Toshiro's kitten

one slice.

"Hi, I like it..." The soft moaning voice reached Dong Shilang's ears, the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and he couldn't bear to miss the words that were as important as a thousand pieces of gold, so he turned around and stared at Xue Jian closely.

"I——I also like Dongshiro," I mustered up the courage to look up into his emerald green eyes, "I like your gentleness, your thoughtfulness, I, I got it when you picked me up from the snow It's time—me, me!"

Seeing Xue Jian's star pupils gradually stained with water color, he stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly in his arms, "Xue Jian——" My, Xue Jian...

"Woo~ but I'm a cat, I don't understand anything, I... woo~" I grabbed Dong Shilang's clothes and whimpered in his arms.

Dongshiro reached out to wipe away the tears on the girl's face, "You are mine, Xuejian." For the first time, he was so firm, he knew from the moment he woke up that he could never let go, he liked She likes her gentleness like water, kindness like flowing, pure and kind, cute and innocent, no one in this world can be as pure as her, and no one can replace her in my heart.

The students in Class [-] and [-] turned almost all their attention from the teacher to their genius—Hitsugaya Toshiro today.

"The ice cube melts, and the temperature rises exponentially by [-]%!"

"Ignored the teacher and smiled at the cat three times!"

The students below kept discussing, while the students around Dong Shilang kept making reports and live broadcasting, and the theory teacher on the podium once again had blue veins on his forehead...

Very good... —— Instructor Ida glanced at a certain genius by the window, you can be so arrogant just because this is the last class of this semester, don't forget, there are still exams this semester, just wait to die— — Hitsugaya Toshiro!

Ida, the theory teacher, crushed the [-]th piece of chalk again and announced the end of the get out of class. He left the classroom of class [-] of third-year students with the handouts in his eyes.

Therefore, the final exam of this semester has become the famous "devil test paper series" in Mao's history, and the third-generation students are almost wiped out-of course, this is only "almost".The only one who got an A grade in all subjects and flew through the sky was the legendary genius student in the first class——Toshiro Hitsugaya.

Of course, this also established and consolidated his unshakable position in Mao and even the [-]th Division in the future...

暑假

Mao's exams have been successfully concluded, and Toshirō and I have returned to our home in Rukon Street.Before leaving, I went to the sixth-generation student to find Dongshiro's older sister, but I heard that she had already gone to the fifth team to help out as soon as the vacation was over. I guess I won't have a chance to come back this summer.I was also a little sad to see Dongshiro's disappointed eyes. After entering Mao, although Dongshiro kept saying that he didn't want to see her, but he really didn't see her until the holiday——I think Dongshi Lang probably didn't think about it either.

So, Dongshiro and I returned to our home in Liuhun Street.Fortunately, I asked the neighbors around to take care of it. Although the house is gone, the land is not occupied by anyone. The first task of this summer vacation is to repair the house.

When we came back a few days ago, we stayed at the neighbor’s house for the night and repaired the house during the day.After a week, with the help of enthusiastic neighbors around, I can probably see a framework.

In order to repair the house, I have also maintained the human form, which has not changed since the holiday.However, in order not to cause too much commotion, a white hair band has been covering the two ears on the head.But this is more convenient, and it won't feel in the way when you tie your hair up and do your work.

"Dongshiro, it's a holiday, where should we go?"

"go home."

"But……"

"Only there is our own home, Xuejian, let's go back to Liuhun Street and rebuild our home."

While standing on a high shelf and filling the roof with tiles, the words Dong Shirou said on the way back echoed.Every time I think of that sentence, I always blush quietly.Hold the stack of tiles tightly in your arms, and take out a piece—this is the home of Dongshiro and I... a home we built with our own hands.

In just a short while, the tiles in my arms have become a part of the house.Stand up straight, cross your fingers, raise your arms above your head, point your palms directly at the direction of the sun, and slowly stretch your body—the summer wind blows gently, raising your bangs, the sun kisses my forehead warmly, white silk Lightly dancing in the wind, the wind naughtily got into the wide kimono, bringing a piece of coolness.I squinted my eyes, and the summer morning was so refreshing——"sa~ I'm going to work harder while the weather is so good!"

This is what Shiro Dong saw when he entered the house after buying breakfast - a white figure standing on a high roof riding the wind, behind him was a roof that was only half-filled with tiles.It looked like a kite that would be blown away by the wind at any time, without thinking, he immediately stepped up and hugged the person on the roof.

"Dongshiro——" I watched Dongshiro who entered the room without saying a word, and quickly chased after him.

Looking up at Yukimi who was looking at him timidly behind him, Dongshiro continued to keep silent. "..."

"I'm sorry, I just want to help you..." I stretched out my hand and tugged Dongshiro's hem, and saw that the black handprint on the hem was loosened quickly.

After setting up the breakfast, Shiro Dong dragged the girl's slender wrist bones to the pool, and carefully washed those porcelain-like hands back to their original color.Wipe every onion finger carefully with a towel, "Don't do it secretly in the future, if I catch you again, I won't build this house."

Realizing that Dongshiro was really angry, I had no choice but to agree, "Well, I won't do it in the future. But, it's hard work for you alone..."

"This is a man's job. You just need to wait until the house is repaired and do some cleaning and cleaning." Dong Shilang looked at the tiny wounds all over the catkins with some distress.

"Hmm..." I was dragged obediently by him back to the dining table and started to eat breakfast.Eating with half the roof and half the sun on your head also has a special flavor.

"I went out this morning to get some tiles and wood back." Dong Shilang took a sip of porridge.

"Let me help too." I put down the bowls and chopsticks in my hand.

"No," Dong Shilang put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth. "Wait for me obediently at home, no work is allowed. I know what the progress is like in my heart, and I will check when I come back."

"Why?" I asked anxiously, "How can you hold so many things. I can help you..."

"I can't tell," Dong Shilang interrupted Xuejian, "Look at what your hands look like! Alright, I'm leaving." Leaving Xuejian somewhat reluctant, Dong Shilang leave quickly.How could he let her go to do those rough jobs with him, just the dense scars on his hands were enough for him.

"Why is it like this—" I complained while cleaning up the dishes, "I was kept at home every time, saying that we wanted to build together, but it turned out that I ran around alone..."

Fortunately, he had long been prepared to be left at home by him—he took out a few bags of seeds and potatoes from his cuffs.Looking at the direction Dong Shilang left, I pursed my lips quietly. Growing vegetables should not be considered as building a house, hehe.

I quietly borrowed some seeds and potatoes from my neighbors yesterday so that Shiro Dong won't have to run around looking for food in the future.

After cleaning up the garden behind the house and tidying it up, I buried pieces of potatoes in the soil, and buried a few strawberry stems at the base of the wall.Then sprinkle cucumber and tomato seeds under the inserted bamboo poles.

Looking at a small garden in front of me, I gently stroked my neck, "Let's dance—night wind, the breath of growth."

Squatting under the eaves, looking at the small garden covered by a piece of light blue gas, I smiled with my hands on my cheeks and began to murmur, "Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong,

The baby in the soil grows fast;

Jingle, jingle, jingle,

Little saplings climb high;

Jingle, jingle, jingle,

The red fruit is big,

Come and fill up Yukimi's little basket~

Jingle, jingle, jingle..."

After a while, watching the bright red strawberries swaying in the wind, the plump green cucumbers, and the plump tomatoes, I jumped up happily, letting the dense leaves sway happily in the wind, and I took out the rest Half of the seeds, and small saplings.In the same way, after a while, the open space in front of me turned into a sea of ​​green.

Towering orchards stand on the outskirts of the garden, full of various fruits—golden apricots, sweet peaches, marmalade plums, moist red cherries; there are also various vegetables on the ground Waiting for the harvest.On the other side, grape vines climbed up several tall fruit trees, and bunches of purple or green grapes were full...

I happily took one off, put it in my mouth, and narrowed my eyes slightly, "Wow—it's so sweet!"

"Knock—knock—!" There was a knock on the door behind him, probably Dongshiro came back!

I jumped down from the branch of the apricot tree happily, ran to the front door happily, stretched out my hand and opened it, "You're back, Dongshiro—uh!" The bright smiling face and words stopped the moment I opened the door .

Woo, Dongshiro, where are you!

you know, i know, they know

For some reason, I shivered even though it was midsummer.Looking at the row of people in front of him, cold sweat poured down——

Starting from the left, a man named Byakuya stood with a cold face