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He didn't rush to open the door, and didn't make any loud noises. Instead, he leaned on the door and watched who came through the cat's eyes Sayuri.

It was a petite child, Sayuri's size was not high among adult women, and the girl outside the door was half a head shorter than her, roughly 1.5 meters or less.

Petite but delicate, with an oval face and fair skin, ink-like black hair is cut off at the neck, and white flower hairpins embellish it, showing a bit of cuteness. The chestnut eyes are calm and lively like a young deer, looking very sunny .

She is so beautiful, silently peeping at the girl outside the door, Sayuri secretly praised her in her heart.

Only slightly worse than her.

It is estimated that she has not noticed that the cat's eyes are no longer transparent, and that someone is secretly watching her, but the girl outside the room still focuses most of her attention on herself.

With soft pink lips, the girl picked up her neat air bangs with one hand, left and felt uncomfortable and turned to the right, and finally returned to the original position, exhaled a breath of air, looked down, adjusted the crossbody The position of the bag, twisting the tender green leaves on the chiffon dress and twisting the hem back and forth to make the dress look more suitable...

Somewhat cute, watching all this silently, Sayuri smiled dotingly.

The girl in front of her reminded her of her little sister's first love, standing in front of the boy's first love, who was always fearless, she was also so restless, twisting her beautiful body and vowing to adjust everything to the best state , waiting for the boy to open the door for her.

With bad intentions, Sayuri stomped her feet inside the house and shouted "Come on", the girl outside the house immediately stopped and twisted her body straight, the corners of her mouth curled into a bright arc, her eyes glistened and waited for her to open the door.

Almost like a puppy wagging its tail.

Smiling lightly, she let go of the jackknife clutched in her pocket, Sayuri opened the door, and immediately smelled the refreshing fragrance of jasmine.

Seeing people through the cat's eyes is always blurry, she can't smell the perfume carefully selected by the girl, and can't see clearly the delicate makeup she put on for today's side.

The soft mouth is painted with light-colored lip glaze cherry powder, the slender false eyelashes have been carefully trimmed and gently flapped like butterfly feathers, and a mole of tears at the corner of the eye has faded away, which is captivating and beautiful.

Maybe I need to revise the description of the girl's appearance, not only the sunshine, but also the sunshine and "beautiful", just like the long trembling sound after her charming words.

"Sayuri, I miss you~"

Loudly flaunting the joy in her heart, the moment Sayuri was still sizing up the girl carefully, the petite girl had already slammed into her arms, her tender face rubbed off the unzipped white sweater, clinging to her body and shaking His head devoured the warmth of her skin.

Never had such intimacy with anyone before, Sayuri subconsciously wanted to push the girl away, but girlfriends, girlfriends, girlfriends, isn't that what intimacy between girls is like?

After thinking about it for a while, in order not to show too many lies, she tried to go around the girl's arms and lightly wrap her soft shoulders, and said softly.

"Well, I miss you too."

Neither too intimate nor unfamiliar, Sayuri thought that such words should be appropriate, but the moment the words fell, the girl froze all over, raised her terrified face, stepped back several steps in disbelief, and almost tripped over the threshold After finally stabilizing his body, he immediately opened his eyes and shouted.

"You're not Sayuri, who are you?!"

The overly categorical tone made Sayuri think for a moment that she was the bone spirit, who was revealed by the demon mirror, but soon she calmed down and glanced at the girl with a cold expression, as if trying to close the door.

She was too gentle with the girl, which probably didn't suit the attitude of the original owner.

What did such a nervous and careful girl do to meet the original owner, who dressed up so carefully to make the original owner feel disgusted and treat her with respect and indifference?

Sayuri was puzzled, but the doubts in the girl in front of her were completely dispelled at this moment.

The moment she was hugged by Sayuri, she really felt that the world was turned upside down, and she thought that her perseverance had touched her heart of stone. She couldn't even believe that the person in front of her was Sayuri Fukada, the one she was familiar with. Indifferent senior sister.

But now it seems that the world line has not restarted, pursing her lips that were dry due to nervousness, the girl concealed the loneliness in her heart, and hurriedly grabbed the door to accompany her smiling face.

"Don't, don't, I'm just kidding, don't rush me out, I brought you your favorite chicken feet with pickled peppers, and Kirin's beer, for the sake of deliciousness, let me Go in, please, please, my good senior~"

Because of the limited vision of the cat's eyes, Sayuri couldn't see the "souvenir" that the girl put on the door. When she glanced over, two large plastic bags with the "AEON" logo came into view. Chicken feet, potato chips, Pocky sticks, jelly, beer, all kinds of dazzling snacks are filled to the brim.

Raising her eyelids, she saw the girl in front of her with a proud smile, as if she was convinced of her, Sayuri also pretended to be arrogant and hummed twice, letting go of the palm that pushed the door, which was a tacit approval of the girl's entry.

Judging from the girl's relieved appearance, this response is correct, that is to say, in this relationship, is it the original owner who occupies the upper hand?Sayuri silently memorized this point and figured out how to deal with it next.

The inner core has changed, but the body is still the body of Sayuri Fukada. No one would have thought that such a thing as being transformed into a substitute would really happen to her.

In this case, the easiest way to deal with the original owner's relationship is to pretend to have amnesia, but that leaves too much room for others to edit.

According to Sayuri's current conditions, if she dared to say that she had amnesia today, tomorrow there might be a hundred men chasing after her saying that she was the real boyfriend who had made a vow of eternal love with her.

So when it comes to dealing with interpersonal relationships, Sayuri still chooses to watch what she says and act before acting. This is a bit troublesome, but it can still give her a little more sense of security.

The girl must have the chatterbox attribute, or she was too talkative in front of Sayuri, her good senior sister. After getting permission to enter, she took off her shoes, and when her beautiful feet wrapped in white silk stepped into the room, her apricot-like mouth disappeared. Refusing to close, speak lively.

"How is it? Are you still used to living in this period of time? The tenant next door hasn't made any strange noises at night since I warned you. Have you finished the potato chips you bought last time? Are they delicious? They don't taste good to me. Different flavors next time.

Have you worked hard recently?Didn't say to eat cup noodles every day, you have to pay attention to your body.Are the cosmetics in good use?I brought another set here this time. Girls must protect their skin, especially Xiaobai... Cough, a big beauty like you, Lily-senpai, should pay more attention. "

It could be seen that the girl didn't expect Sayuri to respond too much to her at all, and the continuous questioning was just to express her earnest concern and to vent her missing for Sayuri.

It was a bit humble, and it moved the listener a little bit, but listening to the girl's question, Sayuri paid more attention to other things.

He asked if he lived comfortably, had the right to warn the tenant next door, and said potato chips, beer, and brought a set of cosmetics and other edible things.

Watching the slender figure passing by her carrying a plastic bag and impatiently heading into the house, it was only then that she noticed the Chanel logo on the girl's light blue shoulder bag, and Sayuri's eyes flickered.

Could this be the gold master's father who took care of her? Well, the gold master's sister.

Chapter 9. Would you like something to eat?

Alone in the middle of the night, eating hot pot and singing a song. Suddenly there was a rustling sound of the door. Before she had time to put on a coat to cover her body, an innocent school girl with short hair and a beautiful waist rushed into the room and faced her body. The little rabbit returned to the nest, tucked into her arms and tore off her sleeves and said shyly.

"Oh~, my dear Sayuri, do you want to eat hot pot or me tonight?"

Of course it is to eat rabbit meat hot pot.

The father of the gold master who kept her in fear turned out to be the sister of the gold master, who automatically replaced all the delusions in her mind, poof poo poo poo, Sayuri almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Spring returns to life in March, and the temperature in Tokyo has gradually warmed up at this time. You have to wear a thin nightdress to feel comfortable indoors.

She lowered her eyebrows to take a look at the beautiful figure of the school girl with her back facing her, and she walked all the way carrying the special supplies for Sayuri. Wearing fat white silk is not bloated, put the supplies on the table, and with the waist bent down, the light green skirt is turned up, and the top of the white silk blooms along the delicate lace border, tightening the The skin is fair and has amazing elasticity...

Sayuri secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

No matter what, he was still a pure macho not long ago. Even if he had nothing to do, he still couldn't help but feel a little swaying in his heart when he saw a girl as beautiful as a young girl.

The girl is really beautiful, only a little worse than her.

"Mm~ Really, I'm still eating cup noodles and cheap bento, isn't the kitchen never used?"

Putting the supplies on the table, the girl looked around and easily found that there was no sign of use in the kitchen. She frowned at the garbage bag that Sayuri had packed in the corner of the room. Know that there are many.

The girl's care warmed Sayuri's heart. Even though she still didn't even know the girl's name, she was able to restore part of the context of the matter from the girl's words and attitudes.

The girl's voice was clear, and there was a bit of arrogance in her brows when she spoke. While the series of questions were filled with concern for the original owner, they also showed a bit of domineering.

The clothes and shoes are all Japanese brands Sayuri can't recognize, but after so many years, I have seen Sayuri a few times with Chanel's logo, and it is a well-known luxury brand.

To sum up all kinds of things, the identity of the young lady daughter is almost inseparable, and there is a high probability that she is the owner of this apartment, or the entire apartment. Thanks to her help when the original owner's parents passed away and were homeless, this is why the current situation.

The so-called friends are like this, some are like everyone, they will push you up when the wall is down, and some are noble people, willing to help you generously and give you a hand in your most difficult juncture.

When the original owner was at her worst, she provided her with shelter, food, and use, and even came to visit her from time to time to give her condolences. The girl is undoubtedly the most precious person worthy of Sayuri's cherishment.

"Forget it, anyway, from today onwards, I will... By the way, senior sister Lily, why don't you ever reply to my messages, and you still refuse to reply to me after sending you good night for so many days in a row."

The girl wanted to say something but stopped, and abruptly changed the topic, and now Sayuri roughly guessed her name.

Meiji, Sayuri scanned her name when looking through the chat history of Line before, but she is the only one in the list of 20 people who will send a good night message to Sayuri.

Learn now and sell now, Sayuri replied immediately.

"It will be later, Miki."

"..."

"What, what's wrong?"

After she finished speaking, the girl fell silent immediately, her maroon pupils suddenly widened, and her unbelievable appearance could not be described as "like being struck by lightning", which made Sayuri into an inexplicable panic.

Could it be that her judgment was wrong, that Meiji was actually the name of another girl, or that the note on Line was not the girl's real name?

It was superfluous, this time it was showing off, and Sayuri had a headache.

"Yeah, it's not like that."

She was suffering from a headache, and the girl who had a shocked expression before suddenly became coy, her fingers twirling the hair on her temples, her pretty face was covered with fine powder, and even the roots of her ears were getting hot.

In this way, she pursed her lips and smiled, her smile was extremely sweet, like honey.

"It's the first time I've heard you call me Meiji since that day. Then, can I still call you by your name like before? Senior Lily, I always feel so awkward."

Huh, Sayuri breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that, it seems that the girl's name is indeed Meiji, and the relationship between the two of them seemed to be very close.

However, judging from Miki's words, did the two have a dispute at a certain time that led to their estrangement?

To provide a place for the original owner to be so low-key, and to be so moved just because of a "Mei Ji", it seems that the dispute was mostly Mei Ji's fault.

What happened between the two?It's really unpredictable.

But one thing is certain. Glancing at the girl who was still overjoyed and seemed to be floating, the corner of Sayuri's mouth showed a funny, smirk.

There is no reason to stand up and talk when entering the room, put away the notes on the table and tidy up the various materials scattered on the sofa, did not make tea, and did not invite Meiji to sit next to her, Sayuri was very upset. He sat down politely.

It's not clear what Meiji did to the original owner, but Sayuri was willing to slightly repair the relationship between the two because she was able to lend a helping hand when the original owner was at its worst, and she was her lovely golden sister.

It's just that you can't rush for success in anything, her idea is to slowly recover, and when Miki leaves, she can feel that Sayuri treats her as an ordinary friend again.

Besides, she is a mirror, and Sayuri also wants to deepen her understanding of "herself" through Meiji, a girl who obviously has a close relationship with the original owner.

Like the fact that Miki was not surprised by the clean and tidy house after she entered the house, Sayuri could understand from it that the original owner was actually a clean girl, but she was out of balance and self-defeating in the last period of her life. To tidy up the room.

These are extremely useful information. Knowing the original owner's usual style, Sayuri will not show a casual side in front of other people. She does not sit cross-legged like she did when she was alone before. She naturally chose to keep her legs together. Slightly ladylike sitting.

It seemed that she was still afraid that Sayuri was holding grudges, Meiji didn't rush into her arms uncontrollably like when she first entered the door, hoping to have physical contact with her, but sat on the other side of the tea table with her legs restrained, on the carpet.

"..."

"..."

Sayuri didn't know what topic to talk about, and Meiji had a lot of things to say but didn't know how to say them.

Sayuri was resting, while Meiji was in distress. The room fell silent for a moment, so quiet that Sayuri could hear the beating heartbeat of the girl in front of her.This made her use the power of "silence" even more recklessly.

Those who are favored are always confident, and finally Sayuri won the silent confrontation.

With dry laughs, Meiji dug out the packaged chicken feet with pickled peppers from the plastic bag.

"Sayuri, would you like some food?"

Gently and cautiously probing, Meiji tried to call Sayuri's name. While talking, Sayuri who was sitting across from her could clearly see her white silk-wrapped arch subconsciously tense, and even her breathing became short of breath.

"eat."

Not mentioning the title was an obvious acquiescence, and Meiji's tense body suddenly softened like a sponge, and words of gratitude blurted out.

"That's great~"

Hehe, Sayuri smiled badly again, she felt it somewhat.

I'm afraid this child has a crush on her.

Chapter 10. Miki's Transformation

White Rabbit.

Looking at Mei Ji, a girl with a reddened face, Nuo Nuo offered pickled peppers and chicken feet to her, Sayuri couldn't help but describe this in her heart.

Timid and innocent, she cares too much about her "Senior Lily", and she is careful in every word and action for fear of making a mistake. No matter how far away, Meiji, who is trying her best to please her with a waxy voice, looks like a little white rabbit to Sayuri .

Cute and vulnerable at the same time, it can be easily eaten at any time.

But she is not the kind of wild wolf who can eat white rabbits. The one Meiji has a good impression on is obviously the original owner, the former "Sayuri Fukada". It is too unreasonable for a newcomer like her to touch this delicate flower bud. Reasonable, it's too unfair to Meiji.

Besides, it's just a guess. It's true that in the Internet age, when information is opened up, same-sex groups have come into the public's view more, but you can't judge someone's forbidden love just by getting closer. Maybe Meiji just regards the original owner as a good sister? .

It's not a real sister, it's okay to be a sister.

Meiji's expectant and flattering eyes fell on her face, and she felt that these Sayuris cast their eyes on the chicken feet on the table with interest.

It was packaged in a transparent plastic box, with the word "Metakiju" printed in orange on the top. Sayuri didn't know what kind of store it was, but she knew that it must be the original owner's favorite store, at least the favorite of this store. Chicken feet with pepper.

After all, this is a tribute specially bought by Meiji to please her "Sister Lily".

But to be honest, Sayuri is not interested in this kind of spicy food, and has always kept her away from it in the past, but in order not to make Meiji suspicious and to take care of her emotions, she put on gloves, and Sayuri decided to reluctantly eat one.

Just eat one.

Sayuri thought so at first.

Is it because this store makes especially delicious chicken feet?Or maybe Sayuri's own dietary preferences were also deflected by the influence of her body?The deboned chicken feet are soft, tender and smooth, and the juice is overflowing in the mouth. The refreshing taste of pickled peppers and the fragrance of lemon rush to the taste buds and immediately arouse Sayuri's appetite.

"good to eat."

When Xiao Baihe, whose surname was changed to Wang Xingfu, shouted these words, she naturally picked up the second chicken claw in her hand and prepared to put it in her mouth.

No way, this chicken feet with pickled peppers is really delicious, since she woke up in the middle of the night and only drank a can of beer to fill her stomach, she couldn't resist the attack of such delicious food.

By the way, beer!