The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

After all, my younger sister, Yukino, is in high school and cannot take on the heavy responsibility of the family.

If people don't move around for a long time, the relationship will easily fade. Most people do this, unless they reach the point where they don't need to care about other people's opinions.

However, even at the level of Shinomiya Yanan, it is impossible to be so stupid.

Qianliu's eyes followed Yang Nai, watching her constantly circling in the crowd, like a butterfly wearing a flower, always with a warm smile that made people extremely comfortable.

It's tiring to live like her.

This is the thought that came to him at the moment. The most important reason is that the family is very powerful in the local area, but in the whole of Tokyo, it is just that.

By the time Yang Nai's relationship was drawn together, the exchange was almost over, except...some of whom she knew she couldn't afford to just say hello.

Using euphemism doesn't make people annoying.

After saying goodbye to her young man, Yang Nai took the initiative to reduce her sense of presence, and came to a dimly lit area, holding a glass of red wine, still pretending to be the whole venue.

Suddenly... "Yukishita, you're right during the day, we did meet again."

Hearing the familiar voice behind him, Yang Nao turned around in surprise, raised his head slightly and looked at the opposite sex in front of him: "Hasegawa"

She looked a little surprised, her lips parted slightly in surprise, and her blinking eyes were very fascinating.

Due to drinking a lot of wine, Yang Nai's face was flushed, and his eyes were usually sharp, but now they are soft and very charming.

Staring at the thin layer of orangutan wine left in her glass, Qianliu raised her eyebrows and said inexplicably, "It's really hard work."

"No way, I can't escape, and I don't drink much."

Yang Nai squeezed his index finger and thumb, indicating that he was drinking well.

But looking at her appearance, Qianliu couldn't help but laugh a little.

When Yang Nai greeted her before, he kept looking at her, how could he not know how much this guy drank.

Facing his inexplicable gaze, Yang Nai probably felt embarrassed and cleared his throat: "Why are you here?"

"I can't come"

"No, just a little surprised."

Yang Nai exhaled a little, and Mei Mei stared at him: "Forgot to ask, which house did you come with?"

Speaking of this, her eyes once again glowed with a light that seemed to measure a person's worth.

"Kashiwazaki's house."

Qianliu knew that she would show different attitudes according to a person's different values ​​and relationships.

Therefore, I really want to know what Yang Naiming is like when he realizes his value.

"Mr. Kashiwazaki Tenma?"

"Um...you know"

"Be there, no matter what...

Familiar or not, at least I know them all."

Yang Nai hummed softly, this behavior made her look more childish than usual.

During the conversation, she was looking for something at the ring-shaped table with various foods at the same time.

Looking at Qian Qianliu's suspicious gaze, Yang Nai picked up a dessert: "Hey...!!!, don't you want sweets after drinking?"

She asked Qianliu with her eyes, "Are you right?"

, as if seeking approval.

"It seems that there is such a saying."

Qianliu hesitated to agree.

"It looks reluctant, it's 047."

Yang Nai murmured, then turned to the passing attendant and said, "Please pour me a glass of champagne, thank you."

"You like to drink"

"Beer, foreign wine, wine from the eleventh district, Shaoxing wine, whiskey, I drink everything."

Yang Nai laughed softly.

"Sounds quite understandable."

Saying that, Qianliu suddenly turned his gaze to the second floor.

"Actually, I don't know at all. As long as I go to a store with a high enough level, basically every wine is good. I always tell the clerk about my mood and preferences at the time and let them help me choose."

Looking along his line of sight, Yang Nai saw a beautiful black long straight girl.

It's just that the expression is very cold, the girl has long hair and a shawl, and her eyes are as dull as godless and empty.

If you only look at it from external standards, it is probably a cold noble lady.

In essence, Kaguya Shinomiya is her name.

Chiryu watched the long straight black girl in a dress descending the stairs, with Chihua Fujiwara and Hoshina Kashiwazaki beside her.