Crossover Anime: Where Did My Male God Go?

Chapter 83 Yukimura Seiichi 7

Kirihara Akaya gritted his teeth; he was determined to break this move this time.

Xi En flipped the page directly, and the score came to 6:0. It was confident that even Kirihara Akane couldn't break its master's move.

Unfortunately, I was wrong this time.

Although Kirihara Akaya didn't return the ball, he did touch the tennis ball. The ball's force was neutralized, and it was swung towards the net and blocked.

"hateful!!!"

Kirihara Akari pounded the ground in frustration; he almost, almost managed to hit back.

This dish was a real eye-opener for Qingyue and Xi'en; he touched the ball...

"Xiao Ye is great, she has improved a lot. Next time we compete, Xiao Ye will definitely beat me."

"really?"

Kirihara Akaya raised his little face, his eyes sparkling. This was the first time his older cousin had said something like that.

"Really." Qingyue was very certain.

Scoring a few points is no problem, but defeating them is a bit impossible, but that doesn't stop her from comforting people.

Xi En jumped down with the scoreboard in her mouth and meowed at Kirihara, as if to acknowledge him.

Qingyue: "Xiaoye, would you like to go shopping with me?"

"No, it's too tiring for you girls to shop." Kirihara Akaya shook his head frantically.

"As a reward for my company, I can buy you whatever you like!"

"Then I'm going!"

A new game recently came out that he's been wanting, but his family won't buy it for him, and he hasn't saved up enough allowance yet...

And so, the two of them went out with their driver, while Hee-eun stayed home to watch TV.

I visited every store except for baby products.

I bought clothes for my uncle Kirihara, my aunt, my cousin Kirihara, and my daughter.

"Cousin, that's enough."

Kirihara Akane was so tired he could barely walk anymore. He had played tennis all day but hadn't been this tired from shopping for two hours.

He doesn't have to carry the goods; they're delivered directly to his door, but he's still exhausted!

My parents and sister aren't home, so I can just buy clothes according to their sizes. But they are here, so I have to try on every single piece of clothing. It's so tiring...

What do boys need so many clothes for? They wear school uniforms to school and only wear their own clothes during holidays.

His cousin has already bought him seven sets, and he's still looking at them. His heart is breaking.

Qingyue looked at a youth clothing store in front of her.

"But these clothes will look really cool on you even if you're small, don't you want to take another look?"

"These clothes are enough for me. Even without those clothes, it won't stop me from being cool as an ace."

As he spoke, Kirihara Akaya flicked his hair.

Qingyue smiled and said, "Alright then, let's not look anymore. Let's go buy the game console you like."

People's efforts are reciprocal. The Kirihara family treated her very well, and she wanted to do her best to be good to the Kirihara family in return.

"Oh yeah."

The fatigue from before vanished instantly, and my energy returned immediately.

Upon entering the game area, Kirihara Akaya became excessively excited.

"I don't have this one, but I've always wanted this one, and this one too, this one, it's newly released."

Kirihara Akaya stared at Qingyue with wide eyes, waiting for her to speak.

"Buy them all."

"My cousin is so generous." Kirihara Akaya hugged her tightly.

Qingyue bought a bag of game cards and wanted the seller to deliver them directly to her home, but Kirihara Akaya wanted to carry them too; he didn't want to be separated from his game console for even a moment.

What can we do if he wants to be tired? Of course, we'll let him be.

Kirihara Akaya thought he should go home after buying the game console, but seeing his cousin still wandering around the mall, he couldn't help but ask.

"Is there anything else you'd like to buy, cousin?"

Qingyue hesitated for a moment before asking, "I'd like to ask, what kind of thank-you gift do guys who also play tennis usually want?"

"Boys?"

Kirihara Akaya immediately grasped the key point.

"The important thing is the thank-you gift!" Qingyue sighed.

Why give a boy a thank-you gift?

Kirihara Akaya also wanted to know the reason, hoping it wasn't some kind of lewd boy's trick.

His cousin is so beautiful, cute, pretty, gentle, and generous. She's practically every man's dream girl. He feels that any other man wouldn't be good enough for her.

Even if his own older sister is dating, he won't ask her anything.

It's a miracle that someone was blind enough to have taken a liking to his daughter, the tyrannical woman, so that his older sister won't be unable to get married in the future. He should be thankful and grateful.

Seeing the questioning expression on Kirihara Akaya's face, Qingyue knew that this hurdle couldn't be ignored.

"You know what I wear to school. Yesterday it rained, and I wasn't wearing a wig because I had dyed hair. The color faded, and a kind classmate helped me with it, so I thought I'd give him something as a thank you gift."

"He's seen what you really look like!!!"

Kirihara Akaya was stunned. This was it; his cousin was now being targeted.

Is this peaceful life, which we've maintained for almost three years, about to be shattered?!

"Don't overthink things. He didn't mean anything by it; he was just trying to help out of kindness. Don't always think the worst of him."

Qingyue couldn't help but reach out and poke his forehead.

"It's because you've underestimated men, cousin," Kirihara Akaya said, rubbing his forehead.

"Stop with all that nonsense, just tell me, what kind of thank-you gift would be best!"

“If it’s about playing tennis, it would be better to give him something related to tennis!” Kirihara Akaya pouted, “After all, you don’t know him well, and choosing something else would only deepen the meaning. Why not choose tennis equipment?”

"What are some good tennis equipment options?"

Qingyue thought about it and agreed. She had no idea what else to give him, but she couldn't just give him a bento box!

"There are too many, just pick one as a thank you gift."

The two chatted as they walked to a nearby tennis equipment store.

"this one."

Kirihara Akaya casually grabbed a piece of tape used for wrapping golf clubs.

"Xiao Ye, the tape for wrapping golf clubs should be the kind that people usually use. I don't know what brand or type they use. If I just give it to them randomly, they won't be able to use it and it'll just gather dust in a corner!"

Kirihara Akaya knew he was being too casual. He used what he usually used and rarely changed it. He preferred to use what he was comfortable with, and this was definitely not an option.

He wandered around.

Qingyue looked around, her gaze settling on one spot – the wristband area. After scanning the area, she finally stopped at a small compartment.

The overall color is light purple, with no patterns, only a few irregular lines.

She picked up the whole thing and examined it.

"This doesn't seem appropriate for a boy to wear."

The color is a bit too feminine; he probably wouldn't choose to wear it.

Upon hearing that Qingyue had chosen one, Kirihara Akaya quickly rushed over.

"No, this one is perfect, it suits you well."

"Take this one first, then we'll look at the others."

Qingyue didn't see anything else for the time being, so she put the wristband in the small basket first.

After looking around, the two realized that they needed to know the brands and models that others commonly used before they could buy anything, so they eventually ended up in the accessories section.

In the end, we chose a sweatband, the color of which was white. Just in case, we bought an extra one. She also bought an extra wristband, a black one with very regular lines on it.