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I can't stand the teasing of such a mature big sister at all.

Her body, which had been scalded red by the warm water in the bathroom, was now flushed with blush on her cheeks.

pat~!pat~!

The sound of bare feet on the ground was getting closer.

Sato Ming made himself turn his back as much as possible, then grabbed a bath towel beside him and wrapped it under his body.

"I'm here, Ming-Jun."

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the close behind.

A cold palm stroked Sato Akira's shoulder.

He was smart and felt a shiver all over his body.

Bowing down, I don't know if it's shyness, or the rosy cheeks that were steamed by the steam, Sato Ming murmured: "Sister, I'm 16 years old, I don't need you to wipe my back."

"Could it be that Ming-jun already hates elder sister?"

The older sister's voice was getting closer, and the low-pitched fake cry sounded charming.

"But even so~~~" The voice approached Sato Ming's earlobe: "Sister still wants to wipe Ming-jun's back."

"Whoo~~!"

The sparse soft words in the ear were accompanied by the sound of light breathing, and the warm and moist feeling spread all over Sato Akira's body.

He couldn't help trembling again.

His eyes were red, his legs were tucked together, his hands were pressed down on his legs, and his lower body was tightly covered with a bath towel.

"Sister~~~!"

Sato Akira is a little confused, he should not know what to do.

"Look back at me." A low and magnetic voice sounded next to Sato Akira's earlobe again.

The cold and slender palms were placed on the sides of Sato Akira's cheeks, and he turned his head gently.

"Sister~~~!" Sato Ming's voice was a little begging for mercy. If those subordinates who were scolded by him saw his situation, I am afraid they would have a new understanding of him.

No matter how restless his heart was, his eyes still slowly moved back.

The white fog enveloped everything around, and the warm and moist feeling spread in the bathroom.

The first thing his eyes touched was the delicate and delicate collarbone, and the cherry red lips.

Delicate skin exposed in the warm environment is full of moist water droplets.

White and ruddy shoulders are attached to a beautiful neck like a white swan.

Gollum~~!

Sato Ming couldn't help swallowing.

Then his eyes moved down, and his sister's whole body came into view.

He was wearing a red one-piece swimsuit that covered most of his body, and it looked no different from a normal seaside conservative swimsuit—this kind of swimsuit, even after crossing, he had seen it several times.

"Hehe~!" The elder sister's sly voice was full of pride: "Mingjun is really H."

The low voice that came to his ear was teasing.

Sato Ming was stunned for a moment, but he still quickly lowered his head and did not answer.

After all, even if she was wearing a swimsuit and her body was wet, the crystal clear water droplets were still falling down from her thighs, and her agar-white jade-like arms, slender fingers and pink lips were still there. Let Sato Ming dare not look directly.

He snorted, pretended to be slightly unhappy, and turned his head to avoid this scene from irritating him.

After calming down a bit, he also let go a little after knowing that his sister was wearing a swimsuit.

"Sister, what's the matter? Why do you suddenly want to wipe my back today?"

"Hahaha~~! It's because there are good things." My sister smiled cheerfully: "It's mainly to thank Ming-Jun, so I gave you a kill."

The elder sister's voice suddenly changed, and the charming tone like coquettish changed into a low and slightly hoarse feeling - this is her serious performance.

"Do you remember the advice you gave me the other day?"

Pretending to think for a while, Sato Ming looked like he had just remembered: "Is it your friend's vocal cord inflammation?"

"Yes, that's what happened." The elder sister's expression was a little joyful: "After the rest of the past few days and the doctor's treatment, her throat has improved to a certain extent. And I also listened to your suggestion and contacted his FANS and the leader of his subtitle team, asking them to cheer him up, worked quite well."

"Maybe it's the fans' encouragement, or maybe it's the doctor who told her that her voice can be restored to the past, which gave her confidence. She is not so uncomfortable now. So, today's incident is your reward and reward to Ming Jun. Oh."

"That's good." Sato Ming also showed a happy smile-----for him, seeing his sister's smile was the best reward.

He thought so and said so directly: "Seeing my sister's smile is the best reward for my suggestion, and I didn't do anything, just some small suggestions."

"I know." My sister's voice was filled with satisfaction and happiness.

After the words were finished, a strange silence suddenly descended from the two of them.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly Sato Ming felt that there was something behind his back, both the touch of the ribbon-like clothes and the friction of the skin, and the touch of the skin and the skin.

He could feel a head resting on his shoulder, and the sound of warm breathing rose and fell slowly and rhythmically beside his ears.

The warmth behind him could not be concealed.

"Thank you, Ming Jun, I really don't want my friend to have an accident, thank you very much. I really don't know what kind of changes will happen to me if my friend has an accident. Although your advice is very common, give me Provided the way forward and illuminated the hope in my heart, thank you."

A gentle voice with a slight whimper.

------ No, you should thank the system.

While saying these words in his heart, Akira Sato smiled happily.

He knew he had made the right choice.

[Ding~~, the progress of the main quest is detected. 】

[Update the first phase of the mainline mission]

[Main mission [-]: Become a virtual anchor producer. 】

[Quest rewards open: 1. Producer's exclusive project; 2. Open the means of obtaining standing credit points; 3. Open the new second-stage main quest. 】

[Note: The ordinary you see in your eyes is written by one miracle after another. 】

.....

The time is the 2nd day after the heart-to-heart talk.

At breakfast, my sister sent an invitation to Sato Ming again.

"Do you have time today, Ming-Jun?"

Sato Ming, who was drinking miso soup, glanced at his sister.

Sister, she combed her hair into a short ponytail today, wore gold-rimmed glasses, a capable male-oriented jacket and plaid shirt, and tight jeans on her lower body, which made her slender legs stand out.

"There is time, but there is time, do you have anything to do?"

Akira Sato thought about it for a while - the novel he just handed over to the editor should be enough for a while. Today, there is no need for regular contact with the stockbroker in the United States. Recently, I need to focus on electronic money. The hype is almost over, the money has basically fallen into the pocket, and the rest are some simple beginnings and endings, and it doesn't matter.

"Today I want to go to Tokyo and meet a few of my friends in the podcast industry. By the way, there's that podcast you know with an inflamed vocal cord. So do you want to go together? I want to give them to you introduce."

"why?"

Sato Ming didn't say this ignorant remark, but he responded with a smile: "Tokyo? It's okay, it's good to meet up. I'm also interested in the virtual anchor industry now."

----It happens that the main task of the system is to make him a producer of a virtual anchor, so it is good to know more people in the industry.

. . . . . .

Just go.

At about noon, Sato Ming and the others came to Tokyo by train.

The agreed location is a cafe outside Roppongi Shopping Street.

Sato Ming and his sister came earlier, and the two of them found a remote place and sat down according to the reserved location of the cafe.

After ordering the coffee, my sister stirred the coffee and explained the situation to Sato Ming: "Today, all my virtual anchor friends are coming, and I won't tell you their real names. The number should be one man and two women. The men are us. Now the founder of this box group is called Parry on the Internet. The young woman is called Qian Mingling, and the older woman is called Otome Yin, and she is the one whose vocal cords are inflamed."

"Both of these people are the companions of the former corporate fairy tale club that I told you before. At that time, in the fairy tale club, the company had many harsh and strange conditions for us, and the management made people nervous and uncomfortable, so we all jumped. Come out. Then Otome-senpai got in touch with Bandana in the painter world, and jumped under his box to set up our current Choco Lala. I had a very good relationship with Otome-senpai at the Fairy Tale Club at that time.”

When my sister spoke, she was full of memories.

In fact, Sato Ming is not too interested in these things, just nods in agreement.

"By the way, there was originally a child named Gushou Xueyou, but she has to work part-time today and has no time. I'll introduce it to you next time. They should like a little boy like you."

There was ambiguity in her sister's words.

Sato Ming glared at him: "What is a little boy like me? Huh?"

The elder sister didn't answer him, but reached out and rubbed his head: "Of course it's a cute, soft, fluffy little boy like Ming Jun."

"Are you all perverts?" Sato Ming couldn't help showing disgust in his eyes.

"Hahahahaha~~!" My sister smiled heartily: "No, even other cute little boys are not as attractive to me as Ming-Jun, you are my only one."

Sato Ming glanced at his elder sister with contempt, and sneered: "If elder sister, you are a boy, what you said just now is a downright scumbag declaration. Don't think that I don't know, Yuko from the neighbor's house, Mayu of my father's colleague's house. , you've said that to them. Even your 10-year-old sister, you don't let it go."

"Ah~~~!" My sister touched the back of her head and smiled heartily again: "No way, no way. You are all my only ones."

"Heh~~~"

During the relaxed chat, after half an hour, the waiting person finally came.

Standing at the coffee table, my sister introduced the men and women in front of Sato Ming.

"This very handsome guy is called Parry, the lady with the twin ponytails over there is called Qian Lingming, and this one is my best senior and friend Otome... This is mine My younger brother, Akira Sato, is 16 years old and just graduated from high school."

"Hello~!" The man who seemed to be the handsome male protagonist in a popular game stretched out his palm towards Sato Ming.

"Hello." Sato Ming naturally extended his hand in return.

The other two women also exchanged a few words with Sato Akira.

After a few greetings, they took their seats one by one.

My sister and these acquaintances in the virtual anchor industry chatted with each other about some recent gossip in life.

Sato Ming did not interrupt, just watched quietly, and at the same time carefully observed several people around.