I didn't think of the "Second Herrscher" who had the same name and was also famous.
After thinking for a few seconds without coming up with anything, she simply let go of the memory for the time being, crossed her legs, and said calmly:
"Xilin, right? I can't believe your one-sided words so easily. What about that girl Qiana? I want to have a good talk with her first."
"Hmm." Xilin, who had already known that this meeting would end like this, shrugged her shoulders with a very casual attitude.
In fact, she was raised by someone and has always been a very easy-going person.
Of course, this will never apply to certain people who have committed many evil deeds.
Juvenile criminals who act recklessly because of their young age, corrupt officials who prey on the people, copper smelters...
God created all things to nourish man!
After promising Wuliangta Jizi, Xilin stretched her neck very decisively.
It was as if the delay was suddenly too high and my brain crashed as if it had lost connection with the network for an instant.
This state of dullness yet inexplicably cuteness only lasted for a few seconds.
After a few seconds, the stunned "she" came to her senses again and shook her head.
Looking closely, her expression and behavior lack the maturity and calmness that a sister should have, and instead have a bit more vitality and sunshine.
I think the subtle transformation from Sirin to Kiana should have been completed.
"Kiana?"
Muliangta Himeko, who also guessed through careful observation that Kiana had "returned", pursed her lips and asked softly.
Hearing this extremely soft and inexplicably gentle call, Kiana's delicate body trembled slightly.
After the shock, she scratched her head and began to explain:
"Aunt Jizi, please don't misunderstand. Sister Xilin is indeed my sister. I have agreed to her temporarily living in my body. Amian can also testify to this."
After giving this brief explanation, she then began to add some more words in a somewhat nagging manner.
Wuliangta Himeko listened quietly to Kiana's addition, and at the same time quietly hid her pink fists that had been clenched tightly subconsciously behind her back because of the latter's call of "Aunt Himeko".
By the familiar force of her clenched fist and the urge to immediately swing it from top to bottom, she once again confirmed the true identity of the girl in front of her.
Kiana talked for a long time and found that Wuliangta Jizi didn't move at all, so she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her eyes, "Aunt Jizi, are you listening?"
Unexpectedly, what he got in return was a moderately powerful "painful blow" from the other party, as well as a series of scoldings:
"Didn't I tell you not to be so disrespectful, and not to call me 'Auntie' or anything like that?
"And I'm not saying this, do you know how dangerous it is to let another soul live in your body while she can control your body like she did just now? Lu Mian is such a fool, why didn't he say anything to stop you?"
Listening to Himeko Murata's nagging mixed with warmth and concern, Kiana, who was grimacing and covering her head even though she didn't feel any pain, blinked and realized that the former had misunderstood.
"Jizi, you don't know, Sister Xilin's biological mother also lives in our Saint Freya Academy. She is also my current mother."
She first changed her way of addressing him sincerely, and then explained it as she had just done.
Hearing this, Wuliangta Jizi was stunned. She opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Faced with such a "complicated" situation and relationship, she really needs to use her brain to sort it out.
Sirin is Kiana's sister, and Sirin's biological mother is also Kiana's current mother.
That should be the "godmother" that I recognize.
Reconstructing the family...
Wait, where's Dad? Does Theresa know this is happening?
After a slightly confused brainstorming session, Wuliangta Jizi let out a sigh of relief.
Although she still didn't fully understand everything, she was too lazy to understand anything anymore. She clenched her fist and pounded her palm, saying:
"Yeah, I almost understand. It seems like I was a little nosy. Sorry, sorry."
"Hey, what's the big deal?" Kiana waved her hand nonchalantly, and then brought the topic back to the past, "If there's nothing else, I'll log off first, you guys chat."
After saying this, he didn't wait for anyone to react and directly switched the soul in his body.
In the blink of an eye, Sirin regained temporary control of Kiana's body, and also faced off against Himeko Muliangta in front of her again.
The two looked at each other, wide-eyed and small-eyed, and for a moment no one knew what to say.
In the end, it was Xilin who spoke first, having a certain "purpose" or motivation:
"Teacher Jizi, thank you for taking care of Kiana. I can actually feel the passionate and sincere emotions hidden in your heart.
“You must be a very, very good teacher.”
There was actually a hint of the tone of a mature sister standing in front of her younger sister.
These polite yet sincere words made Wuliangta Jizi blush.
"No, no, no, I just hope you can stop caring about me doubting you so much before." As she said this, she seemed like she couldn't bear it and kept waving her hands.
Xilin smiled without any concern, and then she stated her intention quite sincerely, "Due to my experience, I have never had any contact with the teacher, so I am naturally very curious about it.
"This is also the main reason why Kiana is trying so hard to push us to meet and facilitate this conversation. How about trying to have a chat, Teacher Jizi?"
When she heard that Xilin was actually interested in teachers, Muliangta Himeko, as a good teacher, immediately got into the mood.
"Well - let me see, we still have plenty of time. So how would you like to talk, classmate Xilin?" She first leaned on her face and glanced at the time, then asked.
Hearing this, Xilin's eyes rolled, and she chuckled without any fear, "No matter what it is, its origin and end are the most attractive.
"How about starting with your first class in your coaching career?"
"Is that so? Then I have to think about it carefully..."
"It doesn't matter. You said so too. We still have plenty of time."
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The conversation between Xilin and Wuliangta Jizi lasted for a long time.
We talked about everything from the first class in my coaching career to what the "last class" will be like, although it is a little too early to talk about it now but it will eventually come.
It can be said that we had a very pleasant conversation.
Until Mei Raiden, the Herrscher of Rice, prepared breakfast and came to inform the two of them to have breakfast;
It was not until Lu Mian, who had promised Kiana early in the morning to accompany her to finish all the subjects that needed to be retaken, arrived.
This is how I finally stopped.
What is shown next is the ordinary meal at Himeko Murata's house today.
Or you could call it the Valkyrie's table.
Of course, if we take the actual relationship into consideration, it is not impossible to change the name to "Today's Meal at Lu Mian's House".
After all, except for the current "home" which is not his home, the rest of the people are his family...
Wuliangta Himeko's dormitory, living room.
Perhaps it was because it happened to be such an important day as "Kiana's make-up exam".
The breakfast, which was originally more suitable for a lighter meal, was also prepared to be indescribably sumptuous:
Fried fish with essence, spicy fin with rice, miso soup, etc.
It has great color, aroma and taste, and it will make you salivate with anti-aging.
At the dining table, Mei Raiden and Bronya huddled together and whispered while eating, while Himeko Murata was less concerned because she was on vacation, so she took a can of beer and drank it while eating.
Lu Mian sat side by side with "Kiana".
He could tell at a glance that something was wrong with the person next to him, so he deliberately moved closer to him.
Within a distance where they could hear each other's breathing and heartbeats, they whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"What's going on? You're going to take the exam for the sisters, right?"
"Hey, go away. I've never had much contact with teachers since I was a child, so I borrowed Kiana's body to chat with Mr. Himeko."
Although Xilin appeared extremely reluctant, she actually told the whole story with a smile on her face.
Looking at this, he might as well tell you what color he is wearing today.
Hearing Xilin's answer, Lu Mian subconsciously raised his eyebrows to express surprise.
Wow, Xilin and Wuliangta Jizi started chatting because of the identity of "teacher".
This is something that we would never have dared to imagine in the original plot.
I didn't expect to meet him today.
Thinking of this, he nodded with satisfaction, "Is that so? Did you have a pleasant chat?"
"Hehe, I won't tell you~~~" Xilin said, blinking her eyes playfully, looking mischievous.
Judging from his performance this time, he is in a good mood. In that case, what is there to be unhappy about?
The answer to the question may not be that important anymore.
Lu Mian, who was also aware of the above point, looked at Xilin who was smiling playfully while borrowing Kiana's body, and couldn't help but slightly curl up the corners of his mouth and reveal a smile.
There was an inexplicable pity in that smile, but also a pure clarity.
After that, the family spent a wonderful breakfast time together in harmony and happiness.
Logically speaking, an exam should be very stressful and the schedule should be tight.
But probably because of the make-up exam, the time requirements and restrictions for students were not very strict, leaving a lot of loose time.
This time is even enough for candidates to take a nap and replenish their mental state.
Lu Mian unexpectedly learned from Wuliangta Jizi that Kiana woke up a little early. Under this premise, he held Kiana, who had finally regained control of her body, in one hand and sat on the sofa.
"Honestly speaking, we still have plenty of time. Not just a lot of time. Can't we take advantage of this time to get some sleep and replenish our mental state?"
Lu Mian held Kiana gently in his arms and asked this with the purpose of testing.
Faced with Lu Mian's suggestion, Kiana didn't pretend to be mature and flipped through the books after all.
Instead, he nuzzled into her arms childishly, "Well, that's it. Ah Mian, you must remember to call me."
After she finished speaking, her breathing became even in a very short time and she fell asleep peacefully.
It’s true that being young is good. You can go to bed as soon as you say you want to, without any hesitation.
Mei Raiden, Bronya, and Himeko Murata, who were still active around, didn't say anything when they saw this. Instead, they went back to their homes and looked for their mothers.
Even the series of actions in between can be described as being very light and cautious.
Even if you are not the person involved, you will feel warm because of this kind of care from people around you.
At least, Lu Mian felt inexplicably warm in his heart.
"Whoosh..."
Just like that, Lu Mian hugged Kiana, listening to the girl's regular breathing in his arms, but his thoughts gradually drifted away.
He could actually feel that the latter was still a little nervous about the make-up exam, but it was not revealed so obviously.
But this is all he and the girls around him can do.
After all, the make-up exam is Kiana's own business, and she has to bear this tension alone.
No one could bear it for her, and all they could offer was a little companionship.
It’s not that Lu Mian doesn’t believe in Kiana’s willpower and her ability to overcome difficulties alone.
On the contrary, he actually believed that Kiana could handle everything even on her own.
but......
Perhaps he could have taken more initiative and done more.
Chapter 28: Breast Murder Case (Two in One)
Perhaps liking and loving should always be passionate and intense and often accompanied by some kind of impulse.
Lu Mian now had an urge to hug Kiana, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, tightly into his body, but he was afraid that if he used too much force, he would wake her up.
