All the people who like me are other people’s girlfriends! ?

The red hair, red eyes, and the single ponytail make her look clean and neat. She is a mature woman with a plump and tall figure. Her hands are placed on her waist, as if she is holding an invisible long sword. Her whole body is like a sharp blade emitting a cold light, neat and murderous.

Qingye raised his eyebrows. If this wasn't a book signing event, he would have thought the other party was here to cause trouble. However, the other party gave him a very familiar feeling.

There was no excitement on her face that fans would show when seeing their idols. She looked very calm.

"Hello, my name is Akane Benizaka..." Her voice was lazy, like that of an elderly uncle.

Ah, it's her.

Qingye had an impression, but he didn't care. After all, strictly speaking, the two of them were not from the same industry. He had a formulaic smile on his face:

"Would you like an autograph?"

"Well, of course I do. I'm a big fan of yours."

This woman with a special charm put away her domineering attitude and smiled for the first time.

"I wonder if Mr. Dongyue could give me a contact method?"

*

The autograph session ended successfully. Qingye stood up from his chair, stretched his tired body a little, and then gave a standard bow to express his gratitude to the staff nearby - polite geniuses are always more popular.

He chatted with the editor about the future of the new book before leaving the bookstore.

The sky was dark, and the anxious crescent moon was hanging in the sky.

At this time, a black and white car slowly slid out from the darkness. The streamlined car stopped in front of Qingye, and the rearview mirror just reflected Qingye's profile. The dark glass on the side of the cab hung like a curtain, and Yukinoshita Haruno's thrilling smile emerged under the neon lights - that was the ease that a noble boy would show when he intercepted the girl he liked in front of the school gate.

"Get in the car..."

*

The wind chimes on the eaves rang softly, startling a fallen leaf into the courtyard.

When Kiyono and Yukinoshita Haruno walked into the tea room in the moonlight, a beauty in kimono was kneeling and making tea. Her every move was as graceful as the legendary Senke-ryu technique. A landscape painting hung on the wall behind her, and a white plum blossom was in a vase beside her, which reminded people of the skilled women of ancient Kyoto.

The girl with long black hair sat quietly at the low table, holding a teacup in her hand. The girl had a dignified appearance and her profile was as delicate as white porcelain, like a handful of ethereal new snow that would melt into the world at any time.

The air is filled with the fragrance of black tea.

Yukinoshita Haruno did not follow the etiquette of a young lady. She stepped onto the tatami carelessly, resting one hand on her cheek and sitting casually.

Qingye sat down on the other side of the low table, and at this time, a steaming cup of tea was handed to him from the front.

"Qingye-kun, congratulations on the success of your book signing."

Qingye sat upright, picked up the teacup, lowered his head to sip and thanked with a sunny smile.

But the next second, the boy's smile froze on his face, and the teacup in his hand shook slightly, almost spilling it.

"I heard from Yang No that Qing Ye-kun has been playing games all night long recently?"

Yukinoshita's mother stared at Kiyono's face with a soft look in her eyes.

Her expression and tone clearly showed worry, but Qingye felt as if there were a few silver needles under his butt, and he felt uncomfortable all over. The feeling was like his mother calmly calling his full name.

"This, this is just..."

A drop of cold sweat ran down his forehead. Qingye's eyes were vague as he racked his brains to think of a reason.

At this moment, Yukinoshita Haruno smiled and gently resolved this major crisis for him.

"Mother means you should make good use of your time."

Qingye Chaoyang gave him an admiring look, and it was obvious that her favorability had increased. Although the method used by the eldest lady was a bit subtle, it at least helped to divert his attention. As for why there was this difficulty, don't ask.

The short-haired beauty winked at him in tacit understanding, her eyes and the ending tone were as sweet as sugar, making people unable to help but indulge in it.

"Like spending more time with your fiancée... and going with me to try on wedding dresses or something?"

——This woman dropped an even more terrifying bomb!

Qingye's eyes twitched, but before he could say anything, Yukinoshita's teaspoon suddenly made a harsh scraping sound on the edge of the tea bowl. The girl raised her head and said lightly:

"Sister is saying weird things again."

"Oh my, is Yukino trying to steal the groom from me?"

Yang No gave a provocative smile. She had never been afraid of her sister.

"That useless guy over there who's addicted to games has no hope for a future. Whoever wants one can give it to her."

Yukinoshita Yukino's tone was calm, but her eyes flashed with a clear light.

"It's just that he should spend his time on how to contribute to the family. This is his responsibility, not on fooling around with his sister."

"Well, Yukino, do you really think so?" Yukinoshita Haruno put a finger on her fiery red lower lip, her movements pure and seductive.

At this time, Qingye looked at the two of them and felt like he had become a little seal trying to survive between two icebergs.

"Absolutely true." Yukinoshita's tone was calm.

"Let's make it clear in advance. When Xueno goes abroad, I will take this child's virginity." Yang No said frivolously, Hey, what are you talking about in front of your mother!

Yukino's teacup made a soft click, and she retorted, "It was my sister who went to the shrine with mother to write ema last month..."

Ema is a form of prayer. One writes one's wishes on a hand-painted wooden plaque and offers it before the gods, who will then protect them. That day at Izumo Taisha Shrine, she happened to see her sister standing on tiptoe to hang an ema. The name on the vermilion plaque was unclear, but she believed in it inexplicably.

Yang Nai still believes this?

Qingye glanced at the short-haired beauty in surprise and saw the slight blush on the tip of her ear.

Yukinoshita's mother glanced at the three young men and suddenly chuckled, interrupting them.

"After the New Year this year, Qingye-kun should be seventeen years old, right?"

The tea room was suddenly silent, and the three of them instantly understood the meaning of her words. The teacup in Yukinoshita's hand tilted, and the black tea swayed dangerously on the edge of the cup. Her expression was complicated. Yang No was still smiling, but if you looked closely, you would find that her expression was subtly stiff. She was always like this, covering her true feelings with a layer of disguise.

With telepathic connection, two pairs of navy blue eyes moved simultaneously and fell on his face.

The three Yukinoshita were waiting for his answer.

Qingye suddenly thought of Tang Monk's situation in the Kingdom of Women. Facing the charming Queen of the Kingdom of Women, even a mere monk had to close his eyes and heart to barely resist the greatest temptation in the world. How could he, an ordinary pure love warrior, resist it?

The boy was silent for a while, looking straight at Yukinoshita's mother.

"Aunt, if the family needs me, I'm always available...but shouldn't we respect their choices in this matter?"

To be honest, considering the kindness that the Yukinoshita family has shown him, this kind of thing should not be rejected - this really means that they are treating him as an heir and a family member. Maybe it's a bit hypocritical to think this way, but he still hopes that there won't be too many interests mixed in the relationship.

This is also for Yukinoshita Haruno.

If she really just followed the routine and let her mother decide her life, she would definitely regret it in the future.

"Oh? So Qingye-kun means that he hates Haruno?" The kimono beauty raised her eyebrows, seeming not surprised at all.

Miss Yang Noi smiled gently and looked over with the same expression as always.

Yukinoshita pursed her lips and looked away.

The figure of Banaijian suddenly flashed through Qingye's mind, and then he thought of the cold girl under the moon, and then the devil-like young lady in front of him.

For so many years in the Yukinoshita family, it has always been this woman who has taken care of him. The two of them would walk in the courtyard together, sit on the porch and chat, and when they went to buy clothes and try them on, she would ask him what he thought of each piece. She always had a perfect smile on her face, but occasionally she would reveal her weak side.

If you ask whether you like it or not——

"It's definitely impossible to hate it."

Qingye felt a little embarrassed.

However, if it is a burden that one has to carry for a lifetime, it will definitely not reach that level.

After a period of silence, Yukinoshita's mother smiled.

The fallen leaves in the courtyard rustled onto the bluestone lanterns. Yang Nai, who was under the table, suddenly grabbed his right hand. The temperature of her palm was hotter than the tea.

"In that case..."

Just as Yukinoshita's mother was about to say something else, Yukino suddenly spoke, her pale fingertips pressing on the edge of the tatami, as if trying to grasp something insubstantial:

"I, I can also continue..."

Liar, didn’t you promise to help me realize my dream?

At this moment, the black-haired girl felt her breathing was abnormally disordered, and her mood was depressed and uncomfortable as if something was blocking her. She knew very well in her heart that this was actually the ownership of the inheritance rights. If Qingye and her sister... then she would never have any chance again.

No matter from which angle you look at it, my sister and Qingye are more suitable to take over the expectations of their parents, but, but...

"Yukino, when expressing your feelings, you should look into the other person's eyes more seriously."

The beauty in kimono looked at her little daughter with a very gentle voice and expression.

"Hey, mother, are you willing to give Yukino a chance? I watched little Kiyono grow up."

Yang Nai curled the corners of her mouth slightly and said in a flawless tone, "But don't pinch my hand with your nails! It hurts!"

Besides, you're definitely not talking about me!

"Of course, that depends on your wishes." The kimono beauty responded calmly.

"Then is it okay for me to elope with Qingye-kun?" Yang No seemed to be smiling, but in fact, there was no smile at all.

Qingye tilted his head to look at the moonlight in the courtyard that was spreading over the dry landscape, and sighed secretly. He could understand the eldest lady's subtext - it was nothing more than expressing dissatisfaction. After all, she had been raised as the heir, and all the bitterness and helplessness were borne by her alone.

Now her sister also has this opportunity. Even if it is just a relief, she still feels it is unfair. However, Qingye feels that what Yang No cares about is not the so-called rights and contributions, but something else.

Even though he now has a close relationship with the Yukinoshita family, he still cannot intervene in the complicated relationship between the mother and daughters.

After all, he is not a real family member yet, and his current ability is not enough to support them to change their decision.

“Is there any way to have the best of both worlds?”

Qingye fell into deep thought, and thoughts that went against pure love emerged in his heart...

In the end, nothing was truly decided during this conversation, but Yukinoshita's mother hinted at a deadline—a decision would have to be made by the time they reached their third year of high school, either by death or death. There was no third option.

Qingye strolled along the eaves. The moonlight hung like a piece of silk on the mossy garden stones. The bamboo tubes on the pool were welcoming the clear moonlight, and the dripping water droplets created ripples on the surface of the pool.

When he saw Haruno in the room, she was practicing smiling in front of the mirror. The mirror reflected the scroll on the wall, which contained the congratulatory words the girl had written impromptu when he won the Akutagawa Prize: I wish to be a green pine guarding the bright moon.

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ps: I'm sorry, I'm a rubbish, I'm a rubbish meow (wiping tears

?094. Three-person date.jpg [Two-in-one]

Summer is coming.

Sitting in front of the easel in the art classroom, Eriri suddenly had this idea.

Summer is wonderful, a seemingly endless summer vacation with endless blue skies, the chirping of cicadas, clear streams reflecting the sun, fireworks displays, popsicles and sodas amidst the smoke...

This season itself is bright and colorful, as if it carries the adventures, encounters, and wonderful journeys that children yearn for.

But Eriri hates summer.

She has been in poor health since she was a child. It often happened that she went out swimming with her parents yesterday, but had a fever and stayed at home today. She hardly even participated in sports games or physical education classes.

She had never had any of the memories that every child would have, such as sneaking out of the house, running in the fields, and laughing together to catch cicadas.

Her impression of summer is staying at home, watching one anime after another, and playing one game after another.

and also.

The thing that made her regret to this day also happened in the summer.

After that, she seemed to be trapped in this summer vacation that would never end.

Is it the same this year?

Clang!

Suddenly, she heard a high-pitched metallic sound.

Eriri opened the window, and the scorching hot air made her squint her eyes.

——The crackling sound of the baseball seemed to bring a brand new summer.

*

This year's plum rain season seemed to end exceptionally quickly. She didn't even remember seeing a few rains before the weather became hot and humid. Or maybe she was just too busy these days and didn't notice the change of seasons.

After all, she has to prepare the books for the summer comic convention, draw illustrations for the second volume of the light novel "Kiyano," and help her childhood friend with the character design...

The chirping of cicadas cracked the glass windows.