Crossover Anime Daily Life: Their Eyes Are a Little Strange

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A subtle, complex emotion stirred within Yang Nai as her lips parted slightly.

He said it in a very casual tone, but it made other girls very shy.

"Because of Yukino-chan, Shirakawa-kun will be able to help us in the future."

"I can't believe Yukino is so innocent; she didn't even know about this?"

Upon hearing these words, Yukino was first taken aback and felt completely bewildered.

Having a good figure has nothing to do with that infuriating jerk.

A thought flashed through her mind, and she, being clever and quick-witted, realized what it meant.

Having quickly figured this out, Yukino snapped angrily, her voice as cold as ice.

"Sister!!! Do you know what you're saying?"

"If you keep talking, you can forget about coming in again."

She really wanted to throw her older sister out of her room right now!

"What's there to be shy about? You'll understand later, Yukino."

"Sister, you can go now!!"

"Huh?! No way, I want to stay at Yukino's house tonight."

"I can't be bothered with you, but if you dare to go into the bathroom, don't blame me."

"Okay, okay..."

Chapter 177 Mashiro: Shiki, you're so strange

Today the weather is fine and sunny.

The rising sun hangs in the deep blue sky, and layers of white clouds drift slowly by.

Incidentally, Shirakawa Shiki also received a task to complete today.

The bustling steel city was bathed in a thin, warm veil of sunlight, with crowds thronging the streets.

The streets were teeming with people, and a beautiful young woman with an expressionless face sat quietly under a cherry blossom tree.

However, what is surprising is that...

Despite her expressionless face, this beautiful girl possessed fair and smooth skin and extremely cute features.

Its pure white, snow-like appearance caused many passersby to stop their hurried steps and frequently turn their heads to look at it.

Shiina Mashiro observed the crowds coming and going around her.

Those diverse gazes went unnoticed, or rather, they were completely blind to them.

Throughout the entire process, he never moved or cast any glance at anyone.

Her beautiful, crimson phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as she looked into the distance.

It conveys a meaning that is hard to explain or articulate.

She seemed innocent, naive, slow-witted, and even a bit airheaded; no one could understand what she was thinking.

This dreamlike scene captivated many high school boys.

Every now and then, their amazed gazes would drift towards Shiina Mashiro.

until......

A male figure blocked some of the sunlight, causing Shiina Mashiro to instinctively look up.

She saw a handsome young man standing in front of her, silently gazing into her eyes.

Shirakawa walked up to the girl and looked at Shiina Mashiro with some surprise.

Because this girl possessed a completely different set of qualities compared to the girls he had always encountered.

The only thing they have in common is... they're both incredibly cute.

Suppressing his own thoughts, Shirakawa saw the girl in front of him with her cherry lips slightly parted, as if she was about to speak.

Suddenly remembering her personality, Shirakawa spoke first.

"Hello, Shiina Mashiro? Mashiro, my name is Shirakawa Shiki, I'm the one who's here to pick you up."

"I think you must have received the message, right?"

Shiina Mashiro stared intently at the boy, as if trying to memorize his face.

After a moment, she spoke softly, her lips slightly parted.

"Shiki...can I call you Shiki?"

"Your name...the pronunciation of your name is so beautiful."

"I love so much."

Upon hearing this, Shirakawa was not surprised that the other party would say such a thing, nor was he frightened by such easy-to-misunderstand words.

A faint smile appeared on his lips as he responded.

"Really? Mashiro's name is also very nice, I like it too."

Shiina Mashiro smoothed her blonde hair, her face still expressionless.

After Shirakawa finished speaking, he paused and then asked again.

"So white, what color do you want to become?"

The question she originally wanted to ask was preempted by Shirakawa.

This caused Shiina Masashiro's eyes to flicker slightly, as if she were somewhat stunned.

"Me...? I haven't considered it, I don't know for now. So what about the style?"

"Shiki, what color do you want to be?"

Upon hearing the girl's question, Shirakawa crouched down slightly to be at the same level as her and spoke softly.

"I probably wouldn't know about the past either."

But now...

Having not heard the other person's voice, I continued.

Her small ears subconsciously perked up.

Shiina Mashiro looked up at the other person, tilting her head slightly as if she were a little confused.

She probably has no idea how adorable it is for a plain-looking girl like her to make such a small gesture.

At this moment, Shirakawa Shiki had a delighted smile on his face.

Yes, he paused on purpose, hoping to elicit a slightly different expression from the girl.

Without hesitation or fear of offending the young woman, he ensured she didn't take it too seriously.

He reached out and stroked the other person's silky golden hair as if petting a cat.

Shirakawa Shiki continued, "I didn't know before, but now I think I've found the answer."

"That's white, the white of Shiina Mashiro."

"I really like it, it's so white."

Although he really wanted to say that it should become a colorful 'yellow'.

But obviously, this was the time to boost the girl's favorability, so Shirakawa-shiki blurted out this line.

Do you like your own name? I never expected to hear that answer.

Shiina Mashiro's usually calm eyes rippled slightly, and even her pupils dilated a little.

She stared intently at the other person and asked softly.

"Shi, I really like what you said."

Shirakawa was indeed a little curious at this point, mainly because he had interrupted the other person.

So what would Mashiro's answer be?

"Is that so? I'm glad Mashiro likes it."

"So, what color does Mashiro want to become now?"

Upon hearing this, Shiina Mashiro lowered her head slightly and spoke softly.

"I hadn't thought about it before."

"But now, it's probably white too."

Shirakawa let out a soft "hmm" and asked casually with slight surprise.

"Huh? Why? Can Mashiro tell me the reason?"

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