From God's perspective, I complained about the world

Suddenly, I realized the joy of raising children.

Of course, the premise is lovely!sensible!Good boy!

Feeling inexplicable, I assumed the role and became the identity of "sister". ——Although I know that this is not right, but facing the young Xiao Shuran, there is really nothing I can do.

It doesn't matter if there is only a short time limit?

I thought about it, and during this period, I simply changed the name of Ah Zheng to "Xiao Zheng".

In this regard, Akashi Seijuro, who has become a child, naturally accepts it well.

It’s not that I didn’t call him that way when I was a child, but as I grew older, I thought it was too cute to call him that in front of people, and it didn’t match his external image, so I thought about changing it to a more mature name, so I decided It was changed to Ah Zheng.

But now, the red-haired boy looked up at me, blinked, and thought about it seriously: "Then should I be called Sister Mingyin now..."

Really serious.This serious expression is also super cute.

"It should be, it's better to call my sister quickly!" I encouraged enthusiastically.

"No more."

"Huh? Why—"

"Suddenly I don't want to."

Children are really changeable.

"But I'm older than you, I'm not talking about the age difference after you get younger." I induced with reason, "Look, Xiaozheng, your birthday is in December, and my birthday is December." It's April's birthday. So I'm really older than you, so it's totally okay to call me sister."

Although I don’t have the self-awareness that I’m actually older than him by several months, I feel that Ah Zheng is much more mature than me, and I can’t imagine the grown-up Akashi Seijuro calling my sister at all.

but!Is it okay for children?It's totally OK...!This experience is very interesting!He barked all outside just now, but just called again formally.nothing?

Children don't have much shame in this regard.

The red-haired boy blinked and hesitated.In the end, I "succumbed" to the gaze I was looking forward to.

"...Sister Mingyin."

"Wow so cute!"

I was stunned for a moment, my heart was hit by the cuteness, I opened my arms, took him into my arms at once, and rubbed his fair little face.

Blushed.Looks a little shy.

Obviously, children show more emotions than grown-ups.

I can't remember when I was young, when I faced the young Ah Zheng, I felt that he was so easy to understand.

Probably not, we were all innocent back then.And now, he's grown up, and I've grown up too.

There should still be a relationship with experience.

Akashi Seijuro, who grew up quietly and calmly, sometimes I may not be able to see through.But now, when I face the young Xiaozheng, I can almost see through his emotional changes at a glance.

……

It was already afternoon when we came back from the outside, just watched him play basketball for a while, and the sky darkened.

I cooked dinner, his favorite soup tofu since he was a child.

While I was cooking in the kitchen, the red-haired boy was already standing there expectantly, asking if I needed help.

Good good good good.

However, it is naturally impossible for a child to come over to help, touched his head, and I told him to just wait and eat.

Also, the cat tongue is super cute.

"Be careful." I reminded.

"Hmm—" he responded obediently.

The red-haired boy was holding a spoon and carefully blowing on the steaming tofu.

Seeing that I have been looking at him, he raised his head slightly and looked at me suspiciously with his head tilted.

I covered my face, screaming from the bottom of my heart.

In comparison, the food has become completely unattractive, but I took a lot of photos of him with my mobile phone.

As expected of a limited edition ssr, the lethality is really big enough! (shock)

It was late at night, after I settled the other party, I was planning to find a guest room to sleep in, but the boy in wide pajamas grabbed me by the corner of my clothes.

I looked at him, and the red-haired boy looked up at me with a little hesitation on his face, pursed his lips, and let go of the corner of my clothes.

I suddenly got it, squatted down and touched his little head.

"Could it be that Xiaozheng is afraid?"

The sub-house here in Kyoto, based on his current memory, is probably the first time he lives here. The environment is completely unfamiliar, the house is empty, and the only person he knows is me.

No matter how mature you are, you are still a child. You are only six or seven years old. Sure enough, you will feel uncomfortable.

Besides... Today I just heard about the encounter with the monster. He was still reduced by the monster, and his worldview has just been refreshed, so he might be a little scared.

"It seems...a bit." He blinked, a little hesitant, "Will there be monsters? Can Mingyin see those monsters every day?"

I comforted: "There will be no monsters, and the monsters I usually see can't hurt me. I'll stay with you until you fall asleep."

He nodded.

speak up.

If you want to put a child to sleep, you must tell a story, right?

But Ah Zheng's bookshelf doesn't have any suitable bedtime books for children. I can only dig out the fairy tales I heard when I was a child in my mind, although I don't know if the details are right or not.

I took a pillow and leaned against the bed, pretending to start telling him a story.

He lay on the bed, obediently covered with the quilt, and blinked, as if he didn't expect that he would be treated like this.

"Mingyin is now... really mature like an adult. Will she be able to take care of others when she grows up?" He asked with a smile.

For this kind of question, I suddenly feel a little guilty.

no! !I wasn't that mature when I grew up!You are still taking care of people!Don't exaggerate me when I grew up from the perspective of a child now!

……

…………

In fact, I think it's absurd that the plot will develop into the way it is now.

Maybe I was too tired yesterday. First I got up early in Kyoto, and then I spent most of the day in the scenic spots. When I got home, I was "bringing the kids" and cooking. In addition, I think the bedtime stories I told myself are enough to hypnotize me. of.

So, before I knew it, I just fell asleep.You can't blame me either.

But the problem is, Akashi Seijuro has transformed back! !

I don't even know when he changed back.

When I opened my eyes in a daze in the morning, the boy who had transformed back was close at hand. It should be said that I was almost curled up in his arms, sideways, with my arms still around his waist.

I just woke up from a dream, my brain is a little troubled, and I haven't even realized what's going on, when the young man's magnetic voice sounds like he's suppressing some emotions:

"What I didn't expect was, Mingyin, you have the habit of hugging something to sleep, and you haven't gotten rid of it until now."

I:"……!!!"

what.

who I am.

where am I.

what am i doing?

I woke up all of a sudden, dumbfounded, and subconsciously tried to struggle to get up, but was stopped by someone in a state of confusion.

"Don't move." The familiar voice was rarely harsh.

I'm stunned, huh?Can't move? !But I can't just lie down like this forever.

The boy lying next to him seemed to sigh helplessly.

In the next second, the shadow covered, and the boy lying next to me stood up slightly, his arm was propped by my ear, his expression was unclear, his red and gold eyes were no longer innocent and innocent as yesterday, but seemed to be full of love. Dangerously aggressive.

"As I said before... the self-consciousness that we have all grown up, does Mingyin not understand at all?"

I stammered: "Ke, Cocoa, Ah Zheng, you were a child last night!"

"Ah. It's my problem." He didn't deny it, but turned around and said, "But your defense is too weak."

"..." I was a little guilty, although I didn't know why I was guilty, I could only ask a little confused, "...Ah Zheng would like me to be more defensive against you..."

"Do you want it or not..." Akashi Seijuro sighed, "...What should I say about you?"

The handsome face close at hand is indeed somewhat oppressive, and the atmosphere has become uncomfortable. I feel that my heartbeat is also a little abnormal due to this atmosphere. I blinked and asked a little hesitantly:

"So what, can I get up?"

Hearing this, Akashi Seijuro paused, glanced at me, and stepped back a lot, leaving room for me to stretch.

"Aren't you going to get up?" I asked again after getting up from the bed.

"..."

The boy lying on the bed raised his hand to his forehead, looking a little reluctant to talk to me.

……

It seemed to be a little angry, but not completely angry.

After washing up and preparing breakfast in the kitchen, I belatedly started to think about the problem.

Now... where is the problem.

The relationship has definitely changed and he has fully spoken about his changing feelings towards me.

He likes me.

I suddenly remembered Sonoko's joke yesterday.

If you like it... it really is different from ordinary friends or childhood sweethearts.I also think...k, kiss and so on? !

Try to put yourself in the other person's perspective.

Early in the morning, when I woke up, I found myself sharing the bed with the girl I like...!What a strange plot development this is!

Ah Zheng, although he looks mature, is actually an ordinary teenager...?

But the problem is that I didn't do it on purpose!If you accidentally fell asleep, who would have known what would happen like this!

It was only when breakfast was put on the dining table that I saw his figure.

He should have taken a shower, his red hair was still dripping with water, when he stood in front of me, he could smell the fragrance of shower gel on his body.

His emotions seemed to have returned to normal, his expression was calm, and he didn't intend to mention what happened just now.

But I felt a little uncomfortable instead, looked at him, and couldn't help asking:

"Do you still remember yesterday when you became a child?"

"Ah. I remember everything completely."

I:"……"

I started to feel guilty again, so now he recalls the memory that I treated him like a child yesterday, wouldn't it be strange?

"Ming Yin really likes me as a child. Speaking of this... Is it possible that you would like such a title?"

"What?" I blinked, a little confused.

The red-haired boy kept his composure, just lowered his head slightly, leaned closer to my ear, and in a somewhat doubtful tone, called out the title I coaxed him to call before:

"elder sister?"

Me: Pupil earthquake.