The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

"Well, it's better to put on the finale of the evening show."

"That's right."

Chatting and singing, and at the same time, cup after cup of draft beer was delivered, the young clerk was very happy. It is estimated that the business will be booming and his salary will increase.

"Hey...!!!, you know, Hesha asked me yesterday what gift you liked."

The water droplets stained with her fingertips were not knowing what to draw on the table, Yaozi tilted her head and smiled.

"how do you say"

Qianliu's face did not change color, and at the same time, his heart suddenly changed.

It turned out that I didn't plan to ask him at first, and I guess I didn't get an answer from my mother, so I suddenly asked that question in the music classroom this morning.

"Of course I told her that the best present is to tie myself up with a red ribbon and put it in the gift box to send out."

"Is that what a mother should suggest?"

I can imagine how embarrassed Hesa ​​was at that time.

"A mother shouldn't like the same man as her daughter."

"Then I'm troubled."

"Ah, it's me who troubles me, right?"

Yaozi rolled his eyes at him: "When Hesha successfully leaves the apprenticeship, I am ready to unload all the burdens and live in my old age."

"Is this what you should say at your age?"

"Otherwise, oh yes."

Yaozi suddenly remembered something, and reiterated the old story: "Besides, I can give you an illegitimate child, so being in your thirties shouldn't be considered dangerous."

"That generation is too messy, and Hesha will collapse."

"How about each one"

Yaozi had a bad idea.

Qianliu rubbed his brows, you really thought about it.

"it's a pity."

Not only to others, but also to himself, Yaozi, who is full of bad taste, smacked his lips very regretfully.

Chapter [-] is obviously winter

We were drinking and chatting like this, and before we knew it, it was ten o'clock in the evening.

The bustling streets of Shinjuku are not at all resting. The large foreign-owned hotels are decorated with colorful lights, and the office buildings in the distance also emit bright lights.

"It's almost time for the evening show."

After drinking the last remaining draft beer, Qianliu felt a little drunk.

A little hazy feeling, but does not affect the calm thinking.

"Let's go then, it just so happens that the hotel over there is good."

Yaozi was very straightforward, propped up her rosy cheeks, leaned on Qianliu's side, settled the bill, and walked out of the izakaya intimately.

............January [-], sunny.

With the weather that is about to enter February, the temperature has gradually increased, although not much, but it is also quite gratifying.

Today is a holiday, and Sakura Village has a tradition that there will be a big cleaning at the end of every month.

So early in the morning, the people of Sakura Sou got up noisily.

When he opened the window, he was suddenly hit by the cold air outside, and even Qianliu felt a little cold. In order to allow the air to circulate, he went to each room and opened the windows one by one.

When the heating is on for a long time, the room will be stuffy, making it difficult to breathe. After all, the doors and windows are closed and there is no ventilation.

"Okay, I'm going to clean the room, it's time, you go down first."

When he came to Mashiro's room on the second floor and opened the last window, Qianliu said to the girl behind him without turning his head.

In the center of the room, Shiina Mashiro, a girl who was sitting lightly on the seat cushion, was reading the shoujo manga seriously with no expression on her face, staring at the manga and calling out his name.

"Thousands of Streams."

"what"

"It's cold."

The girl slowly shrank her body.

"Because the window is open."

"But it's winter now"

"Because it's cleaning! It's getting the air circulating! Got it"

Qianliu didn't answer a word.

The repeater girl continued to question: "But now it's obviously winter"