There is No Problem with the Youth Under the Snow

"But there's no need to do that."

However, as soon as her voice fell, Yubihama showed a clear expression, but she immediately shook her head.

"why?"

"Yukishita-san never pays attention to these things, so you don't need to pay attention to Yumiko, just say it in a normal way."

When Yubihama said these words, for some reason, she had an inexplicable confidence in her body, and she felt as if she suddenly became confident.

Miura frowned, looked at Yubihama, and thought about her words.

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"Ding dong."

The crisp doorbell rang.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Kyousuke slowly stood up while drinking barley tea.

"Is it Tong Nao's friend again? Anyway, it has nothing to do with my big brother."

As he thought about it, he couldn't help shaking his head, walked to the entrance, and opened the door.

"Is this Mr. Takasaka's house?"

As the door was opened, a cold and pleasant voice rang out.

When Kyosuke raised his head, he instantly fell into a sluggishness.

Standing at the door of his house was a young girl he had never met.

And she is definitely a rare-level beautiful girl, objectively speaking, she seems to be slightly better than her own sister.

A straight face, a long black hair that goes past the shoulders, and a face that is cute and foul.Slightly floating black hair, crystal clear and delicate skin, big bright eyes, thin cherry-colored lips, red bow ribbons tied on both sides of the hair, the slightly indifferent expression on the face makes people unconsciously distance from her But it is precisely because of this that she has such an unspeakably different temperament in her body.

So Kyousuke couldn't help but wonder if he was dreaming?How could such a person appear at your doorstep?

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Takasaka's house?"

The girl in front of her was very patient, her face was calm, and she politely repeated the words just now.

This was Kyosuke's reaction from his sluggishness.

"Yes... That's right, this is the Takasaka family, what's the matter with you?"

He answered nervously.

"So is Officer Takasaka at home?"

"he is at home."

Hearing the girl's second question, Kyosuke replied subconsciously.

After hearing Kyosuke's answer, she nodded and spoke again.

"Then, can I go in?"

She stared straight at Jingsuke, making Jingsuke feel very embarrassed.

He couldn't help feeling a little dry in his throat and swallowed, then hesitated a little, then said

"of course can."

So, the girl walked straight past him, leaving only a faint fragrance.

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Daisuke Takasaka, who is in the study room, is immersed in writing this week's work summary. For a police officer who is meticulous and strict with himself, even on Sundays, he has to take part of his time to work, although he does this No family support was received.

But suddenly, the door of the study was rudely pushed open.

He looked displeased at the sudden intruder, it was his son, Keisuke Kosaka.

"Kingsuke, didn't I tell you to knock on the door when entering the study?"

"Dad, there is... someone is looking for you."

"What? Someone looking for me?"

He looked at Jingsuke with a puzzled face, who would come to look for him on weekends?

"She's waiting in the living room now."

Hearing this, he got up directly from the chair and walked towards the living room on the first floor.

Yukinoshita sat quietly on the sofa and waited, putting the gift bag she brought with her when she came.

"Dengdengdeng" footsteps down the stairs resounded.

"How did you find this place?"

When he walked to the living room, Daisuke recognized Yukinoshita in the living room at a glance, and asked in surprise.In his memory, he never told Yukinoshita about his family.

"This kind of thing, just ask if you don't know it?"

Indeed, Daisuke, a police officer, is very familiar with the residents in this area of ​​his home.

"So what's wrong with coming to my house?"