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After school that afternoon, Hashima Seisuke walked back to his apartment and saw a Kuroneko Delivery truck parked downstairs. A tall male staff member wearing a work uniform was holding the express box. Opposite him, a red The weak-tempered woman had panicked eyes and hesitated to speak.

"S-Senior!"

Seeing Hashima Seisuke appear, Ebina's eyes suddenly lit up.

Hajima Seisuke said hello, "Your express delivery?"

"It's something my mother sent from my hometown." Ebina breathed a sigh of relief, hid her right hand on her chest, half-hiding behind Hajima Seisuke, and whispered, "Senior, please sign for me."

Hashima Kiyosuke looked at the courier uncle and immediately knew why Ebina was panicking.

This uncle was over 1.8 meters tall, with naturally curly hair, a slanting scar on his face, and dark skin. He looked like a ferocious-looking man at first glance. Ebina was timid to begin with, but when he was stared at by these eyes, he hesitated at all. Dare to answer.

Hajima Kiyosuke politely said, "Shall I sign the express delivery order?"

"No problem." A stiff smile appeared on the middle-aged uncle's face. The sinister smile frightened Ebina, who quietly raised his head, to tremble, and hurriedly hid behind Hajima Seisuke, not daring to look again.

"Sorry." The courier uncle felt a little embarrassed and bowed to apologize, "Originally, I was responsible for sorting at the courier point. Yamada, who delivered the courier, had a stomachache and went to the hospital. Please ask me to help... I'm sorry for scaring you. !”

"My friend has always been afraid of strangers. It has nothing to do with you." Hashima Kiyosuke said quickly.

When Hajima Seisuke was in college, he worked as a courier sorter at the school site. Naturally, he knew how hard this job was. It was impossible to do that kind of thing by giving negative reviews to others because of their bad looks.

Hajima Seisuke picked up the pencil, signed his name at the signature place, and then said: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard." The middle-aged uncle waved his hand, the smile on his face became more natural, and he got on the express truck and turned around to say goodbye.

As the other party left, Ebina finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, senior."

The voice was very low, and you couldn't hear it clearly if you weren't paying attention. However, Hajima Seisuke knew that this was the voice of Ebina speaking normally. He heard from Hamster Mi that usually no teacher asked Ebina questions during class - because the voice was too low, so he stood on the podium. I couldn't hear what was being said at all.

"Senior, can I handle the express delivery?"

Hashima Seisuke shook his head: "No, it's just a matter of a few steps."

"oh……"

"Are you going to work in a restaurant at night?"

"I'm going." Ebina replied, "I'll have a rest tomorrow."

Hajima Kiyosuke looked at the weak red-haired girl: "Be safe alone, what should I do if something happens?"

Ebina blinked: "If anything happens, I'll call the senior as soon as possible!"

"Just remember."

Having said that, there is actually no need to be too nervous. Firstly, the public security in Tokyo is very good. Secondly, on the way home from Ebina’s part-time job, he would rather take a long detour than take a small road. At least for so long, except for the hamster burial I was frightened that time during the last trip, and I never heard from Ebina that anyone was following her.

As he walked to the second floor while talking, Ebina took out the key, opened the door, and whispered, "Senior, please come in and sit for a while?"

"No." Hajima Seisuke shook his head and refused, putting the express box down, "I'll go back and play shogi."

"Goodbye, senior."

…

Hashima Seisuke returned home, turned on the computer, and started looking for a shogi game. The significance of the trip to Kamakura was not only to win the championship, but also to meet a new generation of shogi masters. Everyone would set up a room online to play shogi. , although it is much worse than the real chessboard fighting, but it is better than doing it behind closed doors.

Ten minutes later.

"Bang bang."

There was a timid knock on the door.

Hajima Seisuke opened the door, and the red-haired weak girl stood outside the door, holding a paper bag in her arms, blushing and whispering: "Senior, this is the rice and vegetables sent by my mother from my hometown. I, I am alone. Can’t finish eating…”

It’s a lie that you can’t finish it all. With your big eater, there’s absolutely nothing you can’t finish!

"Thank you Ebina."

It was just a souvenir, and given the relationship between the two of them, it would be unjustifiable to refuse.

"Would you like to have dinner together tonight?" Hashima Kiyosuke asked.

"Eh..." Ebina looked hesitant, and finally shook his head and said, "I won't bother you, senior. I'll go to the restaurant for a work meal later."

"That's fine."

Hajima Seisuke glanced around and found that there was a bottle of black stuff in the paper bag, which looked a bit like a soy sauce bottle. He asked curiously: "What is this?"

"It's the wine my mother made herself..."

It's actually wine?

Hashima Seisuke was slightly surprised. Drinking is allowed in Japan only after the age of 20. Of course, the law stipulates that if you really want to drink secretly, no one will care about you. However, with Ebina's character, it is difficult to believe that she would do "violation" legal' thing.

"It's plum wine." Seeing Seisuke Hashima's surprised look, Ebina blushed quickly on her little face and said hesitantly, "My mother brews some new plum wine every year. She made me drink plum wine when I was a child. It is said that it can improve immunity and beautify the skin..."

Ebina's voice became quieter as he spoke, his fingers intertwined together, and he looked over with pitiful eyes.

As soon as Hashima Kiyosuke rolled his eyes, he understood what Ebina was worried about. Plum wine was also a drink in the legal sense, and drinking plum wine was considered an 'illegal' act.

"Speaking of which, I used to drink plum wine a lot when I was a kid." Hashima Seisuke said with a smile.

"Eh?" Ebina blinked, "Have you, senior, also drank?"

Hashima Seisuke said: "Of course, when I was a kid, every household made their own plum wine, and there were not many people who had never drank plum wine."

Plum rain plum rain refers to the yellow plum rain. In the past, during the plum rain season, every household would make their own plum wine. This product has a low alcohol content and a sweet taste. It can delay aging, beautify the face and lose weight. Both adults and children can drink it.

"That, that's good."

Seeing Ebina's cat-like cautious expression, Hashima Kiyosuke couldn't help but raise his right hand, landed on Ebina's head, and gently rubbed the girl's silky hair.

Ebina has always been very shy, but he has a special liking for head petting. He subconsciously rubbed the palm of Hajima Kiyosuke's hand gently, showing a happy expression as if the cat had been rewarded.

"Let's go to the restaurant." Hajima Seisuke stopped at the right time, "Be careful on the road."

"I understand, senior."

Ebina walked outside the door, with a slight movement in his heart. He raised his hand to his head and stroked the spot that Hajima Kiyosuke had touched just now. He swirled his lovely white fingers gently, and then hurriedly pretended to be combing his hair. She gently tidied her temples, pursed her pink lips slightly, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and turned around to go downstairs.

…

"Bang bang."

The knock on the door sounded again.

Hajima Kiyosuke raised his head and looked at the door, only to feel that the knock on the door was unfamiliar.

"It's not Ebina..."

Human beings can distinguish the footsteps of familiar people, and they can also distinguish the knock on the door. The knock on the door at this moment is much louder than Ebina.

"It doesn't sound like Xiaomi either..." Hajima Kiyosuke was curious, got up and walked over, "Could it be Takumi?"

"No, Zhaili is still angry. He will send a message if something happens. He will definitely not come at this time."

"Is it Kato or Ginko?"

"Ginzi has to go to class tomorrow, Kato won't suddenly come over alone..."

He reached out and opened the door. Standing outside the door was a girl with long black hair and straight hair that was completely unexpected by Hajima Kiyosuke.

"Junior, good evening~~"

The girl with long black hair and straight hair outside the door said hello lazily, and then walked in with an indifferent expression.

"Wait a minute." Hashima Seisuke couldn't help but complain, "Senior, what are you doing here?"

"Come here for dinner." Kasumigaoka Shiyu handed over the shopping bag in his hand and wrote lightly, "Is that dish called meat stuffed with green peppers?"

"I haven't eaten for a long time and I want to eat."

"I have already bought the ingredients, and I will leave the rest to the younger generation."

If you want to eat, you call in advance to make a reservation. What a fuss if you suddenly come to the door with ingredients, you are really not polite at all!

Hashima Kiyosuke looked down at the black travel bag held by his senior sister, and an unpleasant premonition came to his mind: "What is this?"

"Well..." The senior sister paused for half a second, and the corners of her pink lips suddenly raised slightly, "Junior, guess what?"

"I don't want to guess." Hajima Kiyosuke said expressionlessly, "I don't want to know what's inside."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu held her right hand in front of her chest and said in a lazy tone: "Junior, which pair of slippers should I wear?"

If you still want to wear slippers, it’s good that I didn’t kick you out!

"Let's make things clear first." Hajima Kiyosuke said with a straight face.

"Since you, junior, are so curious, I will reluctantly tell you." The senior sister said nonchalantly, "Inside the backpack are stockings, underwear, towels, toiletries and a laptop. Are you surprised or surprised?"

"..."

Surprise you big-headed ghost, some are just frightening, okay? Why are you suddenly carrying these things to your door? If you want to stay in a hotel, turn left. There are love hotels and high-end hotels for you to choose from!

Hajima Kiyosuke felt a dull pain in the back of his head, and his bad premonition came true. He couldn't help but ask, "What's the reason?"

People like Senior Sister who are very purposeful in doing things will not come to the door on impulse. There must be a reason.

"Junior." Kasumigaoka Shiyu raised her finger and pointed at her cheek, "What did you see?"

Hajima Seisuke looked at his senior sister, with a fair and smooth forehead, breakable skin, a straight and delicate nose, lips as pink as cherry blossoms, a pair of beautiful burgundy eyes, and a lazy middle-notch The temperament of a person thousands of miles away, Toyozaki Academy's flower of the high mountain is by no means a wasted reputation.

"Have you noticed, Junior-kun?"

Kasumigaoka Shiyu's pretty face leaned forward, and a pleasant fragrance like orchid and musk came to her face.

Hajima Kiyosuke took a step back and distanced himself from his senior sister. Looking at the tired look on his senior sister's eyebrows, he had a vague guess in his heart: "...is it a dark circle?"

"I thought the younger generation could see nothing but drooling." Kasumigaoka Shiyu clasped her hands on her chest and complained casually.

Hey, don't go too far! No matter how good-looking you are, no one except facial paralysis patients with crooked mouths and slanted eyes would drool while looking at others!

"Didn't you sleep well yesterday?" Hajima Kiyosuke said with a headache.

"Not only yesterday, I haven't slept well recently." The senior exhaled softly, with a rare tired expression on her face.

Needless to say, in Kamakura, I heard the sound of mice rustling in the attic at night, so I could only squint for a while during the day. After returning home the day before yesterday, Kasumigaoka Shiu planned to have a good rest at night, but found that the situation did not improve.

There is no one living in it for more than half a month, so it is inevitable that there will be a strange feeling. The living room has been cleaned, but there is no way to solve other things... The most common troubles during the rainy season are that clothes will not dry, the walls will regain moisture, and things will grow mold. .

When she went to bed last night, Kasumigaoka Shiu took out the quilt and smelled a faint musty smell on the quilt. For a senior with a keen sense of smell, this musty smell was really unbearable. In the end, she had no choice but to turn on the air conditioner. I turned up the temperature and slept on the sofa all night.

I haven't been able to have a good rest these days, and the trouble of insomnia made Kasumigaoka Shiyu even more irritable. The deadline was about to come, and I put my hands on the keyboard, but couldn't type a word... Various factors converged, and finally Kasumigaoka Shiyu became more and more irritable. Qiu Shiyu came to see Hajima Seisuke with a bag.

Without sleeping pills, Hashima Seisuke is the only thing known to allow her to sleep peacefully.

"Junior, do you still remember what you said yesterday?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu looked at him with half-squinted eyes.

Hashima Kiyosuke was startled: "What did I say?"

The senior sister pursed her pink lips: "You said you would be responsible to the end."

"When did I..." Hashima Kiyosuke paused for half a second and said speechlessly, "Is this what you say when you meet a white goose?"

"I'm injured." The senior said suddenly.

"Um?"

"Right ankle." Kasumigaoka Shiyu stretched out a green-white finger and gently lifted a corner of the stockings on her thigh, revealing her pink and white skin, which was particularly dazzling under the light. "It was scratched yesterday when I stepped on the gutter. My ankle is damaged, would you like me to take off your stockings and check them?"

Hajima Kiyosuke only felt a dull pain in his head: "No need."

When I went back yesterday, my senior's walking posture was a little wrong. I think she accidentally bruised her ankle.

"So..." Senior Sister slightly lengthened her voice and her eyes flashed slightly, "Do you, my junior, plan to take responsibility?"

Hajima Seisuke said: "What if I refuse?"

"Tsk~~" Kasumigaoka Shiyu raised her hand and played with the black hair beside her ear, "The so-called man dies the moment he breaks his promise, right?"

"..."

Hey, will you be sentenced to death if you refuse? In addition to a change of clothes and a computer, your backpack also contains murder weapons!

"I see."

Hajima Seisuke sighed and bent down to get clean slippers. The senior sister was obviously determined by the weight, otherwise she wouldn't have killed her first and played later.

Seeing Hashima Seisuke's bending action, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's lips raised slightly, outlining a pleasant arc.

Putting on her slippers, Kasumigaoka Shiyu walked into the living room, sat on the sofa, then took out her laptop from her backpack, and said in a cheerful voice: "Junior, you can make dinner now."

Hashima Seisuke's face turned slightly dark, and he turned around and walked into the kitchen. Even if his senior wasn't here, he planned to make dinner, but it would be very simple to eat alone. Stir-fried meat with shredded potatoes and a tomato and egg were the standard dinner ingredients.

"Junior, do you need my help?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu asked lying on the sofa.