Hanyu House.
[You naughty little brother, tell me, who's older between us!]
This message appeared on Yuzuru Hanyu's phone screen along with a photo.
He leaned back lazily on the living room sofa, and after seeing the message, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, muttering to himself, "Why are these two together?"
My gaze immediately fell on the photo, and I had to admit that Yukiko's photography skills were truly excellent; the details were captured so well.
The angle was perfectly chosen.
After admiring the photos for a while, Yuzuru tapped the phone screen with his slender fingers and replied: 【Dear older sister, of course it's Aunt Eri... I remember her birthday is a little earlier than yours, right?】
Eri Kisaki and Yukiko are the same age, both 37, but Eri Kisaki's birthday is a few months earlier than Yukiko's.
After sending the message, Yuzuru rested his chin on one hand and gently turned his phone with the other, lost in thought.
Sure enough, Yukiko's message popped up again soon: 【Don't give me that, you naughty little brother, don't tell me you don't know what I mean!】
Upon seeing this message, Yuzuru Hanyu couldn't help but smile and replied: "I'm just a naive kid, I really don't understand what my dear older sister means!"
After sending the message, he casually glanced ahead and saw Xiaolan and Yuanzi enthusiastically testing the flower ladder.
The two were currently standing in the middle of the flower platform, using the control panel to make the platform rise and fall, accelerate and stop, having a great time.
"Wuhu, Xiaolan, drive faster! Drive faster!"
"No! No! Sonoko, it's too fast!"
"It's okay, it's okay, Xiaolan, don't be afraid, I can do it!"
"But I can't go on! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"
Seeing the two of them having so much fun, Yuzuru's lips curled up slightly, and then he turned his gaze to the four-dimensional building blocks on the table.
After the family discussion at dinner, the four-dimensional building blocks have now reached a height of twelve stories.
From the outside, their house still looks like an ordinary two-story villa. However, once you enter the villa and come to the curved staircase, you will be surprised to find that it seems to stretch on forever.
The winding, curved staircases, like an endless Möbius strip, are awe-inspiring in their twisting and turning.
Ran's dojo, Sonoko's playroom, Ai's private room, Akemi's indoor swimming pool, and Hanyu Kusunoki's prop exhibition hall.
These five rooms are the floors that need to be renovated first.
Ai is currently being dragged along by Akemi to draw interior design plans, looking utterly helpless.
After all, no one is more suitable to undertake such a mentally demanding task than the genius young scientist Shiho Miyano.
Sonoko, the second daughter of Suzuki, even went so far as to promise to cover all current and future renovation costs.
Now, everything is ready and everything is in place. We are just waiting for the blueprints to be completed so that we can start construction.
[Bad little brother! Bad little brother! Bad little brother! Since you don't understand, then you shouldn't eat it anymore! o(≧口≦)o]
Yukiko sent a puffed-up emoji.
I was wrong! My dear older sister is the best! Long live my dear older sister! (?˙?˙?)
When it came to the issue of having enough to eat, Yuzuru Hanyu readily admitted his mistake.
He also casually raised his phone, took a picture of his palm with his five fingers converging in the middle, forming a dragon claw shape, and sent it over.
He didn't lie, even though he hadn't tried it himself, Yukiko was widely recognized as having the most outstanding figure.
The only one who could rival her was probably the big-breasted... oh no, the one from Osaka, Momiji Ooka.
...
Meanwhile, Yukiko, who was holding her phone in a huff, immediately opened the message from Nanami Hanyu after receiving it.
"Hahaha, I knew it! I won again!"
Looking at the text on the screen, Yukiko's anger vanished instantly, replaced by a smug smile.
He looked like a general who had won a great victory.
"Hmph, little Eri Kisaki, how laughable."
This tiny victory instantly lifted Yukiko's spirits.
She randomly clicked on the photo, and upon seeing that familiar picture...
Some unpleasant images came to mind.
"Hmm..."
Yukiko suddenly felt her clothes were a little hot and her throat was a little dry.
Once she found the key and came out of the room, Eri saw her best friend holding a cell phone, her face flushed like a ripe peach.
...
"Yukiko, who are you talking to?"
Eri suddenly appeared behind Yukiko, startling her.
"N-nobody, I was just looking at the news. Eri, did you find the key?"
Yukiko hurriedly hid her phone behind her back, an unnatural smile on her face.
Eri looked at her suspiciously, but didn't ask any more questions. She just urged, "Let's go, stop dawdling."
"Okay, let's go!"
Yukiko secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes darting around, until finally settling on Eri's chest.
Then, she looked them up and down at their chests, before proudly puffing out her chest.
She won again!
Eri noticed her gaze, frowned, and asked, "Yukiko, what are you looking at?"
"It's nothing, Eri, let's go."
Yukiko chuckled and pushed Eri Kisaki out the door.
When the two arrived at the apartment building, one of them had an extra motorcycle helmet in his hand.
Yukiko put on her goggles with one hand and carried her red helmet with the other. Eri followed suit, putting on her goggles and carrying her black helmet. The two walked out of the apartment building side by side, their posture upright and their aura powerful.
A gentle evening breeze blew by, lightly lifting the strands of their hair and bringing a touch of coolness.
"Eri, isn't he handsome?"
Yukiko, her face beaming with excitement, pointed to her cool red motorcycle parked downstairs and asked loudly.
This is the latest model motorcycle she bought with the money she had painstakingly saved to pay off her son's debts, and today is the day for her to test drive it.
"It's just average."
Eri Kisaki slightly raised her chin, a hint of barely perceptible admiration flashing in her eyes.
Yukiko pouted in dissatisfaction and protested, "Eri, you're just being stubborn. Come on, get on, I'll show you the speed of the wind."
As she spoke, she climbed onto the motorcycle, put on her helmet, and patted the back seat.
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