In the anime, cultivating a girlfriend starts from childhood

"Ryosuke~ I want more~"

"Touch your belly. You'll gain weight if you eat more."

"Then let me ask you secretly, if I get fat, will you dislike me?"

"meeting."

"Ryosuke, you are going too far!"

After finishing her meal, Nibutani Morika kept tapping the table with chopsticks in both hands to express her protest.

"Oh, has Ryosuke decided which middle school to go to?" Mrs. Nibutani asked with a concerned smile.

"Aunt Nibutani, it's Ruanye Middle School." Hiratsuka Ryosuke said without hesitation. He wanted to win a national championship in that middle school, just like Sister Shizuka.

Nibutani Morika's mouth pursed, and she muttered unconvincedly: "Then I want to go to that school too."

Nishimiya Glass sat nearby without saying a word, but took note of it silently in her heart.

So that's where Ryosuke wanted to go, Softleaf Middle School. It seems that it's not easy to get in, but there's still a year left, so come on!

She was still imagining her wonderful junior high school life when she was suddenly interrupted.

"By the way, Morika, how much did you get in math on the opening test at the beginning of the semester?" Hiratsuka Ryosuke suddenly asked.

"88 points." Nibutani Morika blurted out without any pressure.

Ryosuke stared at Morika without any expression.

"78 points?" Nibutani Morika curled the corners of his mouth, a little lacking in confidence, and asked tentatively.

Ryosuke still didn't say anything, and just stared at her motionlessly as before.

"Well, actually it's 68 points." She spread her hands and said helplessly.

Stare~

"28 points! It's 28 points, okay..." Finally, her scalp numbed under Ryosuke's scrutiny, and she felt a little uneasy, like a child who had done something bad and was discovered.

At this time, not only Ryosuke Hiratsuka was staring at her, but even Mrs. Nibutani and Nishimiya Shoko began to look at her with suspicion.

"Hey, hey! What do you mean? Are you questioning why I can't even get 28 points?"

Nibutani Morika slammed the table and stood up in protest.

"Okay, I get it. You can't get in with this grade. From today on, come to my house every night at 21 p.m. and I'll tutor you in math."

Hiratsuka Ryosuke waved his hand and motioned for the other party to sit down.

Tutoring math?

Nibutani Morika looked puzzled. What is mathematics?

A pool is filling up with water and draining out at the same time. How long will it take to drain out?

Put chickens and rabbits in the same cage. How many chickens and rabbits are there?

She couldn't understand no matter how hard she tried, why a psychopath would do that.

If you want to drain the pool, can't you just drain it directly? You have to add water while draining it. Isn't that crazy?

The chicken and rabbit one is even weirder!

Why are chickens and rabbits kept together?

Everyone knows that if these two animals are kept together, they will definitely fight, right? They may even infect each other with diseases.

The more Nibutani Morika thought about it, the bigger her head became. She slumped on the stool as if she had lost her soul, her mouth slightly open, staring blankly at the ceiling, as if her soul had escaped from her mouth.

"Aunt Nibutani, we'll take our leave first." Hiratsuka Ryosuke sighed lightly, walked to the entrance with Nishimiya Shoko, and bowed to Mrs. Nibutani.

Nishimiya Glass stood in the dark corridor and stole a glance at the door next door.

Is that Ryosuke's home?

I really envy Morixia. I can go to and from school with him every day and be together with him on weekends.

A flash of envy flashed across her eyes.

"It's still early, would you like to come to my house and sit for a while?" Ryosuke Hiratsuka opened the door and extended an invitation.

Nishimiya Glass felt that her sincere prayers moved the gods. It was also her first time to visit a boy's home.

She took off her shoes and stepped on the entrance floor with her spotless white boat socks.

Hiratsuka Ryosuke took out a pair of indoor shoes, pointed to a room not far away, and said to Nishimiya Glass: "Go to my room and wait for me. I'll get something."

Ryosuke's room!

For a moment, Xia Fei's cheeks were flushed.

Nishimiya Naoko even forgot how she walked to this bedroom and her head was dizzy.

The room was simply furnished with a bed, a set of tables and chairs, a wardrobe, and a knife rack with two knives on it.

Hmm, does Ryosuke also know kendo?

I didn’t know this before, now I know him a little better.

"Sorry, there are no extra chairs. You'll have to make do with the bed." Ryosuke Hiratsuka walked into the room holding a thick book.

On the bed?!

Nishimiya Naoko's head was dizzy, her body was tense, and she didn't move at all.

"Glass, what's wrong?"

Hiratsuka Ryosuke knelt at the head of the bed, spread out the standard Neon language 50-character chart borrowed from next door, and asked curiously.

Nishimiya Naoko slowly moved to the end of the bed.

Not daring to look directly at Ryosuke Hiratsuka on the bed, she bent her knees slightly and tentatively touched the quilt on the bed with her hand.

Then he tiptoed onto the bed.

This small bedroom and this small bed are filled with the smell of Ryosuke.

Nishimiya Naoko didn't dare to move at all.

"Nitrous, listen carefully. I will correct your pronunciation little by little."

Hiratsuka Ryosuke looked down at the 50-character kana chart and assured Nishimiya Glass.

He already had a guess in his mind. Given Nishimiya Yaeko's tired look and stubborn personality, she probably didn't have time to teach Nishimiya pronunciation step by step.

Listening and speaking are two different things. They are independent but can influence each other.

For example, some people know all the foreign language words and can understand them, but their spoken English is very poor.

"Read with me, あ~"

"Ah~"

Ryosuke could tell that she had big problems with even the most basic pronunciation, and frowned slightly. It seemed that teaching Nishimiya Shoko to speak would be a long and arduous journey.

Nishiko realized that her performance did not seem to satisfy Ryosuke, and she hung her head like an eggplant hit by frost.

"Glass, pay attention to my facial muscles and tongue, and follow my lead."

When Nishimiya Naoko heard that Ryosuke had not given up on her, she nodded heavily.

"Ah~"

Although Nishimiya Shoko's speech is not standard, her voice is very sweet.

Ryosuke Hiratsuka leaned forward, closing the distance between him and Nozomi, and used the chopsticks he had brought with him to press down Nozomi's tongue.

During this process, Glass's face was hot and she was conflicted inside. She wanted to avoid it because she was shy, but she couldn't bear to do so.

Only after Nishimiya Shoko memorized the standard pronunciation did she move on to learning the next sound.

Time passed quickly, and the sound of a door lock turning came from outside.

"I am back!"

Shizuka Hiratsuka changed into her own shoes and noticed the light in Ryosuke's room, so she walked over curiously.

"Eh? You guys, what are you doing?"

Nishimiya Naoko was panting, her face flushed, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

Hiratsuka Ryosuke looked very satisfied and even nodded in approval.

If she didn't know her brother's true nature well, she would have thought that her brother had brought his female classmate home and done something unspeakable.

"Is that so? That's great. But it's getting late now. I'll drive Nozomi home!"

After understanding the whole story, Shizuka Hiratsuka leaned against the door and spoke cheerfully.

"Then I'll leave it to Sister Jing." Ryosuke said after looking at the time.

Hiratsuka Shizuka waved her hand and said, "Let's go, Glass. I'll take you home."

Nishimiya Shoko said goodbye to Ryosuke reluctantly and followed Hiratsuka Shizuka out.

"In that case, it's time to practice. I have to tutor that idiot Mori Xia later."

He held the reverse blade knife and walked to the cherry tree in the open space below the apartment building.

The moonlight shines on the sword, and the cold light reflects Hiratsuka Ryosuke's handsome and refined face.

Then they began to practice swordplay in the open space, as usual.

After Su Zhen had done this for the hundredth time, he noticed the prying eyes from upstairs. The lights in the warm-toned room were dim, and he knew whose room it was.

Nibutani Morika supported her chin with her jade-white wrist, leaned on the windowsill, and stared at the young man wielding a knife downstairs.

No one knew better than her where Ryosuke's powerful swordsmanship came from.

Because since she was a child, she has always loved playing, and every time at this time, she would put down other things in her hands and quietly watch him in the room upstairs.

Hiratsuka Ryosuke's eyes became firm, and he swung the reverse-blade sword again, like a precision instrument, slashing at the same position again and again.

A breeze blew by, and the cherry blossoms under the trees in the open space were covered with falling petals.

The bright moonlight flowed like water, pouring onto the young man under the tree.

The dim light reflected the beautiful face of the girl by the windowsill.

Just like before.

Chapter 21: People know their own hearts

On the other side, the Nishimiya family.

After taking a shower and changing into pajamas, Nishimiya Naoko thought about her experience at the Hiratsuka family.

He pounced directly onto his bed.

She hugged the quilt and wrapped herself in it.

Twisting and turning on the bed like a caterpillar.

Making strange noises.

Nishimiya Yuzuru, who was in the same room, was so scared that she trembled in the corner. She thought her sister was crazy.

After a while, perhaps because of exhaustion.

Nishimiya Naoko poked her little head out from under the quilt, her eyes full of affection as she stared at the ceiling in a daze.

The bed sheet beneath her was wrinkled by her white jade toes.

Soon, she covered her head with the quilt again like an ostrich.

Yuzuru Nishimiya has already realized that his sister's becoming like this must be related to that liar, and he doesn't know what sweet words he said to coax his sister into becoming like this.

No, I will go to my sister's school to investigate tomorrow.

The next day.

Ishida Shouya came to school as usual.

Yesterday, the mother, Miyako Ishida, finally paid a large sum of money and apologized. She believed that the matter should have ended, as it had been before.

After thinking about it all night, I decided that the bond between me and my friends Shimada, Hirose, and Ueno wouldn't be so easy to break.