Who says meal replacements can’t be eaten as meals?

Miss Su Shi reached out and hooked the elastic of her light blue pajamas, pulling them down slightly. Her eyes passed over the cute blue and white stripes, examining the unusually conspicuous light red marks on her fair skin. Her fingers slid all the way down to her thighs, and she reflected with a little pain on whether she had hit him too hard. "Does it hurt?"

"Don't touch me, it feels weird." Sakuya half turned around, interrupting her sister's harassment, and pressed her little butt against the sofa to protect it. Then she cautiously shrank into the corner and looked into the eyes of the bad sister who deceived her feelings.

Miss Motoyo covered her mouth and chuckled. She could still complain to herself like this in a spoiled manner. It seemed that the beating was not severe, but it should be enough to teach Sakuya a lesson.

"What's so funny..." Ms. Sakuya said sadly while holding the pillow, while slightly lifting her hips.

"I laugh at some people who are so majestic in the afternoon but act like bullied little girls at night." Su Shi's shoulders relaxed a little and he stood up from the sofa.

"Would you like some milk?" She apologized and explained, "If you drink black tea at this time, you won't be able to sleep at night."

"want."

"Where are the snacks?"

"I want it too."

"In the future, you must keep a social distance from girls outside. I don't want to find out that there are more girls who are close to you after a while." Miss Su Shi still felt a little regretful. Her sister's personality that attracts many men was really worrying.

"I'm not a child. I'm not that easy to fool." Miss Sakuya turned her head away childishly, not wanting to listen to her sister's lecture. Even if it was her fault, she still had to put on airs.

"Okay, okay, go to bed early after drinking the milk. How about a pork chop sandwich tomorrow morning?" Su Shi helplessly turned on the refrigerator and calculated tomorrow's three meals.

"I want some salad dressing." Sakuya put his hands on the edge of the sofa and took the opportunity to make a request.

"Just know how to eat..." Su Shi muttered, but her body was honest enough to put the salad dressing at the bottom on the wall of the refrigerator where it was easily accessible.

Ms. Sakuya, who had reconciled with her sister for the time being, continued to gurgle as she turned over on the sofa, returning to a lazy position with her butt facing up, a pillow under her chest, and groping with both hands to pick up the blue shark-shell phone that happened to be vibrating.

I couldn’t wait to unlock the phone with my fingerprint and swipe it. The familiar [Customer Service S] finally replied to my Line message.

[Konohana Sakuya]: “Are you there?”

[Konohana Sakuya]: "Help me."

[Konohana Sakuya]: "If Xiaoxiang wasn't here, I..."

[Customer Service S]: “What if I’m not here?”

Ms. Sakuya felt the slight pain in her buttocks with a sad look on her face. She tapped the screen with her thumb. She couldn't tell Xiangzi that she was still being spanked by her elder sister even though she was so old...

[Konohana Sakuya]: “It’s over…”

[Cat frustrated expression pack]

Shoko Toyokawa, who had just got off work, followed the indicator light and walked into the empty train home. She thought for a while with her eyes slightly closed. According to her understanding, the little country girl probably wanted to comfort her.

So she also tapped on the virtual keyboard to reply.

[Customer Service S]: "Are you in your room?"

[Konohana Sakuya]: “Yes, I can.”

Toyokawa Shoko chuckled. What kind of reply is "sure"?

Anyway, if someone wants comfort, then give them a little comfort.

Toyokawa Shoko raised her hand, put the phone to her lips, and hummed softly a tune that only the two of them knew.

The message showed that it had been read, but there was still no response after half a day. Xiangzi was not impatient and walked out of the tram station in small steps.

Hopefully someone doesn't fall onto the floor when rolling around in bed.

Chapter 162: Small Actions in Class

"The physical education teacher has taken leave due to a cold. Are you surprised to see me?" Ryoko Hirashima, dressed in classic teacher attire, made a stunning appearance and smiled mysteriously at the two people who were discussing their travel plans at the back door of the classroom.

Ichinose Sakuya wanted to say that it was okay, after all, her homeroom teacher was the most relaxed in the school except for the PE teacher. But she restrained her complaints and raised her smile to a higher level, increasing her surprise and admiration index by +5, just like a loyal fan of Death Devil who bumped into her idol around the corner.

"Oh, how could it be you, Teacher Ryoko? It turns out that this class has been changed to a history class. No wonder I have been hallucinating a strong drum beat since the beginning!" Miss Sakuya took two steps back and read with her fingers touching the stick.

"Haha, if you dare to say a letter, I will go to the Astronomy Department and force you to take extra classes." Teacher Ryoko, who was hit on the soft spot and failed to gain any student's admiration and expectations, smiled more kindly and said in a gentle tone. "Originally, this class should have been a self-study class, but I noticed that someone seemed to be very interested in the surprise test!"

"I'm really sorry, I was too arrogant, please don't do this." Ms. Sakuya bowed 30 degrees, and her humility was still as flexible as ever.

"Student Xiangzi's recent test results are still impeccable. Although there were some omissions in the completion of last week's homework, he made up for it very quickly." Hirashima Ryoko slowed down her tone. Compared to the lively Ichinose, Toyokawa Xiangzi has always been a good child who strives for himself. It's just that his attitude towards people is a little cold and arrogant. It seems that there is a lot of story behind it.

"Even junior high school students wouldn't make such a low-level mistake. I'm really sorry for this mistake in my homework." Toyokawa Shoko still feels sad about what happened last week. Because of an idiot around her, she couldn't sleep all night, so the completion of her homework was naturally not ideal.

"Well, you're still high school students. You don't have to worry about making harmless mistakes like Sakuya did. If you encounter any problems, you can tell your teacher. There's no need to push yourself too hard." Hirashima Ryoko comforted.

"No, since I have applied for your school's scholarship program, it is necessary for me to maintain a good study attitude and test scores. Please rest assured that my current condition is actually quite good." Miss Xiangzi stroked her chest with one hand and responded one by one with quite elegant social words. Her light golden eyes glanced at the flaxen-haired girl beside her.

"I'm starting to feel the pressure..." Teacher Ryoko turned away in shame, and looked at Ms. Sakuya, who was pretending to be non-existent. "Ms. Sakuya, your homework seems to be very bad recently. The math teacher told me that your recent workbooks have a lot of mistakes and you use formulas randomly, as if you didn't listen in class at all. You should pay attention to this."

Miss Xiangzi's gentle gaze suddenly became sharp. Someone who had skipped school for almost a week turned her head subconsciously and twisted her hair around her ears. She really had nothing to refute about this. Life in Tsuki no Mori was actually leisurely. She had not been able to attend classes for almost a week and could only apply the formulas in the textbook casually. It was not like she hadn't figured it out anyway...

"This...this..."

"Teacher Hirashima." Toyokawa Shoko raised her eyes slightly and suddenly spoke. "Can I help guide other students during self-study class?"

"Okay, but don't make it too conspicuous. It will be difficult for the teacher if it affects the classroom discipline." Seeing the little country girl's poking action suddenly stop, Hirashima Ryoko suddenly felt a sense of gloating, which a teacher shouldn't have.

It turns out that one thing brings down another thing.

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It turns out that high school girls really need to study.

Like most Japanese high schools, the Hanegaoka Girls' School uses separate tables and chairs for each student, which means that the space required to place two chairs side by side at a table is quite tight, not to mention that Miss Sakuya's seat is next to the window.

Miss Sakuya, who was totally unable to concentrate on the textbook, folded her arms and shrank towards the window. She had clearly memorized all the historical knowledge points through physical means, but she still couldn't escape Shoko's one-on-one tutoring.

"Xiangzi, are you sitting too close?" Sakuya said in a low voice.

"Conditions are limited, so we'll just have to make do with it for now." Toyokawa Shoko replied briefly, carefully flipping through the math homework book of the person next to her.

There was no problem with my understanding, but I didn't pay attention to the prerequisites of the formula. No wonder I was blamed by the teacher.

"We can sit in the aisle..." Sakuya suggested in a low voice.

"It's inconvenient and will affect other people." Miss Xiangzi made up an excuse. She tilted her left hand slightly, pressed lightly along the center axis of the textbook with her right palm, and circled the most important points with a pen.

She also had a rough idea of ​​what the classes at Tsuki no Mori were like. It was okay in junior high school, but if she didn't study hard in private in high school, she would never be able to keep up with other schools.

"The midterm exam is coming soon, so Sakuya should study hard." Miss Shoko whispered to comfort her.

"......Yeah." The fugitive village girl was silent for a moment before she nodded her head slightly in agreement.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, or whether it was inevitable due to the compact space, but the blue-haired little hedgehog's left hand naturally rested on his right hand, occupying only half of his palm, with just the right sense of proportion.

"I say, listen, you don't have to write the questions for now, just understand them, do you understand?" Teacher Xiangzi looked calm and had obviously entered the teaching state.

"Okay." Ms. Sakuya collected her thoughts, ignored the gentle body temperature of the person next to her, and listened attentively.

Xiangzi is spending his own time to help himself with his studies, and he must not let unimportant things affect his studies.

"Here, at least one angle of the triangle must be a right angle to be able to serve as an auxiliary line, otherwise the premise of the formula is not valid..." Toyokawa Shoko was multitasking, still whispering the solution to the formula while her golden eyes slightly tilted to the side to look at Sakuya, her gray-blue pupils now staring at the textbook very attentively.

I was relieved but also a little disappointed. It took a lot of courage for me to sit next to Sakuya in front of the whole class. Although it's good to concentrate on studying, I still want to see some cuter reactions...

"... Do you understand?"

After she finished speaking, Miss Xiangzi was about to look away with a hint of regret, but her elegant face turned slightly towards her, just in time to meet Sakuya's cute, tentative eyes, like a little animal.

"..."

The two were speechless for a moment, then turned their heads in tacit understanding and lowered their heads to count the wood grain on the desk.

Red frost covered the cheeks, the fingers quietly connected, and then the palms slowly touched each other.

“...I understand.” Sakuya blushed and nodded.

Chapter 163: No Rejection

There are several evergreen trees standing outside the window of the music classroom. Every spring and summer, the sunlight will quietly shine through the lush green branches and leaves, shining on the dark and elegant grand piano, and dotted with golden spots on the black and white piano keys that embody human wisdom, as if the souls of those deceased music masters are shining.

The fearless white pigeons always linger by the windows and outside, occasionally landing on the railings, curiously listening to the lively tunes. When the song ends, they flap their wings freely and turn to chase the leisurely white clouds.

Shoko Toyokawa closed her eyes and tapped the upper and lower parts of the piano with her fingertips by feeling, and memorized the corresponding melody in her heart. With the development of electronic technology, more and more people are choosing more convenient computer software.

Avid's Pro Tools supports the recording and editing of up to hundreds of audio tracks, and can add various sound effects and virtual instruments at will. Apple's Logic Pro directly includes a complete music production suite.

Toyokawa Shoko herself is not overly fond of handwriting. The texture and unique charm of the musical notation are indeed fascinating, but efficiency and quality are the characteristics that Miss Shoko values ​​most.

The reason for choosing handwritten music scores is nothing more than wanting to extend the time of making the scores. With my relatively sophisticated knowledge of music theory, if I put all my effort into it, I may be able to advance directly to the final version in less than a day.

In short, it’s not because I don’t have money to rent a dedicated composing studio...

Ichinose Sakuya, who was acting as a spectator, was not so solemn. She held a light blue angry little octopus in both hands and crept towards Miss Shoko's back.

The music room is so elegant and quiet, with nothing else but the gentle vibrato of the piano strings. The girl playing the piano is meditating with her eyes closed. The summer breeze blows across the swaying light spots, ignoring the clear figure reflected on the shiny black piano board. This scene has some of the feeling of a shot in a youth animation.

What do you want to do now, you idiot?

Shoko Toyokawa looked at the familiar figure on the piano board approaching her little by little and felt helpless. She simply closed her golden eyes and waited patiently for Sakuya's sudden attack.

Ms. Sakuya carefully examined the top of the little hedgehog's sky-blue head, and with both hands she carefully adjusted the little octopus with two stitches and a black-and-gold band, then turned to the front, swiped up to open the camera function of her mobile phone, and then spoke gently.

"You can open your eyes now."

"What is it?" Miss Xiangzi was not in a hurry to cooperate this time, and asked with her eyes still closed.

It's fluffy, not too heavy, like a doll, and has a surprise attribute...

“Ah, you can see it once you open your eyes. It’s such a cute little creature~” Ms. Sakuya urged while adjusting the focus.

"Hmm." Xiangzi snorted lightly, without commenting. His tender eyes opened halfway and he saw the light blue little octopus lying impatiently above his head.

Xiangzi was stunned for a moment, looking a little annoyed, with a slight pout on his lips, but he still let Sakuya press the shutter button of the mobile phone before taking off this slightly unique and cute hat.

The color is very similar to my hair color, and the black and gold hairbands on both sides have traces of stitches, which are undoubtedly added by someone later. February 14th?

"How is it? Doesn't he look like Shoko? I fell in love with him at first sight." Ms. Sakuya gestured with her cell phone, contentedly seeking credit, and leaned back skillfully on the remaining half of the piano chair.

"Am I that fierce?" Xiangzi pretended to be angry and rolled his eyes at the idiot.

"Look for yourself, the unhappy look is exactly the same." Ms. Sakuya held up the evidence she had just taken, magnified it with two fingers and compared the two identical expressions. "It's just saying that I'm angry and can't be appeased."

"Is this a gift?" Xiangzi suppressed the inexplicable urge to pinch the little village girl's cheeks and admire her crying expression, and said thoughtfully.

"Of course, I sewed the earrings on both sides myself. Don't they look like Shoko?" Miss Sakuya did not get the compliments she expected and continued to sell her products hard.

"Isn't it time to buy life now?" Shoko suddenly pulled up the wrist at his side and gently put the doll back into Sakuya's hand.

“Since I composed the music, it should count…” Sakuya was puzzled, not understanding what was going on.

"Then please allow me to refuse this gift." Xiangzi said gracefully, but he did not let go of the wrist he had grabbed. Instead, he looked into the clear gray-blue eyes with a smile in his eyes.

"Eh...?" Miss Sakuya stared at him for a long time, and finally realized why Xiangzi did this.

Saying that he refused was just an excuse. He held my hand so tightly, this guy must have done it on purpose.

So Ms. Sakuya turned her head away with puffy cheeks, not wanting to pay any attention to this bad guy who was teasing her.

"Are you angry?" Shoko leaned forward, leaned close to Sakuya's rosy ears, and breathed softly.

"What...what are you doing?" Miss Sakuya stuttered and retreated, but her wrist was still being held.

"Does the employer need to give me an order?" Xiangzi chuckled. "Just one word will make me sincerely accept this precious gift~"

"Well...you just like to bully me." The employer, who had nowhere to escape, hesitated for a long time, but finally lowered his head and gave an order to the little octopus with a (▼ヘ▼) expression.

"Xiangzi, you are not allowed to refuse my gifts before the end of your employment today." She was a little cunning and planned to feed him a few more times when they went to the shopping street together. This way she could save several orders.

"Follow your instructions, and I will respectfully obey you~" Miss Xiangzi raised the corners of her mouth, carefully put the little octopus that looked like herself into her schoolbag, and then she showed her signature elegant smile again.

“What are you looking at…” Miss Sakuya felt a little uncomfortable with the slightly fiery gaze and turned her head to the side and muttered softly.

"According to the contract, I now also have the right to order Sakuya, right?" Toyokawa Shoko turned her head and her eyes fell on the collarbone that was faintly visible above a person's well-developed chest.

She was considering whether to leave a mark so that she wouldn't have to think about it for a long time every time they met. It would indeed be annoying if the two sisters looked too much alike.

"What do you want to do?" Miss Sakuya crossed her arms alertly and slightly distanced herself from Xiangzi. Although she did have a special liking for Xiangzi, it was not okay for friends to look at each other... at such places. It was too unhealthy!

"Nothing." Xiangzi's pretty face flushed as she dismissed the ungraceful and sinister thoughts in her mind. What on earth was I thinking about? Even if Sakuya took the initiative to move her lips close to my lips, I would most likely refuse with a blushing face.

"Sakiya." Miss Shoko suppressed the shy urge to bury her face in the piano and escape, and quickly finished the rest of the command.

"Today, when I want to hold your hand, don't let go."

Chapter 164 It Doesn't Matter If You're Married