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Chapter 119 Episode 7 Family Portrait

Have you seen the famous scene of hanging up and beating stupid parents and childhood sweethearts together on the birthday?

Mei and Shinichiro have never seen it before, but now, they really want to try it.

Two children with similar hair colors stood one after the other, their heads were covered with bright colored spray flowers, which formed a sharp contrast with their dark faces.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Tomogami's mother and Sakai Dazhuang seem to have seen black anger burning behind their backs.

"My dear mother?"

The silver-haired girl's eyes were bent, and she looked at Zhishang's mother with a cute little crescent smile, "Is this surprise party your idea?"

As if hearing a certain keyword, the white-haired elder brother took off the colored stripes on his head, and the emotionless red pupils moved over.

In the little daughter's strange honorific, and the little son's eyes, full of indescribable eyes, Zhishang's mother calmly put down the flower spray tube in her hand, and held it with one hand like every mother who is naturally confused. She frowned and exclaimed, "Oh, no, mom's stewed beef is about to be done."

After finishing speaking, Zhishang's mother went into the kitchen to take refuge.

Mei and Shinichiro stared at the back of their mother who seemed to be fleeing for a moment with eyes that had lost their brightness, their eyes moved quietly, and fell on a sneaky brown-haired boy.

"Where are you going? My dear friend Da Zhuang?"

Lori Mei's voice was so sweet, but Dazhuang Sakai felt a shock behind him and shuddered.

"Then, what..."

Da Zhuang turned his head tremblingly, quietly retracted his left foot that had already stepped on the stairs, his eyes flustered, and cold sweat broke out on his face, "Meat... oh, yes! I, I will help Sha Ye, Ah Sister, my roasted lamb is almost burnt!"

After Chi went to his mother, the brown-haired boy also rushed into the kitchen.

As if there was a monster chasing after him, he didn't dare to look back the whole time.

So in the huge restaurant, only Zhishang's father was left holding a fountain tube, poking it in front of the pair of children with a smirk.

"Huh? Didn't I hear that there is beef stew and roast lamb at night? Hahaha, it's really rich, hahaha."

Tomogami Takeki grabbed the back of his head and laughed heartily.

At this time, a small hand gently grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Zhishang's father lowered his head, and met the overly cute smiling face of Xiaomei, the girl's curved golden eyes, pupils like high-quality honey candy, "My dear father, it seems that the surprise party is your idea?"

puff

The way her daughter looked up and acted like a spoiled child was so cute, a certain silly father immediately covered his cute little heart and confessed carelessly, "Hahaha, I can see it, little Mei, this It was specially prepared for you and Shen-chan, isn’t it a surprise hahaha!”

"What's the matter with the blood on the porch?" The white-haired boy asked abruptly.

"Huh? Blood?"

Zhishang's father blinked suspiciously, then slapped his head suddenly, and brought out a bucket of bright red drink from under the table, "You mean this strawberry juice, right? This is also part of the surprise!"

Ignoring the gradually friendly eyes of his children, the young man gave a thumbs up and said proudly, "It looks like blood at first glance, but it actually exudes a sweet fragrance. Guided by the fragrance in the dark, we found a banquet full of surprises."

"How is it? Isn't it very happy, very fairy-tale, Dad has thought about it for a long time!"

A certain silly father danced and danced, and the more he talked, the happier he was.

The expressions of Mei Xiaomei and Shinichiro made the one big and one small who were hiding in the kitchen and watching secretly tremble at the same time, showing terrified eyes in unison.

Da Zhuang covered his mouth and reminded in a low voice: "Well, Sister Shaye, don't we really want to stop uncle? The situation is not good!"

Zhishang's mother turned her back specially, patted Da Zhuang's shoulder, and said with a righteous face, "Don't worry, I will be beaten up at worst, the child's father has a thick skin!"

Dazhuang Sakai: "..."

As the saying goes, knowing a child is better than a mother, the two children really started to roll up their sleeves.

And some poor old father hasn't figured it out yet.

"Hm? Wait, little Mei, why do you roll up your sleeves with a ferocious expression on your face? A lady can't do such a brutal move, okay?"

"Shen Jiang, what are you doing with Xiaomei's pepper water gun? Wait...I can explain..."

explain?No, Dad, you've made that very clear.

Xiao Yayi forced the old father to the corner with a smile, then withdrew the smile on his face, stretched out his thumb in a vicious manner, and swiped at the neck, "Go! Brother!"

The white-haired boy raised his hand, and the rolling pin and cutting board in the kitchen floated behind him without wind, shining dangerously under the light.

Seeing that the fate of being beaten was a foregone conclusion, Zhishang's old father shrank in the corner shaking his legs, raised his glasses, and spoke calmly in an elite style.

"Then what, let Dad say something again."

"Say……"

"Don't slap your face... oh oh oh oh!"

It's a pity that the cutting board and rolling pin couldn't understand human words, so they all pointed at the handsome face of the old father and greeted them heartily.

That spectacular scene was so sad and weeping. Even Zhishang's mother, who was as hard as iron, held her chin silently, thinking seriously about whether throwing her husband out to block the knife was a bit wicked.

Have it?Well, no.

Chishang's mother nodded calmly.

Ever since, it was half an hour before everyone sat back at the dining table.

"Shen Jiang, open it and have a look."

Zhishang's mother handed a delicate pink packaging bag to the boy.

At that time, the boy with white hair and red pupils was sitting in the center of the dining table, surrounded by his family, and everyone looked at him with smiles in their eyes.

The silver-haired girl, who was supposed to be the protagonist of the party, lived by his side, toasted with her friends, and stared at him purely and happily.

No one asked about his superpowers that were different from ordinary people, and no one cared about his non-human abilities.

Compared with these, they care more about whether the boy is happy.

These days, Zhishang's father and Zhishang's mother have been watching the little son's vague confusion.

Although the two didn't talk about it, they were planning in secret.

This silly couple couldn't say any gorgeous and shocking words, so they chose to use a party to express their attitude and welcome the boy in the most old-fashioned and most direct way.

Man is a strange creature full of ritual.

Sometimes, ten thousand beautiful words may not be worth one clumsy action.

Shinichiro stared at the gift for a while, until everyone thought he would maintain such an action, until dawn, the boy finally took the gift from his mother.

He clumsily tore off the sealed frog sticker, and took out a white box with a creamy aroma.

There is no need to open it, the white-haired boy has already guessed what is in the box by the weight and smell in his hand.

It really is an old-fashioned drama...

But why, why, he couldn't help but want to smile.

The corner of Shinichiro's mouth raised a slight arc, he opened the paper box, and a cute frog biscuit cake appeared in front of his eyes instantly.

The white-haired boy opened his eyes slightly, staring blankly at the writing on the chocolate board——

【From now on】

Let's be family from now on.

Let's live together from now on.

It's like a calm lake, a leaf has fallen, and it ripples in circles, and it's like a distant bell, passing through the misty morning, in a trance, the white-haired boy seems to see a brown-haired girl figure.

She held the same pink gift box and looked at him expectantly, with a childish blush on her immature cheeks.

The girl had her hands behind her back, and the joy on her face couldn't be hidden no matter what.

【You open it and have a look】

【If you really want to see it, I'd be more than happy to show it to you...Misaka Misaka deliberately said...】

The brown-haired girl opened and closed her mouth, still saying something, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

There was a constant clutter of noise, like a broken radio, hissing and scrambling for his attention.

Misaka Misaka?

You are……

The white-haired boy frowned, and an indescribable emotion spread in his red pupils.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand towards the brown-haired girl, but when his fingertips were about to touch the girl's dull hair, the phantom disappeared, and the party scene resumed around him.

A familiar tumult echoed around him.

Shinichiro followed the prestige and found that the silver-haired girl was shaking a book similar to a picture book, and showed an indescribable look at the neighbor, "Da Zhuang, tell me what you think. Our friendship for many years is only worth an old book, isn't it?" ? Oh, it's still half a book."

"Tch, tch, this is not a simple half-book."

Dazhuang Sakai shook his fingers and said proudly, "Miss Chief, I solemnly introduce to you that this is a legendary story without an end! What kind of future the protagonist will have in it is up to you to decide."

"Think about it, isn't this great? The story is not decided by the gods, and the fate is only in your own hands—"

In order not to be rejected by his friends, the brown-haired boy tried his best to sell Amway, "When you finish the second half of the painting, you can treat it as a new book and return it to me on the next birthday. How about it? Does it feel special to say that? What kind of blood boils?"

"Uh..." Xiao Yayi stared expressionlessly at the characters outlined with crayons on the cover, especially the eyes of the protagonist, one big and one small, full of wisdom.

Speaking of which, this guy's previous art work seems to have always been in this weird style, right?

"Da Zhuang, tell me the truth..." The silver-haired girl took a deep breath, and pressed her friend's shoulder with a smile, "Is this a picture book? Is it? You accidentally forgot my birthday, and then rushed out overnight, Are you fooling me?"

"Isn't it? Right, Dazhuang Sakai?"

Facing Mei Xiaomei's approaching smiling face, Sakai Dazhuang, Sakai Dazhuang guiltily looked away.

It's a pity that the bright dark circles under the eyes accidentally exposed the truth.

Little Mei: "..."

Well, she's not angry, she's not angry at all—it's a ghost if you're not angry!

It’s okay to be fooled, you should finish drawing the story anyway, you bastard!

Seeing that a silver-haired girl was about to explode, she pressed the "Legendary Story" in her hand to the face of her cheating friend. Zhishang's father, who had been hesitating for a long time, coughed and was almost patted into a biscuit when he saved Da Zhuang.

"Ahem, what, Xiaomei, Shenchan, in fact, Dad also has a gift for you."

Zhishang's father hid one hand behind the other, and scratched his cheek embarrassingly when he spoke.

Seeing the shy and girlish expression of the man, Mei and Shinichiro suddenly had a bad premonition for some reason.

The two siblings moved their chairs back in unison, their dislike was obvious.

But Zhishang's father didn't care, he just laughed a few times, and pushed the gift hidden behind him in front of the two of them like an exhibition, "Dangdang! Look, it's a special "Papa Love Voucher"! "

"As long as you use the voucher, whether it's a bedtime story, or kissing and hugging, Dad will satisfy you! How about it, isn't it great?"

Zhishang's father had his hands on his hips, and he couldn't wait to see him, his daughter on one hand, and his son on the other hand, being spoiled by his children, pestering the future of the bedtime story.

"Hey, don't grab it, don't grab it, dad will tell you one by one, hey hey~"

Because I was too self-absorbed, I accidentally made a few strange sounds.

Little Mei: "..."

Shinichiro: "..."

Under the sympathetic gazes of others, the two children accepted a thick "Dad's Love Voucher" blankly.

Before a certain silly father showed a surprised expression, the two children raised their other hand, grabbed the two corners of the exchange voucher, and exerted force on their hands——

"Ahhh, don't tear it up, little Mei, Shen-chan! Dad has been looking forward to it for a long time——"

Who cares, stupid dad!

Daughter/son control is also enough!

The silver-haired girl and the white-haired boy coldly ignored the crying of the old father.

Several people were making noise, and the real head of the family, Zhishang's mother, brought out a new birthday cake from the kitchen, with seven lit candles on it.

"Everyone—it's time to sing the birthday song!"

The lights in the house dimmed, and the warm candlelight sounded along with the familiar melody.

Looking at the family members who sang birthday songs in front of her, Mei Zhishang couldn't help smiling from the bottom of her heart.

Just smiling and laughing, for some reason, the girl's eyes were suddenly covered with mist. It was obviously a happy scene, but the tears in her eyes flowed down uncontrollably.

It's like the heart has its own feelings, even if the brain temporarily forgets, the beating heart still records this nostalgic feeling for her.

Countless strange and familiar voices sounded in her mind.

The mechanical electronic sound, the anger of the kitten, and the blessing of the boy, they are mixed, and together with the cheerful melody, they echo in the ears——

【"Happy Birthday, Missy". 】

【"Meow!"】

【"Finally, just like this elf ball, Happy Birthday, Mei."】

……

The buried emotion returned to the girl one step ahead of the lost memory.

The birthday singing has stopped at some point.

Xiao Meiyi raised her hand and wiped away the tears on her face.

Then she met her family members with worried or complicated eyes, curled the corners of her mouth and showed a big smile.

"Everyone, let's take a group photo!"

Let's take a photo.

No matter what happens in the future, no matter what is the purpose of the people behind this, but at least for now, you are here.

[It's great to see you again. 】

So, let's take a photo!

The silver-haired girl smiled.

Before the timing flash of the camera came on, Xiao Mei gently pulled the white-haired brother who wanted to avoid it, and stood beside her parents together with her childhood companions.

"Wow, Mei, stand aside a little, I can't see the camera anymore!"

"Shen Jiang, you have to smile when you take pictures, come and learn from Dad~"

"Idiot is strong, don't take the opportunity to rub the cream over!"

In front of the set-up camera, five people were discussing their poses noisily, and they didn't know who would do it first. Quietly Mimi put the birthday boy's cat crown on the white-haired boy's head.

As a result, the formation that had been set up with great difficulty was instantly messed up.

Shinichiro violently pushed Sakai Dazhuang's face into the cake. Instead of stopping, Mei Mei pointed at the two of them and laughed, and then the bad friend put a spoonful of applesauce on his nose.

The only thing that is fairly neat is the mature man Zhishang Dad who doesn't participate.

Well, if you don't look at his panda eyes that were so black and purple when he was punched by his daughter and son.

"Okay everyone, look at the camera—"

Zhishang's mother took advantage of everyone's inattention and set the countdown of the camera to ten seconds, and then snuggled into her husband's arms amidst the crowd's protests. The couple smiled at each other and looked at the camera.

"It's time to shoot, 1, 2, 3, eggplant!"

Click.

The camera's flash lights up, and this moment of joy is forever frozen in a dream.