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"Beiyuan-kun has been dressed normally and quietly at school during this time. I have guessed before, have you finally recovered?"

"Finally recovered? I'm not sick. But, well... because of something happened, I graduated from Secondary Two."

"That's very good. The former Beiyuan-kun was a little too weird. I couldn't understand every word you said, and I didn't know how to talk to you at all."

Ogiso Yukina couldn't help nodding, with a little smile on her cheeks.

"Is it that strange?" Kitahara Shiro couldn't help but said, "There are actually quite a lot of secondary illnesses, and this is just a common phenomenon."

"No, there aren't that many. Isn't Bei Yuan-kun the only weirdo in our school?"

"Uh... well, you're right about that."

Kitahara Shiro paused, and added:

"However, this only shows that our school is rather special. In my knowledge, every school has at least one or two secondary illnesses, and I am just one of them."

"Is Kitahara-kun so unwilling to admit that he is a weirdo?" Ogiso Yukina couldn't help laughing.

"If you want to say that, aren't you also a weirdo? Standing here and singing at night, there is no other weirdo like you except you."

"It's really impossible to refute it when you say that."

Ogiso Yukina smiled lightly for a while, then changed the topic and said with a smile:

"In this case, the two of us are a combination of weirdos, right?"

"What kind of villain is this?"

Kitahara Shiro finished complaining subconsciously, and asked instead:

"Do you still often go to karaoke alone to sing?"

"Well, basically once a week. Speaking of which, a few years ago, Bei Yuan-kun often accompanied me to go, but after he became a weirdo, he never invited me again."

Ogiso Yukina sighed lightly, and said rather melancholy:

"Since then, our relationship has become more and more distant. A conversation like this feels like a long time ago."

"Feel sorry."

"Don't apologize, it always feels very strange to apologize at this time."

"Right."

Kitahara Shirou smiled, looked away from her, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and other Shirou's figures involuntarily appeared in his mind.

For the rest of the time, the two chatted in the park until Ogiso Yukina's cell phone rang, and then they went home one after another.

After talking tonight, Kitahara Shiro felt that the relationship with his childhood sweetheart, which had long been unfamiliar, seemed to be getting closer.

However, the estrangement created by the experience of strangers for several years is not something that can be easily eliminated.

......

Two days later, on Saturday, at Beiyuan's house.

"Brother, why are you dressed so grandly today? Are you going on a date with a girl?"

Before she finished speaking, Kitahara Xiaoxi denied it with a smile:

"Impossible, it is absolutely impossible for my brother to date a girl! It hurts..."

Kitahara Shiro's face darkened, he flicked her forehead, and said immediately:

"That's right, that's it. I want to go shopping alone."

"Alone? That must be very lonely, right? Do you want me to go with my brother? Just a KFC meal is enough."

"Well...it's not impossible, but you have to help me carry things."

If it's just you, just put it in the white mist space.

But if there is one more person, you can't do that blatantly.

After all, Shirou didn't intend to explain to his sister about having superpowers.

"Brother, what do you want to buy? Haven't you already graduated from the Second Secondary Disease?" Beiyuan Xiaoxi subconsciously recalled the strange props he bought before.

"Yeah, that's why I'm going to buy some casual clothes."

"So, you need to buy casual clothes. My brother's clothes are all exaggerated. It's too embarrassing to wear them. However, a full set of clothes is quite expensive. Does brother have money?"

"Yes. Don't worry about the money. I have prepared a total of 20 yuan today."

"Hey...? Where did brother get so much money? Didn't he never work part-time?"

"Of course it was saved from pocket money."

"Liar! Brother spends money without restraint, how can he save money?"

"It's a pity I didn't fool you. Actually, I won a small prize."

Beiyuan Xiaoxi's eyes lit up, and she asked quickly:

"How much did you win?"

Shirou raised three fingers and shook them casually a few times:

"About this number."

"Five million? Or seven million?"

"Well... it's almost the second number."

"A lot of money! I haven't heard you say it at all! When did it happen?"

"Just a few days ago."

Although both Tianlong Shiro and Sakurai Shiro said that the gold they put in the white mist space can be used at will, but Kitahara Shiro's self-esteem does not allow him to make a free move.

Moreover, it is useless.

With his strength, it is not easy to make money in this modern society without demons.

The easiest way is to buy lottery tickets, and to avoid trouble, you can even travel to other countries to buy them.

When receiving the money, use the transformation technique.

It can be said to be foolproof and almost impossible to be found.

"Since my brother is rich, why don't you eat KFC and eat barbecue instead? The last time I ate barbecue was the Chinese New Year."

"No problem, but it's a bit rare for two people to go to barbecue together? How about asking mom to go together tomorrow?"

"Okay, let's eat KFC first today."

"Ah."

Chapter 190 Three

Chapter 194 Chapter 190 Chapter Three

In the afternoon, on the way home, Shiro Kitahara faintly felt that something was missing, but he couldn't figure out what was missing.

Looking left and right, after looking around, I suddenly remembered that the missing thing was my sister.

The younger sister who had been rubbing her stomach because she was too full, and followed behind her slowly disappeared without a trace.

"Where is the person? Where did he go?"

Shirou glanced down at the dozen or so bags in his hand, and couldn't help but sighed softly.

You shouldn't have softened your heart just now.

Because she was too tired to see her, she took the initiative to bring all the bags over.

Among them, in addition to the clothes I bought for myself, there are also a few clothes, hair cards, mobile phone chains and other things bought for her.

But unexpectedly, she would run away without seeing anyone.

If she carries a few bags in her hand and cannot walk too fast, she will never get lost.

Shirou Kitahara closed his eyes slightly, his eyes wide open, and he swept his surroundings.

In the next moment, Beiyuan Xiaoxi clearly appeared in his perception.

"Have it!"

Go back the way you came, and cross the intersection on the corner.

The next moment, Kitahara Xiaoxi, who was standing on the side of the street holding a guitar and looking around, came into view.

Around her, there are other equipment such as microphones and speakers.

Seeing such a picture, Shirou was stunned and couldn't help but froze in place.

After a long time, he walked over quickly and asked in surprise:

"What are you doing? Where did you get the guitar?"

"Brother, I'm watching the scene for a friend." Kitahara Xiaoxi stopped her hands and said with a smile, "When I walked to the corner just now, I suddenly met a friend. Her brother is a well-known singer. Sing here."

"Just now her brother suddenly felt unwell and went to the toilet, so she asked her to take care of the situation."

"But she actually held back for a long time and was planning to go to the toilet, but she didn't have time to say it."

"I happened to pass by here, and I happened to say hello to her, so it became like this."

That's it!

While Shirou was speechless, he couldn't help but want to complain.

What kind of comic plot is this?It's too outrageous!Hey...

By the way, are you some kind of bad guy, protagonist?I don't know how to hide from such troublesome things.

"When will they be back?"

"I don't know. I heard that the nearest toilet is 10 minutes away. The round trip and the time to solve the problem will take at least half an hour."

"In other words, you have to wait here for another twenty minutes?"

"Hmm..." Kitahara Xiaoxi nodded repeatedly.

"In that case, I'll go back first..."

Before Shirou finished speaking, she grabbed the hem of his clothes from behind.

"Brother! Are you going to abandon me?" Kitahara Xiaoxi looked at Shirou pretending to be pitiful.

"The troubles you have caused yourself, then you can solve them naturally. I'll go back first..."

"It's too much, do you have the heart to leave me here alone? In this situation? Do you really have the heart? Brother."

Kitahara Xiaoxi held onto the corner of Shirou's clothes again, and looked back and forth at the passers-by.

Because no one sang, most of the passers-by just glanced here with curious eyes and did not stop.

But there are also a few people who have nothing to do, leaning against the side of the road with their mobile phones, looking at their mobile phones and glancing here from time to time, looking quite expectant.

"Since you know it will become like this, then don't ask for trouble. Just say you have something to do, and it's only a matter of rejection." Shirou said speechlessly.

"My brother said it so easily, but I really can't refuse my friend's request. Anyway, I have nothing to do. Even when I go home, I either watch TV or play video games."

"Oh...then you can do your best."

"Watch...! Is brother really that cruel?"

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Shirou thought he was invincible, sighed lightly, and said with a smile:

"In that case, then I'll stand here with you for a while... There are still twenty minutes left. This is a rare opportunity. Why don't you sing a song?"

"will not."

Beiyuan Xiaoxi shook her head again and again, and said without thinking:

"My singing is very average, and I haven't reached the point where I can sell it on the street. Even the guitar, it's the first time I've touched it, and it was just there for a show. Or? Brother, come and sing a few words?"

"Are you sure?" Shirou asked with a smile.

At this moment, Kitahara Xiaoxi unconsciously thought of the scene when she heard her brother sing.

Pentatonic insufficiency, lack of musicality, these are more pleasant words.

In short, he was not fit for the sport of singing.