The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Leaving aside the free-flying thoughts in his mind for the time being, he looked up at the gradually diminishing rain, just like before, Wu also asked casually:

"By the way, Kirino, why are you here today?"

"Uh……"

When the expression froze, Kirino's pretty face suddenly turned red, and it was absolutely impossible for her to utter the shameful guess about the relationship between the two before.

So she decisively used her professional expertise as a younger sister.

"And, what does it have to do with you guy!"

Kirino's arrogant words reveal a rude side that can only be revealed inadvertently.

"I can't pass by here for morning exercise!"

"..."

Ha ha.

Hearing his sister's mouth full of loopholes, Wu Ye, the master liar, didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart, and even wanted to laugh.

Morning exercise ran to another city, um, nothing wrong.

This is the training attitude that an ace should have!

"What's the matter!"

As if reading a subtle meaning from Takeya's plain smile, the blushing on Kirino's cheeks, which was finally suppressed, showed signs of resurgence.

"Any comments?"

"No no."

Habitually reaching out to touch Kirino's head, Takeya said in a coaxing tone:

"Kirino really worked hard~"

"Don't touch my head!"

Almost instantly, Kirino slapped Takeya's hand open, and at the same time stared at him with shame, resentment and guard.

"nausea!"

"Ah ha ha……"

With embarrassing retraction, Wu Ye almost forgot that they are not children anymore, and it is impossible to return to that kind of relationship.

"I said, is it your interest to make Elio-chan dress up like that?"

"Ok?"

The sudden change of topic caught Wu Ye a little off guard. Kirino's pointed eyes had already fallen on Remilia, and Wu Ye looked back along the line of sight, and suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched.

It seems that I have misunderstood something serious.

"Well, Kirino, listen to me, in fact, Remy, cough, this is Elliot..."

"Humph."

Turning his head, Kirino didn't give Takeya a chance to explain.

He could only smile wryly at this, perhaps in the other party's mind, he has become a pervert who likes to cosplay his sister at will to satisfy his own delusions.

Quietly looking back at Remilia who still didn't want to speak, and kept an indifferent attitude, Takeya deliberately moved his body to "hide" her behind him, avoiding Kirino's attention, and chatted about other topics inadvertently .

"Speaking of which, how is Kyousuke doing now?"

Kyosuke Kosaka, the second son of the Kosaka family, in terms of image, apart from being Takeya's younger brother and Kirino's older brother, as long as there are things in his identity, he is ordinary.

Compared with the "ordinary" deliberately written by Takeya, the "ordinary" is more simple.

I originally thought that talking about family members with shared memories might be able to relieve my sister's mood a little, but I never thought that it would be counterproductive.

Hey, why should I say it again?

"Huh? How would I know what happened to that guy."

That was the same look that Kirino used to look at Takeya before, no, it seems that from the perspective of disgust, the treatment of the second son seems to be more miserable than that of the eldest son.

"It's probably rotting at home now."

"..."

Although Wu Ye seems to have no qualifications to teach his sister a lesson, but using such "cruel" words to describe his brother whose blood is thicker than water is not a bit too much.

And you keep saying "that guy, that guy", brother majesty, etc., is this a rhythm that doesn't exist at all?

"Is it as bad as you said?"

After thinking about it, Wu Ye still tried to save the image of the second son, after all, he was his younger brother.

"I remember that Kyousuke has a childhood sweetheart with a good relationship? What is it, the daughter of the Tamura family? Isn't he already on the road to winning in life?"

"Hmph, hanging out with that local girl every day, that guy has only so much promise."

It seems that it is impossible to change the image of "brother" in Tong Nai's mind, she has completely regarded this concept as a dyeing vat for those who are close to ink.

"Speaking of which, why do you sound old-fashioned? Grandpa?"