[Comprehensive] Stepsister's Occupation

The two-day exam time ended quickly, and the exam process went smoothly.If you don't guess the results carefully, the summer vacation you will welcome after you walk out of the examination room is still very exciting.

At dinner time, Akashi and I were the only ones eating at the table as usual.Both of them talked about the plan for the summer vacation. He will be in the third year of high school next. According to common sense, he will quit the basketball team soon after that, so this summer vacation will go to the last camping camp with the players.As for me, I received a text message from Tachibana Hotaru not long ago, she also said that there will be a training camp during the summer vacation and invited me to go with her.The time is probably one to two weeks.

I sighed, it seems that this palace will be deserted for one to two weeks.

Akashi told me not to worry, there will definitely be no desertion, because the masters are not there, and the servants can play even more crazy.

In the middle of the conversation, a strange call suddenly came.I saw a series of unfamiliar numbers, and thought it was probably a scam. I wanted to press the "hang up" button with my finger, but with a slip of my hand, it became "hands-free".

The voice of the other party was a familiar middle-aged female voice, and first asked in a very cold tone: "Excuse me, is this the Yajima family?"

This is naturally not the Yajima family, even if it is not a scam, it is obviously a wrong call.

I just swallowed a mouthful of creamy pasta, and was about to answer, "No, I made a mistake."

Before the word "no" could be uttered, the other party started talking on his own.

"It's the Yajima family, right." The middle-aged woman sneered: "Have you forgotten me? I am your benefactor Yoshino, I gave you such a large sum of money! Do you feel happy to receive the money? ? Take it to pay off debts, take it to buy things you want... I can imagine the faces of you low-class people! But... thanks to your blessings, my son is now disabled!"

Weidao's voice sounded familiar, it turned out to be Mrs. Yoshino.She is in a bad mood and she wants to curse, which I can understand.But it would be wrong to scold Yajima, after all, she is the victim, and she is not at fault.What's more, this woman made a wrong call and scolded the wrong person.

I felt that the scene was really embarrassing, and wanted to tell her the truth, so I said into the microphone: "Well, Yoshino..."

"I've seen too many shameless families like you!" Mrs. Yoshino yelled at me without giving me a chance to speak, and scolded a lot, "You want money by any means! It's disgusting. Absolutely! The whole family is so uneducated! No matter how big or small they are, they don’t weigh themselves, and they dare to teach me a lesson! You think I’m afraid of you if I haven’t seen anything!” The last two sentences, I know Everyone can hear it, obviously alluding to Akashi that day, because it is not easy to vent directly to Akashi, so he had to vent to the "Yajima House".

I glanced at Akashi cautiously, and saw that he was concentrating on rolling the pasta with a fork, but I didn't know if he was listening to Mrs. Yoshino's cursing at the same time.

Her voice was almost roaring, and finally reached the second half of the roar: "My son can't take the entrance exam now, so don't think about it! I won't let you go, you'd better wait for me!"

"Okay, then I'll wait." Akashi took a sip of black tea, and then replied, "But you have to figure it out first, this is Akashi's house."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and when she said "What... that, that!", I directly pressed the "hang up" button, lest she turn into a bitter attitude in a second and pester her again.

I gnawed on the croissant bread and was speechless: "What an incredible woman..."

Akashi chuckled lightly: "It's really unbelievable that you can call the wrong number even if you curse at someone."

I think, she didn't find this phone number from the forum, or she asked someone from the school to come.Nowadays, many people on campus will freely put other people's contact information on campus forums without their consent, and some people will also make money by selling other people's contact information.For example, some clubs in the school require the registration of a mobile phone number, and if anyone has a crush on someone in the club, they may use the method of buying and selling to buy the contact information from the minister.I remembered that Yajima and I were members of the same club. Maybe I accidentally misremembered my mobile phone number when registering, which led to this scene.

My mood for eating was not affected by this woman, but I ate the croissant silently.

Akashi asked: "I should be full this time." He would ask this because although the dishes here are all exquisite, they are too delicate and the portions are too small...for me, it is not enough.Several times I have had to go out foraging in the middle of the night.He next door finally couldn't bear to come out to see what happened...

I was silent for a second and said, "I want to eat another pudding."

He said, "Are you a child?"

I said, "That pudding is really super delicious!"

Akashi said helplessly with a long voice, "Okay—I see." He pushed his own share over, "Take it."

I couldn't help but want to cheer, and said with a satisfied face: "Brother, you are so gentle."

He continued to drink black tea: "Thank you for the compliment, my sister's appetite should not be underestimated."

I said, "You're not complimenting me, are you?"

The night before my training camp, I went to an outfitter to buy a tent.The survival game training experience in middle school told me that most of this kind of training is directly sleeping in tents in the wild, and several people sleep in a tent.Obviously, except for Tachibana, all the people who went to the training camp this time were men, so I had to bring one with me.As for Senior Tachibana, there may be a greater sacrifice this time, because her gender is currently "male", and she has to squeeze into the tent with them.

When I choose a tent that suits me in an outdoor supply store, especially in terms of color selection, I often struggle with myself for a long time.

Light, or dark?I first fell into the difficulty of choosing between the two color systems.

Suddenly, with a "wow", most of the light was blocked, and the occupied area suddenly went dark.Turning around, a huge sunshade fan that was stretched out fell in front of me to block it.

"where……"

"Are you sure you're here?"

"I just saw him walk in."

"Are you mistaken?"

"Hey, I finally met my idol..."

On the other side of the sunshade fan, several young girls were talking, and the voices of the conversation gradually gathered here.

The sound of pattering footsteps stopped in my direction, "Will it be there?"

As I spoke, I heard footsteps approaching.After a while, someone pushed the parasol away, and another piece of light came in, shining on my face.I turned my head to look, and half of my body was exposed in front of me, it was a female middle school student in school uniform.Our eyes met, she blinked her big eyes, and said with a smile: "Ah, sorry, I admitted the wrong person." After that, she pushed the parasol back to cover me.

The girl stepped back on her thick heels: "I made a mistake, I said I'm not here."

A girl with a relatively immature voice cried mixedly: "Really, I finally met my idol! I saw him come in here!"

"So you read it wrong! Go out and look for it and see if you can meet again by chance."

Several female voices slowly fade away.

The person who had been hiding under the umbrella heard the footsteps gradually disappearing, and the door opened and closed. At this point, he breathed a long sigh of relief, put away the large parasol, and murmured: "Girls in Kyoto are too Enthusiastic..."

Driven by curiosity, I turned my head to look at him. In an instant, I was almost blinded by the blingbling blond hair.Coupled with the height of nearly 1.9 meters, and the pretty little face, it is no wonder that girls with severe fantasy complex in adolescence are so "enthusiastic".I have been searching in my heart for four words that can describe my opinion of the person in front of me, searching and searching...

After a moment, he seemed to realize something, and he suddenly said: "Ah, just now, I'm really sorry for causing you trouble." After apologizing, he showed a bright smile and scratched his hair at the same time.

I searched and searched, and the four words gradually came together in my mind: full of anger.

I waved my hand and said, "It doesn't matter, I have encountered more troublesome things."

The blond-haired man blinked and said "Hey", "The more troublesome thing, what do you mean...?"

I said this just to be polite, but I didn't expect him to take it seriously.I had no choice but to recall what happened last time, and said, "Last time, just, two weeks ago. In order to chase him, a female classmate from my brother's school knelt down on the road in a wedding dress to propose."

I still remember the fierce beauty senior, dragging a big PrincessLine wedding dress, crossing the road, kneeling directly in front of the lovely phantom.The driver was so frightened that he slammed on the brakes and almost missed a few red roses for her.

"And then what?" Jin Mao was very curious: "And did your brother agree?"

"No."

"Ah... what a pity!" Jin Mao sighed sadly.

At that time, the expressions of passers-by made up a confused discrete formula, and Akashi's expression couldn't be described as "dumb".Senior sister held a bouquet of flowers and knelt there, her beautiful face with make-up had a very determined expression, and she would not leave unless she got a positive answer.

In the end, Akashi had no choice but to get out of the car himself, helped the beautiful senior, and said very touchingly: "Thank you very much, but—"

Later, the love story was so cruel that I didn't dare to read it down, so I covered my eyes and listened to the senior sister's cry.

I didn't expect this golden retriever to be full of girlishness, and I felt quite sentimental.

I hugged my dark blue tent and planned to pay the bill, but the golden retriever stopped me suddenly: "Well, thank you just now, can you tell me your name?"

"Me?" I pointed to myself.

He smiled and said "hmm".

"Manqiao." I said, "My surname is Man, and my name is Qiao."

"It's really a lovely name." He said politely, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself—here."

He handed me a business card, which I took politely and stared at.His name is Kise Ryota, and his occupation is...

model? !

I suddenly realized, no wonder so many sluts followed.

I looked up again, and he had already walked to the door, blinking his left eye and waving at me: "See you next time, Xiao Manjiang~"

The author has something to say: Pseudo-change typo~