"I'm back. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Song Jie, who opened the door with the key, stood in the hallway, said weakly, closed the door, and began to change his shoes.

A girl with short brown hair looked at Song Jie, who was changing her shoes, and her voice was full of doubts, "Brother, why did you come back so much today?"

Song Jie, who had changed into slippers, walked into the living room under the gaze of Shizuka Kusanagi and lay directly on the sofa, "This is the only piece of good news I heard today." ”

"So, brother, what's wrong with you today?" Jinghua looked at Song Jie with a worried face, "Are you sick?"

"Nope. Song Jie waved his hand at Jinghua, "Jinghua, you go and get busy with you, I'll lie on the sofa for a while." ”

Jinghua walked to Song Jie's side, bent down and looked at Song Jie's head, "So what the hell is going on, brother, why did you become a dead fish?"

"No, it's just that a lot of tiring things happened today. Song Jie caught Jinghua and kept poking his hand, "Okay, Jinghua, let me rest for a while." ”

"It's okay, it's okay if my brother is really out of love. Let me be my brother's wife from now on. Jinghua kissed Song Jie's face and ran away with a smile on her face.

Song Jie, who sat up, looked at Jinghua's distant back and sighed, "If only there really was such a sister." ”

"That's not good, if I'm my brother's own sister, then how can I be my brother's wife. As soon as Song Jie finished saying this, Jinghua's head appeared at the door of the living room.

"Okay, Jinghua, you don't have to joke. Song Jie, who stood up from the sofa, walked in front of Jinghua and touched her head, "We are brother and sister." ”

"I didn't see a joke!" Jinghua looked at Song Jie with a dissatisfied expression, "Anyway, my brother is just a righteous brother, and besides, this is something we agreed on when we were children, and I will never forget it." By the way, I haven't cooked dinner yet, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Of course, I eat whatever my lovely sister does. Why don't we cook together?"

Jinghua shook her head, "Just leave the cooking to me, this is what a qualified wife should do, my brother is waiting to taste the results of my practice." With that, he hummed a little song and walked into the kitchen, looking very happy.

Song Jie, who was sitting in the dining room, looked at Jinghua who was standing behind the low wall with an apron, "Jinghua, do you want to go anywhere during spring break?" ”

"My friend and I have already made arrangements for spring break, brother, don't worry about me, but my brother is going to be busy this spring break. Jinghua, who had fastened her apron, looked back at Song Jie, "Grandpa said that he would let his brother go to Sardinia, Italy, and send a slate to a friend of his." ”

"Hah, Italy, Sardinia, Slate?" As Jinghua narrated, Song Jie's mind appeared with the name of 'Mouth Cannon King', "This meow is an ordinary daily fan!

"Brother, what are you muttering about?Did you hear what I just said?" Looking at Song Jie, who didn't pay attention to herself, Jinghua stopped what she was doing, walked up to Song Jie and poked him in the face, "Brother, brother, what are you thinking?"

"It's okay, what's wrong. Song Jie, who came back to his senses, looked at Jinghua.

Helplessly, Jinghua repeated what Song Jie said when he was in a trance, "I said, I put the address, the slate and the bag containing the slate in my brother's room, the air ticket and visa, grandpa said that he is helping you do it, and he will send someone to send it the day after tomorrow." ”

"I see, I'll go back to my room and take a look. Song Jie said and left the dining room and returned to his room. I casually picked up the slate and address on the table, "Let's not look at the address for now, let's study this 'slate' first." As he spoke, he picked up the slate and examined it carefully.

"This slate looks really ancient, can it be regarded as a cultural relic?" Song Jie, who studied for a long time and couldn't find a special place for the slate, put it in his backpack and packed it, "Forget it, this magic book will be useful when you wait for Sardinia, and it's better to save it now." Hopefully I'll be the king of the mouths. Phew, the seventh godkiller. ”

"When the time comes, just wear a thorn on your back, carry the frost on your back, and carry your Hidden Blade to find your grandfather's friend in Sardinia. If you encounter a reincarnation, you can also have the power to fight. In the eyes of others, it is a COSer of unknown games or anime......"

"Brother, come down to eat. Jinghua's voice interrupted Song Jie's thoughts.

"I see, let's go down. Song Jie, who took off his black school uniform, walked out of the room and walked into the dining room, Song Jie looked at the udon noodles on the dining table with a surprised expression, "Udon?"

Jinghua pushed Song Jie to the front of the seat and pressed his shoulders to make him sit down. After pushing the udon noodles and chopsticks in front of Song Jie, he sat opposite Song Jie and looked at Song Jie expectantly, "Mmmm, this is the result of my practice for half a month, brother, how about you taste it." ”

"I got moving. After clasping his hands together and saying a word, Song Jie picked up a little noodle and stuffed it into his mouth, eating the noodles expressionlessly under Jinghua's expectant gaze. Looking at the still flower is extremely nervous.

In just a few seconds, it seems to have turned into several years, and Jinghua, who has been looking at Song Jie, seems to understand what Song Jie means, and looks dejected, "It seems that the technology is still not in place, I will continue to work hard." ”

"It's delicious. The expression on Song Jie's face turned into a bright smile, "It seems that Jinghua will become a good wife in the future." ”

"Brother bullies!" Looking at Song Jie with a smile on his face, Jinghua immediately knew that Song Jie's facial expression was pretended. walked behind Song Jie, and two small hands pinched Song Jie's waist one left and one right.

"Shizuka, I know it's wrong. Song Jie looked at Jinghua with an angry face behind him, and kept begging for mercy, "Don't pinch me anymore." ”

"Brother, will you behave like the same in the future? Actually pretending to be expressionless, it is clear that Jinghua is learning to make food so hard for her brother. Jinghua began to work hard as she spoke, pinching Song Jie hard before letting go.

Song Jie, who grinned in pain, felt the tears dripping on his body and realized that he was in big trouble.