Yukinoshita Yukino has 3 minutes to die

The east gate of the small city is ready for snow,

The crowd met the gods as promised,

Rui Huangxiang painted with golden cicadas.

Drink and scatter the evening people hastily,

Drunk and speechless standing in front of the door,

The horse neighs and smokes the street.

On the ramp of fate, he did not meet the girl named Megumi Kato, but he met another person of his own destiny.

——That's the real Shiina Mashiro.

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Chapter 31 Sight

"Strange, the way you look at me is like looking at your daughter."

Shiina Mashiro tilted her head cutely, she came down from the ramp to Koyama Yosuke's side.

With a slender body, a small voice, quiet and steady movements, lacking in style and ups and downs, and expressionless - just by her side, it feels like standing on ice that is about to shatter.

It's like a detailed glass workmanship that breaks when touched.

"Really?" Koyama Yosuke smiled.

It's 6:45 in the morning and the girl is up early.She wants to take advantage of this time to come here to paint and sketch, unlike Yosuke Koyama, she is an art student, and the cherry blossom street in the morning is full of splendor and romance.

The gorgeous cherry blossom street makes the girl unable to stop the pen in her hand.

Just when a gust of wind blew by, the sketchbook in her hand was swept up by the wind, and she was so invested that she didn't have time to pick it up, and the sketchbook just fell beside Yosuke Koyama.

Yosuke Koyama picked it up.

Take a look.

The streets are beautiful.

But trains are missing.

And beauties.

The girl came down, and she asked Koyama Yosuke for her notebook. At first, she thought that Koyama Yosuke was similar to other boys—but she soon noticed that Koyama Yosuke looked at her differently.

It was the look of a loving father.

"I feel."

"Look at my eyes."

"It's the same way my dad looks at me."

Seeing that Yosuke Koyama didn't care about his words, Shiina Mashiro emphasized it carefully.Although she is relatively slow, she is the most sensitive to some of the simplest emotions.

Emotions that others cannot discover, she may discover and perceive immediately; scenery that others cannot reach, she is born to be able to touch easily.

She is simply a genius at drawing.

But when God opens a door for you, he will also lose a window. On the contrary, she is slow to respond to the atmosphere and common sense of life.

— not even.

So that when Yosuke Koyama picked up her scattered sketchbooks, she was stunned for nearly 5 minutes before she felt something was missing and said thank you.

"You don't need to say thank you. You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? If you want, how about having breakfast with me?"

Koyama Yosuke smiled softly, this girl is indeed very sensitive.It might have been the right choice to choose her to copy into the dream world.

He wanted to spend more time with this girl.

It's almost seven o'clock now, which is very early.

Shiina Mashiro nodded, and she agreed.

She doesn't seem to know how to refuse others, not to mention she hasn't eaten breakfast yet, if someone invites her to have breakfast, she will naturally eat it.

"Tch, vixen."

When agreeing to Koyama Yosuke's request, there was a small voice next to Koyama Yosuke who spoke very similarly to her, and it was also a young girl.

But it disappeared soon, and if it wasn't for the silence around her, she wouldn't even know that someone had spoken.

"Did you say anything?"

She tilts her head.

Is it yourself talking?

Sounds like it.

"No." Koyama Yosuke smiled, and at the same time warned his daughter not to make too many noises.

The daughter was resentful, but she still obeyed her father obediently.

……

Shiina Mashiro and Koyama Yosuke strolled on the street full of cherry blossoms, and the two looked like a couple to outsiders.

However, Shiina Mashiro didn't think they were a couple.

They are more like father and daughter.

Even though the two are of the same age, Koyama Yosuke's gaze towards her is really strange, it is an emotion full of love and a slight sense of alienation, which can easily make Shiina Mashiro think of her father.

The longer she stayed by Yosuke Koyama's side, the more obvious Shiina Mashiro felt this kind of thing.

too weird.

Now the time is gradually tilting towards 07:30, and students in twos and threes can already be seen on the road, heading towards the school.

The two of them did not stray far from the street, and chose a shop that was very close.

It was a breakfast shop for couples who moved from China, and Yosuke Koyama liked it very much.After traveling for three years, his favorite thing is to come here and eat some food from his hometown.

Nostalgia is nostalgia for taste. No matter how many years a person travels abroad, even if his accent changes, he still has infinite thoughts about the food in his hometown.

He walked in with Shiina Mashiro.

"Please have a basket of buns and two bowls of porridge."

For Chinese people, it is natural to eat steamed stuffed buns for breakfast.

Now that there are a lot of tourists from Tianchao to Neon, there are also various payment methods for Neon. For snack bars like this one, there are QR codes of Weifubao and Zhixin posted on the glass windows of the store.

Suica card is also supported.

The warm soup with soft steam always gives people a friendly touch. This is the first time for the girl to experience this kind of food. Her eyes are wide open, as if she doesn't know how to eat it.

Small steamed buns, served hot.

"You can eat with chopsticks, too."

"Grab it with your hands."

"Also."

Koyama Yosuke gently blew on the cold film on the top of the porridge, and took a sip of the warm porridge underneath.Shiina Mashiro also followed his example, blowing off the film on the surface, and then took a big gulp of the porridge underneath.

——The next second.

Her little tongue stuck out like a kitten's tongue. The little tongue was so hot that her face turned red.

It's like seeing a hot spring in winter and wanting to take off your clothes and enter the spring, only to find that there is hot magma under the hot spring.

The scorching heat from her stomach made her shiver with comfort. She had never eaten such a strange thing. It was so cold on the surface, and had been blown through by the cold wind, but there was such a thick temperature under the film, which made her feel cold. Her whole body became strange.

His face was flushed, and his stomach was hot and full.

Koyama Yosuke picked up the steamed stuffed bun with chopsticks with a smile on his face, and looked at Shiina Mashiro's face with a doting smile.However, this smile lasted for two or three seconds before it was cut off by a cold snort from another girl in his mind.

He subconsciously tightened the expression on his face.

Indeed, after all, this girl is not his daughter, nor is he his 70-year-old father.

Shiina Mashiro discovered this detail, and she looked at the man in front of her a little strangely.

In the last second, he showed a fatherly smile.

In the next second, he tightened his smile.

Like being interrupted.

Well... so weird.

Not real at all.

How could this fatherly smile be interrupted so easily?

— Fake father.

Shiina Mashiro shook her head. She picked up the chopsticks and reached for the steamed buns. The leather straps of the steamed buns were smooth with distilled water, shining brightly.It looked extremely hot and soft, making her subconsciously want to take a big bite.

——No, I have to take a small bite this time.

What if it is the kind of guy who lied to me again.

The moment she picked up the bun and opened her little red lips, ready to bite it down.

—she froze.

She wasn't stunned because the buns were delicious, she didn't bite down at all.

The reason why she froze was because she felt a strange sight.

The spring breeze in April gently washes people's hearts, and the aroma of cherry blossoms comes from outside the store, with a hint of sweetness.

Slow and sensitive, she seemed to sense this extremely strange sight coming from a distance, and this sight made her subconsciously stop her movements.

The reason why it is strange is because of this line of sight, the emotion inside is partly sour.

——There is also the tragedy of not getting what one asks for.

If it was just these, she would not be in a daze.

It made her dazed.

It is this line of sight that has almost the same emotion as Yosuke Koyama.

That kind of affection full of love and a slight sense of alienation is simply an identical clone.

The same.

The same.

The same.

She heard the voice of the girl who had been vaguely hallucinating before.

This time she heard clearly, the voice said two words.

These two words are:

--"Mother?"

Chapter 32 Father-Daughter Games

Shiina Mashiro didn't have time to find out where the girl with the same voice as her was, and she didn't even have time to judge the direction.

The sound of the car door opening reached her ears.

She turned back.

A black car stopped slowly, and a female student got out of the car.

She has slightly fluttering black hair, crystal clear and delicate skin, bright big eyes, thin cherry-colored lips, and red bow ribbons tied on both sides of her hair. She is wearing the same uniform as others, except for the uniform. There are mini plaid skirts and black knee socks.