The satchel full of books was a powerful weapon, and the attacker was dazed by the slashing head and face, like a meteor hammer, and he covered his face, and before he could react, Nan Yuki kicked him down, pressed his knees against his back, and locked his wrists with both hands.

With the pattern of small bricks on the sidewalk, the attacker was puzzled, it was obvious that he was the one who attacked Minami Yuki, why was he attacked by the schoolbag first, and then defeated?

He struggled twice, unable to escape, convinced that he had lost to Nan Yuki in both the love field and the battlefield, full of sorrow.

After he calmed down, Nan Yuki spoke: "I don't know your name, and I don't want to know your name, please think about the consequences of me handing you over to the patrol police, the police station to contact your parents, and contact the school." ”

The attacker, Yota Oda, trembled, he just saw the confession scene of Chiju Kazumi, and he followed over hot-headed to teach Nan Yuki a lesson, without considering the consequences at all.

Just thinking that his parents and friends at school would know about it made him feel terrified and wanted to flee the city.

"Looks like you've figured it out," Nan Yuki let go of her hand and lifted her knee to press against his waist, "then, goodbye." ”

Oda Yota was stunned for a while before he reacted, and Nan Yuki let him go.

Damn, not only emotionally and fists and feet, but also in temperament!

He ran away with tears in his eyes.

Nan Yuki looked at his back and sighed. It's so good that I only act with enthusiasm, and I don't think about other years at all.

All of this happened in a matter of minutes, and pedestrians on the road were craned their necks, ready to help or call for patrols. Seeing that the battle was over, they retracted their necks into their collars.

Among these onlookers, Nan Yuki saw a familiar figure.

The girl who was still in a wheelchair the day before yesterday is now wearing the same uniform as him and standing aside with a canvas bag.

When she was in a wheelchair, Nan Yuki just thought she was petite, and now that she was on her feet, Nan Yuki could definitely put the title of little dwarf on her head.

If it weren't for the uniform of Tsukimiri High School, Minami Yuki would have thought that she was as big as her sister's beloved.

The girl was still wearing a mask, covering half of her face. There is often such a setting in the comics, saying that if you close your eyes, your ears will be more sensitive, and Nan Yuki doesn't know if there is a scientific basis for this, but what he can be sure of is that after covering half of her face, the girl's eyes are more eye-catching and seem to be extraordinarily smart.

The girl noticed Minami Yuki's gaze, and she turned around and walked towards the apartment.

Yuki Minami catches up.

"Yo, meet again." He greeted the girl.

"Hello." The girl responded.

"I didn't expect we to be in the same school."

"There are a lot of students in the apartment."

“…… You were in a wheelchair before, did you hurt your leg? ”

"Nope."

"Is that something else?"

"It's inconvenient to answer."

On the way, Nan Yuki talks to her, and although she answers, she is obviously not very interested, and often has a tendency to talk to death.

Except for knowing her name, Yuki Minami found nothing.

"Yuko Ibuki." Coming out of the elevator, Nan Yuki sighed in her heart, "What a strange child." ”

He opened the love simulator, but the name of Yuko Ibuki did not appear in the simulated object.

I don't know if Ibuki Yuko hasn't been connected to him yet, or if Ibuki Yuko doesn't meet the requirements of the simulator.

Forget it, leave her alone.

Today there are more important things waiting for you!

Minami Yuki walked briskly to his room.

The thousand paper cranes sent to him by his sister have arrived, and he has made an appointment for door-to-door delivery at the current time slot.

I didn't have to wait long, the doorbell rang, and the courier stood behind the door with the courier in his hand.

Printing his own seal on the courier's list, Yuki Minami got his sister's delivery, and he opened the package, revealing a large box of biscuits.

Lifting the lid of the iron biscuit box, a pile of hand-stacked paper cranes was printed into Minami Yuki's eyes, and various paper cranes folded into colored paper were densely arranged in the not spacious biscuit box.

[You received a gift from [Nan Xinai] containing your heart]

[Number of simulations +1]

It worked!

The number of simulations has increased!

Nan Yuki picked up a thousand paper cranes and looked at them carefully. A thousand paper cranes are not easy to fold, and in addition to some practice, you also need some talent to fold well.

Whether a person's hands are dexterous or not, you can see it through origami.

And the thousand paper cranes in his hand are very perfect existences.

Such a pair of hands, if used for housework, must be good. However, he already has Nao Asano and doesn't need his sister to take care of him.

He put the paper crane back in the cookie box, put the cookie box on the bedside cabinet, took a photo, and sent it to his sister's beloved.

While waiting for the girl's reply, he pondered the efficiency of getting the number of simulations from his sister.

In the previous phone call, Beloved said that it took one night to fold these, and conservatively estimated that Beloved said that one night was four hours.

In four hours, you can get a simulation.

There are 24 hours a day, 4624, and my sister can produce 6 simulation opportunities a day!

There are 8,760 hours a year, and my sister can produce 2,190 simulation opportunities!

This is certainly not possible.

Beloved needs to eat, sleep, go to school, and play.

Damn, why is my sister human? Why not a robot that can fold paper cranes 24 hours a day? Why isn't it a female ninja who can split up a lot of clones to origami?

Nan Yuxi re-estimated, and his beloved could give him a thousand paper cranes a week, which was already a brother-sister relationship.

It's too slow.

There is a limit to what her sister can count on, and Nan Yuki can only put her expectations on Nao Asano.

I don't know how efficient Nao Asano is at producing the number of simulations.

I went to urge her at dinner and asked her why she hadn't prepared a gift yet.

Just thinking about it, the phone vibrated and my sister sent a reply.

"Beloved: How is it, it's a good fold!"

Nan Yuki didn't type, and dialed the phone directly.

"Hello? Why did you call again? Is there a problem with a thousand paper cranes? Minami asked nervously.

"How long did it take you to fold these?" Yuki Minami asks about the specific construction time.

"Suddenly ask this? Three hours, I stacked it for three hours! The girl asked him for credit.

Nan Yuki thought to himself, three hours, one hour less than he expected.

"Fold a few more copies for me." He said.

"It's not impossible, brother, how many do you want, do you want a thousand?"

Nan Xinai has not yet understood the seriousness of the problem, and her words are naïve, and Nan Yuki uses cold words to tell her the cruelty of reality.

He said, "Just take six portions a day." ”

"Huh? Do you mean to ask for 6 more copies? ”

"6 servings a day."

“…… How could it be done! ”

Nan's peaceful state of mind was ruined by her brother's unreasonable demands, and her words were filled with anger.

"24 hours a day, 3 hours a serving, 6 servings only 18 hours, isn't it possible? I also left you 6 hours to spare. ”

"How can you spend 18 hours a day on this!"

"Can't you do it? Alas—"

"Why are you sighing, brother! No matter how you think about it, you can't do it! ”

"5 servings a day?"

"It can't be!"

"What about 1 serving? 1 serving, right? ”

"Three hours a day can make time, but ——, why do I spend three hours a day folding paper cranes for my brother!"

"To prove your love for me?"

"I'm going to tell my mother!"

Hey, you actually threatened me by calling my parents!

"Anyway, if you have time, fold it for me. My beloved folds are very beautiful, I like them very much, and when I see them, my heart is as cold as the air outside the window. Nan Yuki changed the toughness of his previous words and said such words in a melancholy tone.

"Huh?"

"I only have the love to rely on."

"Eh——?"

Nan Xinai wanted to ask Nan Yuxi what these two sentences meant, but before she could speak, Nan Yuxi hung up the phone.

She put down her phone, and Nan Yuki's last words lingered in her mind for a long time, when she was playing with dolls, when she was doing homework, when she was having dinner, when she was sleeping, no matter what she did, this melancholy sentence would suddenly pop up in her mind.

"I only have the love to rely on."

What the hell is going on? Don't rely on me! I'm only 12 years old and I'm just starting middle school!

In the dark bedroom, Nan Xinai, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes suddenly.

She lifted the quilt, put on her pajamas, turned on the lamp, and sat down at her desk, gritting her teeth.

Isn't it just folding a thousand paper cranes? Just give you a discount!