The Otherworld Card Collector

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However, your anxious and excited look doesn't seem like you are trying to fulfill your promise.

Matou Shirou hinted at something.

"I already showered at the gym."

"It's okay. I've already filled the bathtub with hot water for Brother-sama."

Guangliu Lingxia seemed not to understand the implication of Matou Shirou's words, and her eyes were full of smiles.

"Taking a bath is a form of relaxation, which is different from taking a bath to cleanse the body."

"If you were as smart as me in studying, your mother wouldn't have asked me to help you with your studies."

"Uh~"

Guangliu Lingxia couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Unlike a big shot like Matou Shirou who consistently ranks around seventh in the school in exams, Mitsuru Suzuka is just an unknown person who barely reaches the middle level in her class. Her performance has declined recently because she keeps trying to sell her unsold milk to her brother. So after being scolded by her parents, she smiled and wanted Matou Shirou to give her extra lessons.

Originally, Guangliu Lingxia thought that Matou Shirou would refuse.

After all, his brother definitely doesn't look like the type who would easily agree to something.

However, in fact, after hearing this, Shirou Matou nodded without hesitation and agreed.

This was totally beyond Guangliu Lingxia's expectations.

And now, after ignoring her actions, Matou Shirou took out his cell phone and looked at it without changing his expression, and said.

"One hour."

"In an hour, I'll provide you with targeted, systematic instruction based on your last quiz results. This will help you master the relevant knowledge points as quickly as possible so you can achieve good grades on the upcoming midterm exam."

No, brother!

Could you please not say these things that spoil the fun when we are having a deep conversation?

Guangliu Lingxia pouted with some resentment.

She just didn't understand why anyone would like someone as self-centered and eccentric as Shirou Matou!

Oh, it seems to be her.

That's okay~

Guangliu Lingxia increased the speed of pile driving.

Although this may seem like a bit of a reversal of roles, Shirou Matou is indeed the one sitting still.

The one who moved most violently was Mitsuyu Suzuka, who was hugging him like an octopus.

The happiness progress bar is rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a roller coaster.

Shirou Matou looked at the kitchen window and felt that it faced the street. If someone looked in from the door, they would be able to see everything.

Is this good?

This is not good.

Shirou Matou had no interest in exposing his private life to others, and he did not have an exhibitionist fetish, so he stood up.

"Hey, Brother-sama?"

"I just remembered I was halfway through watching the new anime."

"so?"

"Let's each have our own fun."

Shirou Matou was wearing the light-flowing Suzuka, but his steps were still steady.

When going up the stairs, he felt Guang Liu Lingxia holding him tighter. After all, if he accidentally fell down at this time, he would get hurt.

But in fact, she didn't need to worry, because Shirou Matou was holding her hips with one hand while holding the escalator with the other hand.

And to be honest, if she accidentally slipped, the one who would be hurt the most would be him, Shirou Matou.

A sprained corpus cavernosum is no joke. If it’s serious, it can cause massive bleeding and shock!

Shirou Matou is a man of great skill and courage.

I returned to the bedroom, closed the curtains, clicked on the computer screen, and then the sound of anime appeared.

Shirou Matou sat on the edge of the bed. The "noise" drowned out the sound of water, but he still composed an hour-long piece with the help of bone conduction, just like Mr. Beethoven, with five soprano and two bass movements.

Feeling a little tired.

Shirou Matou had already surpassed the feeling of a little boy who first tasted Wushan Rain Cloud and became addicted to its taste.

But this does not affect his thinking and actions.

After dealing with the odor in the room and ventilating it, he took out the Guangliu Lingxia in-class test paper that he had studied carefully yesterday.

“History has nothing to say.”

Maybe it's because you don't know what to say, Onii-sama.

Guangliu Lingxia, who was lying limp on the bed, covered her mouth with her hands and chuckled mischievously.

She knew that although Shirou Matou ranked seventh in the school, his history grades seriously lagged behind.

Of course, this is only true when compared with Shirou Matou's test scores in other subjects.

If his history grades were better, Shirou Matou would be able to compete for the top spot in the school.

After all, the scores among the top ten students in the school are very close, and a fluctuation of a few points may change the order.

"By analogy, Brother is so good in other subjects, but why can't he improve in history?"

Guangliu Lingxia was very confused.

She clearly remembered that Matou Shirou could easily recite the history of the neighboring Celestial Empire, which meant that her brother definitely had a good memory. History was a subject that could be memorized by rote, so you could usually get a high score, but the score wouldn't be outstanding...

"Are you resisting learning?"

Girl, you finally got the truth right.

But that doesn't change the fact that you'll be wearing a mask of pain for the next two hours.

You know, the most tortured people in school are not the top students, nor the poor students, but the students with average grades.

The former is not afraid of learning, and the latter is not afraid of learning either.

Only students of middle level can't reach the top students in front, and dare not lie down at the bottom of the sea like the poor students in the back. They also have to shoulder the earnest expectations of their parents, so they can only bite the bullet and continue to swim in the ocean of learning.

It’s only two hours, why does it feel like a year?

Guangliu Lingxia, who had learned a lot of knowledge, felt dizzy.

Upon seeing this, Matou Shirou hummed softly and spoke slowly.

"Just lie down on the bed for a while. I'll give you a study plan based on your study progress over the past two hours."

Shirou Matou sat on the chair, confident in his thoughts, and wrote without hesitation.

He won't be perfunctory about this matter.

Although Guangliu Lingxia voluntarily made breakfast, lunch (bento) and dinner for him, he did not take it for granted. He simply did not take the initiative, nor did he refuse.

So even without the psychological pressure of taking responsibility, Shirou Matou was still mentally prepared to do something for Mitsuru Suzuka if necessary.

For example, tutoring;

In the future, if there is anything that requires his involvement, he will help as much as he can as long as it does not touch his bottom line.

After finishing his improvement plan for the next month, Matou Shirou turned around and looked at the octopus who was hugging his 2D beautiful girl's life-size pillow as if he were hugging himself, and expelled him with a normal expression.

"It's almost ten o'clock in the evening. You should go home, Lingxia."

However, after hearing this, Guangliu Lingxia remained unmoved. She then cautiously met Matou Shirou's gaze and moaned softly.

"Brother, I told Mom I would be staying over at a friend's house tonight."

Matou Shirou immediately understood what he meant.

Chapter 11 An Interlude on the Tram

He understood and said nothing.

This is the default, and it is also the clarion call for the second battle.

When he woke up the next day, Shirou Matou opened the 'Octopus', picked up his phone and sighed.

"The alarm clock couldn't wake me up either."

The time displayed on the phone is not far from class time.

In this case, even if you go to school with the attitude of running a marathon, you will not be able to catch up.

The only option is to take the tram.

Shirou Matou quickly calmed down and woke up Mitsuru Suzuka.

"Brother, I don't want to get up. Please ask for leave for me."

"If you don't want your mother to spank you with a clothes-fork, go back to sleep."

Shirou Matou did not force it, but simply stated rationally the consequences of staying in bed.

Upon hearing this, Guangliu Lingxia immediately got up.

When I was a student, I was very afraid of my parents and teachers.

"Just milk and toast this morning."

"Ah."

"By the way, your underwear and school uniform were washed and dried last night and are now on the sofa downstairs. Just go over and put them on. I'll help you close the curtains."

"Uh-huh."

"I already prepared the toiletries last night, including a pink face towel and a green toothbrush. As for the toothpaste, I'd like to use mine. Is that okay with you?"

"No no!"

On the contrary, she was so happy that she could use the same toothpaste as Matou Shirou.

"Indirect kissing is awesome!"

To be honest, I have had close contact with my brother, but I have never kissed him.

I really don’t know how to put this.

Obviously, kissing is the second step in falling in love, and in-depth communication is the third step, right?

But after holding hands, she skipped the second step and went straight to the third step. It was really enough.

and;

"Brother, we are..."

"Don't talk, get up quickly."

Shirou Matou decisively interrupted Guangliu Suzuka's spell.

Guang Liulingxia did not feel depressed or aggrieved after hearing this.