One hundred ways to whitewash Nissan

Ross's words stopped in the middle, because the boy on the opposite side showed no signs of moving, and he felt very strange about this situation.

"Ashmita?"

"... What's the matter?" The voice echoed in this small room full of Buddha statues was very clear, and it felt like cold water flowing through the heart, which could completely wash away all troubles.

"Why are you still not moving? Eat quickly." Pushing the tray

Shaking his head, there was no intention of letting go of his clasped hands.

"Ashmita?" Deftolos, who felt very strange, tilted his head,

Does he mean he doesn't want to eat?But he should be very hungry like this...

"I don't know how to eat, until I seek the truth." Ashmita, who was maintaining the posture of sitting cross-legged, fell into silence again after saying this.

"Hey, how can you not eat? Then you will..."

"Deftolos, why don't you stop eating? The food is going to be cold."

Just when Deftolos was about to say something in surprise, a strange question came from below from Aspros.

"Ah, I'll go down right away." Deftolos turned his head and yelled at the bottom, grabbed the tableware on the side, pulled away Ashmita's clasped hands and stuffed the tableware in,

"No matter what, you have to eat quickly, and I will pack up later."

After finishing speaking, Deftolos hurriedly stood up and ran down to find his brother who was eagerly calling for him to have lunch together.

However, Deftolos, who thought that he would see a clean plate after he came back, was destined to be disappointed, because that Ashmita silently "watched" that his wrist was beaten by Deft after he left the room. After a while, Fortelos put back the tableware that was forced in his hand, and entered the state of meditation again.

As for the expression of Deftolos, who came to clean up the tableware later, after seeing the full meal that hasn't moved at all... let's not mention this for now_(:зゝ∠)_

From then on, a protracted "battle" for food persuasion started vigorously (?) between the two young men who had known each other not long ago.

In fact, it is not too vigorous to say, because Ashmita, who has been meditating, hardly speaks. Usually, Deftolos is intimidating and luring people to eat in various ways—although every time they fail. end.

Deftolos, who has been defeated and defeated repeatedly, seems to be really concerned about the matter of letting Ashmita eat. He even pays much less attention to his Nissan than before.

This made Aspros, who was neglected, dissatisfied, very dissatisfied.

On this day, when Deftolos, who hastily finished his own portion of the meal and directly brought the food that should be sent to Ashmita, was about to rush forward and force-feed the meal, the long-neglected Aspulos raised his hand to block his way.

"Aspros?" Deftolos, who was holding a tray, looked at his Nissan in confusion.

"Deftolos, we haven't chatted together for a long time, you..." Aspros, who felt a little happy because Deftolos stopped, was in a hurry to persuade him to eat today. Deftolos, who planned, was interrupted.

"Sorry Aspoulus, I have to hurry to get that guy to eat. If you want to chat, please wait later? I'll go first." As he said, the figure of Deftolos who walked around Aspoulos and ran up was very fast. It was about to disappear within the sight of Aspros who stayed there for a long time and couldn't react.

After a long time, the hand that was hanging casually by the side was tightly clenched, and at the same time, there was a low voice that quickly disappeared,

"Deftelos..."

Deftolos, who was full of enthusiasm and felt that he would succeed today, didn't notice the abnormal state of his Nissan at all, and only wanted to let the stinky brat above him eat quickly.

"Ashmita! You must feed me today!" Deftolos, who opened the curtain suddenly, walked aggressively in front of Ashmita, who seemed to have never changed his posture, and put the tray heavily in front of him lay down.

"...Deftolos, why don't you give up?" Ashmita, who seemed helpless about Deftolos's stubbornness, didn't ignore him to the end this time, but spoke at the very beginning.

"I just want you to eat." Deftolos, who picked up the plate, forked a small piece of food with utensils and brought it to Ashmita's mouth.

"Open your mouth, ah—"

"..." The future Virgo Saint Ashmita, who was completely unmoved, closed his mouth tightly, showing no intention of compromise.

"Open your mouth."

"..." indifferent

"Hurry up, my hands are sore." Taking a coquettish offensive

"..." Still unmoved

"You're almost eating..." the grievance offensive

"..." Still hard-hearted (?)

"Ashmita!" Suddenly shouted

"What... um!" Ashmita, who thought that something was wrong with Deftolos, forgot for a moment that he still had the food that Deftolos fed him, and spoke instinctively, and was seized by the opportunity Deftolos, who had a quick eye and a quick hand, was stuffed straight.

The aroma of the food spread in his mouth, and before Ashmita could react any further, he heard the triumphant laughter of someone who was older than him but very childish in some places .

"Hey hey, Ashmita, I won."

What's the point of winning or losing?

Ashmita thought helplessly as he chewed the food, as he said that since he ate it in his mouth, he didn't spit it out.

Feeling good after finally winning this protracted battle, Deftolos continued to feed proudly,

"How is it? Today's lunch was made with the help of Aspros. It tastes good, right?"

"Aspros, is that your elder brother?" Ashmita, who was fed for a moment of carelessness, felt that it was meaningless for him to persist, so he obediently asked while being fed.

"That's right, why don't you guess that he is my younger brother?" Joyful Chocolate continued to move his hands.

"Hearing your tone, it's a very proud feeling." Ashmita, who never opened his eyes, carefully chewed the food in his mouth.

"Hey, of course, Aspros is my most important Nissan!" Deftolos, who smiled with crooked eyebrows, showed very playful little canine teeth, and the smile on his face faded the weird look on him. Ferocity.

"You..." Ashmita's lips twitched as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.

"Huh?" Although he didn't know what the other party wanted to say but didn't pay much attention, Deftolos was satisfied to see the food on the plate gradually disappearing. After putting the empty plate back on the tray, he patted Ah Shi vigorously. Standing up with the tray behind Mita's shoulders, he smiled brightly at Ashmita,

"Please cooperate a lot tonight."

After finishing speaking, the satisfied Deftolos directly opened the curtain and went down to find his own Nissan.

"Do you want to continue..." Ashmita, who had always been calm, finally showed a helpless, light breeze-like smile.

"Aspros, I'm back~" Deftolos, who sent the dishes to the kitchen to wash them, rushed directly to his Nissan.

"...Deftolos..." Aspros was not training but was in a trance. He looked at Deftolos who was pounced on him in a daze, and was thrown down without any defense.

"Wow!" I didn't expect Aspros to be surprised by Deftolos, who was thrown down like this, and then fell to the ground together with Aspros in a disfigured manner.

Difficulty and solution

"Cough, cough, cough..." The aroused dust fell down together with the coughing sounds of the two teenagers, and then there was the uncontrollable laughter of the teenagers.

"Pfft...hahahaha Aspros, what are you thinking... Aspros?" The smile in Deftolos's words changed in the middle, and it was exactly the same as the pair of dim eyes on the opposite side. Looking at the opposite person in surprise, worry gradually spread on the dark face,

"What's wrong with you? Is the training frustrated?"

Recently, the time between Deftolos and Aspros has been reduced a lot because of their respective affairs. Aspros is training hard under the guidance of Bai Li for the closer succession trial, while Deftolos They waste more time on how to persuade Ashmita to eat obediently. The time the two can get along is the three meals and the time to go to bed at night, but Deftolos also needs to be faster during the three meals After eating, I went to persuade Ashmita to eat after repeated defeats and defeats. At night, because I was too tired, I usually fell asleep at the fastest time, and the time we could talk together was almost reduced to Lowest, and then, during another lunch hour neglected by Deftolos, the problems that Aspros felt had been keeping him from training finally erupted.

Aspros felt that his problems were getting worse little by little, and he seemed less and less able to bear Deftolos leaving him.

Even if only for a short period of time.

"Aspulos?" Deftolos, who didn't get a response, reached out and tried Aspulos' forehead. He was slightly relieved when he found that it wasn't hot, and then continued to look at him worriedly.

"What happened? Why did it suddenly..."

"...I..." Looking at Deftolos' worried expression, Aspros