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Songxue resolutely lay back on the bed. Ten minutes later, she opened her eyes again.

Sure enough, I was still hungry.

Why is my dear brother Guang gone forever?

What about bringing her food?

She had to get up again.

Whether it is the "Song Xueguang" set in this world or the original Song Xueguang, they are all used to living alone and follow the principle of self-reliance.

Before walking out of the room, she looked back again, only taking her mobile phone with her.

Asahina's house looks more like a luxury hotel. Although the floors are not high, there are indoor elevators installed, and the gardens in the front and back yards are also well maintained.

Being able to buy such a large mansion in the Kichijoji area of ​​Tokyo, it can be seen that their mother, Asahina Namiwa, is really a woman with a strong productive capacity...in various senses.

Asahina left a few topographic maps on the desk in her room. The third and fourth floors are the rooms of the Asahina brothers, and the fifth floor is the public area.

Songxue closed the door and looked around. There is an elevator next to the corridor, which is very convenient.

Although, from the fourth floor to the fifth floor... it may be more convenient to take the stairs.

Sure enough, the kitchen was on the fifth floor. As soon as Songxue opened the door and walked in, she was startled by the bang bang bang bang.

The boy was lying on the glazed platform with his back facing her, his slightly long curly brown hair was messily scattered behind his head, and there was a precarious silver hairpin hanging from the tip of his hair.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Futo Asahina turned her head impatiently, with some white flour on her slender eyebrows.

The two looked at each other for two seconds, Fengdou slowly raised one eyebrow, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, looking over with a half-smile.

"Wrong way, sorry."

Song Xueguang backed away graciously, and opened the door to close it again.

——"Hey, wait."

The other party interrupted her movement, and his movements were very sensitive. Even though his hands were still messy with dough balls and egg whites, he easily grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

Compared with Nako Asahina, an adult male, he is very young, his facial features have just opened up, and his brows and eyes are still a little green and immature, but he is very imposing.

At the same time, he took a step forward, even though he was only half a head taller than Songxue, he was still as arrogant as a condescending prince, his eyes swept across her face.

"Are you the new sister?"

Songxue recalled the games she had played back then, combined the beautiful boy in front of her with the vague impression in her memory, and finally confirmed his identity.It seems to be a member of a popular idol boy group, no wonder he is young and mature.

"Hello..." She tried to say hello in a friendly way, but Fengdou didn't seem to appreciate it too much, so he continued on his own.

"I heard you're hungry? Would you like some dessert?"

He had a smile on his face, but it was more like the commercial smile of a qualified idol, a bit deliberate, and he himself didn't hide it.

Songxue was silent for a while, then glanced at the bowl behind him.

"Excuse me, are you a teacher of Ms. Biyangqi?"

"..."

Fengdou couldn't understand, but it didn't prevent him with a normal IQ from seeing the girl's true mood from the delicate and sympathetic face.

Probably, "Why do you have to push yourself so hard?"

Or—"Is it really okay to waste food like this?"

The beautiful boy's smile twisted for a moment, and he immediately turned into anger and grievance: "Do you know how many women line up outside to give me snacks! You...you can forget it if you don't eat!"

... No, it seems that he is spoiled and coquettish.Feng Dou is indeed an expert who has been in the entertainment industry for many years, and the most important thing is the burden of being an idol.

His face changed slightly, and he quickly settled his mood, pursed his lips, and raised his chin in a reserved manner: "Could it be that sister wants to show off her skills?"

Songxue didn't care about the barbed meaning in his words, wandered around the kitchen, opened the refrigerator to look at the fresh ingredients, and looked at the various utensils in the kitchen.

This is very consistent with her observations in Maeda Tsuruhime's kitchen.

"There should be an older brother who is good at cooking, right?" She poked the egg whites in the bowl with her chopsticks, and looked back at Fengdou.

He was taken aback, noncommittal, and looked at her with subtle eyes for a while.

Songxue put the chopsticks back calmly, instead of rolling up his sleeves and putting on an apron as he expected, she turned around and solemnly pressed his shoulder.

"In that case, why don't we order takeaway?"

"..."

Songxue looked at the flour on Fengdou's hand, and then at the stain on her sleeve, smiled, and comforted her: "Don't worry, we're pretty much the same in terms of cooking skills, I will never laugh at you."

"..." This is not the point!

When Fengdou heard the word "takeaway", despair flashed in his eyes, his expression gradually became stiff, and the psychological shadow shrouded by years of work box lunch emerged.

He moved his lips and asked with difficulty, "Aren't you JK?"

The agreed JK can go to the hall and go to the kitchen!

"Yeah, you're in high school too? — No, I think it should be chemistry in junior high school. In short, in a kitchen where flour is everywhere, you must never start a fire." Songxue took his hand and patted him lightly. He clapped and smiled kindly.

"Although it's a good gimmick to set someone like Kitchen Killer in a variety show."

"I do not--"

"But don't overdo it. Think about it, if something actually happened to you in your kitchen, what would you do with all the hungry fans out there?"

"..."

Fengto lowered his head in frustration.

He thought he had planned well.

The ladies in idol dramas can be roughly divided into two categories. One is the gentle and virtuous Yamato Nadeko, who can make a full banquet at a young age. At this time, he only needs to be responsible for calling 666 next to him, and it’s over, oh no, You can also carry forward the bad taste of nature and make her some troubles.

He knows girls very well, and a little devil with a perfect appearance is very poignant.

There is another kind, although they have a hard-working heart, but their movements are clumsy, and they always do bad things with good intentions. They say they want to help him, but they will make the kitchen worse when they act... But it doesn't matter, here In this kind of chaotic and noisy relationship, the relationship between siblings can also be sublimated!

but……

Ah, forget it.

Asahina Futo thought for a while, then touched his face with his sticky hands, thinking that he should not risk disfigurement—or even his life—to try this difficult strategy.

Asahina Ukyo finally finished her day's work and hurried home.

He received news from his brothers very early on, and he was both excited and apprehensive.Seeing the number in the elevator jump to five, before walking out, he subconsciously straightened the tie on his chest to smooth out the non-existent folds.

The elevator door opened, Asahina Ukyo was slightly taken aback.

The few brothers who lived at home were all crowded at the stairs, you looked at me, I looked at you, with distressed faces.

"What's wrong?" He looked at his elder brother Yachen inquiringly, "Is it my sister—"

Yachen smiled slightly, the smile seemed troubled and bitter.

He shook his head and said, "It's not my sister's problem, it's them..."

How to present the most perfect image in the eyes of my sister?

After the failure of Asahina Ko and Asahina Futo, the brothers hesitated immediately.

You Jing was also slightly at a loss, and then the elevator behind him dinged again.

Naya Asahi, who had just entered the middle school, finished her homework for the day, stepped out with her head held high, her chin raised like a wind fight, and she shook her head pretending to be old-fashioned: "Oh, you can't do it, it's me bring it on."

"You can have this." Tsubaki Asahina rubbed her chin, her eyes sparkled, she seemed to think of something, and she became interested, "Since Brother Guang's trick didn't work, it means that my sister doesn't like this. That's right, after all, girls nowadays Everyone likes the young wolf dog!"

In the industry of voice actors, one needs to keep abreast of the trends of market customer groups, so he appears to have rich experience.

"Actually, Fengdou just wanted to take this route—" Asahinazu reminded with a dry cough.

But the result, everyone has seen it.

"I haven't finished yet," Asahina Tsubaki waved his hand, "There's also the little milk dog next year. I think Xiao Mi is very suitable!"

"..."

Nami Asahina, who has a sweet "little milk dog" face, immediately showed a bright smile in cooperation: "Well, I will work hard!"

What are you still "hmm", the person is over-pretended, right?

Futo Asahina, who slipped out of the restaurant with a box of lunch, saw this scene, and couldn't help but raise eyebrows at his youngest brother.

Outrageous!You're already 13 years old, so why are you pretending to be tender?

Do you still want to hug your teddy bear and toy bunny?

Maybe it was because the contempt in Feng Dou's eyes was too obvious, Naomi Asahina also snorted: "I'm already a junior high school student, of course I can't use the tricks of elementary school students."

After speaking, he strode open the door and entered.

The remaining brothers looked at each other.

Asahina Tsubaki raised her hand: "It's open, buy it and leave it—what is the success rate of Xiao Mi's first blood?"

Bang, he was unceremoniously punched by his fellow brother.

"Be careful with your words, do you want our family to be harmonious?"

……

"Sister Xiaoguang—"

When the sweet boyish voice sounded behind him, Songxue had just packed up the takeaway box, turned around and met his gaze.

After stepping into the threshold of junior high school students, Asahina's stature grew rapidly, and she almost caught up with her youngest brother Fengto in just two years.At this time, he was about the same height as Songxue, but it was obvious that, as the last son of a dozen brothers, the doting he received made him still childish.

Contrary to Futo's overly mature appearance, Asahina Nami is a very pure "Shota" boy, with a sweet smile and a pair of round eyes shining brightly.

"I'm sorry I'm late, because my brothers said that if I don't finish my homework, I can't come to play with my sister." He sighed softly, and took the initiative to help Songxue organize the lunch box and put it in the sorting trash can.

"Sister won't blame me, will she?"

Hearing his mention, Songxue realized it belatedly. In such an afternoon, Fengdou was the only one who dealt with her on the fifth floor for a long time. What about the others?

Is this the so-called single-player raiding occasion, as long as there is one brother present, the others will take the initiative to avoid it and not interfere? ...this game is too sweet.

"By the way, are you all busy? After waking up, I only saw Brother Hikaru..."

"Because my brothers are very nervous, so they dare not come to you." Asahina Nami did not intend to hide anything for the brothers, smiled slightly, and took her hand, "Don't worry about them, anyway, we will definitely see you in the next few days Yes. Actually, I—”

He hesitated for a moment, as if mustering up the courage to say something, his cheeks were flushed.

Songxue looked at him curiously, and thought for a while: "Is there any homework you don't know how to do?"

Naya Asahina shook her head quickly.

"No, I'm done! I just want to ask, do you want, uh, would you like to come to my room..." The youthful boy hesitated for a long time, and finally said in one go, "Look at the luminous watch?"

The author has something to say: In the animation, the primary school student Mi said, I have a big (toy?) rabbit, would my sister come to my room to play? (lines to the effect)

Barrage: Shocked!

Sure enough, being young can't be ignored!

You should have also discovered that it is said to be a strategy, but it is actually the other way around...