Chapter 155 Scumbag Aokiji

"I'm back, Qiong, there are guests here today." Aokiji took off his shoes at the entrance and said loudly to the second floor: "Take some tidying up, we'll have dinner soon."

There was no movement on the second floor, but Aokiji knew that Qiong must have heard it.

Turning his head, Aokiji smiled at Busujima Saeko: "Qiong is a bit afraid of strangers, and her health is not very good. If her attitude towards you is not good, don't misunderstand her."

"Well, is she your biological sister?" Busujima Saeko leaned her arms against the wall and bent down to take off her clogs. The gi outlined the round curves behind her, which was very sexy.

Seeing this scene, Aokiji's eyes widened a bit, and he turned his head hurriedly: "No, she is the child of the uncle and aunt I stayed with, but I have always treated her as my own sister. She should think so too."

"That's right." Busujima Saeko took off her shoes and followed Aoki Tsukasa to the living room.

Listening to the soft creaking sound of Busujima Saeko stepping on the wooden floor behind him, Aokiji shook his head and shook away the alluring sight that he had glimpsed in shock before, and said with a smile: "Senior, sit down first, I'll go and soak it for you." Cup of tea.”

"It's just that my tea can't compare to the tea at my senior's house. I hope I can get used to it." Aokiji asked Busujima Saeko to sit on the sofa and rummaged through the cabinets to find the tea that Kasugano Masao had drunk before.

Busujima Saeko looked at the furnishings in the living room and replied, "Si-kun, you're too polite. I'll just drink warm water."

Aokiji found tea leaves, boiled hot water, and sorted out the ingredients. While sorting them out, he chatted: "By the way, why does Saeko-senpai come to Neon to live alone? I heard that Saeko-senpai's father is abroad. He is a very famous kendo master. If he could directly study in a famous foreign school, wouldn't it be much better than a small place like Yachiyo City? I can also learn kendo directly from my father."

"Oh, if there's any inconvenience, you don't have to tell me." After Aoki asked, he thought that maybe he had something to hide, so he quickly explained.

Busujima Saeko was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly. He sat upright on the sofa, with his back straight and his hands on his knees. He turned to look out the window and said in a calm tone: "There is nothing that can't be said."

"The reason why I live alone in Yachiyo City is because I hate my father." Busujima Saeko turned around, looked at Aokiji who looked a little surprised and smiled: "Did such words come out of my mouth? Does Si Jun feel a little disappointed?"

"But I'm a little surprised." Aokiji took out the tea cup and looked at Busujima Saeko, waiting for her to continue explaining to him.

Busujima Saeko pursed her lips, lowered her head and looked at her hands, and said slowly: "In my father's eyes, maybe I am not his daughter at all. Since I was born, I have just been what he created. It’s just a tool, a tool to pass on the way of the sword.”

"Especially after my brother was born." Busujima Saeko raised her head and showed a gentle smile to Aokiji. The smile made Aokiji feel a little distressed: "It's just that the nature of the tools has changed. , maybe I am a marriage tool in his eyes? Or an insignificant burden? "

"No matter what, to him, as long as I don't do anything to ruin the family's reputation, whether I live or die is meaningless to him."

Busujima Saeko raised his head and sighed: "That's why I hate him, no, or maybe I don't care about him anymore. Living alone is pretty good."

Aokiji always felt that her words were a bit insincere, whether she said she no longer cared about her father or that she lived a good life alone.

Because, when she said these words, Busujima Saeko's expression was filled with sadness and vulnerability that she didn't even notice.

Saeko-senpai is also a miserable person.

Aokiji unconsciously sympathized with her. The rare weak expression on her face seemed to be telling me that I was lonely, which made people feel distressed.

Although it was only for a moment, Aokiji felt that he was right.

"It doesn't matter. From now on, senior will have me as well." Aokiji said with a smile under Busujima Saeko's somewhat surprised gaze: "With me as a friend, senior will not be alone anymore."

"Yeah." Busushima Saeko chuckled twice: "Okay."

The two of them said nothing for a while, and the charming atmosphere made their cheeks slightly red.

The sound of the door opening from upstairs made the two of them look sideways.

Qiong walked downstairs with an expressionless face, and immediately saw Busujima Saeko sitting on the sofa, smiling softly at him, sitting upright and elegant.

A slight nod to Busujima Saeko was taken as a greeting, and Qiong sat down at the dining table with a calm tone.

"Si doesn't want to drink porridge at night." Qiong lay weakly on the table.

Aokiji couldn't help but frowned when he saw her look: "Didn't you eat lunch again? I put the bento next to the microwave?"

"Eat it." Qiong turned his head, not wanting to look at Aokiji's reproachful eyes: "It tastes terrible."

Aokiji let out an embarrassment. Seeing that Busujima Saeko was just sitting on the sofa covering her mouth and laughing, he hurriedly explained: "There is nothing I can do. With so many good things added to the body, it is normal for it to be difficult to maintain the taste. "

"Ugh." Qiong covered his face with his long silver hair and made a somewhat impatient voice.

Aokiji felt a little sorry for her. He himself felt that those things were a bit unpalatable, let alone Qiong.

But there is no other way. With his current pharmacological knowledge, he has racked his brains to come up with some symptomatic maintenance foods. It is really not easy to ensure the taste.

"But there is something delicious tonight, Chinese hot pot." Aokiji took out the mandarin duck pot that he had bought a long time ago from home and placed it on the table.

Qiong was obviously very interested in this novel pot, and he raised his head and looked at it for a long time.

"Is it the spicy kind?" Qiong's eyes seemed to be shining.

Aokiji said in embarrassment: "Well, it should be clear soup on one side and spicy hot pot on the other. However, Qiong should eat less spicy food, it is too irritating to the heart and body."

"Oh." Qiong nodded in agreement, but obviously didn't take it to heart. He sat on the chair and shook his feet in anticipation: "Hurry up, Si."

"Okay, okay." Aokiji smiled and started to deal with the things in his hands.

While tidying up, he looked at Busujima Saeko sitting on the sofa. Aokiji was afraid that she would be bored, so he said, "Qiong, this is my friend, Busujima Saeko-senpai."

"Oh." Kasugano heard the implication of Aokiji's words, turned his head reluctantly, and said softly to Busujima Saeko: "Hello, I am Kasugano."

"Hello, I am Busujima Saeko." Busujima Saeko looked at Qiong and said softly: "Kasugano-san is so cute. I wish I had such a cute sister."

Kasugano Qiong replied casually: "Bujima-senpai is also very beautiful."

After saying that, there was no more content.

Looking at this scene, Aokiji had no choice but to continue to calm down the atmosphere: "Senior Saeko is a very strong female swordsman. When you get better, how about learning swordsmanship with her?"

Qiong replied with two concise and clear words without expression: "No."

"Then I'll teach you?" Aokiji smiled bitterly and put the base ingredients into the hot pot.

Qiong's fingers tapped the table rhythmically: "You can consider it."

"Three of you training together?"

"don't want."

Looking at Qiong's appearance, Busujima Saeko smiled thoughtfully.

Qiong secretly glanced at Busujima Saeko from time to time, and every time he could only see her soft smile, and for some reason, he felt very uncomfortable.

Si, this annoying guy.

Qiong looked at Aoki Si busy preparing dinner, and couldn't help but puffed up his mouth.

It's Teruhashi Shinmei again, and it's Busujima Saeko again.

Is Si going to become a scumbag?

Qiong frowned slightly, always feeling that his situation was not optimistic.

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PS: Besides, I’m short and weak, so I won’t update it three times! ! ! I'm so tired every day that my kidneys are empty, but you guys are so cruel, and you even have a trumpet spraying me, blah blah blah.