My Daily Life with Gosara Ayase/my Sister Can't Be Ayase's Little Angel

Ryunosuke looked at Yukinoshita hesitantly, and asked, "Yukono, are you okay?"

Yukinoshita's expression remained unchanged and he said, "It's okay, you can do your best too."

Ryunosuke: "???"

After an awkward and inexplicable conversation.

Ryunosuke thought about what happened just now: "By the way, Yukino, is the book in your hand light? It looks familiar."

Yukinoshita smiled slightly, and held up the book for Ryunosuke to look at the cover: "Of course you look familiar, because this is your book."

Dumped by girlfriend but opened a harem

"Eumm" he said, why does it look familiar?

Although it is his book, he did not write it. Of course, he completed the last two volumes by himself.

After showing it to Ryunosuke, Yukinoshita stared at Ryunosuke a little hesitantly, but said:

"Ryunosuke, why do I feel like you didn't write this?"

Ryunosuke frowned and asked, "Why do you say that?"

Yukinoshita casually swiped the book in his hand, thought about his words, and then said:

"In this book, many words and sentences are not used very accurately.

As for the characters, these heroines are almost the same except for their appearance.

They were all crying, and they were always being arrogant and coquettish.

From the point of view of expression, it seems that it is simply to satisfy one's own fantasy, and has little reading value.

And ah"

After Yukinoshita spoke, he was not so restrained, and looked like a literary critic.

In other words, this self-confident Yukino who scolded Fang Qiu is the real Yukinoshita.

Confident, independent, elegant, beautiful, and fragile.

People want to protect her, but also want to destroy her.

The current Yukinoshita is not like Yukinoshita anymore, but she is happy

Ryunosuke nodded, and he still agrees with Yukinoshita's opinion, so guys with high IQs are very troublesome.

Although it can be explained by the improvement of my own skills, the completion of these two books and the release time are very close, so it is not possible to say that there has been such a big change.

This rhetoric is okay for ordinary people, but not for Yukinoshita.

However, Ryunosuke also thought about it, that is, it was purely to cater to the otaku and please the otaku.

So the illustrations are beautiful, the content is colorful, and the rest is ignored.

Why do you want to do this?

Well, because I need to meet the needs of food, I opened many trumpets to write, and the quantity increased, but the quality decreased.

But after Yukinoshita finished speaking, her voice changed, and she looked at Ryunosuke's blue eyes with an unknown light:

"You seem to have changed a lot when you entered the second year of high school.

Not only is his academic performance tied for first place with Miyamoto, but his creation has also made great progress.

What happened in that spring that made you change so much? "

Ryunosuke couldn't help but support his forehead, so high IQ is the most troublesome thing.

Yukinoshita stared intently at Ryunosuke, waiting for his answer.

Double ponytails, big eyes, if the height is lower, it would be really cute.

Yukinoshita was so cute when she was a child, how could her older sister Haruno be willing to play tricks on her?

Yang Nai teased Xue Nao to have a phobia.

Could it be jealousy?Jealous of a younger sister who is cuter than her?Who knows.

Ryunosuke thought about it for a while, and then said with a smile on his face: "Actually speaking of this, I am very similar to you."

"Me?" Yukinoshita twitched her eyes, with a puzzled look on her face.

Ryunosuke nodded, and then said with a look of deep hatred, "It's all damn campus violence.

During the first year of high school, I seldom came to school. I only came during the exams, and stayed at home alone the rest of the time. "

Yukinoshita's expression softened a little, and he nodded slightly to express his understanding and sympathy.

Ryunosuke said with nostalgia: "At that time, it was still a day when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

But I caught a bad cold and had a very serious fever. It was my sister who found out and rescued me.

I have walked between life and death, and I understand.

People, there is nothing important except life and death.

Perhaps because of the great improvement in my mood, I regained my strength and returned to school by taking advantage of the opportunity to re-segregate classes in the second year of high school.