The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

"Secretly tell you, wow! The new teacher is really young and beautiful!"

"I'm interested, I can help matchmaking, how about it, do you want to try the exciting teacher-student relationship?"

"Wait...I almost forgot, this is a picture of my cousin!"

After roughly scanning the above information, Qianliu looked directly at the bottom photo.

Above is a girl of five or six years old. The fair-skinned little girl is wearing a big straw hat and a pure white dress.

There was no expression on his face, and he didn't smile at the camera. His transparent eyes seemed to be looking at the deeper end of the camera. I don't know if it was because of the ethereal feeling like a broken object.

really white...

Qianliu smiled slightly, lived in Sakura Village for two years, and almost forgot about this "pet girl" with the halo of a world-class talented painter.

That's right, counting the time, it's almost time for her to transfer to another school. It seems that life will be more interesting in the future.

"You seem very happy?"

Machida Yuanzi ended the e-mail exchange with the so-called "Shizao", turned his attention back to him, and guessed: "Did something good happen?"

Qianliu didn't answer directly: "Miss Yuanzi is also tired today. Would you like to go have a cup of coffee together, but I have something to do after six o'clock. I regret that I can't accompany you to take you home at night."

"You don't need to drink coffee. As a wage earner exploited by capitalists, I'm not as busy as you, and..." Yuan Zi rudely grabbed his ear and said, "I will accompany you home at night, what do you want to do? "

"Certainly doing something to stand on the ripening ladder, picking and tasting the sweet forbidden fruit."

"I see that you are getting more and more courageous."

With a blushing face and a light spit, Machida Yuanzi gave him a white look, noting that it was almost five o'clock, thinking that he would have to go back to the editorial department to sort out the information later, and he didn't have time to teach him a lesson, so he stepped out of the bookstore and hurriedly took a taxi away.

Watching her figure get into the taxi and wave goodbye to him until she disappears into the traffic, and Qianliu returns along the tram stop where she came.

An hour, even if it takes to walk... cough, forget it.

Back at Yida Station, Qianliu saw that there was still half an hour left, and he couldn't help feeling how he was going to spend this difficult time.

Speaking of which, the shortest way from Sakurasou to the station is the route running through the red brick shopping street. This is a good place full of retro old street style.

If it were normal, it would be the time for middle and high school students returning home from get out of class to get off the bus in droves, but now it is spring break, and the passengers are also in twos and threes.

People of unknown identities, ages, and jobs that don't seem to be coming out of the station.

At the same time, a black taxi drove into the ring and stopped at the taxi stand less than [-] meters away from Qianliu.

He glanced there inadvertently, and then a girl in a familiar Suiko uniform appeared from the back seat. *

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Chapter [-] I'm Still White, Right?

The uniform was brand new, and she didn't seem to be used to it yet. She was carrying a brown suitcase in both hands, looking at the profile of the taxi leaving with the return number, looking a little bored.

The slightly phoenix eyes made her look a little mature, but since she was wearing a uniform, it meant that she should be about the same age as an ordinary high school student.

The transparent and fair skin makes the space around the girl seem to be dyed white. As long as it is a passing pedestrian, the eyes are deeply attracted by the beautiful scene, all the extra things in the mind disappear, and there is only an endless pure white world in the heart.

Some people even gradually lose sight of the surrounding scenery, feel breathless, and even forget where they are.

The girl seems to be standing alone on the ice field, and that's the unique feeling she gives.

She walked quietly to sit under a cherry blossom tree. If you use a cat as an analogy, it is like an Egyptian cat incarnated by a goddess. It has connotation and a sense of existence, but is a mysterious type with a dangerous atmosphere wafting all over her body.

As if it would suddenly disappear as soon as you turn your eyes away, it makes you feel uneasy.

Seeing her like a doll sitting on the bench beside the ring without making a sound, Qianliu took the initiative to lean up.

The email said that she would arrive at [-] o'clock, unexpectedly early. Fortunately, he arrived early, otherwise she would have to wait here for half an hour by herself.

"Shina Mashiro, right, my name is Hanasegawa Chiryu, Chihiro-sensei asks me to pick you up, let's go."

Hearing the sudden warm voice mentioning the names of herself and her cousin, the girl named Mashiro instinctively looked up to the front.

so white!

This was Shiro's first impression of him.

With the flying cherry blossoms as the background, a graceful and beautiful young man looked down at her condescendingly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made his cold and hard expression seem to be a little softer than others.

Very clean boy, Shiro thought so.

"Come on, it's only ten minutes away from Sakura Village."

Reaching out and taking the suitcase from Zhenbai, Qianliu weighed it, not knowing what was inside, the weight was not light.

Without asking more questions, not even having basic vigilance, Shiina Mashiro stood up silently like a blank sheet of paper, and those pure eyes that seemed to be able to read people's hearts stared at him quietly.

Sure enough, it was similar to what I remembered, it was a natural stay.

Ordinary normal people must be wary of strangers, but in Mashiro, that kind of thing does not exist at all.

Qianliu looked at it for a while and then withdrew his gaze, now is not the time to speak.