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

A beautiful hand handed a cup of juice to the desk.

Mu Lin looked at it in confusion.

Nishimiya Glass made the sign language "please use".

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"And yours?"

"I don't drink."

"Ok."

Mu Lin picked up the cup and took a sip of the juice.

The juice squeezed from frozen oranges is icy sweet.

The painful mood caused by reading the novel was slightly relieved.

Mu Lin sighed comfortably and said in sign language:

“It’s delicious! Thank you very much!”

Nishimiya Glass waved her hand happily, indicating that they were welcome, then excitedly sat down next to Mu Lin and continued to watch him fight with Xiaoshuo.

"Ito! You will die a miserable death!!"

Several hours passed.

With his excellent reading speed, Mu Lin finally finished revising the book "Love Metronome"!

The pain was so severe that Mu Lin dreamed of returning to Great Britain and helping the king review memorials!

I have to complain about this. The memorials submitted by that stupid king range from state secrets to trivial matters of civilians!

Not too much!

If it wasn't for that B Ito kneeling down and begging, he would have torn up the book and quit halfway!

Nishimiya Naoko was frightened by Mu Lin's face distorted in pain.

She signed: "It's already been revised, so stop complaining!"

"Complaining can help ease the mood a little."

"Then take a good rest. It's getting late."

"But you, you have been with me till now, aren't you tired?"

Nishimiya Glass smiled and shook her head.

Then she picked up the cup of water on the desk, left the bedroom and went to the kitchen.

Mu Lin put away the "Love Metronome", which had become twice as thick because of the sticky notes.

At this time.

"I'm coming in! Sorry to bother you!!"

Nishimiya Yuzuru pushed the door open, ran over with a sly look and asked, "Hey! What have you and your sister been doing for so long?"

"Read a novel."

"Huh? What novel are you reading? I want to read it!"

"Love Metronome, if you want to go crazy, go watch it."

"Huh? Just go watch it if you want to go crazy? What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

"Forget it. I'm not interested in novels anyway and I'm too lazy to read them."

"That's lucky, you won't go crazy because of your intelligence reduction."

"Eh? Is that so outrageous?"

Nishimiya Yuzuru raised his eyebrows, feeling a little curious, but too sleepy to care. He yawned and opened the bedroom partition door.

Behind the door is a bedroom that is one meter wide and two meters long.

She climbed up and said faintly, "OK~ I'm going to sleep now, don't do anything bad at night~ Say goodnight to my sister!"

After saying that, she closed the door!

"What bad things can we do?"

Mu Lin was speechless. He rubbed his aching head and comfortably lay down on the floor.

I have to say that the floor mat prepared by Grandma Nishimiya was very warm and comfortable, even more comfortable than the bed in his house.

As expected of Grandma Nishimiya...

Feeling emotional, Mu Lin held his head in his hands and looked at the ceiling.

After a while, Nishimiya Naoko pushed the door open, saw Mu Lin lying on the bed, walked up to him, gently helped him press the corner of the quilt, then got on the bed and crawled into the quilt.

He Mulin said in sign language: "Good night, Mulin-kun!"

Mu Lin whispered, "Good night."

Even though she couldn't hear him, Nishimiya Naoko could guess what he meant. She smiled sweetly and reached out to turn off the light.

"Snapped!"

The room darkened!

Silence and silence.

The sound of rain drops outside the window makes people in bed feel completely safe.

in the dark.

"Hula..."

The sound of the quilt being gently rustled.

Nishimiya Glass pushed her hair behind her ears, rested her head on one hand, lay on her side, and looked at the woods not far away in the cover of darkness.

There is a gentle light in her eyes.

If only I could say good night to you every night...

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The next morning.

On the wet street.

Listen to the pleasant sound of the drizzle hitting the umbrella.

Wood forests wander along the road.

After spending a short time with the Nishimiya family, he actually developed some attachment to them.

Thinking back to Nishimiya Naoko's reluctant expression that almost made her cry, Mu Lin felt heavy-hearted.

Especially in this gloomy rainy weather.

The noisy streets were silent and the pedestrians on the road were silent.

Water splashed in puddles.

The cold weather makes people miss home.

Home, have I ever had one?

He almost stopped to look at the end of the street. Mu Lin, who was acting mysterious like a bard, looked at the balance on his mobile phone and was stunned on the spot!

"Uh... I don't think I have money to buy a ticket... What the hell? I'm done for!!"

I had a lot of fun spending time with Nishimiya Naoko.

So much so that he even forgot how much money he spent on traveling yesterday!

Leading to such an embarrassing situation!

For a moment, Mu Lin panicked!

Just when I was thinking about whether to borrow money from my good brother, I suddenly saw a sign on the side.

----

Aikido gym.

Iwama Shinshin Aikido Association branch.

A friendly Aikido competition was held today.

With benevolence, non-contention and peace as the first priority, we exchange martial arts attainments among martial artists, enrich our own connotations, and refine the state of mind of not competing or grabbing.

The winner will receive a consolation bonus of 20 yen!

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"Aikido?"

Mu Lin frowned.

To be honest, I haven't heard of it, but that doesn't stop him from playing... no, from participating.

Anyway, your basic skills are there, so it should be easy to learn and apply them immediately.

Thinking of this, Mu Lin stepped into the Aikido gym.

His heroic and high-spirited appearance almost made the security guard in white martial arts uniform mistake him for a high-ranking spectator!

Fortunately, the guard reacted in time and stopped him with his hand, saying, "Please show us your invitation to participate in the competition."

"Huh? Didn't I show it to you?"

"Huh? Did you show it?"

"Don't you remember me?" Mu Lin frowned unhappily.

"Do I need to remember you?" For a moment, Mu Lin's dominance made the guard fall into self-doubt, wondering if he had really done something wrong?

"I just went out to buy something, and you won't let me in? How do you do your job as a security guard?!"

"Uh...the invitation to participate in the competition..."

"It must have fallen in there! Shall I fly in and get it for you to see?"

"Yes, is that so? But..."

"Nothing but!"

Mu Lin pushed the guard away unhappily and strode in.

The guard stared at his back blankly and didn't react for a long time.

Someone did go out to buy something just now, but he seemed to remember that person was wearing a white martial arts uniform?

Did he change his clothes again?

Mu Lin's dominance made him a little unsure.

and……

The invitation to the competition...wasn't it collected by our security guard?

At this time, a warrior in white martial arts uniform came over.

"Please show us your invitation to participate in the competition!" the guard shouted subconsciously.

"Ah? I just went out to buy a bottle of water. Didn't you remember me?"

"Uh……"

For an instant.

The guard had a bad feeling in his heart.

His face is getting uglier and uglier!