Reborn in Tokyo, but my sister is Dai Wei

The darkness gave the socially phobic girl courage, and this time she agreed in a low voice without hesitation.

"It's good that I didn't sleep... What do you think of Chengjun?"

Hongxia turned over, her beautiful ruby eyes full of curiosity.

(How should I answer this question...)

Because of her social phobia, this was the first time Goto Ichiri was asked this kind of question. As she rarely expresses her opinions, she was inevitably a little hesitant.

"…Is it because of what Hirasawa-san said today?"

In the darkness, another lively voice sounded. It was the lively girl Kita, who was also awake.

It turns out that except for Makoto Hirasawa, no one else was asleep!

It was late at night and in this very enclosed place, some words that had been silent in my heart for a long time and that I wanted to say but had nowhere to say seemed to begin to stir.

Goto Ichiri hesitated for a moment: "Hirasawa-san is a very good person..."

Hongxia continued to ask: "Won't Pochi-chan be jealous of what he said?"

"...In fact, it is enough to just watch him silently from behind."

Hongxia and Kita were both stunned.

Why does it sound a bit like the words of a victim?

Volume 1: Chapter 119: The God of Toilet War

The milky white full moon was bright, and soft light poured down like a weave, covering the entire Lake Motosu with a hazy veil. Even the desolate feeling on the beautiful face of the blue-haired girl seemed softer under the moonlight.

"Actually, if you want to go to the toilet, just go over there and go straight up."

Seeing Yamada Ryo leading him deeper into the woods, Hirasawa Makoto reminded.

Yamada Ryo had a blank expression on his face, and his sneakers made rhythmic clicking sounds as they stepped on the soft, moist soil and fallen leaves.

Maybe he has something to say, or he wants to go out and relax.

Hirasawa Makoto understood, but when his eyes fell on the girl's thin shirt, he couldn't help frowning:

"Idiot, since you're planning on taking a walk, then wear something thicker before you go out. Do you, Weird One, want to have another fever?"

He took off his windbreaker and put it on Yamada Ryo. The warm feeling startled the girl, who had been keeping her head down with an expressionless face, and then she smiled slightly.

Yamada Ryo held up two fingers: "+2."

What plus 2?

"It's Favorability +2," Yamada Ryo lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, as if he was calculating seriously, "...If Monster No. 50 does this more times, he can unlock the ○CG."

As they talked, the two had already entered the woods. The dense treetops blocked the moonlight, and the sudden dim environment made the two unconsciously get closer.

Ping Zecheng was no longer surprised by Xie Liang's sudden accelerator pedaling, and he just asked curiously:

"So what is the full favorability?"

"The full favorability is 100."

Hearing the girl's nasal tone, Makoto Hirasawa stopped and helped the girl, who had her hands in her pockets, to zip up her jacket. Yamada Ryo cooperated and stopped, allowing Makoto Hirasawa's hand to pull the zipper all the way up until the back of his hand touched her chin.

"...So, the favorability is now 0?"

Yamada Ryo nodded: "Because of the harem of Monster No. 2, the favorability has been reset to zero."

If it was really cleared, the girl would definitely delete all contact information like she did before leaving the band and leave quietly, instead of taking the initiative to ask him out for a walk and telling him about this matter like she is doing now.

Walking side by side with Yamada Ryo, Hirasawa Makoto was thinking silently. Although it was a little unbelievable, a seemingly reasonable explanation popped into his mind - the girl was just expressing her dissatisfaction in this way.

The reasons for dissatisfaction are jealousy and suspicion of his motives. The sentence "make ○CG" just now is obviously a hint at this matter.

This is no wonder. As a weirdo herself, Yamada Ryo is actually much more accepting of harem than other girls. She hates "a person who is in love with her just for sex" even more, and Hirasawa Makoto, who is carrying butter, seems to be after the body.

Could it be that Yamada Ryo really, maybe, probably, almost... has a little bit of affection for him?

As we all know, among the three major illusions in life, the illusion that she likes me ranks first.

"I'm sorry for being a playboy...but I like the girl named Yamada Ryo, not just the body of the pretty blue-haired girl.

I like every bit of her: her way of doing things her own way, her cute smile, and the way she hides her emotions under her expressionless face.

It’s just that I like a lot of people, but I swear I will treat everyone well with my true feelings.”

Yamada Ryo slowly stopped, his blue hair swaying slightly, his golden eyes blinking, and he suddenly laughed:

"Poor, weirdo number two. If you hadn't added that last sentence, your speech would have been perfect..."

She turned around and tilted her head to signal him to follow. Seeing that he was still standing there in a daze, she simply grabbed him.

Feeling the cold temperature on the back of his hand, Hirasawa Makoto reversed his grip and wrapped Yamada Ryo's hand in his palm:

"So...what happens after that?"

"You've barely passed..." The girl didn't even turn her head, but said in an extremely cheerful tone, "Now the favorability level is back to above friends, but not yet in love."

(Compared to me and Pochi, the seemingly gentle Hongxia is the one with the most difficulty.)

Yamada Ryo added silently in his heart.

(It is better to let him solve such a difficult problem.)

"Where to go now?"

"I told you to go to the bathroom with me."

After a while.

Hirasawa Makoto's delighted expression turned into shock.

"You mean, let me go into the ladies' room with you?"

"…The lights inside were broken, and we didn't have our phones, so we had no way to illuminate the room."

Yamada Ryo turned her head away, a hint of unnaturalness flashed across her beautiful eyes, and her earlobe, which was pressed under her hair, felt a little hot.

He turned his head. The dark bathroom entrance did look a bit scary. After hesitating for a moment, he asked again:

"Is there anyone inside?"

"No."

"How did Weirdo No. 2 know that?"

"My guess."

"..."

Yamada Ryo puffed out his chest proudly: "In a desolate mountain like this, not to mention people, even ghosts would..."

Before she finished speaking, she covered her mouth vigilantly. It seemed that Xieliang also knew that flags should not be set randomly.

In the end, Makoto Hirasawa went in.

In the darkness, Yamada Ryo hid behind Hirasawa Makoto and grabbed his collar carefully.

"You want me to be the first one? This is my first time in the women's restroom."

Yamada Ryo lowered his voice: "Because Weird Man No. 2 said it himself, his eyesight is very good and he can see the environment clearly."

Hirasawa Makoto said speechlessly: "I can't possibly have to help you sit on the toilet, right?"

"…If possible, by all means."

It must be a ghost!

After the girl walked into the compartment, Hirasawa Makoto closed the door and locked himself outside.

After a moment, the sound of flushing was heard.

Yamada Ryo opened the door calmly:

"To actually listen to the beautiful girl's shushing voice, Weird Guy No. 2 is really disqualified."

Makoto Hirasawa: "If Ryo doesn't want to have a baby, you'd better not say weird things before you return to the tent."

Suddenly thinking of what happened during the last camping trip, to some extent, he could be considered the God of Toilet Wars.

Inside the tent, the three girls ended their night talk after reaching a consensus.

…………

A day of camping passed in a flash, and when he returned to his home, Makoto Hirasawa felt that the spacious single-family house was particularly familiar.

Sure enough, the greatest benefit of camping is that the contrast between the damp tent and the warm house makes people cherish the present moment more!

After packing up and returning to the room, Hirasawa Makoto discovered something special:

"Wait, why are my sheets and bedding changed?"

If I remember correctly, the previous set was only replaced less than a week ago, so there was no need to clean it.

Just as I was wondering, the sound of bare feet stepping on the floor suddenly rang out.

Click.

The door, unable to bear the weight, was violently pushed open again. Dai Wei held up her phone, her face flushed with excitement:

"Makoto-chan, you're hot!"

Volume 1: Chapter 120: It’s all caused by lust

ins, an app that almost every Japanese girl has, is as common as Weibo in the previous life.

After playing the video that Kita had simply edited, Hirasawa Makoto stared in a daze at the number of fans that had jumped from a few hundred to five thousand.

"I thought it was funny at the time, so I just took a photo. I didn't expect it to go viral."

This classic sentence can really represent Hirasawa Makoto's mentality at this moment.

Dai Wei lay beside him, shaking her white and tender feet, unable to stop smiling proudly:

"It's only been one night, and this tweet already has 20,000 likes and over 300 comments... Makoto-chan has become a big star!"

Having said that, why is there no movement from the band?

Hirasawa Makoto thought about it for a moment and then felt relieved.

Because of the intensive surfing of the Internet, Kita's battery ran out before Mrs. Yamada picked them up to take them back to Tokyo. In the end, she had to borrow Hongxia's power bank that was running out of power to make it until she got home. Under such circumstances, she probably didn't open Instagram.

The same is true for the other girls.

"Well, although Makoto-chan is handsome in the video, he's still not as good-looking as he is in real life."

Dai Wei was still watching the video over and over again. Suddenly, he looked up as if he remembered something:

"Oh, right, You went out to buy groceries, and said that he wanted to celebrate in the evening~"

"Is this so..."

Seeing that Hirasawa Makoto was hesitant to speak, Dai Wei tilted her head:

"what happened?"

"I just want to ask why You changed my bed sheets and quilts. I remember they didn't need to be changed or washed."

Hirasawa Makoto grabbed the cloth on the bed and looked at Dai Wei with calm eyes, and the latter couldn't help but shrink his neck guiltily.

"I don't know. It's so weird!"

Hirasawa Makoto grabbed Dai Wei's arms as she tried to escape, hinting at something:

"You told me yesterday that you stayed in my room for the whole afternoon."

"Sister, you don't know anything~"

Dai Wei struggled for a few times, then gave up and buried her head in the quilt, muffled. Her short chestnut hair could not cover her rosy earlobes. The loose home clothes slipped a little due to the friction, revealing the girl's snow-white neck and shoulders.

Denial was useless. He fixed Dai Wei's hands behind her back and controlled them with one hand. Hirasawa Makoto began to reason:

"First of all, You said you locked the door, so if you don't want You to know, you must be doing something that makes you feel guilty!"

Dai Wei began to shake his head desperately, and his small feet almost kicked Ping Ze Cheng's chest: "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen!"

Paji~