My Girlfriend is Yingriri

A bad premonition welled up in my heart.

"The gift is..."

"Just close your eyes and you'll know."

Wait, I don't want your gift at all, so hurry back!

next moment.

Qingtaki Guixiang raised her hand and rolled up the blue hair around her ears, she lowered her head and approached, the rich aroma of wine quietly permeated her lips.

Christmas passed quietly like this.

Time flies.

The new year is here.

Chapter 1016 New Year's Eve and Takumi

Big dark day.

The dark day is the last day of each month, and the big dark day is the last day of the year.

That is New Year's Eve.

Japan does not have the custom of posting Spring Festival couplets, but there is a tradition of New Year's cleaning.

On the last day of the old year, even Yinzi didn't sleep in late, and it was rare to get up early. The four of Qingtakimen had breakfast together, and then, led by Qingtaki Guixiang, they started the New Year's cleaning.

"Arms are so sore..."

Ginko took the broom, cleaned it for a while, and soon became a pet to fish in troubled waters beside Kiyosuke Hashima.

As the head of the family, Kiyotaki Kosuke seldom does housework, and now cleaning is a mess, and in the end it all falls on Hashima Kiyosuke and Kiyotaki Guixiang.

After the cleaning was over, Kiyotaki Kosuke called the three of them to the living room.

"It's New Year's Eve again, you all grew up in a blink of an eye..."

Kiyotaki Kosuke pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, showing nostalgia and memories on his face, then took out three red envelopes from his pocket, and handed them over: "Silver, your lucky money."

The elders have to give lucky money during the Chinese New Year. As the head of the family, Kosuke Kiyotaki will not forget it.

Yinzi took two steps forward, took the lucky money, without any shyness: "Thank you, Master."

After all, he is just a 14-year-old junior high school student, and it is only natural to collect New Year's money.

"Qingsuke." Kiyotaki Kosuke looked over, "This is your lucky money."

Kiyosuke Hashima gently twitched the corners of his mouth, knowing that this was a custom and tradition, he couldn't refuse, so he took half a step forward, took the lucky money with both hands and said, "Thank you, Master."

In the end, even Kiyotaki Guixiang has a lucky money. According to Kiyotaki Kosuke, "As long as you are not married, you are still a child. Of course you have lucky money."

Because it is a tradition every year, Kiyotaki Guixiang took it over naturally: "Thank you, Dad."

"You have all worked hard this year." Kiyotaki Kosuke sat upright, "Continue to work harder next year."

After receiving one New Year's money, there will be a second one.

"Hey, silver." Kiyotaki Guixiang also took out two pieces of lucky money. As a social person who has worked for several years, it is also normal to give lucky money to juniors who are still in school, "Your lucky money."

Yinzi caught it with both hands: "Thank you, Miss Guixiang."

"Where's Qingjie?" Qingtaki Guixiang turned her eyes and looked over, with a gentle smile on her face, "Do you want lucky money this year?"

Kiyosuke Hashima touched his nose and said, "Forget it."

It's fine to take Kiyotaki Kosuke's New Year's money, but with your New Year's money, I always feel like I'm being taken care of.

"That's right." Kiyotaki Guixiang nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "Qingjie is a rich man now, so he doesn't care about my sister's lucky money anymore."

Hey, you've been getting darker recently!

Why don't you take your New Year's money, you know it well, you actually remember everything you do after being drunk!

"Hurry up and take it." Yinzi snorted softly, and knocked on the folding fan that had been completely reduced to an ornament in his hand, "Don't bully Sister Guixiang."

Obviously you were being bullied, you helped the wrong person!

After receiving two red envelopes, Yinzi said softly:

"Goodbye, Sister Guixiang, let's go."

"Hmm..." Kiyotaki Guixiang showed a look of loneliness on her face, she stretched out her hand to gently rub Yinzi's hair, and said softly, "Be careful on the road."

Yinzi is an inner disciple, the "inner disciple" in the shogi world is similar to the apprentices in ancient China. They eat, live and study at the master's house, but today is New Year's Eve, so Yinzi will naturally go home to celebrate the New Year with his parents and relatives.

The same is true for Kiyosuke Hashima, who received a call from Chihiro last night, asking him to go home tomorrow and celebrate the New Year together.

Walking out of Kiyotaki's old house, Kiyosuke Hashima helped Ginko carry the suitcase, and the two walked towards the tram stop together.

When we arrived at the station, the tram hadn't come yet, Yin Zi held his hands to his mouth, breathed lightly, he looked like a little hamster eating peanuts, surprisingly cute.

"Look at what?"

Sensing Kiyosuke Hashima's gaze, Ginko moved her eyebrows and looked over.

Kiyosuke Hashima smiled and said, "Do you want lucky money?"

"what?"

Yin Zi stayed for half a second, his face froze suddenly, only the elders gave the new year's money to the younger generation, what does it mean to give him the new year's money all of a sudden?

Want to be an elder?

Sure enough, it's been a while since I hit anyone, so I floated away!

"You go……"

It's not good to say dead on New Year's Eve, and when the words came to his lips, Yinzi stopped abruptly.

"Well--"

The grievance and sorrow of the little animal sounded, and Yinzi covered his mouth with tears in his eyes.

"Bite your tongue?"

"It's not all because of you."

Ginko waved his folding fan angrily and knocked, Kiyosuke Hashima dodged.

"Are you still hiding?"

Gritting his teeth, Yinzi trotted around the tram stop and began to fight. Unfortunately, his stamina was so low that he was out of breath after a while and reached out to support the wall.

Kiyosuke Hashima stopped in his tracks and said softly, "Isn't it cold now?"

"Whether it's cold or not doesn't matter..." Yinzi panted while leaning on the wall, "Stand still and let me beat you up."

While speaking, the tram slowly drove over, Yinzi snorted softly and became quiet.

The tram stopped.

Yinzi picked up the suitcase and looked up: "...I'm going home."

Kiyosuke Hashima reached out and rubbed Ginko's hair: "Be careful, and send me a message when you get home."

"Whispering." Yin Zi looked disgusted, "Take your hands away."

"..."

Watching Ginko get onto the tram, Kiyosuke Hashima stood where he was, continuing to wait for the next car. Before going home, there was one more place to go.

After half an hour.

Tokyo Big Sight.

Looking at the iconic building in front of him, Kiyosuke Hashima breathed a sigh of relief. The last time he came here was the scorching summer. People are trembling, the similarity is probably the countless enthusiastic Azhai.

That's right, the last three days before the new year are the days when the Winter i Exhibition is held.

While queuing up, Kiyosuke Hashima looked towards the square of the convention and exhibition center. Although the weather was cold, it couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the cosplayers.

At a glance, Kiyosuke Hashima saw the king of the book Asuna, the sluggish king Saber wearing knight armor, and the mentally handicapped goddess Akuya in Suqing. I want to know which dramas and games are the most popular in the past six months , You will know after a turn around the comic exhibition.

Looking at those cosplayers who showed a lot of skin and still smiled in the cold wind, Kiyosuke Hashima could only sigh silently: "It's so dedicated."

He was not interested in taking pictures around the coser, so he looked away after watching for a while, and quietly lined up among the crowd.

A moment later, after successfully passing through the security check and entering the International Convention and Exhibition Center, an extremely lively noise suddenly hit the face.

Kiyosuke Hashima loosened the scarf around his neck and started strolling around the exhibition center. When he met an interesting doujinshi, he would naturally buy a copy. Unfortunately, the lines of popular clubs are usually very long, and some of them can’t even be seen at a glance. It's easy to be put off.

"Senior Hashima!"

A familiar crisp shout suddenly sounded from behind.

Kiyosuke Hashima stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look. A middle school loli with burgundy hair, petite but out-of-standard growth waved excitedly.

It was the island of Po that I hadn't seen for a long time.

Kiyosuke Hashima smiled and said, "Going to sea, good morning."

"Is Hajima-senpai coming out with a sequel?"

Po Island is looking forward to coming to sea.

Kiyosuke Hashima shook his head and said, "There is no plan yet."

A lot of things happened in the second half of the year, such as school festivals, sports festivals, and various title challenges. Kiyosuke Hashima temporarily put down his thoughts on making a sequel.

Rather than working hard in a small club to generate electricity for love, he wants to set up a dedicated company and club, divide labor and collaborate, clarify goals, and improve efficiency and quality.

In addition, in the game circle in Japan, doujin games are nothing, and the games that can really make money are mobile games.

Kiyosuke Hashima already has a plan, such as an explosive onmyoji, but before that, he still needs to accumulate capital and contacts, and there is no rush in a short time.

"Hey, what a pity." Poshima showed disappointment, "I've been looking forward to the sequel of my predecessor."

Hashima Kiyosuke said warmly:

"There is a plan for a sequel to let you know as soon as possible."

"That's settled." Bo Dao's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his little finger of his right hand, as if he wanted to pull the hook, halfway through the stretch, he realized that he quickly retracted his hand behind his back, and said with a red face, "Yes, I'm sorry."