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Walking slowly towards the suitcase at the door, Sasaki placed the heavy suitcase upside down on the ground.

Although this box is nothing for Sasaki, it is a bit heavy for an ordinary girl.

But what else can girls put in a suitcase besides clothes?

They definitely wouldn't want to put cosmetics in there...

With doubts in his heart, Sasaki entered Sister Yuka's birthday on the combination lock.

Click~

'what is it then? '

As soon as doubts arose in my mind, I saw the black suitcase exploded like a firework with a lit fuse, scattering colorful fireworks.

Although colorful, the majority of "fireworks" are black and white.

Moreover, the materials that make up the black and white fireworks are all translucent silk fabrics.

Around the silk fabric, there are intricate lace patterns cut out.

After a quick glance, Sasaki discovered that the sizes of these 'fireworks' were also different.

The big one can wrap the whole body, and the small one is only the size of the palm...

'Good guy...'

Throwing the "fireworks" in his hand onto the bed, Sasaki squatted on the ground and rummaged through the inside of the suitcase.

"Come to think of it, how could a box contain all these..."

Looking at the normal clothes buried under the 'fireworks', Sasaki smiled and shook his head.

Sister Jiehua is really... afraid that she can't see...

But...I, Sasaki, like to say NO to those who are confident!

Before he conquers Aunt Kyoka, he will not rashly respond to Sister Yuka's initiative.

Even if she was obvious...

he!

Sasaki is just not moved by women!

……

After finishing tidying up Sister Hua's clothes, it was already noon.

When I walked down the stairs, Otome and Rinka were no longer in the living room. It seemed that they had gone back home to eat.

After all, Otome's parents have returned, and it is no longer appropriate for her to stay in Sasaki's house like she did when she was a child.

Especially when Aunt Kyoka moved in today.

If Otome and Rinka stayed for dinner, it would make Otome's parents feel that they were bothering others and that it was very rude.

So Sasaki was not surprised when he didn't see Otome after coming down.

I glanced sideways at Aunt Kyoka and Sister Koharu who were huddled together to cook.

Sasaki turned around and met a pair of emerald eyes looking at him.

But after staring at each other for less than a second, those emerald eyes turned away as if nothing had happened.

It's time to play dumb.

Sasaki walked forward calmly, sat down on the sofa, and groaned:

"I'm so tired~"

Snap~

Fingers as white as jade and as thin as young onions picked up a piece of potato chip stained with red spicy powder and put it between the pink lips as thin as soft cherries, making a crisp chewing sound that made people's mouths water.

After finishing the potato chips in her mouth, Yuuka frowned and looked at Sasaki with dissatisfaction, who didn't look shy at all:

"I just asked you to tidy up your clothes, but you're already exhausted."

"You know, at school, those boys would beg for help in organizing my clothes."

After saying that, she stretched out her feet wrapped in black stockings and gently stepped on Sasaki's leg.

"I don't know what to do!"

Although Sasaki was wearing black knee-length shorts.

But when he sat on the sofa, in order to highlight how hot and tired he was, he deliberately pulled down his pants before sitting down, revealing his strong and thick thighs.

Therefore, after the black silk feet step on the thighs, the soft, silky and itchy feeling is very strong.

He looked down at the foot that was stepping on the outside of his thigh.

The fair, smooth, and snow-white skin was like the finest mutton-fat jade, or like a crystal that was not stained by dust. But with the aroma of rice wafting from the kitchen, Sasaki felt that it was a soft white cake just out of the oven, and the bright pink color dotted in it was the carefully arranged fruit slices.

As for the black stockings wrapped on it, they look like chocolate coating poured on it, which increases people's appetite after seeing it.

Having not eaten in the morning, Sasaki felt a little hungry and confused...

Lying on his back on the sofa, limp like a puddle of mud, Sasaki howled towards the kitchen.

"Auntie Jingxiang, Sister Xiaochun, I'm hungry, I want to eat~"

"Are you hungry, Toujian? The meal will be ready soon, wait a moment~"

"Xiaodong, please bear with it for a while~"

"Good~"

Facing Sasaki's disregard, Iori Yuka's slender black eyebrows were raised high like a seesaw, and she increased the strength of her feet:

"You've really grown wings. Now you dare to ignore what I say!"

It's not the wings that are hard on me...

It was difficult to tell the real reason, so Sasaki didn't dwell on it too much and changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, does Sister Yuka have a boyfriend?"

"Boy friend?"

Just as she was about to reprimand him, Yuuka heard his sudden question and murmured in surprise before she could open her mouth. Then she shook her head and denied it.

"How is that possible? I don't have a boyfriend."

"There's none?"

Looking at Yuuka Tsuchika who denied it with innocent eyes, Sasaki said doubtfully:

"But the clothes in your suitcase..."

"Shouldn't that be something you wear only when you have a boyfriend?"

Click, click, click——

The snack bag of potato chips in her hand was crumpled into a ball, and the sound of the chips being crushed into pieces could be heard from inside. Tadashi Yuuka glared at Sasaki with an expression of gnashing teeth as if she had eaten nine-turn large intestine.

'This idiot! This idiot! This bastard! This is terrible!'

After staring at Sasaki with her piercing eyes for a while, she found that he was still ignorant. She suddenly felt like she was talking to a cow.

Seeing that he was getting angrier and angrier, the big white rabbit on which Keika was jumping jumped up and down. She threw the bag of potato chips that she had crumpled into a ball in her hand to Sasaki, stood up angrily, and walked towards the stairs without looking back.

She was really afraid that she would lose control and hit Sasaki to death with the pillow.

this!

Dull waste!

Kyoka Hiribo, who was wearing a light yellow apron and gloves and was about to serve the meal to the table, saw her daughter angrily going upstairs and asked her doubtfully from behind:

"Yuka, are you coming upstairs now? The meal is ready~"

"I'm not eating anymore! I'm full!"

"gas?"

Tilting her head to glance at Fuyumi, who was sitting on the sofa, holding a crumpled bag of snacks in her hand, Kyoka Tsurugi realized that her daughter was throwing a tantrum again.

Kyoka Hiroka had anticipated this kind of thing long before moving in.

Because whenever Fuyumi and Yuuka are together, Yuuka will always get angry for no reason.

But she was just upset for a short while, so Kyoka Tsurugi treated it as a game between children.

Putting the dish on the table, Kyoka Tsurugi waved to Sasaki who was still sitting on the sofa:

"Fuyumi, wash your hands and come over to eat."

"it is good."

The dinner table.

Sasaki, who was "flying a kite", was eating his lunch with his head down, like a good and obedient student.

And Yui Chun is a quiet and gentle person, so when eating, she won't speak unless there is something special or important.

The silence between the two made Kyoka Iori, who was being treated like a kite, feel a little at a loss as to what to do.

Because of the attachment he showed when he sent Dong Jian home last time.

And there was the gentle concern he showed for her when she was moving things in the morning. These things were like pebbles thrown into the calm lake of her heart, creating ripples one after another.

These ripples lingered for a long time, disturbing her heartstrings.

But the person who threw the stone acted as if he had done something trivial and did not take any responsibility for it at all.

Logically speaking, because a mature older sister has experienced many things and met many people, her psychological defenses should be as solid as ice and will not be easily broken.

that's the truth.

This can be seen from the fact that she raised the sisters of the Rui family and never found a partner. For more than ten years, no one has ever broken the ice that protected her heart.

Because she had always been in rejection, she had never experienced the care and concern that men brought.

But Sasaki, this guy who she had never been on guard against, would from time to time bring her the attention from the opposite sex that had long been vague to her.

Although she classified these concerns as family care, she was not a real little girl, so how could she not feel the difference.

That's what she originally thought.

After all, although she is not young, because of God's favoritism, her appearance is not much different from that of a girl in her twenties.

In addition, her temperament has been honed over the years, so she is not surprised that she can attract the attention of some young people.

But seeing that he had been well-behaved and serious until now except for his unusual behavior when they met in the morning, she couldn't help but waver in her thoughts.

Maybe she really was overthinking it...

We finished our lunch in silence.

Sasaki returned to his room to continue his unfinished writing task.

The sun outside the window was bright and dazzling, and there was even some scorching heat, which was blocked by the thick curtains.

Sasaki gradually lost his concept of time.

Sasaki waited until the breeze outside the window, no longer carrying heat, blew into the already dim room before typing the last word. He took his hands off the keyboard and stretched.

When people focus on something, time always passes quickly.

After checking the time on his phone, Sasaki realized that he had been sitting there for the entire afternoon.

After taking a sip of the drink that Aunt Kyoka brought him in the afternoon and stretching his stiff neck, Sasaki stood up and walked to the closet to look for the clothes he would need to wear when he went to the social gathering with Sister Yuka.

Although Sasaki had no interest in those social gatherings, it was somewhat inappropriate for him to go to dinner with Sister Yuka's classmates in a short-sleeved shirt and shorts.

I found a white undershirt with red letters printed on it, and wore a dark gray oversized shirt on the outside, loose black trousers and white sneakers.

After getting dressed, Sasaki fiddled with his hairstyle in front of the mirror on the wardrobe.

click -

Hearing the sound of the door opening, based on the attitude of his family towards him, Sasaki used his biceps to guess who came in.

Without stopping fiddling with his hair, Sasaki made a suggestion with some dissatisfaction.

"Sister Jiehua, please knock on the door before coming in next time."