I Am Reaching The Pinnacle Of My Life In The Magic Card World

In the yard in front of Shuangling Apartment, a black car with the logo B with double wings slowly parked in the open space of the apartment.

Maki Matsumoto, whom the administrator Tsukasaka considers her eldest sister, glanced at the luxury car approaching in the distance early.

She sighed that what was supposed to come would always come. Time passed so fast. The little guy must have been taking graduation photos today.

The broom was placed in the corner of the stairs. There was a guest coming. Maki washed her hands, dried them on her apron, and stood at the front edge waiting for the people in the car to get off.

The person who got off the car was an extremely beautiful young woman. The young woman looked young, no more than thirty-five years old, and her hair was tied up in a hairstyle that most housewives could not describe.

Traditional kimono, wooden shoes, elegant manners when opening the door and bowing to Miki Matsumoto, who is dressed in casual clothes at home. The innate temperament of a lady from a large family is definitely not brought by expensive clothes.

"I'll give you a chicken baby, Miss Maki Matsumoto."

"For your chicken baby, Mrs. Yukinoshita."

Meixi's peripheral vision glanced at the two girls, one large and one small, who were coming down one after another. The older girl had skin that could be broken by blowing, and had a slightly rounded and pointed face. She wore a cold scarf around her neck and wore a set of autumn plush sports. Dressed up, energetic and moving.

The younger girl, who is about the same height and age as the little guy, is wearing a rose red scarf, a thick down jacket, and warm winter pants.

The snow-white little face is rosy, and it is very cute.

The two of them are very similar to the beautiful woman. How can they not be similar to each other?

"Hello, Sister Maki." The older girl smiled and greeted her casually, climbing up to the winter snow scene.

The little girl was stunned by the strange apartment, the old cracked walls, and the yellow-green hair stained by the delinquent boys coming in and out.

He left the apartment with the same bad girl. The yellow-haired ears were pierced with earrings that she thought were cool, and at that glance, she suddenly appeared, a little beauty.

Compared to a budding flower without powder and a shamefully hard body with yellow hair, his girlfriend was mediocre and vulgar.

What a disgusting look, the little girl had a look of disgust written all over her face.

"Hey, there's a way to go!!!" the bad yellow-haired ghost yelled, and the beautiful lady frowned slightly and glanced at the screaming bad guy.

The oppression of a large family that has been in charge for a long time, the look in the eyes of the superior is as calm as water, neither happy nor angry, but there is a different kind of oppression.

Huang Mao, the self-centered man, was weak and his legs were weak. His heart felt so cold that he made small tricks to get his accompanying girlfriend to pull him away, and he ran away like a pissed off man.

After escaping from the wall outside the apartment, he took a breath and took a big breath. Huang Mao swore that he had never seen such a fearful look in his life.

"Ala, Yukino, mommy is great." The older girl walked up to the little girl and said calmly. Then the older girl covered her delicate red lips with her nervous palms and whispered:

"Xiao Yukino, are you happy or not? Are you happy or not? Are you looking forward to it? Your little fiancé lives next to Sister Maki."

The little girl closed the book in her hand. The title of the book was very long in English (I'm sorry that the author didn't understand English, so she couldn't read Miss Er's book). She, who was taciturn and didn't like to talk, said calmly:

“A place for bad habits and bad habits, no expectations.”

"Ah, seeing is believing, hearing is believing, Xiao Yukino." The big girl taught her sincerely.

"I hope so." The little girl closed the book and turned to the next page, reading the content again.

Isn't she curious? She is also curious about what kind of person a child would be if he dares to live in a house with such bad habits.

Good or bad, messy or bad? A bad kid who lives a disorderly life and just goes with the flow?

Even if she had expectations, she could not be like her sister, who was outspoken, bold, careful, familiar with everyone, and could speak her mind easily.

"Yukino!" The beautiful woman in kimono called her little daughter.

"Hello, Sister Meixi." Although the little girl doesn't like to be sociable, she still greets her politely.

The big family etiquette cultivated since childhood is to cope with such occasions.

Maki Matsumoto looked at Yukino, who was as pink and tender as a porcelain doll. She was such a cute girl.

"Hello!" Maki replied politely.

With a few polite words, she led a few people up to the tomb-stairs rental house. According to the terms of the rental, she was not allowed to open a rental house for tenants without the permission of the owner.

Maki Matsumoto made an exception twice, and the little girl who claimed to be a female classmate of Tsukasa made an exception once, this time for the second time.

The key was inserted into the hole, turned ninety degrees, clicked, and the door was unlocked, revealing the rental house that was less than 15 square meters.

The door faces the corridor, and there is a small five-square-meter bedroom on the left side of the corridor. There is a small table in the bedroom for doing homework.

In a five-square-meter bedroom, the wardrobe takes up only two square meters. The space is so small that it is difficult for an adult to turn over.

At the table, Mrs. Yukinoshita looked calm and knelt down to one side without surprise. Maki Matsumoto took out a kettle from the small cabinet and brewed oolong tea for several people.

The little girl took back her books at the entrance and took off her shoes. The panda Mr. Pan on the socks on her little feet was full of personality.

When she entered the house, her eyes as clear as spring water did not focus on any corner of the house or the placement of small items.

I sniffed the air in the room with my little nose. It was clean and fragrant, not like a strong perfume or a deliberate perfume.

This kind of fragrance cannot be described, it seems familiar, as if I have smelled it somewhere before. In retrospect, the fragrance of the grass on the lawn or the fragrance of the wood under the big tree is probably like this.

It was completely different from the mess she had imagined.

He lived in this small and depressing rental house for three years. How did he get here in these three years? Yukino really wanted to meet the owner of this house.

I really want to point my finger at others and ask, how did you survive? How did you survive three years without the help of family funds.

"Yeah, there are so few clothes." The older girl didn't think she was an intruder. She opened the locker and found three or four sets of clothes.

This cannot be blamed too much on Tsukasa. He himself does not have high requirements for clothes, as long as they are durable and not easy to break.

"Yano!" Mrs. Yukinoshita took a sip of hot oolong tea and called her eldest daughter calmly.

After kissing her mother, Yang Nai obediently closed the wardrobe and sat on the other side of the tea table.

Yukino sat across from Yangno. Her sister was restless and had a sweet heart. She could always add a word or two to adult topics.

She was very envious and pursued her sister with her goal in mind. As she chased her, the gap became wider and wider, pulling her further and further away.

The graduation photos of Tomoeda Elementary School were taken, the classmates were friendly, and the good friends were reluctant to leave immediately after playing together.

Play a few small games, cry a lot, and go to new schools.

Tsukasa is the most annoying. He is 100% sure that he will go to Tomoeda Middle School. Tomoyo is not worried. They are talking and laughing in their small circle. Rika transfers to a school that is very close to the next town.

The sadness of separation didn't exist. He was looking forward to it day and night, but finally couldn't wait any longer and pulled Li Xiaolang as a shield.

It was said that Daochang Li had to catch a flight tomorrow morning to help pack the luggage, and ran away (slip of the tongue) to help pack the luggage.

As he agreed to sort it out, he dumped Li Xiaolang halfway and walked back to the apartment humming.