The Language Of My Youth Was Very Unusual

"It's amazing to do this in a short period of time. The

tone was very flat, but Xuemu's mood did have a sense of praise.

Snow Mother looked around from the walls and ceiling, nodding her head in approval. Her gaze finally fell on Yukino's body.

"It's not bad..."

As the person in charge of this project, I would like to express my gratitude.

Yukishita changed his previous indifferent tone, thanked him respectfully, and bent down to salute his mother.

"While it may be a bit inconsiderate, on this delightful occasion it would be nice if you could be a little accommodating. If there is any confusion among the guests, I can explain and deal with it at any time. Slowly

raising his head, he looked straight at his mother under the snow. That gesture, that expression, there was a clear sense of tension.

Xuemu smiled and muttered to herself as if approvingly.

"Yes, although it is a mother and daughter, politeness and seriousness are also necessary. Finally, I showed an expression like a person in charge.... So, let me confirm it as a member of the Parent-Teacher Association Board of Directors.

"If there is a problem with the dance, I have the right to terminate it immediately."

"Please. Seeing

the little daughter's resolute attitude, Yukishita's mother chuckled, and she covered the slightly upturned corners of her mouth with a fan and asked.

"Although I want to start quickly, can you confirm a few points first? First of all, it is about the scheduled end time and the disbandment.

"Hmm. Please also move around the venue, as we have prepared a complete set of materials there.

Yukinoshita led the way, followed by Yukima and Hiratsuka-sensei.

Finally, after they had taken a few steps, Yono also took a step. However, he stopped next to Stove Men Yun.

"It's the first time I've seen Yukino like this next to my mother~ Thank you."

"It has nothing to do with me, it's all Yukino's own efforts."

Yukinoshita Yono didn't reply, turned around and followed Yukino and they left.

In

the lighting room, the seemingly bored Otome collapsed on the back of the swivel chair and kept spinning in circles.

Stove Door Cloud also pulled up the chair next to him and took a seat in front of the commissioning table.

Saotome stretched, then brought her face closer to Stove Menyun's shoulder before lowering her voice and whispering.

"What did Aunt Yukinoshita say?" "Why didn't you come over just now?"

Otome stuck out her tongue, "To be honest, I don't really like people like Aunt Yukinoshita

either, she feels a lot like my mother, the kind of person who is wholeheartedly for the family." Saying

that, he handed over a headset in his hand.

Stove Men Yun smiled, took the headset and put it on. "Actually, Aunt Yukishita is very good. Otome

gave him a blank look, "yes, is it that as long as you look good, you are all good people?" "

Hey, why is it related to the looks!"

But... Xuemu's appearance is very young compared to her age, although it is not clear the specific age, but the eldest daughter Yang Nai is about to graduate from college, so she...

It can only be said that it is really worthy of being the mother of those two people, and she is indeed a beauty, so even if she usually has a terrifying aura, she still looks very cute....

No! What was I thinking?

Stove Men Yun shook his head violently.

"It's okay to smoke the wind, what did you think of?"

said Saotome with dissatisfaction as she looked at Stove Men Yun, who suddenly shook her head on the side.

"Ahem.... No, nothing. At

this time, there was a rustling noise from the headset worn on the ear.

[I am under the snow. As soon as the notice was given, the dance party was about to begin. Next, guests will start admission]

[Here is Isshiki, received. BGM in the venue, ready to play]

The otome beside Stove Gate Yun also said.

[This is Otome Akane, the lights are ready.]

The ball-goers had already started entering, and the noise was getting louder. Stove Gate Cloud looked at the monitoring screen in the control room, and the hall at this time presented a gorgeous scene.

The colorful dresses move back and forth, like countless falling petals flying in the air.

So far, the dance party has gone smoothly and according to plan.

"After a few hard work, let's leave it to our student union." It

didn't take long for the person who came to take over the work finally arrived, and Stove Men Yun also left the adjustment room immediately with Saotome Girl.

Take off the headset headphones you put on your ears and run down the stairs with brisk steps.

Otome went to change clothes, and Stove Men Yun had already changed into that tuxedo, but he really wouldn't be at the dance today. Rather, as a patrol officer, to avoid accidents at the prom.

Inside the dance floor, most of the people gather in the center, and the hall is enveloped in a warm atmosphere.

Stove Mon stayed in the corner waiting for Otome to appear under the snow, but he did see Yubihama in the rest area first, oh, and there was a Hijiya next to him.

However, Stove Men Yun did not go over, after all, it was the time that belonged to the two of them...

"Small business, hard work~

" "You too. As

if not to be overwhelmed by the sound of the stereo, the two were very close.

"The things in the dance party are quite delicious~"

While saying, Yubihama began to quickly bring over the snacks and other things on the table.

"Doesn't Xiaoqi eat together

?" "Eh, are you here to eat at the prom?"

Yubihama smiled, and then gulped down.

"Delicious! Fresh cream is delicious~"

It's still as happy as ever.... Seeing her appearance, Biqigu felt that he was already full.

After eating something, Yuhihama quickly stood up.

"Hachiman!"

she walked briskly and distanced herself from Qigu.

Immediately afterwards, Yubihama pinched the skirt of his uniform, propped up his right foot, bent his knees slightly, and bent down.

"Can you please dance with me?" Seeing

Yubihama's elegant salute, this gesture directly made Hijiya look dumbfounded...

After a moment, Yubihama slowly raised his head.

Bijigu smiled awkwardly, "First of all, I don't know much..."

Yubihama tilted his head with an indifferent expression.

"Please give me your hand,"

she bent down with her hand over her chest and gently extended her right hand.

Bijigu took a deep breath and stretched out his hand.

"Let's go!"

Yuhihama took Bijigu's hand, avoiding the crowd and heading towards the center of the dance floor.