Ryuji picked up the home phone.
Rarely making landline calls in this day and age, Ryuji secretly guessed the identity of the other party.
"Hello." A Japanese with a British accent came from the other end of the phone, which was indescribably strange.
"Hello, who are you?"
"I'm Mashiro's father." The man on the phone said so.
"Mashiro's father?" Ryuji was surprised, but he didn't expect it to be a call from an uncle he had never seen before.
Is this related to Rita bringing Mashiro back to England?
"What is it?" Ryuji asked.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then he said, "Recently, how's Mashiro?"
Just like an ordinary father's concern for his daughter, this was a bit different from Ryuji's guess.
"Hmm… that's pretty good." Ryuji answered straight to the point.
"Yes."
Even though he couldn't read his expression, the man on the other end of the phone must have heaved a sigh of relief.
The two parties' dialogue returned to silence. Although in theory the two were uncle and nephew, they had never met in person.
"What are you trying to say, say it quickly, international calls are very expensive," Ryuji shouted, wanting to quickly end the boring conversation.
Mashiro's father was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter, "Hahaha, you are really interesting, son of the Hyakki family~~."
After laughing, Mashiro's father continued: "Thank you for worrying about Mashiro."
Ryuji's impression of Mashiro's father changed greatly, he thought it would become a more serious image.
"It's nothing, Mashiro is my little sister," Ryuji said calmly.
"By the way, I didn't discipline Mashiro enough. She had been used to painting since she was a child, but now she couldn't even take care of her own life. "Mashiro's father blamed him over the phone.
Mashiro did achieve very high achievements in painting, but the price is the common sense of ordinary people. Her parents always blamed themselves for this.
But Mashiro is not the type of person who easily shows emotions, even if he is asked what she wants to eat, she will only answer casually.
'Want to draw manga'
This was the first time Mashiro had expressed her wishes to her parents, be it out of self-blame or love for his daughter, they had no reason to refuse and supported her unconditionally.
"I will leave Mashiro to you." This is a request from a father.
"Even if you don't say it, I will." After speaking, Ryuji hung up the phone.
This phone call is really inexplicable. Was it because he was afraid that Rita would take Mashiro back, so he made a special call to support them?
But nothing else matters, what matters now is that Rita and Mashiro's plastic friendship actually looks like it's crumbling like plastic.
"What do you mean I'm really good too? Mashiro, I never want to hear you say something like that!" Rita bit her lips, clenched her fists, and her eyes showed reluctance.
Mashiro still doesn't know why Rita is angry, she just says that she saw her work at an art exhibition, then says something amazing.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Ryuji was confused, he just answered the call, why did he feel like he was hundreds of millions behind.
"I don't know, who knows?" Nero watched this scene with great interest, the girls' love-hate attachment was so attractive.
Mashiro has an unattainable position in Rita's heart, and she will not feel the least bit happy when she says she is great, but it is like an irony, even if Rita knows that Mashiro doesn't have such intentions.
"But Rita is great," Mashiro said blankly.
"Enough, why are you always like this, never care about the feelings of the people around you, even if everyone disappears from your side, you won't care, Mashiro only has painting in her eyes!"
"I hate Mashiro the most!" Rita burst into tears saying what was in her heart at once, unable to stay here any longer, and broke down the door.
Mashiro stunned, her body trembled slightly, hugged her shoulders, and muttered: "Rita, do you hate me the most?"
Ryuji stroked his forehead, what kind of matter seems to be collapsing, isn't it just a quarrel between friends, he and Tomoya have fought many times since they were young, and in the end they are still friends.
Covering Mashiro's head with warm palms, she stopped shaking, and asked confusedly: "Does Rita hate me?"
Ryuji thought for a moment and asked, "What about Mashiro, do you hate Rita?"
Mashiro shook her head, "I like her the most!"
Ryuji smiled, "Then tell her, if Mashiro likes Rita, then Rita must also like Mashiro."