Daily life in Zongman

Yuzuru sat on his sister's bed, and after listening to his sister Nazuru's choked speech for a long time, his head was full of questions. What time travel? What about having many wives? What about her being ordinary and he definitely wouldn't like her? What the hell was all this?

In the end, Yuzuru came to the conclusion: his sister read too many comics. Is this what adults call "chuunibun"?

But she certainly couldn't say that to her sister, so the gentle Yuzuru used a highly emotionally intelligent method of shifting the blame.

"Sister, what are you thinking about? If you have any questions, why don't you ask Brother Fujiwara tomorrow? I don't think Brother Fujiwara is that kind of person."

"Go to sleep, silly sister, don't let your imagination run wild. Go ask Brother Fujiwara yourself tomorrow."

It's done. Let Fujiwara-kun deal with the middle sister. Maybe their relationship will become better?

Yuzuru, I am so smart!

If she hadn't started junior high school and didn't have a cell phone, she would have wanted to record a video and send it directly. Her shy sister was really stupid. Before, when she wanted to find Fujiwara brother to ask him indirectly at home, she was always warned by her sister covering her mouth.

Stupid sister, there's no hope.

The partition curtain was drawn again, and Yuzuru returned to his other half of the space to sleep.

After being taught a lesson by Yuzuru, Glass slowly stopped sobbing.

In fact, she doesn't ask for much. She just wants to establish a better relationship with her beloved and have a place in his life.

The weak and inferior Nishimiya Shoko is extremely docile. She just wants to have a place in my heart and has never thought about making too many demands.

I've just read too many comics about time travel to other worlds, and I've noticed that the heroines are all more impressive than the last, full of cuteness and impressive identities, like princesses or saints. Glass, with her low self-esteem, feels like she's just a regular girl from the Newbie Village, nothing compared to the female characters in the comics.

She felt completely ruined. She had been through a lot today, her mind was in a mess and her emotions were out of control.

After being taught a lesson by her sister Yuzuru, Glass stopped sobbing, but her head was still a little confused.

She lay on the bed, thinking for a long time.

In the middle of the night, she got up, went to the table, and opened the gift box.

Inside was a familiar set of flowers, a delicacy, and a bracelet.

The style of the bracelet was very familiar to her, a style she had seen many times.

Delicate silver chains connect four four-leaf clovers, and the simple structure is topped with lustrous emerald gemstones. The intertwined four-leaf clovers symbolize a life of luck.

The four-leaf clover emerald on the bracelet should be real.

Nishimiya Glass carefully removed the four-leaf clover bracelet she had been wearing. It was already a bit worn out. After all, it was just an ordinary accessory from an ordinary jewelry store, plain and without any precious materials.

She took out a jewelry box and put the bracelet away properly.

She wanted to preserve it.

This was the first New Year's gift she had received since they met, from her best friend, the person she loved most.

After putting on the new four-leaf clover bracelet, Glass made a decision.

Let her study hard first, at least, once she is a little closer, she will have the courage to ask and the courage to approach.

The timid Glass wants to get closer, catch up, and ask her beloved after she has some courage.

Can I have a little space?

That’s all Glass requires.

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81. The wanderer returns home, a comfortable embrace

Standing at the door, Fujiwara Haru did not take out the key or knock on the door.

He's grown a lot taller now, his appearance has changed a bit, and his voice has changed a bit, which makes him a little worried. And he's been away for a year, and he wonders if something bad has happened at home. No, no, it's only been an afternoon, and there shouldn't be anything wrong at home.

Tired of being close to home?

Fujiwara Haru wasn't quite sure what he was feeling right now. Anyway, he stood at the door, took a deep breath, and then opened the door.

Mingming had been waiting at the door for a long time, but when he spoke, his voice was dry: "I'm back."

Xue No Shendong, who was sitting on the sofa reading, put down her book and looked over. She had no doubts and said as usual: "Welcome home~Qingjun~Dinner is ready~"

Then she noticed something unusual and said nervously, "Qingjun, why is your school uniform torn and your hair messy? Is anyone bullying you?!"

The first things she noticed were his tattered clothes and messy hair, and she became concerned about them. She didn't see the change in his body shape as noticeable; no matter how much he changed, he was still her good child.

"No one bullies me, don't worry, Sister Shendong. I've just been wearing this school uniform for too long." The dry voice gradually returned to normal.

Stepping into the entrance hall, changing shoes and entering the house, Fujiwara Haru felt safe and relaxed. He glanced around with nostalgia.

On the wooden shelf beside him, there are some handmade artworks, some of which he made and some of which he bought. In the middle is a photo of the two of them.

On the refrigerator nearby, there are several sticky notes with recipes Shen Dong wants to make after watching videos. She takes them with her every Monday when she goes to stock up on ingredients, and then cooks the dishes she wants to try the following week. Sometimes they're delicious, sometimes they're terrible. When they're terrible, Shen Dong always says that the person who taught her must have made a mistake, so she didn't make any mistakes.

On the kitchen table, there was a steaming dinner, five dishes and a soup, quietly waiting for him to come home.

There is also the bookshelf in the living room, the green plants in the corner, and Sister Shendong sitting in the corner of the sofa.

It built the place he missed the most: home.

Fujiwara Haru really wanted to go home. From the second day in the apocalyptic world, when he woke up in the library in the early morning, he had been missing and reminiscing.

For the first time, the playful and adventurous child realizes the importance of home, and also realizes for the first time that going out for adventure is not always a happy thing.

And now, he is finally back.

With a relaxed smile on her face, Fujiwara Haru took the initiative to say: "Sister Shendong, let me tell you, I'm going to another world this afternoon!~"

"Eh? Going to another world?"

"Really? I spent a year there, and I grew a lot taller. A lot of interesting things happened, too. I wrote them all down in my diary. I'll tell you about them later."

"Hmm..." Yukino Shindong put her index finger to her lips, thought for a while, then reached out and patted the sofa beside her: "Qingjun, come and sit here first."

She had no real feeling about going to another world, and she didn't know what happened exactly. She just stayed at home all afternoon, reading, cooking, and waiting for her children to come home.

But she believed in him, unconditionally.

Xue No Shen Dong first clasped her hands together and held the pendant on her wrist. After a noticeable airflow converged, the ice crystal pendant became brighter and more lustrous.

Then she opened her arms and hugged him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Haru-kun. Welcome home~"

She didn't ask any questions and didn't have any doubts, but just gently accepted the wanderer's return home.

It’s an indescribable feeling. The moment I was hugged, the world became quiet.

I haven't been hugged by anyone for a long time...

A warm feeling enveloped me, soft breathing sounded in my ears, and my back was gently stroked, soothing me as I returned home, but I still felt a little worried.

To be honest, I really want this... I've always wanted it so much.

I want to go home, not just to go back to this room, but more importantly, I want to see the person I miss.

Sister Shendong, the person I miss the most, the sister I respect the most, and the family member I love the most.

One afternoon three years ago, she brought her helpless self back home. Since then, she has been away from hunger and cold, and has been wrapped in warmth at all times.

Come to think of it… the air conditioner in the living room is always on, always in heating mode, even though Sister Shendong is a snow girl…

Take a deep breath.

He reached out and held Sister Shendong in his arms, leaning on her shoulders lovingly and hugging her, satisfying his longing for home after not going home for a year.

I felt relaxed, completely relaxed, the kind where I couldn't sense my surroundings anymore. There was only me, only the person in my arms, nothing else in the world. No more worries, no more anxious thoughts, no more tension in my body.

This embrace is an eternal harbor.

The reason I always wanted to go home was simply to see her...

No matter what, you can get a warm hug, no matter what, you can be encouraged gently, no matter what, you can be restored here.

Time passed slowly, and Sister Shendong had no complaints. She kept soothing his back gently, closing her eyes, leaning on his shoulder, and taking deep breaths quietly.

"I'm back..." He murmured, saying this sentence again.

The hand that was caressing his back moved to the back of his head. She soothed him softly, her voice ringing in his ears. Perhaps because she was too close, her breath was a little hot.

"Hmm? Welcome home?~"

After a long time, Sister Shendong let go of me after she let go of my hand. She really cared about me.

We had dinner together, and during the meal I told Sister Shendong all about my adventures in the apocalyptic world, from the very beginning of the God, to the people and things I encountered while surviving, and even the last wish I made.

Trust her, respect her, and be willing to tell her everything about yourself. She will accept it gently, then care and love you. You will not be scolded and nothing will happen to you.

Feeling quite relaxed, after dinner, I took out a diary from my package and handed it to Shen Dong. It contained more detailed adventure stories. I wanted to share it with her, hoping that she, who was staying at home, could find some joy in adventuring outside through her drawing diary.

Share happiness and gain more happiness.

Then he opened the package he had brought back, sorted out the items inside, gave the gift box to Sister Shen Dong, and temporarily placed it on the table. He then put the jewelry on one side and the gold bricks on the other.

The virtual helmet that scanned and transcribed most of the knowledge was taken out of the box and sent to Futaba tomorrow.

As for studying on your own.

I still have some self-awareness. I am just an ordinary person with some intelligence. I should not try to challenge the most cutting-edge knowledge in science and technology.

After finishing a rough arrangement, I feel a little sleepy. I just spent a day in the apocalyptic world, and after returning, I experienced some things. Now that I am mentally relaxed, I want to have a good sleep.

Go take a shower first, take a shower before going to bed, drink milk and brush your teeth, then lie back on your bed and sleep peacefully.

I went back to the room to get my clothes and found that Sister Shendong seemed to have finished reading half of her painting diary. She read so fast.

I walked into the bathroom, and while I was rinsing and waiting for the tub to fill, I remembered something.

Sister Shendong, have you become shorter? No, no, I think I have grown taller.

I used to feel like I was being held by her, but now I feel like I’m holding her. For the first time, I clearly realized that I have really grown up a lot.

Does Sister Shendong have any concerns about her height? She's an adult now, so it seems she can't grow any taller, right? I'll only be 15 next year, and I can still grow taller. The life energy bestowed by the gods can be given to Sister Shendong.

By the way, I always thought Sister Shen Dong was very beautiful, but when I walked into the room just now, I hadn’t seen her for a long time, and I was still amazed.

Her waist-length, icy blue hair and skin as cool and fair as ice and snow. She wore a casual knitted sweater and a comfortable smile as she looked over, giving off a soft and gentle vibe.

Thinking brought back memories, and I remembered more things about Yukino in the deep winter.

Sister Shen Dong is good at cooking, likes to stay at home and read, and loves desserts. You can discuss anything with her, and she is so gentle that makes people feel at ease.

She is an extremely rare snow girl with powerful strength and stunning appearance.

To outsiders, she may seem very noble and cold, but that is just a disguise because she is not good at speaking. Every time she comes home from going out, she will quietly breathe a sigh of relief, which is very cute.

Occasionally, when it thunders and rains, she will come running to me with a pillow, asking to hold my hand while I sleep. If I don't hold her hand, she will have a pitiful expression all night. Once, I fell asleep and didn't notice the knock on the door. When I woke up the next day, I found her lying next to me, hugging my arm tightly.

I really hate not coming home late at night. If I don't come home too late, I'll be hugged and whispered to myself, "Can you come home earlier next time? Come home earlier, your sister is worried."

Sister Shendong is gentle, beautiful, and very comfortable to hug.

Like it.

My head was reminiscing as I was about to rinse the bubbles off my head and take a bath.

The bathroom door opened.

84. Rebirth in the End of the World

In the world at the end of the world, everything gradually became blurred and hazy. The shadow of an artificial intelligence girl appeared on the sixth tower, and she noticed the difference in her surroundings.