Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

She was just enjoying a certain feeling and could ignore the other party's little tricks at that time.

After all, letting him get a taste of her own sweetness was part of the plan.

"You speak as if I'm the only one enjoying this."

Oreki Gen looked up at the ceiling, and Sakuraba Mitsuki's hands suddenly clenched, and an unnatural redness crept up her neck.

She gave Oreki Genji a fierce look, but the boy was not stupid enough to look at her at this moment.

"What can I enjoy from a mere origami string?"

Oreki Gen shrugged.

"Maybe. Maybe the person who was blushing and soft like a sponge just now wasn't Sakuraba-san."

"Snapped!"

What's better than movement?

Oreki Gen took a look over there and saw Sakuraba Mizuki holding a broken pencil in her hand. She was staring at him straight, as if she had no emotions, only the coldness of winter.

Okay, okay, just stop talking, okay!

So, until Sakuraba Mitsuki finished her "painting", Oreki Gen didn't say a word.

When it finally ended, it was already around evening.

Oreki Gen was relieved and could finally stretch comfortably. However, when he walked over to Sakuraba Mizuki and wanted to see what the other person was drawing, Sakuraba Mizuki quickly put away the drawing paper.

"It's not on the tablet yet, what are you looking at?"

Oreki Gen shook his head.

"Just curious, and you drew me, can't I take a look at it?"

Sakuraba Jianyue sneered.

"Who said that the person I drew using you as a model is you? When I draw on paper, he can be anyone, but he won't be Oreki Gen."

Oreki Gen had to admit that he didn't really understand the world of artists.

It's probably a case of genius, filled with strange paranoia and madness, otherwise she wouldn't be such a unique girl.

"Okay, I don't really care about this anyway, as long as you can finish the painting as soon as possible."

He opened the door of the studio very easily. Although the amount of energy released just now was indeed large, it was not enough to make the gifted boy's steps weak. He walked steadily and powerfully. It was just that it seemed that the charming smell left in the room was not so easy to dissipate...

　 "It will end when it's time to end. You don't have to worry about the rest."

She stood beside Oreki Gen with indifference.

Oreki Gen really wanted to say that he didn't care at all about how your painting turned out, but he gave up.

After spending so much time with these girls, I'm almost becoming a nitpicker.

Just when Oreki Gen was about to say goodbye and not stay any longer.

　 "Sister, Oreki-nii, are you done with your work?"

Suddenly, a little head popped out.

It is the youthful and pretty Yui Shinkai.

She blinked and looked at the two of them.

Sakuraba Jianyue glanced at her and asked, "Have you finished your homework?"

Xin Hai Yui hesitated for a moment, then said: "Of course it's done!"

Oreki Gen didn't intend to participate in the little drama between the two sisters: "If you have nothing else to do, I will..."

“Hey, hey, hey! It’s already this late, Oreki-nii-san, aren’t you going to have a meal before you leave?”

Oreki was stunned. Why did he suddenly ask me to have a meal here? Are we really that close?

When he saw Yui Shinkai winking at him, Oreki suddenly remembered something. He seemed to have promised this girl something...

Before Oreki Genji could answer, Sakuraba Kenzuki frowned.

"Why did you ask him to stay for dinner?"

Shinkai Yui said cautiously, "We usually eat anyway, how boring. Besides, isn't Oreki-nii a guest? It's normal to entertain him, right?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki frowned, obviously not used to this young man eating in her house, but Shinkai Yui came over and played the Oreki strings.

“Oreki-nii, come over here. The food is ready~”

Sakuraba Mitsuki seemed to have no solution and didn't seem to have any particular resistance. Although she was not used to it, she didn't feel disgusted.

The little girl who took the initiative to pull the origami string whispered.

"Oreki-nii, what you promised me..."

"Ah... we are still discussing it. Don't worry, there will be results soon."

"Okay~ I believe in Oreki-nii~~~"

The dinner table.

"By the way, Sakuraba-san, can I discuss something with you?"

Sakuraba Mizuki looked impatiently at Oreki Gen who had a calm face.

"whats the matter?"

Oreki Gen didn't even have to lower his head to see that Yui Shinkai looked at him with an extremely nervous expression.

he spoke.

"I think Yui-chan has been very well behaved lately, so just return her game console to her."

"No."

"Oh, okay, I just mentioned it casually."

Oreki Gen looked at Yui Shinkai opposite him, and the girl's expression was changing rapidly.

It is comparable to Sichuan Opera face-changing.

From hope at the beginning, it turned into disbelief, and finally into tears.

Oreki Xian spread his hands helplessly.

Use your eyes to tell the other person: I tried my best.

But the girl's tears were almost coming out of her eyes.

Obviously, she was silently accusing herself: Liar! You are a big liar! How can anyone help me like this! It’s better not to help! !

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Oreki Gen asked as he looked at Yui Shinkai who suddenly stood up.

The distraught girl even lost her spirit in her tone.

"I'm full, you guys continue eating, I'm going to go back and rest first, wuwuwu..."

It seemed as if saying one more word would cause me to burst into tears.

Oreki Gen wanted to laugh, but he held it back.

Looking at the table full of dazzling array of dishes, he felt full of appetite.

He ate a lot in one breath until he was full, without any intention of being reserved. After all, he had given too much just now.

Until I finally finished eating.

"Finished?"

Sakuraba Jianyue looked at him, her cold and beautiful face was still irresistible and still so charming.

Oreki Gen nodded.

"Well, thank you for the treat."

"Let's go."

She stood up.

But Oreki looked at him strangely, because his actions seemed...

"You want to send me off?"

Sakuraba Mizuki looked at Oreki Gen as a matter of course.

"Don't think too much about it, it's just basic etiquette."

So you didn't send it the first time? You had to wait until the day you shipped it, right?

(I haven’t been sleeping well these past few days, so I still can’t take too much melatonin. I feel groggy when I wake up late.)

62: I said you are cute

The sunset in the evening was beautiful. Oreki Xian discovered that from this angle, the sunlight would penetrate through the gaps in the leaves of a big tree outside the courtyard.

The warm orange light is as gentle as a mother's hand, caressing the hair of young boys and girls.

The girl beside him seemed to be untouchable by mortals when she was normal. She was cold, proud, and had a natural nobility that everyone could only look up to.

Oreki Gen is well aware that even though he is handsome and charming beyond compare, in the eyes of such people, he is at best just a special toy.

Toys are often the most dangerous because they are at risk of being discarded at any time.

And there is a type of people who don't want to give away the toy even if they don't like it anymore.

This is why Oreki Gen will never let his guard down.

At this time, Sakuraba Kentsuki spoke.

"Did Yui ask you to tell me about the game console?"

At the gate of the courtyard, her voice was cold and distant. It was not yet midsummer, but it seemed as if autumn had already arrived.

Oreki Gen gave a wry smile.

"Since you already know everything, why are you asking more questions? But there is no need for you to be so harsh on your sister. She is still young, and sometimes it is better to be lenient than to be strict."

The boy comforted her like a good guy.

Sakuraba Mitsuki looked at Oreki Gen coldly.

"Do you like to show your tenderness to all girls?"

Oreki Gen was stunned.

"Isn't she your sister?"

"My sister can't do that either. And this is our family's business. Everything she's going through now is what I've experienced before. She can't have childish hobbies, can't be distracted by playing around, and can't show a little childish and simple happiness in the eyes of so-called adults."

She said it coldly, as if these things were insignificant and light as a feather.

But if you put yourself in Oreki's shoes, you can imagine a little girl sitting alone under the spotlight, having all her toys taken away from her, and then being drowned in a sea of ​​books, money, and ambition.

Perhaps that was the former Sakuraba Mitsuki, and perhaps that was why she didn't like to consider other people's feelings and was convinced that money and power could do everything.

Because she has never been felt by others.

Looking at Oreki Gen's expression as if he understood something, Sakuraba Mizuki did not sigh. She was as cold as an ice stone on a snowy mountain.

"Instead of letting someone else teach her this, I'll do it."

"Even if she remembers it later and hates you, it doesn't matter?"

Oreki Gen looked at Sakuraba Mitsuki.

Sakuraba Mitsuki didn't hesitate at all.

"What does it matter? People like us understand everything and hate it, but we have no choice but to keep going."

"That sounds pretty sad."

Oreki Gen said calmly.