My sister can't be Ayase Little Angel

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Ryunosuke, who was sitting behind them and reading, shook his head, got up and took the cookies that Yukoshita had just baked, and ate again.

But let alone, there are three cookies, and I am really thirsty.

Xuexia lay helplessly on the operating table, with a lot of flour on his body: "Why, why can you make such a mistake?"

She was already exhausted physically and mentally. After all, standing for an hour or two was very tired, not to mention having to do things.

Yubihama on the side scratched his face between his index fingers, and looked to the other side awkwardly: "That..."

Yukoshita felt that she had no choice but to think that Ryunosuke still had the foresight, so Yubihama recorded the video.

In this way, she can practice according to the video when she goes back.

[It’s not too early now, why don’t we just end like this?] Xuexia thought so.

But she immediately put aside such thoughts, she would not do things that are weak and avoid.

Since accepting the commission, the principal must leave with satisfaction.

Yukoshita lifted up from the console, turned his head and looked at Ryunosuke sitting behind his ass: "..."

Being stared at with some help-seeking gaze under Yukoshita, Ryunosuke also looked up at her.

Seeing Xuexia's face stained with some flour, Ryunosuke was a little embarrassed and couldn't help but said, "Right cheek, there is flour here."

Yukinoshita wiped according to Ryunosuke's instructions, and asked with some exhaustion, "What should I do now?"

Ryunosuke took a deep breath. After all, he had eaten three plates of cookies baked by Yukoshita, and it was not good to do nothing.

He gave Yukoshita a relieved look, and then said to Yubihama:

"I have three strategies, which one do you want to listen to?"

"Huh?!" Yubihama looked at Ryunosuke in surprise, "Is there actually three ways?"

A trace of puzzlement and expectation flashed in Xuexia's eyes, staring at Ryunosuke as well.

Ryu Zhisuke put down the book, ate the cookies and said, "Now, which one do you want to listen to?"

"Eumm..." Yubihama thought for a while before saying, "Then just talk about the middle strategy. I watched this kind of plot on TV, and finally adopted the middle strategy."

Long Zhisuke smiled, "Then why don't you ask which one do you want to choose?" Yubihama's expression moved, and he glanced at Axue, who was staring at him seriously.

She touched the back of her head and smiled and said, "Sorry, sorry, I'm always like this... Actually, I want to hear it all, just because I'm afraid to trouble you..."

Long Zhisuke shook his head disapprovingly, saying that it was OK: "Then let me talk about the best policy first.

The purpose of making cookies is to give to friends and take the opportunity to express your feelings, right?"

Yubihama quietly glanced at Yukinoshita, and when she saw that she was looking at Ryunosuke, he nodded, "Yes."

Ryunosuke licked some dry lips and said, "Well, that's very simple.

You don’t need to make any delicious cookies, as long as they are not poisonous.

Because as long as you can express your mind, won't your goal be achieved?"

Yubihama joined his palms together, and suddenly said: "Yes, the military division's statement is reasonable, as long as it can be imported, it doesn't have to be so delicious.

On the contrary, if you don't do a good job, you can show your heart more, right?"

Xuexia lightly held his forehead and sighed. According to her temperament, this kind of compromise is absolutely not allowed, but it makes sense.

Yubihama then said excitedly: "What about the middle policy? What is the middle policy?"

Long Zhisuke ate another cookie with a smile: "It is Thursday afternoon, and tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday. The day after tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are weekends.

Do you have three days. According to the video you recorded and practice hard during this period, can you not make it delicious?

As long as you work hard and a cookie, there is no possibility of failure."

Yubihama nodded: "This, um, it is indeed a way, what about the bad idea?"

Long Zhisuke smiled without saying a word, and shook his head.

Seeing this, Yubihama was silent for a while, then smiled relievedly:

"Forget it, anyway, these two methods can solve the problem, so I won't bother you."

Seeing Ryunosuke finished speaking, Yukinoshita also handed a bowl of water, eum...no cup.

Long Zhisuke moistened his throat and felt a lot more comfortable.

He glanced at the watch hanging above the blackboard, it was late.

Because Xuexia made the cookies while explaining it, plus the preparation time, although he only did it three times, it was almost 5:30 in the afternoon.

Ryunosuke also suggested along the way: "It's late, Yubihama, go back to buy the raw materials earlier, and try to make them at night."

"Yeah." Yubihama shook his fist with confidence.

...

After that, Yubihama and Yukoshita cleaned up the things on the console.

Originally, Yukoshita was planning to dump Yubihama's black charcoal into the trash can.

But Yubihama pouted and snatched it over, saying that he took it home to feed his dog.

Long Zhijie smiled upon hearing this, this dog is really fate.

The classroom was cleaned, things returned to their place, and the three of them separated at the door of the home economics classroom.

Ryunosuke took the cookies baked under Yukoshita and walked with her to the ministry, while Yubihama went home alone.

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After returning to the Ministry of Service, Ryunosuke considered that he would go home for dinner, so he proposed that the club activities end here.

Xuexia nodded, and put away his hand bag.

Ryunosuke only had a book and a bag of cookies, so he sat in a chair and looked at the reddish sky outside the window, and yawned again.

When Yukoshita cleaned up, Ryunosuke locked the door of the ministry and walked downstairs with her.

...

It's just that Xuexia was carrying his schoolbag and looked down slightly, as if thinking about something.

Ryunosuke couldn't help but went downstairs and asked, "What's wrong? Yukino, are you still worried about Yubihama?"

Xuexia nodded: "For this reason, after all, making cookies is just the beginning. Whether she can say what she wants to say is the key."

Of course, Ryunosuke, who knew the plot, didn't care, and was a little relieved Yukoshita:

"No problem, I don't really like Yubihama even though he looks like this now.

But her bravery and decisiveness does make me a little appreciative. With you as her friend, she will gradually get better in the future."

"I hope so." Xuexia nodded, and then she glanced at Ryunosuke, "What's the next move?"

Ryunosuke was taken aback, and said, "The next step is to go back to the Ministry of Service and let Yuihama make cookies by himself according to the video.

After all, someone is next to her, and she is burdened with trust and expectation, which will make her unable to let go of it."A kiss novel www.qinxs.com

Xuexia nodded slightly: "Well, I didn't think about this, it put too much pressure on her."

Long Zhisuke smiled: "It doesn't matter, I am also the deputy minister of the Ministry of Service, as long as the two of us can work together to solve the problem.

If you meet someone who is not good at it, it is also very interesting to help each other and overcome difficulties?"

Xuexia slightly staggered his gaze, and his voice remained calm: "Well, it makes sense."

Then Ryunosuke was silent for a while, and found another topic: "By the way, Yukino, didn't you read the first volume of my novel? How?"

"Huh?" Xuexia gave him a strange look. "Didn't I tell you?"

Ryunosuke blinked: "No? Well, let's say it again."

"There are no errors in the grammar, no typos, and the plot is relatively smooth.

It also reflects the social phenomenon of middle school students...Secondary two, let me know a lot of things I don't know, and see the world of ordinary people.

eumm...a bit interesting, more suitable for pastime."

Long Zhisuke touched his head. This kind of comment is a bit like commenting on a traditional novel: "Well, isn't this what you said the day you read the novel?"

Yukoshita glanced at him strangely again: "The quality of a book cannot be evaluated after reading it. You can know the author's level by reading the previous paragraph."

"Uh..." Long Zhisuke wanted to say that for a light novel with millions of times, it may be slow, it may be unfinished, or it may be strange.

But he still shook his head and didn't mention this: "Well, you are right, do you want to watch the following plot? It's all right up to the sixth volume."

Xuexia groaned for a moment: "Yes, but I don't guarantee when I will finish it. I will only watch it when I am relaxing."

A smile appeared on Long Zhisuke's face: "What are you talking about, Yukino, this is for recreation, not books for learning, you can do whatever you want."

He paused and said, "Actually, if you want to understand the hearts of ordinary people, you can also read light novels.

Since everyone likes to watch it, it is natural that some of these things can resonate, and that can resonate is naturally a deep thought in my heart.

So..."

Yukoshita chuckled slightly, with a slight smile in his eyes: "Thank you for thinking about me. Actually, I have the same meaning."

Long Zhisuke smiled and nodded: "Then, I recommend it to you?"

Xuexia naturally did not refuse.

But after a few more steps, her lips moved slightly, and after hesitating, she still said, "That, Ryunosuke, are you also suffering from secondary disease?"

A sudden sentence made Ryunosuke's smile stop: "This..."

Xuexia looked at him and said carefully: "After all, it's not the second disease, how can you write such a plot?"

Long Zhisuke did not answer for the time being, but instead asked: "Then if I had a second-degree illness, would you be disappointed?"

"No," Yukoshita said plainly, "You should be like the master of the novel. After entering school, you will graduate from Secondary Two."

Long Zhisuke rubbed his fingers: "How can I put it? Did I have a second-degree illness, maybe not, but I also passed second-degree..."

Yukinoshita looked at the somewhat incoherent Ryunosuke, and chuckled, "It really is your dark history, otherwise you won't be so nervous."

Long Zhisuke smiled dryly: "Well, I just don't know how to say it."

With a smile at the corner of Xuexia's mouth, "Is the second and second illness different?"

"Uh..." Long Zhisuke groaned for a moment, "Secondary 2 is nothing, but it's not good when it's sick.

Generally speaking, the second form is derived from the worship and imitation behavior of young people after watching some works.

For example, watching Ultraman, imitating the protagonist to transform and fight monsters, this is considered secondary.

If it is a good work, it will have a good impact on people, and vice versa.

But when they realize that reality is different from fantasy, some people will pass away with a smile, and some will choose another way to pursue their fantasy.

But some, because they couldn't accept it for various reasons, they stayed in their fantasy world and refused to move forward.

Of course, this is also good or bad..."

Long Zhisuke thought of the second disease of the black cat: "I have a friend who is also a second disease for various reasons.

But her condition is like a faint that is overly self-protective, and it is also a self-protection behavior.

She drew comfort from various light novels, tided over the difficulties, and maintained a relatively optimistic state.

As long as she gets rid of the predicament, she can get rid of secondary disease at any time and become just a secondary...

The bad kind is avoidance, just like delusion, it may harm your mental health and encounter various real misfortunes.

In summary, the second disease is a social phenomenon with the characteristics of the times. There are pros and cons, depending on the choice."

Seeing Ryunosuke finished speaking, Yukinoshita let out a sigh of relief, "That's it..."

After finishing speaking, Long Zhisuke said to her with a little embarrassment: "Sorry, is it too complicated?"

Xuexia's mouth curled slightly: "Don't underestimate me, I can still understand this."

Long Zhisuke nodded, but fortunately Xuexia understood.

Or become a dating rookie who talks about esoteric issues and ignores the woman's feelings.

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During the conversation, Ryunosuke and Xuexia also walked from the sixth floor to the first floor.

Yukinoshita looked at the light from the front door, but suddenly stopped, and almost forgot to chat with Ryunosuke.

You can't drag it any longer, you'll get out of this building any longer.

On the campus outside, I will meet many people.

There are naturally more people walking on the street.

Ryunosuke looked at Xuexia who stopped walking strangely: "What's the matter, didn't you bring anything?"

Yukinoshita shook his head slightly, missing Ryunosuke's gaze slightly.

Up to now, she was still a little embarrassed, but she thought, her hands were not slow.

Xuexia took out a rectangular object wrapped in blue and white furoshiki from her handbag.

Then she handed it to Long Zhisuke, staring into his eyes and said, "Although it may be too late now.

You... didn't you say you want to come to my house to try my craft?This is the bento I prepared for you today."

She said that she pressed her lower lip lightly. She wanted to give Ryunosuke at noon, but the text message was hesitantly not sent.

Ryunosuke took the bento box unexpectedly, weighed it in his hand, it was full of weight, and it seemed to have bothered.

He was really a little happy in his heart. It was the first time that a girl gave him a bento:

"Thank you, Yukino, I will taste it with my heart."

After Xuexia delivered the package, he didn't dare to look at Ryuujisuke directly, so he took the lead to leave: "Well, you won't be disappointed."

Ryunosuke looked at Xuexia's back and ran after him with a smile.

For the first time in Xuexia's life... a bento with love, he accepted it.