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"Anshu-kun, what's wrong?" Rentaro followed behind the person in charge, looking at Anshu beside him with some confusion.

"Didn't you want to find an Initiator, Rijma-kun?" An Shu replied with a smile, teasing An Tong in his arms.

"You mean..." Rentaro, who was once known as a child prodigy, was of course not stupid and understood what he meant.

The person in charge walking in front turned around and said, "Mr. Anshu, Mr. Lijian, although No. 328 is quite powerful, it is not a very good choice."

She came from the outer area to steal food and was caught by us. She dislikes us ordinary people and has already driven away three or four facilitators. If it weren't for her strength, we would have eliminated her long ago.

"That's just how people protect themselves." An Shu tapped the little girl's nose in her arms, looked at the dimples that appeared when the corners of her mouth turned up, and then pinched her cheeks and laughed.

"Really... Anshu-kun knows her?" Rentaro asked, somewhat puzzled.

"No, but that's how it is for kids in the outer districts."

"Has An Shujun been to the outer districts?"

"No, not yet." An Shu smiled again.

"Sir, do you know her name?" Rentaro asked the person in charge, no longer dwelling on the question.

"Let me think... I think her name is Aihara... Aihara Enju." Because of the girl's special characteristics, the person in charge still remembered her.

It really was her! An Shu smiled.

"Aihara Enju?" Rentaro nodded thoughtfully. He didn't know why, but hearing this name gave him a strange sense of familiarity. He shook his head and said nothing more. They had arrived at their destination.

The person in charge gestured to the employee, asking him to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, the employee flew straight out and was about to hit the person in charge. Fortunately, An Shu, who was nearby, reacted quickly and grabbed the employee's shoulder, put him down, and gestured for him to move away.

At this moment, everyone could finally see the figure behind the door. Her long, pink, flowing hair was disheveled, and the number 328 was printed on the left breast of her white dress. A pair of red eyes, characteristic of the children of obstruction, stared at them with a stubborn look. Her slightly open mouth was panting heavily, and her body was tense, ready to attack.

Rentaro stood there blankly, the feeling of familiarity growing stronger, but he was certain he didn't recognize the girl in front of him.

"Don't move!" shouted the two security guards following behind, raising their guns.

"Wait...wait a minute!" Rentaro stepped forward, spread his arms, and shielded Aihara Enju behind him. He looked at Anshu with a firm gaze, while Aihara Enju behind him was clearly stunned.

Although he didn't speak, An Shu understood the meaning in his eyes. She put An Tong down and patted the person in charge on the shoulder, "Is it possible for my friend to sign a contract with this child?"

The person in charge was taken aback: "That's not a problem, it's just that I don't know if she's willing, and I'm worried about your friend..."

An Shu waved her hand, interrupting him, "It's okay, let's go get the documents done, we'll leave this to them."

She took An Tong's small hand and then said to Rentaro, "Rima-kun, whether Enju-chan is willing to sign a contract with you or not is up to you to talk to her. Tong-chan and I are leaving now, we'll come back to find you later."

"Hmm..." Rentaro responded, looking at Aihara Enju who was staring at him warily.

……

Two hours later, at the entrance of the IISO branch.

“Mr. Anshu, Mr. Lijian, if you have time in the future, you are welcome to come and visit us often.”

The person in charge was in a good mood today. He had resolved a problem and served An Shu well. If he could put in a good word for him when he got back, he might be able to be transferred to headquarters.

"Okay, thank you so much for today. I'm off!" Holding An Tong's hand with one hand and waving the other, she asked Rentaro, who had somehow ended up at Aihara Enju's place, "Rima-kun, Enju-chan, would you like to come to my house for a bit?"

When Lan Yuanyanzhu heard someone calling her, she looked up at the incredibly handsome man not far away, but didn't say anything. She then lowered her head again, looking depressed and dejected.

Rentaro shook his head and declined his offer, "No, I need to settle Enju first, and I also need to go to the hospital to see Kisara-nee later. I'll go next time when I have time."

“Okay, here you go.” An Shu grabbed two candies and threw them over, nodded toward Lan Yuan Yanzhu, winked at Ren Taro, then pulled An Tong and turned to leave.

Rentaro hurriedly took it, watching Anshu's back, his lips twitching slightly. He knew what it meant, but why did he feel like you were so skilled at it?

He scratched his head, sighed, and handed the candy to Aihara Enju: "It tastes good, have a taste."

Lan Yuan Enju reached out and took the candy. Looking at the man she had never met before but felt a sense of familiarity with, she unwrapped the candy and put it in her mouth.

The sweet taste in his mouth brought a rare change to his lifeless expression.

Rentaro was taken aback again when he saw her change in expression, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. After all, she was still just a child...

…………

###Chapter Eleven: Do You Need a Body Pillow?###

(' "I'm back!"

Not hearing a response, An Shu muttered in surprise, "Has Miori-chan not come back yet? Well, Hitomi-chan, go wash your face, I'll go cook."

An Shu patted the little girl's head and went into the kitchen.

A moment later, the door opened again. "I'm back!" Sima Weizhi's voice came from the entrance.

Ignoring her, An Shu asked the little girl, "Hitomi-chan, have you finished eating?"

"Mmm!" The little girl nodded.

"Brother Anshu, why don't you wait for me when you eat?" Sima Weizhi asked with a resentful look, then picked up her bowl and chopsticks and went to the table to eat heartily.

"If we wait for you, you little pig, what will Hitomi and I eat?"

An Shu ignored her gaze, ate another candy, and started clearing the dishes herself. "Remember to wash the dishes later!"

"Ugh." Before she could even swallow the food in her mouth, Sima Weizhi looked up at An Shu and said, "I hate An Shu the most!"

"Haha!" An Shu laughed and carried An Tong to the living room to watch TV.

……

"Why do you always hug Tong-chan, An-shu-gege?" Sima Weizhi asked, poking An Tong's cheek after finishing washing the dishes and entering the living room. Is he really a lolicon?

Wait a minute! He didn't hug me every day when I was the same age as Hitomi.

The little girl in An Shu's arms also curiously raised her head.

"Well..." An Shu rested her chin on the little girl's head and pinched An Tong's cheek. "Tong-chan is so soft, fragrant, obedient, and cute. Why don't you hug her?"

After thinking for a long time without figuring out the reason, he could only express his feelings about holding An Tong and then rubbed the little girl's cheek.

"Brother Anshu, you really are a lolicon, aren't you?" Sima Weizhi stared at him with hopeless eyes.

An Tong blushed.

"Absolutely not!" An Shu pulled Sima Weizhi into his arms, pinched her baby face, and then tested An Tong's hand. "Hmm! Tong-chan is definitely softer."

Sima Weizhi, who was initially startled and blushed, immediately turned pale upon hearing this and bit An Shu's hand that was still pinching her face.

An Shu was taken aback, but didn't feel any pain. She hugged the sulking Sima Weizhi and said, "Be good!"

Sima Weizhi squirmed restlessly, struggling symbolically for a moment before letting go. Her face flushed, she nestled in An Shu's arms, muttering, "Brother An Shu is always like this..."

"Isn't it good?" Looking at her slightly open mouth, An Shu stuffed a candy into it.

"No...it's very good!" Her face grew redder and redder, and she simply buried herself in his arms.

The TV program was coming to an end, and An Shu patted the heads of the two "little pets" in her arms and said, "Let's take Hitomi-chan for a bath. The water is ready. It's getting late. We need to go to the outer area tomorrow."

"Mmm." Sima Weizhi, her face still flushed, stood up, took An Tong's hand, and went into the bathroom.

……

"Are they all asleep?" An Shu, having finished her bath, drank a glass of water and looked at the moon hanging high in the sky outside the window. "Five years doesn't seem like a short time."

He shook his head, glanced at Sima Weizhi and An Tong's bedroom, and went into his own room.

"Huh?" The light coming in from outside, before the lights were on, allowed An Shu to see the blankets wriggling on his bed. He was startled, then yanked them back, revealing Sima Weizhi dressed in a white nightgown. "What are you doing, Weizhi-chan?"

"Shh—" Sima Weizhi blushed and gestured for him to keep his voice down, "Hitomi-chan is sleeping next door."

"What are you doing in my room?" An Shu asked in a low voice.

"Hmm..." Kneeling on the bed, her left hand clutching the hem of her clothes, her right hand clenched into a fist and placed at the corner of her mouth, her baby face, red as if about to bleed, looked around but did not answer.

An Shu was a little puzzled. She walked to the bedside, pulled her cheek, and made a face. "What are you thinking about?"

“Brother An, Brother Anshu…” Sima Weizhi mustered her courage and stared into his eyes.

Looking at the serious-looking older girl, An Shu asked curiously, "Hmm?"

Sima Weizhi reached out, pulled An Shu closer, and kissed him. Then she turned over and pinned him down.

An Shu was completely stunned. Holy crap?! I was pushed around by an older loli?!

What's wrong with this girl today?

Since she wasn't at a disadvantage, An Shu didn't make a move, just stared at her with her eyes open.

Instead, it was Sima Weizhi, who was being stared at, who panicked a little. She knelt on him and buried her head in his chest. "An... Brother Anshu, I... I like you so much..."

"I know, but could you please get off first? I'm feeling really uncomfortable." This guy, who's never been in a relationship and doesn't understand romantic feelings, is destined to be alone forever.

"Huh? Huh? I'm sorry!" Upon realizing she was sitting on his stomach, Sima Weizhi panicked and tumbled off the bed in a fluster.

"Ouch!" She rubbed the back of her head, sitting on the ground looking aggrieved.

"Pfft!" An Shu suppressed a laugh when she saw the resentful look in Sima Weizhi's eyes. She walked over and ruffled her curly hair, which had become messy from the bath. "Are you alright?"

"No, I want Brother Anshu to hold me!" Sima Weizhi puffed out her cheeks and looked at him angrily, stretching out her hands.

"Alright, alright, tsk..." He couldn't help but laugh, picked up Sima Weizhi and carried her to the bedside to sit down, then tapped her on the forehead, "What's wrong with you today, you little rascal?"

Sima Weizhi's gaze darted away for a moment, then, as if she had made up her mind, she asked weakly, "Hey... Brother Anshu, do you... do you need a body pillow?"

"A cushion...that seems like a good idea. Should we go buy one tomorrow?" An Shu tilted her head and thought for a moment before nodding.

"No need to buy it! Brother Anshu, look, look at me..." The voice was so faint that it was barely audible until the very end. If Anshu hadn't been so good at hearing, he wouldn't have heard it at all.

An Shu was taken aback, then sat down next to her, nuzzling her flushed cheeks: "So, Miori-chan wants to sleep with me?"

Sima Weizhi nodded slightly.

"Why are you suddenly thinking like this? Aren't you afraid I'll secretly have sex with you at night?" An Shu asked, puzzled.

"If only you would really do that..." Sima Weizhi muttered softly. Since the beginning of this year, she had hinted at it to him no less than a hundred times. More than half a year had passed, and she didn't know if he was really stupid or just pretending, but he ignored her!

"You're only 15 years old! Miori-chan, where did you get all this nonsense from?"

Is An Shu stupid? Of course not!

"I don't care! Brother Anshu, do you like me or not?" Sima Weizhi was the first to break the ice between her and Anshu.

Looking at the pouting girl, An Shu didn't know what to say. Did she like her? She definitely didn't dislike her! She clearly liked her a lot. Her expression was complicated; she didn't know how to express it. In the end, she sighed and patted her head: "Go to sleep, goodnight!"