The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

Hmm... Familiar environment, a faint scent wafted from the kitchen, she struggled to get up, staggered to the kitchen, and saw the back of Qianliu tinkering with something.

Noticing the shadow beside her, Qianliu didn't answer the question: "You wake up, wait a while to eat something, then go and clean up yourself first."

"Oh."

A smile appeared on the corner of Yuan Zi's mouth.

No one will accompany her at this time, she usually goes home alone, cooks alone, sleeps alone, and is alone.

Sometimes I also think about what would happen if I find a boyfriend. Although the boyfriend has not yet been found, she has already experienced this feeling in advance.

Very warm and happy.

"Then I'll take a shower first."

Hearing the sound of footsteps in the distance, Qianliu closed the lid and went to the living room sofa to lie down and turn on the TV.

The news of the arrival of the Hokkaido typhoon was broadcast on the TV. He quickly changed the channel. There were no good programs. When he was bored, he changed the channel at random and switched to his own office "Sweet Bullet".

The group was interviewed by the program.

She stopped her fingers, and Chiryu leisurely watched as it was the host's turn to ask Kazuka Toyohama what she liked best, she excitedly said "Mai Sakurajima"

After a few words, the host had a rather surprised expression.

As a result, the title of sister-controlled idol spread like wildfire.

Next was the game play session. While Qianliu was watching with interest, the sound of Yuanzi's call suddenly came from the bathroom.

"Qianliu, help me get the face cream in the bedroom, the black bottle on the dresser."

After being summoned, he got up and went to Yuanzi's bedroom, quickly found a facial cream with obvious characteristics, and sent it directly to the bathroom.

"Here."

Passed in through the door that opened a small slit, and then Qianliu... was pulled in.

............I came out of the apartment the next day, and Qianliu was still there: Recalling the wonderful battle last night.

Yuan Zi finally stopped rejecting him, and became: taking the initiative, maybe it has something to do with the forced marriage at home, maybe it has something to do with his... Get a stage victory.

Looking at his right hand, Qianliu seemed to be able to feel the softness.

Walking on the street in a happy mood, the pedestrians walking at the station puffed white smoke, and his breath was dyed white.

Last night's weather forecast said even the lowest temperatures along the coast could hit below-freezing records, and it was just such a morning.

The temperature has barely risen during the day, and it is expected to be around [-] degrees Celsius: it looks like it will be very cold all day.

Moreover, I heard that there will be a strong cold air mass in the afternoon, and it will snow in the evening. The lady who broadcast the weather confidently said that it will almost snow in the evening, emphasizing that the schedule of public transportation may be disrupted, please pay more attention.

It's just entering December and will it usher in the first snow of winter?

Qianliu raised his head and saw that the sky in early December was almost transparent aqua blue.

As the weather announcer said before, there should be heavy snowfall after nightfall, and he has eight layers of trust in this.

After walking for ten minutes, I arrived at the nearby station and took the train bound for Suimei City. Before long, I saw Kamakura Station where I was, and Qianliu looked out the window at the familiar scenery.

When I left the station, I could still feel the atmosphere of the downtown area, but when I stopped at the next station, the surrounding area was completely residential.

As the tram moves forward, the streetscape becomes more peaceful, and the closer to Enoshima Station, the more obvious the atmosphere of the seaside, and the marine-style buildings with white exterior walls are the best representatives.

The tram continued to move forward, and the distance between the rails and the surrounding buildings narrowed. At the Yaoyue station, the tram traveled slowly as if it had passed through the gaps between the houses on both sides. Bumped branches of garden trees.

When you are distracted by such a scene, your field of vision suddenly widens.

Facing Sagami Bay, the coastline winds and stretches, with the sea, sky and horizon in front of you.

With such an occasional view, Qianliu is not as amazing as it was at the beginning.

After gathering his divergent thoughts, he finally returned to Sakura Village near ten o'clock.

However, as soon as he came back, he received bad news. Without his knowledge, the final exam for this semester was over.

It's really gratifying that all the nine subjects got zero points and 0 points, and this time it was confirmed that she was forced to accompany her to make up the exam.

Misaki, on the other hand, didn't think so, and hosted the Roasted Sweet Potato Conference, which is usually held in winter.

In the yard, Chiryu was still there: after reminiscing about the smell of Yujie, she was interrupted by Misaki.

I saw her pushing Mashiro out and asking as if showing a product, "How is it, Qianliu?"

"Um"

He looked up.

True White was wearing a dress, it was a knee-length dress, simple and not ostentatious, just right for True White 203.

Around the neck that looked cold, a scarf like a ribbon became an accent.

Misaki, who was behind Mashiro, jumped out: "Hmph, I'm stunned: let's go."

"Uh......"

"It's so cute that people can't speak, there's no way it can be done."

Probably Misaki helped Mashiro to dress up, she looked very proud.