My sister can't be Ayase Little Angel

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Wake up early in the morning, Ryunosuke opened his eyes and saw Mai-senpai's face.

She was sitting on the bed looking at herself: "Good morning, Ryunosuke."

[Early or early, I want to say I love you.Ryunosuke, who was still on the pillow, smiled, "Morning, I dreamed of you again last night."

[But you still don't know that I can enter your dreams.] Mai-senpai is also very happy:

"Today's rain is still heavy, don't you sleep longer?"

"Wumm..." Long Zhisuke felt his own physical state, did not feel sleepy at all, and his body regained vitality.

"No," he said simply, then lifted the quilt and got up to get dressed.

Mai-senpai glanced at the exposed muscles of Ryunosuke, water chestnuts were not very clear, because there was still a layer of fat outside.

But it's not bloated at all, on the contrary, it has a sense of strength and oppression.

She didn't think that Ryunosuke was lazy, so she grew fat.

Because they get along day and night, eating, drinking, and sleeping together, Mai-senpai is sure that Ryunosuke is not lazy.

Instead, day after day, I never stopped the morning exercise for any reason.

So, there must be some reason.

"...Well, Ryunosuke, why don't your muscles look like normal ones?"

"(*^▽^*) That's because the training method is different. I keep proper fat as a defense buffer."

Mai-senpai watched Long Zhisuke put on long-sleeved blue clothes and black trousers:

"Then you mean that you don't want to fight with pure muscles?"

"That's not what I meant." Sitting on the bed, Long Zhisuke patted the position beside him and motioned to Mai-senpai to get on his bed.

Waiting for Mai-senpai to sit down, he continued:

"It's not that they don't fight, but their roles are different.

To understand a whole, different organizations have different roles.

As mentioned in the biology textbook, fat has the functions of buffering, heat insulation and decompression.

The muscles are naturally the part that emits power.

It is wrong to let the part that emits power be beaten, and let the part that cushions the defense exert force.

This is just a balance between strength and defense, oh, and speed and endurance. It is a balanced training method. Beating people depends on skill."

Mai-senpai nodded, seemingly enlightened.

Ryunosuke continued: "If you are a power player, the speed is good, but the endurance and defense are weak.

A speed player with good endurance, but lacks strength and defense..."

"The defensive type is strong but weak in endurance and speed?" Mai-senpai said following Ryunosuke's words.

Ryunosuke smiled bitterly: "This kind of thing is rare, it's like a target being hit if you can't run.

No matter how strong the physical defense is, it can't be better than a sword."

Mai-senpai smiled a little embarrassed: "The endurance player, is it strong, weak in speed and defense?"

Long Zhisuke shook his head and said helplessly: "This is not a one-to-one correspondence between poems.

The endurance type can't do anything, and can only bully people who are not fast."

He looked at Mai-senpai with a suspicious look, and listened to the heavy rain in his ears, forget it, let's talk more about it.

"What I'm talking about is just performance, not the root cause.

Specifically, defense is fat,

Strength is more explosive muscles, endurance is more persistent muscles,

Speed ​​is the balance between explosive and persistent muscles.

Hey, martial arts really can't tell for a while, there are many variables, such as flexibility, balance...

This gets more and more complicated.

Power players can also explode at an amazing speed in a short time, but they cannot control flexibly.

Unexpectedly, they will be flexibly avoided by speed players, but after being dodged, they will lose speed for a short time and can only be slaughtered."

Mai-senpai felt a little awkward after listening to it for a long time, and didn't have much interest in it:

"Well, I probably know, you say you are the one that takes care of everything, that means you are inferior to others?"

Long Zhijie's mouth twitched: "I don't think any opponent will restrain me. It's better to say this."

"Well, if you meet someone with the same skills as you, wouldn't you be over?" Mai-senpai blinked.

Ryunosuke scratched his hair: "It won't happen, because I have balanced attributes, so I can use more techniques and types than others.

For example, if an arrow flies in front of me, I can lean back 180 degrees and hide.

But power-type and defensive people are not good."

Mai-senpai looked at Ryunosuke with one hand on her cheek and thought, "Then you can only be the same type of person to defeat you?"

"Uh, that's not true. If one aspect of the attribute is too strong, I can't beat it.

For example, if the meat is not good enough, it is okay to poke the other person, then I can only run away.

For example, if the speed is too fast, I will be caught in seconds before I can deal with it, which is useless.

For example, if the strength is too great, I fractured when I touched it, and I could only run away.

So speaking, as long as the speed is not too fast, I can still run if I can't beat, which is very flexible.

In addition, there are environmental factors. When you watch TV shows, the villain catches the protagonist's beloved woman and asks him to fight.

At this time, you can't run, which means you can only delay for time, and you can't beat it."

"It's troublesome. Every battle has to make a combat plan based on the best situation. It takes a lot of effort."

Long Zhisuke shrugged: "It's okay, I think it's pretty good. Anyway, I have to adapt.

My type of skill is in place, even if other types of enemies are slightly stronger than me, I will be defeated by my weaknesses.

Also, in these eras, hand-to-hand combat with cold weapons is forbidden.

Moreover, there are hot weapons, and it is even more likely that there will be no mobile phone."

Mai-senpai was deeply puzzled when she heard the words: "Then you can practice casually, why are you so hard?"

"A little bit of self-protection is still necessary, and my practice like this can prolong life.

Not as extreme as other types.

Too much defensive fat will cause various cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.

Too many strength muscles will increase the load on the heart and cause heart disease.

The endurance type has too little fat, and a little sickness will damage the origin.

The speed type has moderate muscles, but there is still too little fat in order to move quickly and flexibly, and it is easy to hurt the origin of illness."

Mai-senpai was speechless: "So there are still such things, you know a lot."

"Where, I just told you for a long time and didn't make it clear, there is still a problem with the classification of my martial artist."

Mai-senpai was silent for a moment before saying:

"Well, you have to sit down when you get up early, so hurry up and do it, I won't bother you."

Long Zhisuke smiled and said, "How come? I won't be bored with someone who can chat anytime, anywhere.

otherwise……"

He turned his head and looked at the window with the curtains closed: "...otherwise it would be really boring in such a rainstorm."

Mai-senpai also took a look, and then said, "Well, go and do something, I will stack the quilt for you."

"(∩_∩) Haha~ I'm so sorry."

Mai-senpai smiled slightly: "It's a trivial matter."

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Afterwards, Long Nosuke studied the classification of the martial artist he had just made, um, it was really problematic.

Divide, divide, draw a hammer yourself.

He is not a martial arts master, so how can he have any qualifications?

Yes, I also ask the big brother,

I sent an SNS message to the big brother Lao Hu, but didn't reply for a long time.

Long Zhisuke looked at his movement.

Well, in a foreign country, the scenery is good... 020 reading www.020ds.com

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I don't know if it was because he was abroad, and Lao Hu never responded.

Ryunosuke shrugged helplessly, so he had to put down the matter first and began to write a novel.

Write novels from five to six thirty, exercise from six thirty to seven, and eat breakfast at seven.

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Ryunosuke walked to the dining table after washing and looked strange at the many dishes on the dining table.

He raised his head and asked Ayase who was still busy in the kitchen:

"Ayase, have you forgotten that your parents are not at home today, why did you do so much?"

Ayase said without turning back, "Don't eat it yet."

Then Gu Buduo said, flipping the pancakes in the pan.

Ryunosuke has always been a good obedient boy, so he sat on the table and chair, just staring at the food.

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After a while, Ayase prepared enough pancakes and brought it to the dinner table and said again:

"Don't eat, wait until I tell Tong Na to come down and eat together."

Ryunosuke became sour when he heard this, and watched Ayase, who was wearing a small blue flower apron, ran upstairs.

╭(╯^╰)╮, the hateful Kirino, deceived his sister's heart.

If only myself and Ayase are at home today, and the rain cannot go out, something very interesting will happen.

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Seeing Kirino wearing Ayase's blue pajamas walking down the stairs, Ryunosuke became even more "jealous".

After that, Ayase and Kirino sat side by side across from Ryunosuke, uttering each sentence and eating.

Completely... completely ignored Ryunosuke.

Ryunosuke's pancake rolls can't taste the sweet chili sauce at all: "Cough!"

"...Still very sleepy, will you go to sleep later?" Ayase smiled and said to Kirino next to her.

Tong Nai Tuo Ji half-opened his eyes to eat, and reluctantly nodded.

Long Zhisuke gritted his teeth and said, "Ahem."

"Do you need medicine for coughing, brother?"

Finally waited for Ayase's concern, but what did the darkened eyes do?

Long Zhijie couldn't help but grabbed his toe, lowered his head to eat, "No no."

Then Ayase smiled gently at Kirino, and put food in her hand:

"This roasted sweet potato is sweet but not greasy, and it doesn't affect digestion that way after eating it."

"Yeah." Kirino nodded, his eyes almost closed, but he instinctively chewed the roasted sweet potatoes that Ayase had peeled and stuffed.

Looking at Long Zhisuke, he could only envy and helpless.

Tong Nai is also true. I don't know what time to go to bed at night, and he is so sleepy now.

Isn't it playing games all night?

...

No matter what Long Zhisuke thought, it was useless.

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After eating, Kirino was sent to bed by Ayase to sleep.

Ayase did not leave the room again, but got into the bed and closed her eyes happily holding Kirino.

The sound of wind and rain, but with Tong Nai, my heart is extremely quiet and peaceful.

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Standing outside the door, Ryunosuke was a little confused, didn't he wash the bowls?Are you sleeping again?

So, not only is Kirino staying up late, but also Ayase?

Isn't it?Ayase started cooking early, and she was very energetic.

Could it be that……

Ryunosuke scratched the back of his head. Did Ayase get up to make breakfast for herself?

Obviously as sleepy as Tong Nao, he forcibly fights against the Sandman and insists on making breakfast for himself.

Ryunosuke was moved to cry.

In this way, Long Zhisuke deceived himself to believe his guess.

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"Oh, Mai-senpai," Ryunosuke said while taking the dishes in the kitchen pool.

"You said my sister likes her friends so much, will it affect her mental health?

For example, I don't like boys anymore."

"Ha, what are you thinking about, just having a good time." Mai-senpai didn't think about it.

Long Zhisuke nodded and continued to wash the dishes.

The rain outside was too heavy, and the sound of the rain covered the sound of running water from the tap of the pool.

Although Ayase did not stick to him anymore, he was comforted a lot with Mai-senpai by her side.

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After breakfast, Ryunosuke returned to his room to continue working.

It was no more than one meter away from the table. It was harsh weather outside, but Ryunosuke was unaffected by it.

Mai-senpai found a book and sat on the bed and looked at it casually.

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After an unknown period of time, Ryunosuke was attracted by the vibrating sound of the mobile phone on the table.

He opened it and saw that it was Lao Hu's reply.

"There is no specific type, so you have to test it before you fight."

Long Zhisuke looked at him for a while, but he was still too affected by the film and television works.

Realm or something, how can there be such a clear division.

After roughly understanding, Ryunosuke did not continue to work, but got up and moved a bit.

Then I looked out the window boringly. It was really boring on rainy days. I didn't know what to do.

He looked at the time and suddenly opened his eyes. It is 11:23 now?

As soon as I close my eyes and open it, it's time to eat.

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He was also very quiet, walked out of the door and down the stairs.

I looked in the living room, well, nothing happened, just like after he finished washing the dishes.

Eh... Is Ayase still sleeping?

Ryunosuke returned upstairs, his ears pressed to the door of Ayase's room, and there was really no movement inside.

He smiled helplessly, Kirino really had broken Ayase, and hadn't gotten up until noon.

Forget it, it is estimated that lunch is hanging, let's go out to eat.

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Long Zhijie thought about it silently in his heart, just eating is boring enough, should we ask which girl to eat together?

First excluding Mai-senpai, going out to eat in the restaurant, she definitely can't speak to the air.

Yukino, I just played all day yesterday, so let her rest.

Black cat, it is estimated that her father also took a break due to the typhoon and heavy rainfall, right?This is not easy to find.

Then... Quiet and cute, Ryunosuke smiled.

It just so happens that Jingshuai is also there, and I can play with them, double happiness.

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Ryunosuke wore a raincoat and an umbrella after leaving a note on the post-it notes in the refrigerator to find friends.

However, walking on the road, he faintly felt that he had forgotten something.

On Wednesday, I seemed to have promised someone to do something. What was it?