I have pure love with them

After the family had dinner together, they drove back home. As soon as they came out of the bathroom, Aine couldn't wait to rush into Quan's room.

"You're going to the country?"

Izumi, who was standing in her room, looked at Aine who had barged into her room. She had wet hair and hadn't even blow-dried it yet, but she had rushed into her room. It was obvious that she cared about this matter a lot.

"I'll probably stay for a while. It's been a long time since I last visited Grandpa and Grandma. And it was my father who asked me to do so. It would be inappropriate if I didn't go and see them, right?"

"That……"

"The seaside vacation won't be affected. You can go to the countryside first, and then go on vacation... Well, you probably won't go to the countryside when the time comes, right?"

Facing Izumi's question, Aiyin, who was standing in the room, had a hesitant expression on her face, as if she was conflicted. She wanted to be with Izumi, but going to the countryside was meaningless. She couldn't think of anything in the countryside that could make her look forward to it.

"Ah, wasn't there a girl who said she wanted to marry Quan?"

Suddenly frowning, Aine’s eyes fell on Izumi.

"I...will think about it!"

372. Hiroto Shioyama: Loyalty! I only have one candidate for sister-in-law in my heart!

Simply speaking of public facilities, the countryside is naturally not as convenient as the city, but compared to the hustle and bustle of the city, the tranquility of the countryside is also hard to find in the city.

After asking Aine, seeing that she didn't agree, Quan didn't hold out any hope. He smiled at the girl and didn't force her to go to the countryside with him. The life there was inconvenient, but it was okay for him, but Aine would probably find it difficult to adapt.

"Then think about it carefully. There's no need to force yourself. You're only asking me."

"..."

After hearing what Quan said, Aine's eyes couldn't help but fall on Quan. Staring at Quan in front of her, she wanted to say something but stopped herself. However, looking at Quan's pure eyes without any other thoughts, after a brief moment of inner struggle, she suppressed her suspicions and thoughts, silently opened Quan's door, and left Quan's room.

Seeing Aine leave her room, Izumi, who was sitting alone in the room, was silent for a moment, recalling the few memories she had when she was in the countryside.

“I don’t have any special memories…”

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he had just been hanging out with the kids he met in the countryside, and playing some boring house games with them. But now so much time has passed, and I think even if he returns to the countryside, not many people will remember him.

"No, even if he remembers me, he won't come up to me and talk to me."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Quan imagined himself returning to the countryside, then shook his head slightly. He no longer had any expectation that his former friends would remember him.

"Three or four days there would be about enough."

It would be a rare opportunity to return to the countryside and face his grandparents. If he only stayed for one day and then left, it would be a bit too inhumane. However, if he stayed in the countryside for too long, with Quan's personality, he might find it a bit unbearable.

He hasn't seen his grandparents for a long time...it's better to say that they don't have much in common. If they stay together for a long time, their different concepts and some details in life may cause conflicts. Not staying together for a long time is the best solution.

"Each generation has its own outlook on life. For example, after getting married, people will leave their original families and parents. This may also be due to this reason."

Sitting quietly on his bed, Quan slowly looked at the scenery outside the window. The bright moon was facing Quan's window. He just turned his head slightly and saw the bright moon hanging high in the sky. A look of surprise appeared on his face. After staring at the moon for a while, he smiled and retracted his gaze. Then he lay down on his bed, slightly adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, and closed his eyes to rest...

Quan had no specific memory of what he dreamed about at night, but he had a vague feeling that his body seemed to be floating on the dark and silent sea. The surging waves and the deep sea water made Quan feel lonely in his heart.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in his bedroom. He looked towards the direction of the air conditioner. Staring at the air conditioner in his room, he opened his eyes for a short while and then slowly closed them again, followed by a weak sigh.

"It's already morning."

When I came out of my room and walked into the living room, I saw Aine sitting at the dining table, which was very rare.

"It's very early today."

Aiyin, who was sitting at the dining table, couldn't help but look at Quan after hearing what Quan said. She glanced at him slightly but didn't say anything more. She just quietly ate her breakfast.

He walked slowly to the seat beside her, then sat down, and Quan also started eating his breakfast.

The two did not have any exchanges during the meal, and after breakfast was over, Aine could not help but look towards Quan, as if she wanted to say something to him, but when her eyes fell on Quan, she pursed her lips slightly and still did not take the initiative to speak to Quan.

Seeing Aine staring at him, as if she wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a while, she kept silent. Quan, who had just woken up and was not in a very good state, did not ask the other party. He just quietly finished his breakfast, then went back to his room and made preparations to go out for school.

"You are so quiet today."

After going out with Aine, the two walked side by side for a while. Seeing that Quan had not spoken to her, Aine could not help but speak first.

Due to the influence of the dream he only had a vague impression of last night, Quan remained in a relatively low mood after waking up. It was not until he heard Aine's question that he came back to his senses and looked at his sister beside him.

"Well, maybe it's because I didn't get enough rest last night and had a... not-so-nice dream."

"What kind of dream?"

When Chihaya Aine heard Izumi say that she had a strange dream last night, she was immediately attracted by the curiosity. She looked at Izumi with curious eyes, wanting to know what kind of dream Izumi had.

It is said that a person's dreams reflect his or her subconscious mind, so Chihaya Aine really wants to know what Izumi is thinking about in his or her subconscious mind.

"What kind of dream is that... a sea, a very dark and deep sea."

"what?"

Chihaya Aine, who was full of expectations, showed a surprised expression on her face after hearing Izumi's answer. She looked at Izumi with an expression of not quite understanding, and could not quite understand the meaning of Izumi's answer.

"The sea? Is there only the sea? No other images? Like someone you know?"

"No, well, the only thing I remember is a deep and vast dark sea. It might be a sea at night."

“…It’s meaningless.”

Imagining the scene of the sea at night in her mind, Chihaya Aine couldn't quite understand Izumi's thoughts. After a moment of silence, she was no longer interested in Izumi's dream. Izumi looked at Aine, who suddenly lost interest, and shrugged her shoulders with a slightly helpless look.

Before he opened his mouth, he had already thought of such a development in his mind, but seeing that Izumi had suddenly lost interest, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then he and Aine walked quietly on the way to school, took the train, and then separated.

Watching his sister's figure disappear in front of him, he walked alone on the way to school.

'Speaking of which, the show I recorded at school last time should be airing soon, right? I haven't paid attention to it these past two days. I'll go back and check the preview to see if it's airing this week... ah, I can just ask people at school.'

As Quan walked to the school gate, he suddenly thought of the hide-and-seek program that he had recorded in the school before. As about half a month had passed, he thought the program should have been almost completed.

He didn't have high expectations for this program, but other people in the school and class were probably looking forward to seeing themselves appear on the show.

After entering the school building, he changed into indoor shoes in front of the shoe cabinet, then slowly walked to the classroom. He noticed that there were fewer people in the classroom today than usual, which made him wonder and he looked at the current time.

"..."

Probably because Aine woke up early today, Quan felt as if he had woken up very late.

But after taking a closer look at the time, I realized that I had gotten up very early today.

'Is it because of the season?'

After summer, the sun started to rise very early, which may have caused him to misjudge the current time... Izumi subconsciously followed Aine to go to school, and when he arrived at school, he realized that he had left home early, and walked slowly to his seat.

'Hasn't she arrived at school yet?'

He glanced towards the girl's seat, but Goto Ichiri was a little late today and had not arrived at school yet.

With no one to talk to in the classroom, he took out his notebook and began to scribble on it. With just a few strokes, he outlined the figure of a young girl.

"Ah, drawing again..."

Hiroto Shioyama's voice rang in his ears, causing Izumi, who had lowered her head and was just sketching on her notes, to slowly raise her head and look at Hiroto Shioyama who had already arrived in the classroom.

"Ah."

After answering, Izumi looked in the direction of Goto Ichiri and found that the girl had arrived at the classroom. Then he withdrew his gaze with relief and looked at the notes in front of him again.

Hiroto Shioyama put down his schoolbag and sat down, looking at Izumi who was concentrating on his painting. He stared at the image of the girl drawn by Izumi, a thoughtful look on his face, and then he slowly spoke.

"Come to think of it, you seem to be quite good at drawing. Would you consider becoming a cartoonist?"

“Being able to draw and drawing comics are two different things.”

After hearing Hiroto Shioyama's fantastic suggestion, Izumi, who was still thinking about whether to add black stockings to the girl, slowly raised her head and looked at the boy sitting at the table in front of her.

"I think you might be very talented in this area."

"..."

Although Quan did draw some comics before, that was just his own hobby. If he really tried to become a cartoonist...

Whether it is the 'deadline' or the 'reader survey', it is a headache.

Once you lose your interest in comics for the sake of serialization, even the created works will not be satisfactory. Many comics give people the feeling that they are full of imagination at the beginning, but in many cases, these works will have very subtle scenes in the middle and late stages of serialization, such as suddenly expanding combat power or inexplicable memories.

"The cartoonist industry is too cruel. It would be better to become an editor of the comics department, which is more realistic."

"I'm talking to you about dreams and the future, and you're talking to me about reality?"

After hearing Quan's answer, Hiroto Shioyama couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then replied with a sigh. He felt that Quan in front of him was good in every way, except that his attitude towards things was too realistic, and he lacked the imagination of a young boy at all.

"Besides, a cartoonist doesn't have to be one who serializes in weekly comics, right? Those who publish single volumes... ahem, cartoonists, aren't that good too?"

Although Hiroto Shioyama used "cough" to hide the key words, his meaning was basically understood in the hearts of Izumi and the girls around who were eavesdropping on the conversation between Izumi and Hiroto Shioyama.

"No, I don't know what's good about it at all... The living environment of the 'cough' cartoonists you mentioned is worse than that of ordinary cartoonists, right?"

"Is that right?"

After hearing what Izumi said, Hiroto Shioyama showed a surprised expression on his face.

"You don't understand at all."

"...Well, I just had fantasies like this before, becoming a famous cartoonist... or something like that."

“There are many people who want to be cartoonists, but few who are famous.”

Shaking his head, Izumi basically lost all interest in the topic of "manga artist" and casually asked Hiroto Shioyama in front of him about the previous program.

"The day after tomorrow?"

A thoughtful look appeared on the boy's face. After thinking carefully, he decided on the date for the show to be broadcast and informed Quan.

"Can't wait?"

As for the others, Hiroto Shioyama wasn't sure whether they would appear on the show, but he was 100% sure that Izumi would appear on the show. After all, there were only a few people who accepted individual interviews at that time.

"No, I just suddenly thought today that the show might be aired, so I asked."

Hiroto Shioyama, who was about to say something, fell silent after hearing what Izumi said. Then he stared at Izumi for a while, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up.

"Izumi will definitely be in the limelight on this show. There will be many scenes in the show. If I invite my elder sister to watch it, she will see his outstanding performance and become interested in him... As a close friend of Izumi, I will become the only channel for my elder sister to communicate with him. In that case, my status in the family will be improved a little bit, right?"

When he thought of his sister's pleading look in order to get information about Izumi's hobbies, a somewhat silly smile appeared on Hiroto Shioyama's face.

"Maybe I can ask my elder sister for some living expenses... Yeah!"

As for the fact that he might have to call Quan "brother-in-law" at that time, he didn't have any resistance at all. Anyway, he always felt that Quan didn't seem to be someone of the same age. Even if he was with his sister, he didn't think there was anything strange. It would be more strange if his petite sister was with Quan.

"A-A-choo—"