The daily life of Shier and 5t5

Facing a naked|naked chest, Naoya's face turned red, and the bathrobe and towel he was holding in his arms were almost unsteady.

Shi Er noticed that the servants who followed the golden retriever before were gone.

"What are you doing here?" Shi'er put one hand on the door frame, blocking his way.

"This is my hot spring," Naoya replied, "I wanted to soak for a while before going to bed, but I didn't expect Shi Er-kun to be here too."

Shi Er conveniently grabbed the bathrobe between his arms, not avoiding the presence of someone, took off the white towel between his crotches, and put on the bathrobe.

- just the right size.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's just in time. Take me to meet Zhipi people."

"Of course I will fulfill your wish." Naoya said earnestly, "That's right——I am Naoya from the Chanyuan, even your cousin."

Shir had already walked out, seemingly oblivious to his identity.

"lead the way."

After half a stick of incense, Shi Er followed Naoya into a secluded garden.

"The old man's residence isn't that far away." Shi'er played with taste, "Is your 'brother' so easy to coax?"

In fact, he is very capable. Now that Hui has the strongest protection in the magic world, he wants to see what the golden-haired fox is planning.

"I was discovered." Naoya bent down to pick a strawberry, and said with a smile, "Actually, I just want to spend more time with Shi Erjun."

"What do you want to say."

Naoya handed the strawberry to Shier's lips, and said with a smile: "Fresh strawberries are already ripe. Do you want to try it? It's very sweet."

Shi Er wanted to take it, but saw the hand waver, still placed on his lips.

Naoya insisted on feeding him by hand.

--is that so.

The corner of Shi'er's lips pulled upwards, mocking in his heart.

On the surface, the big feudal family, which is glamorous and well-behaved, is so chaotic in private?

Even a rotten person like him whose ethics guidelines are often eaten into the stomach of a dog detests the stench.

He slowly caressed Naoya's face and squeezed it tightly.

"Sweet is sweet." He smiled mischievously, "But it's not my dish, and I don't even bother to taste it when I post it."

The warm breath sprayed on Naoya's face, the strawberry was hanging in the air, and the faces of the two were very close.

Suddenly, in the space that was already very close, a person suddenly squeezed in.

"Oh, I didn't come at the right time."

Gojo Satoru said with a smile.