The light-colored moon hangs on the sea, just thin enough for the witch to hang up the rope and swing.
Mrs. Hoshimi, who was wearing a silk nightgown, leaned against the pillars, listening to the sound of the waves of the sea and the chirping of summer insects in the courtyard. Mrs. Kasahara next to her was resting on her legs, looking at the still moon in boredom.
"You are so lazy." Mrs. Hoshimi scolded.
"At the beginning of the month of Kanna, the weather is unstable, as if the fallen leaves are fluttering in the wind." Mrs. Kasahara elegantly combed her hair with her fingers, peered through the sparse windbreaks, and said: "Looking forward to people."
Calling me a journey coincides with the early autumn showers.
That lazy and pleasant posture is just like the beautiful and noble queen in ancient times who just took a bath.
"Why do you love singing poetry like a schoolgirl again?" Mrs. Hoshimi mocked her.
"My daughter is on a date with her lover," Mrs. Kasahara put her hand on her still delicate face and said sadly, "My mother has a young and delicate body but no one to appreciate it. Can you not feel sad?"
"Let me see." Mrs. Hoshimi reached out to pull her collar.
"Don't you have one too?" Mrs. Kasahara rolled her eyes at her.
Mrs. Hoshimi put her hand on her collar: "Mine is not young and delicate."
"Because my hands and feet are very delicate, I think Yako's body must also be delicate." Mrs. Kasahara said firmly.
"No!" Mrs. Hoshimi quietly moved her hand away.
Just when Mrs. Kasahara wanted to verify it herself, there was the sound of the door opening and the footsteps of three children at the door of the dojo.
After a while, the smiling face of the little daughter appeared in front of me. She looked very happy, and the way she walked was not ladylike at all. Every three steps she took, her legs would jump off the ground. Her eyelashes flickered, and her lips had clear lines.
Endearingly innocent.
"Xiangxiang, come over to mom." Mrs. Kasahara shouted.
"Mom—" Asuka Kasahara ran up the corridor with cheerful steps, squatted next to her mother, and said, "Asuka is so awesome today..."
Then, she talked about what happened tonight. The main focus of the description was on how many people she saved and how she used her power to fight against the fox demon.
The girl was chattering non-stop. She had some dirty clothes and a pretty face. She was really cute at this time. Mrs. Kasahara had gentle eyes. When her little daughter said she was tired, she looked at Rinko Hoshimi:
"Is what Asuka said true?"
"It's basically false." Hoshimi Rinko replied, "Saving people means not caring about the safety of ordinary people and caring about whether you are having fun. Showing your power means using spells to deal with one's own people.
It will make the fox demon laugh to death."
"This is so inappropriate!" Mrs. Hoshimi said.
Mrs. Kasahara stared at her little daughter from the front with serious eyes.
"...It was just a little accident!" Kasahara Asuka concealed her embarrassment, withdrew her left hand from the railing, hugged her mother's neck, then put her face against it, nuzzling her like a puppy, "Well,
Asuka is really, really awesome tonight, mom, please don’t teach me a lesson!”
The beautiful mother and daughter posted flowers, Fujiwara Izaya looked at them with an aunty smile on her face.
"How old is Xiangxiang this year?" Mrs. Kasahara's expression said,
It's a bit pampering and helpless.
"16."
"Not so young anymore."
"Um……"
"Fujiwara-kun," Mrs. Kasahara looked at Fujiwara Izaya, "Please double the training in the next step, and the ideological education must not be left behind. Please be sure to make Xiangxiang realize her mistakes."
"Mom!" Kasahara Asuka raised her head violently, like a child sleeping soundly on her mother's lap suddenly startled when a train collided with her. She couldn't help but argue: "What, you can't..." However, the words came to her.
Fujiwara Izaya hit his mouth again and swallowed it.
"I will." Fujiwara Izaya took back the hand that hit Kasahara Asuka on the back of the head.
Not to be outdone, Mrs. Hoshimi said: "Rinko, please ask Fujiwara-kun to be more attentive."
"...?" Xingjian Rinzi was a little confused.
I am so smart, I am undoubtedly the number one genius, so why do I need this scumbag to care?
Looking at the mother and daughter who were not thinking about the same thing at all, Mrs. Kasahara's smile suddenly had a different meaning. She lowered her head and whispered a few words in her daughter's ear, and then, a naughty smile appeared on the corner of her daughter's mouth.
.
"Miko."
"Um?"
"Let's go take a look at the repairs to the ancient temple."
"What?" Mrs. Hoshimi looked confused, "Didn't you say that we were on vacation and didn't care about these things?"
"As the chairman, how can you only care about your own happiness!" Mrs. Kasahara said with a serious face as she stood up, "Hurry up and pack your clothes, we have to stay in the temple for one night."
"Why do you think it's all the same..." Mrs. Hoshimi was a little bit dumbfounded, but she didn't go against the grain on this matter.
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
After the two ladies left, the moonlight became dimmer.
Dark clouds billowed in the sky, like rain clouds from thunderstorms, and the sea breeze blowing in made it much more humid.
After taking a shower, Hoshimi Rinko walked out in a light blue nightgown. She walked across the floor with her delicate bare feet and came to the corridor. Fujiwara Izaya leaned against the pillar and looked at the looming crescent moon above his head.
"Aren't you going to sleep yet?" Hoshimi Rinko sat down next to him.
She has a small waist and stretches her legs after sitting down. Her fair and pink calves are extremely smooth.
"Ah, I'm thinking about something."
"The woman in the rubber coat?"
"Hmm... that's right, I don't know if you can see it," Fujiwara Izaya raised his head and smiled, the moonlit sky above was neatly cut by the eaves, "I must have felt that there were two women playing
What kind of conspiracy is it against me..."
Hoshijian Rinzi was silent for a moment, with her hands on the wooden floor of the corridor. After a long time, she finally said: "Actually, you are just such a scumbag, otherwise you wouldn't have so many troubles." Her voice was calm and magnanimous, just like hers at this moment.
The crescent moon you look up at is as ethereal and flawless.
"I know." Fujiwara Izaya looked at the night sky and saw the moon dimly hidden in a dark cloud. "The same is true for senior. I often think about it, if I can see senior every day in the future.
How wonderful it would be.”
The quiet night and the calm voice were not as loud as imagined, but there was a feeling of mutual understanding.
Is this a confession... Rinko Hoshimi laughed.
She rarely smiled so beautifully, like a beautiful and elegant narcissus.
"The choice now is mine." Rinko Hoshimi said, with an expression as if her heart was filled with some secret joy.
"You are so smart, you must have guessed that my affairs are very troublesome..." Fujiwara Izaya smiled and tilted his head to look at her, "Emotional matters are still trivial. The most important thing is that I am not sure I can stay.
how long."
"It's sophistry."
"Haha, yes, that's a quibble."
"It's a pity that I couldn't see the fireworks," Rinko Hoshimi lowered her head and smiled for a while, "otherwise we could have relived last year's scene."
"Last year?" Fujiwara Izaya thought for a moment and said, "Last year's senior was just a flat-chested and sharp-tongued young lady, not attractive at all."
"What now?"
"It's the same now. I haven't grown up yet."
When Xing saw Linzi raising his foot, he kicked him down angrily.
"You're right, why are you kicking someone!" Fujiwara Izaya complained, got up and patted the dirt on his body.
"Boom——"
A bolt of thunder exploded overhead, and the electric lights on the eaves flashed.
"Why didn't I kill you?" Hoshimi Rinko said regretfully, as if blocking the thunder and lightning, the long fingers spread out were slender and beautiful. Fujiwara Izaya saw the moment the lightning shined, the shadow of the fingers reflected on her face, her face
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Thunder can't kill me." Fujiwara Izaya said, strolling in the courtyard with his hands behind his back.
Hoshimi Rinko jumped down and followed him.
It will rain soon, and the fragrance of earth and vegetation comes to your nostrils.
"Why are you walking around so late at night?" she asked.
"Don't I like beautiful pine trees?" Fujiwara Izaya said, looking around. The pine trees in the courtyard were neatly trimmed, and their trunks were almost as thick and straight.
"These pine trees are all artificially trimmed." Rinko Hoshimi said.
"oh?"
"In comparison, I still like the virgin forest. This dojo, in short, is like making cut flowers..."
"Senior," Fujiwara Izaya asked funnyly, "do you like mountains and forests?"
"Yeah." Hoshimi Rinko nodded, "I like it."
Fujiwara Izaya laughed: "Then you already like half of me."
"?" Hoshijian Rinzi tilted her head slightly to look at him.
This confused look was the second most beautiful expression Fujiwara Izaya had ever seen, the first being that of Olaf.
"You will know in the future," Fujiwara Izaya said, "When I leave, I won't hide anything from you until then."
Thunder sounded again from afar, and under the moist black moonlit night, the courtyard suddenly became dark.
"It's going to rain." Fujiwara Izaya said.
The moment the words fell, the rain passed through the leaves at the end of the pine tree, and large water droplets fell down.
"It's all your fault, I just took a shower..." Hoshimi Rinko said with a smile with her bright and clear eyes, "But then I thought about it, on this summer night with thunderstorms, two people walking in the pine forest, it's so brutal
It’s so pleasant!”
"Senior, please hide here." As he said that, Fujiwara Izaya opened his arms and arched his back slightly.
Hoshimi Rinko got under his chest.
Fujiwara Izaya's broad chest almost covered her entire body.
"Senior, please curl up."
"Isn't this enough?"
"I haven't posted it yet."
"You are taking advantage of me."
"yes."
"...Scoundrel!"
Rinko Hoshimi, who was still wearing pajamas and going barefoot, bit her lower lip angrily.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there were terrible thunder and lightning, and from time to time there was a loud noise like the sky was shattering.
"Fujiwara," Hoshi saw Rinzi shrinking into a ball and said uneasily, "Thunder seems to be coming."
"Maybe it will hit us. But it won't hit our heads." Fujiwara Izaya said, covering her body more tightly.
In the falling rain, Hoshimi Rinzi felt the residual warmth on her skin, and her childlike and pure heart was tumbling. Somehow, she was so ashamed that she couldn't even straighten her knees.
The raindrops beat on the ends of the pine trees, making a rustling sound. Every time lightning strikes, the pine trees around the two people will be illuminated. At this time, Fujiwara Izaya, who lowers his head, will see the exquisite collarbone exposed under the collar of his senior sister.
besides.
She had just taken a shower and she seemed to be wearing nothing underneath.
Although it is not big, it has a beautiful shape and looks very beautiful when it hangs quietly on the heart.
"Anyway, I have seen through you. There is not a word of truth in your mouth. I will never believe you in the future. By the way, you said you like to watch Yukio Mishima. Isn't that also a lie?
"It must be fake. For a perverted person like you, you should look at Junichi Watanabe..." Hoshimi Rinko mumbled a lot of words. She wanted to say something to comfort herself...but she couldn't hold it back.
Because of my shy heart, my voice became smaller and smaller.
"I watched Junichi Watanabe." Fujiwara Izaya resisted the urge to hold her body in his arms and let the rain hit his back, "Oh, by the way, the heroine in "Paradise Lost" is also named Rinko.
.It’s a pity that the senior is just a girl. If she were a cheating young woman like Rinko in Watanabe Jun’s painting, she would be... alas——"
Hoshimi Rinko stepped on his instep hard.
"You're so annoying," she pressed her two soft cherry-colored lips together, revealing two dimples on her cheeks. After sulking for a while, she looked up and saw a rippling smile on her energetic face, "Go back.
, take a shower and change clothes, let’s have a good chat tonight!”
"Okay." Fujiwara Izaya protected her and walked into the courtyard.
Thunder passed overhead.
Even though it was summer, I could still feel the chill in this shower, but Fujiwara Izaya's body temperature still spread from the backs that occasionally touched each other, and penetrated deeply into Hoshimi Rinko's heart.
This was an indescribable warmth. Hoshimi Rinko felt very comfortable, so she decided to go to her junior's room tonight and have a romantic relationship with him, making him completely obsessed with her, and then developing it to the point where it was difficult to control himself.
.
Back in the house, the two separated in the corridor.
Fujiwara Izaya came to the door, ready to take clothes to take a shower.
Open the door.
Blinked.
Sweep the door shut.
"Do I miss my aunt too much..."
He touched his head, rubbed his eyes, and then opened the door to take a look.
The white round table reflects the lights on the ceiling. A slender lady's cigarette is burning in the glass ashtray on the table. The filter tip is stained with lipstick. Xia Xili is stretching her long legs and taking off her black stockings.
Come down.
Next to her is Kasahara Fuka-Eri, who is tall and has slender legs.
The black suit is paired with a tight miniskirt, high heels, and the bust and hips are fuller and more prominent than normal.
"You guys..." Fujiwara Izaya opened his mouth, feeling a little thirsty.
"Come in." Xia Xili hooked her fingers at him.
"Why are you here..." Fujiwara Izaya walked into the house and closed the sliding door.
"Come and see my playful little man." Xia Xili replied with a smile. On the table in front of her, there was a bouquet of August flowers wrapped in newspapers, including chrysanthemums and roses.
The newspaper was soaked by the rain, and the petals on the paper looked even brighter.
Fujiwara Izaya tiptoed over and leaned against the window sill with a careful smile: "It's raining heavily outside, why don't you just ask me to pick you up."
"Why are you so far away?" Xia Xili took off the stockings on one leg, but left the other leg on.
Fujiwara Izaya, who was ready to escape through the window at any moment, replied calmly: "It's raining."
"I was here just now watching you and your senior sister talking about love in the rain." Xia Xili stepped on one stocking and dragged the other stocking as she walked over, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him to the tatami, "
Be obedient and take off your clothes for me!"
"What?"
"It's wet, take it off quickly."
"...You can't touch me." Fujiwara Izaya warned before reluctantly taking off his shirt.
Sitting beside him, Kasahara Fuka-Eri, who had been silent all this time, glanced at his strong chest and toned abdomen, and turned her face to the other side.
Xia Xili bent over, kneeling on her hands and knees, twisting her waist and sticking out her butt. With a terrifying smile on her face, she crawled towards Fujiwara Izaya little by little.
"Let me think about how to punish your careless behavior... How about this, play a little game with me, and I won't bother you tonight..."
Hey hey!
Two women and one man, on a thunderstorm night, with dim lights, the devil sister twists her sexy body and crawls to the middle of her thighs...
Hold on!
"What kind of little game are you playing..." Fujiwara Izaya forcibly calmed down and kept adjusting his increasingly rapid breathing. But without giving him time to prepare, Xia Xili's body with a rich fragrance rushed forward...
"Hello!"
"Don't scream!"
"You're holding me down..."
"Your school girl is next door, do you want her to hear the noise?"
"..." Fujiwara Izaya shut up instantly.
The sexy and seductive Xia Xili lay on top of him coquettishly, her fingers gently touching his shoulder blades.
"I said, what are you playing?" Fujiwara Izaya looked highly nervous, but deep in his eyes, there was a little bit of anticipation for excitement.
"Of course it's a patience game!" Xia Xili narrowed her eyes slightly, showing a scary squinted smile, and at the same time put a hand into his pants, "I am busy outside, but you lead two pairs of mothers and daughters to be happy and relaxed...
…Tell me, is this behavior right?”
It's not possible to have cold little hands... Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but shiver.
"Yes, yes." He quickly admitted.
very scary!
Police sister, there is a idiot here... Fujiwara Izaya looked at Kasahara Fuka-Eri as if begging for mercy.
I'm just an idiot... Kasahara Fuka-Eri's cheeks were a little red, but she still didn't look here. Instead, she was staring at the rain outside the window. With her character, she would never sit here and watch such a thing.
So the only possibility for her to still be sitting here is...
"Miss Fuka-Eri, does she have nude photos of you in her hand?" Fujiwara Izaya asked with a twisted expression.
"Are you talking to other women at this time?" Xia Xili's movements were punitive and much stronger.
"Hiss..." Fujiwara Izaya gasped.
At this time, he almost turned into the strong and straight pine tree in the yard just now. His hands subconsciously wrapped around Xia Xili's waist and hugged her tightly.
After this tight hug, the soft touch of her body and the fragrance of her skin were found in the perception. As early as the age of thirteen or fourteen, she was a girl as charming as crystal, looking forward to the brilliance. As time went by, she
He has fully matured and is able to play tricks on Fujiwara Izaya with ease and take revenge on him for his gentlemanly behavior back then.
Feeling her soft palm, Fujiwara Izaya gritted his teeth: "Isn't this why you came here?"
"Of course it's more than that!" Xia Xili stretched out her other hand, gently pressed it on his chest, and stared into his eyes, "It's just that I want to punish you first, and then say what I want to say."
"..."
Amid the warmth in the palm of his hand, Fujiwara Izaya gritted his teeth and remained silent. As Xia Xili relaxed and exerted his strength, he became calm and impulsive.
"I said, little Linlin, you have really grown up." Xia Xili maintained the appropriate frequency, "Before this, it only belonged to me. That's right, isn't it?"
"...Absolutely correct." Fujiwara Izaya admitted.
"You know I'm a very possessive person, right?"
"……Know."
"It's always been like this, it's always been like this." Xia Xili smiled as she said that, "I use my things, do you have any objections?"
"no disagreement!"
"What are you thinking about now?"
"..."
"Want me?"
"perhaps……"
"Maybe?" Xia Xili's eyes showed a threatening look.
Wow!
What a terrifying queen... Fujiwara Izaya quickly said: "Very!"
Xia Xili nodded with satisfaction and became a little gentler. The tender feeling was really wonderful.
"Kuriko, this is not good..." Fujiwara Izaya closed his eyes and took a small breath.
"I said yes, yes!"
"..."
"How about it? I have two hands."
"Where did you learn that..." Fujiwara Izaya couldn't exert any strength now.
"I learned it by watching TV." Xia Xili said with a smile, "I practiced for so long, and finally I'm not bad at it."
But after saying this, she immediately stopped, not caring whether others were uncomfortable or not.
"?" Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but hold back his voice.
"We already talked about punishment!" Xia Xili stretched her hands out of the window and said while washing her hands, "Do you still want to turn punishment into reward? Just dream."
"Xia Xili, I remember this grudge, and I want you to repay it twice as much next time!" Fujiwara Izaya sat up angrily, looked at Kasahara Fuka-Eri, whose cheeks were already red, and asked through gritted teeth: "And you,
What's the matter?"
"..." Kasahara Fuka-Eri blushed with embarrassment and sat on the tatami, hugging her legs and saying nothing.
She was not a talkative person to begin with, and in such an ambiguous environment, it was even harder for her to speak.
"Kuriko!" Fujiwara Izaya had no choice but to turn his attention back to his aunt.
"Eri Fuka is helping me with something big." Xia Xili came over, knelt on the floor, and put her hands around his neck. "It's a big thing related to our future. Before that, I don't want you to know."
Fujiwara Izaya stared into her eyes.
Under the light, you can see that his face is reflected in her innocent face, but there is still bottomless darkness in the depths.
"At least let me know a rough idea..." Fujiwara Izaya sighed.
"That businessman from the heart is secretly purchasing Huang Songyu." Xia Xili said selectively, "Fuka Eri and I jointly designed tonight's events to test her, but something went wrong.
Already."
"She is related to the fox demon and the ghost clan..." Fujiwara Izaya pondered.
"Well, don't think about those things when you are holding me." Xia Xili put her arms around his body and gently nestled her head on his shoulder, "Well, this is the feeling. Let me tell you, I
This plan has been planned since I was twelve years old, I’m afraid you don’t know about it, right?”
"I don't even know what your thoughts are." Fujiwara Izaya said angrily.
"Hey, it won't take long for you to know," Xia Xili let go of his neck, and gently raised her leg still covered with stockings, nonchalantly showing off the soft curves of her legs and hips wrapped in black stockings, while stepping on
She held the place she just held with her hands and said, "I know what you think and what kind of things you like. It won't take long before you will be surprised."
Fujiwara Izaya observed her expression.
The smile still remained on her face, her expression was firm and charming, and her childlike innocence was shining. After looking at her for a while, I couldn't tell what she was thinking, so I had to lower my gaze to her beautiful legs in black stockings, which were flexibly stepping on her legs.
.
This is great!
Fujiwara Izaya wanted to hold on, but just because his brain was obedient didn't mean that other places were obedient as well.
If there weren't two girls next door and the soundproofing of the room was really poor, he would now be planning to avenge his shame and let this hateful demon sister know the consequences of teasing.
At some point, his hand subconsciously grabbed the leg and used his own strength to control it.
"...Pervert!" Fuka-Eri Kasahara cursed in a voice that only she could hear.
"By the way, what did I hear just now?"
Mrs. Fujiwara.”
"...?" Fujiwara Izaya was almost frightened.
At this moment, there were two knocks on the door.
"Fujiwara-san, have you finished taking a shower?"
Fujiwara Rin didn't say anything either.
"Linlin," Xia Xili narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Is there anything you and she are hiding from me?"
"No, I didn't even hold hands!"
"Okay, I'll hide in the closet and help you keep a check."
"ah?"
The corners of Fujiwara Izaya's eyes twitched.
Here, Kasahara Fuka-Eri felt it was time to leave, so she got up and prepared to leave through the window.
"You stay here too!" Xia Xili grabbed her hand and forcibly dragged her into the closet.
The knocking on the door became louder again.
"Here we come..." Fujiwara Izaya bravely opened the door.
At this moment, Xia Xili suddenly took off the stockings on her legs and threw them directly under his bed, next to the top he had just taken off.
The door opens.
Hoshi saw Rinzi holding a cardboard box and staring at him suspiciously: "Why did it take so long to open the door? And... you didn't go to take a shower? Why are your pants still wet?"
"...I was just tidying up the room." Fujiwara Izaya replied.
"It's weird," Hoshimi Rinko shrugged her shoulders and came in with the carton in her arms, "I brought some black tea and biscuits, and I talked while eating them."
"Ah, the room is in a mess, why don't we go to the restaurant!..." Fujiwara Izaya smiled ugly.
However, the moment he walked in, Hoshimi Rinko frowned deeply.
"Fujiwara-san," she turned around and looked at Fujiwara Izaya with a stern look, "another woman just came in here, right?"
"Ah, what are you talking about?" Fujiwara Izaya quickly shook his head, "The two chairman directors have gone out, and you and Asuka are the only ones left here... There is no way Asuka can sneak in on you!"
Hoshimi Rinko stared at him for a long time like an idiot, then pointed under the bed: "What is that?"
"Oh, that's mine..." Fujiwara Izaya turned his head away, his expression instantly stiffened.
In his sight, a pair of thin black stockings were placed on his top, exuding an air of mockery.