In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

Besides his own considerations, he must have been influenced by other external factors as well.

This external factor is called Yukino Yukinoshita.

"High school? If it's high school... I want to go to the school that my parents attended when they were young, which is also the school my sister is attending now."

After discussing the issue of further education with her homeroom teacher and the dean of students that day, during her conversation with Yukino, Chiyo didn't realize anything was amiss and simply expressed her thoughts as if it were just casual conversation.

Although she is not in the country, she continues to exert her influence in another way, making her presence felt.

"Soubu High School, huh..." Kasumigaoka nodded thoughtfully, then smiled easily. With her excellent grades, the entrance requirements for this school were practically nonexistent for her.

"That's good. I remember that Haruno-nee studied at that school." Saeko breathed a sigh of relief. She had been a little worried that Minamoto Chiyo wanted to go to such a high-achieving university, but now she was finally at ease.

As a girl who has focused most of her energy on kendo since childhood, her grades are not top-notch, but they are still among the top 30 in her grade. She has maintained this level for many years, so there is nothing to worry about.

Only Eriri, after checking the school's strict academic requirements for admission on her phone, instantly put on a mask of anguish!

“That’s right.” Gen Chiya picked up a piece of apple and put it in his mouth, then looked at Saeko and Utaha: “Compared to me, you two should make a decision as soon as possible. After all, you are both graduating students. Have you decided which high school you want to go to?”

Saeko acted with composure: "I hadn't decided before, but after hearing what you said, Chiya, I've made my decision. I also want to go to Soubu High School, to be with you, Chiya."

Such a direct statement made even the rather slow-witted Eriri blush and stare at her blankly, not to mention Kasumigaoka and Rikka.

Gen Chiya also seemed somewhat taken aback; he had anticipated Saeko's answer.

But I never expected her to be so blunt in front of so many people.

But Saeko seemed oblivious to the change in atmosphere. The next moment, she gently tilted her head and looked at Minamoto Chiya with tenderness: "I want to fight alongside you in high school, and join forces again to win the championship honors in various kendo tournaments."

call--

There were two people present who breathed a sigh of relief!

The scene that just happened, which resembled a confession, truly frightened them.

They genuinely lacked any confidence that they could defeat Saeko Busujima in a "positive" manner.

If this is true on a mental level, it goes without saying on a physical level as well.

Even if a hundred of them were tied together and faced Saeko, they would only be able to run away with their heads in their hands.

Yuan Qianye smiled slightly: "Okay."

Kasumigaoka then clenched her fist and coughed lightly, "In that case, I'll also go to Soubu High School. We'll be in the same school soon, so please take good care of me then, Saeko."

"Ah!"

Utaha was trying to build a good relationship with Saeko, but Eriri's uncontrollable cold laugh interrupted the emotions she had painstakingly cultivated.

Kasumigaoka squinted at Eriri, controlling her emotions: "What are you laughing at all of a sudden?"

"I thought of something happy."

"What's making you happy?"

"...The heroine in my comic...is pregnant!"

"Pfft, hehe...!"

This time, the famous scene was being recreated before his eyes, and Gen Chiya couldn't help but succumb.

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Volume 1: Chapter 104: Just Family? I Hope So

"Chirp? —"

"Cuckoo-"

At dawn, the sun rises in the east, and its gentle sunlight shines on the earth.

Birds were preening their feathers on the dew-covered telephone poles, their wings flapping occasionally.

In the courtyard of the Yuan family home, Shihua was bending over to tend to the newly purchased flowers.

Because she had just gotten up and there was a fence in the courtyard that blocked the view from outside, she was dressed casually.

She was still wearing the cotton pajamas she wore to bed last night, with minimal exposure, perfectly embodying the style of a cozy home.

However, because of her bending over, her upper body leaned forward and her lower body was raised, outlining a rather full waist and hip curve, coupled with her simply tied up her hair that was draped diagonally across her chest.

However, despite being a high school student, she inexplicably gives off the feeling of a quiet and elegant young woman, exuding a captivating charm.

Among the flowers that Shihua tended to in front of her.

One pot of chrysanthemums stood out, its large, plump petals and delicate, wrinkled textures converging towards the center, where the pink petals, no bigger than a pea, were exquisitely beautiful.

A plump bee, drawn by the alluring fragrance of the flower, landed on the tender stamen. After tentatively probing back and forth for a moment, it then mustered all its strength and burrowed into the most delicate part of the stamen, as if trying to stuff its entire body inside.

Shihua looked at the cute little bee and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, she turned around and looked towards the second-floor balcony.

The balcony was empty.

It's just an illusion...

Shihua tilted her head, looking adorable and not giving it much thought, and continued watering the flowers.

In the room, Yuan Qianye sat on the bed, intending to wait a little while before washing up.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

It is already early July.

Two weeks have passed since we officially moved into our new home.

My stay here can be summed up in two words: comfortable and wonderful!

The whole family is truly grateful to Yuan Qianye for insisting on moving back then.

Putting aside everything else, the days when everyone crowds into one washroom on weekday mornings and school days will never happen again.

The relatively independent spaces on the first and second floors also isolate each other from the disturbances caused by different work and rest schedules.

Yuan Qianye can now practice swordsmanship in his own courtyard, instead of having to run outside to an open space and receive stares from passersby as before.

Shihua no longer needs to move the coffee table and sofa away every time she stretches out.

Because the living room is big enough, she can now even do some simple gymnastic dance moves in the living room.

At the same time.

The spring semester will end in less than a week, and summer vacation will begin.

Liuhua has been particularly excited lately, and she has made a whole series of plans for the upcoming holiday.

I'll invite Eriri to a comic convention so we can try fishing, make butterfly specimens, learn to swim, and so on.

Oh right, we still need to think of a way to increase the number of followers on Qianye's fan account.

This semester, he participated in a relatively low-level kendo competition, and his fan base has grown to over 80,000.

Once a user gains more than 100,000 followers, the platform will award them a verified online badge.

Although it's not a substantial reward, it's still an officially recognized honor that Rikka really wants!

In the morning, when the three of them sat down at the dining table for breakfast, Toka had already taken off her pajamas and changed into casual clothes that she could wear even if she went out.

It wasn't so much that she was being wary, but rather that she felt shy.

Now, facing the increasingly masculine Yuan Qianye, she could no longer simply view him as her sworn brother, just as she had before.

She had heard from Yang Nai that Chiya had cartoon figures circulating in the market, so she secretly bought two of them.

Instead of placing it on the desk, bedside table, or bookshelf, it was pressed into the very back of a drawer.

When she came to her senses, she couldn't figure out what had driven her to do such a thing.

In the end, Hong Wen, who had given up on herself, barely managed to convince herself that she was just supporting her family's business.

Um...that's all...

"How were Mom's prenatal checkup results?" Yuan Qianye asked.

Yesterday was the same as always; Liuhua accompanied her mother to the hospital for a check-up.

"It's fine, everything is normal."

"Is that so? That's good."

"My due date is at the end of October. When the baby arrives, the house will surely be lively."

"My dad's shop is doing so well now that he's planning to open a branch. If that doesn't work out, we'll hire a professional nanny to take care of the baby."

“Mom has hired new staff at her shop, so it can operate normally even when she’s not there, so she seems to still want to manage it herself.”

"Okay, we'll help out whenever we have time."

That's what I think.

During this period, Yuan's father and Runzi's mother's career lines have seen an astonishing increase due to various factors.

By sheer coincidence, the popular meme from the world of anime and manga has recently come true: "Both parents are busy, but you have a sister and a house."

The family hadn't even had a meal together for a while.

Although Chiyo herself did not want her parents to work so hard, they insisted that they were enjoying it.

In particular, one night after moving into the new house, Yuan's father made a special trip to his son's room to have a long talk with him.

He indicated that he would eventually repay the money he had advanced for the house purchase, and that he would work even harder in the future to provide him and the family with better living conditions.

At that time, Yuan Qianye was both amused and exasperated by his father, who had clearly drunk quite a bit. While others would either act crazy or sleep like a log when drunk, his father, on the other hand, became a chatterbox.

He really wanted to tell his dad that he didn't need to care so much, and that he had done everything a father should do so far.

But seeing his resolute attitude, and his tight grip on my hand, he seemed genuinely moved.

Yuan Qianye had no choice but to go along with him and say some cheesy things that still make him cringe when he thinks about them, and that's how he finally managed to get rid of him.

Dad wants to improve himself so much, so let him improve himself. It would be best if he could really rise to prominence and have an outstanding career, so he could become a second-generation rich kid. That way, he wouldn't have to work hard in the future. It would be so comfortable for him to live a decadent life and rely entirely on his father.

Yeah, just kidding.

"Sister, will you be participating in an rhythmic gymnastics competition during the summer vacation?"