First up was Beichuan Huili.
Beichuan Si thought for a while, his fingers hopping on the smartphone keyboard, and a line of text appeared:
"I'll be back soon, you and Miss Nakajima shouldn't have any problems, right? Just wait for me."
After typing this, Beichuan Si felt it was a bit too serious and not quite like a family email.
So, he added "(lol)" at the end to lighten the serious mood.
"This should just be seen as a joke between siblings."
Beichuan Si nodded to himself.
He had recently gotten the hang of joking, which was also a way for him to change his overly cold demeanor.
Next was Nakajima Michika.
Beichuan Si didn't know what to say to Nakajima Michika.
After all, they didn't really have any common topics—
No, that wasn't right, there was one.
Beichuan Si remembered.
Nakajima Michika seemed quite interested in his method of making wicker.
So, under his rapid keystrokes, another message was crafted:
