My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

"Name?"

He held the girl's shoulders slightly, and the corners of her skirt fluttered in her low exclamation.

"Just call me Ernie Sauce..."

"Really faceless, this person..."

He did not hear the whispering sound from his mouth, and he held the rope tightly with both hands: "I heard my mother say, isn't it a toad?"

There was a subtle hum in my head.

Youxi, are you laughing?

[No, I just choked on my saliva, please don't care.

For the three-no girl who is getting darker, he feels reluctant and joyful, so he is also in a good mood, not caring about the ridicule of the guy on the swing: "Give me to remember the kid firmly, remember it for a lifetime Now! Biqigu-not a toad!"

(The first half of the pronunciation of Higiya is the same as the first half of the common name of frog in Japanese.)

The girl with her feet dangling on the swing stiffened, and then she shook happily again.

He paused, he seemed to think of something bad and frowned slightly: "Hey! Why do you know my fourth grade nickname?"

I have really been given such a terrible nickname!

Better than penguins and toads!

Although they are all chordates, penguins are better than toads in terms of appearance and preciousness.

Penguins are super cute, and only Ouyang Feng would think of toads...

[Alternatively-put on sunglasses and touched her dumb hair and told her, "I am the dumb star who saves the earth"; took out a notebook and announced with a sneer that he was the Kamisa of the new world. Then write down Tsurumi Rumi's name; calmly tell the other party that you are a toad... Please choose.

...Choose your sister!

Youxi, you are really enough!

If you feel bored, you can read books. Anyway, it's just a connection of consciousness. You must still sit in the department of SOS that should be demolished long ago, right?

[Almost finished.

The faint girl's voice in her mind rang, and her tone was a little curious: [Do you think I have a younger sister?

"No, it's not..."

He took a deep breath and told himself that he needed to calm down: "Could it be that you really have a sister?"

[...Ko Nagato Yuxi?"

"..."

The boy didn't want to talk to her anymore. He looked at the kid in front of him seriously, and his voice was slightly low: "It's Higiya Hachiman."

"Oh, Yawata—oh!"

The young man couldn't bear it, and slapped her on the head: "You are trying to find the difference, right? Are you polite? Call me by name? Think about what you should call me?"

Liumei clutched her little head, and whispered pitifully, "It hurts, it hurts..."

Hachiman walked around in front of her, rubbing his hands on the soft long hair: "Hey, do you understand the principle of respecting the teacher?"

The little girl raised her head and glared at him: "You called my mother a fat woman last time!"

"Wrong! It's a fat woman! It's completely different whether there is any childization! The former is a scornful name, and the latter is a nickname, completely different!"

The gentleman Biqigu, who likes to find all kinds of truths for himself, is very reasonable: "Call me Ooni sauce obediently! Little Liumei!"

"Don't even think about—"

Where can a proud girl be fooled, stubbornly guarding her head, for fear that he will beat herself again, and still not forget to mock her: "If you have the ability, go and call my mother again! Just call your fat lady once! "

[Dip——Please choose: in order to set a brave example for the child, agree to her request; in order to set a shameless example to the child, agree to her request and then sell her...]

Youxi, you are good at playing now!

[The information integration mindset gives the above choices based on your past style, so please don't throw the pot casually.

I feel that Yuxi is getting darker now.

not at all!

You will be rewarded after you make an option, right?

depend on mood……

Does this still need to be selected, I said?

The whispered boy coughed, stroked Liumei's little head, and looked directly at those eyes that covered the fragility with an indifferent appearance, and his expressions were so gentle that if Aizaka Oka and Katsura Kotaro could see how far they would hide.

"Look, see what?"

The little girl dodged her eyes and squinted her face: "...you call me? Call me if you have the ability!"

...... This kind of statement feels so ambiguous.

[Hmm... There are some 18 banned books of this kind of lines in the department, which Ryoko put in.

Tsk, that woman Ryoko Asakura...

[Ryoko is very nice, don’t black her out, probably...]

For a girl like Asakura Ryoko, an information integration terminal similar to Yuki, who can give you a knife while talking with a smile, he has always stayed away.

"Okay! I'll just call! But since you beat me last time, you must call first this time!"

Liu Mei's bulging cheeks slumped suddenly, eh, eh, he looked so hesitant.

"Tsk, coward, it's the same as before!"

"Who said that? Who in the class dares to bully me now?"

Hachiman was slightly surprised: "I remember you said that some girls in your class still slandered you? Did you really find someone to clean them up?"

The girl sneered indifferently: "There are only two kinds of people who denigrate me, men who can’t chase me and women who are inferior to me, and the useless men who only have long tongues don’t need to ignore them. As for women...huh, I just spilled a bottle of ink. It's on her face."

"Who did you learn these things from?"

"It's the fat woman you said."