I endured the humiliation and humiliation while being besieged by the ghost story elder sister.

It was probably because Mio kept chatting with her, likely worried that she might fall asleep and miss her stop. Arisa was very cooperative and chatted with him.

Finally, she made it back to the apartment. As soon as she entered, Arisa took off her shoes and ran towards her room.

But what she didn't see was that Nozomi, who had originally helped her back, didn't leave. Instead, after greeting Ami in the living room, she followed the girl into the bedroom.

Then came the sound of him locking the door. A while later, Ami, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, heard her daughter's shrill scream.

"That idiot...did she offend Ximiao again today? How many times does Ximiao have to catch her and teach her a lesson before she learns her lesson?"

Asami, who immediately guessed what had happened, reluctantly picked up the headphones next to her and put them on. It seemed that Arisa would be tormented for quite some time.

If she keeps screaming like that, it'll be really noisy.

"What happened?"

Even Boros, who was cooking in the kitchen, was drawn over by the commotion caused by Mio and Arisa.

Chapter 86 A Wave Has Not Yet Subsided

Despite being completely exhausted from attending two consecutive PE classes and club activities, Arisa was still reeling.

Just when she thought that she could finally get some rest and take a nap in her room at home, she was in a difficult situation.

An uninvited guest quietly followed her into the room and, without saying a word, began to challenge her to a duel.

Heaven knows how long she fought with Ximiao. Every time she was about to lose consciousness, Ximiao would pinch her white thigh hard, forcing her to wake up.

In the end, when Nozomi, having avenged herself on the swim trunks, left the room satisfied, Arisa was already ravaged beyond recognition, completely devoid of any dignity befitting a demon.

Upstairs, in front of the apartment building, stood Xi Ling, already dressed and carrying her backpack. She skillfully took out the key from her pocket, unlocked the door, and stepped into the cool interior.

As always, when Fanxia was at home, she kept the air conditioner on so powerfully, but she was wearing very little clothing, as if she was very afraid of the heat.

When Fanxia first took him in, he was worried that she might catch a cold.

But judging from the final results, it seems that he himself fell ill more often.

Thinking of this, Ximiao couldn't help but sigh. She slowly sat down on the steps in the entryway, took off her shoes leisurely, and called out towards the living room.

"Fanxia-nee~ I'm back!"

Immediately afterward, he heard hurried footsteps. He turned around and saw Fanxia, ​​who was wearing only a large T-shirt and panties, with her snow-white cleavage attracting a lot of attention, staring at him angrily.

"What's wrong, Fanxia-nee?"

He wondered if he had done anything that would upset Fanxia before he left home today... so why was she making that face?

however.

Fanxia, ​​however, did not give him a chance to continue thinking and stood there, questioning him sharply.

"Why are you so late today? Tell me! Did you go off somewhere fooling around with Arisa again?!"

"..."

Her words had an eerie feel to them, like a stay-at-home wife questioning her husband about whether he was having an affair with another woman, which made Xi Ling pause for a moment.

But Arisa is his girlfriend!

He then realized what was happening and replied somewhat guiltily.

"I went downstairs and sat at Arisa's house for a while... I'm sorry, I didn't tell you beforehand, Honoka-nee."

He now understood that Fanxia was sulking because he had come home so late today.

After all, to avenge the humiliation he suffered in swimming class today, he wanted to hear Arisa beg for forgiveness, so he went downstairs and spent some time and effort on it.

In total, Arisa said "I'm sorry" 37 times, "please let me go" 41 times, and "I'm going to die" 84 times.

This is all thanks to the learning materials that Sister Fanxia gave him before, which taught him many new tricks, all of which he used on Arisa.

then.

In a particularly good mood, after patiently coaxing Honoka-nee to calm down, Nozomi first threw the wet swimsuit, which was in a bag, into the washing machine.

Then he put his schoolbag back in his room before running to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

"What are you eating today?"

Having already forgiven Himo, Honoka, who was returning home so late, curiously went into the kitchen to see what was in the kitchen for dinner.

Then, Ximiao took out a few eggs from the refrigerator, along with pork chops that were already coated in breadcrumbs and egg wash. All she had to do was fry them in hot oil before they were ready to eat.

As for the eggs, they were made into thick omelets, and some chopped cabbage was added to cut through the richness. That completes tonight's dinner.

Having a general idea in mind, Xi Ling told Fan Xia, who was eagerly waiting behind her, about the dishes he had prepared.

Although she really wanted to cook dinner for Ximiao herself, she suppressed the idea after the bloody lessons she had learned from the past, when she almost burned down the kitchen and almost caused Ximiao to die on the spot.

"Hey~ Mio, can I help you?"

"Ok?"

When she heard Honoka ask that question, Nozomi was taken aback for a moment, and then she wondered what simple preparations Honoka could do.

If he were to crack eggs, he was worried that Fanxia would get eggshells in the cracks; and if he were to cut cabbage, he was worried that she would cut her own hand...

For a moment, he couldn't think of anything that Fanxia could do, and was about to refuse her request for help when...

Without realizing it, Xi Ling saw Fan Xia's pitiful eyes, which softened his heart, and then he said something.

"Fanxia, ​​come stand in front of me, I'll teach you how to cut cabbage properly."

"If it's just chopping vegetables... I can do that too."

Seeing how much the boy looked down on her cooking skills, Fanxia subconsciously pouted and muttered under her breath.

"I'm just worried that you might cut your finger, Honoka-nee. As a manga artist, you have to take good care of your fingers."

Although she didn't know if this excuse would work, she felt a little involved and could help, so she obediently listened to Xi Ling and stood in front of him.

Despite the slight height difference, the height difference between Fanxia and him wasn't as outrageous as that between Arisa and him. All he needed was a small stool to stand on, and he could stand behind Fanxia and teach her how to use a kitchen knife.

However, Honoka, who was standing in front of Nozomi, was focused on the boy's warm little hands.

She didn't pay any attention to the techniques that Xi-Liao taught her for cutting vegetables. However, Xi-Liao hadn't realized this yet, thinking that it was just that Fan-Xia hadn't understood.

Soon, Nozomi and Honoka had shredded the half-headed cabbage, washed it again with water, and put it in the refrigerator.

Once Xi-Liao had left behind her, Fan-Xia felt a pang of loss and came back to her senses, looking at Xi-Liao, who was preparing other dishes for dinner, with a strange expression in her eyes.

"Why is the spot where Mio touched me so hot?"

She looked at the back of her hand with some confusion, initially intending to attribute the cause to her own low body temperature.

But whenever she was with Himiko, she would crave the comforting warmth of the boy's body.

After thinking about it for a while without figuring out the reason, Fanxia shook her head. Then, so as not to be told by Mio that she was in the way, she walked out of the kitchen and returned to the living room.

Xiling didn't spend too long making dinner; she simply fried a pork cutlet and made a thick omelet in about five minutes before putting it on a plate.

After placing all the dinner dishes on the living room table, he looked at Fanxia, ​​who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa with her head down as if she was thinking about something, and said...

"You can come and have dinner now, Honoka-nee~"

"Hmm? Okay... I'm coming right now."

Coming to her senses, Fanxia silently walked to the table, sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and took a small bite of the shredded cabbage that she had helped prepare.

It was very crisp and refreshing, and also icy cold, with a very good taste. The thought that she had helped made her feel a little better.

Seeing how happily Fanxia was eating, Ximiao couldn't help but smile, and then she too began to eat her dinner across from her.

After the two of them had finished their satisfying dinner, Ximiao, who had just cleaned up the dishes, was still wiping her hands with a towel.

Meanwhile, on the sofa, Fanxia was holding a rosy apple, taking small bites, while her eyes were fixed on the television.

"Sister Fanxia..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?" she replied, chewing on the apple in her mouth.

Then, Ximiao plopped down on the sofa next to her and said.

"I've always been curious, Honoka-nee, what are all those comics you draw? You've never told me before~"

"what?"

Unexpectedly, Ximiao suddenly asked her about the comics she drew, and she became quite upset.

You should know that the things she drew almost perfectly expressed her personal preferences in certain areas that were buried deep in her heart, preferences that even Xi Ling had never told her.

If he sees her comics, what's the difference between that and her publicly humiliating herself?!

Thinking this way, Fanxia planned to get away with it and said softly.

"If I told you directly, Mio, wouldn't that be boring? These kinds of things are more fun when you discover them yourself, Mio~ Besides, it always feels inexplicably embarrassing to have someone you know see your comics."

"..."

After talking for a long time, Honoka still didn't intend to tell him about the manga.

Hio, who didn't get the answer she wanted, visibly became a little unhappy, but Honoka still showed no intention of giving in.

They sat on the sofa for a while until the evening news on TV ended. Then, Fanxia stood up, stretched, and said...

"Want to take a shower?"

"Ah."

Then, the two of them took their clothes to change into and went into the bathroom one after the other.

He didn't know when it started, but taking a bath with Fanxia every night became his daily routine.

However, he didn't dislike this kind of thing. Who could refuse to take a bath with a sweet and soft older sister and scrub each other's backs?

Anyway, the two of them have already tried countless times what they should and shouldn't do.

When it comes to being honest with each other, Nozomi no longer feels shy like before.

Chapter 87 An Encounter

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