121. There is a price to pay for training, slack, and lazy Asuka.
Early morning on the second day of training camp.
After Hoshimi Rinko finished washing, she first opened the sliding door of the compartment.
The early morning sun filtered through the window and printed small parallelogram squares on the tatami of the Japanese-style room. Fujiwara Izaya was like a tired puppy from shopping, lying on the quilt and watching a Spanish lecture on his tablet.
Hoshimi Rinko glanced at the tablet screen.
The female lecturer, wearing black stockings and high heels, was teaching in a seductive pose.
“,alfinyalosaldrá”
"In Japanese, this sentence can be understood as 'Don't worry about life, no matter what, you can't escape it alive.'"
Fujiwara Izaya murmured in Chinese: "Are Banya people also so Buddhist..."
As if to respond to his words, the female lecturer on the screen stood up from her seat and swayed her long black legs: "The character of the Spanish is that they are warm, generous and easy to approach. They love to talk and chat. But most people meet each other. When you say '?quétal?' or '?comoestás?', you don't expect the other party to have a complete answer. For example, this example..."
Hoshimi Rinko knocked on the sliding door: "How did you learn?"
"Spanish is so beautiful!" Fujiwara Izaya stared at the black stockings of the female lecturer.
"Um?"
"Oh, I mean this lecturer is very funny."
After the words fell, the female lecturer continued to recite the example: "ahua.noteduchessolo. (You need to save water, so don't take a bath alone.)"
Fujiwara Izaya read it again, then looked at Hoshimi Rinko and said: "Let's save water together at night?"
Xing Jian Rinzi rolled her eyes at him.
"It will be over soon, wait for me for a while." Fujiwara Izaya looked back at the screen.
After the Spanish lecture, he threw the tablet aside and opened the paper sliding door on Mrs. Kasahara's side.
The air conditioner was on in the room, which was very cool. The Kasahara family and her daughter huddled on the same mat, covering their bodies with quilts, with only their eyes exposed.
Hearing the movement, two pairs of bright eyes looked at Fujiwara Izaya, and winked at him together rather slyly.
Seems to be cute?
but……
Forget about Asuka, madam, have you become a child again?
Fujiwara Izaya knocked on the next door: "Get up for training, two beautiful girls, don't be lazy!"
"Eh?"
"No! No!"
"That's right, I was so tired after driving all day yesterday, so I'll let you sleep today!"
This beautiful mother and daughter were rolling around in quilts on the sun-drenched tatami, looking like they were acting coquettishly.
"I mean Sister Kasahara..." Fujiwara Izaya looked tiredly at Mrs. Kasahara who seemed twenty years younger, "You don't need training, what do you call it?"
"That's right, I don't need training." Mrs. Kasahara just remembered that,
She patted her head. Then, she suddenly opened the quilt and kicked her daughter out, "Don't disturb mom's beauty sleep here."
"mom!"
Asuka Kasahara put on her small lips and rubbed her messy orange hair.
In the small restaurant in front of the room, Mrs. Hoshimi was eating breakfast and talking to her daughter.
"There are mountain parks and hot spring hotels nearby. There are two small markets in Nanyinzu Town every month, and there will be a fireworks festival at the end of this month. You must seize the opportunity and don't be outdone by Asuka..."
"Sister Hoshimi!"
Mrs. Hoshimi's delicate neck twisted slightly as she watched the handsome young man walk over with a headache on his face.
"We are here for training..."
"Is there any difference between training and dating?" Mrs. Hoshimi asked innocently.
She was wearing white cotton pajamas, and her thin collarbones flashed between the collar, which looked very seductive early in the morning.
Fujiwara Izaya glared at her and clapped his hands: "Okay, from now on, Hoshimi Yako officially joins the training camp of the two girls. She must complete all the training plans I have made twice, otherwise she will not be allowed to eat at night!
"
"Ah?" Mrs. Hoshimi pointed at herself innocently.
"Ha ha……"
A burst of gloating laughter erupted from Mrs. Kasahara's room.
Mrs. Hoshimi glanced at the bad woman angrily, and then looked at Fujiwara Izaya pitifully: "Fujiwara-kun, if my sister wants to cook for you, you don't need to participate in training... okay?"
"I'll cook!" Mrs. Kasahara said without hesitation.
"You have no choice!" Fujiwara Izaya said to Mrs. Hoshimi fiercely.
Mrs. Hoshimi hugged her daughter's slender shoulders with a pitiful expression: "Fujiwara-kun is so cruel, Rinko, please save mom~~"
"well……"
When Hoshi saw Rinko lowering her head, she let out the most desperate sigh in her eighteen years of life.
"Ah~" Asuka Kasahara yawned and came out of the bathroom.
At 8:30 in the morning, the sun filled the world with its new rays. A few people sat at the dining table by the window, looking at the sparkling sea and having breakfast. They ate toast, eggs, cucumber salad, and drank milk.
After eating breakfast, the three women changed into white crotchless miko costumes and entered the dojo.
This is a huge indoor training ground that is about half the size of a standard football field. The overall decoration is very simple and tends to be monotonous. Since glass cabinets with magical instruments as decorations can be seen everywhere on the walls, the overall training ground looks quite unique.
Museum style. There are taiko drum rattles, golden robes, Japanese swords with exquisite scabbards, etc. displayed in the glass cabinets.
There is no trace of dirt on the glass cabinet used for storage, the oak floor is spotless, and the ornamental plants placed are also meticulously cared for.
"Are these magic weapons real?" Fujiwara Izaya asked curiously.
"Of course, this is part of my Hoshimi family's collection." Mrs. Hoshimi laughed at him like a child who has never seen the world. "If sold in the world, the total value of these ornaments would be no less than 1.5 billion.
"
"No wonder it's so well maintained." Fujiwara Izaya thought about asking for a few pieces as souvenirs when he goes back.
Mrs. Hoshimi raised her eyebrows proudly: "Even the care and cleaning work are done by shikigami."
Fujiwara Izaya imagined the scene of shikigami cleaning secretly in the middle of the night, and found it very interesting.
Speaking of which, not all shikigami are fighting types. Some are weaker and are better at laundry and cleaning, and specialize in housework. There are also some races that are naturally good-looking and are suitable for keeping warm sheets.
For example, Miss Meiji.
As the Spider Empress, the new wife has a charm ability comparable to that of Tamamo Mae, and her flirting skills are top-notch. Fujiwara Izaya thinks that the reason why the current wife seems reserved and arrogant is probably because she has not developed it. After she gives it to him...
...I feel excited just thinking about it.
"Both of you, come over here and sit here." Mrs. Hoshimi stroked her sleeves and stood elegantly in front of the two girls. Her long black hair was tied with a hairband and she wore a witch costume embroidered with white magnolia flowers.
, fitting as if it were a part of her body.
The two little witches knelt down in front of the big witch obediently and began to listen to the lecture.
Let someone familiar teach them how to practice divine power, which is exactly Fujiwara Izaya's intention.
The way priests and witches fight is to use their own divine power to attack and defend, and they can rely on divine power driving talismans and magic weapon formations to improve their attack and defense capabilities.
The basis of everything is divine power.
In this regard, Fujiwara Izaya is just a layman.
He can do it on paper, but if you let him practice it, he can hurt himself.
The two chairman directors with unfathomable strength are the right candidates to teach the two little miko. What Fujiwara Izaya needs to do is lead them in physical training to strengthen their physical fitness.
"Both of you are talented mikos who have had divine power since childhood. You have laid a solid foundation. Your main training direction should be on expanding the accumulated divine power in your body and mastering more Shinto spells."
Mrs. Hoshimi opened her mouth and stared with interest at the three children who were obediently listening to the lesson.
"Therefore, this special training is a hell-like concentrated special training. In addition to actual combat exercises, there are also several reference books that you need to fully master. I will tell you your name and you will write it down. Jizi and I will give you a review every morning.
Conduct spot checks.”
The two little witches spread out their notebooks on the ground and bent down to write something in them.
"You must read "The Collection of Golden Crow and Jade Rabbit", and you need to memorize "Genji's Strategy" in its entirety. In addition, "Introduction to Advanced Curses" also needs to be completely memorized." Mrs. Hoshimi's voice was gentle, but her tone was very stern, "Modern Style
"Theory of God", "Book of Changes", and "Emperor Jingui Jing" are reference books. You don't need to understand them completely, but you need to memorize the key points. In addition, there are the following ancient books..."
This long list of book titles sounds like some kind of medieval spell to Kasahara Asuka, and it is also a spell with "evil" or "dark" attributes.
"Senior..." She made a weak voice.
"Huh?" Fujiwara Izaya saw her pitiful eyes.
"I can't seem to hold it any longer..."
"This is only the first day!"
“It’s more boring and tiring than expected.”
"I think we need a 'fixing spell' to fix you here."
"Is there a spell that turns people into idiots?"
"Yes, I have."
"What is it?"
"Brick spell. It's easy to cast, no need to recite the spell, just slap it with your hand."
"...Haha." Kasahara Asuka couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.
Mrs. Hoshimi, who had been staring at the two deserters for a long time, suddenly turned cold: "Fujiwara-san, Kasahara-san, please extend your hands."
"..."
Two hands stretched out.
"Papa~"
The pointer slapped it on.
Rinko Hoshimi next to her chuckled happily.
Fujiwara Izaya cast her gaze over. She immediately lowered her head and covered her face with her notebook. Her slender shoulders were still shaking.
"Slightly, slightly~" Asuka Kasahara made a face at her.
Hoshimi Rinko raised her face and asked in a calm and loud voice: "For people who can't even concentrate, no wonder they can't be promoted to a higher position."
The air in the dojo instantly became tense because of these words.
"Tch, you're talking as if you are already a divine general..." Asuka Kasahara looked at Rinko Hoshimi, and their eyes met.
No need to ask, you know that the eyes of the two little witches were full of mockery at this time.
Mrs. Hoshimi held the pointer and her eyes fell on Fujiwara Izaya with a smile, as if she did not intend to speak.
Fujiwara Izaya looked at the blue sky outside the window, looking like it had nothing to do with him.
The confrontation between the two little witches continues.
"For me, the rank of general is just a small hurdle." Hoshimi Rinko sneered.
"Hmph!" Kasahara Xiaozhu expressed his disdain with his nose contemptuously, and retorted: "What's so difficult about just getting to the top? As long as I work a little harder, I can break it tomorrow."
Hoshimi Rinko's chest didn't rise at all and said: "You still have to work hard to get promoted to a higher position, but that's it."
"It's nothing more than trying hard for so long and becoming a loser!" Asuka Kasahara's words were sonorous, powerful, unruly, and extremely lethal.
For a moment, Mrs. Hoshimi held her breath.
Fujiwara Izaya wants to return to Tokyo.
The school girl is so ignorant of martial ethics. She is obviously discussing the issue of strength. How can she be so murderous and heart-wrenching!
Hoshimi Rinko, who was ridiculed, looked gloomy for a moment.
However, she didn't let that deter her.
"In that case, let's explain the matter clearly." After slowly calming down, the senior sister's delicate little face was elegantly cold, but she looked more aggressive. She looked at Kasahara Asuka and said coldly: "Don't be temporarily
The victory has gone to my head. The future is still long and the road is still far away, so be careful of falling."
"The dying struggle of a defeated dog?" Asuka Kasahara crossed her arms with a playful smile.
"Defeat..." Rinko Hoshimi took a deep breath, "I hate this word!"
"Senior, don't mind," Asuka Kasahara puffed out her chest and comforted her hypocritically, "If you really can't, wait until I get tired of playing and let senior pick up the corpse."
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya pretended not to hear and admired the lush bougainvillea outside the window.
"We'll see in the future." Hoshimi Rinko deliberately snorted a sneer.
His appearance was full of momentum and confidence, and he seemed to be no ordinary person.
But in terms of momentum, Asuka Kasahara will definitely not lose to her.
"For more than forty days during the summer vacation, senior sister will change from the loser she is now to a big loser!"
"It seems that I was too kind and gave you the illusion of victory. To be honest, whether you accept it or not, Fujiwara's every move and all thoughts are within my understanding. You will definitely play tricks on me.
But me."
"Don't cry while talking, senior!"
"There is no connection between him and you. That's it. I want to take it back."
The two girls quarreled so much that sparks flew. Fujiwara Izaya, who felt that the future was miserable, seemed to remember something and turned to look at Mrs. Hoshimi standing aside.
The only adult here still looked like he had nothing to do with himself, but his eyes couldn't describe the excitement brought about by watching the fire from the other side.
"...won't you stop them?"
"Huh?... Oops! I forgot!"
Mrs. Hoshimi then patted her forehead in frustration and quickly took out a charm.
"Yan Ling: Bind!"
"Urgent as a rule!"
The talisman popped out from the fingertips, like picking a flower, and several blue chains of divine power instantly appeared on Asuka Kasahara's body.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh," Asuka Kasahara screamed, shouting at Fujiwara Izaya, "Senior, mother and daughter bullied me, please help me get revenge!"
Fujiwara Izaya, who regarded himself as half an outsider, grinned foolishly.
The course continues with divine meditation.
Under the guidance of Mrs. Hoshimi, the three shrine maidens, one large, two small, closed their eyes, adjusted their breaths, and entered a meditative state.
Shinto shrine maidens, like priests, perform duties such as praying, exorcising evil spirits, and offering sacrifices. But unlike priests, shrine maidens are also called sons of gods. They can accept the gods' support, convey the gods' will, and absorb the gods' power.
Therefore, during meditation, in addition to being able to sense the divine power in nature, the shrine maiden can also receive the gift of divine power from Takamagahara.
Fujiwara Izaya became a real outsider at this time.
While drinking tea, he looked at the different levels of divine power on the three witches.
The blue light that lingers around Mrs. Hoshimi is the kind of deep and pure blue, as if looking down at the deepest sea from the air. Her witch costume was blown up like a flag, and the golden light shone on her black
It wandered through the hair, causing waves of powerful divine power fluctuations.
Deep blue with a hint of gold.
This is a sign of reaching the king level.
Fujiwara Izaya compared her strength with that of the head of the Tsuchimikado clan in his mind, and found that the two were actually about the same.
It's terrible. On the surface, she is just a slender and weak young lady, but behind the scenes, she is no worse than that tall and thick man Tsuchimikado... Fujiwara Izaya looked at Mrs. Hoshimi's saintly face, thinking that the prettier the woman is, the more beautiful she is.
The more likely you are to deceive people.
Rinko Hoshimi on the left, the blue light is slightly darker.
In general comparison, from overlooking the Pacific Ocean to overlooking the Sea of Japan, it is still pure blue, but it lacks a bit of depth and heaviness.
Asuka Kasahara on the right is much worse.
That blue light is the blue of the sky.
However, this is also related to her young age and short cultivation time.
As her training time increases, she will definitely be able to slowly narrow the gap with Hoshimi Rinko, and she may even surpass her in the end.
Come on, senior... Fujiwara Izaya looked at Rinko Hoshimi, thinking that you have failed so completely emotionally, if you even failed in practice, you will be laughed to death by the little devil.
The senior sister is immersed in meditation.
The divine power illuminated her face a deep blue, so soft and beautiful that it made people's hearts tremble.
Like the slowly moving clouds in the sky, time is passing.
Fujiwara Izaya's clothes were blown up, his hair was floating, and the teacup on the tea tray was shaking slightly.
At this time, a slight golden ripple spread from Mrs. Hoshimi's body, and her hair flew up. She slowly opened her eyes, and a golden light flashed through her eyes, like gold foil inlaid on a black gem blown away by the wind.
“It’s comfortable~”
Under Fujiwara Izaya's gaze, Mrs. Hoshimi stretched herself comfortably.
Under the tugging of her arms, the miko's uniform was pulled out into a few wrinkles, and the arc on her chest was small but beautiful.
Hoshimi Rinko on the left slowly opened her eyes, and took a deep breath through her nose like she was smelling something. Then she picked up the teacup next to her and took a slow sip of tea.
The elegance and beauty of that gesture can only be described as unparalleled.
The last one, Kasahara Asuka, had been silent for a long time.
The summer sunshine filled the courtyard, the grass undulated in the courtyard, and everything was filled with sea breeze and the fragrance of flowers. The sun shined through the window, casting the shadow of the pine trees on the school girl, who remained motionless for a long time.
Fujiwara Izaya felt something was wrong and moved closer to her to take a closer look.
"Huh~"
"Ha, hoo~"
An extremely subtle snoring sound came from the delicate tip of the school girl's mouth and nose.
"...As expected of you." Fujiwara Izaya laughed out loud, angrily.
"..." Mrs. Hoshimi covered her forehead and looked at the magical chain on Asuka Kasahara's body with black lines on her face. It was set up to control the little miko and prevent her from moving around. Unexpectedly, it became a frame to support her body.
Let her sleep on it.
Hoshimi Rinko held the tea cup, pursed her lips, and her elegant gaze stayed on Asuka Kasahara's lazy posture.
snort!
That's it?
Rubbish opponent!
Fujiwara Izaya leaned into the schoolgirl's ear and said loudly: "It's time for dinner after class."
"Ha!" Kasahara Asuka opened her eyes instantly and subconsciously wanted to stand up. As soon as she raised her buttocks, Mrs. Hoshimi slapped her on the shoulder with a pointer, causing her to cry out "ouch" in pain.
"senior!"
The little devil asked Fujiwara Izaya for help with tears in his eyes.
"Next time I'll hit you too!" Fujiwara Izaya hit her on the head with his backhand.
"Bad guy! Bad guy! Bad guy!" Kasahara Asuka said three times in a row, her eyes scanning the three bad guys present.
After meditation, the divine power reserve in the body is at its most abundant, so next it is necessary to release all the divine power, and then meditate again to fill the empty body.
By going in and out like this repeatedly, each time the divine power that can be stored in the body will be a little more than the last time.
"Continue to perform the Fireball Technique until your whole body's spiritual power is exhausted, and do not move your attention during this period!" Mrs. Hoshimi maintained a kneeling posture and gently made a finger with her fingers.
As the air rippled, a bluish-white fireball the size of a fist appeared in front of her. Then two more fireballs were added, making a total of three fireballs floating lightly in the air, emitting terrifying but restrained heat.
A simple but convenient move.
It doesn't look very powerful, but the energy contained in it... Fujiwara Izaya feels the fluctuation, and he wants Mrs. Hoshimi to use all her strength to cast a fireball and explode it. The energy released is probably equivalent to a W54 small nuclear bomb -
―During the explosion, all life within a 5-kilometer radius was wiped out, and all buildings within 600 meters were reduced to rubble.
The peak King level is so terrifying, so wouldn't the Supreme level be able to destroy a small town with one full blow?
In comparison, the fireball technique performed by Hoshimi Rinko was much less powerful.
It's probably just a conventional missile with a small yield.
As for Asuka Kasahara, she is even worse.
The strength of a rocket launcher.
It can be seen from this that there is a natural chasm between each realm, and the superiors are almost crushing the inferiors - except for Fujiwara Izaya.
The breeze blew the wind chimes and sunny dolls on the eaves, and the entire dojo was illuminated by the three people's fireballs, as if it had turned into a sea of light. The gorgeous light overwhelmed all the colors.
Among the three, Asuka Kasahara was defeated first.
It only lasted less than half an hour, and she was so exhausted that her whole body collapsed and she lay on the ground panting.
"Drink some tea and rehydrate." Izaya Fujiwara, who was acting as the nanny, promptly brought her a cup of herbal tea and took a towel to help her wipe the sweat on her forehead and neck.
"Ahhhh-"
Kasahara Asuka screamed a few times, and her child lay scattered on the ground.
After all her divine power was drained away, fatigue and emptiness weighed heavily on her like a rock, and her delicate little face was filled with resistance.
"Senior, I don't want to practice anymore."
"no."
"I've never been so tired before, Asuka doesn't want it!"
"It's just because no one forced you before, that's why you are so lazy!" Fujiwara Izaya pulled her up from the floor, put a towel on her back and gently wiped the sweat, "Look at me, senior, you are still insisting now.
You are also a genius miko, why are you so miserable?"
Asuka Kasahara puffed out her cheeks and looked at Rinko Hoshimi angrily.
In the sunshine and firelight, Hoshimi Rinko's body was swaying, and her cheeks were covered with fine sweat. Her solemn demeanor harmonized with her slender beauty, and her glossy black hair was tied behind her back with a red ribbon. At first glance, her appearance
She is extremely delicate underneath, but exudes a strong will from within.
The continuous release of divine power also made her feel exhausted.
The fine sweat on her forehead gradually turned into beads of sweat the size of mung beans, streaking across her pearly white cheeks. But although her hands were shaking slightly, her posture had not changed, and her back was still straight.
Monster... Kasahara Asuka rolled her eyes, and then a sly smile appeared on her lips.
"Senior, how about we go shopping at noon..." She put her lips to Fujiwara Izaya's ear, almost kissing his ear and talking, "When Asuka came here, she saw a bridal shop in the town, so we went to take wedding photos together.
Did you take the photo?"
The small and soft touch combined with the sweet whispering sound goes straight to the bottom of my heart.
"Uh, oh..."
Fujiwara Izaya felt that his ears felt so comfortable.
The heartbeat rhythm also accelerated a bit.
Hoshi, who was originally focused on seeing Rinko, suddenly shook his hands and glared angrily at the senior girl who was curled up and chatting with her junior classmate. The senior student criticized in her heart: Asuka is a bitch, junior classmate, you are usually smart and smart.
What? Can’t you see that she is teasing you? Please wake up and come back to me——
"Uh, wedding photos or something..." Fujiwara Izaya's eyes wandered.
In comparison, Kasahara Asuka can be said to be calm and even confident.
"Senior is a charming man. Asuka's biggest dream since childhood is to marry Senpai, so why not take wedding photos in advance..."
"...I was still young when you were young, and you actually had the nerve to say such things."
"Hey, I've been falling in love with senpai since I was a child in my dreams!" Kasahara Asuka smiled and put her hand on Fujiwara Izaya's head, happily scratching his hair, "Besides, senpai is also obsessed with Asuka.
?”
"No." Fujiwara Izaya pushed her away angrily.
"Senior, you're lying!" Kasahara Asuka leaned forward again, with a shy and innocent girl's smile on her face, "You touched her in the car on the way here, and you said you're not obsessed with her?"
At this time, when Hoshi saw that Rinzi was reminded of some unbearable memories, he suddenly felt weak all over.
The fireball disappeared suddenly, and her whole body seemed to be in collapse, convulsing and trembling.
"Look, senpai is dying." Asuka Kasahara leaned over and asked hypocritically, "Do you need me to lend you my senpai to wipe your sweat?"
Hoshimi Rinko took a deep breath: "No need!"
Asuka Kasahara stared at Shin, who was soaked all over. She suddenly seemed to be enlightened, pretending to be understanding and condescending.
"Is the senior sister jealous?"
"I'm talking about you——"
"You and your senior have known each other for so long, but we have only known each other for three months and we have suddenly become closer than you and him. It's not impossible for you to be jealous -"
"I don't care about this!" Hoshimi Rinko replied with a bad temper.
Rinko, stop being so arrogant... Mrs. Hoshimi, who was maintaining three fireballs effortlessly, felt that there was a bad show going on in front of her, and the gossip between her eyebrows became more and more intense.
"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel!" Fujiwara Izaya sat over with a new towel, "Honestly, you might as well save the energy of the quarrel for the afternoon training."
After saying that, he pulled the senior sister's sleeve and wiped the sweat from her body.
Hoshi, who was about to run away in anger, immediately lowered his head meekly when he saw Rinko.
The tired blush on her face gradually turned into a shy blush, just like the gorgeous sunset hanging in the sky when the long and hot day is about to pass. This look at this time can best show the unique charm of the senior sister, which is more powerful than a thousand words.
can be used as proof.
"Senior, you are so well-behaved." Asuka Kasahara's eyes sparkled, and her lips raised happily, "When she was touched by senior, she became as well-behaved as a kitten. And you said you weren't jealous just now?"
Hoshi saw Rinko's face getting redder and redder.
The flowing black hair covered half of her cheeks, hiding her current expression, and the white neck that was exposed around her became attractively red.
Kasahara Asuka opened her eyes and stared at the senior sister who was speechless for a moment, with the corners of her mouth raised proudly.
snort!
That's it?
Rubbish opponent!
A smile like a blooming bud, paired with Asuka Kasahara's delicate little face, looks innocent and cute...if you ignore her inner thoughts.
Time moves toward noon.
The grass and trees in the courtyard are shining green and jumping in the sunshine.
Big grasshoppers flew out loudly from the grass, and the smell of summer grass filled the surroundings. Amidst the deafening chirping of cicadas, the sunlight was as dazzling as stage lights. Asuka Kasahara flipped through the ancient books spread out on her knees, typing frequently.
Yawning.
"Yiko!" At the door of the dojo, Mrs. Kasahara, who looked like a housewife in an apron and clothes, leaned out half of her body, "I haven't cooked for a long time. Come over and help me try the dishes first."
"You three, don't be lazy, keep reading to me!" Mrs. Hoshimi said before patting her butt and leaving.
A cat ran onto the corridor at some point and looked at them from the door.
It is a small calico cat with soft fur. It looks at the boys and girls in the room with its smart eyes. Its long tail gently knocks on the door, as if it is considering whether to come in and be cute and beg for food.
Without the elders watching her, Asuka Kasahara immediately closed her eyes and took a nap.
"Wake up!" Fujiwara Izaya slapped her on the forehead.
"Ouch, it hurts!"
"Come on, I'm not using any strength."
"It just hurts. Blow it for me. If you don't blow it, I won't watch."
"Ah hoo~"
Two people are talking here, and the other person is concentrating on reading a book, as if he will not be disturbed.
"Senior, let's compete with me in origami airplanes!" As she said this, Asuka Kasahara tore off a piece of paper from her notebook, folded it again and again, unfolded both sides, and folded out a paper airplane. Then she waved her wrist with a "woohoo" sound.
, with Fujiwara Izaya’s acquiescent gaze, he threw the paper plane out of the window.
The paper plane crossed the window, circled several times over the corridor, hit the pillars and fell, ending its short flight.
"It's only four meters away, that's too bad!" Fujiwara Izaya laughed at her.
Kasahara Asuka curled her lips: "Does this mean that senior is very powerful?"
"Of course, I'm super awesome, just look at it!" Fujiwara Izaya tore off a piece of paper with confidence, folded it in half, then folded two corners inward, then folded it back to the opposite edge. Finally, fold it out.
Open the two small corners, turn the triangle up, and fold out the wings.
"Watch it!"
"Ha~"
He breathed a sigh of relief and threw it hard towards the window.
The paper plane quickly flew out of the window, but unfortunately, a gust of wind blew at this time. The paper plane that was originally outside the window slowly spun around, then fell back into the house, and the nose of the plane fell directly to the ground.
"Hahaha..." Kasahara Asuka laughed mercilessly, "You're only three meters tall, your senior is so inferior!"
"Wind! That's the problem with the wind!"
"Senior is so inferior! And he still doesn't admit that he is not as good as Asuka. He is just a shameless puppy looking for excuses, just a little bit~"
"Let's compete again!"
"Come on, come on!"
Amidst the noise, Hoshimi Rinko turned her head slightly and twisted the corners of her mouth in disdain.
--cut!
Two childish ghosts.
When I was eight years old, I stopped playing with paper airplanes, okay?
Fifteen minutes later.
"Senior, you're wrong. You have to fold the diagonal corners first before you can fly."
"Hey, I just want to try a new stacking method."
"Senior, senior, I flew twelve meters this time!"
"It's just borrowing the power of the wind, it's not your real ability!"
"Senior is cheating!"
"You two watch out, this is my real strength!"
"Hey, the paper is gone."
"Let's go and pick up the ones outside and continue the competition!"
On the sunny lawn, paper airplanes were hovering, and clusters of Lespedeza and Setaria were growing like wild ones. Vaguely visible through the gaps between the green leaves of Lespedeza, it seemed that several butterflies were flying. The kitten chased the butterflies for a while, and then chased them for a while.
The paper airplane fell several times.
"Himeko, do you think this is okay?" Mrs. Hoshimi crossed her arms with a worried look on her face.
"Why is it bad?" Mrs. Kasahara looked at the courtyard. Her little daughter was holding a paper airplane between her fingers and running happily on the grass. Under the bright sunshine, the face that looked like her own was so white that it was almost transparent.
"My Rinko has also been ruined." Mrs. Hoshimi looked at her daughter's equally flawless face.
"You have to combine work and rest." Mrs. Kasahara smiled softly, took out her mobile phone and started recording a video.
Mrs. Hingjian also took out her mobile phone and teased her bestie: "I finally understand why your Xiangxiang has such a bad temper. It turns out it's all because of your pampering."
"Aren't daughters born just to be pampered?" Mrs. Kasahara replied nonchalantly.
"Rinko, look this way." Mrs. Hoshimi shouted, holding up her mobile phone. When her daughter turned her head, she instantly captured the panic expression on her face.
Mrs. Kasahara also shouted: "Xiangxiang, do a pose!"
Kasahara Asuka jumped her legs, turned around in the air, and gave the camera a vibrant smile: "Yeah--"
"My Rinzi is still cute."
"My home's fragrant fragrance is cuter."
"Your family Xiangxiang is unruly and willful and unreasonable at all!"
"Your Rinzi has an aloof character and has no feminine charm at all!"
"What do you mean, Jizi?"
"I also want to ask Mizi what do you mean!"
"Practice?"
"OK--"
Three juniors, you look at me, I look at you...
"...I'm so hungry."
"I'm hungry too."
"...let's go."
"good."
Behind them, the two ladies started sparring from the eaves to the courtyard. Their beautiful and elegant figures blended with the lawn, sunshine and flowers, becoming the most beautiful part of the scenery.
You can't kill anyone like this... Fujiwara Izaya complained in his heart.
Return to the restaurant and have lunch around the dining table.
In addition to sumptuous meals, Mrs. Kasahara also thoughtfully prepared chilled watermelon and grapes.
In a sweet and relaxed atmosphere, several people were eating and talking about their plans for the afternoon.
"Is there physical training in the afternoon?" Mrs. Kasahara asked Fujiwara Izaya.
She was wearing a white shirt, and the buttons on her chest had become shaky from the struggle just now. Moreover, the size of the dress seemed to be one or two sizes too small, and the placket on her chest was stretched out of shape.
"It must be taijutsu!" Fujiwara Izaya looked away with difficulty, eating a sweet watermelon, "You mikos are all so weak. If you can't use divine power, you are just an ordinary weak woman. If you don't learn two moves to defend yourself, how can you do it?"
"How are you going to train us?"
"Start with simple weight-bearing training to build up your physical strength, and then learn some fighting skills and swordsmanship."
"How much weight is it carrying?"
"Asuka and Rinko started with 10 kilograms, and the two sisters started with 20 kilograms."
"Why should I?" Mrs. Kasahara snorted, and then said arrogantly: "I, the Chairman, order you to give up all thoughts of training yourself!"
Her posture is similar to Asuka in the car yesterday... Fujiwara Izaya shook his head and said firmly: "As adults, you should set an example for the juniors!"
"I think you just want to take the opportunity to bully us!" Mrs. Hoshimi revealed his little thoughts.
"Watermelon is so delicious!" Izaya Fujiwara held a large piece of watermelon in his hands and chuckled "hahaha".
"I hope he can take pity on us two old women..." Mrs. Hoshimi looked at Mrs. Kasahara with a sympathetic look, "Himeko, you are more shameless, how about you persuade him to be gentler."
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"Ha~"
Mrs. Kasahara yawned lazily.
Infected by this, the two girls seemed a little tired, so the conversation ended here.
"Go and take a nap." Fujiwara Izaya looked at Rinko Hoshimi who looked exhausted, "At three o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun is not so harsh, we can train on the beach."
"Um."
Seeing that Rinzi had no objection, Hoshi nodded and got up to go back to the room.
"Asuka asks for leave this afternoon!" Kasahara Asuka said, and then wanted to leave without waiting for Fujiwara Izaya to refuse.
"Wait!" Fujiwara Izaya grabbed her wrist.
Asuka Kasahara begged for mercy pitifully: "Senior, I'm tired~"
"This trick is useless!" Fujiwara Izaya smiled slightly.
"Mom~" Kasahara Asuka begged her mother for mercy again, "Xiangxiang worked very hard this morning, and her legs are still weak from exhaustion."
"She fell asleep while meditating." Mrs. Hoshimi reported like a teacher or parent.
"Asleep?" Mrs. Kasahara was stunned and looked at her daughter with a strange look, as if to say: Can anyone fall asleep?
"Hehe~"
Asuka Kasahara doesn't make excuses, she just pretends to be cute.
"I'm too lazy to care about you, Fujiwara-kun, teach her a lesson!" Mrs. Kasahara smiled angrily,?
?Mrs. Hoshimi both left the restaurant.
After there were only two people left, Fujiwara Izaya found a shelf with a glass ball hanging on a rope in the middle.
"Come here and kneel."
"oh……"
Asuka Kasahara sat down on her knees with reluctance.
The height of the glass ball in front of her was the same as her smooth forehead, and the distance was only ten centimeters.
"Pay attention," Fujiwara Izaya knelt down opposite her and put his fingers on the edge of the glass ball: "I will..." at any time.
Halfway through his words, he popped the glass ball out.
In less than half a second, the glass ball hit the school girl's smooth forehead with a dull pop.
"Ouch, it hurts..." Asuka Kasahara covered her forehead and looked at him angrily.
"Put your hands down!" Fujiwara Izaya looked serious.
Kasahara Asuka put down her hands in frustration.
"Your biggest problem is that you don't have enough concentration, and you tend to get distracted in everything you do..." Fujiwara Izaya explained to her, "This method can quickly and effectively exercise your concentration. Starting today, you will spend two hours at noon every day.
Training, don’t miss it!”
"Huh?" Asuka Kasahara was so frightened that her face turned a little pale.uuReading www.uukanshu.com
Snap.
The glass ball hit her forehead again, leaving a round red mark.
"I don't believe I can't escape!" Asuka Kasahara gasped for breath, opened her eyes as wide as possible, and was wary of the glass ball. But this time, Fujiwara Izaya didn't pop it out, and looked at it.
She started to feel sleepy.
Snap.
The glass ball hit his forehead hard again.
"..." Asuka Kasahara was so frightened that she trembled. After she came to her senses, she curled her lips and cried aggrievedly on the spot: "Oh, no more fun, Asuka wants to sleep..."
Snap!
"Wow...Ignore you!"
Snap!
"Asuka is going back to Tokyo, woohoo!" Asuka Kasahara wiped her tears and was about to get up and run out. But at this moment, a magic talisman floated from outside the restaurant and pushed her back to her original position.
"The spell will dissipate automatically in two hours."
Her mother's cold and ruthless voice reached her ears, and tears rolled out of Asuka Kasahara's already blooming eyes like a fountain.