107. Fuka Eri and Asuka, both hands must be grasped. (Two in one, 4D!)
Before dating his sister, Fujiwara Izaya first dated his sister.
At nine o'clock in the morning, he made an appointment at the restaurant where he first met. He rushed there early in the morning. Even though there were still ten minutes before the appointed time, his sister was already waiting for him there.
On Saturday, it was early time again, and there were many people in the restaurant, but Fujiwara Izaya still found Kasahara Fuka-Eri at a glance.
On a hot summer day, not many people wear a long-sleeved thin coat.
Dressing up is the same as last time, cool yet classy.
No accessories, no makeup.
Under the light green thin coat, he wears a white linen shirt with a snow-white collar without any scratches, slim blue jeans, and pointed and slender high heels. His orange hair is straight and long, his skin is smooth and pleasant, and the men around him
He glanced in her direction from time to time.
But she was wearing a pair of sunglasses so no one could see her expression.
After Fujiwara Izaya sat down, she raised her head slightly and looked at him through the lens. Next to her slender and fragile white wrist, there was a white handbag and a glass of undrinkable sparkling water. The drink was in a tall, thin tumbler.
It was filled with bubbles.
"Aren't you hot?" Fujiwara Izaya asked curiously.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri said "Hmm" and tapped the rim of the cup a few times with her fingernails as if she was bored.
Then, as if she just realized that the long-sleeved coat she was wearing was very eye-catching, she slowly unbuttoned it, took off the coat and put it on her handbag. The white shirt underneath was as new as if it had just left the factory.
"Every time I meet Miss Fuka-Eri, I always feel happy from the bottom of my heart." Fujiwara Izaya said with a smile.
This is not a compliment.
She always looks meticulous, whether it's her clothes or her posture.
The pace and the swing of her arms when walking always remind people of a female investigator, and there is nothing superfluous in her behavior. Her appearance is too perfect. Her long, satin-like orange hair always hangs down her back, almost
The hairstyle without any hairstyle is very suitable for her simple style.
"Why do you say such things?" Fuka-Eri Kasahara flicked the glass with her fingernails.
Both voices are very crisp and pleasant to the ear. Fujiwara Izaya said: "Rather than saying beauty, it is better to describe it as a stern appearance, with a correct posture, simple clothes, a very unapproachable manner and conversation, and an unabashed honesty. I think.
, no one would refuse to become a close friend with such a big sister."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "My relationship with you is not enough to discuss this."
"The friendship is already there." Fujiwara Izaya looked into her eyes, "If it's not enough to talk about this, you would shrug your shoulders to express denial instead of saying it directly."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri lowered her head, took a sip of water from the straw in her mouth.
"You can tell me it's there." She looked at the bubbles in the cup and said uncertainly.
Fujiwara Izaya ordered a cup of coffee and a pot of black tea with ice.
The air in the restaurant was icy cold on a Saturday morning, and Beatles songs were playing from the small speakers on the wall.
After a while, the waiter put down a cup of coffee in front of Fujiwara Izaya, poured black tea and ice cubes into the water. After the waiter left, Kasahara Fuka-Eri cleared her throat in a low voice as if trying a microphone, but did not speak, just
Looked at Fujiwara Izaya with those cold eyes.
His sharp but quiet eyes and slender, beautiful eyebrows always seemed to be looking at things that ordinary people couldn't see.
"Asuka asked me to go shopping today," Fujiwara Izaya said while drinking coffee, "she said she wanted to wear couple earrings with me."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri drank sparkling water without saying a word.
"I think it is necessary to report this kind of thing to the boss." Fujiwara Linjie explained.
"What else did she say?"
"He said he wanted to fall in love with me and then dump me when he no longer has feelings for me."
"What are you going to do?"
Fujiwara Izaya took a sip of black tea to moisten his throat, "Of course it's rejection. She's making nonsense, I can't follow her."
"It's good to know." Kasahara Fuka-Eri also poured herself a cup of black tea, but didn't drink it. She just said in a way that seemed to say, "You can just handle this kind of thing. I'm not interested, but if you think it's necessary,
Please continue talking" he looked at Fujiwara Izaya.
Compared to her mouth, her eyes seem to express more.
Fujiwara Izaya hesitated for a long time before finally making up his mind to speak.
"Asuka seems to have a grudge against you?" He asked cautiously, as if he was gently placing something in plastic wrap.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri bit her straw and knitted her eyebrows together.
Fujiwara Izaya felt that he seemed to have asked a stupid question. Surrounded by the saxophone melody on the ceiling, he apologized: "I'm sorry, I was abrupt."
Still silent.
Fujiwara Izaya drank all the coffee and put the cup back on the saucer. From the speakers embedded in the ceiling of the store, the Beatles' singing was at some point replaced by the "Sound of Music" episode played by string instruments.
Raindrops, roses, cat whiskers...
"You want to know this?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri asked.
"I really want to know." Fujiwara Izaya sat upright, "I can see that you care about Asuka very much. But Asuka is a little resistant to you. Last time I told her about you asking me to join Section 9, she warned me otherwise I would join
. He also said that you are a bad woman and that if you join Class Nine, you will be ruined by you."
Kasahara Fukaeri shrugged slightly.
That way is saying "she is right".
After knowing her for a long time, Fujiwara Izaya could quickly understand her eyes and body language, and immediately asked: "Did we have a bad relationship since childhood, or did it become bad later on?"
"It's been bad recently."
"How good was it before?"
Kasahara Fuka-Eri glanced at his expression, then looked at the undrunk tea in the cup again, and replied concisely: "I want to marry the same man as my sister."
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya was stunned.
After a long while, he asked with some surprise: "Is there really such a good thing?"
"?"
What are you happy about?
Kasahara Fuka-Eri raised her head and warned him with cold eyes not to think too beautifully.
"Ha, haha..." Fujiwara Izaya smiled to diffuse the atmosphere and asked half-jokingly: "Do you have any objection to my sister's idea?"
Kasahara Fuka-Eri did not answer this question, her eyes were fixed on a certain spot on his face as if without focus. After waiting for a while to confirm that there was no answer, Fujiwara Izaya had no choice but to ask other questions.
"Why did your relationship with Asuka deteriorate?"
"Not sure."
"Any clues?"
"...Let me think about it." Kasahara Fuka-Eri bit her lower lip slightly, recalling what her mother had said to her. After a few minutes, she slightly relaxed her delicate eyebrows, "I have been very fast in everything since elementary school.
People say I'm a genius."
Fujiwara Izaya drank the perfectly chilled black tea and listened carefully.
"Except for my mother, no one thought that I would take over my mother's position and become the chief minister of the Tokyo Grand Shrine and the next chairman of Kasahara." At this point, Kasahara Fuka-Eri paused, as if she rarely spoke for such a long time.
She needed to rest midway through her sentence. After taking a few breaths of air, she said: "It's just that after I went to college, I chose the law department, and after graduation I entered the ninth class. Due to my status, the inheritance of the Tokyo Grand Shrine,
It’s no longer relevant to me.”
"Why did you enter the ninth class?" Fujiwara Izaya asked curiously.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri held the cup with both hands: "I can't use divine power."
"Well, that really doesn't help you get the position of chairman." Fujiwara Izaya nodded, "So it's the same as me, oh no, it's different. I am a monster and you are a human."
But the strange thing is that Kasahara Fuka-Eri said nothing about his words.
Beautiful wrinkles formed between her eyebrows and her lips were tightly closed, as if she was hesitating whether to agree or deny what he said. After struggling for a moment, probably because she couldn't think clearly, she simply chose to give up and took the lady out of her bag.
The cigarette is held between the sexy red lips, and the match is struck elegantly and lit.
Fujiwara Izaya held up his chin and admired the scene of her lighting up the cigarette.
He doesn't think smoking is a good thing. It damages surveillance and pollutes the air. However, her smoking posture is really impeccable. Her thin lips holding the filter coldly are as red and delicious as strawberries, and the fine hair is scattered on her forehead.
As she raised her head and lowered her head, she trembled slightly - this picture was perfect.
Especially at the moment when the fire was lit, the fire suddenly flashed, which was like a miracle happening.
Looking at such a scene, Fujiwara Izaya had already thrown the warning signs about the harmful effects of smoking into the Mariana Trench.
Being stared at by him like this, Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked a little unnatural. After taking a puff, she hurriedly put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray, raised her head and stared at him: "Why are you looking at me like this?"
"It's beautiful." Fujiwara Izaya said calmly.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri frowned: "Does it look good?"
"The gesture of lighting a cigarette, how should I say it, is extremely graceful and solemn. The fire suddenly flashed like that, how can I say..." Fujiwara Izaya thought for a moment and said with a smile: "It's like the moment Apollo 11 lit the fire.
A great cause left in history."
Kasahara Fukaeri rarely looked at Fujiwara Izaya with an incredible expression, as if she didn't understand what this person was talking about. But Fujiwara Izaya didn't move his eyes, and kept looking at him with gentle and sincere eyes, his eyes stretched out all the time.
Flashing light.
She felt very uncomfortable being stared at like this.
First, the long eyelashes hung down like the leaves of a mimosa, then the ten toes in the high heels curled up tightly in confusion, and then, as if to hide their emotions, the fingers held the sunglasses in their hands and fiddled with the temples.
Hook.
Fujiwara Izaya looked at her with a funny expression, but her expression was still cold.
Fuka-Eri and Asuka, they both have long orange hair and charming looks, but they have very strange personalities.
The elder sister has low attack and high defense, while the younger sister has high attack and low defense.
If we could marry these two sisters from the Kasahara family at the same time, it would really be the happiest thing in the world. If there is anything even happier, then add Mrs. Kasahara.
The waitress came over and filled the empty black teapot with ice water.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri poured half a cup.
After drinking it, I remembered that I actually didn’t want to drink water.
She didn't know what to do or what to say, and she wanted to smoke another cigarette, but out of the corner of her eye she saw the cigarette she had just taken a puff of in the ashtray, and gave up the idea. "Let's continue what we just said.
"She said in a fairly calm tone.
"I've been waiting for Miss Fuka-Eri to speak." Fujiwara Izaya said with a smile.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri glared at him with a slightly sullen look.
She seemed to be complaining about his joking tone, and seemed to be dissatisfied with him for changing the title of "Miss Kasahara" to "Miss Fuka-Eri" without her permission a long time ago.
"In the past, people around me thought that I would take over my mother's position, so they treated Asuka very leniently."
"No wonder she developed such a spoiled character."
"It was only after I went to Class Nine that everyone realized that Asuka was the one who took over my mother's position."
"That's it..." Fujiwara Izaya nodded, roughly understanding what she said, "In the past, everyone ignored her and could let her character grow. It can be said that she is happy under the protection of your halo.
Grow up. Now that you can't take over your mother's position, the burden that falls on her becomes heavier. She can no longer continue to be her sister's follower, but must grow into a responsible adult in people's minds.
Am i right?"
Kasahara Fuka-Eri nodded.
"In other words, Asuka will complain about you because she feels that the responsibility that should be yours has been pushed onto her for no reason." Fujiwara Izaya analyzed the reason based on his understanding of the school girl's character, "Asuka is a person by nature.
She is a playful girl who likes new things. The practice of Shinto spells seems to her very boring and boring. If she is allowed to practice for a long time, she will definitely feel resentful in her heart. As for her sister, she is also born out of love.
I hate him so much that I even want to take away the man my sister noticed first."
Kasahara Fukae automatically ignored the last sentence and said calmly: "Her talent is no worse than Rinko Hoshimi, but she just can't muster the energy to practice. Every time she is forced to practice, she is absent-minded, and the effectiveness of the practice will naturally be greater."
discount."
"Okay, I understand." Fujiwara Izaya smiled and stretched, "Now it's my turn to appear. You can just exit the field and watch the game leisurely. Don't worry about my sister."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri frowned and bit the hook of her sunglasses.
From the look on her face, it was clear that she did not understand this sentence. Fujiwara Izaya had no choice but to explain: "As long as it makes her feel interesting while practicing Shinto spells, or makes her feel worthwhile after practicing, then she will not feel conflicted in her heart.
If you don't resist these things, the resentment against you will be reduced or even disappear, and you sisters can be reconciled as before."
"That is to say..." Kasahara Fuka-Eri said half a sentence, but the rest of the words could not come out.
I couldn't remember what I was going to say. It was as if a strong wind suddenly blew and the music score that was being played was blown away without a trace.
Fujiwara Izaya looked at her cold and expectant expression, suddenly stretched out his right hand, and held her left hand on the table as if to comfort her.
"You don't quite understand yet," he said.
"What don't you understand?"
"The two of us are one."
"In one piece?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri asked in surprise.
"We are comrades fighting side by side, people who can share secrets." Fujiwara Izaya squeezed the back of her hand.
The feel was beyond his expectation.
Compared to her cold temperament, the smooth back of Fuka-Eri's hand was incredibly warm, as if she was holding a hot water bottle.
"..."
The back of Kasahara Fuka-Eri's hand felt the power of his palm.
Although not strong, it is well balanced, clear and goes to the center.
"Even if we are suddenly killed by a tiger, we will be eaten together." Fujiwara Izaya said with a smile.
"A tiger can't eat so much food at one time." Kasahara Fuka-Eri told him in a serious tone, "Even if it kills us at the same time, it will eat us in two or three times."
Fujiwara Izaya took back his hand, shook his head and sighed: "Sister Fuka-Eri is not romantic at all!"
How can it be romantic if you have to be eaten... Kasahara Fuka-Eri complained about him in her heart, but she didn't say it out loud.
As time passed like noon, the restaurant started to get noisy. The two of them couldn't tell who made the suggestion first, walked out of the restaurant, and then wandered from the streets of Asakusa towards Yotsuya. It was 10:30 in the morning, and many people were walking in a hurry.
, the sky is very bright, and the summer sunshine envelopes the city. When you walk out of the air-conditioned restaurant, you will feel the heat wave hitting your face.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri didn't say where to go, and just walked forward at the same frequency.
Those pointed and thin high-heeled shoes looked very fragile. Fujiwara Izaya was afraid that the heels would break and fall on her feet, so he followed her at the same pace.
Anyway, I have an appointment with my sister to meet at noon.
There's still a few hours left, there's nothing wrong with taking a look at my sister's legs.
There was a distance of about one meter between the two of them, with the sun shining brightly above their heads. Fujiwara Izaya stared at her back and her slender and sexy legs wrapped in high-waisted jeans, walking absentmindedly.
Miss Fuka Eri has a pair of perfect long legs.
The proportions are the golden ratio, and with the blessing of her 175+ height after taking off her shoes, her long and swaying legs are enough to make any Victoria's Secret supermodel feel jealous. She is holding her handbag and long legs with one hand.
She was wearing a coat with sleeves and the hem of her skirt was slightly fluttering under her shirt, and she was walking forward with her back straight.
Walk from Asakusa to Akihabara, then walk down the long downhill slope of Ochanomizu, and follow the Tokyo Metropolitan Railway all the way to Yotsuya.
This section of the road is not too short. When we arrived at Ichidani, it was just a few minutes before the sun reached its highest point. Kasahara Fuka-Eri stopped and looked back as if she had just woken up from a dream, "Didn't you make a date with Asuka?"
Why are you still following me?"
Looking at my legs, I forgot about the time... Fujiwara Izaya looked at his watch and saw that the time was almost up.
"Then I'm going to take the train." He pointed to Yotsuya Station next to him.
"goodbye."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri nodded and watched him walk into Yotsuya Station.
The noisy people and the noisy cars mixed together to create an open sound. The refreshing breeze of early summer blew through the street, slightly raising her long orange hair, and passers-by looked at her sideways.
"Hey," Fujiwara Izaya suddenly turned around, "Do you have anything going on this afternoon? Why don't you come with me?"
Looking at his face, Kasahara Fuka-Eri shook her head.
It was like a surging river, rushing by.
After a while, she said: "Your aunt made an appointment with me."
"?"
Fujiwara Izaya was immediately stunned.
"Your aunt was very angry about what happened last time, so why didn't you tell him, so..." Kasahara Fuka-Eri's face remained expressionless as usual, and she said to him, "Kurizi found me and wanted to ask me about the matter.
's experience."
"How did she find you..." Fujiwara Izaya started to feel dizzy.
"She and I are from the same batch of Dongda University students, and we met in school."
Having said that, Kasahara Fuka-Eri seemed to feel that this topic was not suitable for further discussion. She turned around quickly and quickly disappeared into the surging crowd.
"It's troublesome..."
Fujiwara Izaya scratched his head and squeezed into the entrance passage of Yotsuya Station.
To say who he is most afraid of in the world, it's not his mother or his father, nor his senior sister, nor the old woman Amaterasu... The aunt who has known him since he was a child and slept in the same bed with him for seven or eight years is the one.
The person he fears most.
That woman named Xia Xili is a hexagonal warrior with no blind spots when it comes to emotions!
After squeezing into the Chuo Line car, the car was packed with people. With the efforts of a group of older sisters to avoid it, Fujiwara Izaya managed to squeeze into the space by the window at the back door, where he could pass the time while overlooking the scenery outside.
The weather is really good today, quite like early autumn.
Pairs of dragonflies flew back and forth among the green plants next to the railway track, and nearby children chased them around with insect nets. The tram passed through the gaps in the city, and the balconies of the buildings on both sides were covered with quilts to dry.
There was a big black cat sunbathing on the balcony of a house.
He is looking at the scenery, and the people in the carriage are looking at him. New
Putting on a short-sleeved shirt and navy blue casual pants, he looked very clean and fresh. His slightly frowning brow seemed to be thinking about some important life event, and people couldn't help but want to step forward and share his worries.
certainly.
If they knew what the boy was thinking, it would be another story.
Arrive at Shinjuku Station and get off.
The sun was high overhead, and people were coming and going in front of the station, which was very lively.
Shinjuku Station is the world's largest station certified by Guinness World Records, and the crowding level is enough to make people collapse. Fujiwara Izaya glanced sideways at the people passing by. It was 5 minutes before the appointment time, and Kasahara Asuka walked out of the car shining brightly.
Break out from the crowd.
The pure white dress reflects the unique purity of the girl, which is quite eye-catching. The crystals decorated on the chest and other important parts are faintly translucent, emphasizing the attractive outline of the woman. The lines are tightened at the waist with a belt.
, outline the slender curves of the waist.
With her slender legs wrapped in white pantyhose and a pair of white small high heels, she looked as beautiful as an angel who fell into the mortal world.
oh.
correct.
It must be mentioned that she also wore a black lace leg ring on her right leg, and anklets on both ankles.
Fujiwara Izaya didn't know what it was for.
But...she looks so horny.
Asuka Kasahara walked quickly to his side, her heels making a crisp sound.
"Ahem"
The little demon junior coughed lightly, straightened her collar, brushed her bangs, and then raised her head: "Will tomorrow look as good as today?"
After all, she is just a sixteen-year-old girl, and she will not wait for the man to speak with praise... Fujiwara Izaya nodded, "The pure and flawless girl put on leg and anklets and transformed into a charming little devil. It is very pleasing to the eye."
"
"Hey, senior, don't lose control." Asuka Kasahara smiled with a standard little devil-like smile, her expression was extremely satisfied.
"What are we going to do today?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
"Senior, let's plan the trip." Asuka Kasahara handed him the bag.
"My plan?" Fujiwara Izaya held her handbag inexplicably.
"Of course," Kasahara Asuka blinked her eyeshadowed eyes and smiled, "how to let your girlfriend enjoy a sweet date is also one of the boyfriend's responsibilities."
Fujiwara Linya slapped her on the head with his bag angrily: "We are not."
"Ouch, it hurts," Asuka Kasahara puffed up her cheeks and said with a look of anger, "Senior must be responsible for Asuka today anyway. If Asuka is unhappy, there will definitely not be a next time!"
That would be the best... Fujiwara Izaya said helplessly: "This is my first time going shopping with a girl. I don't know how to plan an itinerary."
"first!"
Asuka Kasahara's eyes rolled flexibly.
Inwardly, she was very satisfied with his statement, but on the surface, the school girl still put on a troubled expression that said, "I really can't do anything with this piece of wood, senior." She put one hand on her hips and sighed softly: "Oh, it's really difficult.
You can take me for a walk as you please."
"lets go!"
"OK."
Kasahara Asuka smiled.
The next second, Fujiwara Izaya asked: "Which direction should we go?"
"Senior is really stupid!" Asuka Kasahara pursed her lips and took a deep breath of dissatisfaction.
"I basically act alone..."
"Forget it, come with me..." Kasahara Asuka regained her energy and took steps forward.
Fujiwara Izaya was carrying her bag and walking side by side with her.
Along the way, he was thinking about how to hold his sister with one hand and hold her with the other hand so that they could sleep in the same bed... Ah, sit at the same table and have a good talk.
Resolve conflicts.
He is a man who knows how to repay kindness.
Mrs. Kasahara was very kind to him. If she couldn't repay him, then it would be good to do something for her two daughters.
Shinjuku is the most prosperous area in Japan. It is divided into two areas, East Shinjuku and West Shinjuku, with Shinjuku Station as the center. West Shinjuku is the new administrative and commercial center planned by the Tokyo government. There are many skyscrapers used by the headquarters of large companies.
The Higashi-Shinjuku area is the busiest and most chaotic traditional commercial street area, where department stores and shopping streets gather.
Led by Asuka Kasahara, the two of them were coming out of the south exit of Shinjuku Station and walking towards East Shinjuku.
The road is full of various restaurants, hypermarkets and amusement facilities. The famous Takashimaya Times Square and Kinokuniya's main store are all in this area. Whenever you arrive in Shinjuku, this is a must-visit check-in spot and it is crowded with people all year round.
It was so crowded.
"senior."
"Um?"
"Where do you usually go?"
"bookstore."
"turn down."
"..."
"anything else?"
"..."
Kasahara Asuka turned her head and looked at him like a red endangered animal: "Old monster from the Showa era, you are behind the times."
At this time, her tone became sharper than usual, and her eyes were a little scary... Fujiwara Izaya cleared his throat and said again: "I also go to coffee shops often, as well as movie theaters and citizen swimming pools."
"swimming pool?"
Asuka Kasahara tilted her head and murmured to herself. She looked at the passing cars and thought for a while, then returned her gaze to him: "Sorry, it's the first time we met. It's impossible for Asuka to show you to senior in a swimsuit. Please keep it safe, senior."
It’s a perverted idea to say a date place that an ordinary person can describe.”
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya subconsciously lowered his head and looked at her thighs, thinking that some people don't even know if they have washed the stilettos on their thighs, so they have the nerve to call them perverts.
Asuka Kasahara raised her hand and slapped him on the head several times: "No sexual intercourse--"
"Okay, okay," Fujiwara Izaya leaned back to avoid her palm and asked, "How is the cinema?"
"Alright."
In order to test whether her senior was the kind of person who "had a disagreement while watching a movie with a girl on a date and then chose to watch each other", Kasahara Asuka agreed to this proposal.
"Senior, did you often go to the cinema before?"
"No, just occasionally."
"Watching with whom?"
"One person, choose a seat in the middle of the front row at the midnight show."
"..."
"What's your expression?"
"The expression of disgust, can't you see it?"
“Why should I be disliked when watching a movie alone?”
"Why can't we dislike this poor lonely old man?"
"Please apologize to the lonely elderly people all over the world!"
“Slightly”
The two quarreled all the way and took the elevator to a movie theater in a shopping mall.
As expected of the weekend, the cinema was packed with people, and every corner was crowded with couples.
In front of the automatic ticket vending machine, Asuka Kasahara stretched out her hand and pointed at a certain Hollywood masterpiece: "I want to watch this."
"Okay, let me watch this." Fujiwara Izaya held out his hand for a whale documentary.
"..."
As expected of you, Senior Mu Mu!
Kasahara Asuka's expression was a little angry, but also a little relieved.
"See you again after watching this, bye bye"
Fujiwara Izaya got the ticket, saw that the show would start in five minutes, and immediately turned around and left.
"...Ouch, I'm so angry!"
Asuka Kasahara gritted her teeth and stared at his back, stamped her feet, and finally bought a ticket for the same show and chased him into the dark aisle.
Along the way, she didn't speak, she just gritted her teeth and glared at Fujiwara Izaya angrily.
Fujiwara Izaya looked at her slightly twinkling eyes with a very calm expression.
There was nothing he wanted to see.
But he wouldn't show any gentlemanly manners and watch Hollywood popcorn movies he didn't like just because of this. He communicated with Asuka Kasahara with the intention of changing her, so he wouldn't put the cart before the horse and be changed by her.
"snort!"
Asuka Kasahara hit him on the back.
Fujiwara Izaya kept walking and went inside to find a good seat to sit down.
"...Ahhhh!" Kasahara Asuka sat next to him with a strong fragrance, turning her face away and not wanting to pay attention to him.
In her opinion, the whale documentary was very dull. After watching it for less than ten minutes, she felt bored and became drowsy. In the dim light, she looked at Fujiwara Izaya's side face. The senior was so serious and devoted.
Worth the price.
"Well……"
Asuka Kasahara puffed out her cheeks and made a dissatisfied sound.
Fujiwara Izaya didn't care about her, she just kept saying "um" and "um", as if she must be coaxed now.
Those bulging cheeks looked quite cute, so Fujiwara Izaya stretched out his finger and poked her cheek.
Wow, so soft...
"Woo"
Asuka Kasahara made a strange sound like a wolf dog, with a very dissatisfied expression.
Um.
Training completed.
Fujiwara Izaya retracted his finger.
"Senior!" Asuka Kasahara poked his cheek back unhappily.
"Okay, stop making trouble." Fujiwara Izaya looked at the screen, turned around and touched her head, "I'm very happy that you're willing to follow me in. But I'm very unhappy if you make noises in the cinema and disturb others. First of all, I'm very happy.
Keep your temper in check, and if you have any dissatisfaction, you can express it later. If that doesn't work, just take a nap."
These words slightly dispelled the resentment in the schoolgirl's heart.
She smiled slyly, leaned over and hugged Fujiwara Izaya's arm, tilted her head and asked innocently: "I'll let Asuka vent later, right?"
"Can."
"Don't lie to Asuka?"
"Don't lie."
"Hold Asuka!"
Fujiwara Izaya stretched out his right hand and took her arm.
"Hey!" Kasahara Asuka happily leaned on his shoulder, narrowed her eyes, and murmured: "After watching the movie, senior, just wait to die..."
For the next hour and a half, she rested her head on Fujiwara Izaya's right arm and fell asleep motionless. After the sixteen-year-old girl calmed down, her breath blew on his neck, making her body warm.
The refreshing citrus scent continues to spread to the nose.
Fujiwara Izaya, who was originally quite fascinated by the documentary, found it difficult to focus on the screen.
In the end, he simply stopped looking. He leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest. His fingers occasionally pinched the schoolgirl's cheek unconsciously...it felt really great, as soft as freshly baked bread.
As soon as the movie ended, he was pulled into the bathroom by Asuka Kasahara.
"Let you watch the documentary!"
"Let you ignore my feelings!"
"Let you be like a piece of wood all day long and unable to push—"
The girl's fist hit his lower abdomen, and occasionally landed on his chest. From time to time, she would stretch out her foot and lightly kick his calf.
After venting your anger.
Before Fujiwara Izaya could speak, Kasahara Asuka burst out laughing again.
She jumped up and jumped onto him with her feet off the ground, hugging his neck tightly: "But I'm so happy. A handsome boy like senior will be Asuka's from now on. When I think of this, I feel light all over..."
Fujiwara Izaya supported her waist and leaned on the sink: "Be a lady, don't make such indecent moves."
"No, no, no!" Kasahara Asuka shook her head, letting her hair hit his face one by one, "Asuka can do whatever she wants, don't be verbose."
Her slightly arrogant words were full of childishness.
But I'm just a sixteen-year-old kid, so it's okay. I just need to stop being so silly when I grow up.
"I talked with your sister this morning," Fujiwara Izaya said, "I think..."
Kasahara Asuka frowned for a moment.
Hanging her legs around his waist, she moved closer again, raising her head to be at eye level with him.
This probably meant telling him to shut up.
Fujiwara Izaya tilted his upper body back slightly and saw the pair of slightly opened lips in front of him shining with a seductive luster.
"Senior is going on a date with Asuka today," she said solemnly, her soft lips looking particularly stubborn, "You are not allowed to discuss other women, especially my sister!"
"All right……"
Fujiwara Izaya sighed, thinking that these things should not be rushed and could be discussed later.
The two people's foreheads were very close to each other. Kasahara Asuka suddenly realized this, and her cheeks turned red: "Ah, really, the distance is closer than usual. What should I do..."
"Then why don't you come down?" Fujiwara Izaya said angrily.
"I don't want to do it..." Asuka Kasahara turned her head carefully, as if to hide her shyness, and a smile slowly appeared on her face.
The little lips that were pressed together were squirming slightly, as if they were expecting something.
The school girl is really pretending to be cute... Fujiwara Izaya looked at her "Kiss me quickly" look and complained: "Why don't you become a school idol? It won't take long and you will definitely become famous all over the country."
"snort!"
Kasahara Asuka was very annoyed with his stupid behavior.
At this time, the cleaning lady came in with a bucket. When she saw the two people hugging each other, she shook her head and sighed that young people today are so open-minded. In her narrow eyes, Kasahara Asuka jumped off Fujiwara Izaya and stepped on the big
Walk out.
After walking a few steps, he came back angrily and stepped heavily on the upper part of the senior's shoe: "I told you not to kiss me! Humph! There is no chance, and there will never be a chance in the future. Senior, you should regret it!"
"
But after walking out of the cinema, she forgot about the unpleasantness just now and held Fujiwara Izaya's hand innocently.
Being used to her moody temper, Fujiwara Izaya is very patient.
Teaching and educating people is a career that requires long-term efforts. He has just started teaching now, how could he be impatient.
Asuka Kasahara looked at the dazzling shops on the street with a very excited expression: "How about going to play board games?"
"What kind of board game can two people play?"
"Going to a haunted house?"
"I'm afraid you don't think it's scary enough and you'll beat up the staff inside."
"Well, that makes sense..." Kasahara Asuka chuckled, holding his hand and shaking it: "Then let's go to the amusement park."
"To what?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
"roller coaster!"
"You think a roller coaster can make you, a miko, feel something?"
"That's right, senior said that he thinks roller coasters are boring... carousels?"
"That's even more boring!"
The two chatted all the way, holding hands without letting go for a moment. In the eyes of the people around them, the boy and girl must be regarded as a couple.
They are about the same age and have the same outstanding appearance. Coupled with the difference in height, they can make people feel envious at first glance.
"Going to Starbucks?"
"Rinse the pot with water."
"Eat McDonald's?"
"junk food."
Kasahara Asuka stopped and looked at him with suspicion: "...Senior, are you deliberately going against me?"
"It's my first date, I don't know where to go." Fujiwara Izaya held out the gold medal to avoid death, and then said premeditatedly: "How about going to the library? I'm tired from walking, and the weather is so hot.
You might as well go blow the air conditioner."
"snort!"
Kasahara Asuka expressed her dissatisfaction with her nose.
Hum hum hum, hum all day long, you are a little pig... Fujiwara Izaya muttered, suddenly remembering that when they first met, he compared her to a pink guinea pig. Now it seems that it was really a Haruki Murakami-style metaphor.
, as perfect as a tornado.
Asuka Kasahara wished she could bite this senior in public.
It is impossible to go to the library. It is impossible to go to the library in this life... After searching around with her eyes, she pointed to a promotional poster of a tennis hall on the roadside: "Asuka is going to play tennis. If you say no, senior,
Now it’s rotten!”
Whether it's to go to the gym... Fujiwara Izaya looked at the poster, then looked down at her shoes: "Are your shoes okay?"
Kasahara Asuka was stunned for a moment.
After first lowering her head to confirm the high-heeled boots she was wearing, she then looked up at Fujiwara Izaya with a somewhat touched expression: "Senior would actually pay attention to such small details. It's really surprising. Asuka thought you were really a hopeless idiot.
…”
I'm just afraid that I'll be entangled with you and be unable to escape, okay... Fujiwara Izaya shook his head helplessly.
"There's no problem with the shoes. Now just go buy a pair of tennis shoes." Kasahara Asuka chuckled, holding his hand and dragging him into the tennis hall without any explanation.
Not long after the two walked into the door, Kasahara Fuka-Eri also passed by the door of the tennis hall.
The short-haired woman next to her, who was wearing a black sleeveless dress and dressed fashionably, looked at the poster, smiled and said to her: "Let's go play tennis. I haven't exercised for a long time, and I have some fat on my lower abdomen."
"Um."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri responded succinctly.
"Do you think we'll meet Linlin here?"
"Tokyo is not a village."
"Oh, he and I are destined."
"What would you do if you met him?"
"Castrate that little bastard!"
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Department, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to clean away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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