Chapter 72.
As Arisu Kazumi dragged her heavy suitcase, she couldn't help but roll her eyes several times at the clueless man next to her.
That bad dog, with its face and physique, has attracted the attention and discussion of many people along the way.
Just then, two young girls stood not far away. One of them was covering her mouth, while the other hand was uncontrollably and frantically punching her best friend's shoulder. "Look! There's a young couple over there making a scene! Oh my god, they're so sweet!"
Arisu Kazuko said: Sweet my ass! My arms are about to break from dragging my suitcase, but that idiot didn't even glance at me.
She complained, "What has Rina been busy with lately? She finally comes to visit, and she didn't even come to see me off!"
“You just came here last month,” Kurosawa Shiran said. “It’s okay, don’t disturb our honeymoon.”
"A couple?" Arisu Kazumi clicked her tongue in amazement, her face full of disdain. "I've never seen a couple on their honeymoon sleeping on the sofa."
Kurosawa Shiran sneered: "I want you to watch less of the things that are not suitable for children."
Perhaps because of their interaction, the man's expression became even more excited. "My God, they're flirting! A domineering CEO and a playful little girl, that's my type!"
Her best friend, who seemed to be in pain from the blow, shoved her away.
"Alright, stop being so stubborn. Five days. I've been staying in the apartment for five days, and Rina has been coming back later and later each time," Arisu Kazumi said with a deep and subtle smile. "Do you know what she's doing?"
Kurosawa Shiran looked at her coldly.
Arisu Kazumi seemed to be comforting her, saying, "Don't be sad. Anyway, she's always been a womanizer, so you definitely won't be able to attract her."
Kurosawa Shiran asked, "A womanizer?"
“Good-looking people will have suitors wherever they go. This is specially for you,” Arisu Kazumi stuffed the book into his hand, tapped it with her freshly manicured nails, and said slowly and deliberately, “《Hot-hearted Couple》 teaches you how to date.”
Every time I see Rina, her lips are cracked six out of ten times. This bastard clearly doesn't know how to kiss!
New to dating need to learn more.
"Keep this safe, I'm leaving."
Kurosawa Shiran took the things and left without looking back before she could finish speaking.
Back in his car, he felt increasingly uneasy. He opened the book and glanced at it, and suddenly his throat felt dry.
As soon as Arisu Kazumi boarded the plane and opened her bag, her face froze instantly.
Damn it!
They gave me the wrong book!!!
She gave me "The Golden Lotus"!
Before the plane even took off, she tried to call him to stop him, but that bastard had already blacklisted her.
As night falls, the Thames shimmers with golden light as it flows from Westminster Palace toward Greenwich.
The office lights went out one by one, and the exhausted workers walked downstairs. The evening breeze carried the sweet aroma of hot chocolate from the stalls.
Rina stretched and, remembering it was Wednesday and Kurosawa Shiran was still at school, decided not to rush back. She bought some desserts from a street vendor and was about to take a walk along the Thames.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a familiar license plate number.
Kurosawa Shiran was wearing a black suit and black leather gloves, and it was unclear how long he had been standing by the car waiting.
A strange look flashed across Rina's face. "Isn't there a dance at school tonight?"
Kurosawa Shiran casually unbuttoned two buttons and said listlessly, "Yeah."
Rina met his gaze, her eyelids fluttering slightly. Then her eyes followed the movement of his hand, and soon she saw his delicate, fair collarbone. She felt the wind blowing from the Thames was quite cool. "Why are you back?"
"No one dances with me, and it's no fun being alone. After thinking it over, it's best to be with my sister." Kurosawa Shiran thought of something shady, and her jaw clenched.
Rina looked him over and found it a bit unbelievable: "You don't even have a female companion? The dance is a social event on campus, it's not a big deal to spend a little more time with them."
"You're really carefree, sister," Kurosawa Shiran licked her teeth. "Will you be jealous if I chat and dance with those people?"
Rina grunted in response, genuinely surprised that this was the case.
“Sister,” Kurosawa Shiran moved closer to Rina, “you haven’t forgotten that tomorrow is a very important day, have you?”
Rina: "Really?"
Kurosawa Shiran was taken aback, her voice soft and still slightly nasal, "Sister, you're really not cute right now!"
Passersby stared wide-eyed, craning their necks to look at them.
Rina felt inexplicably uncomfortable, exasperated, and lightly hit him: "How old are you? Still acting like a child, aren't you ashamed?"
Kurosawa Shiran said indignantly, "Sister, you've forgotten about me!"
After he finished speaking, more and more people looked over.
"What are you looking at?"
"There's a brother and sister arguing over there, it's quite interesting."
Upon hearing the words "siblings," Kurosawa Shiran felt a surge of anger.
It was as if their relationship had suddenly reverted to what it was like back in middle school. Even without blood ties, this identity felt like an invisible shackle, forcing him to suppress all thoughts of going astray. But he had no conscience whatsoever. He simply couldn't handle his sister's reaction after she found out. Rina only saw him as a younger brother, as a child, and he couldn't reveal his true feelings. So he could only awkwardly follow behind Rina, putting on a show of sibling affection in front of others.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Kurosawa Shiran's Adam's apple bobbed heavily. Suddenly, he leaned down, pressed the back of her head, and sealed her lips with his, staring at them with a warning in his eyes. "Now that the younger brother is being affectionate with his older sister, let's see what they have to say."
Rina felt both helpless and amused.
Just then, her phone rang in her pocket. "Wait a minute."
She turned and left, talked to the person on the phone for a while, then said goodbye to Kurosawa Shiran and returned to the office building.
And tell him that he won't be going home tonight because of work.
What kind of work does my sister do?
Kurosawa Shiran was completely unaware of this and returned home alone, just as her neighbor happened to be taking out the trash.
The old lady asked, "Isn't Miss Lin home?"
Rina had told him to maintain good relations with the neighbors, but Kurosawa Shiran said, "She's working overtime today."
“Young people love their jobs,” the old lady said, handing him a bottle of red wine. “That’s perfect. You can take this bottle of red wine. I haven’t thanked her yet for helping me find my cat last time. It’s homemade, so please don’t mind it.”
"Thank you." Kurosawa Shiran took it, went home, put the things in the liquor cabinet, took a quick shower, and went to bed.
After two months of rehabilitation training, Rina's memory has almost fully recovered.
They had originally planned to go on vacation together after training, but Rina suddenly changed her mind, saying that she couldn't let her studies interfere with her studies and that she would wait until winter break. Then she went out to look for a job.
The details of the job were kept confidential.
Rina returned to the office building and continued with her work.
This was her first time making a ring, and there were many things that weren't perfect, especially the engraving inside the ring before shaping and polishing. She ended up making two defective products.
Based on the designs she had, she had to make a men's version so that when the two were placed together, it would be immediately obvious that they were a couple's set.
It's quite challenging, and even the boss isn't confident about it.
Fortunately, after a month of honing her skills, her craftsmanship was indeed fully recognized by the boss.
However, the construction period is still a bit tight.
Given Kurosawa Shiran's personality, the reason she didn't spend a lot of money on diamonds was simply because she was afraid that she would find them inconvenient to wear and would just keep them in a jewelry box. In this way, she wouldn't be able to tell others that she was taken.
Sometimes his thoughts are easy to understand, but other times they're hard to guess.
After the finished product is made, it still needs to be engraved and finely adjusted.
It was already daylight by then.
Today is Kurosawa Shiran's birthday, and Rina has to finish her work today.
So she took a nap and ate something in the company's break room before starting to work again.
My phone was unusually quiet today. Usually, even when Kurosawa Shiran is at school, she would send me some meaningless messages from time to time, but I didn't receive a single one today.
There's always something fishy going on when things seem unusual, and this saying is absolutely true for Kurosawa Shiran.
Until the afternoon, apart from a few advertisements and random requests, there was no news from him on my phone.
Lina was a little worried and was about to type a text message to him when, just then, his professor called.
"Are you Ms. Lin?"
Rina: "Yes."
The professor asked, "Shi Lan didn't come to class today. Is there a problem at home? I tried calling him, but I couldn't get through."
Rina: "I'll go back and check, and get back to you later. Thank you for your help."
After the other party hung up the phone, she picked up the unfinished ring, along with a fine-tipped carving knife and a polishing cloth, and took a taxi back to her apartment.
The office building was some distance from the apartment, and with the traffic jam today, she didn't get back to the apartment until evening.
During the call, she made several calls, but no one answered.
Could something really have happened?
Rina used her key to open the door. After going inside, she couldn't find anyone in the living room, kitchen, or storage room, so she turned around and went upstairs.
However, as soon as she stepped into the stairwell, she smelled a strong odor of red wine.
It must be a strong liquor; it has a very pungent taste.
Rina seemed to have realized something, and tiptoed toward the bedroom.
Sure enough, the man was lying on the bed, reeking of alcohol, and quite drunk. Upon seeing her, he only managed a mumbled "Sister..."
Rina picked up the wine glass and took a gentle sniff.
She recognized the taste; it tasted just like the red wine the old man next door drank.
This spirit is modeled after Australian Griffith Royal Blend Red Wine, with an alcohol content as high as 23.5%. In addition, after entering the body, the blood alcohol concentration rises much faster than that of ordinary red wine.
Kurosawa Tokiran usually doesn't drink alcohol, but when he comes into contact with this kind of stuff, he gets drunk after just one drink.
Rina took off his shoes, not expecting to move the 1.9-meter-tall, muscular man herself, and covered him with a blanket. "Why did you suddenly decide to drink?"
Kurosawa Shiran: "Hey next door, say this sake is good."
Rina sighed, got up and dialed her professor's number. Just as she dialed, a strong arm suddenly wrapped around her waist, dragged her to the bed, and pressed her under the covers.
The professor heard some noise and tried to speak: "Ms. Lin?"
Kurosawa Shiran gently held her wrist, his fingertips touching the artery in her wrist, his pupils glistening as if they had been soaked in spring water.
Driven by desire, the boy's body temperature gradually rose, and his voice took on a unique husky quality as he whispered seductively in her ear.
"Sister... um."
Rina reacted quickly, raising her hand to cover his mouth.
The professor had clearly heard him and asked, "Is it convenient for him to take the call?"
“Professor, he has a fever and is not quite lucid,” Lina said. “I’ll take him to the hospital in a bit.”
“It’s that serious,” the professor said with some concern. “You should focus on getting better. I’ll send today’s assignment to his email in a bit.”
"Okay—" Before Rina could finish her sentence, a soft, distorted hum escaped her lips.
Kurosawa Shiran seemed displeased with her behavior, and inserted the finger that was originally pressed against her lips into her mouth, abruptly interrupting her.
In an instant, the warmth and dampness on his fingers made Kurosawa Shiran feel a tremor running from his fingertips to his heart.
Rina's eyes widened slightly. Then, Kurosawa Shiran effortlessly removed her hand, moved her knees forward slightly, opened her lips, and whispered pleadingly, "Sister, I feel unwell..."
On the phone, a younger woman asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
His tone was full of worry, making it hard for anyone not to care.
"The girl from earlier is the leader of Shi Lan's study group. She was worried because he wasn't answering his phone," the professor said slowly, then continued, "What happened?"
At this moment, Rina could no longer think. Her heart felt like it was being roasted over a fire, and she was sweating profusely. She tried to struggle, but to no avail. Kurosawa Shiran held her tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his own flesh and blood.
Rina could only release her other hand and cover his mouth again, "No, it's okay. I'll have him call you back after he recovers."
The professor seemed to remember something and couldn't help but want to chat with her a bit more. "Shi Lan is a very smart child, but she's too cold-hearted. Everyone hopes that she can interact and communicate more with her classmates."
Rina: "!!!"
This is not the time to discuss problems.
The girl beside him chimed in, "Many girls in the class like him. Shi Lan is very charming and outstanding... Is there something wrong with him?"
The boy's naked desire raged like flames, engulfing her. Rina took a breath, suppressed her panting, and said, "It's rare that he's been behaving so well at school."
She struggled to sit up, but Kurosawa Shiran pressed down on the back of her neck.
Professor: "Are you busy?"
Lina felt the intrusion, and instantly, tears welled up in her eyes, her heart pounding uncontrollably in her chest. "...Yes."
"Sister..." The deliberately lowered voice was swallowed between the lips and teeth.
Professor: "Well, let's talk again another time."
After hanging up the phone, Kurosawa Shiran gently stroked the sensitive skin behind her ear, her voice dangerously seductive, "Sister, I can perform quite well in bed too."
Rina gasped for breath a few times, her fingers gripping his back, drawing blood.
That bastard is faking being drunk!
Kurosawa Shiran let out a muffled groan, saying pitifully and helplessly, "I've been sleeping on the sofa for three months now, I can't even stretch my legs out, and my sister doesn't care about me at all..."
Wasn't sleeping on the sofa because some people were restless during rehabilitation training and were kicked out in the middle of the night?
Lina was covered in a thin layer of sweat and said with great difficulty, "Who renovated the house and insisted on turning the guest rooms into a study? Was it you who said you didn't want any guest rooms at all?"
Kurosawa Shiran's emotions surged even more, and she started to act spoiled: "My sister forgot my birthday and even scolded me!"
He's so erratic, going about his business in a haphazard way, that Rina is about to burst out laughing in exasperation.
"Does your sister have a dog outside?" She said it with a wronged tone, but Kurosawa Shiran didn't act so softly and obediently.
Her voice was filled with suppressed gasps, making one's ears burn, and her burning lips pressed against her sweaty skin. Rina couldn't utter a complete sentence, so she simply stopped talking.
When the affair ended, it was already 7 p.m. Rina was covered in sweat and wanted to get up to take a shower.
Kurosawa Shiran hugged her tightly again and said stubbornly, "Sister, we haven't gotten back to my question yet."
Lina thought about it in a daze for a while, then pointed to the trench coat on the ground, "I have a dog now, and I'm going to prepare a surprise for him."
A dog? Kurosawa Shiran didn't believe such nonsense. Full of energy, she got out of bed, shirtless, to pick up her clothes from the floor.
Lina looked at him, and a big question suddenly came to her mind: Why is it that when they both go to bed, one is exhausted and the other has endless energy?
Kurosawa Shiran pulled an evidence bag from his trench coat pocket. Inside was a ring. At first glance, it looked like a ring he had given to Rina, but the ring was clearly on her hand.
Kurosawa Shiran suddenly realized what this was, and her heart felt as if it had been doused with hot water, her pupils bursting with tremendous vitality.
Rina said calmly, "If you don't like it, I'll give it to another dog."
"I love it!" Kurosawa Shiran pounced on her like a large dog, his ears turning bright red. "Sister, put it on me!"
Lina was bearing a weight that life could not bear, her old bones were about to be completely crushed, "You are too heavy! It's not finished yet."
Kurosawa Shiran blinked: "Did you make this yourself, sister?"
"I also ordered a cake for you. It should arrive at eight o'clock, ten minutes from now," Rina rubbed his head, suddenly missing the days when his hair reached his waist. "Go and get ready."
“No,” Kurosawa Shiran said, “Sister, put the ring on my finger first.”
Rina: "It'll be done in a little while."
Kurosawa Shiran kissed Rina's hand, which was adorned with a ring, and reluctantly said, "Alright then."
He carefully tidied the room, picking up all the clothes on the floor and putting them in the laundry basket in the bathroom. He then found a clean set of clothes, put it on Rina, and said, "Take a shower later."
The two had different body sizes, and Rina found it very inconvenient to move around in the hoodie that was several sizes too big. But when he took it off, he had a wronged look on his face, and there was nothing that could be done about him. After dawdling for a long time, he finally managed to finish the rest of the work.
The cake was delivered to my home at exactly eight o'clock.
Kurosawa Shiran is making dinner, and her culinary skills are performing consistently well.
Rina particularly likes his mushroom soup and seafood paella, the latter being a very authentic Spanish dish.
It contains fresh shrimp, clams, mussels and other seafood. Tomatoes and bell peppers are added and stir-fried, then chili powder, glutinous rice and saffron are added and stir-fried again. After that, white wine is poured in, and after the alcohol evaporates, stock is added. The pot is covered and cooked for a few minutes, and the freshness of the seafood will be fully infused into it. After it is cooked, it not only looks amazing, but also has a unique taste.
Rina ate until she was about 70% full. While he was washing the dishes, she took out the cake and lit the candles.
After washing the dishes, she turned off the light and said, "Make a wish."
Kurosawa Shiran's Adam's apple bobbed, his gaze fixed intently on Rina. "The ring."
Lina lifted his hand, kissed the back of his hand tenderly, and then slowly slipped the ring onto his finger. "It fits perfectly, it was made just for you."
Kurosawa Shiran looked down at the ring on her hand, her heart in turmoil for a moment, but she couldn't help but smile, "My sister loves me the most."
Lina said lazily, "Of course."
Kurosawa Shiran said vaguely, "Then, sister, can you also help me fulfill my dream?"
Rina: "What did you wish for?"
Kurosawa Shiran thought for a moment and said, "I've been studying a book recently, and there are many things I don't understand. My sister knows a lot, so she can definitely teach me."
The two were standing close together, and Rina's ears inexplicably felt hot. She felt something was off and should ask clearly, "What did you want to say first?"
Kurosawa Shiran leaned down and kissed her eyelids, looking very uncomfortable. "Sister, this is my first birthday, so please bear with it."
Feeling wronged?! Rina panicked, unable to bear the boy's intense and direct gaze. She took a step back, her waist resting on the edge of the table. "You go first."
"Sister, promise me first." In the candlelight, Kurosawa Shiran carefully observed Rina's expression. Seeing that she was somewhat relenting, he continued, "Sister, are you really willing to let my first birthday wish go unfulfilled?"
This was the first time he'd ever celebrated his birthday, and Rina genuinely felt sorry for him. After hesitating for a moment, she awkwardly said, "Don't go too far."
"How could I bully my sister?" Kurosawa Shiran put her arm around her waist, leaned half her body on her, closed her eyes, and blew out the candle on the table.
The two were plunged into darkness. Suddenly, Rina was lifted into the air and carried to the bathroom.
Rina's eyelashes fluttered as she looked up at him, thinking to herself: This bad dog is definitely up to no good.
Kurosawa Shiran kissed Rina's cheeks and neck repeatedly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I like the back, but I also want to see my sister's face, so I prepared a mirror in the bathroom."
Upon hearing this, Rina's mind went blank for a second, and she bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "Let go!"
"Won't it be too cold?" Kurosawa Shiran asked as if she hadn't heard. "I'll turn on the hot water."
His tall frame pressed down on her, and Rina couldn't push him away. She struggled for a while but then ran out of strength and finally gave in. "What are you looking at?"
Kurosawa Shiran: "Sister, please just do me a favor, okay?"
His tone was pitiful, but his actions were forceful.
Their eyes met in the mirror, and Rina bit her lip tightly, a hint of vibrant spring in her eyes.
The silver ring on his left ring finger brushed against her waist and abdomen; the cool metal against her skin made her instinctively shrink into his arms.
After a long, deep kiss, Kurosawa Shiran admired the beautiful moment and chuckled softly, "Sister is so cute, this mirror suits you perfectly."
"Shut up." It started as a gentle touch and a test, but who could have imagined he would use so many tricks? Rina's ears were already bright red.
Her porcelain-white skin was covered with glistening beads of sweat, and strands of her slightly long hair clung to her skin. Hei Ze Shi Lan felt a surge of heat in his heart, kissed the back of her neck, and caressed her intimately. "Yes, we should do what we should do while we can still see in the mirror."
As their desire intensified, the moment their skin touched, they broke out in a light sweat. Behind them was a burning heat, while in front of them was a cold, hard coolness.
Between the alternation of hot and cold, Rina yielded to his demands, her consciousness gradually becoming hazy, and time seemed to stretch out infinitely.
Finally, looking at the swaying figure with a dazzling white halo above his head, he started cursing. At first, he called him by his name, but later he became a little bastard and a little beast.
“I’m a little beast, a little beast that belongs only to my sister,” Kurosawa Shiran curled her lips and lingered on her neck with kisses. “I love you.”
Rina was startled, her breathing, which had calmed down, became erratic again, and then she heard him say it many more times.
I woke up the next day and tossed and turned all night.
Rina felt like her body was falling apart, but she still endured the soreness and kicked him.
Kurosawa Shiran held the person in his arms, his eyes closed as if he hadn't woken up yet, and let out a muffled groan.
Rina was still not satisfied, so she kicked him again, and suspected that even after the matter was over, he still hadn't gone to sleep.
Kurosawa Shiran opened his eyes and kissed her forehead as a reward.
Lina thought to herself: If this continues, she'll probably ruin her reputation in her later years.
"Is anything bothering you, sister?" Kurosawa Shiran said. "Let me rub it for you."
Lina slapped his groping hand away expressionlessly. "Go cook."
Having kissed and been hit, Kurosawa Shiran got dressed and got out of bed, completely satisfied.
Just as she was about to leave the room, Rina watched his retreating figure and suddenly said in English, "I love you."
She didn't seem to reply to him at all last night.
Kurosawa Shiran turned around, their eyes met for a moment, and after a few moments of swallowing, she uttered a low, hoarse sentence, "Sister, I have a little wish."
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Author's Note: Mini-Theater:
One day, while Rina was out, Kurosawa Shiran rummaged through drawers and cupboards looking for books.
Maid: Silly child, who could hide something under a detective's nose?
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