Chapter 63 Good Friend, News
Chapter 63 Good Friend, News
Night fell, on the second floor.
Inside the room, on the bed.
"Yuzuki, you're such an idiot."
"He's your brother, after all."
Shimizu Yuzuki lay on the bed, rubbing her face vigorously with both hands.
After a long while, she finally put her hands down.
Her pretty face was slightly flushed.
Shimizu Yuzuki looked at the light on the ceiling.
The scene of staring at Hoshino Makoto's feet in the living room kept replaying in his mind.
Looking back now, it was incredibly embarrassing.
"Xiao Zhen didn't notice, did he?"
"No, definitely not, absolutely not."
Shimizu Yuzuki turned over in embarrassment and buried her pretty face in the blanket.
A muffled, unconfident voice came from under the covers.
It seems she's trying to convince herself to forget about it.
"No, I can't think about it anymore, it's too embarrassing."
Shimizu Yuzuki turned over again and patted her slightly flushed face with her delicate hand.
She went to the refrigerator in the room, took out a few bottles of iced drinks, and gulped them down.
The cool temperature finally calmed Shimizu Yuzuki down a little.
She lay back down on the bed, placing her right hand on her forehead.
Shimizu Yuzuki stopped trying to recall her behavior in the living room.
But Hoshino Makoto's image still involuntarily pops into my mind.
Black, tousled hair, a pale, delicate face.
And those pitiful eyes.
Thinking of this, Shimizu Yuzuki felt excited and happy.
That handsome and outstanding young boy actually became her younger brother.
And she can cook, and she cooks so well.
Her voice is soft and gentle, which makes people feel comfortable.
And of course, there were also those delicate, fair little feet.
This kind of younger brother is exactly what she wants.
But... what was that comic about last night?
Shimizu Yuzuki stared at the ceiling and suddenly remembered the manga from last night.
She frowned slightly, wondering who the author of that comic was.
Is it a friend of Xiaozhen's from before, or some kind of acquaintance?
How could I be so familiar with Xiao Zhen's appearance?
His image was drawn in the comics.
Just then, "Ding-dong."
My phone suddenly went off with a notification ringtone.
This interrupted Shimizu Yuzuki's thoughts.
Her attention was diverted.
Who messaged her so late at night?
Shimizu Yuzuki picked up her phone from the bedside table.
I turned on the screen and took a look.
"It's Shinrin."
Upon seeing the familiar account, Shimizu Yuzuki's lips unconsciously curled into a smile.
Shinrin Miyagi, her best friend.
The two have been friends since childhood.
From junior high to university, I got into the same school every time.
This is mainly because the Shimizu family and the Miyagi family are old friends.
Also, because Miyagi Shinrin's mother started a novel publishing company.
Her mother owned a comic book company when she was alive.
That is, the Setsukatsuki Manga Company that Shimizu Setsukatsuki currently owns.
Because some wildly popular novels are adapted into comics.
Therefore, their mothers had a business relationship with the company.
This is precisely because of the long-standing friendship between the two families.
The two mothers became good friends and often visited each other.
Over time, this led to Shimizu Yuzuki and Miyagi Shinrin becoming good friends.
Although Shimizu Yuzuki's mother later passed away due to overwork.
The manga company was transferred to Shimizu Setsukyo.
But it doesn't affect the friendship between Shimizu Yuzuki and the others.
Furthermore, after they both got into the University of Tokyo, they even lived in the same dormitory.
Shimizu Yuzuki leaned against the headboard, her right leg naturally placed on top of her left.
She looked at the message her good friend had sent her.
"Yuzuki, how did it go? Did you see your younger brother?"
Upon seeing this message, Shimizu Yuzuki thought of her younger brother's appearance again.
"No, no, I can't think about it anymore."
Shimizu Yuzuki picked up the iced drink that was placed next to her and took a few more sips.
She then typed a reply:
"It's so late, I thought you wanted to talk to me about something."
"I never imagined you were just doing this to satisfy your own curiosity."
Shimizu Yuzuki smiled and continued typing:
"Oh, this really breaks my heart."
After sending the message, Shimizu Yuzuki put down her phone and looked out the window at the night view.
She remembered that before this, her aunt Shimizu Setsukatsu had told her and her younger sister about Hoshino Makoto.
When I went back to school and chatted with her, my good friend, I inadvertently revealed this information.
As a result, besides Miyagi Shinrin, her two other close friends in the dormitory also found out.
"Oh, how could I have let that news out in the first place?"
"I'm not the kind of person who can't control my mouth."
Shimizu Yuzuki rubbed her temples and muttered to herself.
. . . . . .
at the same time.
Shibuya Ward, Tokyo.
Inside a villa that is both simple and elegant, yet grand.
On the living room sofa, a girl with a cool and refined appearance and long, straight black hair lay there.
She picked up her phone with her left hand, looked at the screen, and seemed to be communicating with someone.
With her right hand, she picked up a plump, round blueberry from the table next to her, with elegant precision, like a cat.
Miyagi Shinrin popped a blueberry into her mouth, and the sweet and sour juice exploded in her mouth.
She looked at her phone screen and frowned slightly.
"Why hasn't Yuzuki replied to my message yet? Did she not see the message I sent her?"
"But the message I sent her already shows as read."
As a communication app, LINE has a core function.
This core function is not user-friendly for those group members who are just lurking and not actively participating.
That means when you see a message in a group, it will show that you have read it.
The other person will then know that you are online and have seen her message.
And that's how it is now. Miyagi Shinrin looks at the message she sent to Shimizu Yuzuki, which already shows that the other party has read it.
But Shimizu Yuzuki did not respond.
Just then, my phone rang with a notification.
Miyagi Shinrin saw her friend Shimizu Yuzuki's reply.
"It's so late, I thought you wanted to talk to me about something."
"I never imagined you were just doing this to satisfy your own curiosity."
"Oh, this really breaks my heart."
I saw these messages from my friend Shimizu Yuzuki.
Miyagi Shinrin's lips curled up, and then she typed:
"Don't change the subject, have you seen your younger brother?"
Since learning about her good friend, Miyagi Shinrin has been very curious about it.
After all, this kind of thing is something you only see in anime.
This time, Miyagi Shinrin only waited three or four seconds.
She then saw her friend Shimizu Yuzuki's reply.
"I saw you, what happened?"
Seeing this, Miyagi Shinrin smiled slightly and typed:
"What do you think of his looks? Is he good-looking?"
After sending the message, Miyagi Shinrin picked up a blueberry and put it in her mouth.
He muttered to himself:
"I wonder what Yuzuki's younger brother looks like."
"Although Yuzuki's situation is like something out of an anime."
"But in anime, the younger brother that the protagonist's family members give her is always very good-looking."
Miyagi Shinrin picked up a blueberry and put it in her mouth, muttering to herself as she continued:
"Yuzuki took so long to reply to my message. Could it be that her younger brother isn't good-looking, so she didn't want to talk about him?"
The next moment, Miyagi Shinrin saw her friend Shimizu Yuzuki's reply.
"It's alright, just so-so."
. . . . . .
Thank you to Lizard Skin Smiling Face (¬_¬)ノ for the generous donation and the extra chapter!
Thank you everyone for the gifts and for your support.
(One chapter today, four chapters in a row)
(Let me organize my thoughts and I'll finish this tomorrow.)
N-M