The black-haired boy, who was secretly recalling the past, rolled his eyes, then stared calmly and firmly at the face of the girl who was close to him.

"Hmm... I still can't hate you."

After taking a closer look at Hayasaka's face, Hoshimi grinned softly.

"After all, I can't feel any resentment towards someone who works hard and endures, who is always ignored but still quietly wants to help others."

Because he has been a bystander for a long time, he can particularly resonate with this kind of character, and at the same time he can also particularly put himself in Hayasaka's shoes and look at the problem from her perspective.

This guy is not a bad person.

It would be better to say that he is a guy who tries hard to help the people he cares about and would rather endure humiliation and say nothing.

"—"

Hayasaka just opened her mouth slightly in silence, not responding to Hoshimi's words, but also not pretending to be calm and refutate them.

This guy seems to see it very clearly.

But even though he could see it clearly, he still didn't intrude into her "territory".

He didn't ask anything, but still smiled and comforted himself that he should have a good rest if he was tired.

It was this attitude that surprised Hayasaka a little bit—

I also felt a rare sense of security.

The girl named Hayasaka Ai sometimes thinks so.

One day in the future, there will be someone who, even though he knows the unforgivable things she did to Kaguya, even though he knows that she has been switching between different masks to show herself, playing different roles one after another, even though he knows that she has many secrets that she does not want others to see -

I still won't be disappointed in her. I will still stand beside her with a smile and calmly say to her, "It's okay."

Hayasaka Ai lowered her head slightly.

Her hand was still on the boy's shoulder, but the strength seemed to be inadvertently a little gentler than before.

"...He's just a younger brother, but he seems surprisingly reliable."

——Then, she slowly leaned her forehead on the boy's shoulder.

To be precise, she leaned on the hand on his shoulder.

"...?"

Hoshimi, who had not expected Hayasaka to do this, was subconsciously confused, but still kept her shoulders stiff and still, just standing there and letting her lean on him.

He could feel some weight from Hayasaka on his shoulders - and Hoshimi could also feel that she was not relying entirely on him.

Just a small part, she still holds back.

"Um...Hayasaka...sister?"

"Xiaoqing, didn't you say that you should take a good rest when you are tired?"

Hayasaka's tone was so calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"For me, this will relieve my fatigue. Why, you don't want to?"

“Not really.”

"Then it's all right."

"……call."

After a moment's silence, Xingjian just raised the corner of his mouth slightly and stood there looking ahead, his vision slightly blurred.

"Then take a good rest."

He was tactful enough not to ask any other questions, and just let Hayasaka rest her head on his shoulder for a while.

From an angle that Hoshimi couldn't see, Hayasaka, contrary to her usual perfect and omnipotent demeanor, closed her eyes a little defenselessly like a child seeking shelter.

My younger brother is still a little far from the ideal person who can tolerate me.

But, a little - if only a little reliance.

This feeling doesn't seem bad.

At this moment, Hayasaka Ai abandoned her identity as the Shinomiya family's personal maid - she became just a somewhat tired seventeen-year-old girl, leaning on the shoulder of someone who made her feel a little at ease.

Feeling the warmth coming from her palms, she relaxed her brows slightly, still keeping her eyes closed like a sleepy child. The responsibility and guilt that usually accumulated on her shoulders seemed to have been reduced a lot at this moment.

She understood that this was a rare and short-lived warm moment for her.

"...Xiaoqing, why is your heart beating so fast? To your own sister? Kimo——"

"If anyone else leans on your shoulder, you will do the same as me, sis."

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Here I recommend my brother's book "The Whole World is Waiting for My Divorce"

Summary:

After his rebirth, Japan's richest man Masaki Sakuraba returned to the summer when he was 17 years old.

This year.

The girls are young.

My ex-wife Eriri is still drawing books

Personal secretary Nanami Aoyama works part-time at a convenience store.

Yukino Yukinoshita, my confidante whom I met too late, is now serving the society alone.

My wife’s best friend, Kato Megumi, smiled charmingly under the cherry tree, and Kasumigaoka Utaha’s long legs swung like a pool of spring water.

……

……

Masaki Sakuraba: Remember, liking someone is not a meal.

Yukinoshita Yukino: Of course I can’t.

Masaki Sakuraba: But I can eat well because you like me.

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Masaki Sakuraba: Let me tell you a secret.

Kasumigaoka Utaha: What secret?

Masaki Sakuraba: My bed says he misses you.

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Masaki Sakuraba: Can you imitate a woodpecker?

Kato Megumi: How to imitate.

Masaki Sakuraba: Just use my face as a tree.

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Sakuraba Masaki: You are not human.

The Nakano Five Sisters: ??? You are not a human being.

Masaki Sakuraba: You are the love letter that the world wrote to me.

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Ying Lili: Why is your mouth so sweet?

Masaki Sakuraba: You know all this. Tell me, have you ever kissed me secretly?

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The characters who appeared in the beginning of the book will be back from the next chapter (funny)

Sawamura Eriri's Body Can't Shrink: Chapter 9: Choices After Things and People Have Changed (Part 1)

The uninvited guests, Shirogane Miyuki and Shinomiya Kaguya, finally left the Hoshimi family one after another after the misunderstanding was resolved - although their expressions were different.

After Kaguya left, Hayasaka also pulled Hoshimi out of the bathroom, nodded slightly to him, and then left.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Xingjian felt that the look his sister gave him was not as wary and cold as usual.

In short, after seeing off the three guests one after another, Hoshimi breathed a sigh of relief, while Eriri, who had been sitting in front of the bed with a confused look on her face, "Who am I? Where am I? What just happened?", took several hours to adjust her mentality.

"Although I have a lot to complain about, I'll put it aside for now... My manuscript was almost discovered by those guys."

Eriri reluctantly convinced herself to accept the reality. She sat up from the bed, hopped to the table on her little feet, and hurriedly put all the comic drafts that Hoshimi had covered up into her schoolbag.

"That's terrifying. Even here in Qing, there are crazy people like that. By the way, I remember those two usually looked pretty smart, but why did they act like idiots just now?"

"Well... love makes people stupider."

It seems that she has learned her lesson and put away all the strange things in order to be on guard against the fourth "uninvited guest" who might appear at any time.

"... Well, it's okay to not be so vigilant. I just don't think anyone will come to my little shabby house to cause trouble for the time being."

Xingjian looked at the wide-open floor-to-ceiling window and let out a tired sigh - to be honest, what had just happened was quite a stretch for him.

Anyway, it's good that the misunderstanding is cleared up.

If he had appeared before Shirogane and Shinomiya left, he felt that things would become more troublesome, so he waited until the two of them left here in shame before following Hayasaka out of the bathroom.

After this, I guess both of them will find a time to apologize to me or something. At that time, I can explain clearly that I don’t care, and this matter should be over.

How on earth did they come up with such a bizarre development? (Ishigami & Fujiwara: A-choo!!)

Forget it, those are things for the future, let’s talk about it later.

"Really? I was hoping Qing would help me put up some sites to speed up the process today, but this happened. My creative desire has been completely disrupted!"

The petite and delicate Eriri could fit perfectly between the table and the bed, but she was wearing large black-framed glasses and scratched her messy hair in annoyance, looking very anxious.

Hoshimi, who was trying to calm herself down by pouring herself a glass of water, inadvertently cast her eyes towards Eriri's painting.

"No way... Eriri, are you really going to let me, a newbie with no drawing experience, help you draw your manga?"

"Hmm... where on earth did this guy learn all those positions... I have to say, they're really girly. As expected of a GHS instructor, right?"

"What's the matter? The Summer Comic Con is next week and I have to speed up the work. Besides, it's just some patching and revising the line art. Haru, just think of yourself as my assistant. This was something that Tomoya could do easily before... Hmm."

Eriri, who had been spinning her pen rather absentmindedly, closed her mouth unconsciously at the end, as if she had noticed that her remarks were inappropriate.

"...I'm not interested in being someone else's Stand user, Eriri-san."

Xingjian looked at her childish profile with a complicated expression and just raised his eyebrows indifferently.

"I know...! I'm just saying that you can both do the same job. Besides, Haru, you're... different from Ren..."

Eriri hesitantly looked away, gripping the paintbrush tighter and tighter, her tone becoming more uncertain.

"Although both of you have never commented on my paintings, whether good or bad..."

"... Eriri, your book is very good, so is that a positive comment?"

“??? Go to hell!!!”

——Anyway, let’s liven up the atmosphere a bit.

Hoshimi chuckled and used her hand to block Eriri's little pink fist. After seeing the moisture in the corner of her eyes disappear because of his nonsensical words, he stopped making trouble.

"What I mean is—! Renye… never approves of my work… Although he invited me to join the club, which was a testament to my abilities, he… never told me that in person."

Eriri tried to explain herself, but her voice just got smaller and smaller.

"...He never praised me, and instead always avoided the topic."

Obviously, she would be satisfied with just one compliment.

"But it doesn't matter... It doesn't matter if Lun doesn't praise me. I will slowly prove it to him. Sooner or later, I will create a work that will amaze him - at least that's what I always thought."

"Is this your compensation for betraying him?"

Xingjian curled her lips, and her expression was no longer as cold and relaxed as usual.

Is it a betrayer's compensation to a friend who has betrayed him?

To be honest... this topic is not very friendly to him.

"It's none of your business, Qing. You didn't get involved in our affairs in the first place. It's not advisable for rational people to stir up trouble."

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