The shower clouds dissipated and moved eastward, and the temperature quickly rose again.
Minamoto Noraimitsu leaned against the car with his hands in his pockets, looking up at the blue sky in the distance, his thoughts gradually drifting away with the soft white clouds.
I pushed through everything today and he is here waiting for someone.
Although he was about to have a tea ceremony with Master Yoshikage, at the moment he was thinking about going home and how he should face his parents.
Now that the money from selling two apartments has arrived, there is no need for me to hide it all the time, nor can I enjoy it by myself and make my parents suffer, even if the latter are used to living a normal life.
As for the source of the money, Minamoto Yorimitsu has also thought about it.
Take back the contract from Ando Electronics Co., Ltd. and try your best to explain it in your own words. Your parents may be confused based on their educational level, but in the end they should believe you.
As for being a special agent of the Kyoto Broadcasting Bureau...
This kind of thing is too exaggerated to say.
After all, it is the largest TV station in the Kinki area. Minamoto Yorimitsu remembers that his father loved watching this channel, and the old man also thought that the TV station was a very high-end place.
If it were suddenly said that his son was one of the owners of this place, I'm afraid Yuan's father could really ask his relative in Kanagawa to come and see if his son, who he had high hopes for, was possessed by a monster.
In short, the purpose is to make parents accept the fact that they are rich.
Minamoto Yorimitsu thought about it carefully and realized that there was indeed a lot to do.
It seems that the house in my hometown is due for renovation. In my memory, my mother always complained about leaks in the roof. In the summer, she would use a basin to catch the leaks. On rainy days, she would have to replace them every few hours. This could only be solved by building a roof.
And their room is on the top floor.
The room on the top floor not only leaked water, but also was stuffy and hot due to the accumulation of sunlight.
Old furniture that should have been replaced long ago, walls with badly peeled paint, dilapidated bicycles and tricycles...
The family's situation is not as tight as Minamoto norimitsu thought, but according to Minamoto's father, he wants to save money for his wedding. Now times have changed, even the most traditional people have to accept it.
You can't let your son get married, right?
Compared with ancient wedding etiquette and specifications.
Carrying on the family lineage is the real top priority of the family.
But now that Minamoto no Yorimitsu's wallet is full of Fukuzawa Yukichi, his perspective on things has completely changed. Everything in his hometown that should be replaced should be replaced.
And my father also always wanted a car...
My mother's health is always not good, and she is reluctant to go to the hospital for check-ups...
Although the symptoms are minor, there is also a risk of serious illness.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was thinking while leaning on the car under the shade of a tree, sorting out what he wanted to do after returning home, and just relaxing like this for a long time.
About seven or eight minutes later, a blond girl wearing a mask appeared not far away, holding a parasol and looking around. She quickly determined the direction, and after seeing Minamoto no Yorimitsu, she walked straight this way.
"Ah, Yuan-senpai! Hello~"
A young and lively female voice sounded in my ears.
Among the people who are relatively familiar with him, the only one who would call him "senpai" is the tea ceremony master Ryokage.
Minamoto Yorimitsu turned his head and looked at the other person.
Liangying Tianhai wore a light white short-sleeved shirt and tied a knot around her waist to reveal her thin white waist. Her long golden hair seemed to have been bleached and dyed. It did not give people such a dazzling feeling, but it was a natural yellow color.
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There seems to be something smeared around the eyes, probably eye shadow or other cosmetics. It looks shiny but not very thick.
He wore a pure white mask on his face, hanging loosely around his ears.
Like a doll with only dyed blonde hair.
The hem of the blue and white checkered skirt is very short and seems to have been rolled up on purpose. No flaws can be seen on the two thighs. They are as smooth as the jade medals on his chest, making people have the urge to play with them.
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Looking further down, we reach the calf.
The black stockings that just reach the knees perfectly cover the calves.
After meeting the sunlight, the black silk exudes a different kind of luster. The heavy black line at the top is close to the legs, and after they are in contact with each other, you can still see a faint trace.
Wearing black stockings without any marks is soulless.
This is the most basic subjective opinion of experienced people.
Minamoto Yorimitsu was very satisfied.
It basically suits my taste.
And it proves that Liangying Tianhai takes this duel seriously.
Liangying Tianhai put the parasol on his shoulders, narrowed his eyes into a crescent shape, and stood in front of him, looking at him with a smile.
"Ryokage-san?"
Minamoto norimitsu pretended to be unsure.
In fact, of course he recognized it, but deliberately creating this misunderstanding, and it was a misunderstanding that was exposed at a glance, is actually a way to adjust the atmosphere, which can quickly relax the two people's mood.
"I just wear a mask, senior doesn't recognize me?"
Liangying Tianhai saw that he did it on purpose, and took off one of his masks helplessly, pouting his light red lips.
Minamoto Noraimitsu smiled with his hands in his pockets and looked directly into her eyes without moving away: "I recognized her from afar just now. I did it on purpose."
"I get really angry if this happens again. Senior, please don't think that I am generous. In fact, I am a stingy and vindictive person."
Liangying Tianhai did not show any timidity. Instead, he bent down and looked at him, moved slightly closer to him, and made a meaningless threat. There was no hint of toughness in his tone.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu smiled and nodded, pretending to think for a moment, and then asked uncertainly: "If Ryokage-san can hold a grudge against you, does that count as someone you take seriously?"
"Senior, have you deceived many girls with this trick?"
Liangying Tianhai flipped her blond hair beside her ears, and a pleasant smell of shampoo wafted over her.
"you are the first."
Minamoto Yorimitsu replied in a positive tone.
But definitely not the last one.
Liangying Tianhai smiled even better than before. The eyeshadow around his beautiful eyes was flashing, but he still pursed his lips and smiled: "Hey~ I don't believe it, don't believe it, don't believe it."
"Let's go first. We can chat on the way."
Feeling that the atmosphere was almost relaxed, Minamoto Yoriko smiled and did not answer. It was just a warm-up now. There was no need to fight in the academy. The right way was to get in the car and start the war. He raised his chin and gestured.
Good shadows in the sky and the sea are inevitable.
She looked at the car behind him with bright eyes, walked around in a circle, put away the parasol, opened the door, and the two of them quickly got in with their bodies low.
But before Minamoto no Yorimitsu could put on his seat belt.
Someone is already impatient and wants to attack first.
"Senior, it's so stuffy in the car, I'm a little hot."
Under Minamoto Yorimitsu's turned gaze, Yoshikage Amami's legs were intertwined, and the black stockings on her calves were intertwined and closed. She fanned herself in front of her face with a slightly red face, and looked at him expectantly.
The temperature inside the car is indeed a bit high, causing the body temperature to rise suddenly.
The ambiguous atmosphere also arises with the subtle stroking sound of black silk.
Minamoto Yorimitsu couldn't help but squint his eyes.
Okay!
This is the trick that a normal tea master should use.
What is the most profound thing about mobilizing emotions?
Is there such a thing as the highest secret without the cooperation of the body?
"Open the windows or turn on the air conditioner?"
"I prefer natural wind, it feels very comfortable when it blows on my face."
"But if you open the window, you won't have much privacy."
"Senior, are you afraid that others will see us and misunderstand us?"
"Wouldn't it be better if you were misunderstood?"
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