Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

"Visiting a stocking factory?" Miura Gensuke scratched his head.

"No, we're going to visit a clothing company." The principal shook his head. "But stockings just happen to be Grace's main business."

Grey Butterfly is the name of a stocking company, and it's quite famous.

"Then let's take a tour." Miura Gensuke had no objection.

The principal is right. Stockings are just a type of clothing, nothing special.

"Okay, then let's visit a week before school starts," the principal set the date. "That way, it won't affect the students' holiday plans."

After that, Miura Gensuke held a brief meeting in the student union to convey the principal's arrangements and assign the work to each department.

"Let's adjourn the meeting. Have a happy holiday everyone."

Gensuke Miura pushed Haruka Yukawa back to the reasoning club's activity room.

Mio and Sayo were discussing the styles of yukata, but when they saw Miura Gensuke come in, they stopped talking and just looked at him with blushing faces.

After all, wearing a beautiful yukata at the summer festival is one of every girl's wishes.

Just like a wedding dress, of course you have to keep it a secret before you wear it in front of your boyfriend.

Otherwise there would be no surprises.

"Then..." Miura Gensuke planned to take everyone to a sumptuous dinner to celebrate the arrival of summer vacation.

"See you on July 7th, Gensuke!" The eldest lady kissed Miura Gensuke with a blush, then pulled Mio away.

Is there a conspiracy? Or a surprise...

Miura Gensuke felt a little itchy in his heart.

"Brother, I want to do the same..." Yukawa Haruka simply left her wheelchair and went after Sayo and Mio.

So, there was only one person and one cat left in the Reasoning Department.

Miura Gensuke opened the refrigerator and said, "Feilu, eat everything in the refrigerator."

During the summer vacation, the refrigerator here will of course not be used.

"Hehe meow." Feilu immediately started to eat voraciously.

At this time, many students have already left school with their backpacks.

Miura Gensuke suddenly felt a little emotional. Time flies...

In the blink of an eye, a semester has passed.

However, these little melancholies soon dissipated.

If he goes to watch the fireworks at the summer festival, he will of course wear a handsome yukata.

I might as well go work in a yukata shop tomorrow.

At this time, business is definitely very hot.

"There are so many drinks, meow... Feilu can't drink any more, meow..."

"Philu, are you going to the summer festival?"

"No, meow. Feilu is going to do a live broadcast that day to cheat poor Cat's Paw Candy out of her money, meow. Because Cat's Paw Candy can only stay at home and rot no matter what festival it is, meow."

What a nasty cat...

Chapter 233 Crying Sister

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After bringing the necessary things home from school, Miura Gensuke lazily lay in the bathtub and enjoyed the massage service.

The bathtub chosen by the young lady is really useful.

"younger brother!"

Not long after he had been soaking in the bath, Tsukimiya Sakurano smiled and pushed the door open and entered his bathroom.

Startled, Miura Gensuke stood up instinctively.

Tsukimiya Sakurano's cheeks turned red: "Brother, what are you doing? Why are you so scared when you see your sister?"

"Of course I'm thinking about my sister..."

Miura Gensuke lay back down in the bathtub. "I thought my sister would wait until the summer festival to see me."

"Actually, I've already picked out my yukata."

Tsukimiya Sakurano smiled and winked: "Besides, it was my sister who asked them not to see you these days."

"Because I want to spend a few days alone with you."

After taking off her clothes, the coquettish Sakurano also lay in the bathtub, her thick long hair spread out like ink, and her snow-white skin was stained light pink due to the heat.

Miura Gensuke took the opportunity to hug her.

Some beautiful women who are scheming are not annoying, they just make him feel more adorable.

"Gensuke." Tsukimiya Sakurano gently held his hand, her voice becoming even gentler: "I've been busy all day, but when you hold me, I don't feel tired at all."

Miura Gensuke's breath gently brushed against Sakurano's ear. He rubbed his cheek against her neck and said, "Sakurano smells so good... I can't get enough of it."

Tsukimiya Sakurano turned her face slightly, brushed her fingertips through his hair, and said with an indulgent smile: "Then come closer."

She adjusted her position slightly, her lips brushing against his.

At the moment their lips and teeth touched, Sakurano suddenly bit him lightly.

Miura Gensuke tasted a very light fishy sweetness, but he did not loosen his hands around her waist, but instead tightened them a little.

"I'm sorry." Sakurano raised her hand and stroked his cheek, her fingertips gently brushing the corner of his lips. The smile in her eyes was mixed with a bit of inexplicable attachment, "I just suddenly wanted to bite you."

Miura Gensuke buried his face in the crook of her neck, his voice muffled: "Being bullied by my sister like this, I can't seem to get angry at all."

Sakurano smiled and said nothing more. She just raised her hand and patted his back gently, as if comforting a docile little animal.

As the steam in the bathroom gradually dissipated, Tsukimiya Sakurano was so tired that she was too lazy to even move her fingers. Miura Gensuke carried her back to the bedroom and placed her on the repaired bed.

She turned sideways, wrapped her weak arms around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and said in a nasal voice: "Gensuke..."

She raised her hand and turned off the bedside lamp, and in the dim light, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

"Wow... I really love you so much..."

"It seems... I can't leave you anymore..."

Her voice gradually began to sob, and her tiny sobs scratched people's hearts like a kitten's paws: "Brother... Gensuke..."

As she spoke, she bit his chest gently again.

"I like you... not because you saved me..."

"From my heart to my bones, I've already been yours..."

Warm tears slid down her cheeks, soaking the collar of his shirt, making it hot.

Miura Gensuke listened to her suppressed crying and suddenly felt his nose sore.

Most people are lonely throughout their lives, like a solitary island adrift at sea. It's a blessing to meet someone who shares your heart and be enveloped in such passionate love. The fulfillment and joy that well up in my heart are beyond words.

He raised his hand and gently stroked her long hair, his fingertips brushing her wet cheeks. He hugged her tighter, then lowered his head and placed a soft kiss on the top of her head: "Sakurano..."

His voice was choked a little: "I think... I feel like crying too."

"You're totally laughing..."

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The next day.

The first day of the holiday officially begins.

However, Miura Gensuke and Tsukimiya Sakurano will not wake up until noon.

Miura Gensuke was too lazy to get up and just wanted to lie comfortably in Sakurano's arms.

"Gensuke..." Tsukimiya Sakurano's voice had a cute nasal tone.

After lying quietly in bed for an hour, Miura Gensuke got out of bed and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

After washing up, the two of them stayed together again.

"Brother." Tsukimiya Sakurano looked at their interlocked hands and said, "Let's go out together. I'll help you pick out a yukata."

"No, I want to choose for myself."

"But I want to help you choose..."

Miura Gensuke yawned and said, "No."

"Hmph...it's up to you then." Tsukimiya Sakurano lay on Miura Gensuke's legs angrily.

Just as the two were arguing on the sofa, the door of the apartment was suddenly pushed open.

"Gensuke-nyan!"

The cat, wearing a baseball cap, stood with her hands on her hips, looking unfriendly.

"Brother, how many people have the key to your apartment..."

Miura Gensuke was also a little confused: "Feilu, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to help you make a lot of money, meow!"

"Make a lot of money?" Miura Gensuke looked at Feilu sitting opposite him.

She took off her cap and shook her cat ears: "That's right, meow!"

"It definitely makes more than a part-time job, meow!"

Miura Gensuke was not tempted at all. Filu's intelligence was limited to making money from cat paw candies. He would definitely not make any money by following her.

"Gensuke-nyan, be a virtual anchor with Feilu-nyan!"