Because I was afraid of death, I had to talk about love a few more times.

"You can say that...but both parents..."

"It's just what you said. A man keeps his promises, and he can't go back on his word!"

There was a secret joy on the girl's face, she turned her head after she finished speaking, as if she was about to run upstairs: "I'm going to get something, please wait for me..."

Chapter 250

But it seems that because the two of them were too involved in the conversation just now, Nanako forgot that she was still wearing a bath towel.

"Eh..."

The moment he stepped forward, the bath towel on his body slipped off.

The girl with her back to Nakano Mayu stepped on the towel with her water-stained feet, and she fell forward.

Nakano Mayu saw the clean-mouthed Guobei in his sight, and was startled, and was about to step forward to help.

But the moment the girl lost her balance, she swayed slightly, and then stood firmly on the spot again.

At the same time, he quickly grabbed the half-fallen bath towel with his backhand...

I almost forgot that Nanako is also a master, there will never be such a bloody scene of falling...

He stopped, subconsciously turned his head away.

But the scene I saw just now is deeply imprinted in my mind...

"Kukou you...did you see it?"

The girl rewrapped the towel from behind, turned her head halfway and asked.

His voice was low, with a bit of fierceness after being extremely ashamed.

"what did you see?"

Nakano Shinsuke scratched his head, and asked back with a ignorant face, because his nostrils were blocked, his voice sounded muffled, a little simple and honest.

"No... nothing..."

After Nanako finished speaking, she walked upstairs without looking back, but this time her pace was obviously much slower.

"call..."

Seeing the girl's figure disappear into the stairwell, he let out a soft breath.

Sometimes learning to pretend to be crazy is also a necessary way for a man to behave in the world...

He pulled out the two balls of paper that were soaked red by nosebleeds in his nostrils, looked at the trash can not far away, and threw the paper balls into it one by one as if shooting a basketball.

Not long after taking out the trash, Nanako, who had changed into a light green nightdress, came back with her mobile phone.

The page opened on the screen displayed a chat box that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

It was the Line his late mother used to use.

"Let's see for yourself..."

Nakano Shinsuke raised his eyebrows slightly, took the phone and looked it up.

The chat time was two or three years ago, and the conversation between mother and daughter was as straightforward as he imagined.

In addition to various daily conversations, it is about him.

Although the message sent by his mother was very subtle, he could still tell that he wanted to see that his stepson could inherit the Nakano family business.

On Nihong's side, they don't reject this kind of combination of stepson and daughter. It's better to say that this kind of relationship is even more intimate...

Between the lines, the mother told Nanako to make preparations, and when the two of them reached the age of marriage, they would discuss it with herself.

But Nanako, who hated her at the time, rejected her outright one after another.

Looking at the chat records, Nakano Mayu's eyes gradually became moist.

The mother's gentle smile seemed to appear in front of my eyes.

After reading most of the records, he silently took out three sticks of incense from under the TV cabinet and walked towards the study room where his parents' tablets were placed.

Seeing that he was silent, Nanako adjusted her nightgown and obediently followed behind him.

With a soft 'click' sound, the study door was pushed open by him, and a strong smell of incense came over his face.

He sniffled and glanced at his parents' coffins.

He seldom comes here, and Nanako cleans most of the time.

But it's not that he doesn't miss old love...

It's because he has a character that is too soft in some aspects of his heart, and it is easy to get emotional when he is touched.

Every time after paying homage to my parents, I feel depressed for a while.

He lit the three sticks of incense with a lighter and neatly inserted them into the small incense burner in front of the coffin. Looking at the gentle smiles of his parents in the photo of the coffin, he was speechless for a while.

Although the information in Line shocked him a little, but thinking about it carefully, he seemed to be able to understand it.

As for her most precious biological daughter, she definitely hoped to entrust her to the most trustworthy man.

I seem to have to take this responsibility too, right?

This nurturing grace must be rewarded...

And to Nanako...

After a while, he walked out of the study room, gently closed the door, looked at the girl beside him who had been obediently following him, and didn't know what to say.

"rest early..."

"Well, Nini, you should go to bed earlier..."

After a moment of silence, he patted his sister's head and said.

After speaking, he went directly to the bathroom, closed the bathroom door, took off his clothes on the hanger as usual, and waited for Nanako to wash them together every day.

In the bathroom that still smelled of citrus, Nakano Mayu stepped into the bathtub while sinking his head under the water.

Since this kind of thing is what parents expect...

The young man propped his chin, thoughtful.

The originally calm water also rippled slightly with the young man's movements, just like the lake in his heart...

......

Early the next morning.

Nakano Shinsuke got up on time for morning exercises as usual.

Recently, due to my younger sister's health, the morning exercise process was temporarily stopped, leaving him alone in the morning

"Wow--"

The wooden knife pierced the air, causing a sharp sound.

He also stopped his morning exercise and walked into the living room holding a bamboo knife.

"Nini, hurry up and have a sweat and come to eat..."

Nanako, who was wearing an apron, had neatly placed the breakfast for two on the table. Judging from the delicacy of the breakfast, it must have taken the girl a lot of thought.

When Nakano Mayu came back, the girl picked up the face towel that had been prepared and handed it to Nakano Mayu.

Nakano Shinsuke took the towel that exuded the scent of his sister, and wiped the sweat off his face.

"I'm so lucky to have a virtuous sister..."

For those around him, he has never been stingy with compliments.

"Stupid Nini, early in the morning..."

But who would have thought that the girl suddenly gave him a reproachful look, biting her lower lip lightly, looking a little shy.

After speaking, he untied the apron and walked directly to the bathroom.

"Ok?"

Nakano Mayu touched his head in doubt.

I feel that after what happened last night, the relationship between the two siblings seems to have a tendency to deteriorate...

Or, is this just his illusion?

Unsure of what his sister was thinking, he could only bury his head and start cooking.

After he finished eating, Nanako also took their schoolbags downstairs.

"Nini, don't you have to be on duty today? Go to school early..."

"Eh? You didn't remind me that I almost forgot..."

Shinsuke Nakano took the schoolbag and walked towards the entrance.

"By the way, Nini, I took out that fat pair in your trouser pocket and washed it for you. Do you want to take it with you to school and return it to someone else?"

"No, that fat one belongs to Mizuki, and there's no way to return it if you take it, so put it at home first..." He replied subconsciously while putting on his shoes.

But halfway through the speech, he suddenly realized that his child's hole shrank slightly, and at the same time, a drop of cold sweat slowly fell from his forehead...

Sitting in the porch putting on his shoes, he suddenly felt a faint murderous aura coming from behind.

"Nini, why Mizuki's fat times are in your pocket, can I trouble you to explain a little bit?"

Chapter 250 Explanation

When Nakano Shinsuke heard the question from his younger sister Dan Dan behind him, his expression froze and his eyes rolled sharply.

Damn...

"Goose...Nanako, listen to my explanation..."

"Well, I'll listen until my brother finishes explaining..."

Hearing his sister's answer, Nakano Mayu felt a tingling sensation in his back.

This answer seems to be different from the script I imagined...

But now this situation can only bite the bullet.

He made a nonchalant expression and turned his head to look at his younger sister who had a flat expression but extremely sharp eyes, and said with a forced smile, "It was yesterday... Didn't Mizuki come to play yesterday?"

While he was talking nonsense, he was thinking of reasonable excuses in his mind.

"Yes, because I didn't go to school, Mizuki came to see me..." Nanako agreed blankly.

"Then, didn't you play at our house for a long time?"

"Yes, I came here after school and didn't go back until it was dark. I played for about four or five hours..."

"In the end, for some reason, when you were sending her out, I picked up her fat times on the sofa..."

"..."

Nanako didn't agree this time, but looked at him with a 'Nini, do you think I'm an idiot' expression.

"Goose..."

"Have you already done it? Forget it, Nini, I understand..."

Nanako nodded, turned and walked upstairs to the room.

Seeing this, Nakano Mayu slowed down the movement of putting on the shoes in his hands, wanting to see what Nanako was going to do.

After a while, the girl came down from the stairs. In addition to changing into the uniform of Amano Academy, she also had a familiar sword bag in her hand.

This is the sword bag that my sister took out when Qiansha came to Nakano's house for the first time to escape.

Without the obstruction of the zipper, the sword bag inside can be drawn out at any time.

Nakano Shinsuke got up with a smirk, and looked at Nanako: "Are you going to bring a wooden sword from home today?"

"Yeah, I'm not used to the school's sword..."

The girl also walked to the entrance to put on her shoes, and at the same time she leaned the sword bag against the wall, and there was a sound of metal clashing inside.

Hearing this sound, cold sweat broke out again on his forehead, and he subconsciously stretched out his fingers and slid into the open opening of the sword bag.

The cold and hard metal texture came from between his fingers, and in this hot late summer, his fingers shivered from the cold.

"Nanako, what are you doing with a real knife?!"