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Ryoma was woken up.

When she woke up in a daze, she only felt that her brain was buzzing, and she thought it was Karubin who was scratching the cabinet. It wasn't until she gradually regained consciousness that she realized that it was a new mobile phone ringtone, buzzing and vibrating on the desktop , more and more urgent.

She turned over and stretched out her arms, picked up the phone, and pressed the answer button.

——"Hey, Ryoma, I'm almost there."

The man's voice came from the microphone, Ryoma rubbed his eyes, but his mind still hasn't turned.

"So early?"

"..." The other side was silent for a while, then smiled, "It's already 03:30, what do you think? Even if you are taking a nap, you have to have a limit!"

"Oh," she said, "I'm jet-lagged."

"..."

Long Ya snorted, "You're jet-lagged every day."

Ryoma didn't care so much, hung up the phone, maintained the original movement, and wrapped himself in the soft quilt.

After lying like this for a while, she slowly turned over and pulled her hair out from under the pillow.The weather was very stuffy, and the temperature of the air conditioner was too high, which made her sweat all over, and her clothes stuck to her back, making her uncomfortable.

Ryoma spent two seconds thinking whether to take a shower or not.

But she thought again, Long Ya shouldn't care about her image...

Footsteps came from outside the room, and they stopped by the door. She pulled down the quilt, narrowed her eyes, and vaguely saw the vague figure of the young man. His golden-brown hair was haloed by the afternoon sun. Leaves hazy shadows on deep features.

Longma raised his hand, threw the phone aside, and said, "My brother is coming."

Echizen Ryuya is a person who does things as he pleases, he comes and leaves as soon as he says, and it is really rare to be able to say hello before coming.

It seemed that she had specially set aside some time for her to prepare.

Tezuka paused for a moment when he straightened his buttons, thinking of the boy he met by chance at sea, a vague picture appeared in his mind.

He was a little surprised, but after all, he seldom showed such emotions, and continued to tie his cuffs while saying, "The car is already waiting downstairs."

The departure time of the flight back to Germany is two hours later, and it is time to leave now.

Coincidentally, I happened to pass by Long Ya...

Uh, how should I say it?Seems a little subtle.

The two looked at each other and thought of the same thing at the same time.

"Is it so late?"

Ryoma muttered, rubbed her hair and stood up, turned to see Tezuka pinning the tie clip under the buttons, she was stupefied for a while when she got up, and asked, "Do you have to dress so solemnly when flying?"

"There is an interview." The other party replied succinctly.

... Well, as expected of him.

"I watered you, but the cat hasn't been fed yet. Remember to change the cat litter." Tezuka felt the phone vibrate twice in his trouser pocket, picked it up and took a look, it was a text message from the driver.While texting him back, he continued, "I'm leaving first."

"Well……"

Ryoma didn't hear a clear answer for a long time, before he turned and walked to the living room, he looked back again.

The bed was gathered together, the quilt was rolled up in a mess, and she probably still wanted to go back to sleep.

……

When Ryoma woke up again, Long Ya was ringing the doorbell outside the yard.

She carried Carubin to open the door for him, and was almost blinded by the eclectic red flower shirt.

"Did you fly directly from which Southeast Asian island?" She tactfully expressed her doubts about his taste to her brother.

Long Ya reached out and touched the cat's head, then smiled and scratched her cheek: "Guess?"

Fog attribute people like to engage in mystery.

And the person in front of him was born like this.

"It's going to rain, come in." Ryoma rolled his eyes and walked back with the cat in his arms.

Long Ya followed behind dragging the suitcase, and the wheels creaked on the uneven gravel road, attracting the neighbors' glances.

Ryo Shishido came out to collect the clothes, and was seeing them from the balcony, but because Ryoma walked too fast, he returned to the house in a blink of an eye, before he had time to greet her, his curious eyes turned around Longya a few more times .

Because his facial features are too obvious, just like the label of "Echizen family" on his chest, it is not easy to cause any misunderstanding.

The sky darkened quickly, and the sun was shining just now, but in a blink of an eye, the clouds were overcast and the wind blew.

Long Ya carried the suitcase up the steps, crossed the threshold, and closed the door behind her back. The wind outside the house squeezed in through the crack of the door, blowing the hair on Karubin's tail.

With a start, it shook its body, got out of the dragon horse's arms, jumped onto the floor, and wagged its tail slowly.

Longma poured it a bowl of cat food, looked out the window, and raised his eyebrows: "Tch, if I knew it was going to rain, I wouldn't need to water it."

"You mean those potted plants in the yard?" Long Ya pushed the suitcase to the wall, turned around and said casually, "It's windy tonight, so let's take it in before it rains."

The indoor balcony is actually spacious enough, the two of them went in and out several times and moved all the flowerpots in.Arranged in a row, neat and tidy, colorful.There is not enough space on the ground, so the small potted succulents can only be placed on the shelf next to it, filling the entire balcony to the brim.

Karubin always liked to bask in the sun on the balcony, but now he found that there was nowhere to set his feet and the sun was gone, so he walked away disappointed, got into the cat's bed, and fell asleep soundly.

"Oh, it's strange, I thought you would find it troublesome to grow flowers."

Long Ya carelessly fiddled with an iris orchid, and there were still drops of water on the deep purple petals.

"The flowers were given by others." Ryoma replied without thinking, "He likes to grow flowers."

Since it was a gift from her seniors, no matter how difficult it was for her, she had to bite the bullet and raise it.

"How about meat?"

"It was also given by others..." Longma nodded, remembering what Fuji said, "This one is easy to raise."

Long Ya burst into a smile, eyes full of narrow eyes: "It just suits you."

Before Ryoma could answer, a white light flashed outside the window, followed by thunder and heavy rain.

She looked out subconsciously: "Can the airport still take off in this weather?"

"It's hard to say, thunderstorms usually delay." Long Ya pulled the balcony door to block the howling wind outside.

But Ryoma was pulled back by him, still standing by the window, picked up the phone, after a little thought, pulled out the contact interface, and sent a text message.

Long Ya only glanced at it, then withdrew her gaze and turned elsewhere.

Ryoma is not good at arranging things, and he never settles for decorations, simple is good.The most conspicuous thing in the living room is the glass cabinet on the wall. At a glance, the rose dew dish reflects silver light under the light of the chandelier, and the challenger cup is placed beside it.

Through the glass door, Long Ya took a few glances, then shook her eyebrows calmly.

In addition, there was a very abrupt bamboo knife hanging on the wall, and he clicked his tongue: "It's a bit of an eyesore."

"That's for warding off evil spirits." Ryoma held the phone, and took the time to turn around and drop another sentence.

"..."

Long Ya crossed her arms and said to herself, with so many attribute fluctuations guarding this room, will any evil spirits dare to come?

He turned around and raised the corners of his lips: "Your friends are very interesting."

Ryoma just dialed the phone, but he didn't seem to hear it.

"Is it delayed?...It's good if you can catch up...Well, here I am..."

Long Ya waited boredly for her to finish the call, put away the phone, and then asked, "Who lives next door to you?"

After living in Los Angeles for a few days, Long Ya embarked on his wandering journey again.

Ryoma was used to this, and when he woke up, he thought he had left, but when he listened carefully, there was a vague conversation outside the door, still in familiar Japanese.

She walked to the door with bare feet, saw through the window that Longya was talking to Shido who was across the fence, and she was smiling.Shishido, on the other hand, was a little out of the situation, with a somewhat dazed expression on his expression.

Finally, Long Ya dragged the suitcase and disappeared on the sidewalk like the wind just like when he came.

Ryoma opened the door, and Karubin nimbly slipped out through the crack to bask in the sun. He acted like a young man. He found a piece of soft grass, still covered with morning dew, and rolled on it. Slowly coil up the body.

The big golden retriever next door was lying on the window sill, sticking out his tongue eagerly, trying to say hello to his good friend, only to receive a wagging tail in response.

"Hi." Shishido said, "Is that your brother just now?"

"Um……"

"It looks like someone who came to check the post." He stroked his chin, his face darkened, "It surprised me."

Seeing Long Ma's puzzled eyes, he explained that before Long Ya left, he asked him if there was anyone here.

In fact, there are indeed quite a few people who come to play with Ryoma.

"I'll just say—" Shido paused slightly, and said a little embarrassedly, "I'm not very clear. After all, we often go out to compete, and we don't live at home for a long time."

Ryoma immediately understood what he meant, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

"But I also find it strange." Shishido started to chat while watering his potted plants, "This is not far from the city, and you are so famous now, but there are no reporters or fans coming here—quite Isn't that scientific?"

Thoughtful, Ryoma squatted down and touched Karubin's arched back, heard it purring, and said, "Maybe it's because...the peach wood sword wards off evil spirits."

Shishido was taken aback, "Huh?"

"Let's do this first, let's go fishing together next time, bye." Longma knew that he couldn't explain clearly to him, so he muddled around, stood up quickly, and ran into the house.

Shishido raised his voice towards her back and shouted: "Hey, wait a minute—why are you going fishing?!"

When Ryoma returned to the house, he saw the screen of the mobile phone on the coffee table light up.

She opened a lollipop and clicked on the message.

"Back to the club. - TK"

Long Ma replied to him with a lollipop in his mouth: "Long Ya saw your fishing rod."

Tezuka replied: "...Oh."

After a while, he sent another message: "You can send it by post. If you are afraid of trouble, just leave it."

Longma replied solemnly: "No, I want to learn to fish."

"...Didn't it be boring?"

"Alone, yes," Ryoma sent a smiling emoji, "so I'm looking for a friend."

After a long silence, she seemed to hear a helpless sigh on the other side across half the world.

At the same time, the gradually grayed out screen lit up again, and the information jumped out.

"I'll come to you after the next long vacation."