"So you're the minister's sister!?" The bubble in Marui Bunta's mouth burst with a "pop", and he looked at the person in front of him who looked very similar to his own minister with a shocked face.

"yes, you're his teammate," Yukimura smiled and nodded, "I've heard him talk about you a lot." ”

Marui looked at her carefully. The purple hair of the iris is shoulder-length, the broken hair on the forehead sways slightly with the wind, and the eyes are crystal clear, pure without a trace of impurities, and so deep that it seems to be out of reach. The facial features are extremely exquisite, very similar to Yukimura Seiichi, but a little softer than him.

However, at this moment, he only had one thought in his heart: in this life, he could actually see Yukimura wearing women's clothes! It's a death with no regrets!

And Kuwabara, an honest man on the side, obviously had the same thoughts, and his eyes kept drifting to the two of them.

It's just that Yukimura and Nanaya's mood is far less relaxed than that of Marui and Kuwabara.

Nanaya took advantage of Yukimura's sister talking to Marui and sent Yukimura a puzzled look, and the other party was obviously as overwhelmed as she was.

What the hell is going on!?

Why are Marui and Kuwabara, who are ordinary people, able to see Yukimura's sister's cunzài?

Until the two waves of people separated, looking at Yukimura and Nanaya's confused and speechless expressions, Yukimura's sister couldn't help but chuckle: "Isn't this good?" ”

"I'd rather have you by my side," Yukimura frowned, "so you're leaving?" ”

"I really can't hide anything from you." Sister Yukimura continued to maintain the smile on the corner of her mouth, but only she knew the bitterness in it.

She wasn't supposed to be in front of him in such a concrete form, but she felt it was time for her to leave.

"I'm sorry." Yukimura lowered his head and said softly.

He once suspected that this was a hallucination of his own, and sought out a psychiatrist to treat his wounded mind. Because the girl in front of him suddenly disappeared, so that he could not find the evidence of her deposit. "Only you can see me" may also be just my heart disease since I was a child. The psychiatrist explained the dual personality disorder, and although he resisted it in his heart, he could not find a suitable reason to refute it.

But now he had met someone who had the same abilities as him and could see her. Yukimura felt that this was undoubtedly the biggest surprise in the world, because he could finally prove her existence.

"It's just that we haven't seen each other for a few days, and we're not old enough to say such things." Yukimura's sister patted Yukimura's shoulder and smiled warmly.

How could she not know all his thoughts?

"My existence has affected more than just your health," she continued to add, catching a glimpse of Yukimura's seemingly incomprehensible look, "Don't you think that as long as you're with me, it's hard for you to notice other people?" ”

From a very early age, his heart was like a hard shell, people from outside could not enter, and he was only willing to be inside, sharing the warmth with her.

"It doesn't matter to me." Yukimura pursed his lips.

It's true that it's hard for him to open up, but he's not an autistic person either.

"It's not a bad thing to be able to bear loneliness and loneliness alone, but as long as I'm here, you can't open your heart completely."

On the one hand, because of her company, he no longer feels lonely in his heart. But on the other hand, there was a faint sense of loss in his heart, and he felt bitter that he could not prove her existence to the closest people around him. This kind of supernatural phenomenon should not exist in the world, but she appeared in front of his eyes. From the first time he tried to prove her existence to his parents, she was vaguely aware that his loss was far worse than she had imagined.

Seiichi Yukimura once smiled and said to her, "Do you want to see her?" She's your mother, too. ”

"She's your mother." And not mine.

She swallowed the second half of the sentence, but he should be able to understand. Even if people always say that it is reasonable to exist in zài, this situation is often not accepted by the world.

Yukimura Seiichi has rejected many girls' confessions since he was a child, and whenever she asks why, he always smiles helplessly and says, "What they like is not the real me." ”

"Isn't that good-looking, shining on the tennis court, and academically excellent?" She looked at him quizzically.

"It's also a part of me, but I don't think they can understand the real me, such as being able to see you." After saying that, he looked at her with a smile.

"Listen to what you mean, if there is a girl who can see me like you, will you marry her without saying a word?"

"Ahem," Yukimura paused, "even if that's the case, it should be 'marry' rather than 'marry'." ”

"And what kind of genre does our family Jingshi like?"

"I haven't thought too much about it for the time being, but I think the most important thing is to be able to tolerate your deposit."

From that time on, she felt more and more that her existence was too bad for him. Later, her illness made her decide to leave him.

Thinking of this, Sister Yukimura suddenly smiled: "Let's go to the market, shall we?" ”

Yukimura and Nanaya were stunned at the same time, not understanding why the topic had suddenly changed so quickly.

"Okay." Although he didn't quite understand her purpose, as long as it was her request, he would meet it.

Qiye looked at the two people who were extremely similar, and was about to evacuate, but was grabbed by Sister Yukimura: "No, Qiye will come together." ”

"It's not good to bother you." Nanaya frowned slightly.

"Don't bother, don't bother," Sister Yukimura quickly shook her head, "I haven't wanted to get along with girls since I was a child." ”

Qiye looked at the excited girl in front of him, and rarely didn't open his mouth to refute, glanced at the arm that was tightly held by the other party, and a casual smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The female version of Yukimura Seiichi's "coquettish" begging, it is estimated that she can only experience this once in the world, she should take advantage of this hard-won opportunity!

So after Kuse, Chiaki and her threesome, another set of weird threesome combinations was born.

The Yukimura siblings are both extremely good-looking people, and the seven nights standing next to them are slightly inferior in comparison. Qiye felt the deep malice of this Yankong world towards her, and then silently ignored the puzzled eyes of most people.

As the saying goes, there must be a light bulb in a threesome, and what is she this time?

"Seiichi, I want to eat popsicles!" Sister Yukimura held Nanaya with her left hand, stretched out her right hand and gently pushed her younger brother.

"Okay," Yukimura smiled nonchalantly, "what flavor do you want?" ”

"It's the kind you used to eat when you were a kid!"

As soon as the words fell, Yukimura nodded, turned his head and asked Nanaya, and the other party shook his head at him, saying that he didn't need it.

When it comes to the popsicles he eats, he knows what she is referring to. Because since he was a child, he seems to have always eaten only this brand, this type of popsicle.

He was a single-minded person, even to the point of paranoia. It's like he's always used the same shampoo and shower gel. After Liu Lian Er found out about this, he sighed for a long time and made a very obvious asterisk in his notebook.

Taking advantage of the time when Yukimura went to the convenience store, Yukimura's sister smiled and approached Nanaya: "Nanaya, Seiichi used to tell me that his request for a partner in the future is to be able to tolerate me," Yukimura's sister patted Nanaya's shoulder with care, "So, you know." ”

"From now on, the conditions will change." Qiye tilted his head and took the conversation without thinking.

"Well, can't you pretend to be shy!?" Sister Yukimura pursed her mouth, with a look of "you are so boring", which made people laugh.

"I'm so sorry if you don't want to." Don't overdo it for seven nights, it's really hard to look directly at the rich expressions of the female version of Yukimura Seiichi.

I always feel that it will be difficult to face the serious Yukimura in the future, and it is estimated that when she sees his face, she will make up all kinds of funny and vivid expressions of his sister.

Speaking of which, although these two people have the same heart, they are really quite different on the surface.

If Yukimura Seiichi can do 80% of the things in this world, then Yukimura's sister can make up for his remaining 20%.

"What are you talking about?" Yukimura's warm voice sounded in his ears, and when he turned his head, he saw him holding a blue popsicle and smiling in front of him.

"I'm saying, Seven Nights is a good girl." Sister Yukimura raised an eyebrow and took the popsicle in his hand.

Therefore, the fine market should be well grasped. In the remaining half of the sentence, I believe that he, as a twin, can understand what she means.

Qiye glanced at the person in front of him, and sighed helplessly.

Although she also thinks that she is not bad, it is better to forget about Lalang or something.

Yukimura quietly took a bite of the popsicle and wisely chose not to open his mouth to take on the awkward topic. But when I saw my sister's happy face, I couldn't help but smile.

"I used to see you eat it, and my heart itched to death, but now I eat it myself, and it tastes really good." Sister Yukimura accepted it when she saw it, and she didn't joke about the relationship between the two.

The three of them returned the same way, and on the way back, the atmosphere was obviously not as lively as when they went.

Yukimura Seiichi has always been very fast, and when he usually trains for laps, he always thinks that the journey will be shorter and he will use it faster.

And now he slowed down, and for the first time in his life prayed that the road to the inn would be longer, and longer, and that it would be better that it would never be finished.

Because at the end of the day, she was leaving.

"Will you come again?" He asked softly. It was as if his heart was plugged in a sponge soaked in water, heavy and sticky, and he couldn't kick it anymore.

"Probably not." Sister Yukimura narrowed her eyes.

"That's right." When Yukimura heard her words, he couldn't tell what his mood was. Maybe it was when I was eating popsicles with her, and the lingering reluctance was gradually scalded by her bright smile.

However, the way back was shorter than expected, and when a familiar building could be seen faintly in front of her, Sister Yukimura suddenly stopped. (Please support genuine for the rest of the content)