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She picked up the small jar, took two sips, and put it down. "Physically, I don't feel much, and I don't get a headache after drinking it. It can even be considered strong and healthy. But when I drink it, my brain will fall into a state more psychedelic than being drunk."

Reaching out, she pushed over another unopened jar and smiled, "Want to try it? The flavor should be to your liking, it's floral and fruity."

Nomiyama shook his head: "I don't want to evolve into Hiratsuka Shizuka at the age of fourteen."

"I already told you it's not alcohol." Yukinoshita Haruno muttered and withdrew her hand. "Besides, Shizuka-chan is a good person."

Nomiyama was slightly surprised: "Such a quick change? Before, you looked like you wanted to beat her to the ground."

Yukinoshita Haruno sighed, "It's because I can't beat her no matter what, so I have no choice but to make friends with her."

"Wow, so this is a roundabout way to save yourself."

Nomiyama's voice was clearly filled with sarcasm.

After waiting for a while and finding no response, Nomiyama turned his head to look over, and saw that she had already tilted her head and closed her eyes.

His gaze paused, and Nomiya's breathing became lighter.

Of course, Haruno is good-looking. She has a pretty face that is not inferior to Yukinoshita, her body proportions are impeccable, and her development is above average among her peers.

Coupled with her wealthy family background, outstanding academic performance, and ability to observe people's hearts, all of her conditions are somewhat excessive, and she is truly a favored child of heaven.

But this gifted girl rarely acted difficult to get along with in front of her. She was more like a lively female classmate with a changeable mind, and occasionally she could clearly sense some bias towards her.

Love her because she's my sister's best friend, so I should take care of her a little?

Nomi-san wasn't quite sure.

He just rarely saw the other person so quiet, so he wanted to watch him for a while longer.

Although it doesn't look very good with the head tilted.

Opening her eyes, Yukinoshita Haruno looked at him and blinked.

She kept her head tilted and reached out to touch her fair neck.

"I have such a beautiful neck, why don't you rush over and bite me?"

Chapter 107 Big Sister and Monkey

"Am I some kind of thirsty vampire?"

Nomiyama was a little annoyed.

After straightening her body, Yukinoshita Haruno proudly straightened her body, causing her breasts to sway.

His attention was inevitably drawn to her, and Nomiyama inexplicably suspected that she was wearing nothing underneath her short-sleeved shirt.

In his wandering thoughts, he heard the other person say, "A big sister as beautiful as me, Feng couldn't contain his thirst and flew over to hug and chew on her. Isn't that natural?"

Looking up, meeting the other person's smug eyes, Nomiyama sneered: "A big sister who smells of alcohol?"

"You're so dishonest." Yukinoshita Haruno raised her head and took two sips. She exhaled, poured some wine into her palm, and handed it to him. "You have such a good nose, how could you not smell the fragrance of flowers?"

The voice became even more proud: "It's the big sister with the flower scent!"

Leaning back in disgust, looking away, Nomiyama looked up at the ceiling: "If you have something to say, just tell me. You can't have called me here just to see you act funny. You're in such a bad mood that even acting funny doesn't look good."

Putting down her hand and letting the liquid in her palm spill onto the ground, Yukinoshita Haruno also looked at the white ceiling, her voice lamenting, "Isn't this just to make you happy?"

"Your little pearls are about to fall, so stop acting like a caring big sister."

Yukinoshita Haruno gritted her teeth and said, "There's something wrong with this crappy wine. The more I drink, the worse I feel."

"Oh, admit it was the alcohol."

"Well, it's not important."

Waving her hands, Yukinoshita Haruno burped, then relaxed her body and completely collapsed against the wooden cabinet. She smacked her lips and said, "Fukahaya, the people in the Yukinoshita family are actually sick."

Ok?

Nomiyama turned his head to look at her, confused. Is she sick?

Yukinoshita Haruno didn't respond to his gaze. She just stared at the motionless incandescent lamp, her thoughts drifting away. "The Yukinoshita family once had a pair of very powerful sisters. They were as extraordinary as you. They seemed to have drained the vitality of the entire Yukinoshita family. After them, no one in the Yukinoshita family lived to be fifty."

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His expression changed slightly, and Nomiyama thought of his friend who was far away on the other side of the ocean: "She too?"

Yukinoshita Haruno looked at him dimly, and after a long pause she replied, "Well, it's just that Yukino doesn't know yet. She actually knows very little about her family."

"This." After thinking for a moment, Nomiyama took out a small medicine bottle and handed it over: "Here, the medicine."

Yukinoshita Haruno was stunned. Of course she knew about this medicine. After all, the other party would take one every time he caught a spring fish.

But, isn't this supposed to be some kind of clear-headed pill to curb desire?

"Is this useful?"

"It seems to be useful. In theory, this thing should be able to cure any disease."

Yukinoshita Haruno stared at the small medicine bottle for a while, her expression not changing much: "Okay, but I won't take it now. It feels wrong to drink alcohol and take medicine."

"Well, okay." Nomiyama put away the medicine bottle.

Yukinoshita Haruno picked up the wine jar again, took two sips, and wiped her mouth: "I discovered this when I was about eight years old, looking through the family tree. It said that I wouldn't live to be fifty or something."

Nomiyama listened quietly and chose not to interrupt.

Yukinoshita Haruno smiled and said, "Kazehaya, if you knew you were born with a shorter lifespan than others, what would you do?"

Nomi-san raised his chin: "Of course I can do whatever I want."

Yukinoshita Haruno nodded in agreement: "Yeah, after all, I can't let myself down."

But Nomi-san immediately added thoughtfully, "If I were eight years old and knew about this, my first thought would probably be to beat up your sister. She was very annoying at eight years old."

Yukinoshita Haruno stopped talking and just stared at him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Nomiyama didn't feel ashamed to bully Yukinoshita, he just asked, "Your sister can't be hit?"

Yukinoshita Haruno still didn't speak.

"Okay, I won't fight anymore." Nomiya raised his hand to signal surrender.

"No, what I want to say is that if something like this happens in the future, remember to take me with you." Yukinoshita Haruno's eyes lit up, and she began to get excited. "Then you hold down Yukino-chan, and I'll do the fighting. It's like an older sister hitting a younger sister. If it gets out, it can be said that it's a fight between sisters."

No, if it gets out, it will generally be called domestic violence, and you are the vicious sister in a wealthy family.

Thinking of this, Nomiyama subconsciously wondered what it would be like if Yukinoshita was pinned down and beaten.

"Well, let's not talk about this." Yukinoshita Haruno's expression became more restrained. She took two sips of wine and spread out her arms, looking like she was stretching, but also like she was embracing the world.

“So I felt that I could do anything as long as I was happy.”

Nomiyama turned his head to look at her. She was still holding the small wine jar in her right hand. The wine flowing out of the jar had the fragrance of flowers and fruits. It was passing over her wrist, flowing along her fair arm, and finally sinking into her sleeve and disappearing.

Looking away, Nomiyama nodded: "I see, you want to be a native of the motherland."

"That's a really rude idea." Yukinoshita Haruno put down her hand and smiled. "Have you read Journey to the West?"

"Yeah, I've seen it."

"At that time, I wanted to be like the monkey before he went on his journey to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures. I wanted to do what I wanted, without any constraints, and follow my heart and my desires. I wanted to play in the seabed and play in the sea of clouds."

His eyes moved slightly, and Nomiyama continued the topic: "What happened next?"

"Of course, I later discovered I couldn't do it."

Yukinoshita Haruno's voice was thick with inaudible emotion. She looked down at the wine jar in her hand and said, "Later, I realized I was completely different from that monkey. Back then, he was full of sincerity. He had a mentor, sworn brothers, and a mountain of adoring followers. Even when he ate a banana, the little monkey would rush to peel it for him."

"I don't have any of these. The first skill I learned from my mother was indifference. There's no such thing as a pure heart. At that time, I just felt that only by being rational and indifferent enough to the world could I live a relaxed and carefree life."

Nomiyama looked at her leaning against the wooden cabinet, reached out, scooped up a jar of wine, tore open the paper seal, and handed it to her: "At least you are not inferior to that monkey in peeling bananas."

Yukinoshita Haruno's eyes paused, then she turned her head and reached out her hand in the blink of an eye.

Nomiyama looked at her almost snatching action and subconsciously mocked her: "After all, you are seventeen years old. Where is your promise to be calm and collected?"

Yukinoshita Haruno had a good reason: "This is called the heart of a child, the innocence of a child has not yet faded. Little follower, you still have a lot to learn."

Do you want me to learn how to talk nonsense? Nomiyama said perfunctorily: "Yeah."

He leaned against the wooden cabinet and said, "After that, tell me your story, Yang No-san."

Yukinoshita Haruno also leaned against the wooden cabinet, the wine jar in her arms. She recalled: "After that, I grew up a little bit and thought more."

"When I was ten, I began to seek some proof of my existence. I learned various skills, trying to find my passion and then fight for it my whole life."

"But I failed. I learn too quickly. Skills that others need a long time to master, I only need a little bit of learning."

"The people of the Yukinoshita family were deprived for a while, and it seems that the compensation is these unusual talents."

"It sounds great, but for many things, when the challenge is too low, the sense of achievement is lost."

“Then I began to feel bored with life.”

During the long conversation, Nomiyama interrupted and said, "You are really precocious."

Yukinoshita Haruno said in a gloomy tone: "If I don't mature early, life will be too short. After all, my time is more valuable."

"Yeah." Nomi-san turned his head to look at her. "Then, usually in comics, when characters talk about this kind of life review, there will be a turning point."

Yukinoshita Haruno looked at him and smiled. "Then, just when I was lamenting my boring and unreal life, I saw something that could fill me up completely."

Nomiya felt that something was wrong with her, her expression, her eyes, and the words she said were wrong.

Filled, full, what's behind it? What's that?

Never mind, it doesn’t matter. The man is drunk, and it’s understandable that drunks are illogical.

So he gave a sign that he was still listening: "Yeah."

"Once I saw it, of course I wanted it, I wanted it so badly."

Good, good, good, another word of a tiger and a wolf.

"It doesn't matter if it's cheating or using any means necessary, or if I have to pay anything, I want it anyway."

Nomiyama was shocked: "What an exaggeration! If you fell in love with someone, you would definitely be an amazing nympho."

Chapter 108 I Like You

Yukinoshita Haruno moved her feet and kicked him twice: "Speak nicely, please use "like" or "love" to describe this feeling."

Nomiyama was obviously perfunctory: "Okay, whatever the young lady says is what I will do."

"The feelings are not sincere enough!"

"Yes, I did it on purpose."

"Heh, stinky man."

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"Yes Yes."

Yukinoshita Haruno laughed at his rogue appearance. She couldn't help laughing more and more, and finally she had to reach out and pat his back.

Nomiyama looked at her helplessly: "Just laugh, can't you pat your chest like a gorilla? Why are you patting my back?"

Yukinoshita Haruno was proud again, straightening her upper body and swaying with pride. She said, "Such a great figure, if it's flattened, you'll have to pay for it?"

Nomiyama watched the ripples stop there quietly, then turned his head and said, "Little kid."

"whee."

Lifting her lips, Yukinoshita Haruno looked at him, raised her hand and took two sips of wine. She exhaled, "So, I actually understand what mother is saying. Life is less than fifty years long, and what you want is right in front of you. If you give up, your life will really be nothing but emptiness. After all, money, status, and so on, are naturally given to people in the Yukinoshita family."

"Evil capitalists," Nomiyama complained silently in his heart, and then thought about what she said.

Understand her mother? If she remembered correctly, the last time she mentioned her mother, she said she had a lover.

Wow, I understand why my mother has a mistress.

Sure enough, Yukinoshita, who is not very normal, seems too normal when staying in a wealthy family.

Yukinoshita Haruno narrowed her eyes: "Kazehaya, you are thinking about something bad."

Nomiyama remained calm: "You are too sensitive."

"Hateful." Her voice was slightly shy.