Guitar, loneliness and the blue sea

So awesome, you are worthy of being a butler!

He actually came up with a reason for the seniors to put away their drinks!

Well, not all seniors either.

Hiroi Kiuri was lying on the sofa with a wine bottle stuck in her mouth!

"This vodka is really exciting...Eh? Why don't you drink it? What happened? By the way, where are Shiyu and Yusuke?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Hiroi, they are going back first." Hasaka said, "Master Shiyu needs to rest."

Girls, look at me and I look at you.

"Xiao Shi, did she drink a lot just now?"

"It's okay, I just drank a little strong alcohol."

"It turns out Yusuke's sister is a bad drinker."

"That's it. It's okay for Shiyu to go back and rest. She's been very tired these days." Hiroi Juri sat up with a drunken expression on her face, "Then which of you will come to have a drink with me? Isn't such a good wine? It’s a shame to drink.”

Yijizhi Hongxia walked over with a dark look on her face.

"You still want to drink, don't you?"

"Think about it! Xiao Hongxia, will you accompany me?"

She shook her head.

"Do not."

She snapped her fingers.

Shinji Tokita and Jiro Juryū appeared behind her.

"They drink with you while we watch your performance."

The two hand in hand.

I’m so happy. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a customer come to PaB looking for drinks.

"excuse me!"

"Drink this, Polish distilled vodka!"

On this day, Hiroi Kiuri felt the terror of alcohol for the first time.

...

"Sister, what did you drink?"

"I didn't drink anything. I started with some beer and ended up with half a glass of vodka."

On the way home, Kasumigaoka Shiyu leaned on Yusuke's arms and was supported by him, her steps unsteady.

Her shirt was slightly damp with sweat, and the lace underwear was looming, and her plump chest was ready to come out.

"Aren't you a pretty good drinker?"

"Hmph, I dare not say whether you drink well or not. Anyway, none of your predecessors can drink as well as me." Shiyu said very proudly.

Yusuke thought to himself that this might be true, but he must rule out Ryo Yamada first.

She turned back and smiled.

"Besides, on the occasion just now, it would be hard to pretend to be drunk if you didn't drink some liquor~~~"

"We have similar ways of escaping from drinking. We are indeed siblings."

"Yusuke, are you pretending to be drunk too?"

"Yeah, but I never seem to succeed..."

Yusuke thought again of those nights drinking with the washbasin and water jug.

I have to say that everyone is already very tolerant of girls.

"Cough-cough-"

Suddenly, Kasumigaoka Shiu coughed twice, slipped off Yusuke, squatted on the ground, frowning, showing a somewhat painful expression.

"Do you want to vomit? Or do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

Yusuke lowered his head and looked at his sister's usually quiet and elegant face, which was in a daze due to dizziness.

He thought, Xizi is flattering, but that's it.

"No, I'm just too tired, plus I'm a little motion sick, and the sun is too bright..." Shiyu explained, "You know, nowadays, whether it's a TV series or a Two-dimensional mobile game, there are some overworked machines. , I now feel that I am that kind of character..."

“How did this persona become popular?”

“People feel a sense of belonging.”

Shiyu supported Yusuke's body and stood up slowly.

"I thought I wouldn't feel tired if I did the job I love, but Yusuke, I later discovered that human beings have their limits."

"..."

He stroked her back gently.

"Thank you for your hard work. You can have a good rest now. You don't need to pretend to be some cold goddess or literary girl. You just need to be yourself."

Shiyu raised his head and squinted his eyes slightly, looking so beautiful in the sunlight.

"Then, carry me on your back." She said softly.

"You have so many demands..."

Yusuke was quickly squatted down and allowed her to ride on him, grabbing her smooth and elastic thighs with both hands.Shiyu's body rubbed against his waist, her chest pressed against his back, her arms wrapped around his neck ambiguously, and she rested her head on his broad shoulders comfortably.

So comfortable.

"Sister, you're not wearing black stockings." Yusuke silently felt her soft thighs with his fingers and asked casually.

"Only a fool would wear that in this weather, right?"

"...But if you want to see it, Yusuke, I can't wear it for you? After you get home..."

Shiyu's hot cheek pressed against his ear, her voice was lazy, charming and sexy, passing through her red lips and his cochlea, echoing in his mind.

Coupled with the soft and boneless body that is tightly attached to him, ordinary boys are 100% already over the top.

But Yusuke's determination is extraordinary, and his faith has been tested countless times.

"Sister, our sense of boundaries must not disappear, otherwise it will lead to a big mistake."

"Aren't you drunk?"

She pressed her lips against his earlobe.

Under the bright sun, her longing boiled like flammable oolong tea.

"...Do you think I'm drunk?"

"Yusuke, I really miss you, more than anyone else."

185 Sister will always be sister

Kasumigaoka Shiyu felt that she might indeed be a little drunk, and she felt a little heady when the sun was shining on her.

Normally, she would never have said those words.

But after all, she is a woman, an author, and a perceptual animal, and there will always be times when she cannot help herself.

Kasumigaoka Yusuke wisely remained silent and turned his hand away from his sister's thigh.

He knew very well that no matter how much he liked his sister, the red line between the two closest relatives could not be crossed under any circumstances.

After all, I have watched "()的()" so many times since I was a kid, so I have to learn some lessons.

At this time, under the sun, the two people clinging closely, each carrying different thoughts and emotions, moved forward step by step.

as always.

...

However, although there must be a sense of boundaries between relatives, it is still okay to stick together occasionally, slightly, and slightly when we meet again after a long separation.

Knee pillows are common among young couples or prospective couples in an ambiguous relationship. They are a kind of benefit that both parties can feel.

Usually girls do it for boys, but now on the bed in the dormitory, Kasumigaoka Shiu was resting her head on Kasumigaoka Yusuke's thigh.

To be honest, it's not comfortable.Girls generally have a higher body fat percentage, so their thighs are very soft.As a boy who regularly exercises and works out, Yusuke's thighs are full of muscles.

But despite this, Shiyu still did not choose the pillow that was close at hand.

"Sister, is your hair shorter than two years ago?"

Yusuke played with her shiny, smooth and thick hair with his fingers, constantly passing it through the fingers and letting go.Beside him, long black hair like a waterfall was scattered on the bed, like a magnificent flower.

"It's been cut a little shorter. It used to be as long as my waist, and it could be pinched between my thighs for friction."

"Don't describe it in a misleading way..." Yusuke complained.

My sister still likes to say weird things as before.

"...However, Yinglili told me before that you wanted to cut your hair short, why didn't you cut it?"

"I did think about it. After all, it's troublesome to be so long. But when I thought you liked it, I didn't cut it." Shiyu said slowly, her crimson cheeks glowing with drunkenness and fatigue, as charming as a spring flower, like an ancient lady. Oiran.

"I do like it," Yusuke admitted, "but then I think about it, if you really want to change your hair to short hair, I won't stop you."

"Huh? Really?" Shiyu blinked.

"Really, after all, my sister with short hair must be pretty too, right?"

His smile was gentle and endearing, completely unlike the man who pressed people into the concrete wall just an hour and a half ago.

Shiyu had a thought in his mind, but he quickly suppressed it with absolute rationality.

Her breath was like orchid, word by word:

"By the way, Yusuke, will it disrupt your life if I come here?"

"How is that possible? You really drank too much." Yusuke frowned.

"It's like a character from an urban drama with a stomachache suddenly mixed into a comedy work. It feels a little bit inconsistent, right? After all, I haven't lived that kind of noisy life."

"What are you talking about?" Yusuke was puzzled, "Everyone likes you, and sister, aren't you also a funny character?"

"Huh? What did you say???"

Shiyu suddenly sat up, and his forehead hit Yusuke's chin.

"Why did I become a funny character?"

"Your dirty jokes are the source of my happiness. Isn't this considered a kind of joke?"

"...Hmph, vulgar." Shiyu curled his lips, "You're so happy just saying something with a bit of meat in it. When did you become a man who only thinks about clubs, breasts, and butt?"

Yusuke smiled like a gentleman.

"That's not just those, there are also hair, hands, thighs, feet, etc..."

"Kimo, your rhetoric is no different from the person you pushed into the wall."

Yusuke was not happy to hear this.

"I'm better than that pervert, right?! At least I wouldn't make that kind of comment to someone I just met on the first day."

"What's so good about it? Isn't it weirder to talk about XP with your sister?"

However, Shiyu soon realized that she was not qualified to accuse him, and quickly changed the topic slightly.

"Hmph, no wonder you two are friends, you're both in the same boat."

However, she couldn't help but smile as she scolded Yusuke angrily.

"...However, I am really happy that your life is so relaxed and happy now, and you have good friends who have the same interests, no, the same bad taste."

"As your sister, your family, nothing is more important to me than this."

...

evening.