I'm a very ordinary junior high school student.

Because that's important, I'm going to stress it again.

For an ordinary junior high school student, learning should be the most important thing, and it should be like this in theory.

But now, my mother has given me a strange task.

Although it's summer vacation, I still have cram school to go to, not to mention that I still have school assignments this summer.

Therefore, no matter who you receive or the task of the tour guide, no matter how you look at it, I should not be in charge of it.

Moreover, I wonder why my mother uses the word "reception" when she talks, because this person is-

"Ah, strange sister, are you the one who came to pick me up?"

The smile is a little cute, but this blonde hair seems to be a little too arrogant, and there is a subtle sense of déjà vu.

The pronunciation of Japanese is a bit strange, but judging by the name, it should be a Chinese person.

So, why are Chinese people blonde?

Never mind.

None of this is a big deal, and the most important thing is, no matter how you look at this person, kid, right?

"You're Luo, Tianshu, right?"

Maybe I've never been so entangled in the face of my sister, but today it seems that the desire to complain in my heart is a little subtle and can't be suppressed, although I finally held back.

Because I was worried that the other party wouldn't be able to hear me clearly if I spoke too quickly, I deliberately slowed down my tone.

"Well, that's me."

The childishness of his face had not yet completely faded, and it seemed unpleasant to call him a boy, but it seemed a little too early to call him a boy.

The surname is Luo, the name is Tianshu, is this the person my mother asked me to be in charge of the reception?

Sure enough, isn't it a little too strange to use the word reception, after all, it's still a child.

"Strange sister, where's your name?"

Sure enough, let's call him a teenager.

Regardless of the actual age, after all, this smile is too deceptive.

As a first-time person, wouldn't such a smile be too dazzling?

"Under the snow."

I was labeling the blonde boy in front of me with all sorts of labels in my head, answering his questions as I spoke.

"Under the snow, please advise."

As I spoke, I held out my hand, and the boy held out his hand, but instead of holding me, he put it on his forehead, and then he closed his eyes and made a distressed expression.

It seems to be pondering something.

"Under the snow...... I think I've heard this name somewhere. ”

Ignoring me, the boy was muttering to himself, and after just a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"I remember! Under the snow, yes, that's the name. ”

Then the boy looked up at me.

"Now, sister, do you have a sister?"

“...... That's right. ”

I'm a little surprised, could it be that this teenager knows Yukino?

"Really——?!"

The boy's eyes widened as if surprised, and then he took my hand and began to shake it up and down.

"What a coincidence, I know your sister."

"Really?"

Presumably trying to cater to teenagers, I tried to make my smile look less bland.

"Yukino-chan is still at home now, do you want me to call her out together?"

"Ah, no."

Somewhat unexpectedly, the teenager refused.

Why, the bright smile on his face has not yet been half retracted, but I seem to feel that there is something else besides the boy's smile.

"If you want to play, let's talk about it next time."

Here's what he said.

It was an amazing feeling.

I could clearly feel that the boy seemed to be hiding something, but I couldn't see it.

For the first time, my tried and tested "mind-reading" ability failed, which made me a little more curious about the teenager in front of me.

"Well, if you want to play with Yukino-chan, you can tell your sister at any time."

I lowered my head and stared unblinkingly at the somewhat special teenager in front of me.

"Then, Luo Jun, have you already figured out where you want to go now?"

"Hmm—don't you think it's a little weird?"

"Huh?"

I looked at the boy in amazement, not quite understanding what he was talking about.

Although I am taller than the teenager because of my age, the actual difference is not that much, but if he lowers his head, I will not be able to see his expression clearly.

Like now.

"I said, sister, it's good if you call my name directly, and in exchange, I will also call my sister's name directly."

"Huh?"

"Look."

With a warm smile on his face, the boy said:

"If the sisters were all called by their last names, wouldn't they be indistinguishable, would they?"

If you think about it, this is indeed the case.

It might be a little hard to accept if I suddenly had other strangers call each other by their names, but there should be nothing wrong with his words.

As I said earlier, his smile was too deceptive, and it didn't make me feel burdened by the name of a child, but rather a little close.

"Then, Book of Heaven?"

I tried to shout.

This is the first time I have called a boy's name.

"Well, that's it, it sounds so much better."

The smile on the boy's face widened a little more when he heard my name, and then he took the initiative to take my hand.

"Then let's go, Yono."

“...... Well. ”

It's incredible.

It's that strange feeling again.

Am I too sensitive? Or is it because it's the first time someone has called my name like this, so I'm a little overwhelmed?

This teenager seems to be very easy-going with people, and he doesn't see the shyness of other peers in him, he seems to have always been that kind of sparkling look.

It's so dazzling, it's so enviable, it's like the sun.

It's completely different from me.

Eat one's heart out? Maybe there are some, after all, what appears in front of me seems to be a fairy tale in reality.

"By the way, Tianshu, do you have any places you want to go?"

Although it was very simple, we got closer, but I didn't forget my "job", and today I have the status of a "tour guide" before being a "friend's sister".

"As long as it's in Chiba City, I'll take you anywhere."

"Really? Then, Yono, let's go there first. ”

The boy seemed happy to hear my words, he took my hand and sped up, and I looked up at the place he was pointing, which was a café.

Outside the door, there was a menu with a strange name, a sign hung with a flashy pattern, and a cute girl in a black and white maid's dress was holding a flyer in one hand and handing it to every passerby.

The jingle bell seems to be heard when the door opens, "Welcome back, master".

“......”

I glanced down at the excited teenager, and I couldn't help but feel a little tangled in my heart.

This sun seems to be dyed with some strange color.