The king of training starting from Sakurasou

Huh? Hearing this, Machida Enzi showed a smile that showed everything was under control: Well, since you know that I have taken over the new person, I will not hide it from you. These days, Shi-chan has been stuck in a creative bottleneck. If possible, can you, my senior, Can you help me with some guidance?

Shijiang?

Is that the girl Yuanzi mentioned who is two years younger than him? Let him guide her writing...

Seeing that he was quite hesitant, Machida Enzi added fuel to the fire: Other girls are your loyal book fans.

Ah, there was nothing we could do about it, so Qianliu agreed.

Yuanzi immediately beamed: It's settled, I'll tell her the good news later!

jingle!

A cell phone beep sounded in his ears, and Qianliu thought it was her cell phone ringing, but then the vibration in his pocket told him that it was his cell phone.

When I opened it, the name of the sender of the email was Qianshi Qianxun.

Hi! I was in a hurry when I left in the morning and forgot to mention it. Can you help me pick up my cousin at the station? Because I have to receive the new female teacher and I have no time to do it, so please. The appointment time is six o'clock. By the way, I My cousin’s name is Mashiro Shiina, and as for remuneration, I think about it... maybe I can repay the new female teacher with her cute sleeping face when she’s drunk.”

Let me tell you secretly, wow! The new teacher is really young and beautiful!

If you're interested, I can help with matchmaking. How about you, do you want to try the exciting teacher-student relationship?

Wait...I almost forgot, this is a photo of my cousin!

After roughly scanning the above information, Qianliu looked directly at the photo at the bottom.

Above is a girl of about five or six years old. The fair-skinned girl is wearing a big straw hat and a pure white dress.

There was no expression on his face, and he didn't smile at the camera. His transparent eyes seemed to be looking at the deeper end of the camera. I wonder if it was because of the ethereal feeling like a broken object.

Is it really white...

Qianliu smiled slightly. After living in Sakurasou for two years, he almost forgot about this pet girl with the aura of a world-class talented painter.

That's right, counting the time, it's almost time for her to transfer to another school. It seems that her life will be more interesting in the future.

You seem happy?

Machida Enzi ended her email exchange with the so-called Shi-chan and turned her attention back to him, guessing: Did something good happen to her?

Qianliu did not answer directly: Miss Yuanzi is tired today, do you want to go have a cup of coffee together, but I have something else to do around six o'clock, so I regret that I can't accompany you until the evening to take you home.

There's no need to drink coffee. As a wage earner exploited by capitalists, I don't have as much free time as you, and... Yuanzi grabbed his ear and said, I'll take him home with you until the evening. What do you want to do?

Of course, something like standing on the ladder of ripeness, picking and tasting the sweet forbidden fruits.

I see you are getting bolder and bolder.

Blushing and spitting lightly, Machida Enzi rolled her eyes at him and noticed that it was almost five o'clock. Thinking that she would have to go back to the editorial office to sort out materials later, she had no time to teach him a lesson, so she hurriedly walked out of the bookstore on high heels and hurriedly took a taxi and left.

After watching her figure get into the taxi and waving goodbye to him until she disappeared into the traffic, Qianliu returned along the tram stop from where he came.

An hour, even if it takes walking... cough, forget it.

Back at the University of Arts Station, Qianliu looked at the time and saw that there was still half an hour left, and couldn't help but wonder how he was going to spend this unbearable time.

Speaking of, the shortcut from Sakurasou to the station is the route that runs through the red brick shopping street. This is a good place full of retro old street style.

Normally, this would be the time when junior high school students and high school students returning home from get out of class would get off the bus in groups, but now that it was spring break, the passengers were only in small groups.

People whose identities are unknown, whose ages are unknown, and whose job it is unclear what kind of work they do, are walking out of the station.

At the same moment, a black taxi drove into the circle and stopped at the taxi stand less than 100 meters away from Qianliu.

He glanced there inadvertently, and then a girl wearing a familiar Shuigao uniform appeared in his field of vision getting out of the back seat. *

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I took a look and found that there are very few comprehensive comics in Fei Lu's new books recently, because there is nothing good to recommend, and no one wants to write about them.

But I really like writing fan fiction and giving you perfect stories. I hope you guys can keep me going, above! *

Chapter 6 I’m still white, right?

The uniform was brand new and she seemed to have not gotten used to it yet. She was holding the brown suitcase in both hands and looking at the side face of the taxi leaving in the carriage number, she looked a little bored.

The slight phoenix eyes make her look a bit mature, but since she is wearing a uniform, it means that she is about the same age as an ordinary high school student.

The transparent and fair skin makes the space around the girl seem to be dyed white. As long as the pedestrians passing by, their eyes are deeply attracted by the beautiful scene, all the unnecessary things in the mind disappear, and there is only an endless pure white world in the heart.

Some people even gradually lose sight of the surrounding scenery, feel difficulty breathing, and even forget where they are.

The girl seems to be standing alone on the ice field, and this is the unique feeling she gives people.

She walked quietly and sat under a cherry blossom tree. If she were to use a cat as a metaphor, she would be like an Egyptian cat incarnated by a goddess. It was a mysterious type that had connotation and full of presence, but had a dangerous aura floating around her body.

It seems as if it will suddenly disappear as soon as you turn away your eyes, which makes people feel uneasy.

Seeing her sitting silently on the bench beside the ring like a doll, Qianliu took the initiative to lean in.

The email said he would arrive at six o'clock, which was unexpectedly early. Fortunately, he arrived early, otherwise she would have to wait here alone for half an hour.

Shiina Mashiro, right? My name is Hanasegawa Chiryu. Chihiro-sensei asked me to pick you up. Let's go.

Hearing the sudden gentle voice mentioning her and her cousin's names, the girl named Mashiro instinctively looked up and forward.

so white!

This was Mashiro's first impression of him.

With the cherry blossoms flying in the background, a handsome young man looked down at her from a high position. The smile on the corner of his mouth softened his cold and stern expression that seemed to be thousands of miles away.

A very clean boy, Mashiro thought.

Let's go, it's only ten minutes away from Sakurasou.

Reaching out to take the suitcase from Mashiro, Qianliu weighed it, not sure what was inside, it was heavy.

Without asking any more questions or even being wary at all, Shiina Mashiro, who was as innocent as a piece of white paper, stood up silently, staring at him quietly with her pure eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

As expected, he was pretty much the same as in his memory. He was a natural idiot.

Normal people would definitely be wary of strangers, but that didn't exist in Mashiro.

Qianliu looked at it for a moment and then looked away. Now was not the time to speak.