Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

[Miura Gensuke: I'm learning.]

[Asano Mio: Sorry...]

Gensuke Miura put down his phone and continued to do the questions.

[Tsukimiya Sakurano: Brother, if you really can't find an audience, then let Airi be the audience. ]

【Tsukimiya Sakurano: She wouldn’t say anything nonsense. 】

[Miura Gensuke: I'm learning.]

[Tsukimiya Sakurano: Is it necessary? There's nothing difficult in high school.]

Gensuke Miura put down his phone and continued to do the questions.

[Hoshizaki Sayo: Gensuke, my cold seems to be getting better. ]

【Miura Gensuke: Have a good rest, baby.】

【Hoshizaki Sayo: So rustic, darling! 】

[Miura Gensuke: I'm studying. The midterm exam is coming up soon. Sayo, please study hard too.]

[Hoshizaki Sayo: Don't let Firo learn this! Please keep an eye on her for me!]

Miura Gensuke didn't put down his phone.

【Miura Gensuke: Xiaoyao, what are you doing? 】

【Xuechuan Haruka: I’m learning.】

[Miura Gensuke: Sorry…]

[Yukawa Haruka: If I don’t do well on the test, I’ll blame my brother for bothering me.]

Miura Gensuke: Hello! Excuse me for interrupting you for a moment!

【Yukawa Haruka: Now it’s two.】

Chapter 177: Trash Trash Trash [42K]

After school.

"President Miura."

"I'd like you to investigate something, is that okay?"

Miura Gensuke, who was doing the questions, raised his head and looked to his side.

She is a petite girl with long chestnut hair, a round face and big eyes. She looks very cute.

"You are……"

"I'm Sakurai Misaki..." the girl answered softly.

Miura Gensuke had some impression of this name.

"I'm the lead singer of Niji Rhythm..." Sakurai Misaki said as she looked at his face with her big eyes, seeming a little disappointed that the other person didn't understand her at all.

"I know you're our school's student band, and you'll be having a performance during the school anniversary." Miura Gensuke twirled his pen, stood up, and walked toward the Reasoning Club's activity room. "Sakurai-san, what do you want me to investigate?"

Since he became the president, fewer students have bothered him to investigate things.

It seems that without him realizing it, an invisible thick barrier has been built between him and ordinary students.

Sakurai Misaki followed him into the activity room: "President Miura, our band's guitarist, Amano Kotone, wants to quit Rainbow Rhythm..."

"Just quit, let her be." Miura Gensuke opened the refrigerator, took out two boxes of juice, and sat on the sofa: "You sit down too."

"Thank you." Sakurai Misaki looked at the steaming juice in front of her and carefully extended her palm. "Although it's rude to investigate others without permission, I really want to know why Kotone suddenly left the band..."

Miura Gensuke inserted the straw into the juice box: "Is there any conflict between you two?"

"No……"

"How can there be no contradiction?" Miura Gensuke frowned.

Even during the honeymoon period, there will be conflicts between young couples.

Not to mention this all-girl high school band.

"There's really no contradiction..." Sakurai Misaki said in a low voice.

"Okay then, I'll go check on her." Miura Gensuke glanced at the Casio his sister had given him: "Has she left school?"

"Not yet."

Just as Miura Gensuke and Sakurai Misaki were figuring out the situation, Yukikawa Haruka pushed open the door of the activity room.

"Sakurai-san, you should go back first." Miura Gensuke stood up with a smile: "I will inform you after I have investigated it thoroughly."

"OK……"

After sending Sakurai away, Miura Gensuke poked Xiaoyao's soft cheek and said, "Keep studying. You must get first place in this midterm exam."

"Hey!" Xiaoyao was frightened and the wheel moved back three centimeters.

"You're the vice president." Miura Gensuke bent down and pinched Xiaoyao's face: "If you don't rank second in the grade, prepare to be dismissed."

"Don't I give you extra lessons? You should be able to keep up."

Xuechuan Haruka put her hands on her hips and said confidently, "I'm a sports student, it's normal for my grades to be bad, meow!"

Hearing this, Miura Gensuke clutched his chest sadly: "Have you reached your rebellious phase?"

"You're actually trying to make your brother angry by imitating someone like Fil."

Xiaoyao raised her foot and kicked him lightly: "Brother Zayu didn't teach Xiaoyao at all."

"That's because Xiaoyao is too stupid."

Xuechuan Haruka kicked him again.

"Okay." Miura Gensuke lay down on the sofa and covered his face with a pillow. "Everyone says that the first thing a lame person does after recovering is to throw away his crutches. Xiaoyao is going to throw away his brother too."

Xiaoyao silently stood up with the help of the sofa, and then lay on Miura Gensuke's body: "Xiaoyao will not throw away the trash brother."

"It's obviously my brother's fault..."

"What did I do wrong?" Miura Gensuke moved the pillow away and looked into Xiaoyao's purple eyes.

After blinking, Xuechuan Haruka gently touched Miura Gensuke's forehead.

The faint milky scent of the girl and the subtle warmth of her breath gently fell on Miura Gensuke's face.

Just three centimeters away, their lips would touch.

"Brother...what was that girl talking to you about just now?"

"They said the guitarist of their band quit, and asked me to investigate."

Xiaoyao gently rubbed Miura Gensuke's cheek with her silver eyelashes: "I also want to investigate with my brother."

"Hmm..." Miura Gensuke thought about the scene: himself pushing a wheelchair to follow Amano Kotone.

It seems easy to be discovered...

"Brother?" Xiaoyao blushed and held Miura Gensuke's face: "Can I?"

"Can……"

"You wanted to do something weird with Xiaoyao, so you agreed so quickly, right? Perverted brother~"

"Hey! Stop it!"

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——Tracking the dividing line of Kotone Amano

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Three hours later.

Xiaoyao, lying on Miura Gensuke's bed, was reviewing her textbook half-heartedly: "Brother, tracking is useless..."

"The other party was just working outside and then went home."

Looking at Xiaoyao's swaying jade feet, Miura Gensuke shook his head slightly: "At least it shows that her family doesn't have much money, so it's not a complete loss."

"Maybe he quit the band because he had to work to earn money."

"I see..." Xuekawa Haruka raised her head and found that the other person was staring at her feet.

The girl's pretty face flushed slightly as she buried her head in the pillow.

"Brother...give me a massage..."

"Okay." Miura Gensuke sat on the bed, close to the girl's petite body.

The white socks wrapped around her slender calves made her look very cute.

This is a popular style recently.

“It’s very cute.”

"Perverted brother, always likes to praise these weird things..."

Gensuke Miura slowly put his hand into the edge of her socks, and the soft touch of the socks fabric and the warmth of the girl's skin were immediately intertwined.

He gently pulled down her socks, revealing her fair and delicate skin.

After completely taking off the socks, Miura Gensuke gently held Xiaoyao's ankles and began to massage the soles of her feet: "Xiaoyao, do you want your brother to help you apply some nail polish?"

"don't want……"

"why?"

"Why do you want to apply it?"

"It feels like it will be cuter." Miura Gensuke pinched the girl's calf.

"Perverted brother..."

"Forget it, I'm not a pervert."

"Brother... he's been staring at Xiaoyao's body with lustful eyes."