The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

"I can't continue watching Mashiro and waste my time and talent on things like comics. Please, come back to Britain with me."

Rita grabbed Mashiro's hand pleadingly.

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Chapter [-] Is this the account check?

"I'm not going back."

Shiro quietly pushed her hand away.

"Your parents will come to Japan soon, and in that case, they will ignore your wishes, complete the formalities for leaving the Japanese school, prepare for the resumption of the British school, and force you back to the UK, so before that , please reconsider, please make up your own mind, and come back to Britain with me."

"Rita, go back by herself."

"I won't go back until Shinshiro promises to go back!"

"go back."

I thought Shiro was holding back, but unexpectedly, she stretched out her hands, trying to push Rita out of the entrance.

The expression on Rita's face, whose body was being pushed, couldn't understand what was going on. To everyone present except... Chiryu, Ma Shiro's behavior was unexpected.

Even though it shouldn't be too much strength, although Rita didn't fall to the ground, she still lost her balance and was pushed out of the hallway.

Just when Shinshiro was about to close the door, Qianliu reached out his hand to stop him.

"Thousands of Streams"

Mashiro stared at him with a strange look.

"It's okay, let her in."

The girl hesitated for a moment, but did not stop him after all, but turned around and ran back to the second floor. It seemed that she planned to hide it out of sight. She believed that Qianliu would handle it for herself.

"Come in, then, Miss Rita."

Surprised by Qianliu's sudden action, Rita raised her head and looked at him with wet eyes, and she smiled: "Ah, when a beautiful woman is in trouble, the boy who stands up is the most handsome."

After a pause, the blond girl continued: "If you tell me your name, I will be very happy."

"Hasegawa Chiryu."

"How old are you"

"Eighteen, why are you checking the account?"

"Well..., two years older than me."

Rita took a step forward on her own: "Hey...!!!, just call me Rita in the future."

It means that she will also call Qianliu's name directly.

"Also...please don't use honorifics."

It seems that she herself............ has no intention of not using honorifics.

Rita smiled naturally, and Qianliu felt that she was a very suitable person for a smile.

"Alright."

After inviting her in, Qianliu didn't care anymore, judging from her appearance, it was estimated that she was going to fight a protracted battle, so let her go.

Just show her everyday life, and Rita will understand.

Seeing Rita looking around, Kouto and Rokka returned to the living room, and Misaki was also tinkering with her chocolate bananas.

Only Qianliu was lying on the rocking chair in a daze, because the computer was at Kouto's place, she was checking the free research work, and was interrupted by Rita just now.

I saw Xiaojie staring at the computer screen, "Mmm, um"

nodded, and then, at a certain moment, she suddenly stopped moving.

"Brother."

Xiaojiu opened her mouth slowly, making the lowest voice Qianliu had ever heard so far, and the bright smile on Loli's face was extremely strange in comparison.

"Sorry what is this"

"Um... oh, I want to write more like yours."

Chiliu replied.

After hearing this, Xiaojiu's shoulders began to shake: "Like my tone... Yuan, it turns out that this is how I look in my brother's mind, shocked! Too shocked!"

She made a uh... ah ah cry and rolled around with her head in her arms.

This is a bit cute. After Qianliu admired it for a while, Xiaojiu suddenly got up, pointed at him and said, "No! That doesn't look like me at all! Especially the last two sentences, it's completely like an old brother! "

Ah, sure enough, even though Qianliu had a little premonition before, but listening to her say that, it means that the first half of the writing is more similar.

"I know, I will rewrite it, just rewrite it, don't worry."

"Don't worry about it."

Xiaojiu crossed her hips, said angrily, and then sighed cutely and pondered, as if she had come to a realization: "Although this is my homework, forget it, I will do it myself, thank you brother for helping me write it. so much."

Her attitude was commendable, and Qianliu couldn't help but sigh that her younger sister was indeed so reasonable.