“Yaoyao, parting is only so we can meet again in a better way, isn’t it?” said the childhood-friend kuudere girl with hardly any expression at all. “You brat, you’re actually pretty cute when you smile~” The stunning silver-haired beauty with blazing eyes casually brushed back her long hair, every bit the dangerous bombshell. “Onii-chan, our blood is one and the same—through mountains of blades and seas of fire, I’ll face it all with you!” For once, my M little sister wasn’t acting scheming and black-bellied. “But I only like Ruihui…” Mu Yao, blessed with the appearance of a beautiful girl, dusted off her skirt and rose to her feet. At that moment, Nangong Ruihui let down her long hair. “How laughable. This president is a girl.” Mu Yao gave a sweet, lovely smile. “Actually, I’m a boy.” “Hah?!”