[Brother War] On the heroine's self-cultivation

A monk reeking of alcohol said that he was devout to the Buddha, do you believe it?Believe it or not, Ema doesn't believe it anyway.

But when Yao really picked out a Buddhist scripture and recited it with lowered eyes, Ema instantly felt that the smell of wine that had not dissipated turned into faint sandalwood, even though he dyed his hair, wore earrings, and was dressed in fancy clothes Even though he was dressed in the same way, in the low and gentle sound of chanting sutras, it seemed that there was a sense of majesty and sacredness of Baoxiang.

Although she couldn't understand what was being read at all, she still calmed down and lowered her head to listen. Immediately, she felt sleepy.

......

She really doesn't have any roots of Buddha nature and wisdom.

He tried his best to keep his eyes wide open until his eyes were tearing apart, and then he restrained his drowsy drowsiness.When she finally finished reading the last word, Ema finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said sincerely: "Sure enough, it is mysterious and profound."

Yao Yao glanced at her with a smile, "Thank you for your patronage." As soon as these words came out, no matter how solemn the atmosphere was, it disappeared.

"Eh? Do you want to pay?"

"A kiss is enough."

"...Is this what you charge for brother?" What a cheap Buddhist scripture.

"Of course only the little sister's kiss is worth it."

Ema didn't feel honored at all.

The room I want is very similar to the one where he didn’t wear cassock, the color is black and white, the guitar and a snowboard that he played before are hung on the wall, and there are many photo frames on the shelf. A young man of about the same age held a musical instrument and slung his shoulders. Some of them were wearing ski suits and goggles to slide on the snow track, and some climbed rocks.

Whether it is the layout design or the decorative pictorial, the whole room feels very trendy and fashionable. It is completely unimaginable that the owner of the room is a monk who recites sutras and Buddha.

Even in Japan, which is very open to the requirements of monks, this sense of contrast is really strong.

"Why does Brother Yao want to be a monk?" Ema was really curious, because she couldn't see any performance of devotion to the Buddha, but said that he was eating, drinking and having fun with his good reputation as a monk. He chanted scriptures and chanted Buddha The dusty temperament of time cannot be faked.

Hearing Ema's question, he propped his chin on one hand and stared at her affectionately, "If you pay so much attention to my affairs, I can't help but think that my little sister has the same heart as me."

Are you a star person who will die if you don’t emit hormones?Ema rolled her eyes, and was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, "It's getting late, I'm going back to my room first."

"I'm so impatient..." Yao laughed lowly, complaining, "I don't know why...According to Ya Ge, I have been different from my brothers since I was a child, brother We all loved to play when we were young, and I was the only one who was good at playing. Even if I was alone, I could still find things to do that made me happy. Maybe I was smarter than ordinary people in terms of talent, whether it was playing music, running a band, or Playing sports, going on adventures, whatever I want to do, I can do well, and those things are fun for me."

This kind of showing off is really disgusting!In Ema's mind, Kiori, who also looks like a decathlon, appeared as a polite top student.Can't this family leave some life for others?

Unaware of Ema's dark little thoughts, he continued to analyze his own psychology, "Maybe it's too greedy, the kind of fun that can be easily obtained does not satisfy me. And if I play too much, I will always feel a little boring."

So you want to change the taste after eating too much delicacies?Ema complained inwardly.

"One time I went camping on the mountain with my friends. Everyone was drinking beer and laughing and making a scene. past."

Yao’s expression was a bit complicated, but his recalled eyes were tranced but brilliant, “That feeling is very mysterious, as if there is a voice guiding you in the dark. When I found that little dilapidated temple, I saw a little monk like The text is generally chanting scriptures aloud. The recitation is "Boundless Intention Bodhisattva speaks to the Buddha, World Honored One! Why does Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva travel in this Saha world? Why does he preach the Dharma for all living beings? What does the power of convenience mean? The Buddha told Infinite Intent Buddha......'"

So my heart changed, I put on my cassock, and read Buddhist scriptures.

"Later, I found out that wearing cassocks is actually more popular with women than before. They all rushed to listen to my chanting and reasoning, so I thought it would be pretty good to be a monk. Anyway, the school I entered does not restrict eating, drinking, and marriage. I didn't lose anything when I thought about it. , On the contrary, it is of great benefit, it is not too stupid not to do such a good thing.”

With an expression of "like me for my wisdom", Ema, who had just listened to the gods, couldn't help but want to slap a dozen or so slaps left and right on that triumphant face.

"You always put on such a cynical look. Brother Yao, do you not want others to know your thoughts, or do you expect someone to know the real you through your flirtatious mask?"

Ema got up and walked to the door. Before opening the door, she turned and looked at the speechless man, "Anyway, I don't have the heart to worship the Buddha, so please forgive me for not understanding such a difficult scripture."

Accustomed to the highly stressed life in Kyoto, Ema, who returned to Asahina House, woke up early in the morning. She wanted to sleep in again. She was so energetic that she could go for an 800-meter run, but she had no choice but to get up.

The series of actions when getting up can maintain Sasakura's request, and even put on a yukata so that he can maintain that feeling at home.

In the living room, Ukyo was preparing breakfast, and when she saw Ema with her long hair snaking towards her, she was taken aback, then smiled, "Although the filming hasn't started yet, I'm looking forward to this movie after seeing how you are so strict with yourself. "

"It's not enough to satisfy me if I agree with my efforts." Ema made a simple ancient ceremony, and then smiled and lay down on the kitchen counter, "You just need to be conquered by my acting skills."

"Conquering others, I think Ema can do it without acting skills." Ukyo said this naturally as if "the cherry blossoms are about to bloom", and then asked calmly, "What do you want for breakfast?" What to eat? Although I don’t really want to make breakfast other than Japanese food.”

Blinking her eyes, she also naturally ignored the first half of the sentence, "Medium-boiled fried eggs and bacon with cheese, I will bake the bread myself."

"It's really picky." Ukyo, who made such an accusation, took out eggs and bacon from the refrigerator, put the slices of bread into the toaster, and issued instructions by the way, "Help me put these on separate plates and bring them to the table let's go."

"You really know how to instigate people." Ema complained reciprocally.

At this time Mi bouncing down the stairs, he was always full of energy, he got up very early in the morning, and his brothers didn't have to worry about washing clothes and homework stationery.From this point of view, although he is used to being naive and cowardly by his brothers, he is not spoiled and willful at all, and sometimes he is more obedient and considerate than some older brothers, such as Tsubaki.

"Morning right, good morning, sister." Mi greeted energetically.

"Good morning, Mi." Ukyo glanced at his watch, "You should wake Yusuke up today."

Mi happily agreed.

After a while, Mi's knocking on the door on the third floor was heard from the fifth floor.

Ukyo explained to Ema, "Only Mi can wake up the bedridden Yusuke as quickly as possible."

Thinking of herself who was dragged out of bed by Mi that day, Ema felt sorry for herself.

After a while, Subaru, who was covered in steam, also came to the living room, and was obviously taken aback when he saw Ema standing there.

"Morning." He greeted her, and after getting along for a few months, he gradually lost the feeling of awkwardness before facing her.

"Did you go for a morning jog?" Seeing that his hair was still dripping, she asked with concern, "It's still a bit cold, it's better to blow dry your hair."

After hesitating for a moment, whether to say "I'm in good health and I'm not afraid of catching a cold" or "I'm used to having my hair dry naturally", Subaru paused and nodded his head.Then, completely unaware that his expression had revealed what he was thinking, he saw Ema covering her lips and holding back a smile.

Ang felt that Ema's smile was different from other girls he had seen, not because of her appearance, but because she lowered her head slightly, curled her index finger and lightly touched the tip of her nose, her brows were sweet, and there was an indescribable charm.

I can't tell what it feels like, but it feels like she is shining in the morning light.

He was obviously no longer nervous, but his heartbeat was still chaotic.

Walking to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looking far away, the big trees planted in the courtyard are stretching their branches vigorously in the early spring air, and the luxuriant appearance makes people feel at ease.

Looking down, I saw a person bending over to water in the garden next to him. The figure with long limbs and curvaceous curves was anyone but Kiori.

As if sensing something, Kiori raised his head and met Ema's eyes in front of the window.

She waved to him and motioned him to come up to breakfast.

He smiled and nodded.

This is how a lively Asahina's breakfast began.

"Brother Jing." Yusuke poked the fried fish on the plate with chopsticks a little rudely, staring at the toast with blueberry sauce in Ema's hand and the bacon exuding a tempting aroma, "Since the rules of Japanese breakfast have been is broken, then we..."

"It's better not to say these things that spoil your mood when you're having breakfast." You Jing glanced at him lightly, then looked around at the brothers at the table, "What do you think?"

"..."

The cloud behind you is about to materialize, what can we say?

Azusa first blocked Tsubaki's mouth, which had no winks, with food, and said, "We're all used to it, and we won't be able to adapt to a sudden change."

It's too fake to listen to.

But no one dared to raise objections, and they all nodded in agreement.

Feeling Ukyo's prestige at home, Ema gave him a teasing look, and then got a calm smile from the other side.

"By the way, tell me the address of Brother Zao's company." Ema thought of the tie she hadn't given away, and felt that it would be disingenuous to wait for the other party to come and get it by herself, so she decided to go there by herself, "I have to give the gift with my own hands. Give it to Brother Zao."

"Is it okay with you in the past?" Kiori reminded her of her identity.

"Isn't there Brother Liu?"

Lucy, who was watched by Ema with complete trust, smiled slowly, "Yes, there is me."

Unexplainable feelings emerged in the hearts of the brothers.

Wearing a loose dark green hooded sweater on the upper body, a pair of washed white jeans underneath, and a pair of white sneakers on the feet, Ema with coffee-colored glasses and her hair completely tucked into the hat looks like an ordinary girl. Although she always attracts girls' attention when walking on the road, no one associates her with Uniq on the screen.

Taking the address Azusa wrote her to find Zao's company, Ema walked in, and the two front desk ladies smiled cutely, "Is Asahina Zao from the sales department here?"

One of the young ladies blushed and asked curiously, "May I ask who you are?"

"I'm his younger brother." Ema shook the bag in her hand, and her movements brought out the boy's unique anger, "Occasionally, I have to show concern for my brother who works outside."

"Okay, let me get in touch for you." Another girl rushed to call first.

When Zao walked out of the elevator with a puzzled face, he saw a petite boy lying on the front desk talking about something, which made the two girls who were his older sisters smile coquettishly.

"I hate it, my eyes are not as beautiful as Ya-kun said...Ah, Mr. Asahina is here."

Mi?Jujube couldn't react.

"Brother Zao, you are moving too slowly."

Looking at the young man rushing over to hold his arm and coquettishly smiling brightly, Zao was confused for a moment, then had a flash of inspiration, reflexively pressed the other's head and buried it in his arms, and looked towards the front desk with a blank expression waitress, shirt soaked in cold sweat from the back.

This guy... is too bold!

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