April 8, spring.

On Sunday, the weather was particularly clear.

"Why do you have to work on Sunday..."

Listening to the nagging complaints from my sister in the past year outside the crack of the door, Qianhara rubbed her sleepy eyes, lifted the quilt that had become much thinner, and sat up.

The sun was shining outside the window, and it slipped into the house through the gaps covered by the curtains, becoming the only source of lighting.

“Ahhh—”

The boy yawned, tilted his head, covered his face, and waited for a moment to wake up a little.

Yes, why do you have to go to work again?

Miss the holiday time.

"Yuan Bao, are you awake? If I don't move, I'll come in~"

"If you want to come in, you'll do whatever you want, I'm wearing all my clothes anyway." He looked straight at the simple ceiling, but seemed to see higher blue sky and white clouds.

The volume is very light, and the tone is like clouds in the sky, without any emotional color.

From a certain perspective, Zhuda Cai Meow felt a little scary inexplicably.

Maybe it's because I'm afraid of getting up.

Have a long breath.

The boy pulled out a piece of tissue box on the bedside table, wiped his eyes, and murmured: "Zhuda, you woke up so early today..."

In the past, I used to go to kill the deadly call to wake her up, but why did it happen the opposite today?

"There's no way. I'm so excited when I think that Yuan Bao will become the chef who can order orders again today." The girl raised her chin proudly.

Qianhara, who was still sleepy all night, patted her cheek lightly, and was still in a daze. She only asked subconsciously: "What do you want to eat for breakfast?"

"How about Tamakoyaki?"

"OK."

Put on slippers and open the door.

The young sister outside the door hugged her arms and looked straight at the boy in the bedroom.

[His short hair is still messy, and his slender figure is wrapped in loose bright yellow pajamas, making him look even more delicate. It is hard to imagine that such a young body actually bears the burden of a family.]

【Skin is crystal clear, delicate face, long eyelashes are like crescent moons, and the dark eyes are obviously tired and sleepy, like a group of silver-scale fish wandering aimlessly in the dark night.】

Zhuda Caimao looked at the boy and blinked.

Qianhara glanced back half-squinted.

"top!"

The girl stared at the collarbone position with her eyes tightly, and she unconsciously exclaimed, took a photo as a souvenir, and then tweeted her to show off her brother's arrogance.

I usually dress like this, so why is this tempting look that I haven’t woken up today?

"Don't get mad." The boy opened his eyes and reminded him.

"There's no way, I've been waiting for too long." Nian Shang's sister spread her palms and said helplessly.

Unhappy, she signaled her back to the sofa in the living room with her eyes. Qianhara pushed open the door of the bathroom to prepare to wash.

But for a moment, Nian Shang's sister became anxious again.

"It's so slow~" she couldn't help but urge.

"It's only ten minutes later." Qianhara, who was washing up, said vaguely. He now had a toothbrush in his mouth, holding the handle of the toothbrush with his slender fingers, and was slowly cleaning his teeth.

Zhuda Caimao glanced at her phone.

It's true.

But these ten minutes felt like it was about the same length as two hours.

Today’s breakfast was a yuzi roast with just-heated milk.

The taste is very good, after all, it is made by lv.5's cooking superpowers.

Zhuda Cai Meow touched her belly and remembered the dinner gift package of the younger brother in front of her. She felt her tongue dry and she had an illusion of getting angry.

The fried food is delicious, but it also has the possibility of gaining weight.

"I'm a little tempted to change the menu..." Zhuda Caimao looked distressed.

"It's easy to say for dinner. I just finished lunch bento. If I want to change, I will kill you immediately." Chihara frowned.

"Um..." Zhuda scratched her head in annoyance, "But these stacks made me carry several lunch boxes over?"

"Who told you to eat so much at once..." Qianyuan gave her a look.

"Preparing less, it's a trial product anyway, just grabbing every bit." Zhuda Caimao said as she quietly raised her eyes from the bento box full of tables, her tone was erratic.

After all, there is no chance of failure, so you don’t have to eat them all against your conscience.

There is also another benefit.

You won't be snatched by the young master Mizukura who is particularly good at pretending to be cute.

...

As usual, he hummed a little song, went downstairs and rode on a good friend, opened the Tokyo map in his mind, and walked through the streets and alleys. It wasn't a boast, he was familiar with the road now, and he was very stable when he was a taxi driver.

Sister Jiang let go of her arms, the girl who jumped off the bicycle habitually tied her hair, then turned around and waved.

"See you in the evening, Yuan Bao."

"Can you stop calling that? It's a bit disgusting..."

"Shy?" the girl asked with a smile, tilted her head.

“…”

Then Zhuda Caimao's ears keenly captured a "crying" sound like a cat.

There is no doubt that it can be seen with your eyes that this is the sound of my brother clenching his fists.

So the younger sister was very cognizable and didn't dare to talk anymore, so she ran into the tram platform happily.

Early Sunday morning, there were fewer pedestrians on the road than on weekdays. After all, some companies were reluctant to pay overtime and even needed to apply to work overtime. There were also real laws that limited the duration of overtime. So the livestock who had been busy for a week finally had a good rest at home today.

Some shops that are not considered bustling small streets will basically not open on Sundays and some holidays.

I am pitiful to Mr. Chihara, who has to get up early to work with such a small amount of wages.

In the park, the streets and even some scenic spots, accompanied by the spring breeze, the light red cherry blossoms of flowers and leaves will fill your eyes. The long wind from afar sends them away from the branches, through the flock of flowers and trees, through the crowds of shoulder-to-shoulder crowds, the dust is stained with fragrance and tenderness.

I rode a bicycle along the road and was woken up by my younger sister earlier than usual. I could commute leisurely. I stopped and took a few photos of the wind blowing cherry blossoms and posted them on Twitter.

When Chihara arrived at the recording studio of the animation "My Sister Must Belong to Be", there were only a few voice actors in the entire lounge.

It’s not that everyone hasn’t come yet, but that there are not many voice actors needed for this episode today. Apart from the male lead, there are only a few voice actors in three or three.

There is no character like Zhuda Cai Meow.

It also does not include Shimada Nobunaga, who plays the male protagonist's biological father.

Good thing!

"Good morning, Chihara kun."

"Good morning."

Say hello to the staff who are 100% dedicated and professional smiley face.

Immediately, the light was closed at the speed of the time, and the boy who had half squinted his eyelids into the rest room swept across the corner. The Feng Shui treasure land that belonged to him in the past was now occupied by the morning yao weaving with a sleepy face.

He frowned inadvertently, turned his gaze elsewhere, but could not find a satisfactory position.

The idea of ​​moving a place was shattered.

Annoyed, destroy it.

He was also so sleepy that he pinched a milk candy from his pocket, unpacked it, stuffed it into his mouth, and sat down, separated from the morning Saori.

Open the book and prepare to read it.

Yu Guang noticed that there was a senior who came. Before he could look up, he said hello casually.

"Good morning."

The voice was a little dumb.

Qianyuan, who heard the sound, looked at her, her face no longer as rosy as before, with a slightly sickly pale look, and she looked very unspirited.

"Good morning."

The girl shook her body as if she was frightened. She suddenly looked up and looked at the boy in surprise, her lips twitching, but she didn't say anything.

"What's wrong?"

"No... nothing."
To be continued...