RNP Page 308
Page 308
On the wooden floor in the entryway, there was a girl's size 36 foot.
Wow, the sisters are all so beautiful!
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Kitahara Ai's gaze swept over the three girls in the living room, then she raised her hand to cover her mouth and said...
"I thought the girl I saw in Sapporo last time was pretty enough, but I didn't expect there to be more?"
Kitahara Hakuba knew that the person she was referring to was Amemori.
If it hadn't been explained that she was his younger sister, Yu Shou would have argued with her.
“This is my younger sister, Kitahara Ai. She’s a first-year high school student. She can be a bit neurotic sometimes, so please don’t mind her,” Kitahara Hakuba introduced.
Saito Harutori stood up, her voice soft and sweet like cotton candy, with a slightly sticky tone:
Next, Kitahara Hakuba introduced Kanzaki Eri and Nagase Tsukiyo.
However, for some reason, Kitahara Ai only seemed to get along well with Saito Haruka; the two girls kept making strange "talking~~~~" sounds. (Note: The last line appears to be a separate, unrelated sentence fragment.)
"Where's Haruka? Why isn't she home yet?" Kitahara Hakuba asked Ai.
"Sister Qingniao, listen to me! That teacher has so many flaws. He keeps spitting when he talks to people!"
"
However, Kitahara Ai remained engrossed in her conversation with Saito Harukori, and couldn't help but raise her voice to ask again:
"Xiao Ai, where's Qingxiang? Why isn't she back yet?"
Kitahara Ai turned her head and looked at him, saying:
"She went to a friend's house and probably won't be back tonight."
Other girls might think the older brother is handsome and charming, but to her, Kitahara Hakuba is just an older brother, and she would never even entertain the thought of incest.
The only downside is that because of his presence, my standards for men around me have become much higher, so I've never been in a relationship.
Kitahara Hakuba frowned and said:
"Male and female?"
"Oh, what are you worried about? What does it matter? She's only twelve years old. What can her classmates possibly know?" Kitahara Ai said dismissively.
“Miss Kitahara, children of twelve years old are more mature psychologically now, so your brother’s concerns are not unfounded,” Nagase Tsukiyo said solemnly.
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"Nagase-nee, you should just call me Ai." Kitahara Ai gave an awkward smile.
Nagase Tsukiyo actually hesitated for a long time about how to address her. Unlike Eri, she couldn't sit still and not communicate, nor was she as overly affectionate as Harutori.
After much deliberation, I finally decided to address her as "Miss Yi".
Chapter 238, Section 237: Then I'll call you... Little Ai? (4K) >>
Nagase Tsukiyo gently pinched her fingers and slowly began to speak:
"What about Xiao Ai?"
Please just call me junior.
"Answer me quickly, is it a man or a woman?"
However, Kitahara Hakuba didn't care about Ai-kun at all; he only cared whether his sister was spending the night at a man's house.
Saito Harutori could clearly sense his overflowing anxiety, and covered her mouth with a laugh, saying:
"Teacher Kitahara, what if it's at a boy's house?"
“We’ll definitely go out and bring her back right away; she’s only twelve years old,” Kitahara Hakuba said hastily.
"Don't worry, it's a girl." Kitahara Ai said with a meaningful smile, "Brother, you're such an extreme siscon~~~"
Kitahara Hakuba breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't worry, even if I were to control someone, I would only control Haruka, not you."
"Talk! That's too much! That's really too much!!!" Kitahara Ai was so angry that she hugged her pillow tightly, as if she wanted to strangle it.
At that moment, her gaze fell on Kanzaki Eri, who hadn't said a word, and she asked with a smile:
"Kanzaki-nee, you're so cute! What skincare products do you usually use?"
Eri Kanzaki blinked gently, but her eyes held a hollow quality, clear and still like a glass marble.
"cleasing milk."
Kitahara Ai tilted her head in confusion and asked, "That's it?"
"Gone."
"It's all-natural!" She gasped. "Brother! I want to go to Hokkaido too! I want to transfer schools!"
"Come on." Kitahara Hakuba raised his hand, grabbed her head and shook it. "You're so bad at studying, yet you have so many demands."
Moreover, it's all-natural; it's not thanks to Hokkaido.
Saito Harutori's fingers kept stroking the strands of hair on her chest as she smiled and said:
"Ai-chan, I can help you review."
At that moment, a light suddenly flashed in Nagase Tsukiyo's eyes, as if she was unwilling to give up this opportunity, and she said:
"Instead of having Qingniao tutor me, why don't I tutor Xiao Ai? I'm first in my grade at school, and Qingniao has always been behind me."
“I’m not much different from you in points,” Saito Harutori said with a smile, a hint of dissatisfaction in her voice.
"Even just one point is crucial."
Nagase Tsukiyo retorted, not to be outdone.
"In rigorous calculation and measurement, every point is of invaluable value. If you don't have this awareness, you can only stay behind me for the rest of your life."
"Since that's the case, didn't you also go to the same high school as me and take the same university?"
Saito Haruka clasped her hands together in front of her chest and said with a smile,
"It seems to be of no use other than exaggerating your own abilities."
Eri Kanzaki's face turned slightly, as if being pulled by invisible threads, each movement slow and precise.
She had been quietly observing these people.
At this moment, Kitahara Ai raised her hands to cover her face. "My God, what kind of monsters are you? You're all so beautiful and so good at studying? Can my brother handle you?"
Kitahara Hakuba's tone became more forceful:
"Little Love!"
"The mastery I'm referring to is the knowledge and skills required to be a teacher, not some other kind of nonsense."
Kitahara Ai muttered a complaint under her breath, while Aya forced a smile and said, "Let's talk about it tonight. I don't want to discuss grades right now."
With the addition of Kitahara Ai, the atmosphere in the living room became much more lively. Saito Harukori told her many stories about the brass band and videos of the competitions.
The television in the living room finally found a purpose.
It was the first time Kitahara Hakuba had seen his conductor on the big screen, the camera capturing the faces of the brass band girls one by one.
Every frame, every note tells their own story, making you want to look at them a little longer.
Kitahara Ai's expression was somewhat unnatural, a state of embarrassment that she was unwilling to admit but had to.
"Too long-winded."
"Sister Haruno, why aren't you in the All-Round Tournament?" Kitahara Ai suddenly asked.
This is a past that has been sealed away by time, yet still aches faintly; every scar is deeply etched in Saito Harukori's heart.
Everyone present knew why. But her performance remained excellent as always, using studying as an excuse to evade Kitahara Ai's doubts.
Just as dinner was almost ready, Kitahara Hakuba's father returned.
He was a man with a strong sense of self-esteem who loved wearing short-sleeved shirts in the summer and overcoats in the winter. His facial features somewhat resembled those of Kitahara Hakuba.
"Dad," Kitahara Hakuba waved, "Want to go to the construction site?"
"Yes." Kitahara Masamune took off his leather shoes.
"These are my students."
"Yes, don't be shy, just tell me if you need anything."
Kitahara's father was a man of few words, except when he was discussing renovations with homeowners at the construction site.
His mother said that although he didn't talk much, he was honest and gentle, and a very good person.
However, this was a virtue of that era, and the "honesty" and "gentleness" of this era have been somewhat tainted.
"Xiao Ai! Bai Ma! Come and serve the dishes!" Kitahara's mother called out as she opened the kitchen door, and the aroma wafted out with her voice.
The two responded in unison.
The rice paddy duck is placed in the very center of the dish. The soup is golden and clear, with a thin layer of oil floating on the surface, shimmering with an enticing sheen.
Kitahara's father sat at the head of the table, and Kitahara Hakuma thought for a moment and decided to sit opposite him.
On one side were Saito Haruka and Kitahara Ai, and on the other side were the mother and two other girls.
"Oh my, it's been so long since our house has been this lively," Kitahara's mother said with a smile. "Eat up, eat up, try Auntie's cooking."
After a thank you for saying "I'm starting," everyone began to enjoy their dinner.
Kitahara Hakuba picked up a piece of cheese crab steak first, but no one picked up the legs of the Inada Duck, and no one wanted the wings either.
The younger sister is also very well-behaved and sensible, and plans to give it up to her three older sisters.
Even his parents, who had lived for forty-seven years, did not make any statement.
It seems that for them, it's really difficult to divide the duck legs among three girls, which is blatant bullying.
At that moment, Kitahara's mother glanced over with a subtle look, as if to say, "Aren't you going to do something?"
Kitahara Hakuba pretended not to see it and continued eating the cheese crab steak in his bowl.
How about giving it to Tsukiyo and Eri? They're both pretty well-behaved. Although Eri is feeling a bit down right now, it's fine.
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