In the anime, cultivating a girlfriend starts from childhood

Nibutani Morika tilted her head, took out the chat history on her mobile phone and placed it in front of Hiratsuka Ryosuke.

"Mr. Mori, I will definitely go to wish you a happy 500th birthday."

"Aren't you rushing to finish your manuscript?"

"Heh, it's just a scrap. It only takes five minutes to write something like that."

"That's amazing! You're indeed a best-selling author."

"It looks like someone is delivering a package. I'll go open the door."

The next group of photos showed the frightened Yamada fairy lying in front of a table, surrounded by a group of women in black suits and sunglasses.

"Wuwu, Lord Mori, save me!"

Hiratsuka Ryosuke's pupils dilated, and he questioned Mori Xia: "Hey, you didn't call the police?"

"Ryosuke, don't underestimate me. I will definitely help my friends if they are in trouble!" Nibutani Morika patted her chest and said proudly.

Then he spread his hands helplessly and changed the subject, "But later I found out that it was someone from the editorial department who was delaying the submission of the manuscript. He was a best-selling author who sold 300,000 copies of the first volume, but he still didn't submit the manuscript by the deadline, and that's what happened."

Three hundred thousand copies of the first volume?!

If this quality is maintained, it is only a matter of time before the whole series of books sells over a million copies and is adapted into an animation.

Upon hearing this number, everyone present took a tactical step back.

Are today's primary school students so rebellious?

But this also reminded Ryosuke that a best-selling author with a million copies sold should be able to make a lot of money.

He only remembered some of the plots of the best-selling works in his previous life, and the entertainment industry in this world was also well developed.

This world still has popular comics like Doraemon, Death, Fire, and the Sea.

Knowing the general plot and the actual writing effect are two different things, which is why I have not been accused of plagiarism.

Realizing that there is such a best-selling writer around me, I have to find some time to ask this goblin for advice.

"Morika, this is a gift for you." Nishimiya Naoko took out an exquisite hairpin.

"And me, Sister Morika, this is mine." Yuzuru Nishimiya took out a cute pillow.

"Thank you, I like both the gifts from Nakajima and Yuzuru!"

Nibutani Morika narrowed her eyes and happily accepted it.

Then she looked at Hiratsuka Ryosuke with expectation and stretched out her hands, "Ryosuke~"

Ryosuke Hiratsuka walked up to Morixia, put the chain part of the bracelet on Morixia's fair wrist, and put the ring part on her middle finger.

"Wow, what a beautiful bracelet!" exclaimed Nibutani Morika, with little stars twinkling in her eyes.

Then he was stunned, first looking at the hairpin, then at the bracelet.

Suddenly he realized, "Wait for me for a moment."

She picked up the hairpin, stood up and trotted into the room.

Not long after, she came out.

I saw Nibutani Morika walk lightly back to her seat and sit down again.

At this moment, she was wearing a pure white veil with a lotus edge and a golden bracelet on her hand. The prop she used to fix her bangs was the hairpin that Naoko had just given her. She took out a toy gecko model and placed it on the pillow that Yuzuru had just given her.

Nibutani Morika seemed like a different person. After she put on this set of jewelry, she had a mysterious and ethereal temperament.

"Now it's my turn to make a wish, Guardian Knight."

She crossed her arms and looked at Hiratsuka Ryosuke with a loving look in her eyes.

Hiratsuka Ryosuke's eyelids twitched and he clenched his fists.

No, today is Morixia’s birthday, just make do with it, take a deep breath, take a deep breath.

Ryosuke placed thirteen candles on the birthday cake and signaled with his eyes that the other party could make a wish.

Nibutani Morika closed her eyes with a pious expression.

"Today is my 500th birthday. For the past 400 years, I have watched the flow of people's hearts. The elves have been promoting love all the time. My wish is to illuminate the entire world with love!"

Click!

The shutter sounded.

Ryosuke Hiratsuka raised the mobile phone in his hand and took a picture of Nibutani Morika at this moment.

He had a feeling that this thing would come in handy in the future.

"What? Guardian Knight, do you want to keep my glorious side forever? Oh, I agree."

Nibutani Morika looked at Ryosuke peacefully, and her voice was like the sound of nature, ethereal and pure.

"Well, Sister Morixia, you can't say the wish out loud, otherwise it won't work."

Nishimiya Yuzuru raised a hand at this time and said weakly.

"The candles are almost burned out. I'm going to turn off the lights. Hurry up and make your stupid wish and blow out the candles."

Hiratsuka Ryosuke walked over to the switch and spoke calmly.

After pressing the switch, the room suddenly fell into darkness, with only a faint light coming from the candles on the cake.

It's a rare occasion that Nibutani Morika doesn't continue to compete with Hiratsuka Ryosuke.

This time, her face showed a more pious expression than before. She clasped her hands together and blew out the candle.

Amidst applause, the lights in the room were turned on again.

"What wish did Morixia make this time?"

Mrs. Nibutani held her face with one hand, smiled, and gently asked her daughter what her wish was.

"Humph, it won't work if I tell it to you, so I won't tell mom!"

Nibutani Morika pouted her lips and refused to answer her mother's question.

No one knows a daughter better than her mother. Morixia’s reaction was the best answer. For a moment, Mrs. Nibutani’s smile became even wider.

Half an hour later.

The Nishimiya sisters were both put on the bus.

After watching the bus drive away, Ryosuke and Morika walked side by side on the road.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the park near their home.

"Ryosuke, let's go sit over there for a while."

Nibutani Morika looked at the swings in the park with a nostalgic look.

At this moment, she was neither as lively as she was at the birthday party, nor as childish as she was during the day.

Just like a graceful lady.

She walked to the swing and slowly sat down.

The night wind blows on my face and the cold moon is in the sky.

The two shadows continued to lengthen in the moonlight.

Ryosuke sat on another swing, staring blankly at the sky.

Neither of them spoke, just enjoying the quiet night.

"Ryosuke was really handsome back then."

Nibutani Morika looked nostalgic.

She sat still and continued, "Today is my birthday. I wanted to find that feeling, a little hazy, a little vague, anyway, a feeling different from the other 364 days. But I found that it was no different from usual, because Ryosuke was always here."

"Where else do you think I can go?"

Hiratsuka Ryosuke asked calmly, still looking at the bright moon in the sky.

Morixia did not answer, but just glanced at the boy beside her and smiled faintly.

"Happy thirteenth birthday, Morixia."

This is the second time Ryosuke has said happy birthday tonight.

"Thank you, Ryosuke, for staying with me all these years."

Nibutani Morika turned her head and looked at Ryosuke, her expression extremely serious at this moment.

Then he changed the subject and continued to stare at Hiratsuka Ryosuke with his watery eyes, "By the way, Ryosuke, aren't you curious about what wish I made tonight? My wishes are always effective and they come true every year."

Hiratsuka Ryosuke stood up and said helplessly, "It must be the same as last year. We are guided by the spirits again to find lost memories and bring peace to the world."

Nibutani Morika nodded first, then shook her head, and finally smiled and said, "Ryosuke, you really are... the best idiot!"

"Yes, yes, I am a big fool."

Hiratsuka Ryosuke turned his head to look at Qingmei, and the cold and bright moonlight sprinkled on Morika's delicate face.

At this moment, she was like a moon elf walking out of a fairy tale, leaving Ryosuke stunned for a moment.

He quickly came back to his senses and turned around, saying to the girl next to him with concern: "The weather is getting colder, be careful not to catch a cold, let's go back."

After saying that, he walked ahead.

"Okay, okay~"

Nibutani Morika got up from the swing, brushed the dust off her butt, and followed Ryosuke with her hands behind her back.

Looking at the boy's back, she smiled slightly as if she was thinking of something happy, and then her eyes gradually softened.

I said secretly in my heart.

Stupid Ryosuke, my birthday wish is the same as last year, the year before, and the year before that.

Whether in the past, present, or future...

I want to stay by your side forever and grow up with you.

Chapter 27: Yukinoshita's Fiancé Candidate List

A new semester begins.

The class seemed to be the same as usual.

But Ishida Shoya's position was vacant, and according to the teacher, Ishida transferred to another school.

The school holds a graduation chorus every year, which is a tradition of Neon primary and secondary schools.

"Hiratsuka, you will be the conductor of your class's graduation chorus."

The head teacher pushed his black-framed glasses and said as a matter of course.

The purpose of class chorus in primary schools is to improve children's vocalization and, more importantly, to cultivate their sense of teamwork, so conducting is basically something that students learn on the spot.

"I see."

Hiratsuka Ryosuke nodded, and seeing Nishimiya Naoko looking timid beside him, he gave her an encouraging smile.

Ryosuke's eyes became more determined.

He understood that Nishimiya Naoko had a hearing impairment, and Nishimiya Naoko's voice used to be unclear.

I guess it’s because I was considered a drag in my previous school class.

Now Glass's voice is not much different from that of ordinary people, what she lacks most is confidence.

This semester, he will use regular choir rehearsals to help Glass face her inner fears and overcome them in the final graduation choir.

In this way, her faith will be firmly established.

……

The Yukinoshita family.

A beautiful and graceful woman was kneeling at the table making tea. She caught a glimpse of a familiar figure outside the door out of the corner of her eye.

"Yang Nao, didn't you go to school today?"

The mature and cold Mrs. Yukinoshita, dressed in a kimono, picked up a cup of hot tea, blew on it, and said lightly.