I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

There was one thing that Changhama Yuying didn't dare to confirm. The boy's calligraphy even surpassed the calligraphy and painting master she had met when she was young, but she quickly got rid of this ridiculous idea.

That is a master-level figure who is enough to establish a sect. He is a guest everywhere. How could that young man reach the master-level? The Tokyo Autumn Art Awards has not seen such a player for ten years.

Too young, and terrifyingly young.

Kyoto in February is colder than Tokyo, and the reeds beside the Kamogawa River are swaying with soft hair.

It was late at night, and while walking along the banks of the Kamogawa River, the lake slowly sucked in the snow.

The lights on the other side were swaying, and there were shadows of people under the hanging lights on the porch, which was very lively.

It had just snowed and the stone steps were inconvenient to walk on. Sayuri held on to the corner of Wuma Xingjin's clothes to keep the maximum distance while maintaining stability.

Speechless all the way.

Wuma Xingjin sent Sayuri home, and Sayuri asked Wuma Xingjin to stay and drink tea out of courtesy, but it was just tea.

The room looked like it had been cleaned and it was spotless.

The dead leaves in the courtyard were swept away, and a few more plum blossoms bloomed.

The tea was bitter, Sayuri lowered her eyes, and her soft eyelashes trembled slightly.

Being alone with the boy, I felt my chest swell.

"what?"

Wuma Xingjin looked up at the paintings and calligraphy hanging in the tea room, feeling a little surprised.

I didn't notice it last time. Aren't these the ones I bought at the audition by Miyoko Kamiguchi and Anna Kamisa?Why did you come to Kobayakawa's house?

"Where did you get these paintings and calligraphy?"

The quiet air between the two was broken. Sayuri shook her shoulders slightly like a frightened rabbit. She held the teacup in her two white hands and whispered:

"It was given by a friend. Her name is Kami Kamiheko. I heard from her that Yu Akane asked her to buy it."

Kobayakawa-senpai?

It turned out that there was a reason behind why my original paintings and calligraphy were immediately bought.

This makes sense. He is a new player who has just emerged. No wonder his works are sold out immediately and at such a high price.

It's just calligraphy and painting. Senior sister can have as much as she wants. There's no need to spend a lot of time finding someone to buy it from him.

You must know that that is not a small amount of money. He regarded this money as Kyoto Inro's start-up capital, so Kyoto Inro was able to quickly absorb those vtubers in a short period of time, forcing the company to jointly improve the treatment of the people under them.

Could it be that it was intentional?

Under the guise of Nishimei Hezi's hand, he could get through the most difficult period.

For a moment, Wuma Xingjin's thoughts were confused again. Who is she, the senior who silently sacrificed behind the scenes, or the senior who instigated Inami Kaoru to trample on his feelings?

The more Wu Ma Xingjin thought about it, the more confused he became. He simply stopped thinking about it. He wanted to ask these questions clearly in person.

It was getting late and it was not convenient for him to stay overnight, so he got on the train and rushed back to Tokyo.

I got a few locations from Sayuri, so I just have to spend more time looking for them. Just like a puzzle game, every time I think it's about to end, new problems will arise where the clues are not collected.

The next day.

Wuma Xingjin asked for leave from Morimiya Megumi and got on the train.

This time, traveling light and simple, Wuma Xingjin chose to take the JR Shinkansen to Shin-Hakodate, and then from Shin-Hakodate to Sapporo.

Compared with the last time I took the old-fashioned steam train with Yu Quan, the speed was much faster, and it took almost only half a day.

Sapporo, the largest city in Hokkaido.

The urban layout of Sapporo can be seen with the shadow of Kyoto. It is said that Shima Giyu, one of the Seven Sages of Saga during the Meiji Era, was responsible for the development of Hokkaido, which was still Ezo at the time. I recall that Kyoto has crisscrossed avenues and criss-crossing byways, and the four seasons are beautiful in one city. The city of Sapporo was established based on Kyoto as a blueprint.

It was very cold in Sapporo in February, as if the clouds were frozen.

However, there was no need for Wuma Xingjin to look for him. As soon as he got off the train, that elegant figure was waiting for him by the platform.

Kobayakawa Yukane was wearing a light gray flannel jacket and a scarf. The hot breath from her mouth covered half of her face, and the distance between her and her was indistinct.

"Senior..."

Wuma Xingjin was not dazzled by the joy of meeting him. How did Kobayakawa Yuka know that he was coming, and also knew the exact time when the train would arrive at the station.

But the most important thing right now is to answer the questions one by one.

There were so many questions piled up that Wuma Xingjin didn’t know where to start.

Kobayakawa Yukane's smile is still gentle, just like when they first met, it has not changed.

Wuma Xingjin couldn't help grabbing her shoulders, staring into the eyes that once made him secretly passionate, and his voice trembled:

"That's Sayuri, she's..."

"And Kaoru Inami, I have no feelings for her."

"Can you tell me, senior, why you did this?"

His breathing was rising and falling violently, and all the doubts and humiliations were on his lips, but he couldn't say them out.

But this emotion is like a fire. Once it is ignited, it will burn brightly and burn everything in one go. It is so intense and so brutal that he himself cannot believe it.

The passengers coming and going looked at the young boy and girl, thinking that it was another conflict between lovers.

Wu Ma Xingjin realized that this was not the place to talk, so he let go of Kobayakawa Yuaki's shoulders, held her hand and walked out of the station, and found a random cafe on the roadside.

Today is a working day, so there are very few people in the cafe, so it is quite quiet.

Sayuri untied her scarf, took out her handkerchief to wipe the snowflakes from Wuma Xingjin's hair, then folded it and put it in her arms, her eyes burning.

"There is no such annoying Yuan Qingxue here."

"Wuma Lord, come closer and please look at me seriously."

"It's been a long time since we were alone together. It's just you and me."

"I have been waiting for this day for a long time. Even though there were many mistakes and accidents, the day finally arrived."

He had clearly added sugar, but Wuma Xingjin felt that the coffee was particularly bitter.

During this period of time, he has been being pushed around, and all his efforts and changes he tried seemed to be in vain. He hated this feeling, this feeling of being involuntarily controlled by others, especially those related to him. The trustworthy Kobayakawa and Akane are inextricably linked.

Trust is difficult to establish but very easy to destroy. This trust is gradually disintegrating.

"Wuma-kun, don't look at me with that scary look."

"Don't you like me?"

"I like it, but it's because I like it that I feel so angry and painful."

"That's great."

"What's so good about this."

"Even if you are so angry, you will come to me."

"Can I continue with my confession that day?"

"I have never said no to my senior sister."

A smile appeared on Kobayakawa Yukane's lips. This was the result she wanted.

Just liking it is not enough, she wants to possess it all.

The so-called sudden love is too fragile, and only the emotions that have been concocted can make her feel at ease.

Just like now, even if she did one outrageous thing after another, Wuma Xingjin still came.

This is the proof.

Wuma Xingjin was not in the mood to drink coffee, so he shook his head and said, "I still want to ask, senior sister, why are you doing this?"

"Is it to tease me?"

"If so, I think it might be the last time."

The calm words contained firm words, which made waves in the coffee in Kobayakawa's hand. She never thought that it would be self-defeating.

Coffee calms down again.

"Because I like it."

This is the truth, something that cannot be denied even if Yuan Qingxue comes.

Wuma Xingjin suddenly became excited, as if he had been insulted again:

"like?"

"That's not what so-called liking is."

"If you can just do whatever you want by saying you like it, then the only things left in this world will exist based on your preferences."

"I thought I was willful enough, but I didn't expect my senior sister to be the most willful person."

Wuma Xingjin laughed twice at himself.

"It seems like we're similar in that way."

"But there is one difference. I will not use the excuse of liking to trample on this relationship, let alone manipulate my senior sister."

Yuka Kobayakawa said regretfully: "I thought Mr. Wu Ma would understand me."

"People are like jellyfish, no one can understand each other."

"It seems that the wrong person is not me, but the senior sister."

The coffee was steaming, and the tea spoon was slowly stirring in the coffee cup. Kobayakawa Yukane's eyes were always on Wu Ma Xingjin:

"Actually, I really like Wuma-kun, more than anyone else."

"Senior, you can tell me as many times as you want, liking me is no excuse."

"Remember the day we first met?"

It was a rainy day, and like most romance comics, a boy and a girl were taking shelter from the rain in a pavilion in the park.

The pavilion is not big, so each of them sat on one side. The girls silently stared at the flowers that stretched into the pavilion through the gaps in the railings.

The boy's intrusion was just an accident. Like a butterfly that accidentally entered the classroom, it would eventually leave.

The butterfly did leave, but it left behind a pair of wings and became the light in the dark girl's life.