Yono's gaze was firmly locked on her, her clear blue eyes were like black holes, and Yukino couldn't look away.

Two similar faces looked at each other.

Look closely, they do look alike.

After all, they are sisters, and both of them have inherited exquisite looks from their mothers.

Yukino was silent for a long time, her red lips lightly opened, and she let out a murmuring sigh:

"I... There are reasons to stay here.

Yono frowned, wanting to continue saying something.

Yukino lowered his gaze, crossed her, and walked towards the depths of the corridor.

Long hair dances and exudes a faint fragrance.

Yono looked at the moonlight in the courtyard and sighed silently.

......

Yukino returned to her room, packed up, and prepared for bed.

Yono walked into the room and was equally silent without saying a word.

The atmosphere was like water, condensed into ice, and there was a cold awe-inspiring in the room.

Yukino lay on her side, her rosy lips pursed, her beautiful black hair scattered.

One day this little mouth says "the scene when you press my hair".

Yono packed his clothes, changed into pajamas, and was just about to go to bed, when he found a white cloth next to the pile of clothes.

It is a white sheet neatly folded into squares.

Yang Nai's brows furrowed slightly, and an incredible guess appeared in his heart.

She turned her head, glanced at Yukino who was lying with her back to her, and let out a breath.

Yono hesitantly stretched out his hand towards the sheet, his eyes shining misty.

I want to know the answer, but I am afraid that the answer will be revealed and the bloody truth will be revealed.

Finally, Yono's fingertips still touched the sheet.

She pursed her lips, lifted it slightly, and glanced at it.

A

smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Yang Nai's mouth.

The smile was pale to transparent, as if it had lost everything, leaving only a shell of nothingness.

A gray darkness appeared in the depths of his eyes, and Yono stood quietly in the room for a long time.

It was so long that Yukino fell into a deep sleep.

......

Itokoshi returned to his room and found that the sheets had been changed.

What did Ram and Rem do?

I don't know where to put it... I'll ask again tomorrow.

Ito-koshi lay on the bed and called softly: "Sansan-chan~" Madsan-chan's

figure appeared at his side, holding his arms and looking at him calmly.

"Ready?" Mad San said lightly.

"Erm... Be.

Ito-koshi suddenly had the illusion that he was the one who was going to be by that.

Mad San's eyes did not wave, and said calmly: "Then let's start."

Ito Koshi blinked, sat up, and leaned over to the somewhat petite-looking Mad San.

"Sansan-chan... You are a little wrong today!

Mad San glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "Nothing, your illusion."

Ito-koshi smiled and nodded: "Oh, that's right!"

"I thought it was the three or three people who deliberately pretended to be like this in order to hide their shyness?"

"Because... When did Sansan-chan usually be so quiet? "

Punctured....

A trace of anger flashed in Mad San's eyes, but his cheeks couldn't help but flush.

Don't say it....

She finally convinced herself... It's a deal and that's it.

But...... The teenager's ridicule made the disguise of the crazy third sister stripped away.

No matter how perverse Mad San is, it is inevitable that he will lose his sense of proportion when he encounters such a thing that he has never experienced.

After getting used to it in the future, she may be able to regain the initiative, and even ridicule the teenager with a smile~

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