After I entered the Otome game, I became the head of the temple

On a sunny morning, the person directly adjacent to the Buddhist monastery enjoyed refreshments with his wife outside the house after a long absence.

The bamboo tube is full of water and hits the wet stones, the sound is clear and sweet.

"Naoya and Makoto seem to be very busy recently?"

"Well, that kid has been training himself in Bingli recently. Zhenqin is busy with his studies."

"How time flies...they're all this old in a blink of an eye."

The topic of the husband and wife is very brief, and the topics around them are the two children.

Yu Shao of the Zen Academy couldn't help rubbing the teacup with his hands, and it seemed that the cute appearance of a young child babbling and reaching out to him for a hug appeared in front of his eyes.

The eyes of the person directly adjacent to the Zen courtyard rested quietly on the teacup on the table.

He hasn't had tea for a long time.

Anyone who knows him knows that he still likes to drink happily most of the time, but for his wife, he is still willing to stay here to drink a few cups of good tea and enjoy the rare peace.

"Let them go to a different college when they get to high school."

Yu Shao from the Chanyuan was stunned for a moment, then heard her husband continue talking.

"I'll let Makoto go to the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic and Naoya will go to the Kyoto Prefectural College of Magic."

This is something he had already decided very early on.

Yu Shao from the Zen Academy couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Have you talked to Naoya about this? You also know that the child has always liked Makoto..."

Every time she could see the excited look of the child when he praised his sister.

Just like a child who has eaten his favorite candy and got his favorite toy, he is proud to tell others about the strength and advantages of Makoto, and he has been working hard with the goal of the other party.

She even worries about her sister's future marriage even more than adults, and sometimes helps Zhenqin clean up some unpopular blind dates.

Those targets are high-level bait, which is used to inspire many conjurers to ask the future head of the Chanyuan family for marriage or marriage.

"He will inherit Bing in the future, and he can't always cling to Zhenqin."

Zhibi of Zenyuan still knows his son. Although he looks good, he is not calm enough. When it comes to Makoto, it is easy to be led by others, otherwise he will not be fooled by that kid from the Wutiao family for three days or two days. Get emotional.

"Anyway, it's only three years." He sighed, and said slowly: "It's not like we can't meet each other at all."

After learning that he will be separated from his sister after graduation, Chanyuan Naoya rarely makes a big fuss in the room.

Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie will both go to the Tokyo Metropolitan Conjuration College, but he is the only one going to the Kyoto Prefectural Conjuration College? !

Throwing all the things on the table to the ground, the sound of rattling in the bedroom made the maids outside the door look at each other, no one dared to go in and provoke the angry young master.

in the bedroom.

Zenyuan Naoya stood beside the messy table, his expression was gloomy and uncertain.What his father decided would not change, or there was a deeper meaning in separating him from his sister, but now he couldn't think calmly at all.

And I was just called by my father to talk.

The Zhipi people of the Chanyuan told me straightforwardly about going to school. The old father stared at me silently and asked, "Is there anything you want to ask about your sister and brother going to the branch school?"

"Huh?" I raised my head and looked at him with some surprise: "You want him to be independent. In another school, he can meet more friends and develop his own interpersonal relationship."

After all, Zenyuan Naoya really doesn't have many friends... The ones who have a good relationship are Yuanhui and Linghuan Xinlong.

It's a pity that the former is an exorcist, and the latter is an ordinary person without magic power.

I rubbed my chin and couldn't help thinking of Naoya's temper: "Did you tell him about this?"

"Well, I just said it for a while."

"...Then I'll go first, lest he smash up his room."

The people directly connected to the Zenyuan didn't stop me either. He waved his hand to signal that I could leave, and then continued to drink wine leisurely in the dark room alone.

Before leaving, I couldn't help but look at the empty wine bottles at his feet.

It looks like I have to control my father's drinking in the future... Why don't we just set a family rule that no alcohol is allowed?

I went all the way to Naoya's room.

On the way, I met a maid who was hurrying out, she saw my eyes light up, and quickly said: "Miss, Naoya, the young master is smashing things in the room... and the young master hasn't even eaten lunch..."

I:"……"

Sure enough, he was smashing something, but it was better than beating the maid.

Glancing at the maid carrying lunch, I came up with a solution: "Give me the things, and you can go back and get on with your own business."

The maid froze for a moment, and immediately handed me the things in her hand.When I lifted the sleeve I saw a bruise on her wrist.

I quickly looked back and said, "Remember to apply medicine to the wound."

She covered the sleeve in a panic, hesitated for a while and bowed to thank me: "Thank you!"

Watching the maid leave in a hurry, I took the lunch and walked to the door of the room.

I stopped at the door and listened carefully to the movement inside the door.

The house seemed to be quite quiet, and there were no sounds of smashing things. I looked at the lunch I was holding in both hands - I chose to kick the door frame directly.

The boy's impatient voice came from inside: "Get lost!"

I raised my eyebrows slightly, and continued to kick the door frame twice.

"Didn't you hear what I just said—" The voice behind the shoji door was getting closer, and then with a bang, the door was pulled open forcefully from the inside: "I don't want to—"

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the curtains were not drawn. Against the dark background, the eyes of the blond boy were cold.

His words stopped abruptly, and he looked at me blankly.

Like an abandoned dog suddenly seeing its owner, he stopped his voice, and even the low air pressure emanating from his body quickly dissipated.

Zenyuan Naoya blinked and suddenly realized the situation in the room, he took another step forward and blocked the door: "Sister... sister... why are you here?"

I raised the things in my hand: "I heard you didn't have lunch."

"Damn it, don't those maids have any brains? How can I ask my sister to serve this kind of thing--" He quickly took the lunch in his hand, frowning.

"I want to carry it myself."

Naoya froze for a moment, and slightly loosened his frown.

"I heard from the maid that you haven't had lunch and you've locked yourself in your room to be sullen." I looked at the boy who didn't dare to look at me, and smiled slowly: "In order not to let my brother starve to death, I this As an older sister, I can only deliver meals in person.”

"..."

"This is the first time I've delivered food to someone."

Zenyuan Naozai's heart moved.

Sure enough, my sister still cared about me, and immediately came to see him when I heard that I hadn't eaten lunch. Even Xia Youjie didn't get this kind of treatment!

The original anger was filled with another kind of satisfaction.

I poked the stunned man at the door, and pointed my finger at his chest: "Okay, let me go in."

Naoya snapped back to his senses: "No, no!"

I:?

He turned his head and whispered awkwardly, "The room is too messy..."

"What's the matter, I won't dislike you!" I pushed his stiff chest, urging him to turn around and walk into the room together.

On the floor of the house were miscellaneous vases, china, and many books on the tables.

I couldn't help touching my chin: "How long have you been smashing?"

Just as Naoya put down his lunch, he showed an embarrassed expression: "I don't know..."

When his head was hot, he almost smashed everything in front of him. After a while, the room was already in chaos.

"I see that maid has a wound on her hand, did you hit it?"

"...Ah, she was there all the time, and I just—" Naoya seemed to be recalling that time, he seemed to throw the maid who was talking to him, but he just wanted to scare the servants at that time , told the maid not to talk too much: "—is her injury serious?"

"There's a big piece of green here." I pointed to my wrist: "No matter how angry you are next time, you can't hit someone with something, you know?"

Those who knew they were wrong nodded repeatedly.

"I'll ask the maid to clean up the room for you later, and you can sit with me later."

"it is good."

"So can we eat well now?"

"I eat."

Zenyuan Naozai is not good.

I sat across from him and quietly watched him sip his lunch. Naoya ate very elegantly and well-bred, without talking or sleeping.

After he ate half of it, he put down the bowl and chopsticks.

He really didn't have much appetite, and now he ate so much because Makoto was watching in front of him.

"already ate?"

"…Um."

He raised his head and stared at me seriously: "Sister, do you know that we will not be in the same high school?"

I closed my eyes and said softly, "Naoya, let's go for a walk."

He didn't speak, just stood up silently and followed me.

I don't know when it started that our siblings have never been alone so well.We refused to be accompanied by the maid and the assistant supervisor, and the two of us left the Chanyuan home.

On a sunny weekend, the streets are full of people who go out to play and shop. I dragged him into the video game city.

Surrounded by the hustle and bustle of voices, he and I sat in front of the game console and chose different characters to pk with each other. Watching the characters on the screen bleeding continuously, I said calmly: "Today, my father talked to me It's about going to school."

The movement in Naoya's hand stopped, and the character in the game console interrupted the combo and abruptly ate a skill on the opposite side.

"Are you blaming your father?"

"…I don't."

"Then what are you angry about?"

"..."

I sighed with some regret watching my character get beaten.I am really not good at this kind of pk game.

Naoya lowered his head, his voice was extremely weak among all kinds of chaotic voices.

Like a flat boat in the river and sea.

"I just... don't want to be separated from my sister... Father knows it, but he still wants to separate us."

"Is there a possibility that your father wants you to be independent?"

I smiled and stuffed the game currency into his hand.

"You will be the leader of Bing in the future, but you can't stick to the Patriarch like a child."

My younger brother, who is one year younger than me, held back his mouth and said reluctantly, "I know all of this."

"Are you kidding me?"

"no!"

Looking at the faintly red ears hidden under the blond hair, I tilted my head and asked, "Do you want to hug me?"

A hand secretly grabbed the hem of my clothes from under the game console.

"…want."