124. Summer festival, watermelon, danger is coming
I have unlimited shikigami 124. Summer festival, watermelon, danger is coming...
The red sun sets in the west, and the sunset shines through the gaps in the pine leaves, making the branches and leaves sparkle as if they are burning.
Fujiwara Izaya rode a Honda Symbol and said goodbye to the two ladies at the door.
"I'm going out to find them two."
"Okay, have fun, you don't have to come back so early."
"Do you need me to bring you something back?"
"Bring a grandson back to me."
"Himeko!"
Amidst Mrs. Hoshimi's angry voice, Fujiwara Izaya left the dojo on his Honda Symphony and headed for Minami Yinzu Town.
August evening.
The heat of summer has no intention of dissipating.
On both sides of the seaside road, there are many pedestrians rushing to the town from nearby villages. Among them, girls in yukata are particularly conspicuous, and many people carry waterproof mats and parasols. There are also signs on the wire poles and walls of houses on the roadside.
A promotional poster for the Summer Festival Temple Fair.
It is reported that the summer festival temple fair lasted only one day in previous years, but this year it lasted for three full days. As a result, the entire Nanyinzu Town was enveloped in an unprecedented lively atmosphere.
Fujiwara Izaya drove his car and passed by the Aonogawa River with its water shining brightly, and his body also shimmered with silver light.
Red wildflowers kept passing by the corner of my eyes, and when I looked closer I realized they were Lycoris. They were blooming along the road, and whenever a vehicle passed by, their petals would sway, like a hostess warmly welcoming tourists.
At five o'clock in the evening, Honda Xiaolang entered the main road of Nanyinzu Town.
This is a seaside town built on the mountain, with sparse buildings, a small bookstore, post office, restaurant... Most of the houses have trees, or persimmon trees or something like that, between them.
The restored ancient temple where the temple fair is held is located on the highest hill in the town. Two kilometers of stone steps extend along the mountainside, with ceremonial lanterns hanging on both sides, leading to the ancient mountain gate on the top of the mountain.
Every summer in Japan, there are thousands of summer festivals.
Large-scale ones, such as the Hachioji Festival or the Sumida River Fireworks Festival, will be visited by millions of people; small-scale ones, such as a street summer festival, will only have a few dozen people.
Fujiwara Izaya never misses the summer festival every summer. Even the town of Kamigakure itself holds the Deep Summer Festival.
Every year in late August, countless monsters gather in Nagano Prefecture to participate in the festival held by the Nagano Mountain God. Many gods will also come to Takamagahara. In addition to the supreme god Amaterasu, the one who impressed Fujiwara Izaya the most was a woman named "
The big radish of "Oshiro God". It is the god of agriculture in the northern part of Honshu Island. It looks... just like the big radish in "Spirited Away and Kamigakure".
It can be seen from this.
That old guy Hayao Miyazaki might know something.
Arriving at the steps of the temple, Fujiwara Izaya parked his car and walked to the meeting point.
There are rows of stalls along the road, selling takoyaki, tamagoyaki, fried noodles, goldfish fishing and shooting stalls. The nearby convenience stores and pubs have also moved their tables to the streets to attract business. Overall, the passenger flow is not very large.
, but against the background of the small venue, there is also a feeling of overcrowding.
In an open space in front of the steps, a group of people were dancing the summer festival dance.
The lead dancer is a priest dressed as a priest, and there are about a dozen young and middle-aged men carrying the shrine. They are all dressed in the same way: wearing a white scarf, wearing a Japanese-style short coat with white cloth and blue patterns, and a tight belt.
, footwear and "happy shoes" in Japanese style.
Fujiwara Izaya bought a bowl of smoothie and watched it while eating.
After a while, a group of girls in gorgeous kimonos appeared. They were all young, about fourteen or fifteen years old. Their faces were all covered with thick white powder, and their eyes were shining as if they had been washed.
In the center of the dancing girls, the girl who leads the group has her eyebrows drawn slightly lower, which is quite cute. There are two round bell-like eyes on her face, and the edges of her eyes are smeared with rouge, giving her a charm that is far beyond her age.
Nan Yin Dou is definitely not a place that can choose so many pretty girls.
Izaya Fujiwara knew with his butt that this was a performance troupe hired from other places with money.
Looking at the dancing and the luxurious costumes, they might be of the highest quality.
Such a small ruined temple in a town of less than 20,000 people has the financial resources to hold such a large-scale temple fair... Fujiwara Izaya had to sigh that Japanese monks are really rich.
After eating the smoothie, I felt a little thirsty.
The two little mikos hadn't arrived yet, so Fujiwara Izaya simply ordered a cup of milk tea from a roadside beverage shop and drank while waiting.
There were several potted camellias placed in front of the beverage shop, and five or six mottled double-petaled camellias hung on the neatly trimmed branches. Fujiwara Izaya was bored, so he exchanged a few words with the boss.
"The camellias are blooming so beautifully."
"Hey, the customer said this," the boss suddenly became interested, "Double and mottled flowers are not good. As for potted plants, they are limited to camellias. Let me show you something better."
With that said, he got into the store and brought out two potted camellia trees.
The two old trees have strong trunks and are full of vitality. There are leaves on the twigs as thick as tachyon, and there are three or two clusters of white flowers blooming at the ends.
"We can't let the flowers always get entangled on the tree, so I pulled them off." The shop owner said with a smile, as if he was very proud of his work. "Although there were many flowers, I only left them appropriately."
With a few flowers, the whole feeling becomes more beautiful.”
Fujiwara Izaya talked with him about his experience in pruning potted plants, and also talked about some of the living habits of the Nanyin people.
While they were talking, the dancing girls left. About half of them landed on the chairs in front of the drink shop, and the rest were wandering along the bunks on both sides. They were all heavily made up and wearing gorgeous clothes. Fujiwara Izaya looked at them
After looking at it for a while, my eyes were dazzled and I couldn't remember whose face it was.
From the accents they spoke when ordering drinks, they were all bumpkin from Kansai.
After the shop owner gave them drinks, he went back to Fujiwara Izaya to chat.
Compared to the young and beautiful girl, he felt that this young man who could chat with him about potted plants was more interesting. After hearing that Fujiwara Izaya was waiting for his two companions, he very generously gave him two cups of milk tea.
"Thank you, uncle." Fujiwara Rin did not refuse.
"Haha, you're welcome." The shop owner smiled heartily and honestly, "I will come here often in the future. Although there is nothing good in Nanyin Dou Town, the scenery and people are very good, and there are also pots of camellias. I like it.
If so, I’ll give you two pots.”
"How can this be done..." Fujiwara Izaya quickly shook his head, "We have a date later, so we can't let two girls each hold a pot of camellias."
"Ha ha."
At this time, several girls nearby finished their cold drinks and ran out in a hurry.
"It's really lively this year, so many out-of-towners have come..." The shop owner looked at the figure of the girl in kimono and said with emotion, "I have lived here all my life, and this is the first time I have seen so many out-of-towners."
Out of professional sensitivity, Fujiwara Izaya asked: "Is there anything special this year?"
"I don't know much about this," the shop owner shook his head. After thinking carefully for a while, he replied uncertainly: "I heard from the monk in the temple that there seemed to be a businessman with a heart who came to buy something. This year in the temple
Only with a huge increase in income can we afford to hold such a large-scale temple fair. It will definitely not be so lively next year, after all, the place is small..."
A businessman from Xinju came to the temple in Nan Yindu to buy things?
What to charge?
Accept a monk?
Fujiwara Izaya felt a little strange and planned to ask the monk when he went up the mountain.
The sky is getting darker.
The summer evening is foggy and foggy, and the sea is calm.
Lanterns on both sides of the street lit up, one after another stretching all the way to the ancient temple on the top of the mountain.
During the boring time of waiting, a mother and daughter walked by the roadside. The five or six-year-old girl was very curious and looked around. There was a roasted corn stall on the roadside. She was probably attracted by the aroma of roasted corn.
The girl ran to the barbecue stall and reached out to grab the corn while screaming.
She was not tall enough and could only touch the edge of the grill.
"Wow!"
The little girl should have been burned to the point of crying.
"Whose kid is this..." When the stall owner ran over to check, he accidentally knocked over the barbecue grill with his foot and smashed it directly on the little girl's head.
"careful!"
"Ah!" a woman shouted and covered her face with her hands.
Many people shouted at the same time.
Fujiwara Izaya heard the sound and just turned around.
A surge of divine power came, holding up the fallen barbecue grill. Three or four people who were stunned with fear came to their senses and hurriedly ran to right the barbecue grill. The little girl hugged her mother, who was pale with fright, tightly.
, burst into tears.
"Lucky, what a lucky!" someone said, "If it were to fall down, it would be disfigured."
The barbecue stall owner apologized to the girl and her mother and asked if they were injured? Do they need to go to the hospital? The mother was stunned for a while before she came to her senses and burst into tears.
In the midst of the commotion, Fujiwara Izaya caught the faint blue light still lingering on the fingertips of a girl. She was the girl who led the dance in the dance performance just now. In her bun was a cluster of camellias given by the cold drink shop owner.
A girl with magical powers...
The small-scale riot quickly subsided.
The girl and her companions continued to play, and Fujiwara Izaya withdrew his gaze and looked above his head.
A flock of birds jumped from the lantern to the wire, making a fuss back and forth.
At first I thought they were sparrows, but after a closer look, I found three zodiac birds mixed in among them.
The three zodiac birds are relatively honest and rarely fly around, unlike sparrows. Their movements also show the difference in their personalities: the zodiac birds are quiet as if they are not moving, while the sparrows are jumping around.
The dance made the lantern sway, it was like the difference between a senior and a junior.
"Senior, senior is mine tonight."
"What do you mean it's yours?"
"Anyway, you are not allowed to follow us!"
"Why?"
"Because you are a defeated dog, a defeated dog must have the consciousness of a defeated dog!"
"cut."
"Asuka is warning you, if you dare to follow me, I will kiss my senior in front of you."
"..." Fujiwara Izaya looked at the birds for a long time and thought: Are the sparrow and Huang Daomei quarreling?
"Ah, senior——"
Asuka Kasahara noticed his figure first and ran towards him with clattering steps.
At this time, she changed into a summer festival yukata.
The base is light red, embellished with white peonies and golden butterflies, and the belt is lively pink. The overall look exudes a retro and playful atmosphere.
Fujiwara Izaya stepped forward and said, "Milk tea for you."
"Hehe~" Kasahara Asuka held the milk tea in her hands, but did not drink it, but looked at her senior.
He is also wearing a kimono, with a white background and dark blue vertical stripes. The pattern is a bit monotonous, but the size is just right. Coupled with a navy blue belt, it makes people feel very elegant and handsome, and he is a standard handsome man.
"ah!"
Kasahara Asuka shouted excitedly.
Then, she opened her hands and her body naturally fell forward.
"..." Fujiwara Izaya caught her naturally.
A sweet citrus fragrance rushed into the nose, and something soft pressed up against it. The touch was wonderful.
"Senior, please leave me alone tonight, okay?"
"ha?"
"She is heartbroken, let her be alone tonight."
"..."
"That's it!"
Can we call it lovelorn if we haven't started falling in love yet... Izaya Fujiwara put his arms around the slender waist of his schoolmate.
"Who are you saying is lovelorn——"
A terrifying sound sounded like a volcano about to erupt.
Oops!
Senior sister is watching!
Fujiwara Izaya suddenly let go of his hand and handed over another cup of milk tea.
"No!" Hoshi saw Rinzi folding her arms and looking at him with cold eyes.
Kasahara Asuka was behind the two of them, happily drinking sweet milk tea, looking like it had nothing to do with her.
"Senpai is late!" Fujiwara Izaya said with a smile, his eyes never leaving Hoshimi Rinko's eyes.
"..." Hoshimi Rinko turned away and peered sideways at his movements. She pretended to be calm, but her cheeks turned crimson due to anticipation and nervousness, and her toes moved uneasily back and forth in circles on the ground, "I'm only a few minutes late! I
It's just because you have to change into a yukata, so you waste a little time, isn't it?"
At this time, she was wearing a cool blue yukata. White and dark blue flowers extended from the chest to the skirt, and she was paired with a white belt.
The white belt itself is not unusual, perhaps because of her temperament, it looks very refreshing. Moreover, in this outfit, the small breasts are not so obvious.
"You look very cool, you look so well dressed!" Fujiwara Izaya praised sincerely.
Moments before the volcano erupted, Hoshimi Rinko's anger was somewhat relieved.
"Forget it, I won't argue with you." Hoshimi Rinko took out the red hair tie from the small bag in her hand, put it on her mouth, pushed her hair back with both hands, turned it around, and quickly tied it into a ponytail.
She was naturally beautiful and refined. After tying up her hair, her slender neck looked snow-white and gorgeous. Her ears hidden under her hair were exposed, and the skin behind her ears was covered with beautiful fine hairs.
After completing this ceremony, Hoshimi Rinko looked satisfied and relaxed. She pretended to be calm, suppressed the smile that rose at the corner of her mouth, and said softly to Fujiwara Izaya: "It's been a year, and I still have this hair tie."
"It is particularly suitable for senior sister." Fujiwara Izaya said with a smile.
"Huh?" Asuka Kasahara's ears twitched.
This woman was showing off that she had known her senior for a long time... The little devil was not happy on the spot. He took a big step forward, took Fujiwara Izaya's hand, and then put his right ear slightly close to Fujiwara Izaya's left ear, and smiled.
With an innocent face: "Senior, help me take a photo with my seniors."
"..." Hoshimi Rinko's eyes were slightly cold.
On the earlobes of these two people, couple earrings in the shape of cat heads were rendered slightly red by the light.
Seeing that the two were about to fight, Fujiwara Izaya quickly stepped forward, "Well, since we are all here, let's go for a walk, and then go up the mountain together..."
The two girls snorted at the same time.
On the road in front of the steps, in addition to the common stalls on both sides, there are also many local specialties that are only found in the countryside. In addition to some ordinary mushrooms, wild vegetables, and pickles, there are also some unknown dried snakes, medicinal materials, and even bears.
There are two pairs of palms... It is probably illegal to sell this thing.
The two eldest ladies wearing wooden clogs lingered in front of these souvenir stalls with curiosity.
For them living in Tokyo, monsters and ghosts are less rare than a snake with no known purpose.
Asuka Kasahara was holding her mobile phone and taking pictures of several glass wine jars filled with unknown things; Rinko Hoshimi next to her was staring at the sunflowers on the stall.
Fujiwara Izaya walked over: "Is there anything you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."
“Takoyaki!”
"Candy Apple!"
"No candy apples!"
“No takoyaki!”
"...Don't argue, buy both!"
Hoshimi Rinko shrugged and looked back at the sunflowers.
The petals are like the trimmings of a round crown, and the flower cores are full in clusters. There is no competing colors, but neat and quiet, filled with orderly, steady and generous power. The flowers around the flower core disc are neat and quiet.
The petals are yellow and look like the hem of a woman's skirt.
After a while, Fujiwara Izaya came back with two portions of apple candy and takoyaki.
Hoshimi Rinko asked strangely: "Don't you want to eat?"
Before Fujiwara Izaya could answer, Kasahara Asuka spoke first: "Senpai is so stupid, of course senior and Asuka eat the same portion!" After that, she provoked Hoshimi with the smile of "a loser is a loser after all"
Rinko.
"Really?" The senior smiled gracefully.
"I was full from the smoothie just now!" Fujiwara Izaya swore to the monk on the mountain.
The coldness in Hoshimi Rinko's eyes subsided a little, and the three of them continued to shuttle in front of the stalls on both sides.
Under the night, the outlines of tourists are reflected in the light of lanterns. There is a dazzling array of products. In addition to common food, there are also stalls run by the temple, selling wooden fish, evil arrows, amulets and other things. In the starlight and bonfire light, you can see the people you know.
They exchanged greetings, but people would subconsciously avoid the places where the three of them passed by.
The two little witches reveal a noble temperament inadvertently when they smile and frown. Coupled with their beautiful appearance that is incompatible with this remote town, they are born with a sense of class like ordinary people.
As for Fujiwara Izaya.
As a mountain god, he feels very friendly to others. No one dares to approach him, mainly because the aura of the two eldest ladies is too strong.
Among the crowd, those girls from Kyoto were also shopping in groups. The lights of the vendors illuminated their faces. Some had their mouths full of food, and some had balloons or toys in their hands. They looked all
Overflowing with warmth.
"Senior!" Kasahara Asuka tugged on Fujiwara Izaya's sleeve.
"Huh?" Fujiwara Izaya asked absentmindedly, his eyes still tracking the girl who was leading the dance just now, with a camellia in her hair.
Kasahara Asuka puffed her cheeks angrily: "Why are you looking at other women?"
"Well……"
"Look at me, look at me -"
In a youthful, lively, and resentful voice, Fujiwara Izaya smiled sincerely: "Okay, okay, junior sister, can you please release your feet?"
Asuka Kasahara snorted "You can do it yourself" before lifting up the clogs on his feet.
"Senpai." Fujiwara Izaya turned his head to look at Rinko Hoshimi again.
Seeing Rinzi lowering her head and taking a bite of the apple, Hoshi slowly moved her feet away.
"I think there's something weird about them!" Fujiwara Izaya said as if to prove his innocence.
"Senior is really bad." Kasahara Asuka criticized.
"You have misunderstood!" Fujiwara Izaya looked away from the camellias in the distance without leaving any trace.
Asuka Kasahara held the takoyaki in her hand: "Pervert, dirty!"
With that said, she handed over the leftover takoyaki in her hand and motioned to her senior to eat it all.
"They are not as good-looking as you and senior, why should I care about them, right?" Fujiwara Izaya continued to explain.
The two eldest ladies did not listen to his explanation, and their clogs clicked loudly on the stone pavement. Fujiwara Izaya ate the takoyaki with a stick behind him. Maybe he felt depressed. The taste of the takoyaki was average, not as good as the others.
Delicious food in Tokyo.
A large number of people squeezed into the not-so-wide venue, and compared to the usual cozy town, the place is now as lively as a Shibuya intersection. There are many vendors, and the smell of barbecue and desserts flows through the dusk and dusk.
The sound of people, the sound of barbecue and the noise are non-stop.
"Next, I want to eat marshmallows!"
"...You should finish the fried noodles and tempura first."
"Senior, look there are masks here! g, which one is better? Which one do you think is better?"
“…we have masks!”
"senior!"
"G, don't kick people with clogs!"
"You are not allowed to walk with senior sister."
"You are running too fast, senior sister and I can't keep up!"
"Hurry up, let's go fish for goldfish -"
"Don't run around!"
Kasahara Asuka's mood was particularly high tonight.
Probably because the training camp that lasted for half a month made her bored, she is now so excited that she is even happier than the elementary school students passing by. She wants to eat this, play with that, and want that...
Hoshi was a little stunned when he saw Rinzi.
Even as a talented miko, there was no way she could do such a gesture.
"Senior, marshmallows!" Asuka Kasahara's eyes sparkled, she took Fujiwara Izaya's arm and ran to the booth selling marshmallows, "Please bring two, a big one!"
Fujiwara Izaya paid 1000 shakes
The machine for making marshmallows was humming, and the sweet aroma came out. The boss used bamboo skewers to slowly collect the fluffy white sugar threads in the machine, and a three-color marshmallow gradually took shape.
"Ouch!" Asuka Kasahara was so excited that her eyes shone brightly, and her face was full of exclamation, "So that's how it was done." But after getting the marshmallow and taking a bite, she pushed it to Fujiwara Izaya with disgust on her face, "Too
It’s too sweet and not delicious!”
Fujiwara Izaya held the two largest marshmallows and walked towards Hoshimi Rinko, making several children cry along the way.
"Senior, give it!"
Hoshimi Rinko looked at the marshmallows in his hand that were missing and intact.
After thinking for a moment, she moved her lips forward and took a small bite on the intact marshmallow. After tasting it for a while, she frowned and said, "It's too sweet, you can eat it."
In this way, Fujiwara Izaya had two marshmallows, but he didn't want to eat them at all.
"Senior, hurry up--"
Asuka Kasahara ran in front, her light red yukata swaying slightly.
Her beautiful orange hair, which reaches her waist, is gently swaying like waves in the wind.
"g!"
Then, the girl turned back and blinked her big, clear eyes.
Fujiwara Izaya looked towards her. It was a fruit stall. On the small board in front of the stall was a couple's challenge: as long as you eat a watermelon within two minutes, you can get a free meal and 10,000 medical benzene.
Zhen
There happened to be a few young couples taking on the challenge.
In almost all couple combinations, the male is eating like crazy, while the female just focuses on participating.
"Senior~~"
Amid the sweet aroma of the chicken cake, Asuka Kasahara smiled.
"Boss, sign up!" Fujiwara Izaya could only agree to her.
According to his understanding of the junior girl, if he refuses, the junior girl will definitely flick her clogs, sit on the ground and roll around.
The previous group passed quickly, and no couple succeeded in the challenge. The store owner took back all the watermelon money with a smile, and asked the challengers to pack up the leftover watermelons and take them home.
When it comes to Fujiwara Izaya's group, there are three teams of couples challenging it.
The watermelons have been cut, each weighing about 3 kilograms, and a large plate is displayed in front of you.
"Timer, three, two, one...start!" Amid the signal from the shop owner and the cheers from the audience, Asuka Kasahara held a piece of watermelon in both hands, like a hamster chewing corn on the cob. Each bite was not big, but the frequency was very fast.
.
And Fujiwara Izaya...
He moved his left hand one piece at a time and his right hand one at a time. He didn't have the consciousness to maintain the image. He just stamped his teeth on the edge of the melon flesh and plowed from top to bottom.
"Shua——"
The cheeks were stretched as if two baseballs had been stuffed into them, and juice overflowed from the corners of the mouth.
I chewed it twice casually, swallowed it with a gulp, and then took another bite to plow clean the other piece of watermelon. I finished two pieces in less than five seconds.
"Wow..."
The onlookers made a fuss, probably because they didn't expect that this handsome and gentle boy could eat in such a wild way.
Shop owner: "..."
This was all in vain.
In less than half a minute, Fujiwara Izaya had eaten half of the watermelon.
A man next door squirted while eating. His girlfriend patted him on the back and shouted: "Come on Nagadao, you can't help but see how I deal with you tonight!" The onlookers laughed.
Lean forward and back together.
Amid the laughter, Hoshimi Rinko's eyes lit up slightly.
Just after one minute, Fujiwara Izaya finished eating three-quarters of the watermelon, and the rest went into Kasahara Asuka's belly.
The shop owner smiled very "happily".
"Congratulations to the first couple who succeeded in the challenge, let us congratulate them..."
"Hiccup~" Fujiwara Izaya burped, washed his hands, wiped the watermelon juice on his chin and neck with a handkerchief, and then received 10,000 Yemu Benzhen from the shop owner.
The man named Nagashima failed to finish his meal in the end, and walked to the shooting stand on the side amidst his girlfriend’s scolding sounds.
"Okay, the next round of competition is about to begin..." The store owner regained his energy, "Has anyone signed up?"
Two more groups of lovers walked up before and after.
Hoshimi Rinko walked forward with elegant steps, like an orchid in the dark.
"...Uh," the store owner was shocked by her temperament for a few seconds, and then explained: "This is a couple's activity, you are alone..."
Hoshimi Rinko's gaze swept across Fujiwara Izaya.
"..." Fujiwara Izaya took a step forward bravely.
"Senior!" Asuka Kasahara held his arm firmly.
The onlookers' eyes instantly focused on these three people.
"This is the Shura Field!" someone shouted in a tone that heated up the atmosphere.
Fujiwara Izaya glared at the man who looked single, but when Hoshi saw Rinko, he smiled slightly: "It seems that Fujiwara-san's popularity with the public is quite bad."
"That's their prejudice!" Fujiwara Izaya defended, and then whispered to the school girl: "If you have anything to do, go home and say it behind closed doors. There are so many people watching, don't be embarrassed..."
Kasahara Asuka reluctantly let go of her hand.
"I'll sign up with her!" Fujiwara Izaya stood in front of the stage again.
"Shh~"
The onlookers burst into boos.
Look, scumbags will be scorned wherever they go.
"Timer, three, two..." The shop owner's voice seemed weak.
Fujiwara Izaya's way of eating is still the same as the first time.
As for Hoshimi Rinko, she held a large piece of sucking monster, took a small bite, and chewed gracefully: "Hmm~~ It's so sweet."
From the looks of it, there is no desire to win or lose at all. He is here purely to enjoy the atmosphere. He is a pure pig to his teammates.
Fujiwara Izaya ate half of the watermelon, and her stomach was a little blocked. She hadn't eaten half of the piece yet. Her small waist, which was tied up with a white belt, was full and she didn't see any bulge at all.
"Senior sister..."
"Huh?" Rinko Hoshimi looked sideways at him.
"How about forget it." Fujiwara Izaya covered his belly.
Hoshimi Rinko said nothing, but took a small bite of watermelon on her small lips and chewed it gracefully.
After staying with her for a long time, Fujiwara Izaya naturally understood what she meant: You ate the whole thing with Asuka, but you just ate half of it with me?
It can be seen from this.
When you are a scumbag, never participate in couple activities together.
Fujiwara Izaya had no choice but to pick up the watermelon again and stuff it into his mouth.
Fortunately, his physique is far superior to humans after all. Even if he is already very strong, he can still stuff a lot of stuff down, and he successfully gets another 10,000 Yemu Benzhen.
Under the tearful gaze of the store owner, the three of them went to the shooting booth next door.
The couple who were eating watermelon just now were also playing. They asked the man from Nagashima to hold the air gun, aim his left eye at the top box, and pull the trigger.
"Bang--"
The box moved slightly.
"Come on, we're almost there!" his girlfriend encouraged him.
"Why don't you give up..." Nagadao said distressedly, "I've already fired thirty shots. If I have the money, why don't I just buy..."
"You've wasted so much money. If you don't make it back, you'll lose a lot!" the girlfriend shouted sternly.
"Okay, okay, come again 10 times."
Um.
Businessmen like this kind of people.
"Senior, we want the top one!" Asuka Kasahara pointed excitedly to a beautifully wrapped gift box on the shelf.
"It's not that easy to win..." Fujiwara Izaya advised, "Listen carefully, merchants putting the best prizes in conspicuous places is a trap in itself. Things that seem to be beneficial to you at first glance are definitely the inside story.
It’s not simple. It’s common sense.”
When the owner of the shooting booth heard this, he glared at Fujiwara Izaya.
The man named Nagashima kept nodding.
"Boss, come here ten times!" Asuka Kasahara refused to listen and bought 10 rounds at once.
200 shakes each time
The boss smiled happily and handed her a toy gun.
"...How to play this?" Kasahara Asuka looked sideways at Fujiwara Izaya, and raised the corners of her mouth slyly.
Fujiwara Izaya took the toy gun from her hand, cocked the bullet, and inserted the cork bullet into the muzzle of the gun.
"Just pull the trigger."
"Okay, I'm going to win the jackpot!"
"Listen, don't expect to win the big prize when playing this kind of game. Even if you do, the prize will be too heavy to fall. I advise you to aim for the lighter prizes in the front row -"
"Bang--"
"Ah, I missed it." Asuka Kasahara looked annoyed.
"Listen to me!" Fujiwara Izaya hit her on the head.
Kasahara Asuka worked hard, narrowed her eyes to a slit, and fired continuously.
However, the result was still the same. Not a single shot hit the box she wanted, and she was so angry that she stamped her feet repeatedly.
"I'm so angry!"
"I'm just saying, there's no point aiming for the big prize."
"again!"
"Just give up."
"No! Asuka wants that!"
At this time, the couple next to them finished their fortieth shot.
The boyfriend who called Nagashima rubbed his head in embarrassment: "There's something wrong with this gun, it's completely inaccurate."
"You just don't care about me, that's why you miss me!"
"How could it be..."
"Why are you so good at playing games and shooting guns?"
"...Well, there is a big difference between the game and the game!"
"I think you have someone outside! Tell me, is it the woman named Chiyo? I saw you having dinner with her last week!"
"...That's my cousin!"
"How many cousins do you have-"
Seeing that a fight was about to start next door, Fujiwara Izaya hurriedly bent down to pick up a small stone and said to Kasahara Asuka: "Give me the gun."
"That!" Kasahara Asuka still pointed to the exquisite gift box at the top.
"good!"
Fujiwara Izaya weighed the air gun in his hand and found that it still had some texture.
Walk to the shooting target and raise your gun to aim.
Kasahara Asuka snorted and slipped through his arm.
"...What are you doing?"
"Asuka has to do it herself."
"...Okay." Fujiwara Izaya could only let go.
"No, senior, you can't leave." Asuka Kasahara put her hand on the trigger, "Hold Asuka and help her pull the trigger."
"..."
"Oh, that's right." Then, Asuka Kasahara seemed to remember someone else, and blushed and looked at Rinko Hoshimi, "Senior will not be jealous, right? After all, senior is a scumbag, and senior will definitely look down on him.
Yes, right?"
Little bitch... Hoshimi Rinko looked away with a cold face.
If she were asked to do such a thing in public, she would definitely not be able to do it, so she could only scold this couple and get sulky at the same time.
Fujiwara Izaya bent down, smelled the fragrance of his schoolgirl's hair, and put a hand on the back of her hand that was holding the trigger.
"Hey..." Asuka Kasahara put her face close to his ear, "Senior."
"how?"
"If you can get that prize..."
"Don't talk to me now."
"Asuka will come to your room tonight."
"Bang--"
The cork drew a perfect arc, with the box tied with a ribbon in the middle, but the box only shook twice and did not fall. Then a stone hit it, and it fell off the shelf with a bang.
"yeah!"
Asuka Kasahara jumped up and down and cheered loudly.
I don’t know whether she was happy to get the prize or happy to go to the senior’s room tonight.
How could such a heavy watermelon be knocked off... The stall owner was a little confused, but he didn't lie. He hugged the box and gave it to Fujiwara Izaya: "Young man, good luck, this watermelon is yours."
"?"
When Fujiwara Izaya opened it, his face instantly turned greener than the rind of a watermelon.
"Fujiwara-san," Rinko Hoshimi covered her lips and said with a chuckle, "Eat, we'll wait for you."
"Uncle, can you help us cut it?" Kasahara Asuka also joined the team that persecuted the seniors.
"You guys..." Fujiwara Izaya felt nauseated when he saw watermelon, let alone eating such a big one again.
"I'll help you cut it."
The stall owner happily picked up the knife and started to cut the watermelon.
This big watermelon costs at least 5,000 to 6,000 yuan. However, these three children only bought 10 rounds of ammunition, which is a loss of 2,000 yuan. The stall owner was in a very good mood, firstly because these three people were so good-looking.
It attracted a lot of people to watch them. Secondly, the quarreling couple next door contributed 8,000 karma, which is not a loss no matter how you look at it.
The watermelon was cut up and brought to the table. Fujiwara Izaya felt like vomiting after eating it, so the two eldest ladies let him go and distributed the watermelon to the children around him.
Keep going.
Asuka Kasahara, who is very playful, poked a yellow calamus from the hand of a passerby girl with 10,000 yuan.
"Senior, don't you think it's so beautiful?" She raised her mouth and blew into the straw.
The bubbles reflecting the light of the lanterns flew up into the night sky. The children passing by with their parents cheered when they saw the bubbles. The schoolgirls who were a little childish became even happier, and the bubbles of different sizes seemed to float.
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"It seems that this is the mentality that summer festivals should have." Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but smile.
Rinko Hoshimi looked at the lively and lovely Asuka Kasahara, and after a while, she said "hmm" slightly.
Asuka Kasahara suddenly came over and blew bubbles into her face.
"Wow, don't make trouble!" Rinko Hoshimi ran away in a hurry, but Asuka Kasahara chased after her and kept blowing bubbles on her body.
"Don't run too far, we have to go up the mountain to meet the abbot!" Fujiwara Izaya shouted, slowly following behind the two girls.
Summer Night Festival.
The dense atmosphere of summer dissolves in the air.
The nose is filled with the aroma of soy sauce, the shouts of stalls greeting customers, and the chirping of cicadas in the distance. Everyone is smiling, children are running past, and the hoarse shouts of adults are heard behind them.
Under the bright light of the lantern, Fujiwara Izaya paused.
Frowning slightly, he raised his hand and wiped his cheek. There was scarlet viscous liquid on his finger. This was... blood!
Something happened!
His face instantly darkened.
Fujiwara Izaya turned around and looked into the crowd.
Under the lanterns that filled the sky, all the ears heard were noisy noises; the eyes saw everyone talking and laughing loudly, exchanging happy looks with each other.
The lively summer festival did not seem to be affected at all.
At the other end of the line of sight, several bodyguard-like figures were mixed in the crowd, seeming to be alert and searching for something.