Let's Laugh at This Beautiful Day

"What else... This is your punishment for not eating on time!" Zong Ya said sternly, but the weird blush on her face and the eyes she couldn't help looking away revealed that she wasn't angry at all.

"...Um..." Sagiri hummed in dissatisfaction, and Saagiri wanted to accept the punishment, but she heard a voice that was louder than before.

"Goooooooooooooo~"

Sagiri looked at Zongya hesitantly, she was smiling awkwardly.

"...Sister, didn't you eat lunch?"

Zong Ya hurriedly defended: "No way! I ate bread at school at noon, and it's normal to eat only those that make me hungry now, right? I eat according to the three-meal period!"

This time, her forehead was "popped", and the sound was louder than the one when Sagiri was bounced.

"What are you doing, big brother! It hurts!" Unconvinced stared at He Quan Ming, Zong Ya pressed her red forehead, her eyes full of anger.

Izumi Ming looked at her with a half-smiling smile and said, "Ask me what to do? Let's not discuss why I don't make bento when I have ingredients at home, and I have to eat unhealthy school bread... You said that you have three meals a day. eat normally?"

"Yes, yes! So what happened?"

"...and before the deadline?"

"Uh..." Zong Ya, who was still righteous at first, made a hesitant voice.

"It was also during the summer vacation?"

Zong Ya blushed and argued: "Well, that's because the skylight will be opened if you don't rush the draft! The rush can't be counted... rush!... Writing novels, can it be considered abnormal?"

"Take it down, you're not qualified to teach Sagiri a lesson!" He Quan Ming spread his hands, ignoring Zongya's successive comments that "a novelist's liver is a treasure", "what three meals you eat, the nutrition express is enough" and so on. Incomprehensible words, he stretched and stood up from the floor.

"Okay! Since that's the case, then I'll make dinner! I'm a little hungry anyway..." Pacing towards the door, He Quan Ming turned to look at Sagiri, "Are you going to come down to eat?"

She answered without hesitation, "No!"

Izumi Ming, who had long known that the answer would be the answer, shrugged and didn't care: "Okay, don't forget it -- Zongya, what are you still thinking over there? Go!"

"...Let me tell you, there are four ways of rushing drafts—ah? What did you say?"

"Are you stupid? Come down and help me cook! I'm going to be a little richer today. I can't do it alone."

"Oh, I see...but big brother, aren't you only able to make omelettes?"

"Yeah, so you are responsible for all the dishes except the omelette."

Zong Ya's face was full of black lines: "What kind of dishes can omelet rice be served with..."

"A lot! Omurice is the main dish, and then it is served with four dishes and one soup, plus some desserts and drinks... Well, is this almost there?"

"It's too rich, what should I do if I can't finish it... Wait, it means that I made dinner all!"

"Well, you are allowed to eat the rest today - except for the omelette."

"It's too cunning..."

Muttering, Zong Ya followed He Quanming out of Sawu's room. When the door was about to close, Zong Ya seemed to remember something, and hurriedly raised the briefcase in his hand and took out a piece of paper.

It was an illustration of "The Reincarnated Silver Wolf". It was filled with various characters that appeared in the novel, and a row of beautiful words were placed on it - "I wish the reincarnated silver wolf a smooth end!"

Signed: Erromanga.

"Thank you for drawing for me, the final commemorative illustration! It's super cute!"

Sagiri froze for a moment, then smiled lightly.

"...You're welcome, Masamune Izumi-sensei!"

There was a slight blush on her pink face.

"Crack."

When the door is closed, the room returns to its original state.

her world alone.Quietly.

And when one is alone, there will always be loneliness that cannot be avoided.

She likes to do live broadcasts, and there are reasons for this.

It's just now, even though there is no live broadcast and no chat with fans on the Internet, she doesn't feel lonely anymore.

My heart seemed to be filled with something, and it was so warm... so warm that people couldn't help but laugh.

"...Thank you." Gently, toward the door—no, it should be the world outside the door, Sagiri said softly with a volume that even she could not hear.

Then he turned around, turned on his computer, grabbed the electric drawing board, hummed out-of-tune music, and began to draw something happily.

The label on the drawing software said the theme she was going to draw this time.

--family.

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Izumi Akira and Masamune, who were cooking dinner side by side in the kitchen, chatted from time to time in a harmonious atmosphere.

Suddenly, Zong Ya said a word casually, breaking the harmonious atmosphere of the conversation.

"Brother, I found out... I seem to like you a little bit."

Izumi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed as usual: "Hey, hey, your confession is too sudden, right? Well... let me guess, your next sentence is-"I am to you Like is not like between brothers and sisters, but like between men and women? ""