My Daily Life with Gosara Ayase/my Sister Can't Be Ayase's Little Angel

He took a deep breath of Mai-senpai and said, "It's not safe to do so. I'll take you to meet two people and let them remember you."

Mai-senpai turned her eyes slightly, nodded, and said softly, "Okay."

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Holding Mai-senpai's hand, Ryunosuke took her to the sixth floor of the science laboratory building.

After knocking on the red iron door several times, it didn't open.

Xu Shijing's cuteness is not here, or she is wondering whether to see her.

"There seems to be no one, Ryunosuke." Mai Sakurajima asked softly, tilting her head.

Ryunosuke smiled: "Yes."

Jing Keai may not be there, but that guy must be there.

He continued to knock on the door, not too loudly, not continuously, and kept knocking.

but

After a while, Ryunosuke's expression gradually became a little unsteady, isn't he there?

It's an anecdote that Futaba Rio's chemical house is not in the house.

If she wants to eat, she will order takeaway, and then use a drone to pick it up from downstairs.

If she wants to see the scenery, she can look at it from the height of the sixth floor, or use a drone to take a look at the scenery.

Uh, speaking of drones, my own drones have ate a lot of dust in the corner.

At the beginning, I still begged my father to get a toy drone made by the military. Alas, I really don’t know what to say.

Maybe it's that sentence.

When he is happy with what he meets, he gets it for himself temporarily, he is happy and self-sufficient, and he doesn't know that old age is coming; and when he is tired, his feelings change with the situation, and he feels it.

Ryunosuke stopped knocking on the door, and the back of the second and third knuckles of his index finger turned red.

Forget it, let's go downstairs to find Jing Keai, it's the same.

As for Rio Futaba, she will definitely be there at night, and come back then.

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Then Ryunosuke took Mai-senpai downstairs.

What he didn't know was that if he knocked on the door again, Rio Futaba, who had crawled off the bed and was half on the floor, would come over and open the door because she couldn't bear it anymore.

But unfortunately not.

So Rio Futaba continued to sleep with her upper body lying on the floor and her lower body on the bed.

Alas, I've been tired all night, and it's like this for anyone else.

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Walking downstairs, Ryunosuke received a call.

"Brother, where are you? Everyone is going to eat, Xiaolan asked me to call you." Ayase moved a few steps away from Kirino's group walking in front, and called Ryunosuke in a low voice.

"Well..." Ryunosuke changed to before, and when his sister called him, he went away in a hurry.

But now, he glanced at Mai-senpai who was holding her left hand, not now.

Later, there will be Kirino, Ayase, Kanako, Miyamoto Ran, and maybe others.

There are so many people, and I am the only one who is a boy, so it is inevitable to take care of them and run around.

If you don't pay attention, you might forget Mai-senpai again.

There will be a first time, but there will be no second time, absolutely.

"I still have a little matter, Ayase, you can ask Miyamoto Ran, look at her"

In the middle of speaking, Ryunosuke immediately bit his tongue and stopped his words.

so close! --||A ​​thin layer of sweat seeped out of his forehead.

Originally, I wanted Ayase to ask Miyamoto Ran about Jingai's whereabouts, and then go to Jingai's.

After all, Jing Keai had some trouble with herself, so she might not tell her whereabouts if she called.

The plan is good and the feasibility is high.

But why did you forget?

I had introduced Jing Keai to Ayase, my parents, and even said that she was my fiancée.

If Ayase knew that Hiratsuka Shizuka = ​​homeroom teacher = Shizuka is cute, wouldn't that be the end of it?

Although this is not against the law, at most it will make Jing Kei lose her job, and she won't mind.

Moreover, after graduation, Jing Keai resigned, and she could be upright and legally married to herself.

But not now, I can't let Ayase know, otherwise she will definitely object fiercely.

My sister has a very strong sense of right and wrong, but she won't turn a blind eye to it.