My girlfriend is Ying Li Li

As a creator, it is impossible not to be competitive. There is no doubt that the senior sister has aroused the desire to win.

"It feels like there's something extra... I can't say." Michiru Hyido turned to look at Izumi Hashishima, "Izumi-chan, whose script do you think is better?"

"Eh?" Izumi Namishima was sitting between Michiru and Kato. Hearing this, he looked at Hajima Seisuke and his seniors, and mumbled in a low voice, "Both scripts are very interesting..."

"Don't be greedy." Hyoudou Michiru shook her finger, "You can only choose one."

"Well..." Izuku Hashima pursed his pink lips and whispered, "I also think Hajima-senpai's script is better. Kasumigaoka-senpai's script is so rich in emotion that it makes people a little breathless, and some The lines are so long..."

"Ah, that's right." Michiru Hyōdo slapped his thigh, making a crisp sound, "I think so too. It's interesting, but I'm a little tired after reading it."

After all, a stage play is not a historical drama and does not require such strong emotions. In the atmosphere of a campus festival, it should pay more attention to relaxation and joy. To a certain extent, the senior sister's script is a little too much.

"...Is that so?"

The senior sister tilted her head and looked at the sea of ​​Hashishima, with waterfall-like black hair pouring down from her ears, and her faint voice sounded like a visitor from hell.

"Yes, I'm sorry! (\u003e人\u003c)"

It was obvious that Hashima Dekai was not very courageous. He was trembling like a little hamster being held by a cat. He quickly lowered his head and apologized, "Please forgive me!"

"Senior," Hajima Kiyosuke whispered, "Don't be scared to the sea."

"whispering sound."

The senior sister looked away, folded her hands in front of her chest, and shook her legs louder.

After a while, the senior sister raised her head:

"I lost."

Fortunately, Yingli sat far away and couldn't hear what her senior said, otherwise she would have definitely provoked her. The senior, who has always been as proud as a swan, would actually lower her head and admit defeat. It can be said to be extremely rare.

Hajima Kiyosuke whispered:

"Among them is also the credit of my senior sister's guidance..."

"Shut up." The senior sister glanced at her with beautiful eyes and became angry, "If you lose, you lose. I will win again next time. I don't need the comfort of Junior Cricket."

"Huh?" Hyōdo Michiru looked over and asked curiously, completely ignoring the atmosphere, "Shi-chan will graduate from high school soon, right? Next year's campus festival has nothing to do with you, right?"

Senior sister: "..."

After watching two plays and watching a music performance by another club, when Hashima Seisuke and his party walked out of the gymnasium, the sun had already begun to set.

There were fewer tourists in the school than in the morning, but it was still bustling and extremely lively.

The group of people walked to the school atrium and had a lively meal of dumplings. Hashima Seisuke quickly said goodbye.

"I go first."

I'm going to the Kiyotaki family's old house to practice shogi in the evening, continue practicing tomorrow, and participate in the Dragon King Battle the day after tomorrow... It can be said that this year's school festival has ended.

"Junior, wait a moment."

The senior raised her leg slightly to block Hajima Seisuke's path.

"What's wrong?"

"Well, of course I am willing to accept the bet and lose." The senior raised her right hand and gently combed her hair with her green fingertips, "Since I lost, I will naturally abide by the bet."

Hajima Kiyosuke said expressionlessly, "I don't believe it."

On the rooftop at that time, the senior sister said that if she loses, she will wear a naked apron to do housework... It's just a lip service. If you believe it, you are a fool!

Unless he sees his senior wearing a nude apron with his own eyes, Hajima Kiyosuke will never believe it.

"What are you betting on?"

Yinglili had been eavesdropping with her ears pricked up, and when she heard the topic of the bet, she couldn't help but ask.

The senior glanced at Zari, "Sawamura-san's hearing has improved."

"I didn't ask you." Zhaili bit into a dumpling angrily, her cheeks bulging, and she thought the dumpling was a senior. She raised her eyes to look at Hajima Seisuke and muttered, "Speak quickly."

"Actually it is……"

Hajima Seisuke was prepared to be vague, so naturally he couldn't talk about the bet about the nude apron. Even though he knew that it was impossible for his senior sister, Eiri would definitely be furious.

"It's very simple." The senior sister took over the conversation naturally and said nonchalantly, "I lost the script duel, so I have to warm the bed for the juniors."

"Wha. What?!"

Eiriri hurriedly swallowed the dumplings in her mouth, choked and coughed, and looked at Hajima Seisuke angrily, "You actually..."

"I'm not, I don't have it." Hajima Kiyosuke said speechlessly, "Don't believe whatever the senior says."

The senior sister held her cheeks with her right hand and said slowly:

"In addition to warming the bed, there are also back rubs. Anyway, these are things that someone can't do. It's better to kick this useless young lady who can't do anything as soon as possible."

"Kasumigaoka Shiyu!" Eirili was so angry that her ponytails couldn't help trembling, and her body was ignited with golden fighting spirit, "Please stop it in moderation!"

Looking at his senior and Takumi who were bickering again, Hajima Kiyosuke sighed silently.

Harmonious coexistence is really just a luxury, right?

…

As the sun sets and the tired birds return to their nests, Seisuke Hashima steps into the old house of the Kiyotaki family.

"I'm back."

Because there were very few people in the Qingtaki family, the old house looked quite quiet in the dusk.

After passing through the entrance hall and walking into the living room, I saw the old man playing on his mobile phone with an evil uncle smile on his face. Needless to say, he must be playing the two-dimensional girl mobile game again.

"It's so slow." Yinzi, who was still wearing a sailor's uniform, walked over, pinching his waist with his left hand and holding a folding fan in his right hand, looking at him with disgust, "It's so slow."

"Watching a play in the gymnasium in the afternoon." Hajima Seisuke explained, and then said, "Where is Sister Guixiang?"

"What are you asking Sister Guixiang for?" Yinzi narrowed his eyes and looked suspicious, "Since when did you care so much about Sister Guixiang?"

"I mean it's getting late." Hajima Seisuke shrugged and spread his hands wordlessly, "If Sister Guixiang hasn't come back yet, I'll be in charge of the cooking."

"Not yet." Yinzi pursed her pink lips, and the suspicion on her face disappeared, "I guess I won't be able to come back until dark."

"Then let me make dinner." Hashima Seisuke looked at Ginzi, "Do you want to go to the supermarket?"

Yinzi complained: "I walked all day today and am exhausted..."

"Thank you for your hard work." Hashima Kiyosuke nodded seriously, "Then I will go alone."

Yinzi's little face condensed, and he knocked on the folding fan in his hand:

"Shut up."

After Ginzi put on his leather shoes, Hashima Seisuke and Ginzi walked to the supermarket near his old house. On the way, he sent a message to Ebina, asking Ebina to take care of Fat Orange.

"Leave it to me, Fat Orange-sama." Ebina naturally agreed, "Then, um... senior, won't you come to school to participate in the campus festival tomorrow?"

"not going."

Hashima Seisuke told Ebina the arrangements for the next two days.

"So that's it..." Ebina sent a clenched-fist emoticon, "Come on, senior."

Hajima Seisuke laughed: "I didn't drink the coffee, but I have been to your class's cafe, and the waiter's uniform is also very cute."

"...Meow meow!"

Buy good ingredients.

Return to the apartment.

Hashima Seisuke and Ginko started preparing dinner. As for the head of the family, Kiyotaki Kosuke... he was naturally only responsible for eating.

Halfway through dinner, the sound of the door opening came from the entrance, followed by the gentle and pleasant voice of Kiyotaki Osaka.

"I'm back."

Yinzi heard the sound and rushed out of the kitchen: "Sister Guixiang, welcome back."

"Eh?"

Qingtaki Guixiang's eyes focused on the apron around Ginzi's waist, and she said in surprise: "Ginko is cooking?"

"Kyosuke insists on asking me to help. It's really troublesome."

He said nonchalant words, but the expression on his little face clearly meant come and praise me. In front of Qingtaki Guixiang, Ginzi often showed a childish expression... It would be better to say that he is indeed a child at the age of fourteen.

Qingtaki Guixiang couldn't help laughing, and gently touched Ginzi's hair: "Ginzi has worked hard."

As he spoke, he walked to the door of the kitchen, looked at Hajima Seisuke who was busy, and said softly: "You have worked hard too, little Seisuke."

"After a day of playing at the campus festival, why bother going there?" Hashima Seisuke turned around and shrugged, "It's okay if Sister Guixiang doesn't call you little Seisuke."

"I've been yelling at you since I was little, but now I'm not allowed to yell." Kiyotaki Guixiang came over angrily, "Sister is angry."

"Xiao Guixiang, you can't favor one thing over another." The old man put down his mobile phone and came over to join in the fun, "I also had a hard day today."

Kiyotaki Guixiang rolled her eyes at him: "What did dad do at home today?"

Yinzi complained beside him:

"Watching TV, playing mahjong, and playing with mobile phones."

"Today is a day off." The old man didn't blush at all, "Of course you should take a serious rest."

"Dad." Kiyotaki Guixiang pointed towards the sofa, "Go watch your TV."

"..."

Qingtaki Guixiang put down her bag, turned and walked into the kitchen.

"Kyosuke, is there anything you need my help with?"

"No more." Hajima Seisuke smiled and said, "Sister Guixiang, go and rest for a while. You can eat later."

Kiyotaki Guixiang put her hands behind her back and nodded slightly: "Should Kiyosuke go for a run in the evening?"

"Go."

"Let's go together after dinner."

For some reason, I always felt that the look Qingtaki Guixiang looked at just now was a little subtle.

After having dinner together, Hashima Seisuke put on his shoes and went out for a run with Kiyotaki Katsura. Ginko sat on the sofa, not wanting to move at all.

November is already considered late autumn, and the wind blows slightly at night, making it much colder than during the day.

Hashima Seisuke and Kiyotaki Katsura walked to the small park where they often run. Because the weather was getting colder, they didn't see the grandparents who came for a walk.

After the two of them finished their run, they walked out of the park safely. When they passed a supermarket on the way, Kiyotaki Katsura suddenly shouted: "Seisuke, wait a minute."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm going to the supermarket to buy some things."

"good."

Walking to the door of the supermarket, Kiyotaki Guixiang suddenly stretched out a finger and made a no-entry gesture: "Kyosuke, please don't follow me."

Hashima Kiyosuke looked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

"Because I have to buy some special supplies." Kiyotaki Guixiang raised her hand to hold up her hair and said in a gentle voice, "I can't show it to Kiyosuke for the time being."

Hajima Kiyosuke: "..."

Not to mention it’s temporary, you won’t be able to show that kind of thing to yourself in the future!

Kiyotaki Guixiang waved her hand, "Seisuke can go buy two cups of milk tea and take them back later. The weather has gotten colder recently, so you can drink milk tea again."

"I know." Hajima Seisuke nodded slightly, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Ginzi, "What kind of milk tea would you like to drink?"

Ginzi came back with news soon: "Brown sugar latte matcha milk tea."

"receive."

A few seconds later, Yinzi sent another message.

"Two drinks, please."

"Master also drinks brown sugar milk tea?"

Yinzi said confidently: "I want to drink two glasses of wine alone."

Hajima Kiyosuke: "..."