Kanagawa Taoist College Students

In his sleep, Li Xuehao was "startled" awake by the smell of food.

Sitting up from the bed, the sky was already bright, and I checked the time again, it was less than 6:30.

Li Xuehao was not overly surprised by the smell of food coming from downstairs. He guessed that the tenant who stayed here last night was cooking breakfast.

After getting dressed, he came down from upstairs, turned into the living room, and saw Keiko Sakurai busy in an apron in the open kitchen.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going downstairs, Keiko Sakurai turned around and smiled at Li Xuehao: "Mr. Zhenzhong, you can eat it soon. You should go brush your teeth first."

"Oh." Li Xuehao nodded calmly, and the moment he turned around, the expression on his face suddenly became richer, with shock and a hint of joy. Just now, Keiko Sakurai's expression was like a virtuous wife greeting her husband. This feeling is very heartwarming, as if someone treated her like this in the morning... very nice?

Thinking of this, Li Xuehao was suddenly startled. Although the two lifetimes add up to more than 40 years old, his body is only 15 years old at this time, and Sakurai Keiko is at least 25 years old. There is a ten-year age difference between the two, which seems a bit older.

He had never tasted such a gentle taste in his previous life, and Li Xuehao entered the bathroom with some complicated emotions.

After washing up and coming out of the bathroom, Keiko Sakurai had already placed the cooked breakfast on the dining table one by one.

The dishes are rich, combining Japanese and Western styles. Milk, bread, eggs, and a bowl of fragrant rice. The side dishes are also unique, including grilled fish, vegetables, and miso soup. In addition to the bright colors, the fragrant taste also makes people appetite.

"I don't know if the taste is good or not, Shinaka-kun, please don't be polite." Keiko Sakurai acted as if she was the hostess of the house.

"Then I'll start." Li Xuehao put away the charm in his heart, and took a bite of grilled fish.

Bitten in the mouth, it is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with moderate sweetness, and the taste is really good. Japanese schools have home lessons and cooking, but not every Japanese woman is a good cook, and some women's dishes still make people feel like they are eating poison.

And Keiko Sakurai, who is the daughter of a daughter, is not only good at cooking, but even unbelievably good. It is obvious that she has practiced hard, and she is not a "princess" who stretches out her clothes and eats her food.

"How is it, Manaka-kun?" Keiko Sakurai looked at him expectantly.

"It's delicious." Li Xuehao didn't hesitate to praise himself, took another bite of the grilled fish, and said, "Miss Huizi, whoever marries you in the future will be lucky." This was a completely subconscious sentence.

Sakurai Keiko's tender face blushed a little, and then she looked at Li Xuehao with joy: "It's good that Mr. Zhenzhong is satisfied."

"Hmph, my cooking is also delicious, and I taught Keiko's cooking skills." Sakurai Miko got out from the ceiling, and then said in front of Li Xuehao without self-effacing.

"Sister." Sakurai Keiko called out in embarrassment.

"Keiko, aren't you going to work today?" Miko Sakurai looked at her younger sister with a slightly puffy face.

"It's not time yet." Keiko Sakurai replied, and then looked at Li Xuehao who was feasting, "Mr. Zhenzhong, when are we going to 'resurrect' my sister?"

"After I finish class in the afternoon, I'll go find you." Li Xuehao said slowly, drinking miso soup.

"Then I'll pick you up."

"Miss Keiko, don't bother with this, I'll go directly to your house after class." Although Li Xuehao had already made a high profile once in the Kendo club, Li Xuehao didn't want to continue to be high profile, and if he could keep a low profile in school, he would try to keep a low profile.

"Okay then, but Zhenzhong-kun, we have already exchanged email addresses, I hope Zhenzhong-kun can inform me before coming here."

"OK."

"This is a bento box. Remember to take it to school later, Mr. Zhenzhong." Keiko Sakurai brought another beautiful bento box and placed it in front of Li Xuehao. Although the bento box was covered, the dishes inside must be rich, and Li Xuehao could vaguely smell the scent of food.

...

After instructing Miko Sakurai to turn it over, Li Xuehao went to school with a lunch box.

After changing the indoor shoes, before entering the classroom, I met Ryota Yamamoto who came out of the classroom in the corridor. When he saw him, his eyes lit up immediately, and he greeted excitedly: "Good morning, Masaka."

"Good morning, Yamamoto." Li Xuehao also responded.

"Yesterday you said to go back and think about it. How are you thinking about it now?" Ryota Yamamoto walked up to him carelessly, and even touched his bento box. When he touched the heavy feel, he seemed to secretly swallow his mouth saliva.

"Yamamoto, I've thought about it. It's okay to teach you kendo, but can you persevere?" Yesterday Yamamoto Ryota said that he would learn kendo from him as a teacher. Li Xuehao said he would go back and think about it in order to get rid of his entanglement. I didn't expect Ryota Yamamoto to be so impatient that he was still blocking him in the corridor.

"Don't worry, Machinaka, I have great perseverance." Ryota Yamamoto looked very excited and confident.

"Well, get up at 4 o'clock tomorrow morning and go for a run, and come to me after running for a month." Li Xuehao actually didn't intend to teach Yamamoto Ryota the way of swordsmanship. Where he is proficient, it is obviously not suitable for teaching each other. The reason for saying this is to let Ryota Yamamoto know the difficulty and retreat.

Sure enough, when Ryota Yamamoto heard this, he immediately showed a troubled expression: "4 o'clock? Makoto, why is it so early? Also, why did you go to find you after running for a month?"

"Because your current body does not meet the requirements for practicing kendo. You have to exercise for a month first, and you can barely meet the requirements before you can learn. Besides, practicing kendo requires running every day..."

Before Li Xuehao could finish speaking, Ryota Yamamoto had already interrupted him: "Shinaka, let's talk about learning kendo later. I said yesterday that my sister would come to see me, but she didn't show up, but she will definitely come today. Do you remember what I asked you to do yesterday? Please remember that you ate those snacks alone, please!"

"Understood, Yamamoto, has anyone ever told you that you are long-winded?" Li Xuehao was a little helpless, but Yamamoto gave up the idea of ​​learning kendo, and finally achieved his goal.

Ryota Yamamoto sneered, and just about to say something, his face froze suddenly, and he looked at Li Xuehao's back with some timidity.

Li Xuehao's heart moved, he turned around and saw a girl standing in front of him.

The girl is not tall, about 1.6 meters, with short and medium short hair, hands on hips, standing irregularly on her feet, she looks like a girl with a strong aura.

Although she is not tall, her legs are slender, and the mid-length skirt of her school uniform still makes her wear a short skirt.

And it’s true that the hairstyle is neutral, but she looks very cute and beautiful, especially her chest, how should I put it, it’s big, big, much bigger than ordinary adult women, this is definitely It's not something she can have at her age. It can only be said that God loves her too much.

"Are you Shinaka Koji?" The girl looked at Li Xuehao, narrowing her long and narrow eyes slightly. Although it was just a very ordinary question, it gave off a very dangerous feeling.

"Good morning, senior, I'm Kouji Manaka from class C of the first grade." Seeing Ryota Yamamoto seeing this girl is like a mouse seeing a cat, Li Xuehao immediately guessed the other party's identity, although he didn't have that kind of dangerous awareness, But in my heart, I also regret that Mrs. Ryo Yamamoto agreed so happily. I knew her sister was so difficult to deal with, so I might as well have rejected him at the beginning.

"Good morning." After carefully looking at Li Xuehao for a while, the girl responded lightly, then hooked her fingers at Ryota Yamamoto, "Ryota, come here."

"Sister." Ryota Yamamoto's eyes were full of pleading, like a puppy about to be abandoned.

"What happened the night before yesterday, how many snacks I ate, I won't pursue it, but who drank the drink?" Yamamoto Ayane stared sharply at her younger brother's face.

"Sister, the drinks are all drunk by the real one, I swear!" Ryota Yamamoto hurriedly pulled Li Xuehao out as a shield.

Li Xuehao rubbed his nose, and smiled wryly in his heart. This Yamamoto, who cheated his teammates, was too inhuman. He just drank one of the drinks.

Yamamoto Ayane fixed her sharp eyes on Li Xuehao, and the muscles in the corners of her eyes seemed to be twitching: "Shenzhong...student! Is Mrs. Ryo right, you drink all the drinks alone?"

"...Yes." Although his scalp was tingling, Li Xuehao admitted that it is normal for someone like Ryota Yamamoto to cheat his teammates, and his life will be short for a few years.

Hearing the definite answer, Yamamoto Ayane's eyes flashed a strange look, and she pretended not to care and asked, "There's a bottle of drink with a lipstick mark on it, did you see it?"

"...It seems that there is such a thing." Li Xuehao's memory has always been good, and his identity is different from ordinary people, it is even more impossible to remember wrongly. However, in this atmosphere at this time, there is still room for ambiguity in the answer.

But Ryota Yamamoto next to him obviously didn't cooperate with him very much, pointing at Li Xuehao as if he suddenly realized: "Really, you drank that bottle of drink, I remembered it, and you still want to ask me why there is a lipstick mark on the drink..."

"Shut up!" Yamamoto Ayane angrily interrupted her younger brother's words, so frightened that the latter shrank his head and dared not say a word, then looked at Li Xuehao, his eyes seemed to be afraid to look directly, and floated out of the corridor: " Very good, since you drank it, since you are a junior, I won't bother you."

Li Xuehao apologized with a wry smile: "Yes, I'm really sorry, I don't know..."

"It's okay." Yamamoto Ayane shook her hands manly, then her eyes became sharp again, but the object she was looking at was her younger brother, "Ryota—"

"Yes, sister." Ryo Yamamoto was as obedient as a cat.

"Let's eat bento together at noon, um...you can come too." The last sentence was addressed to Li Xuehao. After speaking, his face seemed to turn red, and he turned around and left with a soft snort.