[Nao, they all like the little disciples you accepted, especially Mitsuki, but Moyou is not very close to them. 】

[Your relationship with Moyou has grown deeper, and you have taken care of many of her things, including attending school visits. You can see that Mo You is very happy about your arrival. 】

[After the age of eight, Moyou's planting frenzy has decreased a bit, and only two boxes of bean sprouts that were originally scattered in the studio are left, and most of the land in the backyard is returned to the flowers. 】

[She is a year older, she knows something, and she knows that for you and her family, although the money to buy vegetables is a lot, it is not much. At the same time, she found something else to do. 】

[She persuaded you to stop paying for the cleaning service and let her help you clean the studio.] 】

[You promise her, and in exchange, you ask her what she wants.] 】

[She asked for a maid outfit that was easy to work on, you thought she would like the new and cute pink, she insisted on the Victorian black and white. 】

A series of memory images appeared in Nan Yuki's mind.

These memories are very short, the scenes are different, there are corridors, living rooms, yards, almost all over the studio, and the images in the film are all girls in little maid costumes, dusting, mopping the floor, cleaning up clutter, washing things......

The girl's attitude towards housework is serious, her hands and feet are nimble, like a professional maid, only on the way from one battlefield to the next, she runs with her skirt, showing her youth and liveliness.

After a small segment of the memory screen, a long segment appears.

In the tea room, Nan Yuki drank green tea and watched Mo You, who was sorting out the tea cans.

The retro maid dress wrapped the girl's body firmly, revealing only a small face and two small hands, and the black and white skirt reflected her face a little seriously.

Minami Yuki sits at the tea table and can see her delicate side face.

The cupboard for the tea was a little high, and the girl's small black leather shoes stepped on a square stool, and the skirt swayed with her movements.

"Why do you want a maid?" Minami Yuki asks a question that has been bothering her for a long time.

Mo You turned her head to look at him, and continued to place the tea cans, her voice was immature, and it was bright because of the worship it contained: "Because the maid is very powerful!" ”

"Amazing?" Minami Yuki's eyes flashed to the maid who took out the bazooka from under her skirt.

"A maid can do all kinds of housework, she can clean, cook, sew, and clean up the house."

"Does Moyou want a maid?"

"Hmm!" Mo You put away the last tea canister and closed the cabinet door: "If I can do everything well at home, grandpa and grandma won't have to work so hard when they come back." ”

The light beside the girl was a little dazzling, and a few birds flew out of the window, beyond the blue sky. The wind blew in and stirred the girl's silky black hair, naughtily pulling the lace of the girl's maid outfit.

This black and white, old-fashioned, cold maid outfit gives birth to some warmth. Nan Yuki looked at the girl and felt a sense of pity.

After checking the cupboard, the girl slowly squatted down on the square bench, one leg bent, kneeling on the surface of the bench, the other foot down, she only looked at the height of the ground, forgetting the hem of her skirt, which hooked the corner of the stool when she stepped on the ground.

The skirt pulled her waist, and she was afraid that her clothes would be torn, so she wanted to turn back and return to the bench, but she had already jumped off, where could she go back against the laws of physics.

Her hesitation was evident on her landed foot, which could not firmly stand on the ground, and with a flick of her ankle, her body fell to the side along with the stool.

"Huh?!"

Moyu let out a startled voice, she looked at the tatami mats that were getting closer and closer to her, and she still didn't understand the situation.

As the ground approached her eyes, she felt her neck tighten, and her falling momentum stopped.

Nan Yuki grabbed the girl's skirt and pulled her to her feet.

"Be careful." He said.

"Thank you." Mo You looked at the fallen stool and felt afraid.

This late fear gave birth to a late peace of mind, she straightened out the placket that had just been grabbed by Nan Yuki and looked at the man in front of her.

The man was leaning over the stool, and the face of the man she had to look up to see before was as tall as hers.

She saw the man's broad forehead, which was flat, like a cloth on a cloth fan, smooth and white. She wondered, is the other party really from her father's generation? Obviously, my father already has fine lines on his forehead and is old, but the other party does not look old at all.

She thought that a few weeks ago, the shop was busy, and the grandfather couldn't get away, and the man went to pick her up from school, and the classmates asked if the other party was her brother.

Several girls shamelessly gathered around the man and asked him if he was a star, and later, in private, they also learned to be like an adult and discussed what kind of little milk dog the man was.

It's already the age of an old dog.

Why aren't you old at all?

The girl had deep doubts in her heart. There was a little joy in this doubt, and it was also this joy that pushed her doubts. Just like a rich man on TV who suddenly sighs that he only has money and doubts about what money can bring, this doubt is a show off, a joy.

She likes this man who is more handsome than the stars in the magazine, and she doesn't want the other person to get old.

She thought, no wonder her mother let her call him a man's brother, if she called him uncle, it would not be suitable!

"Huh? What are you staring at me? Minami Yuki straightened up and spotted the girl's gaze.

"Nothing." Mo You looked away, she often watched housewife dramas with her grandmother, and she had learned to be shy from the electronic screen.

She changed the subject: "Why did my brother grab my collar, in the story, it was obviously in the posture of a princess!" The collar hurt my neck. ”

"Because Moyou is like a cat with black and white patterns, would you princess hold a cat? For the cat, all you have to do is grab the back of her neck. Yuki Minami reached out and scratched the girl's chin.

"I'm not a cat!" The girl took a step back, deftly dodging Minami Yuki's fingers.

At the moment when that hand fell into the air and drooped, she was a little lost. The man's fingers were delicate and gentle, and they were comfortable to scratch on the chin, and she turned down the opportunity to be comfortable.

Remorse crossed her heart, she thought, even if she loses the opportunity to enjoy, she must firmly refuse a man, what is it to scratch her chin, she is not a cat!

Yuki Nan stuck out her tongue, and Moyu turned and ran outside.

Pushing open the sliding door of the tea room, she suddenly thought of something, ran back again, and came to Nan Yuki's side.

"What for?" Minami Yuki sat at the tea table, holding a tea cup, and looked sideways at the girl.

The girl didn't answer, she snatched the teacup from Nan Yuki's hand, reached out a finger into the cup, and smeared it on Nan Yuki's cheek with the tea-stained fingertips.

"Isn't it makeup?" She muttered.

"What makeup?" Yuki Minami was confused.

"Did my brother lie about his age?"

"There's no such reason anyway, right?"

"Want to pretend to be mature or something?"

"I'm not that naïve."

"That's a youkai? Immortality or human skin? ”

"What did you think of suddenly?"

"It's a little windy, can my brother go and close the window?"

"You're trying to trick me into going out into the sun on the windowsill, aren't you? I'm not going to turn to ashes like a vampire! ”

"It's obviously an uncle, it's not scientific."

Mo You rubbed the man's cheek again, except for the soft and delicate touch, she didn't get any other feedback, put down her palm, she drank the tea in the teacup, and left with doubts.

[After a year of getting along, you and Mo You have become very close, and the girl who refused to even accept a meat bun in her previous life can get along with you naturally at this time, and she can say her thoughts without any scruples. 】

[In a year, you watched her grow, she watched you, but she couldn't find any changes. 】

[She suspects that you are an immortal monster. 】

Looking at the simulated text, Nan Yuki pinched her nose.

Why are you called an immortal monster, and you blame me for being young?

No, I should say that I will grow younger in the future, and mine is indeed very young now.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and after experiencing the memory scene of this time, the uneasiness in his heart dissipated a lot.

He is worried until now, for fear that his relationship with Moyou will go astray, after all, this simulator is preceded by the word love.

There is a difference of thirty ...... between him and Mo Youke No, in this Sims there is a difference of more than twenty years.

This is already a generational difference!

Although it is not uncommon for old husbands and young wives to be seen in reality, and there are even many international celebrities, he is not very acceptable when it comes to himself.

The last memory scene was just the first meeting with Mo You, and he wasn't sure about it, but this time the memory scene was after getting along for a year, and their relationship was already very close, and the emotions at this time could already be used to make judgments.

The emotions that come from this memory scene are warmth and pity, and there are no other ingredients.

is worthy of him, always abiding by love and justice.

He looked back at the name of the simulator and thought, how can love be such a narrow thing? How can the word be bound only by the affection between men and women?

Like relatives, like friends, like a dead thing, like a certain animal, or even like a certain scenery, it can be love!

It should be fine...... Right?

These are just his wishful thinking and don't know what the hell this simulator is all about.

But he knows himself, and he takes Jasmine as his daughter. As long as there is this, it should be enough.

Turning his head to look at the photo at the head of the bed, his mind flashed the picture of Mo You wearing a maid costume in the memory scene.

The photo of the sailor on the cabinet was originally very good, but it is a little unfragrant at the moment.

Save up the number of simulations and exchange them for a photo of the maid Moyu!

He continued to look at the simulation interface.

[The girl carefully observed your living habits, she followed the cook in your studio, made a dish with a trace amount of garlic, and watched you eat it. 】

[She touches your toes lightly with her fingers dipped in two grains of salt.] 】

[While she is working, she holds a Buddha statue and dangles it at your door. 】

[She also took advantage of your nap to secretly recite two verses beside her.] 】

[In addition, there are talismans, holy water, crosses, etc., and she tastes them every time.] 】

[You smiled and asked her, why do you only use so few exorcism props every time, and only recite a short paragraph each time, what if the amount is too small and the effect is insufficient? 】

[The girl said in a tangled way, she just wanted to see if you were a monster and didn't want to kill you.] 】

[You laugh heartily, pinch her face, and punish her to go with you to the celebration of Genyihime Shrine.] 】

[You didn't expect that the festival would make the girl nervous, and she was as vigilant as a hare that smelled the scent of predators.] 】

A small memory scene emerges.

The sedan chair carrying the priest went forward, the kagura played by the drums resounded all around, and the chosen young man wore a crotch cloth and carried a huge sacred tree behind him.

Nan Yuki took Mo You's hand, and he lowered his head to look at the girl with a serious face.

"What do you see me doing?" He asked.

"Didn't my brother feel dizzy and weak in his hands and feet?"

"Nope."

"Do you feel like you're having a nervous breakdown?"

"I've said I'm not a monster anymore."

Nan Yuki sighed helplessly. He smiled, and the palm on top of the girl's head rubbed her hair hard.

"I'm sorry." Mo You's heart relaxed, she clenched Nan Yuxi's palm, and looked at the team walking away.

She didn't see anything just now, just looked at the man next to her.

"I'm causing trouble for my brother." She said dejectedly.

Thinking that a man might be a youkai was a matter of last month, and after a month of trying, she had obviously denied this speculation, but when she came to the shrine and saw the procession of the festival, she couldn't help but worry when she heard Kagura, looked at the priest, and the fragrance of the sacred tree wafted through the tip of her nose.

She thought that even if it was her brother, he would feel troubled if he had been suspected for so long.

"It's okay, I'm a little happy."

"Huh?"

Nan Yuxi's words made Mo You wonder, she didn't understand why her brother was misunderstood and still happy.

She thought of the story told at the same table at school, and the same table said that her father liked to be scolded by herself and her mother, which is a physique called Shake M, could it be that her brother also has this physique?

If his brother lets himself scold him, should he scold him?

Eight Ga Han too roadless race?

It's rude to talk like that. However, if it is the request of my brother......

Minami Yuki didn't know that the girl's misunderstanding of him had actually been updated from a youkai to a worse existence, and he was telling the truth to the girl, and he was happy with the girl's suspicion.

Because this doubt does not appear in the form of doubt.

The girl saw the procession of the festival, she felt scared, worried, she was not suspecting that Nan Yuki was a monster, but worried that her brother next to her was purified by the gods, this worry crossed the step of doubt, and appeared directly, and the suspicion was pushed up to blame when reason was found after worrying.

Minami Yuki thinks of when he was a child, when he heard the sound of an ambulance, he would worry about his parents for no reason, afraid that the ambulance was going to his home.

It's a projection of the fear of losing a loved one.

Mo Youneng worries him like this, which proves that the girl has regarded herself as one of her important relatives, which makes him happy.

"Let's go, go to the shrine, the stalls on both sides have been set up!"

Taking Moyu's tiny hand, Minami Yuki walked up the steps.

After arriving at the shrine and entering the torii, Moyu became worried again, and she kept glancing at Nan Yuki, avoiding her gaze when Nan Yuki looked at her.

"Are you really okay?" She asked cautiously.

"Ahh Nan Yuki clutched her chest.

The girl's face turned white.

"Lie to you." He straightened up.

"Bad guys!" The girl pounded him on the back in annoyance.

I didn't expect to finish writing, and I asked for leave in vain.