The king of training starting from Sakurasou

Qianliu was not very interested in these mysterious religions, but Kasumigaoka became much calmer.

The temples that have been reduced to historical sites are less solemn and solemn and more impetuous and prosperous. Look at the hundreds of meters long street called Nakamise from Kaminarimon Gate to the main hall, and the surrounding shops There are nearly a hundred families, Qianliu can't even say anything with emotion.

Oh, Qianliu-kun, you don't like this? Kasumigaoka bought an ice cream and licked it in small sips, leaning forward and tilting her head to stare at him.

Qianliu narrowed his eyes and caught a glimpse of the girl's rather lewd movements: It's just my personal opinion, don't take it to heart.

Kasumigaoka nodded upon hearing this.

Then the two of them followed the flow of people and went to the temple to draw lots and pray, and looked for the signature based on the numbers. What made Qianliu feel nostalgic was that the signature belonged to a Chinese poem with a Japanese explanation.

Kobato, who thought of entrusting him when drawing lots, said, As my half, who is related by blood, your actions represent my will.

That girl just made excuses not to go out, Qianliu understood this fact deeply.

The lot he drew was auspicious, while Kasumigaoka drew an unsatisfactory lot, and she wanted to tie the lot to a tree.

But after looking around, I couldn't find a particularly good position. The good position was relatively high, and it was obviously not up to her height. Although Kasumigaoka was nearly 1.7 meters tall, she was definitely not short among girls.

Do you need help? Qianliu saw her working hard on tiptoes and couldn't help but make suggestions.

Kasumigaoka seemed to be in a bad mood: If you don't do it yourself, then it's meaningless, Senryu-kun.

It makes sense, Qianliu couldn't help but agree.

Guessing that her mood may have dropped slightly because she encountered two unpleasant things in succession, Qianliu looked at it for a while and finally crouched down.

Immediately afterwards, Kasumigaoka found that he had suddenly risen a lot out of thin air: Hey! Qianliu-kun, what are you doing?

The surprised Kasumigaoka lowered her head and found herself being picked up by Qianliu, with her belly pressed against his head face to face.

Hurry up, this shouldn't be in the way.

A muffled voice came from below. Kasumigaoka felt the heat generated by her breathing and could not help but tremble slightly. Then she suddenly noticed that the people around her were looking at the two people with ambiguous and inexplicable eyes. She quickly tied the signature in a panic and lightly He patted Qianliu's shoulder lightly.

But...it's okay.

Then, Qianliu slowly put her down and released his hand without changing his expression: Let's go, treat me to a meal.

Kasumigaoka took a deep breath, barely suppressing her restless emotions, but if you look closely, you will find that the roots of her ears are a little red.

It's not like her at all. She wants to say something tit-for-tat or change the subject, but Qianliu will always completely break the defense with some sudden words or actions, making her involuntarily follow the opponent's rhythm.

Okay, I'll stay with you today to decide what's delicious? Kasumigaoka followed up and said with a brisk pace.

How about barbecue?

“It doesn’t matter if it’s more expensive.”

Hmm, French food? Unexpected? Chinese food?

Oh, so Qianliu-kun also likes Chinese food?

Kasumigaoka felt that she had discovered the hidden characteristics of the person she liked.

It's not the improved Chinese cuisine in District 11, but the purest one, do you understand what I mean? Qianliu explained while playing with the lottery.

He had found several stores before, but unfortunately the taste was not very good.

Kasumigaoka was thoughtful.

Forget it, just Japanese food. After returning from Sensoji Temple, the two of them wandered aimlessly for more than 20 minutes, and finally Qianliu randomly chose a Japanese restaurant.

Because you were casual in Kasumigaoka's words and after rejecting several restaurants, Qianliu finally remembered that he couldn't believe the casual words from girls.

If the casualness in a boy's mouth is really anything, then a girl can choose whatever she wants. If I can choose the one I like, I lose.

Fortunately, when it came to choosing Japanese food, Kasumigaoka finally found no reason to refute.

It's so uncomfortable, but the younger sister at home is still a good girl, eating whatever she says, and will be obedient even if she doesn't like it.

They walked in and found a couple's seat. It was a tatami-like furnished space. Qianliu and Kasumigaoka sat face to face. However, Qianliu was not used to sitting on his knees, so he changed to sitting cross-legged.

In addition to ordering sushi and a three-course meal, Qianliu also ordered a side of ramen and some snacks. The portions of food in District 11 were very small. If he didn't order more, he would probably have to make up for a midnight snack when he went back.

After he finished ordering, Kasumigaoka was still browsing the menu.

Qianliu-kun, don't you order sashimi?

I hate all raw food.

This really doesn't look like someone from District 11.

“I’m originally mixed race.”

Kasumigaoka looked up at him in surprise. She didn't know this yet. After all, Qianliu's appearance was obviously Asian, and it wasn't important.

You would understand if you saw my sister. Qianliu took a sip of tea.

Sister, Kasumigaoka remembers that Miss Enko said that the girl named Kobato was very beautiful, very cute, and had the cuteness of a chuunibyou.

Would you like to visit sometime? If he wanted to have further contact, his sister would definitely be a hurdle he couldn't get around, and he would have to choose a time to do so. *

Chapter 42: Hesitation leads to defeat

Inexplicable thoughts were running through my mind.

While waiting for the food to be served, Kasumigaoka took the initiative to find a topic and said: When we left the last time we met, Qianliu-kun's words were not polite at all.

Thinking of the sentence Be thankful that you are a beautiful girl, Kasumigaoka felt angry and funny.

I'm telling the truth. Qianliu said without any introspection: Facing beautiful girls will always make people want to chat more.

Is this a compliment?

It should count.

Kasumigaoka's ooh lasted for a long time, as if he was deliberately creating a certain atmosphere.

After a moment of silence, the girl held up her delicate face and suddenly changed the subject: Qianliu-kun must have seen many beautiful girls.

There are many beautiful girls around me. Qianliu acted very honestly.

Kasumigaoka frowned when he heard this, and quickly concealed his small movements, deliberately saying in a provocative tone: I'm curious, where can I rank among them?

I have to say here that Kasumigaoka is a bold yet reserved girl.

Unable to bear naked kindness, for example, when faced with Qianliu's certain words and actions, he would be shy and not know what to do.