Anime Crossover: About How I Spoiled an Angel

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"After all, even if you open the same document using different versions of the same Word software, the formatting may change due to version differences."

"I see... How amazing!"

Yui wasn't too stupid. With Su Qing's reminder, she quickly printed out the form. The printer was connected to the computer and was right next to her. With the sound of the machine running, several sheets of paper were printed out in no time.

Yui stretched out her slender little hand. Because the paper was still warm from being printed, Yui flinched slightly, but quickly adjusted.

"One more thing, don't rush to take the printed documents. If you're worried about them getting too hot, just wait for about ten seconds."

Su Qing smiled when he saw this, because he was thick-skinned and didn't expect Yui to get burned.

Strange, that voice sounds so familiar!

And this supernatural conversation!

Besides Xiaoxue... it can only be Xiaoqing!

After resolving the printing issue, Yui's brain quickly allocated some memory space to determine the identity of the person who had just spoken.

Yui hurriedly got up, but accidentally bumped her thigh under the table.

"What's the rush?"

Su Qing took a chair from nearby and naturally sat down next to Yui.

"Xiao Qing! I knew it was you, hehe."

But what brings you here?

Upon seeing that the person who came was indeed Su Qing, Yui forgot the pain from her earlier fall and greeted him with a smile.

"I was afraid you'd die suddenly here, so I came to see you especially."

Su Qing held a glass of iced MAX coffee in her right hand and pressed it against Yui's face.

"Ugh—it's so cold!"

Because of the injury to her left thigh, Yui was currently holding her left thigh with both hands, her little face pressed against the table, looking adorable.

"Drink it, it's sweet and it will help you work."

"Oh, oh." Yui took the coffee, seemingly understanding but not quite, but kept rubbing her hands together on the cup, as if she had no intention of drinking it immediately.

"You like hot coffee? That's not how you use friction to generate heat."

Su Qing picked up the newly printed forms from Yui's desk and said casually.

"Um...no, that's not it."

Yui raised her eyes, then quickly looked them back, but her hands didn't stop moving.

"Did Xiaoqing come by herself, or...?"

Yui didn't finish her sentence, but Su Qing knew what she wanted to say.

It seems that Yui isn't actually that stupid.

"Yukinoshita told me, but even if she hadn't said it, I knew she would have come."

Therefore, Yukinoshita was merely a source of information.

Su Qing immediately sold Yukinoshita out, then noticed that the girl's originally rosy lips were now somewhat pale, and that she had heavy bags under her eyes. She then asked:

"Tell me, what exactly is 'growth'?"

"Xiaoxue said it all!" Yui was initially happy when she heard Su Qing's words, but her face immediately fell when Su Qing asked, and she looked annoyed.

You silly girl, Xiaoxue! Why do you tell Xiaoqing everything?

"Actually, it's nothing. I just think everyone is so amazing, so I want to learn something too, and also help Xiaoxue out."

[I can get even closer to Xiaoqing, hehe.]

Clearly, Yui has really grown up; she's even learned to hide her true abilities now.

The girl smiled innocently, her words carrying a hint of pride:

"Besides, I didn't hold Xiaoxue back."

Ignoring who "everyone" meant in Yui's words, and without considering whether Yui had other motives, Su Qing simply asked softly:

"What time have you been going to bed these past few days?"

"I went to bed very early!"

"What time is 'very early'?"

"Eleven o'clock," Yui answered confidently.

"What time is it?"

"Ten, twelve o'clock." Yui was clearly not so confident anymore.

"What time?" Su Qing asked again.

"Waaaah! I really will go to bed at midnight tonight!" Yui felt guilty, so she could only throw a tantrum and act cute to try and get through this.

"Want to lean on me for a while?"

Su Qing knew that Yui had been becoming increasingly unruly lately, but there was no point in worrying about it. Since there was no one in the printing room, Su Qing asked.

"Eh……?"

Su Qing's topic jumped around too quickly, and Yui hadn't even reacted yet.

"Take a rest for a while. I'll teach you if there's anything you don't understand later. Leaning on me is definitely more comfortable than lying on the table, right?"

That's exactly what Su Qing thought.

Besides, wasn't the other person leaning on my shoulder the last time we were on a park bench?

"Well... I'll just wait a bit, just a little while."

"Okay. I'll call you in advance if someone arrives."

"Mmm," the girl replied softly, her voice barely audible.

"Relax your body."

Noticing the girl's tense body, Su Qing gently reminded her again.

The girl didn't speak this time, but her body did relax considerably.

If only things could stay like this forever...

Su Qing's scent was so close, and after adjusting to a more comfortable position, Yui quietly thought about it, but due to exhaustion, she quickly fell into a short sleep again.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Yukino loves cats, and as everyone knows, cats walk silently.

Therefore, Yukino walks very quietly.

At this moment, Yukino, who had just finished talking with Haruno, was watching this scene from afar outside the door.

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Chapter 141 Reliance is a kind of [trust]

What does it feel like to be someone's support?

The first thing that hits your nose is the fragrance of the girl's unbranded shampoo, which gently lingers around your nose like the fresh scent of the first breeze in spring.

You took a gentle sniff; the fragrance wasn't strong, but it was intoxicating, much like the delicate scent of some kind of flower.

What could it be?

That's how boys are; when they have nothing to do, they entertain themselves, as if guessing what scent of shampoo a girl uses is a remarkable thing, even if no one praises them.

However, when you want to smell it more clearly, you suddenly find that the tip of your nose is a little itchy.

Out of the corner of my eye, I realized that a few strands of the girl's mischievous hair had somehow gotten stuck to my face.

You frowned, intending to gently brush it away.

But at this moment, the girl suddenly started huffing and puffing, making it hard to understand what she was saying. You felt a little helpless and could only suppress your temper and wait quietly. The girl just nuzzled his shoulder gently, like a kitten that loves its owner, and then moved to a more comfortable angle.

You breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the girl didn't wake up. Actually, it wouldn't have mattered if she had, but you wanted her to sleep more peacefully out of affection.

Fortunately, because of the girl's strange actions, the strands of hair that were originally stuck to the boy's face were naturally blown into the air by gravity, and whenever a breeze blew by, they were as charming as dandelions scattered everywhere.

You chuckled indulgently twice, then carefully reached out and gently tucked a few stray strands of hair behind the other's ear. However, due to the position, the boy's movements were clearly somewhat difficult.

After doing all this, you feel like you've just gone through a major battle, and your heart skips a beat.

With nothing else to do, I decided to smell that familiar shampoo scent again.

But when you smell it again, the pleasant scent seems to be mixed with the faint fragrance of a young girl.

It was only then that you realized how close the two of you were now.

It is autumn, far from the cold winter season.

Perhaps because of poor indoor ventilation, the girl felt somewhat hot. As a result, the first button on her dark suit jacket lost its intended purpose.

Because of the angle, you can vaguely see a patch of snow-white, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

Unfortunately, much of the scenery was firmly blocked by the second button.

You sighed softly again, but didn't feel any regret. At the same time, because the girl had been leaning on your shoulder for so long, you felt stiff all over and uncomfortable.

Out of consideration for your reputation, you didn't wake the girl directly, but silently endured everything.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Looking out the window, you see blue sky and white clouds reflecting each other, and the sunlight is warm but not scorching, gently caressing every inch of the soil.

The wildflowers by the roadside cheered and jumped for joy, and even the most inconspicuous plants on ordinary days greedily absorbed everything at this moment, and then grew wildly.

Time seemed to freeze, standing still.

And once you come to your senses, a feeling of satisfaction and happiness from being relied upon and trusted washes over you like a storm, making it irresistible...

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Yui, wake up."

Su Qing gazed at Yui, who was sleeping soundly beside her, and called out softly.

"Ugh—I'm so sleepy, Mom, I'll sleep a little longer."

Yui just wrinkled her cute little nose, and after acting cute, she rubbed against Su Qing's shoulder and then fell silent.

"I'm not your mother. If you don't get up, I'm going to beat you."

Su Qing nudged Jieyi lightly with her shoulder and said irritably.

"Eh……?"

Yui was also awakened by Su Qing's movements, and got up to rub her sleepy eyes. Because she had just woken up, Yui's voice was much softer and sweeter than usual, sounding like cotton candy to Su Qing.

"Xiao Qing... how long have I been asleep?"

"I'm not sure, maybe ten or twenty minutes."

Seeing that Yui had finally left, Su Qing took the opportunity to stand up and move the parts of her body that had been stiff.

"I slept very comfortably, hehe."

Yui stretched lazily, and seeing Su Qing moving around, she suddenly grinned mischievously, trotted up behind Su Qing, and urged:

"Xiao Qing, please sit down!"

"I won't sit here anymore. Take the printed things and take me to your workplace." After saying that, Su Qing prepared to leave with her things, but Yui pretended to press her down.

"What are you doing?" Feeling the pressure on her shoulder, Su Qing had no choice but to sit down.

"How's this pressure?"

Yui didn't explain much, but she showed Su Qing through her actions.

"Put a little more force into it."

Yui isn't very strong, and massage requires not only skill but also a lot of hand strength.

After hearing Su Qing's words, Yui gave a crisp "OK" and worked even harder.