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"Hmm~"
Rize Kamishiro slightly opened her purple eyes and saw that Aoba's expression was calm and composed, but his eyes were wandering around.
She stopped pretending to be asleep and instead pulled over a pillow to hug.
It transformed into a cat stretching posture, and even swayed slightly.
"?!"
Aoba originally wanted to put up a fight.
Surprisingly, the purple-haired older sister didn't force herself on him today; instead, she acted like a well-behaved kitten.
There is a really strong sense of contrast.
"Come?"
"Come!"
Between two people who are already familiar with each other's bodies, there is no need for many words.
Aoba is particularly susceptible to the charm of an understanding older sister type.
I obediently turned off the bedside lamp and lay down beside it. (For super exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
Rize, who is usually bold and assertive, seemed like a different person at this moment. Seeing that Aoba was not in a hurry, she was happy to enjoy the situation.
He opened his purple eyes, embraced her face to face, and leaned in to kiss her.
Then it started rolling back and forth again...
Time flew by and it was already eight o'clock in the morning.
The heavy rain had stopped long ago.
Although it is early autumn, it is still getting light very early outside.
It still had a slight bluish tinge.
In about ten minutes, the slightly cool blue color will dissipate.
The temperature will also rise by then.
Aoba looked at Rize, who had once again left without saying goodbye, and at the letter with lipstick printed on it placed on the bedside table.
A relaxed smile appeared on his face.
This time, it felt very comfortable.
It was even more comfortable than that time in the kitchen with Otome.
After all, from a certain perspective...
Rize Kamishiro perfectly matched his XP.
Although Otome has a very good temperament, she is not as physically mature as Rize.
Aoba got up and washed up briefly.
Then they went downstairs and packed the hot porridge and braised dishes that were in the insulated box into individual portions.
There are many bags.
He couldn't deliver them all at once.
So the plan is to send them in several batches.
Just as the clock on the wall ticked past 8:30, Aoba left the house carrying a bag full of porridge and braised food.
It had just rained.
So there were quite a few small puddles on the floor.
The alleyway outside the izakaya is not smooth.
Instead, it was paved with bluestone slabs, and once you stepped out of the alley, you were on a flat street.
The bloodstains and corpses from last night's battle between Rize and those guys have been cleaned up.
Don’t say anything else.
When it comes to whitewashing, the Prosecutor's Office is really good at it!
There was absolutely no indication that a battle had taken place.
Last night's heavy rain caused business to be slow at the brothels.
At the street corner, the shops selling folk customs were filled with groups of people sitting together chatting.
There was no trace of the tired look he usually had after work.
On the contrary, they were all very energetic.
After all, it was a night without exercise.
When Aoba entered these shops, the older women greeted him with friendly smiles.
Qingye first placed the porridge and braised dishes on the table in the shop.
Then he bowed slightly to the people in the store.
"Thank you, sister and brothers, for your help yesterday."
Aoba's thanks brought smiles to the faces of both men and women in the shop.
That's why they love Aoba.
A handsome face alone is not enough to win the hearts of these people.
What they like...
It is the quality in Aoba's heart.
It sparkles like a gemstone.
That is something that these people of custom could only dream of, something that has already passed away.
They themselves wouldn't bear to defile it, let alone let others disturb it.
Aoba kept going into the store and then kept coming out.
When he arrived at Meiqi's brothel, he first thanked the men and women inside and then asked:
Is Aunt Meiqi home?
"Upstairs, Little Green Leaf."
After receiving the answer, Aoba went upstairs.
The rooms on the second floor are all very high-end.
All the measures were arranged very well.
Meiqi's room is also here.
She usually treats this place as her home, and on the second floor she has prepared a small bedroom for herself that has everything she needs.
If you want to work, there's another room.
Aoba first knocked on the office door, but no one answered.
He knocked on the bedroom door again, and a voice came from inside.
"Who? If you have anything to say, wait until I get out."
"Aunt Meiqi, it's me."
"Hmm? Oh, it's Xiao Qingye. Come in then."
Miki softened upon hearing Aoba's voice.
Aoba gently pushed the door open and went inside.
Inside, Meiqi was combing her hair.
Moreover, it's a very simple hairstyle.
It seemed as if they were going to see someone.
"Little Qingye, wait a minute, let Aunt Meiqi finish tying your hair."
"Ah."
Aoba responded and waited quietly.
He didn't look around the room with curiosity.
After all, this is Aunt Meiqi's own bedroom, and as a junior, he needs to show proper manners.
"By the way, Xiao Qingye, what's wrong?"
Meiqi, having tied her hair into a rustic-style braid, came to stand in front of Qingye.
"I want to thank Aunt Meiqi. Thank you for your help yesterday."
Upon hearing Qingye's words, Meiqi's expression turned stern.
"Little Qingye, if you keep doing this, Auntie will get angry!"
Meiqi's tone was gentle yet reproachful.
This warmed Qingye's heart, and he smiled a little shyly.
"Little Green Leaf, it's alright."
"It's just a small matter. To be honest, Auntie is quite angry that Xiao Qingye didn't come to me for help!"
Meiqi pretended to be angry.
But his eyes were full of gentleness and kindness.
"I just worry about bothering everyone."
Aoba explained.
He never expected that the people on the street would help him.
"Really."