The heavy clouds rolled over and overlapping, carrying the water vapor that had become colder in the atmosphere, and condensed into dark clouds that spread over Kyoto, covering the entire city.
When Yorimitsu Minamoto wakes up from Shu Academy.
The autumn rain inevitably falls again.
I pinched the sore corners of my eyes, got up, opened the curtains, and picked up my phone to take a look.
On the screen was a message from Oiyabukuro Chaon.
[What’s your recent work situation?]
[I was assigned to a science and education channel, and my current job is to do program planning. It’s not tiring to talk about it, and because you don’t have the pressure in the workplace.]
[As to whether there have been any outings recently, the science and education channel on hand has any requests. In the next few days, the team plans to go to the aquarium to shoot related materials.]
"Aquarium."
Minamoto Noraimitsu looked at the screen and whispered.
Then he found out that this was the message he left to the imperial medicine bag last night, and it was only answered this morning.
But it's the same all the time.
It won't delay his planned plan.
Last night I drove to Kita District to have a meal with Sakichu Koto. He actually wanted to stay overnight, but it was really not good that Grandma Shimizu was still in the apartment.
As for going out to open a hotel in the middle of the night.
Or sleep in your own apartment nearby...
This is staying overnight for the sake of staying overnight.
"The Murakami family that sells shoes?"
In Mizuho Town, the Murakami family sells shoes.
Once the basic elements are gathered together, it is easy to obtain information. The right amount of information is the prerequisite for success.
After just getting up, Minamoto Yorimitsu thought for a moment, picked up the phone again, found the number and dialed it, turned on the speakerphone and went directly to the bathroom.
The call went through quickly.
Maybe the other party was using their mobile phone, or maybe the other party was paying attention, and the call was connected after three seconds of blind tone.
"Good morning, Nagayama-san."
"Hello, Mr. Yuan."
"There is something I need to do, Nagayama-san. You first come to Kyoto University School of Studies to find me, and then I need you to drive to the countryside and buy an old-style house."
"Then I'll go find you now."
"Well, I already called Gucheng Sang yesterday. You can stop by to pick him up first, prepare relevant information, and then come to my place to pick up something."
"Please rest assured, Mr. Yuan."
"I leave this matter to you."
Minamoto Yorimitsu moved the phone away from his ear, hung up the phone first, and then looked out the window at the falling rain.
The sky is a charming misty blue.
The sunshine was probably pretty good, and the sky, which should have been blue, was shrouded in thick dark clouds.
Standing by the window wearing thin pajamas, Minamoto Yorimitsu was slightly in a trance. The wind coming from the gap in the window had a slightly fishy smell, but after smelling it, it made people sober.
He didn't like this kind of weather very much, but he was willing to take a few more breaths and treat it as waking up from sleepiness when he just got up.
Until the phone rings again.
There have indeed been a lot of phone calls in the past two days.
"Ring ring ring——"
The cell phone ringtone is still ringing.
The table vibrated and moved.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu sighed and picked up the phone, looked at the contact's note name, raised his eyebrows slightly, and answered the call.
The call has just been connected.
There came a somewhat anxious and familiar voice.
"Lai Guang Lai Guang! This time it's up to you!"
Minamoto Yorimitsu heard the anxiety in his tone and asked in surprise: "Did something happen?"
"No, didn't I tell you before that I could help pretend to be my cousin's boyfriend? You've forgotten it, right? Now it's time for you to show up!"
On the other side of the microphone, Gu Zhengying was breathing heavily, as if he had just finished exercising, but when he spoke to him, he could hear that he was full of anxiety.
"Pretend to be your boyfriend today?"
"No, one week later, I told you in advance."
"Are you sure it's okay for me to go?"
"It's just a formality, it's nothing, it's quick."
Minamoto Noraimitsu hesitated while holding the phone. Pretending to be a boyfriend is actually okay, but the key is that the other person's parents don't know each other, and they haven't even seen the fake girlfriend. This is a bit too much.
After all, when the parents ask, I don't even know the woman's birthday, let alone her usual preferences, so it will be revealed too easily.
But he had already promised He Guzhengying before, and breaking the contract was not his nature. The fall of man starts from violating his inner principles, so he was just a little hesitant, but it was not that he was unwilling to help.
"I have never seen what your sister looks like. If it is exposed by then, Mr. Hehe, you'd better be mentally prepared in advance."
Minamoto Yorimitsu said more cautiously.
However, Gu Zhengying on the other side of the microphone didn't pay much attention. Instead, he was overjoyed when he heard that he agreed. Just by the sound of his voice, you could tell that he was patting his chest.
"Do not worry!"
"My cousin doesn't like to talk. Even my aunt doesn't know what she likes. You can just talk nonsense when the time comes. Even if something goes wrong, it has nothing to do with us!"
"Anyway, you deserve to be discovered!"
Minamoto Yoriguang was speechless when he heard the words.
I have never seen an elder brother be so resentful towards his sister. Did that child often bully Gu Zhengying when he was a child? Or does he have something to do with it?
Just listen to Gu Zhengying's tone.
If her sister was discovered, everyone would be happy, wishing they could be exposed now, and then let the aunt he talks about teach his sister a lesson.
But none of this has anything to do with him.
In other words, it's just a formality because of favors.
So the hesitation just now was hesitation. Since there was no burden, he agreed directly.
"Well, then you can send me the time and the specific address of the meeting. Also, if you need to show off your financial resources, please send me all the precautions."
"No, no, you can behave however you want. It would be better if it makes my cousin feel embarrassed. Anyway, my aunt shouldn't mind your chauvinism."
Kadani Masahide's words reminded Minamoto Yorimitsu.
The last time the other party asked me for help, it seemed that she had said that the woman's family was very traditional, and specifically requested that she be of Wu family blood, so that must be the family pattern.
This is indeed very tolerant of male chauvinism.
Minamoto Noraimitsu's thoughts swirled for a moment, and without too much hesitation, he just said in a steady voice:
"Then I won't be too restrained then."
"As long as you can go, that's fine! In order to avoid me being beaten this time! I'll leave it to you!"
The two chatted for a few more words.
Finally, he hung up the phone amidst the nagging of He Gu Zhengying who turned on the grandma mode, and conveniently tightened the window that had only a gap yesterday to avoid sweeping the rain.
Minamoto Yoriguang looked at the phone screen.
It's nine o'clock in the morning.
It's almost time to meet.
After washing and changing into decent clothes, Minamoto norimitsu hesitated for a moment before going out, and finally solemnly took the umbrella with him. This was a newly purchased black umbrella.
Get the key, open the door, and go downstairs with the trash.
Delicate raindrops circled and danced in the air, and the fallen leaves were washed into the nearby ditch by the water accumulated in a short period of time, and floated into the drainage outlet along with the rushing water.
Minamoto Yorimitsu opened his umbrella and stepped into the rain.
The coldness flowed into the slightly opened cuffs with the wind.
"call--"
The breath condensed into white mist after being exhaled.
Even if it disappears soon.
But there is no denying that it is getting colder.
It wasn't until I got into the warm car that I was temporarily cut off from the coldness, and the surroundings became silent for a moment.
Buzz buzz——
The dull engine sound sounded.
The lights in the front row automatically turned on, and I was exploring the direction in the drizzle, with patches of water flowing from the tires.
Until he disappeared on campus.
Set off towards the navigation point.
He has an appointment with Holy Son Kamiya today.
Arashiyama is a famous tourist destination in Kyoto Prefecture. It is famous for its autumn cherry blossom viewing and spring cherry blossom viewing. It receives a large number of tourists every year and is as famous as Kiyomizu Temple.
Arashiyama is on the right bank of Katsura River and belongs to Nishikyo Ward, while the area on the other side of the river belonging to Ukyo Ward is called Sagano. It can be said that it straddles the two districts.
Today Minamoto no Yorimitsu is not going to Arashiyama.
It is the Saga Forest located on the left bank of the Katsura River.
The Sagano Bamboo Forest is equally extraordinary and famous for its elegant atmosphere, with visitors coming and going all year round.
But it rained today.
In addition, because it was a working day, there were very few people watching, only scattered tourists.
What's more, Minamoto Yorimitsu just got off the bus.
Several men in black suits came over holding umbrellas and leaned down to cover him from the rain, with respectful expressions on their faces.
"Is this Mr. Yuan?"
"it's me."
"Please take the passage this way."
When Minamoto Yorimitsu saw this, he actually had no trouble in his heart.
I just took my umbrella.
Then follow their lead.
When they almost entered the Sagano Bamboo Forest, several people left and just told Minamoto Yorimitsu that they could reach their destination by just walking straight ahead.
So he held up the umbrella he was carrying.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was in no hurry to leave.
Instead, he raised his head and looked carefully at the towering bamboo forest around him. Looking forward, his eyes were filled with dark green, and the sound in his ears was equally pleasant.
Thousands of dark green bamboo joints stand there, and the drizzle makes a rustling sound on the bamboo leaves. It is quiet and noisy, but it is extremely reassuring to listen to.
Some bamboo leaves are overwhelmed.
Fallen by fine, silky raindrops.
It fluttered and landed at his feet.
Quiet yet eye-catching.
Fully displaying the delicate dark green color.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu remembered the elegant deeds of the ancients.
Tanyou is such a deep and secluded place.
Of course, if there were too many tourists, the atmosphere might not be as good, but we had good weather today.
Minamoto Yorimitsu walked forward in a quiet environment.
Sometimes my footsteps would bring up the accumulated water on the mottled bluestone, and the umbrella eaves were also dripping, and my body was feeling the deep and cold breeze of the bamboo forest.
Until it has been repeated for about hundreds of steps.
Finally, we saw the light in front of the towering bamboo forests on both sides. After walking out of the bamboo forest, there was a small forest, and not far ahead there was a small artificial lake.
There is a wooden exploration bridge beside the lake. The bridge is rooted in the water and does not span the entire artificial lake.
It's just closer to the center of the lake.
There is a familiar figure at the front of the wooden bridge.
Minamoto Yorimitsu squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the figure in the lake in the thin rain, walked over with an umbrella, and stepped on the wooden bridge that stretched into the water.
Crunch——
Crunch——
It seemed that it had been soaked in the lake water for a long time, and the rivets on the wooden bridge were somewhat rusty. When he stepped on it, there was a decaying sound.
The figure at Qiaotou moved slightly when he heard the sound.
He also turned around holding the umbrella in his hand.
Youlian's greeting also reached his ears.
"Good morning, Special Agent Yuan."
"Miss Kamiya."
Minamoto no Yoriguang looked at the woman in front of him and nodded.
But after carefully sizing up the other party.
There was a look of surprise in his eyes.
Today, Seiko Kamiya did not wear a formal dress. Instead, he wore a black kimono with patterns of auspicious clouds and red birds embroidered on it. The artistic conception was quiet and very beautiful.
There is a dark brown knot tied around the waist, and the rope is made of golden wheat ear-like silk thread. She also wears pure white socks on her feet, and wears wooden clogs held between her thumbs.
The makeup on her cheeks was not heavy, she just pulled her dark brown hair beside her ears, her beautiful dark eyes were narrow and slightly opened, and she pursed her thin, dark red lips.
The neckline of the gentle kimono is tightly closed, and the original deep valley cannot be seen, but the pure skin above the collarbone is very eye-catching, forming a beautiful contrast with the hair.
What surprised Minamoto Yorimitsu the most was.
There are three small and exquisite flowers inserted in the right ear of Kamiya Seiko. They are orange, white and yellow, but they don't look tacky no matter how you look at them.
On the contrary, there is a unique feeling of sitting quietly in a secluded thatched cottage while being surrounded by beauties in the mountains and practicing ink.
It's like an ancient beauty stepped out of the painting.
Even the self-proclaimed tea master Minamoto Yorimitsu is a professional in gathering beautiful girls.
They all felt a kind of beauty sincerely.
So Minamoto Yorimitsu looked into her eyes with admiration and asked curiously: "Did Ms. Kamiya attend any important events today?"
"Isn't it important to know the source?"
Seiko Kamiya pursed his lips and asked with a smile.
She also held an umbrella in her hand, but it was different from the modern craft umbrella. It was an oil-paper umbrella made of bamboo.
He just raised the umbrella brim slightly and looked at it.
I discovered that there were many birds and birds of different colors carved on the oil-paper umbrella, and the yellowed bamboo handle also gave off a warm luster under the reflection.
I don't think I can get it for hundreds of thousands.
"I almost thought I was here for a date." Minamoto Norimitsu suppressed the surprise in his eyes and said with a smile.
Although he often flirts with other people's bodies.
But don’t be fooled by this.
The more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at telling lies. This is a piece of advice from a beautiful woman, so she should pay full attention and not be easily fooled by her appearance.
"Just kidding, I attended the crowning ceremony of my junior today, so I dressed more formally."
A smile bloomed on Kamiya Seiko's innocent cheeks. He gently held the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and slowly turned around in front of Minamoto no Yorimitsu like a little girl.
"is it beautiful?"
She raised her hand and lightly covered her lips and asked.
Logically speaking, he should be stunned.
But Minamoto Yorimitsu was wary.
"Ms. Kamiya is beautiful to begin with. If you ask me to elaborate a few more words, I'm afraid it's possible for you to fall in love with her."
He held an umbrella and offered compliments without hesitation.
"That's really my honor."
Shengzi Shengzi didn't seem to notice, still standing on the edge of the bridge, and gave him a slight courtesy.
It's just that she was praised just now.
The pitiful voice of Yui Laiguang sounded in my ears again.
"But I think there are many suitors around Miss Kamiya, and I'm relatively sober, so I'd better keep this beauty in my heart and appreciate it."
This is also quite beautiful to say.
You can keep a certain distance to prevent the other person from thinking you are infatuated, and you can also praise the other person's beauty. It can be said that you can advance, attack, retreat or defend.
He is becoming more and more eloquent now.
This is due to the growth experience in the past few months. Real knowledge can only be seen through practice. No matter how much theoretical knowledge is learned, it is nothing more than talking on paper.
This is Master Yuan’s self-summary.
"Does Special Agent Yuan always lie to little girls like this?"
Holy Son Kamiya looked at him with a smile.
She was just kidding.
But the expression on Minamoto Norimitsu's face became serious after hearing this. He touched his chin and thought about it carefully. After pondering for a moment, he said in a serious tone:
"If Miss Kamiya is a little girl, if I think the same way, if I can really be deceived."
"Then maybe I'll fall into your hands."
Holy Son Kamiya held the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and stood there in shock for a moment, then sighed with some pity: "It would be better if I were younger."
Sighs followed the words.
Her appearance really makes me feel pity for her.
It's like a girl waiting for her sweetheart to return in her boudoir. She sits alone in the court for ten or twenty years, but when her sweetheart returns, she has already lost her youth.
Completely different from the usual strength.
Whether it is today's more gentle and elegant beauty makeup or the flower arrangement on the goose neck, she has changed her past style and become a little woman.
It makes people feel like they want to be cared for.
I even want to hold it in my hand, wipe it like a dusty pearl, and hold it close to the warmest place in my body and mind.
But Minamoto Noraimitsu quickly woke up.
A look of vigilance also flashed in his eyes.
I couldn't help but start to curse in my heart.
You are also very fond of tea!
Even better than your compatriot sister.
What else do you mean by how old you are?
This green tea is old.
Then it becomes black tea directly!
It is indeed tea for those who are close to tea!
I can tell at a glance that you are not a good woman!
"Come to think of it, Special Agent Yuan came to see me today. He probably has the intention to discuss business with me."
Just when Minamoto no Yorimitsu was cursing in his heart and becoming more vigilant, the voice of Seiko Kamiya sounded again.
Although there was still a smile on her face.
The tone of his speech was more serious than before.
It was obvious that he was planning to talk business.
Having said this, he also remembered the purpose of his trip, thought about it for a moment, and his expression calmed down again.
"certainly."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu confirmed the other party's idea, but smiled and changed the subject. He asked with a warm voice: "But besides that, there is a little thing."
"Little things?"
Seiko Kamiya narrowed his narrow eyes.
Her right thumb rubbed the umbrella handle.
My mind gradually became active.
"That's right, I have a friend."
Minamoto Yorimitsu ignored her gaze, but still had a decent smile on his face, and his voice continued to come from his throat, explaining the reason to himself:
"She and your sister are also very good friends. Although your sister offended me last time, she is still young and ignorant after all. In addition, after my friend's begging, I feel that my punishment is enough.
"
"Swallowing the Starry Sky: Sign in to Become a God"
“I didn’t expect Special Agent Yuan to be quite considerate.”
The Holy Son of Kamiya covered his mouth and smiled softly.
"Not really, it's just that it's a bit silly to vent your anger on a child. I don't have this bit of grace."
"But children are children. The younger they are, the more strict their education should be to correct their three views. Otherwise, you don't know what troubles they will cause in the future."
"But there is always a bad side to children's nature."
"Then it can only be said that the tutoring methods of Director Yuan and I are different. You may be better at cultivating your children's nature, but the Kamiya family is afraid that their children will get into trouble at will."
"But how many children won't get into trouble?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu asked meaningfully.
During the conversation between the two, Kamiya Aiko seemed to be that child. Even though she was the same age as Minamoto Yorimitsu, this was the difference brought about by status.
To say it is sad is not a bad thing.
After all, being able to be regarded as the center of discussion by people like Kamiya Seiko and Minamoto Yorimitsu has actually surpassed the status of countless peers.
They were just used as bargaining chips to talk about.
It is definitely not very friendly to Kamiya Aiko herself.
Of course Minamoto Yorimitsu didn't think that much.
He was just completing his deal.
Just hypocritical conversations cannot produce actual meaning. It is obvious that both of them are wearing masks, and this mask was quickly torn apart by their core interests.
Shengzi Shengya still had a smile on his face, but it was not as beautiful as before, and even the tone of his words dropped several degrees Celsius with the autumn rain beside him.
"So Special Agent Yuan is advising me?"
Her hand holding the oil-paper umbrella tightened.
"It's not about giving advice." Minamoto Yorimitsu shook his head and said loudly: "It's just a little suggestion."
Seiko Kamiya has stopped smiling.
She looked at him with deep eyes.
It looks more like the cold Youlian before.
It seemed that he was trying to figure out Minamoto no Yorimitsu's intention when he said this, but after looking for a long time, there was no trace. In the end, he could only narrow his narrow eyes slightly and consider the words.
After a few seconds, she finally opened and closed her red lips slightly.
"The Kamiya family's daughter is unbecoming. This matter has been spread in Kyoto. My mother has been dead for many years. As the eldest sister, I should also shoulder the responsibility of a mother, so I am stricter with my younger brothers and sisters."
"After all, my roommate is not young anymore. She has passed the crowning ceremony a long time ago. She should also take responsibility for the affairs of Special Agent Chong Chongyuan. This is the consciousness that adults must have."
"But since you said so, I will indulge the child a little and return her mobile phone and other communication tools so that she can contact her friends."
The meaning of the Holy Son of Kamiya is very obvious.
Although I don't understand why he would do this.
But I am also willing to sell him this face.
It's just Minamoto no Yorimitsu's face, coupled with the business to be discussed today, is it just worth a mobile phone?
It turns out that this is how you asked me to do things.
"Miss Kamiya is very considerate, but she should be a little stricter with the child. After all, he is still in his early twenties, so he shouldn't be stuck at home every day, right?"
Minamoto Noraimitsu didn't mention business, and there was no anger on his face. He just continued the topic.
But Seiko Kamiya squeezed the handle of the umbrella, looked at Minamoto norimitsu's smiling face in the drizzle, and asked softly: "Commissioner Minamoto is questioning the tutor of the Kamiya family?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu shook his head when he heard this.
"I didn't mean that, Miss Kamiya."
"I respect every family's family tradition."
"But after all, I am not a member of the Kamiya family. If someone offends me, I should be the one to participate in her punishment, not Ms. Kamiya herself."
"Besides, Kamiya Aiko is a girl. Rather than treating her like a puppet, it's better to let her play wildly with her remaining youth."
"After all, youth doesn't last long."
He deliberately lowered his voice when saying this.
It contains different semantic meanings.
Then he withdrew his gaze.
Minamoto Yorimitsu held the umbrella and turned around slightly, feeling the water vapor coming towards his face. He looked at the wooden bridge under his feet. There were no guardrails or handrails.
There is no water depth sign next to it.
I don't know how deep it is inside.
"So you want to give guidance to the Kamiya family's tutor."
Holy Son Kamiya nodded speciously.
Minamoto Yorimitsu smiled helplessly and said, "If Ms. Kamiya insists on thinking so, that's fine."
He did not turn around to look at Kamiya Seiko.
But the slightly calm voice still continued:
"After all, as far as what happened last time was concerned, I was the real victim, but Miss Kamiya refused to let me interfere in the name of being a tutor. Isn't it a bit rude?"
"And the so-called tutoring is just to correct the family tradition. Can you ignore other people's feelings?"
"Or is it that Miss Kamiya thinks that I have a better temper, so she doesn't need to ask about my thoughts, or is it that the Kamiya family is powerful and does not allow others to question me?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu's three questions in succession.
It can be said that I have broken my face.
Moreover, I have been labeled several times. Regardless of whether I am right or not, if I label myself first, then I am right.
After all, for this black tea.
What she did before was indeed to ignore her own feelings, and she also used the name of the Kamiya family to pressure herself, which also made Minamoto no Yorimitsu a little depressed.
It would be fine to say that he is just a small person.
But he is also a swordsman in Kyoto.
Even if this sword is not as sharp as the opponent's.
It's not like he's just afraid of the other person, or he just tolerates it and causes trouble to himself.
That's not necessary.
It's not Minamoto Yorimitsu's character either.
Furthermore, even if he disgusts the other party, Minamoto Yorimitsu has a valid reason. Even if he is facing off against the Kamiya family, at least he will not be attacked by a group of people.
What's more, it's just a small thing.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't think that the other party would fall out over such a trivial matter now that he wanted something from him.
The weight of interests.
Most of the time, it is more important than appearance.
In fact, it is just like Yuan Laiguang's conjecture.
Although there was a layer of darkness in Kamiya Seiko's eyes after hearing this, he did not lose his temper. He just stood silently holding the oil paper umbrella in his hand.
About ten seconds passed.
Her fingers holding the oil-paper umbrella relaxed a little.
The hem of the kimono with the white bird pattern floated a little with the lake breeze, as did the three flowers beside the temples, petals of different colors falling on the fast-flowing lake.
Finally, she bowed slightly to Minamoto Yorimitsu.
The pleasant sound drifts into the ears with the cool breeze.
"I didn't consider this."
"I'm really rude about this matter, but my sister-in-law is wrong when she is wrong. As the eldest daughter of the Kamiya family, I would like to apologize to you again on her behalf. As for other matters..."
"We will change the situation next time."
She had just finished speaking.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu suddenly turned around again.
The black umbrella also rotates with the body.
The water droplets remaining on the umbrella cloth were also thrown out by the inertia of the body, and a few drops even splashed onto Kamiya Seiko's body, causing the latter's eyelids to twitch wildly.
But he continued a little more aggressively:
"Is it right to restrict freedom? As far as I know, most parents' strict education of their children will be counterproductive. This is also the reason for the so-called rebellious period."
"Furthermore, the best discipline for a person is never from others, but from oneself. Even if you temporarily give in under high pressure, you will still feel dissatisfied in your heart."
"For a girl in her early twenties, it seems a bit too cruel to restrict her freedom and impose strict discipline so that she can't even make friends."
His voice was still calm.
But as far as the actions and words just now are concerned.
It's indeed a bit too rude.
"What Special Agent Yuan said is correct. I have kept it in mind. Do you have any other advice?"
Seiko Kamiya finally sneered.
"I just want to say that you can discipline her for a period of time, but you cannot discipline her for a lifetime."
After Minamoto Yorimitsu said these words, he raised the black umbrella in his hand, walked forward and stood in front of Kamiya Seiko, and had already entered her umbrella.
If we talk about the straight-line distance between two faces.
It's probably only about seven or eight centimeters.
And Minamoto Yorimitsu is still not satisfied.
The body is slightly leaning towards the Son of God.
This sudden approach, coupled with this dangerous movement, caused Shengzi Shengzi to subconsciously take a half step back, but he still maintained his composure and stopped.
It wasn't until Minamoto Yorimitsu's face turned slightly to the side, and stayed parallel to her ear, without making any extra movements as she expected, that she finally calmed down a little.
Just the next moment.
Minamoto Yorimitsu's lips were close to her ear.
Almost touching.
Hot breath can accelerate the warming of a woman's body in cold weather.
Even the Holy Son of Kamiya is no exception.
She had the urge to push him away, because this bridge had no guardrails, and because Minamoto no Laimitsu's body was thin, she felt that she could push him away.
All it takes is a gentle push.
It would make her hot breath disappear.
He can also punish the young man in front of him.
Let him immediately fall into the cold lake water, look at his pitiful appearance anxiously asking for help, and even loudly beg for mercy in return for the humiliation he just suffered.
But Seiko Kamiya still suppressed his impulse.
Especially after seven or eight seconds passed and he finally stopped pressing her, her body relaxed.
Even the heat made her feel uncomfortable.
Now I seem to be getting used to it a little bit.
even...
Seems quite comfortable?
"Miss Kamiya."
Just when her thoughts were wandering a little, and she was even enjoying this feeling, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's voice came again, which brought her back to her senses at the same time.
"Um?"
It seemed like she could only speak like this.
It's like saying one more word.
It will be very uncomfortable.
Minamoto Yorimitsu opened his mouth slightly, smelled the delicious aroma on the tip of his nose, moved closer to her ears, and said words like a magic voice:
"You'll always be away sometimes, right?"
The last word of this sentence fell to the ground.
Just for a moment.
The Holy Son of Kamiya trembled.
It wasn't because Minamoto no Yorimitsu's words were threatening, nor was it because she was scared, but because of the warmth she felt when she just said these words to the right person.
It was different from the hot breath just now.
This hot breath exhaled from between the lips and teeth.
It was like hot lava pouring onto her body, causing her fair skin to turn red quickly, and the uncomfortable yet enjoyable feeling just now surged over her.
She even felt the touch on her ear just now.
It was Minamoto Yorimitsu's mouth that touched her.
Because until now, the left half of Kamiya Seiko's body is still numb, and even if she wants to ease it, she can't seem to stop this feeling.
Some incredible power appears.
The body and mind of Seiko Kamiya, who had never felt such a wonderful feeling before, were imprisoned by the heat.
Until Minamoto Yorimitsu withdrew his body.
She still couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu retreated to his original position.
He held the black umbrella in his hand and looked at her quietly.
Wait until a long time later.
The cold wind from the lake blew over my hot cheeks.
Cool her body quickly.
The color returned to the eyes of Seiko Kamiya.
At the same time, my heart was also covered in haze.
The whole person's temperament suddenly turned cold.
[The dislike level of Seiko Kamiya increases moderately!]
[Dislikeability has been reversed into rewards!]
[Please pay attention to the inventory check!]
The simulator prompt appears quickly in front of your eyes.
But Minamoto Yorimitsu didn't go to check.
He just looked at Holy Son Kamiya in silence.
He didn't see any expression on the woman's beautiful face. Of course, he himself was very calm, just waiting silently for what the woman wanted to say next.
Let the raindrops sweep from the umbrella eaves to your body.
Seiko Kamiya also held an umbrella, his pure white socks were soaked by the rain, and there was still a blush on his face.
After about a minute of silence.
She finally said with a somewhat resentful tone:
"I wonder if Special Agent Yuan has any special opinions about Kansai International Airport this time?"
"The people there are very easy to talk to."
Minamoto Yorimitsu smiled when he heard this.
"If that's the case, please. As for my sister-in-law's travel, I'll sort it out after I get back."
Holy Son Kamiya nodded and replied.
Minamoto Yorimitsu understood that the matter had settled, and said with a smile: "This is the best result."
Seeing his relaxed and carefree look, Shengzi Shengzi couldn't help rolling his eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh, slightly raised his chin and said forward:
"Do you want to sit in the cottage over there? I'm a little thirsty. I think Specialist Yuan will be considerate, ma'am, right?"
"I am the most considerate person for ladies."
Minamoto Yorimitsu was in the mood to joke again, as if he had done nothing just now, and said with a smile:
"If it weren't for the fact that my umbrella was too small, I would have wanted to use the same umbrella as me. After all, Miss Kamiya is not wearing thick clothes. It would not be good if she got caught in the wind and cold."
"My umbrella is not big either."
Seiko Kamiya looked at him deeply.
Especially the word umbrella is emphasized.
But no matter how I listen to it, I always have a feeling of resentment.
"So it seems there is no chance."
Minamoto Laimi said pretending to be regretful.
Shengzi Shengzi glanced at him and said nothing.
Just go around him and walk towards the shore.
Minamoto Yorimitsu was stunned for a moment, shook his head with a smile, and then followed him holding an umbrella.
There seemed to be no tourists in this place.
I don’t know whether it was the Holy Son of Kamiya who emptied this place of people or whether there are really few tourists today.
Minamoto Yorimitsu thinks it should be the former.
After leaving Tanqiao, he followed Kamiya Seiko in front towards the thatched hut by the bamboo forest. There were several bodyguards in black suits standing near the thatched hut.
And Kamiya Seiko walked into the corridor of the thatched cottage, just took off his wooden clogs, then knelt down on the futon woven with rattan grass, stretched out his hands and started playing with the tea set.
Minamoto norimitsu also took off his shoes when he entered the thatched cottage.
Gather the umbrella and place it casually on the ground.
Then he sat down opposite Kamiya Seiko without any courtesy, glanced at the stove next to him, and quietly watched the other person clean the wooden pottery tea set.
The thatched cottage next to the bamboo forest is very quiet.
There was only the sound of rain hitting the grass and the bamboo forest.
In addition, there is the crackling sound of burning wood.
Next to where the two people were sitting, there was a small and exquisite stove, with reddish firewood burning at the bottom, and a purple sand pottery pot sitting on it.
"Can I ask you a few questions?"
Seiko Kamiya lowered his eyes, picked up the teapot beside him, and began to pour boiling hot water into the tea set.
"Please feel free to do so."
Gen Lai sits with his knees straight.
"Does Special Agent Yuan have any hobbies?"
Holy Son Kamiya asked softly.
"Does it count if you like reading?" Minamoto Yorimitsu thought carefully and answered her seriously.
"Of course, people who like to read are generally very talented, and their talents are very reserved."
Holy Son Kamiya still lowered his head.
"But I haven't watched it much lately."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu smiled, watching her use wooden clamps to roll the tea set in the boiling water, and said with emotion:
"When I was young, I always thought that adults were free and could do what they wanted. But when I grew up, I realized that that freedom was also restricted."
"We are all struggling in the prison of life."
Holy Son Kamiya responded promptly.
Minamoto Noraimitsu nodded, agreeing with her words, but after thinking for a moment, he said:
"Besides that, there is also laziness. I have been so lazy recently that I feel powerless to do anything."
"It's good to take a break once in a while."
Seiko Kamiya said another word of relief, completely losing his previous strength. He just pushed the brewed tea towards him, and then said softly: "Please use tea."
"Thank you."
Seeing this, Minamoto Yorimitsu responded.
Then he picked up the tea cup.
The two sat facing each other and drank in silence.
"Is Special Agent Yuan already married?"
Holy Son Kamiya suddenly asked.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was startled for a moment when he heard this, and then he put down the cup in his hand. He couldn't help but smile again on his face and said, "Miss Kamiya's words made me think too much."
"What are you thinking about?"
Seiko Kamiya held the teacup with eyes twinkling.
"Whenever a man is asked whether he is married by a woman, he will have the illusion that maybe the woman who asked the question likes him very much."
Minamoto Noraimitsu explained in a calm tone.
This is also true.
When any man is asked a similar question, he will probably think twice about it?
?, and this kind of problem is also a common trick of green tea.
First of all, this question can easily cause misunderstanding.
Then give ambiguous answers.
In short, I just don’t admit that I like you.
This trick was a little too low-level, and he didn't think Kamiya Seiko would be able to use it, so the other party might really be asking.
Of course, Minamoto Yorimitsu didn't hesitate to answer.
In today's war.
He's almost screwed himself up.
"So Special Agent Yuan is interested in me?"
Shengzi Shengya looked thoughtful and seemed to understand something, but he said with a somewhat regretful tone:
"It's a pity that I'm not young anymore. If I were younger, I might still consider it."
"No, no, no, Miss Kamiya is not old. In other words, speaking from the bottom of my heart, your current age is actually more attractive to me. This is not a compliment."
This sentence is indeed not a compliment.
Let alone how charming Kamiya Seiko's face is, just by the sharp sword in her hand, I don't know how many men would be happy to see her.
Even if you are stepped on every day.
I'm afraid it's a rare enjoyment.
So objectively speaking, the other party is indeed a hot commodity, and it is the kind that is hard to grab.
Only for Minamoto Yorimitsu.
It's just that he's not enthusiastic about this kind of popularity.
But this doesn’t stop you from appreciating each other’s beauty.
The beauty of tea, to ordinary people, is strong and poisonous, but to me, it is the clear and refreshing mountain spring, so I can only appreciate it by myself.
Don't be afraid of backlash, don't be afraid of malice.
No one in the world can taste tea better than me.
"I was divorced just a few years ago." Kamiya Seiko stared into his eyes and said, "To be precise, I am widowed."
"What does it matter?"
Minamoto norimitsu asked with a calm face.
These first-class sisters are not simple.
Kamiya Aiko already said she was widowed last time.
Ordinary people may be scared after hearing this.
But shouldn’t this be more exciting?
This is a good opportunity to carry forward my legacy of Wei Wu!
"If I are really together with Director Yuan, maybe we can still interact normally now, but after five or ten years, when asked by others, they may think that I am your sister or even your mother."
Kamiya Seiko sat upright on his knees, with a serious look on his face. Even Minamoto Yoriko looked at it and doubted whether she was really thinking about it.
"Then I will tell him that this is my wife."
Minamoto Yorimitsu narrowed his eyes slightly and replied.
"Specialist Yuan has deceived many little girls. If I were in college, maybe I would be deceived by you too."
Seiko Kamiya’s lips were still pressed against the edge of the teacup.
"I have always been sincere to others."
Minamoto no Laiguang's expression did not change.
However, Shengzi Shengzi seemed to see through his intentions, caressing his cheek and said with a smile:
"Maybe it's because I still have the beauty but will soon lose it with age."
"Of course there are reasons for this."
Minamoto Yorimitsu was quite calm and completely confirmed her statement. He looked into her eyes and said softly:
"Normal people will pursue beauty. There is nothing to hide. I also admire Miss Kamiya."
"You are really good at talking." Shengzi Shengzi rolled his eyes at him again, which was mixed with resentment.
"Then can I ask Miss Kamiya now?"
Minamoto norimitsu asked with a smile.
"Please ask."
"Is anyone pursuing you?"
"I am not sure."
"I mean besides me."
"not at all."
"Then can I date you?"
After asking this question, Minamoto no Yorimitsu received no answer, so he was silent for a moment, looked at her and said: "If you don't speak, you are acquiescing."
Holy Son Kamiya slowly shook his head.
"Of course not."
She finally put down the tea cup and put her hands on her knees: "You'd better stop joking. I take things seriously, especially if they are impossible."
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"If Ms. Kamiya takes it seriously, I will take it seriously."
Minamoto Yorimitsu calmed down a bit.
This time, Holy Son Kamiya was silent when he arrived.
It just didn't last long.
It only lasts about five or six seconds.
"I would have tried it ten years ago, but forget it now, after all, I am older."
After saying this, Seiko Kamiya paused for a moment, lowered his eyes and looked down, and his crimson lips slightly opened: "And I am already prepared to die."
Are you ready to die?
Why did you die?
Minamoto Yorimitsu frowned when he heard this.
Don't know what she means.
But this does not prevent him from continuing to play.
"Then all I can say is that it's such a pity."
"It's not a pity."
Holy Son Kamiya suddenly smiled mysteriously.
"Why?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu asked.
Seiko Kamiya stared at his face, remained silent for a moment, then pursed his lips and asked, "What do you think of my sister-in-law?"
"Ms. Kamiya is really good at joking." Minamoto Yorimitsu was stunned for a moment after hearing this, but quickly returned to his normal expression.
"No, I'm not kidding, it's true."
Seiko Kamiya picked up the finished tea cup, knocked it on the wooden tea table, poured out all the remaining tea leaves, and then added another cup of hot tea:
"I personally admire Special Agent Yuan, whether it is his family background or his words and deeds. If my sister-in-law can betrothed to you, it will really be her blessing."
"So Miss Kamiya is serious?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu's expression gradually became more serious.
Seemingly sensing his seriousness, Seiko Kamiya shook his wrist as he poured the tea, but then quickly nodded and said, "I'm serious this time."
"But I don't feel anything for the kid."
Minamoto Yorimitsu answered directly, and then stared at the face of Seiko Kamiya: "On the contrary, Miss Kamiya, you..."
His voice suddenly stopped for a moment.
He seemed to be confirming his decision.
Then he said in an accentuated tone:
"What I said just now was all serious."
"Then I feel even more pity."
Seiko Kamiya managed a smile on his face.
The orange, white and yellow flowers on the temples are all dull.
It seems that the two of them were ravaged by the cool wind and drizzle when they were exploring the bridge by the lake.