Crossover: I Took In a Runaway High School Girl

Rita smiled and didn't mind his gaze. After entering, she didn't close the door. She sat on the bed alone, dragging her hair and said, "Help me blow my hair, it's a bit uncomfortable when it's wet."

Renji didn't know what she was doing. She had despised him because of Mashiro before, but now she was showing her goodwill. It wasn't normal. But he didn't lose anything anyway. Renji took out the hairdryer from the drawer, plugged it in, and began to gently blow her hair.

Rita narrowed her eyes in enjoyment. "Mr. Renji is so skilled."

"Yeah, after all, I often blow Mashiro, Sayu, and Mashiro's hair." "After a while, I developed my skills."

Renji sat behind her, blowing her hair. But his eyes couldn't help but fall on the deep ravine wrapped in the white bath towel. Rita's milky white skin was very shiny. It seemed that she had just taken a shower, and it was still a little pink. It looked very tempting.

Rita didn't mind his sneaking gaze. There was still a smile on her lips. Is this the openness of foreigners? Renji complained a few times, but felt that she was pretending.

"Miss Rita, you didn't close the door. Don't you want Mashiro to see me blowing your hair?"

Rita's body trembled. "How could that be? I just forgot."

Renji didn't expose her. He walked over and closed the door, and then continued to blow her hair. Rita sighed helplessly. " Renji, do you know?" "No one can stay with Mashiro forever, because she is at a height that ordinary people can't reach." "The longer you stay with Mashiro, the easier it is to feel despair."

Renji nodded slightly. "If you mean Mashiro's talent for painting, then it is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people." "But I will never feel despair when I stay with Mashiro, because I don't regard painting as my whole life."

When Rita heard this, she pouted. "That's why you can't understand me!"

Renji stroked her soft blonde hair and gently brushed it with a brush. Hearing her annoyed words, he laughed out loud. "I think I understand." "Rita always drew with Mashiro, didn't you?" "Because you felt that no matter how you drew, you couldn't compare to Mashiro, so you gave up drawing." "But, Rita, have you ever thought that drawing is not everything in life?" "Like Mashiro, did you ask her why she wanted to stop drawing and switch to drawing comics?" "Mashiro made her own choice. She no longer regards drawing as everything, but has found new possibilities." "So, please cheer up, Rita, and have a good chat with Mashiro. She doesn't know anything."

Renji's words made Rita's eyes more resentful. She puffed out her cheeks and said in dissatisfaction, "Why do you say that you know Mashiro better than me?" "I've been with her since she was a child and have taken care of her!"

Looking at Rita's angry expression, Renji smiled. "Who knows, maybe you have overlooked something because you value painting too much?" "Rita, you're confused now, aren't you?"

Hit in her heart, Rita bit her lip and turned her head to look at him. "Renji, you're annoying."

"Really? I think I'm annoying too."

"Pfft, do you hate yourself?"

"Yeah, I actually hate myself, but there's nothing I can do, because there are people around me who care about me, so I've started to like myself again."

"You're so narcissistic." Rita pouted and gave her comment.

Renji smiled but said nothing. After a while, he put down the brush. "Miss Rita, your hair is done, you can go back to sleep."

Hearing that, Rita turned around and stood in front of him. Because she was sitting on the edge of the bed, her full breasts were facing his cheek. "I'm dressed like this, and you're willing to let me go back? If it were Mashiro, would you keep her?"

Renji waved his hand in disgust. "You also said you're not Mashiro." "And I'm not so narcissistic that I think I can capture Miss Rita's heart just after meeting her." "You can only look at it, but you can't touch it. Why should I keep you?"

Hearing that, Rita showed an embarrassed and angry expression on her face. "It's good enough to show it to you, but you actually want to touch it?"

"What else?"

"Hmph, you don't understand romance, you pervert!"

Rita turned her head, and her golden hair hit his cheek, bringing a hair fragrance. She ran out of the room quickly and went to the third floor without looking back.

Renji looked at her back and sighed. I hope she can find her purpose in life. Rita, who no longer painted, now only liked Mashiro and was jealous of Mashiro. This contradictory mentality. Because Shiina Mashiro has a three-sided personality, she usually doesn't have many expressions. So Rita has been worried that she is not taken seriously by Mashiro at all, and has even begun to doubt whether she is Mashiro's good friend. All this was caused by Mashiro's poor expression. So, if you're worried, why don't you ask Mashiro? If you keep thinking about it, you'll only be more confused.

The night arrived. Someone tiptoed down from the third floor to the second floor.

"Click."

She quietly opened the door to Renji's room. Then, Renji felt a soft body in his arms. Looking carefully, it was Kamiigusa Misaki.

"Mr. Renji, you're finally back?"

Misaki was a little shy, with red cheeks, and looked very cute. Renji touched her little head and said softly, "Then you must not have slept." "Even if you fell asleep, I would wake up immediately if Misaki-onee-san had something to do." "So, Misaki-onee-san, what do you want to tell me?"

Misaki hugged his waist with both hands. She rubbed her cheek against his chest and then spoke slowly. "We just wanted to celebrate." "The sales of the game we made, Magical Girl Misaki, have exceeded expectations. By the end of next month, we can start making the animation and the series." "However, a lot of people on Twitter said they would kill the author. Hehe, Senior Sister died too tragically, and the players are crying."

"I complained." Renji's mouth curled, "Let the players feel the pain, anyway, we won't lose." "It's the players' own fault that they can't get the perfect ending."

"You're so bad." Misaki covered her mouth and smiled at him.

"I'm even worse." Renji's hot breath hit the girl's cheek. Her heart rate sped up and her face became even redder. "Misaki, do you want to know? How bad I am?"

Misaki listened to his voice and her heart melted. She buried her cheek in his embrace and whispered back, "I do~"

"What do you want?"

"I want to know how bad you are~"

Renji chuckled. "Just ask, I'll satisfy you."

Renji lowered his head and kissed Misaki-onee-san's lips. Misaki's body trembled and became soft. She closed her beautiful eyes shyly. She let him kiss her cherry lips.

Remember that in the beginning, she was drunk and took the initiative to give herself to him. It's amazing. She is so close to him now. It wasn't just a physical relationship, a relationship between a junior and a senior. What's more, they were companions in life and work.

Misaki sincerely felt that she was very lucky to live in Sakurasou and meet Renji. Although, she wasn't the only one. But after seeing how powerful he was, she had already recognized him. After all, she couldn't resist him.

No words were spoken that night. The moon also shyly hid in the clouds.