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It's really not Eriri's fault for misunderstanding.

The postures of Aoba and Sayuri Sawamura at this time really look like Sayuri kneeling down for him...

Eriri was already very aggrieved by Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Now seeing that Aoba is still unclear with his mother, it's like the world is about to collapse.

It's understandable that she cried in anger.

It was just completely beyond the expectations of Aoba and Sayuri Sawamura.

Why did they choose to come at such a time when misunderstandings are easy.

Sayuri Sawamura secretly complained in her heart.

She ignored the fact that there was no particular misunderstanding in her heart.

Because if Eriri didn't come, the two of them would really kiss.

"Eri, I'm the one asking, what are you doing?"

Seemingly feeling guilty, Sayuri Sawamura inexplicably became tough at this time, and she frowned after finishing her clothes.

"Mom...you...you're asking me..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha was about to collapse, she pointed at Sayuri Sawamura and Aoba angrily: "What are you doing? I saw it all!"

"You misunderstood, Eriri."

Aoba said at this time: "Just now, Sayuri's soup fell down, and I helped her, and I was accidentally splashed by the soup, and Sayuri was just wiping it for me."

As he said, he turned sideways, allowing Eriri to see the pot and soup on the ground. "Six-four-zero"

Gah——

Eri's angry expression froze.

Sawamura Sayuri crossed her arms and looked at Eriri.

"I... I haven't finished my manuscript yet..."

After saying that, Eriri ran away with a blushing face.

She didn't give Sawamura Sayuri any chance to call her back.

"What's going on? What's wrong with me..."

"How could Aoba and Mom do that..."

"It turned out to be a misunderstanding..."

"Is it really like what Mom said, that it turned out like this because she drew too much in the book..."

Eriri's brain had turned into a mess.

Too many things happened today, making her confused. She didn't even know when she fell on the bed when she returned to her room.

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"This kid is really..."

Sawamura Sayuri was still a little angry.

"Should we consider asking her to draw less fan works?"

Aoba couldn't help but laugh and said, "Forget it, Sayuri. I think Eriri's talent for fan works is much better than her normal painting."

"Hmm..."

Sawamura Sayuri turned her head to look at Aoba, and blushed again when she thought of what happened just now.

Originally, she could face Aoba normally and call him Aoba-kun because she really regarded him as a junior, but now...

Just the two of them being together is a bit awkward.

She pursed her lips and whispered: "I'll go clean the floor."

"I'll come with you."

When the two of them were cleaning, their hands accidentally touched each other again.

The electric shock made Sawamura Sayuri withdraw her little hand: "I'll do it myself, Aoba-kun, you go change your clothes first..."

"Change clothes, where are the clothes here, and I don't know where they are..."

Aoba shook his head helplessly.

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot."

Sawamura Sayuri stuck out her tongue: "Follow me."

She took Aoba to Eriri's father's cloakroom and found a set of clothes and gave it to Aoba.

As a foreign diplomat, Eriri's father's cloakroom is basically full of suits. In the end, after searching for a long time, he only found a casual suit for him to wear.

Although only the pants are dirty, it would be strange if only the pants were changed.

So I just changed my whole body.

"This is the cloakroom, Sayuri, don't you want to go out? Want to see me change clothes?"

Hearing Aoba's voice, Sawamura Sayuri couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Aoba-kun, too narcissistic, don't think too much."

"Then I'll trouble you to go out now, Sayuri."

Sawamura Sayuri heard this.

Without any hesitation, she turned around and walked away, slamming the door shut.

"Oh my god."

But her behavior seemed tough, but in fact...

"Why do you want to see it for no reason?"

Aoba is a handsome guy, no doubt about it.

And Sayuri Sawamura is a rotten girl.

What she likes to see most is handsome guys... Of course, a handsome guy with a handsome guy, she couldn't help thinking.

If Aoba knew, he would definitely beat her up.

What are you thinking about, is he gay? ! What a joke!

Just then, the door opened.

Sayuri Sawamura, who had been leaning against the door, staggered and bumped into Aoba again.

"Sayuri, I know I'm handsome and have a good figure, but there's no need to throw myself into your arms like this, right?"

Aoba gently pressed Sayuri's shoulders with both hands.

"What do you mean by throwing myself into your arms, Aoba-kun? You're too shameless."

Sawamura Sayuri was going crazy.

One night, no, just less than half an hour.

There were so many contacts and so many blunders.

She quickly jumped out of Aoba's arms like a little rabbit, and felt a burning sensation on her back.

Looking directly at AobaYe, she was shocked again.

Thick-skinned?

It was the truth.

At this time, Aoba, wearing a casual suit, was completely different from usual handsomeness.

In short, he looked like an abstinent handsome guy.

With red ears, Sayuri Sawamura forced herself to suppress her blush: "I'm leaving. Today's dinner is not ready yet. Aoba-kun, go shopping by yourself..."

Looking at Sayuri who was running away, Aoba chuckled.

"It's time, go find Eriri."

After tormenting her for a while, it's time to start harvesting.

But to be honest, looking at Eriri's appearance just now, I actually felt a sense of joy for no reason.

Should we talk about it in a few days?

After thinking about it carefully, I decided to forget it.

He was afraid that Eriri couldn't bear it.

If this little otaku girl can't bear it and does something stupid, then he really doesn't know where to cry.

Aoba knocked on the door of Eriri's room: "Eri, open the door, I'm Aoba."

"Open it yourself!"

Eri's muffled voice sounded, most likely buried in the quilt.

"I open it? What should I do if the door is locked, Eriri, are you crazy?"

There was a crackling sound inside, as if she was wearing slippers. Eriri opened the door angrily, raised her head and looked at Aoba proudly: "What are you doing here?"

At this time, she had changed into casual clothes at home, took off her contact lenses, and replaced them with normal black-framed glasses.

Outside, she is the dazzling and beautiful school girl Eriri.

At home, she is a pure otaku girl.

But it can be seen that her eyes are still red, and she has obviously cried more than once.

"Don't you want to invite me in to sit down?"

Aoba spread his hands and said.

"Hmph..."

Eriri didn't say anything, just turned around and left.

Aoba went into Eriri's boudoir, closed the door, and then quietly locked it.

Eriri didn't seem to want Aoba to see her crying in bed.

So after Aoba came in, she turned on the light in front of her drawing board and started pretending to draw.

Waving a pen there, it had nothing to do with drawing anyway, and Aoba laughed when he saw it.

He slowly walked behind Eriri and gently put his hand on her twin ponytails.

“!”

Eri was startled and turned her head suddenly, her eyes red, and she cried: “What are you doing?”

“Can’t you just grab her ponytails?”

Aoba played with Eriri’s ponytails.

Eri’s body trembled, she lowered her head and didn’t know what she was thinking, then she burst into tears: “You are dating that woman Kasumigaoka UtahaWhy are you still teasing me? Aoba, you are really annoying!"

"Really annoying?"

Aoba lifted Eriri's pitiful face and looked at him.

I have to say, this feeling is very strange. I just teased Eriri's mother Sayuri, and now it's Eriri's turn. .....

"Hate... Why do I like you?"

Eriri cried and threw herself into Aoba's arms: "Don't leave me, okay? I was wrong, it won't be the same as before..."

I cried a lot when I came back just now. She thought a lot and forced herself to forget Qingye, but it seemed to be useless.

And on the way back, no matter how she showed her unhappiness, Qingye ignored her.

She was holding back her grievances.

Now seeing Qingye still treating her with the same attitude as before, she couldn't hold it back and cried miserably.

"Good guy, is it too much to make the proud Eriri become like this."

Pain!

It hurts so much!

What kind of youth pain literature?

Qingye smacked his lips in his heart, but remained calm on the surface: "You know, I have always been a philanthropic person. I want both you and Kasumigaoka Utaha."

"You scumbag! ”

Erin was so angry that she raised her head from his arms and bit Aoba’s arm.

She was really strong. Although it didn’t hurt, Aoba could feel how strong she was.

“What a scumbag, I’m just loving and want to give each of you a home.”

Aoba didn’t care at all and touched Eriri’s head like a puppy.

“You…”

After Eriri raised her head, she felt distressed again: “Does it hurt?”

“No.”

Aoba shook her head.

“Nonsense, I’m so strong, how can it not hurt!”

Erin frowned and said.

“You know you’re strong.”

Aoba lay directly on Eriri’s bed: “I can’t get up. ”

Eri laughed angrily: "Get up, this is my bed!"

She wanted to pull Aoba up, but Aoba pulled her to lie on the bed with him.

The room, which was noisy at first, suddenly became quiet.

Leaning on Aoba's chest, Eriri murmured: "Aoba, can't you really break up with Kasumigaoka Shiyu?"

"No."

Aoba shook his head decisively.

Eri started to get angry again.

I'm lying on the same bed with you now, in your arms, can't you lie to me at this time?!

"After all, I'm not in love with Shiyu-senpai at all."

His additional words made Eriri stunned for a moment.

Yes, it seems that there is no relationship...

"And,I am not planning to fall in love either. If I fall in love, girls will be unhappy, and I don’t want to make them unhappy. ”

Haha.

Okay, okay, 5.4 scumbags are so confident and clear!

But this made Eriri think of something.

“As long as we are not in love, then I am not considered to be someone else’s boyfriend…”

She didn’t know that her idea was like a modern version of stealing the bell while covering one’s ears. The lame excuse was enough to make many people laugh.

But sometimes, people just need an excuse to do things.

This is an excuse.

No matter how ridiculous it is, as long as it is an excuse, it will be like a life-saving straw that appears in front of you, and you have to hold on to it tightly…

“Ah! ”

Eri suddenly felt something stirring.

As a manga artist, she knew what it was.

Instantly, she widened her eyes, looked at Aoba, and blushed.

Do you have your phone with you?

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(Brothers, don’t ask whether I will accept you or not. If any woman who has a little relationship with the protagonist does not accept you, I will kneel down and kowtow to everyone to apologize. I will kowtow to the ground with my five bodies prostrated, three kneelings and nine kowtows, the only difference is the time of acceptance.)

(Also, why are there still people who are promoting the rhythm of the clone... The clone has been deleted a long time ago, and this thing does not exist. I guess they haven’t even read the book. Helpless, in addition, Zhang Chulan’s picture of walking birds under the moon, those who have watched the animation know that there is no real bird walking at all. Do anyone really think that the female protagonists in the group are set to be people who will not change their faces when seeing the real bird walking picture.) .