I wanted to be a bad actor in the anime, but I failed.

Mu Lin and Nishimiya Naoko came to an apartment building.

"arrive."

Nishimiya Naoko looked at Mu Lin reluctantly.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back."

Having said this, Mu Lin waited.

But he never waited for Nishimiya Naoko to let go of his hand.

Even though he had already let go, she still held his hand tightly.

Nishimiya Glass didn't say anything, but just looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, as if waiting for something.

Mu Lin also looked up at the sky in confusion.

for a long time.

Mu Lin stretched out his other hand, grabbed Nishimiya Naoko's wrist, and gently pulled it out, but still couldn't pull it open.

But he didn't dare to use too much force.

In the end, he could only helplessly watch Nishimiya Naoko, looking up at the sky and remaining silent.

"Tick!"

Sudden.

A drop of cold water fell on my cheek.

Mu Lin frowned, reached out his hand and looked at the water on his fingers.

Then, a few more drops of water fell.

"Tick...tick..."

Then, there was continuous drizzle!

"Crash!!"

The cold wind blew, causing light raindrops to fall.

At this time, Nishimiya Glass, whose hair was stained with sparkling diamond-like water droplets, smiled brightly, looked at Mu Lin and said in sign language:

"It's raining. It's raining so hard. Let's go to my house and take shelter first!"

Is this rain... heavy?

Mu Lin thought so, but finally understood what she was waiting for.

Oh... what a complete idiot...

Thinking this way, since things had developed to this point, Mu Lin had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Nishimiya Glass was overjoyed and pulled him towards the apartment!

Soon, the two arrived at the door of Xigong's house.

Nishimiya Naoko held the door handle, a little hesitant.

Finally, I plucked up the courage to open the door.

"excuse me."

When in Rome, do as the Romans do. According to Japanese etiquette, Mu Lin said this as he entered the house.

At this time, hearing the noise at the door, Yuzuru Nishimiya and Yaeko Nishimiya walked over.

"Sister! You come back...uh..."

Nishimiya Yuzuru was stunned.

What surprised her was not Mu Lin's arrival, but the sight of Mu Lin and Nishimiya Naoko holding hands together!

Yaeko Nishimiya, who was standing by with her arms folded across her chest, was also looking at them with a slightly frown. When the two men approached, the faint smell of disinfectant at the tip of her nose made her frown even deeper.

Nishimiya Yuzuru held his sister's hand, looked at the confused Nishimiya Naoko teasingly, and pointed at her and Mu Lin's hands that were still holding together!

"Woo!!"

Only then did Nishimiya Naoko realize that something was wrong and quickly let go, waving her hands hurriedly to indicate that it was not what they thought.

Nishimiya Yuzuru's expression: 0.o. She said to Mu Lin again: "Mu Lin! Why are you here?"

"It's raining outside, I came in to hide."

"Like This."

"Huh? Mu Lin is here?" Grandma Nishimiya, who was making perilla juice, asked in surprise.

"Well, sorry to bother you."

"Don't bother me, don't bother me. We haven't seen each other for more than a month. I miss you very much. Come in and sit down. I just made basil juice."

"Oh? Perilla juice? That's great. I haven't had it for a long time. I've been craving the perilla juice you made for a long time! I have to say, it's really delicious!"

"Haha." After hearing what Mu Lin said, Grandma Xigong couldn't stop laughing.

Everyone sat on the sofa in the living room and chatted.

The Nishimiya family kept asking Mu Lin various questions.

Grandma Xigong asked: "Mulin, which high school do you study in?"

"Toyosaki."

"Ah? No way? That Toyogasaki in Tokyo?!" Yuzuru Nishimiya was shocked.

"What? It's weird?" Mu Lin frowned.

"Yeah, how could you possibly get into Feng No Saki? Your grades in Chinese, history, biology, etc. are worse than mine!"

"You can say that I am bad in these subjects, but I cannot accept that I am worse than you."

"That's right! My lowest Chinese score in elementary school was 49 points! The full score is 100! Your highest Chinese score in junior high school was only 15 points! The full score is 120! How can you not be worse than me?"

“Chinese in primary school and middle school are two different concepts.”

"I'm already in junior high school! I know how difficult Chinese is! Your rebuttal is weak! Humph! So weak! Let me tell you! In the junior high school Chinese exam, I chose A for all the multiple-choice questions and didn't have to answer the other questions, and my score was always over 15 points!"

"So it's clear now, right?"

"What is clear?"

"The Chinese language test in China was obviously relaxed."

"I do not believe!"

"That's the fact. There's nothing I can do if you don't believe me." Mu Lin shrugged helplessly.

"Yes, is it true?" Looking at him like this, Yuzuru Nishimiya suddenly began to doubt himself.

At this time, Nishimiya Glass, who was watching their conversation with a smile, interrupted and said in sign language:

"Fake!"

"See! Even my sister said it was fake!"

"If you two don't believe me, there's nothing I can do." Mu Lin continued to play dumb!

Nishimiya Glass had a ferocious expression and signed frantically:

"If it's fake, it's fake! Don't try to hide it! Your Chinese is already very poor, and your luck has always been bad. No matter how you choose the multiple-choice questions, you can only get one right!"

"Huh? In a sense, this is too awesome, right?" Nishimiya Yuzuru stared at Mu Lin with wide eyes.

The latter frowned and said, "How is that possible! Glass, we are not in the same junior high school, don't talk nonsense!"

Nishimiya Glass explained: "It was Hui who told me! She said your Chinese is hopelessly bad!"

"What?! When did she tell you?!" Mu Lin was shocked!

"Don't tell you!"

"Hahaha! I told you!! Mulin! Your Mandarin is even worse than mine! And you're still trying to make excuses!!!"

"Haha! Yuzuru, it's only with your Chinese language scores that you can regain your confidence in front of me. Don't even bother to compete with me in math and physics!"

"Humph! I won't compete! Lulululu!"

"Okay, you three, the basil juice is ready, come and try it."

Grandma Nishimiya came over with five cups of basil juice with a kind smile, and handed them one by one.

"Thank you grandma!"

"Thank you."

"Yaeko."

Grandma Nishimiya handed the basil juice to Yaeko Nishimiya, who had remained silent from the beginning until now.

"Ah."

Afterwards, the family of four enjoyed perilla juice with Mu Lin.

"Wow!! It's so delicious!" The delicious basil juice made Yuzuru Nishimiya dance with joy!

Mu Lin also agreed: "Yeah, it tastes good!"

"If it tastes good, drink more." Grandma Xigong said with a smile.

Then he sighed, "Toyonosaki seems to be far away from us, right? In this case, it will be inconvenient for you to ask Naoko to come and play. Oh, I'm really worried about her life in school."

"By the way, Mulin! How was my sister doing in school today? Those high school students should be much better than the junior high school students, right?"

As soon as Nishimiya Yuzuru said this.

Nishimiya Naoko's expression darkened.

Mu Lin said, "It's almost the same. Anyway, I'm here, so you don't have to worry about Xiaozi being bullied at school."

"Almost..."

Nishimiya Yuzuru frowned and looked at Nishimiya Glass. Noticing her gloomy expression, he understood something and shouted:

"Oh! By the way! I took several nice photos recently! Let me show them to you!"