I Have Infinite Shikigami 143. Miss Yako’s Second Puberty Period
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Fujiwara Izaya was lying on the stern of the boat, whistling while looking at the vast blue sky.
The straight white track left by the tail of the boat looked as beautiful as a girl's white skirt. His feet were dipped in the water, and several seagulls seemed to like him very much, following him all the way and refusing to leave.
The seniors and younger sisters are all by his side.
He was lying on his back, and the two girls were taking a nap on the lounge chair with their eyes closed.
It was a very clear morning. The clouds were blown away by the southwest wind. The sky was surprisingly high and infinitely transparent. When he looked up at the sky, Fujiwara Izaya felt as if he was lying at the bottom of a transparent spring.
Due to the clarity of the air and the direction of the wind, distant sounds that are usually inaudible will come out exceptionally clearly, with a distinct rhythm.
Such a friendly world reminded Fujiwara Izaya of his childhood when he visited the Seto Inland Sea in Shikoku, and he couldn't help but hum a song.
?sue?o do era peque?o
(I had it in my heart when I was a child)
?sin preo,en el
(dreaming carefree)
?sigo vieo
(Looking at the past time)
The sound was not loud, but it was still heard by the two girls.
Kasahara Asuka turned around with a grunt, took off her sunglasses, and narrowed her eyes into nice slits to look at him: "Hey, what are you talking about, senior?"
"Nothing, just bits and pieces." Fujiwara Izaya put his hands behind his head and watched the seagulls scream sharply and cut through the cloudless sky.
"Don't complain all around me." Kasahara Asuka put on her sunglasses again and swung the soles of her feet toward him, "If you go back to your room and complain alone, it will make you annoying."
"Actually, I'm singing." Fujiwara Izaya said with a smile.
Asuka Kasahara turned to a calm gaze, and slightly stuck out her tongue: "You are stupid, you are such a person."
"Huh?" Fujiwara Izaya looked confused, "Did the curse words change?"
Kasahara Asuka pointed at Hoshimi Rinko with her little hand: "Senior taught me to scold you like this."
"Senior," Fujiwara Izaya said dissatisfied, "you can call me a scumbag, but you can't call me stupid."
"What were you singing just now?" Hoshimi Rinko ignored his accusation, her legs were crossed comfortably, and her slender, bright white calves could be seen under her skirt.
A strand of black hair blown by the sea breeze fell on her face, like the naughty tail of a black cat.
"Spanish song," Fujiwara Izaya crawled back between the two lounge chairs, "I have learned Spanish for so long, and I can finally put it to use. Two beautiful girls, please enjoy my performance - mira, sofia (look
, my dear Sophia)…”
"Don't call other women your darlings!" Asuka Kasahara's white and tender feet stepped directly on his face.
The soft little feet have a faint citrus smell. It turns out that the beautiful girl's feet really smell good!
"That's just a song -" Fujiwara Izaya retorted cheerfully, with an expression of enjoyment.
"Singing is not good either." Asuka Kasahara teased his nose with her toes, "Puppy-senpai, lick Asuka -"
Fujiwara Izaya's gaze fell on her instep.
Under the bright sunshine, red and cyan blood lines appeared on the fair skin, which was very beautiful in his eyes. If the senior sister hadn't pulled out a fruit knife from somewhere in her hand, he would definitely let the senior sister.
I know that some requests cannot be made randomly!
"Fujiwara, come in."
The three of them turned around, Kasahara Fuka-Eri said from the door, her bare feet, wearing only black stockings, were stepping on the wooden floor.
"Here we come." Fujiwara Izaya hurried over.
The two beautiful girls also wanted to follow.
"You guys wait here." Kasahara Fuka-Eri ordered.
“Ah, so annoying——”
Watching her senior and sister enter the cabin, Kasahara Asuka turned her head and asked Hoshimi Rinko: "I really want to grow up, so that I won't be treated as a child..."
Hoshi saw that Rinzi didn’t reply to her,
I just stared at the azure world in ecstasy. The sun was scorching and dazzling, and the sky and sea were shining with white light. After watching for a moment, the sea and sky swallowed up each other's boundaries, and the whole thing became chaos.
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The temperature was very hot today, but fortunately it was cool and pleasant in the cabin. On the way to the hall, Fujiwara Izaya asked: "What did they talk about?"
"It was just a simple chat, Kawashima Miki introduced Akira's identity." Kasahara Fuka-Eri's expression and voice were very cold.
Fujiwara Izaya was one step behind, observing her from behind.
Dressed in a dashing black police uniform, with a tight-fitting suit on the upper body and a black hip-hugging skirt on the lower body. The fiery orange long hair hangs directly to the slender waist; the slightly curled ends of the orange hair flutter lightly with the swing of the steps.
On top of her pert buttocks, and below that are her slender and straight legs wrapped in black stockings.
Fujiwara Izaya took two more steps forward. While standing side by side with her, he lowered his head to observe the proportion of his lower body to hers.
There is not much difference between the two in naked height. Kasahara Fuka-Eri may be one or two centimeters taller. But in terms of leg proportions, Kasahara Fuka-Eri completely beats him. The height of her hips is almost the same as Fujiwara Izaya's lower abdomen.
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As a senior leg controller, Fujiwara Izaya believes that Sister Fuka-Eri's legs are "the most beautiful legs in the world" from a global perspective. Of course, visual inspection is just a visual inspection. How it actually plays, you have to experience it with your own hands and mouth.
, in order to draw more rigorous conclusions.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri glanced sideways at him, then looked away calmly, turning a blind eye to his gaze.
Probably... I felt that even if I scolded him, he wouldn't change, so I didn't bother to waste any energy.
There is a large rest area in the middle of the cabin. The two ladies and Miss Meiji are sitting on the sofa sipping red wine. The sofa faces the sea, and the sun shines brightly. The atmosphere between the three women is very harmonious and beautiful. Everyone
There was a smile on everyone's face, and there was no scene of eyeballs and hair being pulled.
The snow girl is here too.
She is now both an air conditioner girl and an ice maker girl, and is deeply loved by the two wives.
"Hello, I'm back." Fujiwara Izaya walked over with a very easy-going expression and a very clear voice. "You may not know that I just saw two sharks at the stern of the boat eyeing me. It took a lot of trouble, but
I finally came back safely. If you want to ask how dangerous it was just now, the five-digit abbreviated version of "Spanish Civil War" is the danger I just faced."
Mrs. Hoshimi chewed the pen holder and sat on the sofa to record something. It seemed that it was almost over. She put down the pen, closed the notebook with her notebook, raised her face and asked Mrs. Kasahara: "Someone just called us two sharks, right?"
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She is indeed the mother of my senior sister, her voice is so touching.
"Definitely!" Mrs. Kasahara smiled gorgeously.
She is worthy of being the mother of a junior high school girl. Her appearance is so charming.
Two ladies, one is noble and charming, the other is delicate and refined. The necks of both of them are breathtakingly white and tender, giving off an aura that can be called mythical that people dare not approach easily.
"You heard wrong." Fujiwara Izaya explained, "I said two mermaids."
Mrs. Hoshimi laughed like a girl: "I don't believe it. What the love-minded boy said is all lies."
"It's absolutely true! How dare I lie to you? Even if I lie to someone named Jizi, I wouldn't dare to lie to you."
"Huh?" Mrs. Kasahara smiled slightly.
A very classy smile, the kind of smile that only aristocratic women with deep background can have. If ordinary people see such a smile, they will definitely become the target of her teasing.
"You are so charming." Fujiwara Izaya and Mrs. Kasahara said, "The beauty that really exists in reality is no longer worthy of you. I can only lie to you by telling you things that don't exist in reality. But in essence, you can't blame me.
If I were uglier, I wouldn't have to lie..."
That bitch... Kawashima Miji bit her lower lip in dissatisfaction and scolded him a hundred times in her mind.
"What did you do with the two mermaids?" Mrs. Kasahara asked him.
"It's nothing, we just floated on the sea for a while, looking at the sky, the clouds, the sea and the birds, and finally waved goodbye." Fujiwara Izaya smiled, sat down next to Miss Meiji, and continued
He asked: "What did you talk about?"
"Let's talk about you." Miji Kawashima poured him a glass of sparkling wine, "The two directors agreed that you have a mental problem and need to see a doctor."
"Huh?" Fujiwara Izaya was puzzled.
"I don't care if the beautiful girl doesn't like it, but I just focus on the young and beautiful widow."
"..."
Be reasonable!
What kind of psychological problem is it to like a young woman?
It is true that beautiful girls are young and charming, but young women are more moisturized and understand you better!
Seeing his speechless posture, except Kasahara Fuka-Eri, the other three women couldn't help laughing.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri did not walk into the sofa, but came to the sofa. There was a rocking chair there, and to the right was a small coffee table with flowers and books on it. The sun shone in, giving everything a glimmer of color.
There were layers of faint light film. The most eye-catching thing among them was her long orange hair, which looked like a burning flame when illuminated by the sun.
Fujiwara Izaya looked at her covered with a layer of light cloth, imagining the mystery behind such brightness, and couldn't help but feel his heart beating. He was increasingly looking forward to what he would see after taking off this sister's coat.
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"What are you looking at?" Kawashima Miji unhappily twisted his waist.
"Look at the sea." Fujiwara Izaya said without blushing or heartbeat.
"He is looking at my eldest daughter." Mrs. Kasahara reported directly.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri raised her head and glanced at a few people, then put her legs up on the sofa, curled up and read a book. Because of this movement, the lines of her legs became tight.
The thin black stockings reflected matt light on the surface, which looked very dazzling. Fujiwara Izaya's extremely good eyesight could see her slender and delicate crystal toes, which were painted with toenail polish the same color as her hair; the insteps
It is white and flawless, with a plump heel that reaches between the toes, and a beautiful sole of the foot.
"Above Heaven"
I heard that there is something called stocking foot tea. If you use these legs to make a pot of foot tea, it should taste good, right?
"Ahem!" Kasahara Fuka-Eri coughed twice.
"What's the matter? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Mrs. Kasahara asked with concern.
"No."
"Is it because you got up too early in the morning?"
"No, that's not the case..." Kasahara Fuka-Eri lowered her head and buried her face in the book.
"Fuka-Eri's shy look is cuter than Xiangxiang." Mrs. Hoshimi cheered at the side.
"Of course my daughter is cute." Mrs. Kasahara looked proud.
"Of course my boss is cute." Fujiwara Izaya agreed.
"Fujiwara-kun," Mrs. Kasahara turned around, "you deceived both of my daughters and left me alone. What should I do?"
"Yes, what should I do?" Fujiwara Izaya was in a dilemma.
"Why don't you marry me and be their father." Mrs. Kasahara looked serious.
"We are all a family, which is acceptable to me. By the way, let's have a drink..."
Under the cold gaze of his boss, in order to avoid unspoken rules in the workplace, Fujiwara Izaya raised his glass of sparkling wine and drank it in one gulp.
I drank too quickly and some of it spilled out.
Kawashima Miji took out a handkerchief and wiped his lips gently. Rather than fulfilling her obligations as a wife, it was more like swearing the ownership of the territory. According to one story, she was wearing a blue summer dress with thin suspenders.
With her hair tied into a ball on the back of her head, she does look like a young woman who has just become a wife.
"You guys have a really good relationship," Mrs. Hoshimi said with a sigh.
She was feeling sorry for her daughter, but from what Mrs. Kasahara heard, it was just another opportunity to tease her best friend.
"Mizi, you are in your second period of puberty."
"Eh?" Mrs. Xingjian looked surprised.
Fujiwara Izaya quickly perked up his ears.
Mrs. Kasahara teases Mrs. Hoshimi. This is his favorite scene and he never gets tired of watching it.
"The first puberty is girlhood. I don't need to say more about this." Mrs. Kasahara had a serious face as an emotional expert. "The so-called second puberty is your current state. It is the flame that is about to come.
The fierce burning is the gorgeous and delicate beauty of flowers in full bloom before they fall. At this stage, you will have the inner restlessness and shyness of a young girl when she is yearning for spring, and you will also have wild thoughts about someone."
Mrs. Hoshimi drank wine and judged whether her best friend's words made sense.
Mrs. Kasahara continued talking.
"However, unlike girls, the second period of puberty is not about longing for the future, but about feeling extremely lonely and uneasy in the heart. This is the uneasiness about the impending old age. Please be strong, Yako.
After women's worries about aging disappear, they will usher in a strong-willed mentality. uu Kanshu www.uukanshu.com After all, women will become old women, and they will be determined if they accept their fate..."
"Are you so pitiful?" Mrs. Hoshimi stroked her cheek in disbelief. It was still so smooth and elastic, with no sign of relaxation.
"Of course, the problem is not small." Mrs. Kasahara's expression seemed to be talking about a terrible disaster. "Women at this stage will place their uneasiness on their offspring, especially their daughters."
Mrs. Hoshimi thought of her daughter.
"For Yako, Rinko's love can bring you incredible excitement, as if your withered flower continues to bloom in your daughter. Sometimes you will even be so excited that you have the illusion that your soul
It has attached itself to Rinzi, caring for Fujiwara-kun and serving Fujiwara-kun on Rinzi's behalf..."
"..." Mrs. Hoshimi raised her head slightly and looked at Fujiwara Izaya.
The handsome young man was sitting on the sofa, motionless and listening to his best friend's lengthy speech. I don't know if he really listened.
honestly.
When it comes to her daughter's feelings, Hoshimi is really angry. What a pity!
While secretly observing Izaya Fujiwara, she gradually developed a sense of being homeless, as if she were witnessing an empty train passing through a station.
At this time.
Suddenly, my best friend's laughing voice came to my ears.
"Finally, what I want to say is: menopause is a woman's second puberty period...Hahaha, come on, Mizi, as long as you get through menopause, you will become determined...Hahaha, oh, you laughed to death.