Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

After kissing for a while, Tsukimiya Sakurano lay on Miura Gensuke and held his cheeks.

"Sister, you're so heavy..."

"Hmph." Tsukimiya Sakurano's body relaxed even more, as if she wanted to put all her weight on him to punish him for this joke.

"Oh, I was wrong..." Miura Gensuke smiled and put his hand on his sister's peach buttocks.

This weight is still not enough for Gensuke Miura.

He could hold his sister and walk around the room while doing it.

"Brother, who are you planning to marry in the future?"

After a moment of silence, Tsukimiya Sakurano suddenly sighed softly.

Gensuke Miura actually thought about this problem.

Getting married is indeed troublesome.

After all, he has so many girlfriends.

And Saya's identity is very special.

But he soon came up with a solution.

This is a world full of anomalies.

If it really doesn't work, you can let Xiaoyao distort human concepts.

[Miura Gensuke's marriage is very normal no matter what].

Consider this as an idea etched into the human mind.

This way, it doesn't matter how many people you marry, or even if you want to hold the wedding at the same time.

What a genius idea.

If a harem anime with a modern background had this kind of setting, there would be no need for stock speculation.

I am really a thousand years ahead of the world.

“…” After hearing what Miura Gensuke said, Tsukimiya Sakurano was speechless.

"You won't even try to comfort your sister?"

"Of course I'll marry my sister first." Miura Gensuke held Sakurano's hand. "This isn't just consolation, I've thought about it a long time ago."

"I thought you liked Xiao Mio and the others more..." Tsukimiya Sakurano's cheeks flushed and she closed her beautiful eyes.

"Don't say that." Miura Gensuke gently stroked his sister's back: "I was the first one to marry you, and of course I'll be the first one to divorce you."

"I'll have to replace you when you turn 30."

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The third day after the typhoon arrived.

With teeth marks all over his face, Gensuke Miura washed his face silently in the bathroom.

It turns out some jokes are better left alone.

"Sister, I was wrong!"

After washing his face, Miura Gensuke hugged Tsukimiya Sakurano, who was busy in the kitchen, like a sticky candy.

"I will never divorce my sister in my life."

"Stay away from me." Tsukimiya Sakurano's tone was cold, but she didn't really push him away.

Looking at the two people, Nana Tsukima ate potato chips and drank Coke while talking to Xiaoyao with great interest:

"What a disgusting couple, luckily I'm not the one in love."

Xuechuan Haruka nodded slightly.

"Xiaoyao." Nana Tsukima licked her lips: "Do you have someone you like?"

"Um……"

After breakfast, Gensuke Miura put on a one-piece raincoat and waterproof boots.

No matter what, he had to go out and see what was going on today.

Although supplies are still sufficient, Miura Gensuke saw strange news on the forum today.

There is a rescue team that is constantly rescuing people trapped in the typhoon.

Someone took a few photos and uploaded them online for promotion.

Miura Gensuke saw the bartender from "The End" in that photo.

While creating natural disasters, they also use the disasters to absorb refugees and expand their team.

In this way, wouldn’t there be more and more people who believe in Junko Kimura?

The other party's ability will become stronger and stronger.

If this continues, the typhoon will never stop.

Moreover, the fact that they were able to organize so many people was enough to prove that [The End Continuation] was not a mob.

The power of an individual is insignificant in society.

Only when people are organized can they be considered a force.

This group of people working in environmental protection have strong organizational skills.

From parades to catching poachers, it all tests organizational skills.

"Brother, you must be careful." Tsukimiya Sakurano touched his head.

"Don't worry, I can escape even if I encounter danger. Don't worry about me. Just take good care of them at home." Miura Gensuke smiled and walked straight into the rain.

There were still no pedestrians on the street.

The government is currently also allocating resources for disaster relief and distributing supplies to residents.

However, this is not enough to restore social operations.

The bad weather made travel almost impossible and all subway stations were closed.

Tokyo is currently at a complete standstill.

A large number of residents left directly and went to places without disasters.

"call……"

Miura Gensuke was not wandering around aimlessly.

He planned to go to Hasegawa Mitsuba's home and ask if she knew the specific location of the shelter.

According to Hasegawa Daisho, the Hasegawa couple are still living in the villa.

"..."

The sound of wind...

The sound of rain...

After walking for half an hour, Gensuke Miura felt like he was about to have tinnitus.

However, he also arrived at the Hasegawa couple's house.

After all, they are all in Shibuya area, so even if there is no subway, the distance is not too far.

"President!"

"Daxiang, why are you here too?" Miura Gensuke turned around and found Hasegawa Daixiang, who was soaked all over, riding a bicycle with a box wrapped in plastic film tied to the back of the bicycle.

"I came to bring food to my uncle. He said he had no rice at home." Hasegawa Daisho grinned and said, "My uncle is going to pay me a lot."

Gensuke Miura thought that this guy had some talent for working and was even better at seizing opportunities to make money than himself.

"What are you doing here, President? Do we still need to maintain the swimming pool in this kind of weather?" Daxiang joked.

"I want to ask about that cult. I saw on the Internet that there is a shelter in [The End Continuation] and I want to move in." Miura Gensuke followed him into the villa gate.

"It's the shelter. I've already moved in." Daxiang turned around and said, "President, if you want to move in, just come back with me later."

"You joined [End Continuation]?" Miura Gensuke frowned.

"I can't say I joined, I was just taken in. Our house was flooded..." Daxiang sighed, "But those people were pretty nice. They actually gave us free food and shelter."

"But uncle said he would not move into the shelter, and he told that bitch not to move in either."

"I think uncle might be afraid that bitch will cheat again."

After explaining to Miura Gensuke for a while, Daxiang pressed the doorbell vigorously: "Uncle! I'm here to bring you food!"

Chapter 203 Who are you scolding for your secret crush?

"Feilu is so hungry..."

"You are abusing animals, meow..."

"I want to see Junko Kimura, meow..."

Shelter, dormitory area, end of the corridor.

The cat, Fil, was sitting on the floor, banging on the door with a spoon. "Fil has realized her mistake, meow."

"Feilu wants to eat..."

Halfway through her words, Feilu's pink ears stood up.

She heard the key turn in the lock.

Three seconds later, several people in white uniforms walked in, holding Junko Kimura in the form of a Persian cat.

"Ms. Phil."

The female college student politely walked over to her and shook the bag of potato chips in her hand. "Excuse me, how can we turn the prophet back into a human? It's been a day, and the prophet is still a cat. He can't give a speech in front of others like this."