"How does it feel?"

"Much like coffee milk of coffee milk." Sayoko gave an all-purpose answer without even thinking.

Yesterday it was pumpkin milk that was very much like pumpkin milk, and the day before yesterday it was very much like jujube milk...... Mahiro Hoshino's mood is a little delicate.

Although it was only a trivial piece of work, he still wanted to hear more sincere compliments, such as smooth and smooth, or sweet but not greasy.

It's best to praise him directly.

"Do you want me to compliment you?" Of course, Sayoko-sama knew what Hoshino was thinking, and the corners of his eyebrows and mouth would never deceive.

"Sort of."

"Then beg me frankly to praise you."

"Suddenly I don't want it again."

If it wasn't for the other party's initiative to praise, even if it was praised in the end, it would be a loss for your side.

"If you don't want it now, I won't give it to you later."

"How about a change for afternoon tea next week?" Hoshino Mahiro took a sip of the coffee milk he had made, deliberately not looking at someone with a puffed face over there.

didn't wait for the feedback he wanted, and Sayoko broke it herself.

"Nope." She said.

"Why?"

"No, it's not good, even if you die, I'll resurrect you for afternoon tea."

"It's cruel to come back and make afternoon tea when I'm dead, I just want to live without illness and pain until I die at the age of 70."

"Why seventy?"

"It's neither too short nor too long."

"There are some things that you have to face at the right time, whether it's life or death or something else, and I want to take everything in stride."

"If I'm over seventy, I'll start to be afraid of death." He said.

"Isn't it normal to be afraid of death?" Sayoko was puzzled, death was the end of everything, and even she wasn't sure to come back from the other side of death.

"Gradually, gradually losing mobility, gradually losing free thoughts, lying in bed and fearing that one day death will come."

"That's too embarrassing."

It only takes one time to do something like that, and Hoshino doesn't want to go through it a second time.

"My ultimate goal in life is to live to be 70 years old without illness or pain, and to die peacefully in the company of my children and grandchildren on a winter morning."

"That's all."

Looking at the coffee and milk that had been blending, Hoshino Mahiro's thoughts gradually became ambiguous.

"What if there are a lot of people who don't want you to die? Family and friends and stuff like that. Sayoko stirred the little powdered sugar she had just added with a small spoon.

The current coffee milk is still not sweet enough, and there are too many bitter coffee parts.

"Death is not a big deal, let me make my own decisions about this kind of trivial matter."

"Life is a precious thing."

"I know, that's why I want to show its worth with death at the right time."

Sayoko's eyes once again appeared in a thousand scenes, and finally returned to the same black ocean, to the peaceful death of Hoshino Mahiro.

"What if I don't want you to die, I want you to stay with me forever?"

"It's embarrassing." Hoshino shook his head.

"You have to stay."

"Why?"

"Because of Sayoko."

"The noble son of the Himenomiya family, the god's Sayoko?"

"Your little sayoko." She said.

With the residual temperature, the powdered sugar tumbled in the collision of coffee and milk, and finally lost its trace in black and white.

"It's going to melt."

"A hard-hearted man who wants to die at the age of seventy?"

"The matter of powdered sugar."

"That's the point?" Miss Sayoko reluctantly put down the spoon in her hand.

"Or else? It's tea time, and it's not a parting. He took another sip, savoring the richness of the coffee.

"What about me?"

"Go and let that iron and stone nature melt for you, my little Sayoko." He said

"I'm looking forward to it."

"Looking forward to the future?"

Hoshino Mahiro shook his head: "Only the future me." ”

If he really gave up the past because of Sayoko, what would Hoshino Mahiro live like at that time?

He looks forward to such a future.

"It's decided." Sayoko drank the last of the coffee milk.

“？”

"I want you to make afternoon tea for me from now on."

Hoshino Mahiro forced a smile: "Isn't it all miso soup at this time?" My Sayoko. ”

"You don't like miso soup."

"You've found out about this, and it looks like you're going to kill someone."

"Answer?"

"Nope."

Seeing that the girl was about to have a seizure, he hurriedly added. "Drinking too much afternoon tea is not good for your health, and then you won't live to be seventy years old."

"Occasional afternoon tea?" Sayoko blinked.

"Small indulgences, even the gods will forgive us." Hoshino laughed and drank his share of coffee milk.

In the end, the two completely different things in my own coffee milk still didn't completely merge together.

There's a lot of room for improvement, and it's going to take a long time.

"Sayoko." He called softly.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to call you all of a sudden."

"Weird." Sayoko gave him a blank look.

"Sayoko."

"I'm angry."

"No way, who's called that name is so cute." Hoshino Mahiro couldn't help but laugh.

With a beautiful name and a beautiful girl, everything will be beautiful.

"True Search."

“?”

An unopened bag of potato chips burst into the air, directly kicking off the civil war.

……

"17 bags of potato chips, 4 bags of senbei, and countless packets of pocky." Hoshino Mahiro inventories the tragic snack battlefield.

It lasted 1 minute and 40 seconds, and under the cover of Sayoko's inhumane snack firepower, Hoshino Mahiro successfully disarmed and surrendered.

After signing a series of unequal treaties that sell his soul, he succeeds in regaining the right to call Sayoko at any time.

"Sayoko?"

"Huh?"

A packet of dangerous potato chips that had been opened floated in the air, and if her name was still called because of a trivial matter, he would be sent back to the shower.

"There's a problem."

"Weight is a no-no." The bag of potato chips returned to its normal height, and slice of potato chips loyally walked towards Sayoko's mouth.

Does that mean you can ask anything other than weight?

Hoshino Mahiro quickly glanced at all the places he was interested in, and he still had a lot of curiosity about the girl's body.

In the end, I held back, and there was still a chance for that kind of thing that would be known sooner or later. He took advantage of the time when Sayoko was still in a good mood to ask about something more intimate.

"Do you remember what we discussed the second time we met?"

"Future Prediction?"

"The matter of the Himinomiya family."

"It's too early for you to meet my sister." Sayoko's train of thought is obviously crooked again.

"Shouldn't you be talking about meeting your parents at this time, why is it your sister?"

"Are you satisfied with the same reason why you used Ren as your LINE ID?" Sayoko came quietly.

It's too obvious to write mercy [Toki] directly, so it was replaced with pity [Ren], a brother and sister gamble that even Rei Hoshino himself doesn't remember, and a certain invisible sister control has been remembered until now.

Brother and sister love is deep.

"Ahem, let's talk about the Ji Gong family." Hoshino Mahiro's cheekiness is not yet kind enough to admit such a thing.

"Located in Kyoto, with a history of about 1,000 years, the direct owner of Seikyo ......" Sayoko shook out a lot of settings between understatements.

"It's your son's business."

[Guizi], the heir who should be noble in the future, a special existence that will appear every few generations of the Himigong family.

"In the past, it was a shrine maiden who listened to the will of the gods, a prophet who foresaw disasters, and every few generations of the Himenomiya family appeared such an heir with special powers." He tried his best to restore Sayoko's words.

"It's probably not as 'exaggerated' as I thought it would be about this power." When saying this, Hoshino Mahiro deliberately accentuated his tone on some key words.

Sayoko casually avoided his teasing gaze.

"No matter how you look at it now, Sayoko has surpassed the point of listening to the divine will, it's like eating a book, and it's beyond the original design."

[Future Sight], [Modify Worldline], [Teleport], [Modify Reality]...... Sayoko is not so much a noble son who listens to the will of the gods, but more of a living god who exercises divine powers.

"Because I lied to you in the first place."

"......" said the deceptive thing so lightly, and Hoshino Mahiro didn't know whether to complain or not.

"Wouldn't you be afraid if I had told you at the beginning that I could read minds and distort reality?"

"Definitely, Godzilla suddenly appears on the set every day, and it's scary to think about it." He honestly admits it.

"The ability to predict the future doesn't scare you too much, and it's easy to pique your curiosity, right?"

“……”

Indeed, on Wednesday and Thursday, when he had just learned that someone could predict the future, Hoshino was in a state of extreme excitement.

It was at that time that he developed an irrepressible curiosity about Sayoko, and finally developed to the point of liking others.

It can only be said that it was completely pinched by Sayoko.

"But I hope you can consider my feelings next time."

"I've thought about it, so I'm going to tell you just one person." Sayoko leaned over and rubbed his stiff face.

"Even if there were other people I liked, I wouldn't tell them so many things."

"Of all the interesting things, you're the only one I love the most."

"You're special, and I like you too, so I'll tell you." The sweet aroma exhaled by the girl teased Hoshino Mahiro's facial nerves

It's really a foul monologue, and the little depression that was originally designed was swept away in an instant.

"I want some compensation."

"Greedy guy."

"Only this time." Slender fingers pressed against his lips.