"What are you asking me for?"

Miku Nakano, who was standing in the middle, slowly looked at Takasugihara, opened his rosy lips again, and asked.

Under the light, her two thin pink lips were as attractive as cherry blossom petals.

But Takasugihara didn't have time to pay attention to the beauty of this subtle.

At this time, his mind felt like he was put into a rolling washing machine, and he was drowsy, and the washing powder called "Confused" kept pouring into his mind.

He and the quintuplets have only known each other for two weeks, and they can usually identify the identities of the five based on their different dresses.

But now the four of them stand quietly in a row, without their daily personality and behavior. Their dresses above their chests are all covering their eyes and hair, and their goose necks are hung with headphones.

They are four Nakano Miku who were printed by the same mold.

He looked on the floor and saw that the white and black silk that the four of them usually wore on their legs were gone.

Two pairs of well-proportioned long legs were covered by clothes, and the other two pairs were exposed in the warm light of the living room, with snow-white skin as fat.

Even from a black and white perspective, he could vaguely feel how flawless the feet under the four pairs of beautiful legs were, and they were simply four priceless treasures for foot control.

The beautiful legs are beautiful and the jade feet are attractive, but they do not provide discernment information. They are white and a little distracted.

A pair of beautiful legs were tightly tied together, and the front ends of two small feet and ten white and tender toes caught the floor.

"Sister Shanhara is so astringent, look at our legs..."

I don’t know which Nakano Miku said.

Takasugihara quickly raised his head, and he realized that his attention had gone off his feet and embarrassedly took two steps back.

Slowly touch the bangs on your forehead with your hands to relieve the regret that surges on your face.

"Feel sorry."

He moved his eyes elsewhere and apologized.

After a moment, he swept the four people in the aftermath, trying not to look at the four beautiful legs, and looked at the four people's cheeks one by one.

...

Still can't tell.

"Or, let's do tutoring first, there's not much time left."

He took a deep breath and changed the subject softly.

"sure."

Miku Nakano, who had just asked him, had a slightly raised face and looked at him with some loss in his eyes.

"But the tutor can't even recognize the identity of the five sisters. Is this really a qualified teacher?"

"Sister Shinhara, let's guess our identities."

Miku Nakano said calmly, smiling slowly with a hint of expectation, and the three sisters around him had no intention of refuting.

The four sisters looked at Takasugihara with different eyes, some seemed to suggest their identities, while others had other meanings.

Takasugihara frowned in confusion. How could this hint be guessed?

When the blind man touches the elephant, he really gave an elephant to the blind man, but the blind man could not touch it.

Now that he is close to his vision, how can he distinguish the four people in front of him?

After a moment of contemplation, he pointed his finger at Miku Nakano who had just talked to him in the living room.

"Sanjiu?"

Miku Nakano pointed at herself in surprise, and after a moment, he nodded, "Yeah..."

As soon as the words fell, the three sisters around her scrambled to speak.

"I am Sanjiu..."

"She is not Sanjiu, ko    no Sanjiu     da!"

“…”

The four sisters stared at each other and started arguing like acting.

"Nei, Shinhara classmate, you said, who are we Mijiu!"

After a while, the four of them stopped arguing tacitly and looked at Takasugihara together.

It seems that this scene was designed specifically for him.

Takasugihara looked at the four sisters, and suddenly felt a lot of dolls and tiredness surged into his mind, and his head became a little dull.

He didn't have much rest this afternoon and evening, and he was already sleeping during this period.

Now the low-energy-consuming body is now tired of protesting, and a lot of sleepiness appears in his eyes, and he slowly lowers his backpack.

"Sorry, I want to wash my face first, I'm a little sleepy."

"What time is it sleepy?"

In a loose white shirt and exposed her legs, Miku Nakano looked at Takasugihara speechlessly.

Having said that, she pointed at him in the bathroom.

"Turn straight and turn left."

Takasugihara nodded and walked over slowly.

Watching Takasugihara leave the living room, the four sisters sat comfortably on the sofa.

The fluffy fabric sofa is sunk four concave and convex shapes.

"Are you here again?"

asked Miku Nakano.

Miku Nakano, wearing a white shirt, looked at Takasugihara who entered the bathroom, looked around, and spread his hands at the three of them speechlessly.

"There are no ones. Where did she go?"

"Inside the room?"

"Nino agreed to take two opportunities for one person to take out..."

"I know, I know."

"Also, why don't you change the same clothes? It's easy to be recognized."

"Forgot..."

"It seems that Gao Jun can't tell him."

“Catch the time…”

...

The bathroom in the mansion is so big.

Takasugihara slowly closed the door and couldn't help but sigh in surprise.

The bathroom, which is almost the size of his rental house, has become two independent spaces, one is a bathroom dedicated to bathing, and the other is a toilet for use in the toilet.

There is a sliding door between the two, and the sliding door is embedded with a whole piece of transparent opaque embossed glass, which is a bit beautiful under the white light beam in the bathroom.

He slowly came to the bathroom sink and looked at himself in the mirror. He found that there were some dark circles in the corners of his eyes.

In the quiet bathroom, there was a faint sound in the bathroom behind me.

Turning around, he found a hazy shadow reflected on the glass of the sliding door behind him.

Walking forward, he directly pulled the sliding door to both sides. The moment the door opened, his pupils shrank.

In the bathroom, Miku Nakano, who was dressing, turned his back to him.

He was wearing short white shorts on the lower body, and his hands raised above his head were about to put the white shirt on his palm into Conman's upper body.

The flawless beautiful back is like snow, and the waist is graceful and not full.

A seductive black lace edge climbs from the skin to the shoulders and slides in front of you.

Turning his eyes, Miku Nakano's brown hair covered half of his eyes and looked at him in panic.

"Feel sorry."

Takasugihara quickly closed the door, turned her head to one side, and her eyes kept twitching.

What's wrong with him?

How can you open the door of someone else’s bathroom when you are so sleepy that you don’t care about doing things?

It was not until he saw the girl in front of him that he realized that there were always quadruplets among the quintuplets in the Nakano.

"I didn't mean it, I thought there was no one inside."

Takasugihara explained seriously.

After a moment, the door slowly opened. Miku Nakano, wearing a light white shirt, slowly pushed open the door, hung a headphone around his neck, and looked at him with his eyes.
To be continued...