I'm tired, break up

Isshiki Yu, who tidied herself up, was the only person standing in the living room of Isshiki's house.

She has been standing there for almost 10 minutes.

It's not that the girl doesn't want to sit down, but the sofa has already been occupied by two disgusting stinky men and an even more disgusting folding shogi board.Yishishiyu was wearing a freshly laundered school uniform, so she couldn't just sit on the ground.

"Father, it's time to stop having fun." Yi Caiyu bent down and rubbed her calf, reminding her in a heavy tone, "Breakfast is coming soon, won't you help mom?"

Mr. Isshiki sat cross-legged on the sofa. He was staring at the chess game in front of him, frowning tightly. He was not interested in responding to his daughter's greeting, but he said perfunctorily without looking back: "Hasn't breakfast started yet? Yes, I am a patient."

"Hmmmm——" the girl puffed up her face quite dissatisfied, she gave Mr. Ishiki a hard look, then turned her gaze to Fujiwara Yuki on the other side, and called coquettishly: "Senior"

"It's just a guest." Before Fujiwara Yuki had time to respond, Mr. Isshiki blocked his daughter back first. "Be polite, Iroha."

Yi Caiyu's face completely darkened, she silently moved behind her father, pressed her throat, and coughed lightly.

Hearing the abnormal noise, Fujiwara Yuki raised his head.

Then, directly above the head that Mr. Isshiki couldn't notice, the eyes of the boy and the girl met.

Under the gaze of the emperor penguin, Yi Caiyu first made an expression of grievance and wiping away tears, then pointed to the back of his father's head from the air, and finally tilted his head and clapped his hands together to show his cuteness to his seniors. After the whole process, Yi Caiyu Without making a single sound, he is simply a genius mime actor.

Isshiroyu didn't speak, and Fujiwara Yuki also remained silent. He quietly watched all the girls' performances, and finally nodded.

Then, he took a picture of his "flying car".

"This"

Isshiroyu couldn't understand shogi, but she was undoubtedly a smart girl, just listening to the voice was enough for her to guess the whole truth: her father had been forced into an extremely embarrassing situation by the scumbag seniors.

——Hehehe, stupid dad!Do you really think that senior is on your side?

Yi Caiyu was secretly complacent, but after the complacency, the girl couldn't help being a little shy: Has the tacit understanding between herself and the scumbag senior reached the level of communication without words?

"Xiao Zhi! Come and help me!" At this moment, a woman's cry for help came from the direction of the kitchen. "I obviously followed your recipe, but why is the umami of the miso soup still not enough?"

Hearing this, Fujiwara Tsuki paused, he raised his head and looked to the other side of the chessboard.

At the end of Fujiwara Shiki's line of sight, Mr. Isshiki, who was extremely entangled, suddenly relaxed his eyebrows and eyes. He sighed pretendingly, threw away the chess piece at his fingertips, and reached out to mess up the whole chess game.

"When you are at home, you must listen to what your mother says. Zhi, what do you think of this sentence?"

"If this 'mother' refers to Mrs. Isshiki, I agree with you [-]%." ​​Fujiwara Shiki nodded, and added at the moment the man smiled: "But, uncle, the chess game just now I should have won"

"Long-winded!" The man's eyebrows trembled, he spread his five fingers to press the chessboard, and at the same time yelled, "Since you agree with me, why don't you go to the kitchen to help!?"

Fujiwara stood up, and Yi Caiyu quickly sat on the seat of the scumbag senior. The girl watched the emperor penguin Shi Shiran get up and walk into the kitchen, and then glanced at the old man who was humming a little tune to clean up the chessboard. A question suddenly popped up in her mind:

Who is the child of the Isshiki family?

"Senior, you're not actually a human, are you?"

On the way to school, Yishiyu asked suddenly.

"Why did Iroha come up with such a whimsical idea?" Fujiwara Yuki turned his head.

"Because it's scary. Even two or three days ago, my father hated you so much, senior, but now when he mentions you, he has an expression of 'Fujiwara Yuki? Oh! That's one of my little brothers'." Yi Shiroyu Looking around like a puppy, Fujiwara Yuki. "Is this really something humans can do? Senior, you are actually a demon, right? Possesses the magic to manipulate people's hearts!"

Fujiwara Yuki's expression remained the same, he let Kazuki Ha look at him, and even slowed down quietly to match her rhythm of action.

"I'm not a demon." Fujiwara Yuki said, "Besides, it's not difficult to have a good relationship with Uncle and Mrs. Isshiki."

"Really?" Yishiroyu showed a skeptical expression.

"It's just the right medicine." Fujiwara Zhi said lightly, "Uncle, he hates me because he is worried that I will hurt you."

"So what did you do, senior? Did you pretend to be that timid traditional Japanese herbivorous man in front of Dad?"

"Of course not, I have always disdain to use the tactic of giving the initiative to the opponent." Fujiwara said: "I did some simple investigations, and finally found a piece of history in the high school history that Mr. Isshiki once read. Brief news—Iroha, your father won a shogi tournament held in Chiba when he was in high school."

"Huh?" Yi Seyu blinked in confusion.

"Then I asked Chiba's transportation department to do a little verification based on this clue, and then I found that Mr. Isshiki had not given up on shogi. Even now, he often sneaks out and hangs around in Chiba. There are large and small shogi halls in various places."

"Can this be called simple and insignificant? Senior, you almost found out the color of Dad's underwear!" Yi Caiyu couldn't help complaining.

"Based on this information, when I went to see your father, in addition to the special snacks for greetings, I also brought a shogi board." Fujiwara pushed his glasses. "The strategy was very successful. I successfully made Mr. Isshiki think that I am a shogi enthusiast. I got close to you because I admire him and want to learn his shogi skills."

"Speaking of learning shogi, senior, you just cruelly bullied Dad on the chessboard, won't you reveal your truth?"

"It doesn't matter, I have properly demonstrated my progress in shogi before this." Fujiwara Zhi calmly replied: "I found out when I was in the ward. Mr. Isshiki has heard of me and knows me. There will be no doubt about his reputation as a child prodigy."

Yi Caiyu was speechless, this emperor penguin was watertight, and finally she could only widen her eyes and say, "Senior, you even lied to my father!?"

"Why can't I lie to him?" Fujiwara Zhi asked back, "I like you, not your father."

Yi Caiyu's heart beat violently, she quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then smiled.

"Senior, straight balls, this kind of offensive is useless to Iroha."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Yi Caiyu slapped herself in the bottom of her heart.

——Why are you so shy! ?A feather of one color!Hurry up and talk!

Sure enough, Fujiwara Zhi noticed the abnormal pause, and he pushed his glasses.

"Since my offensive is useless, why is your voice trembling, Iroha?"

"It's not trembling!" Yi Caiyu's voice suddenly rose, and she unconsciously raised her volume, as if denying something and said loudly: "Yes, it's an itchy throat!"

Fujiwara Yuki stared at Isiroyu's face for a while, then said, "Stretch out your hand."

"What, what?"

Yishiyu shrank his neck, but obediently stretched out his right hand.

"Senior, let me tell you, if you dare to hit my palm, I'll tell you." Before Yi Caiyu could finish speaking, he felt something in his palm.

She looked down and saw that there was an extra piece of candy in her palm, which was wrapped in light blue plastic paper. She took a colorful feather to her nose and sniffed it, smelling the cool mint aroma.

Then, there was a calm confession sounded in the ears.

"If you have a sore throat, eat some mints."

Isshiroba raised his head in surprise, but Fujiwara Yuki had already bypassed her and walked to the front.

The girl trotted after the god penguin, she hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help asking: "Senior, do you believe it?"

"What?" Fujiwara Yuki didn't look back.

"That's what I just said about my itchy throat"

"Of course I don't believe it." Fujiwara Shiki still didn't turn his head, only his voice floated over faintly. "But you can't let the girls you care about get off the stage, can you?"

Yi Shiroyu was taken aback, and after a long time, she gave a low "Oh", tore off the plastic paper and stuffed the mint candy into her mouth, then took two quick steps, and grabbed the corner of Fujiwara Yuki's clothes.