Chapter 127

Apologize directly?

It could resolve the matter, eliminate her guilt, but it couldn't repair the relationship.

If she couldn't continue teasing Qingshan Li, playing with a young man's feelings, then what would be the point?

Mikami Ai wouldn't give Qingshan Li any room for imagination, would constantly emphasize they were just friends, but at the same time, she would make him fall in love with her.

Originally this thought only flashed by occasionally, like the scenery outside the window, but once she thought of Miyase Yaeko's arrogant appearance, the thought fixed itself in place like the fire hydrant inside the train car.

She absolutely had to win it back.

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Two hours later.

"Anyway, just do more problems. Fill-in-the-blank learning may be detestable, but it's absolutely effective. For the sake of learning, not choosing means, right." System·Ryosuke said.

"Hmm~"

Qingshan Li stood up, stretching his body.

"Qing Shan Jun is even more amazing than the cram school teachers." Gu Mumi looked up at him.

"Could a cram school teacher take First Place in Kaimei High School's monthly exam?" Qingshan Li joked arrogantly.

"Not necessarily!"

The two chatted and laughed as they left the garden.

Gu Mumi left school directly, going to attend cram school until late night.

A saying was once popular in Japanese cram schools: Learning is a recharge game.

Some also say, compared to a child's own effort, the father's money and the mother's madness are the decisive factors in whether a child's grades are good or bad.

Qingshan Li waited at the shoe cabinet for the Ono sisters to return home, holding a classical Chinese text and reciting it.

Father had no money, mother wasn't mad, only he himself had gone mad.

Qingshan Li didn't like studying either, but that didn't stop him from studying desperately.

"Li!" The Ono sisters walked over simultaneously.

The three returned home, ate dinner, finished bathing, and were doing evening study together when the doorbell rang.

"Brother." Ono Mizuki handed over a bamboo sword.

"This bamboo sword, besides hitting me, has it hit anyone else?" Qingshan Li retorted while accepting it.

The Ono sisters both laughed.

The visitor was Miyase Yaeko.

"It's dark, cold outside, let's go inside and talk." She spoke as if this were her own home.

Because he had already handed over the full manuscript of "Detective A", and the client was extremely satisfied, the house had naturally been transferred, and now it truly was the Aoshan Ono Family home!

The Ono sisters had thin skin and were helpless, so they could only let her in.

The ground lights in the courtyard weren't particularly bright; a person ten meters away was just a black silhouette.

Qingshan Li closed the door, and when he turned back, looking from afar, Miyase Yaeko's figure was slender and beautiful, stirring the heart.

The night wind blew.

Entering the house, they came to the Japanese-style living room facing the courtyard.

Miyase Yaeko wore a soft gray short-sleeved top, a black short skirt.

On her gorgeous black hair like the night color, she had tied a large black bow; if not for the different material, it would almost blend in completely.

Her whole appearance was everyday yet with a touch of understated luxury beauty.

"The matter is already resolved." Miyase Yaeko said, "Qingshan, your father fled to the Shibuya Red Light District, hiding in a Russian woman's house."

"Russian?" Ono Mizuki was puzzled.

"That aspect doesn't matter at all." Qingshan Li interrupted, "As long as no one comes looking for trouble for us from now on."

Including that father.

"I guarantee it." Miyase Yaeko propped her chin on her left hand on the tabletop, smiling as she gazed at Qingshan Li.

His body felt itchy from her gaze; could her eyes be feathers?

Qingshan Li knew what she was hinting at.

Before coming, she had sent Qingshan Li a Duan Xin, telling him to make sure to say that line at the necessary moment.

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Saying that line in front of the Ono sisters, the pressure was unexpectedly great.

In the floor pit under the table, Miyase Yaeko kicked Qingshan Li.

Small Knowledge: To distinguish whether the kicker is Miyase Yaeko or Ono Mizuki, besides the size of the foot, you can also tell through the subtle touch of black stockings versus white stockings.

"Do you want to offer an incense stick to my mother?" Qingshan Li finally said this line, after all he had promised.

Miyase Yaeko did not agree immediately.

Her expression and pose both became serious, looking at the Ono sisters: "If it's possible."

This woman's level is too high!

Her target from the start wasn't the vulnerable Qingshan Li, but the Ono sisters!

As a Home Guard, what a dereliction of duty!

She's going to break into the house!

Ono Mizuki looked at her older sister, Ono Mika hesitated for a long time, finally sighing.

"Please follow me." She stood up.

The four went to the room where the two mothers' spirit tablets were.

Ono Mika turned on the light; the two mothers in the portraits were smiling gently, as if feeling relief at the scene before them.

Ono Mizuki carried four round cushions out from the cabinet.

The four knelt before the spirit tablet.

Miyase Yaeko took out condolence money, put it into the lacquer basin, lit a candle, and finally closed her eyes with hands together.

The other three also closed their eyes with hands together.

The scent of the candle spread through the indoors.

Afterward, Qingshan Li sent Miyase Yaeko off as she left.

"You had your eyes closed for so long—what did you say?" Qingshan Li asked.

"I said, Mom, I'll take care of Qing Shan, Mika, and Mizuki in your place."

"You don't need to take care of them."

"When you go out without carrying a bamboo sword, come tell me that again." Miyase Yaeko made a goodbye gesture and left under the escort of bodyguards.

However, things aren't as simple as you think; the Ono Sisters won't reconcile with you easily.

Qingshan Li closed the door and returned to the house.

"What are you doing?" Qingshan Li looked at the two sisters.

"Seeing... how much money there is." Ono Mika answered as if she wasn't too sure what she was doing herself.

The two were dismantling Miyase Yaeko's condolence money.

"So stingy, only thirty thousand." Ono Mizuki pouted her little mouth, "Let's divide one each among the three of us, just treat it as pocket money Mom gave us~"

The smiling faces of the two mothers appeared in Qingshan Li's mind.

And Miyase Yaeko's posture of saying she would take care of them in place of their mother.

It's not strange that the Ono Sisters wonder why Miyase Yaeko could casually take out condolence money?

"Are you really that short of money?" he said in disbelief.

"You don't want it?" Ono Mizuki's eyes lit up.

"I want it!" He still owed money.

After the two hundred million debt incident, the matter of owing Mikami Ai money must not be told to the Ono Sisters either.

It would make the two of them worry.

"Sister?" Ono Mizuki said, puzzled.

Ono Mika put away the thirty thousand yen and said to the two with a smile: "Your pocket money for this month has already been collected."

Ono Mizuki got anxious: "But..."

"Hmm?"

"... Nothing."

You keep striving, your brother's happiness is all on you!

Pity, after all they aren't real siblings, there's no telepathy, Ono Mizuki couldn't understand Qingshan Li's intentions.

During the next self-study, whenever Ono Mizuki went to pour water, he would follow, humiliating her as much as possible.

Ono Mizuki counterattacked without mercy.

Both thought the other was useless!

Only Ono Mika seemed to somewhat enjoy their internal conflict, calmly doing exercises with a self-satisfied air.

When will I be able to repay the money owed to Mikami Ai?

Sneaking off to play pachinko? The thought had just appeared when Qingshan Li erased it, as fast as extinguishing a spark fallen on money.

With the system, he probably wouldn't lose, but it wasn't a matter of win or lose.

Thursday, before dawn, Home Guard Qingshan Li wore sportswear and walked out the door; today he still didn't run, but defended this home nearby.

But he wasn't doing nothing either.

While staking out, he flipped through weekly magazines at the convenience store, absorbing information and material;

On the road, he practiced the running method the system had guided him through once before;

He also checked nearby vehicles and pedestrians, comparing them with yesterday's data.

(Chapter End)