Chapter 247

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fujiwara Chika wrapped herself in a towel, immediately got out of the bathtub, and hurriedly put on a bathrobe.

She thought to herself that it was a disaster; Moeha had barged in without a word and without her permission, and even went to pick up her phone.

"You......"

"Fujiwara-san's younger sister?"

Kitakami Yoru regained his senses and sat up straight on the bed.

"Moeha, give the phone back to me quickly."

Regardless of her wet body, Fujiwara Chika hurriedly put on a loose bathrobe and rushed over.

"Onee-san, you were video chatting with Kitakami-senpai in the bathroom, and you were taking a bath?!"

Fujiwara Moeha took the initiative to hand the phone to Fujiwara Chika, their eyes meeting in shock.

It was hard not to think the wrong way!

"Oh my, it's all your fault, all your fault...."

"It's not what you're thinking."

Fujiwara Chika took the phone and immediately began to explain to Fujiwara Moeha, who had a strange expression, without paying attention to Kitakami Yoru's side.

"Onee-san......"

Fujiwara Moeha narrowed her eyes slightly; the more she explained, the less she believed:

"You must be hiding something from me; have you guys progressed to the point of making video calls in the bathroom?"

"It's not like that, Moeha!"

Fujiwara Chika associated it with other places, her face flushed red as she explained, while lifting the phone.

"Are you okay, Fujiwara-san, just now?"

Kitakami Yoru's expression was a bit strange.

"I'm fine, it's just that Moeha suddenly came in and gave me a fright."

Fujiwara Chika smiled in shame and anger, and gave Fujiwara Moeha a white look in anger.

"Then I'll hang up the phone first, bye-bye."

After Kitakami Yoru replied, he hung up directly.

Just now......

"Is he my brother-in-law?"

"Onee-san, are you guys dating?"

After the call was hung up by Kitakami Yoru, Fujiwara Moeha asked curiously, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at Fujiwara Chika.

"Moeha, you....."

Suddenly asked by her younger sister, Fujiwara Chika, who was already in a complicated and shy mood, was directly stunned.

This reaction.

Made Fujiwara Moeha even more certain of this fact; she leaned her face in quickly, as if she wanted to force Fujiwara Chika to answer!

Curious about how her older sister would answer?

3: He really is my brother-in-law

The next day, the cool autumn breeze blew across the nearly bare cherry blossom trees.

The beautiful and delicate girl of spring had already aged into a middle-aged woman.

Early morning, first thing in the morning.

The alarm clock at the head of Fujiwara Chika's bed rang, and Fujiwara Chika, with pink hair under the covers, twitched her eyebrows and opened her eyes.

"Ha~"

Yawning a big yawn, Fujiwara Chika squinted her eyes hard and lay flat for a few minutes.

Shaking off her sleepiness, she regained her clarity, lifted the sky-blue thin quilt, and turned to get out of bed.

She was wearing high-end silk pajamas, loose and baggy, and the buttons weren't even fastened.

"Ha~ so sleepy~"

"It's all Moeha's fault; she barged in suddenly last night while I was taking a bath without my permission."

Fujiwara Chika folded the quilt, muttering and complaining in her mouth.

This wasn't the key point.

What Fujiwara Chika was worried about was whether she had accidentally let Kitakami Yoru see her at that time.

After all, when Fujiwara Moeha picked up her phone, she fiddled with it, and the camera happened to sweep past her soaking in the bathtub.

After tidying up the bed, Fujiwara Chika went to wash up and have breakfast.

"Morning, Onee-san."

Fujiwara Moeha came downstairs in her pajamas, walked straight past Fujiwara Chika, and opened the refrigerator.

"Morning."

Fujiwara Chika was eating breakfast while taking the time to send a message to Kitakami Yoru.

She explained the events of last night slightly.

Taking a bottle of fresh milk out of the refrigerator, Fujiwara Moeha tried hard to stand on tiptoe, poked her head out, and stretched her neck to peek.

The muscles on her face were stretched because of this, and her expression was a bit funny and ridiculous.

"Onee-san, are you messaging my brother-in-law?"

Fujiwara Moeha vaguely saw Fujiwara Chika's phone screen page; it was LINE.

"Yeah....."

Fujiwara Chika nodded subconsciously, chewing bread in her mouth, her free hand picking up the milk to take a sip.

Fujiwara Chika, whose attention was completely focused on Kitakami Yoru and whose eyes wished they could be glued to the phone screen, didn't react or notice at all.

"Ah? Really?"

On the contrary, Fujiwara Moeha exclaimed in surprise.

Clearly, she had been desperately denying yesterday that she wasn't dating Kitakami Yoru!

Just ordinary friends, the relationship was completely not what I imagined......

Tee-hee-hee.....

She had asked a couple more curious questions and even got scolded.

Now she was admitting it so generously?

"I really have a brother-in-law now?!"

Fujiwara Moeha rolled her eyes, looked at Fujiwara Chika, widened them, and asked for confirmation again.

Is that so?

"I told you, yeah....."

Perhaps just having woken up, not having slept well last night, Fujiwara Chika, whose attention was completely unfocused, didn't seem to follow the train of thought, staring fixedly at the screen, and nodded again.

Her voice was neither salty nor bland, very steady.

"Wow, really!"

Fujiwara Moeha blinked her big eyes and closed the refrigerator door hard.

With a "Bang!" sound.

It startled Fujiwara Chika, her body trembled, and she almost dropped her phone.

At the same time, this sound also successfully made Fujiwara Chika's stiff brain turn.

The action of chewing bread in her mouth slowly slowed down and then suddenly stopped!

"What did I just say?!"

Fujiwara Chika straightened her waist, turned around, and asked in surprise.

"Didn't say anything....."

"I asked you if you were messaging my brother-in-law?"

Fujiwara Moeha walked past Fujiwara Chika's side, glanced at the breakfast on the plate, and frowned first.

This was too poor; although it was very rich, she didn't like eating greasy food.

Just like a person who doesn't like eating expensive abalone but instead enjoys eating big white steamed buns with relish.

Fujiwara Chika stood up with a "thump," rested her hands on the table, and turned to look at Fujiwara Moeha:

"Moeha, say it again, what did you ask me just now?"