In the anime, cultivating a girlfriend starts from childhood

The first round of the all-random game was over, he thought to himself.

The game's bargaining phase has officially begun.

In the last round, Sister Jing won the game by using stone.

So in the next round of rock-paper-scissors, people with different personalities will have different choices.

People with an adventurous mindset will continue to produce stones.

A more conservative person would choose the other two gestures.

According to his understanding of Sister Jing, she likes racing, trying all kinds of new things, and has a strong sense of adventure.

Then, she will most likely choose the former.

Of course, my sister knows me well enough that if she had predicted my prediction, she would have chosen another gesture as well.

Then the next round is crucial because it is the time to verify the opponent's way of thinking.

The two continued to gesture and shouted, "Rock, paper, scissors (jan ken pon)!"

Ryosuke played the stone, and Hiratsuka Shizuka still played the stone, so the game ended in a draw.

Seeing the result, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his sister was still the adventurous sister.

Ryosuke stared at the girl opposite him with a meaningful smile on his face.

It looks like the game is decided, my dear sister.

Chapter 161: Soaking feet with my sister

A new game begins.

Ryosuke plans to play the next game.

Then Hiratsuka Shizuka suddenly looked at Ryosuke and said with a smile: "Ryosuke, I will use a stone next time."

This simple sentence interrupted his original train of thought.

What does she mean?

Could it be that the result of the previous game was intended to mislead him?

If she had planned to play paper, she would definitely play scissors in this round.

No, that's not right.

Sister Jing’s way of thinking is not that simple. She must have guessed that I could predict her thoughts.

So she expected that after I guessed her thoughts, I would still choose rock in order to defeat her scissors.

In other words, her real idea this time was to get out of the cloth.

Then the next choice is very simple, use scissors.

You didn't expect that, Sister Jing, you are on the third floor and I am on the fourth floor.

"Jan ken pon!"

Ryosuke used scissors, and Hiratsuka Shizuka used rock.

The answer in front of him made a drop of cold sweat run down his forehead.

Could it be that her thoughts have become so deep?

boom!

The empty mineral water bottle hit Ryosuke on the head.

"First point!" Shizuka Hiratsuka raised the plastic bottle and shouted like a hot-blooded idiot.

Then she put the mineral water bottle away and continued to sigh, "Liang-chan, I told you I was going to play rock, why did you play scissors?"

Finally, she made an expression of sudden enlightenment, stretched out her slender white fingers like green onion roots, pointed at Ryosuke and said, "I understand, you want to provide services for your sister, but you are embarrassed, right? As expected, no one understands you better than me."

Ryosuke's body was trembling a little. Facing Hiratsuka Shizuka's repeated defeats, his eyes seemed to have lost their brilliance. He said expressionlessly, "Come again."

He just didn't believe that she would keep producing stones.

boom!

The feeling of being hit on the top of his head made Ryosuke realize that he had lost again.

What kind of monster am I playing?

He had always deeply believed in his own guess, but at this moment, he even felt shaken.

There seemed to be a dark cloud hanging over Ryosuke's head.

He looked at Shizuka Hiratsuka who was humming a little tune across from him, as if he saw a mountain that was difficult to climb in his lifetime.

Does that mean I will never be able to defeat her in the future?

"Jan ken pon (Rock, Paper, Scissors)."

Ryosuke looked at his right hand with five fingers spread out and realized that he won this time.

He moved as fast as lightning, hitting the man on the head with the bottle, "One point."

A new round of the game begins.

Ryosuke took advantage of the victory and continued to attack.

He replicated his previous successful experience and hit the opponent again.

The score is now 2-2 and we have reached the deciding game.

Shizuka Hiratsuka lost two games in a row, and this time she was not in a hurry to start.

Instead, he moved his fingers, making crackling sounds like popping beans.

Then she clenched her fist and gestured a few times in front of Ryosuke, "Ryosuke, I'll still use my fist this time."

"I see." Ryosuke responded before suddenly realizing it.

Did she say fist? Not stone?

His tone was a little hesitant, and he asked uncertainly, "You... won't get so angry that you punch me, right?"

Hirazuka smiled, and blinked innocently: "What are you thinking, Liangshui. You are my cutest brother, how can I want to beat you with a fist?"

When Ryosuke heard this, he didn't say anything, but just looked at her silently with suspicion.

Perhaps she understood the look in Ryosuke's eyes, so she held up three fingers and promised solemnly: "Whether we win or lose this game, I swear I will never punch you in my life."

Seeing that the other party's serious tone did not sound fake, Ryosuke nodded, "Okay, remember what you said, then continue."

"Jan ken pon (Rock, Paper, Scissors)."

Hiratsuka Shizuka seemed to have no idea how to adapt and continued to use the stone.

After three consecutive victories in rock-paper-scissors, Ryosuke saw the dawn of victory.

He held the bottle, ready to hit the other person on the head.

As a result, this time it did not go as planned.

Not only did he fail to knock the opponent, but she grabbed his wrist and controlled him perfectly with a clean cross stranglehold.

Shizuka Hiratsuka locked Ryosuke with her legs and one hand, then reached out to pick up the bottle that had fallen to the ground and gently hit the other person on the head.

"I won."

"Sister Jing, you are cheating!"

"I said before that you get one point if your attack hits, but now I have three points. The victory or defeat will be decided by my arbitrariness and prejudice. You are still too young, Ryosuke."

"If it's a few more years, I really won't be able to do anything to you. Just accept your fate. Resistance is useless."

Hiratsuka Ryosuke fell silent after hearing this, seemingly forgetting the coldness of the floor.

bathroom.

Without saying a word, Ryosuke filled a plastic basin with hot water for her.

The girl sat on a small stool and placed her feet in a plastic basin.

As her feet were immersed in the hot water, she let out a slight moan from her nose.

Her feet are white and tender, delicate and small, making people want to hold them in their hands and pinch them.

Ryosuke asked, "Why did you keep throwing out rocks just now?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka closed her eyes and replied softly, "It's OK as long as you win. Just think of it as your sister's privilege."

After saying that, she opened her eyes, waved at him with a smile, and called out, "Ryosuke, come together."

He refused without even thinking: "No, I'm grown up."

But Sister Jing is still the same Sister Jing. In every sense, she hasn't changed at all.

Hiratsuka Shizuka leaned forward, resting her elbows on her round thighs, and holding her face with both hands. "I'm not asking you to take a bath with me. It's just soaking your feet with your sister. What's there to be shy about? Didn't we do this often before?"

Finally, she narrowed her eyes and issued an ultimatum, "Does that mean... you dislike me now?"

Ryosuke hesitated for a moment, but finally sat on the small stool opposite her, looking at the basin of water with white steam coming out of it on the ground, and chose to put his feet into the basin.

The warm water wrapped around my feet, and a warm current flowed from the soles of my feet to my whole body, as if all the fatigue of the day was taken away by the hot water.

suddenly.

He felt a strange warm and smooth feeling on the instep of his feet.

The basin was not big, and Shizuka Hiratsuka's white and delicate feet inevitably touched him.

The girl's ten delicate and perfect toes were crystal clear, swimming in the water like a happy little fish.

She looked nostalgic and asked in a low voice, "How many years has it been since we last soaked our feet together like this?"

"About three years."

"It's been so long."

The constant slippery touch from the instep of his feet made him look away repeatedly, and his facial expression became unusually unnatural, so he couldn't help but take his feet out of the basin.

"I don't want to soak anymore."

"Eh? Are you shy?"

"No."

"Oh, I see."

Shizuka Hiratsuka watched Ryosuke wipe his feet hastily, then put on his slippers and ran away.

Finally, he closed his eyes and smiled.

You are so cute, Ryosuke. I am very happy that you have been so obedient today.

If only time could go a little slower.

Chapter 162 He is not out of reach

The moonlight shines through the clouds and gently falls on the road in the Bunkyo Villa District.

In a bedroom on the second floor of a villa.

A girl wearing bear pajamas is sitting at a table browsing her personal website.

Ying Lili frowned slightly, bit the nail of her left thumb, and kept shaking her legs.

She has had a little trouble recently.

Because she found that there seemed to be something wrong with her fan base.

In order to seek a breakthrough for herself, she has been painting day and night for the past six months.

Fortunately, my efforts have not been in vain, and my painting skills have undoubtedly improved a lot compared to last year.

However, no one in the comment section was praising her new illustrations. Instead, everyone was discussing other topics.

"Teacher Kashiwagi Eri, the previous humiliation book was very exciting, when will the sequel be released?"

"What's the point of reading a book? I've given up. Where did I come from? Where will I go after I die? Where is the end of the universe?"