[Net King] On the Cultivation of Excellent Girlfriends

Just after getting off the plane, Shimizu Haruka felt a little uncomfortable with the harsh sunlight in Tokyo.

She narrowed her eyes, covered her mouth delicately and yawned.I had a really hard time sleeping on the plane last night.

When she recovered a little bit of energy, she saw the butler bring the luggage, so she curled up her mouth and walked towards Sato Mountain with a gentle smile.

With a bag in his left hand and his violin case in his right, Shimizu Haruka consciously walked towards the taxi waiting station.After walking a few steps, she found that Butler Sato seemed to be looking at something. She looked at him strangely, "Grandpa Sato, what are you looking at?"

Sato-san, who was dressed in formal attire, looked around the crowd again, and frowned as he quickly swept past the waiting crowd in the airport lobby.

Seeing him like this, Shimizu Haruka still didn't understand why, she turned around funny and continued to walk towards her target, with a gentle smile, "I told Grandpa Hayakawa not to be picked up. Tokyo is so close to Kanagawa, and we Just take the car. Let’s go, Grandpa Sato, look, there are more people in line just now. Let’s hurry up!”

Without stopping, she quickly but gracefully walked towards the front line, and soon she was at the end of the line.

Long queues, waiting for the bus is a particularly boring thing.So, Qing Shuiyao began to look around, from the airport buildings to the scenery in the distance...

"Yo, boy, you are finally back."

This voice is magnetic and lazy.Shimizu Haruka, who is more sensitive to sound, was immediately attracted by the sound around him, and turned to look for the speaker.

"Hey, old man, what are you doing here?"

This time the voice was obviously that of a teenager, but from his slightly raised voice, Qingshui Haruka could accurately sense the joy that he disdained to be excited.

What an awkward boy.

This time, Shimizu Yao finally found the two speakers.

but……

How is a monk?

Moreover, that pleasant voice was obviously made by an older person, but how could it be such a foolish image that could almost be said to be sloppy?

She pursed her lips silently in her heart, this movement was not very elegant, she always only performed it in her heart.

Fortunately, the boy still looks good.Especially those big bright and cunning eyes, which are obviously full of excitement and anticipation at the moment.Really like a cat.

Regardless of the white hat and messy short hair that were decisively removed by the opponent, the boy still excitedly said: "Let's have a competition!"

The hand rubbing the boy's hair paused, and then the lazy voice sounded, "Not bad, it seems that you have grown again... But before that, let me see your physical strength."

"Cut, madamadadane!" The teenager disdainfully.

As if struck by the young man's disdainful expression, the man folded his arms and smiled maliciously, "Yo Xi, the young man is very confident! Then you can run back from here..."

Hearing this, Qing Shuiyao was stunned. This is the airport. Generally speaking, the airport is far away from the urban area... If you run back, don't you have to go half your life?

For Miss Shimizu, who has never passed physical education, this is undoubtedly murder in disguise.

However, before she had time to see the boy's reaction, she was already in line, and Sato-san had already put her luggage in the trunk, opened the rear door and waited for her to get in the car...

The moment she bent down to get into the car, she faintly heard that lazy voice and continued to add, "Of course there is a time limit, before I go home by car..."

Hearing this, Qing Shuiyao didn't want to feel anything anymore.She pouted in her heart, this is obviously impossible!

However, before she drove, she was horrified to see the boy slowly put on his white sports cap, turned his wrists and ankles, and ran forward like that, with a tennis bag that took up most of his body...

I can still vaguely see his mouth shape of "cut, madamadadane!" before he started running...

"..." What a strange person!Or are tennis players monsters?

The car is directly bound for Kanagawa.During this period, Shimizu Yao took the opportunity to squint in the car for a while.

When the car tended to slow down and stopped slowly, she immediately opened her eyes.

Turning his head to the side, he looked at the faint outline of the mansion outside the car window with his still hazy eyes.The long and slender fingers gently caressed the piano case next to her as if stroking a lover, and the corners of her mouth held a gentle curve.

When the door of the rear seat was opened, a gust of cold air that was different from the warmth inside the car rushed over in an instant.

She picked up the violin case and handed it to Satoyama who was waiting outside the car, tightened the gray windbreaker and got off the car gracefully.

A head of soft and flowing light blue long hair j□j neatly tied behind his head, looking refreshing and energetic.The delicate skin is so fair that it is almost transparent, the brown eyes also have a faint smile, the curvature of the corners of the lips is gentle and elegant, and the slender figure is straight and ladylike.

Tall and tall, she just quietly looked at the old mansion in front of her in the sunlight.

This is a traditional mansion, not much different from what I remember.The wall is not too high but thick, and through the cold and spacious iron gate, one can see the wooden houses layer upon layer.

Low-key, simple, heavy, and a touch of restrained luxury.

Qing Shui raised his eyes, looking deeply, deeply at the words on the wooden doorplate.

After so many years, goodbye now, still vigorous and powerful——

Qingshui house.

The smile on his lips slowly spread, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

At this moment, the breeze at the end of March blew over the branches, and it seemed that on the tall branches, the double cherry blossoms were blooming layer by layer.

When the housekeeper Hayakawa Yumoto, who has been in charge of guarding the old house, rushed to the door, he saw such a scene.He immediately stopped five or six meters away from the girl.Under the bright sun, the eyes that were already covered with fine lines suddenly turned sour, and the wrinkles also appeared layer by layer, and a little starlight flashed at the corners of the eyes.

Seeing the puzzled gazes of the servants around him, he realized his gaffe. With a light cough, he stepped forward.

"Grandpa Hayakawa, long time no see." Under the sun, the girl looked at him, her voice was as soft and gentle as in memory.

Hayakawa Yumoto was in a trance again for a moment.It seems that in these years, the girl never left.

"Grandpa Hayakawa, I want to eat that kind of big fluffy cotton candy. You can sneak one back to me and don't tell mom, okay?" The little girl looked at him expectantly with her big eyes fluttering.Seeing that her heart softened, she unconsciously agreed to her request.

"Grandpa Hayakawa, let me tell you in secret. I went to the beach to play today, hehe. Look, this is the star sand and shells I picked up. It's beautiful! But, you can't tell grandpa to listen!" That's the little girl The only time the baby was disobedient and sneaked to the beach to play alone. When she came back, she was covered in mud and sand, but she held up the glass bottle in her hand as if she was offering a treasure with a bright smile.

"Grandpa Hayakawa, do you think that if I give the Xingxingsha to my mother, will my mother be happy? I read that in a book. What do you think? It must be possible, right?" The girl was a little apprehensive, It's not that I'm afraid of the criticism and punishment I'm about to receive, but I'm afraid that the legends in the book won't come true.

"Grandpa Hayakawa..."

"Grandpa Hayakawa..."

Over the years, every time I cleaned up the master bedroom, I would see the light blue glass bottle on the window sill in front of the tatami mats. Sometimes it would shine brightly and be very dazzling when exposed to sunlight.

Seeing the housekeeper's grandpa, who had frosted temples in front of him, Qing Shuiyao felt sore in his heart.Sensing the other party's trance, Qing Shuiyao smiled and said softly, "Grandpa Hayakawa, Xiaoyao is back."

Yes, back.No matter how prosperous and free other places are, they are not my home after all.

And as long as there is even just one person here who knows that you remember that you care about you and miss you, you will never be able to stay away without worry.

Will come back after all.Why bother to worry about it sooner or later.Come back early to see who's waiting for you, too.

At this moment, Qing Shuiyao, who had been a little helpless since he learned that he was going back to China that night, seemed to be much more relaxed and relieved.

"I'm thinner, I'm thinner!" After looking Shimizu Haruka from head to toe, Housekeeper Hayakawa said repeatedly, "Is the young lady picky eater again? Is she not eating well and eating snacks again?" He looked at Sato-san inquiringly.

As Shimizu Haruka's personal butler abroad, Hayakawa Yumoto is very grateful for his careful care of Shimizu Haruka for so many years.So the tone of his words just now was distressed, but he didn't complain.

Listening to the title that has not been changed for many years, Qing Shui Yao mischievously smiled and said, "No way, I have grown taller. The nutrition I eat is used to grow taller, otherwise I must be short and fat now!" Seeing that Grandpa Hayakawa is not happy With a look of approval, she quickly changed the subject, "Oh, Grandpa Hayakawa, I'm so tired. I'll go back to my room to rest and call me after dinner! By the way, Grandpa Sato, you should take a rest first, and leave other matters to Grandpa Hayakawa." Just make arrangements." Then he blinked at Sato-san, and stepped into the inner courtyard first.

"...Hey, miss, you wash up and eat something before going to bed..." Seeing the figure quickly disappearing in the corridor, Hayakawa Yumoto reluctantly summoned the maid at the side, "Go, get someone to prepare hot water for delivery In Missy's room."

After the servant bowed and left, Hayakawa smiled at Sato who had been standing silently, "Sato, you have worked hard for so many years."

"This is my job, I dare not say hard work." Sato-san still replied solemnly.

Hayakawa also knew Sato's character, and while leading him inside, he said with emotion, "Your character hasn't changed at all, but it's because of your silent and serious character that the master let you go with the little lady Yes." At that time, he also asked the master to let him take care of the little lady, but the master refused.One reason is that the old house wants him to manage it, and the other reason is that he has always loved Qing Shuiyao too much, and he is afraid that he will spoil Qing Shuiyao. After all, living in a foreign country, it will be difficult for a spoiled girl.

A faint smile appeared on Sato-san's lips, and he returned to his serious look in an instant, "Master's arrangement is very good."

"..." Why do you think Sato's words are a little smug?Hayakawa glanced at the people beside him, and realized that he might be thinking too much, so he put aside his thoughts, and walked with Sato to learn about Shimizu Haruka's living habits, hobbies, school grades, and how friends and classmates get along with each other over the years. etc.

After Sato answered concisely one by one, Hayakawa suddenly hated Sato's taciturn character.

Then, he discussed and discussed the next arrangement with Sato in detail.

From Qingshui Haruka's daily life to the transfer procedures that are about to start preparations, etc., it is detailed one by one...

In the end, when Hayakawa left, he was still feeling emotional in his heart, as expected, I was more careful...

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