"Uh... I bought a charcoal stove and plan to barbecue at home today."
"You can't make a fire, right?"
"...No, it's not. It's just my first time using it, so I'm not familiar with it..."
"Understood." Fujiwara Izaya glanced into the kitchen and used water to put out the charcoal stove.
Yukino Riho washed her face and hands in the sink, and then wiped her face with a paper towel.
It was probably at this time that I realized that I looked very embarrassed just now. The more I rubbed my cheeks, the hotter I felt, and my wrists were shaking slightly. After cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, the two of them walked back to the second floor. Yukino Riho was bored.
He spoke as if: "Did Fujiwara-kun come back to Tokyo this morning?"
"Yes, I just arrived in Tokyo." Fujiwara Izaya walked up the stairs, "I originally planned to go to the shrine first, but I thought I hadn't seen Miss Yukino for a long time, so I came back here first."
Yukino Riho was very happy to hear that he said "come back".
"Have you eaten anything?" she asked with concern, "Do you want me to prepare breakfast for you?"
Fujiwara Izaya subconsciously looked back at the kitchen on the first floor: "Burned meat?"
Yukino Riho lowered her head in a hurry and muttered: "This is my first time grilling meat, don't make fun of me with this..."
"Next time if you want to experience something that you have never done before, ask me to accompany you." Fujiwara Izaya smiled narrowly and returned his eyes to her, "After all, this family is not a wealthy family and cannot afford it.
Your torment."
His voice was very nice, and Yukino Riho couldn't help but feel relaxed. She chuckled and said, "Oh, okay, I'll wait for you next time, but don't use it to call me a stupid woman..."
Regarding his stupidity, Yukino Riho would feel uncomfortable if he was ridiculed by others. But when Fujiwara Izaya said this, maybe he had already seen the stupid side of himself, so Yukino Riho was in front of him.
There is quite a feeling of openness and openness, and the mentality is surprisingly good.
In the past, she would think of retorting: No, I'm not a stupid woman, I just don't know!
Now she will directly think: Yes, I am stupid, please take good care of me.
Thinking about the changes, Yukino Riho's face showed a kind of pure relaxation, and her eyes showed a luster that seemed to make the dark room suddenly brighter. Her eyes were not smart, even a little clumsy, but they were charming
I think it's cute.
After going up to the second floor, Yukino Riho washed some fruits and put them on the sofa.
Fujiwara Izaya took an apple, put it in his mouth and took a bite. Just after chewing a few times, his attention was suddenly attracted by the scene on the side of the sofa.
Under the armrest of the sofa, a small head was exposed.
Her big, bright, shining eyes were staring at him unblinkingly, with a look that seemed hostile.
At this time Yukino Riho also remembered that there was someone in the room, looked over, and immediately laughed. The girl on the sofa looked at the boy who suddenly appeared curiously, blinked her eyes, and her whole face wrinkled up.
Fujiwara Izaya filtered it through his mind several times, filtered out a name, and said hello with a smile: "It's the first time we meet, Ryoko."
"No, you got the wrong person! I am Sister Yukino's boyfriend!" Kitagawa Ryoko jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on and pushed Yukino Riho back to the room. I don't know what she said during the process, Yukino Riho
She glared at her angrily and defended with a smile. When she returned to the room, she stuck her head out again and raised her eyebrows provocatively at Fujiwara Izaya, as if it was some great achievement to dominate Yukino-san in front of him.
, and finally slammed the door.
"It's not bad to post pictures of beautiful women..." Fujiwara Izaya found it interesting and couldn't help laughing.
After a while, Yukino Riho came out of the house and sat down next to Fujiwara Izaya without any taboos as usual. It was still raining outside the window, and the outline of her body was slightly dim, but the joy on her eyebrows was brighter than before.
It's starting to get thicker.
"Ryoko has been an orphan since she was a child. She probably sees me as her sister and is a little jealous. Fujiwara-kun, don't mind it. She has no other bad intentions except to say bad things about you occasionally."
The moist morning breeze blew, immersing her soft voice in the sound of wind and water, making it unreal and ethereal.
"Only occasionally?"
"Uh...haha, a little more than occasionally. Really, I'm not lying to you."
"I will meet her personally later!"
"Don't bully other little girls. After all, I am her teacher."
"Please Miss Yukino be my teacher too!"
"Why?"
"Because I like teachers the most."
"Eh? Eh! Don't make fun of me with this, it's annoying-"
The lights were not turned on, and the light was dim. After all, they hadn't seen each other for more than a month, so they had a lot to say. But Fujiwara Izaya and her were not dating, they were just ordinary friends. Besides, they were still friends.
There was Liangzi hiding behind and eavesdropping, so I didn’t want to talk about certain things.
Listening to the sound of rain, I ate grapes one by one. The rain seemed to be getting heavier.
Yukino Riho quietly experienced her current complicated mood, and softly told him anecdotes about this time, mostly about problems in the bakery. Fujiwara Izaya leaned on the sofa, relaxing, listening to what she said, occasionally lowering his head,
Occasionally she smiled... She was dressed as before, a thin blue sweater, a black hip-hugging skirt and black stockings. The simple clothes could not hide the maturity and softness of her womanly figure, nor the demure and intellectual nature revealed in her conversation.
temperament.
If it were ancient times, she must have been a talented girl who grew up in a family of poets and writers.
In this case, does he also need to have the reputation of being a talented person to associate with her... Thinking of this, Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but smile.
Seeing his smile, Yukino Riho felt that the pleasantries were enough and it was time to talk about something serious. What she really wanted to say in her heart was something else. But she didn't know how to ask the question, so she asked vaguely
Continue the topic.
"Actually...well, Ryoko always says some strange things, like she is my boyfriend. Fujiwara-kun, you don't know. Once you get to know her, you will know that she likes to mess around..."
There is no need to explain these words, and when Kitagawa Ryoko said it, Yukino Riho didn't feel anything wrong and had no grudges. However, after she said it in front of Fujiwara Izaya, her mood became a bit complicated.
One second I felt that there was no need to explain anything, and the next second I thought it would be better to clarify. But after I said the words, I felt more and more that I didn't need to explain this matter, and for a while my whole expression looked a little uncomfortable.
Fujiwara Izaya laughed.
Then, he leaned over slightly and looked at the face so close in the dim skylight.
"Well, I don't care anymore..." Yukino Riho leaned on the sofa. She was originally a bit embarrassed, but because of the smile on Fujiwara Izaya's face, she became calmer.
"If the little girl wants to make trouble, let her make trouble. I won't argue with the child." Fujiwara Izaya approached her and felt a slight chill, "I won't talk about her, but you, have you been very tired recently?"
"Huh?" Yukino Riho was stunned and shook her head in confusion.
"You are a little absent-minded." Fujiwara Izaya said.
Yukino Riho lowered her head in embarrassment.
"Recently I heard some people saying that you did bad things in Minami Izu, and some people advised me to drive you away, otherwise you would take advantage of me. I never believed them, so I didn't discuss it with them.
This matter...besides, I'm poor and I'm thinking about calculating my daily expenses, so I don't care what others say..."
Having said this, she paused for a few seconds, her graceful legs wrapped in black stockings swayed a few times, and then asked: "You didn't do it, right?"
"What did they say I did?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
"Well, I'm talking about you, saying that you kidnapped a fox girl and did some beastly things..." Riho Yukino seemed to be denying it again, shaking her head firmly, "It's ridiculous. It's ridiculous to hear that kind of thing.
Not credible."
"Strictly speaking, I did kidnap a fox girl."
"Huh? What? Real or fake?" Yukino Riho's voice was a little anxious, and her hands suddenly grabbed the hem of her skirt uneasily, "So what happened, can you tell me?"
"The fox girl is involved in a big conspiracy, and she is not a good monster. Of course, I didn't do anything to the fox girl. It was my aunt who took her away."
"Oh, I'll just say it!" Yukino Riho let out a long sigh of relief.
It seemed that she had no doubts at all, and her expression was so convinced. Fujiwara Izaya felt that with just a few words, he could trick such a simple and stupid woman into returning to Shenyin Town to help take care of the children.
"By the way, did Fujiwara-kun's training go well?"
"The goal has been basically accomplished. When I come back this time, there are two shrines in Asakusa."
"Congratulations Fujiwara-kun."
"As I said before, I'll give you a discount!"
"Let me think about it..." Riho Yukino rolled up the sleeves of her thin sweater and talked enthusiastically, "Can I ask for a fortune? Will the gods enshrined in Asakusa Shrine bless me?"
"He will definitely bless you!" Fujiwara Izaya's eyes looked bright. He came over, with a hint of pride and showoff in his laughter, and blew in her ear: "I'll tell you quietly, Asakusa Shrine enshrines
The god is myself."
"Eh!"
Yukino Riho was a little frightened and didn't care about the strange things coming from her ears.
After getting close to her, Fujiwara Izaya's dexterous sense of smell sniffed the hair next to her ear, and then he took out a popsicle without hesitation.
Subconsciously, without any thought, relying on the instinct of muscle memory, Yukino Riho opened her mouth and put the popsicle in her mouth with a sound of "ah".
Cool.
It felt like I was somewhere and had been fed by him many times. I was so familiar with it.
Licking the popsicle in her mouth, Yukino Riho tilted her face up in a daze, looking at Fujiwara Izaya with a half-asleep look. The light was still not bright, but the lines on his face were extremely distinct.
The ground emerges. Going down from the broad shoulders, the chest is unusually thick under the smooth and elegant lines, and the muscle marks on the shirt also appear clean and clear.
Such a powerful body... Yukino Riho licked the tip of his tongue, feeling that he was more full of youthful vitality than he was more than a month ago.
While she was eating popsicles, Fujiwara Izaya reached out and pulled out the hair that was tied back on her head.
The long black hair fell down like a waterfall, swaying along the lines of the shoulders... He compared the picture of the long hair flowing with Xuebao, held her cheek with one hand, and used the fingers of the other hand to
It penetrated into the black hair and felt a refreshing coolness.
really.
As expected, her true form is a snow girl.
If asked why he was speculating on Yuki-onna, Fujiwara Izaya could only say that the smell on her body and the way she looked when she was confused were so similar to Olaf.
"Um?"
Yukino Riho felt something was wrong.
Her eyes were drowsy, as if she had just woken up, unable to tell the difference between north, south, east and west.
"Eat first and then talk." Fujiwara Izaya took his hand back.
Two seconds later, Yukino Riho let out a low cry of "Ah" and forgot to chatter while holding the popsicle in her mouth. The ice cube melted and the liquid dropped, which directly choked her.
"If you choke to death while eating a popsicle, it would be very embarrassing if word spread..."
"Ahem, Fujiwara...heh, cough..."
"Don't worry, let's calm down your breathing first." Fujiwara Izaya stretched out his hand, supported her upper body and patted her back gently, saying teasingly, "When I first met you, I rode my bike and rushed into the river. Now.
Well, I choked on a popsicle again. Aren’t you the stupidest snow girl in the snow girl clan?”
Suddenly, Yukino Ryu's cough became more severe.
She trembled and asked awkwardly and with difficulty: "You...ahem, how did you know..."
After saying that, her voice had already dropped. There was no way a mere popsicle could choke a snow girl to death. Even if she was panicked for a moment, just cough a few times and it would be fine. After the initial panic, shyness began to take over her whole heart, and she moved a little.
He moved aside and tried to distance himself.
Fujiwara Izaya let go of his hand and sat aside.
Half a meter away, Yukino Riho crossed her arms and bit her lip in confusion.
"I'm not a fool." Fujiwara Izaya said with a smile, "I have known about your part-time job at Furukawa Kaikan for a long time. Now that it has happened, I will confess to you. I am afraid that you will be implicated by me, so I have been
Let your subordinates protect you secretly, and by the way, they also know something about you."
Yukino Riho thought of something, and she cried with a look of embarrassment on her face.
After a while, she asked as quietly as a mosquito: "...is it that fat, black, ugly and cute crow?"
Before Fujiwara Izaya could answer, a sharp "quack--" came from outside the window.
When I looked outside, I saw the crow that I saw every day, squatting alone on the tree and soaking in the rain. The young master was picking up girls inside, but it was standing guard outside in the rain. It looked a bit pitiful no matter how you looked at it.
"That's him, his name is Dark Crow." Fujiwara Izaya said, "If you encounter any trouble in the future and I'm not around, you can go directly to him."
"But how did you know that I am a snow girl?"
"Just a wild guess."
"Do you believe what you said?" Yukino Riho's smiling voice came.
"Of course I believe in myself." Fujiwara Izaya smiled and nodded.
Such an answer was very shameless, and Yukino Riho was a little angry for a moment, widening her eyes to express her dissatisfaction.
"You sit down for a while, I'll get some sandwiches for breakfast." Fujiwara Izaya left the living room and walked to the kitchen.
"...You have to be honest, Fujiwara-kun—" Riho Yukino accused him from behind, then hugged her legs and stayed still on the sofa, as obediently as a little girl.
Her secret was suddenly exposed, which made her a little overwhelmed. But more than anything, she felt relieved, and she even felt a little happy because he didn't dislike his identity as a monster.
She kept her identity a secret from everyone. Now that the only person who could be considered a friend knew about it and accepted it completely, she couldn't be happier than this.
Perhaps it was a subjective feeling. In Yukino Riho's eyes, Fujiwara Izaya, who had returned from the summer vacation, was obviously more friendly than before. The shadow of the beautiful boy in the past became clearer, and he was obviously a person who talked eloquently.
A passionate and unrestrained person, he even has some different emotions in his speech and behavior towards himself than in the past.
Yukino Riho is stupid and can't understand what kind of emotion it is.
Not long after, Fujiwara Izaya made two simple sandwiches and came to the sofa.
Yukino Riho was lying on the sofa at some point, curled up slightly, holding her legs wrapped in black stockings with both hands. She has a tall and graceful figure, and this curled-up posture has a strange charm. Her face is a bit expressionless.
Red, but looking at Fujiwara Izaya, there was an aura that would not give in easily.
"You haven't answered me yet!"
"Didn't you answer it? It was just a guess."
"Fujiwara-kun is dishonest!"
"Only those who think others are dishonest are dishonest. As a person, my second greatest advantage is honesty."
"shameless."
"Why don't you ask what the number one advantage is?"
“What’s the number one advantage?”
Fujiwara Izaya proudly puffed out his chest and raised his head: "Handsome!"
This proud look was very kind and handsome. Yukino Riho smiled and looked at his beaming expression, and said word by word: "Fujiwara-kun is dishonest, a swindler, and narcissistic!"
"If you refute me, you must have evidence."
"Fujiwara-kun is the most shameless." Riho Yukino looked stubborn, not like a powerful monster at all.
"I won't argue with you."
"Not telling the truth is dishonest."
"Okay, so I can only use a trick." Fujiwara Izaya sighed with a headache, then squatted down and blinked in front of her, "Why did you just use your mouth to catch the popsicle without thinking about it?"
As soon as this question came out, Yukino Riho's eyes widened instantly.
Her face, which was only slightly pink at first, turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, including her face, neck and ears. She pursed her lips, trying to explain something, but with her IQ, she couldn't explain the reason.
.
"You silly woman, you're so cute." Fujiwara Izaya stood up with a sandwich.
There were some washed grapes and strawberries on the table. He picked them up and walked to his room.
Yukino Riho crossed her arms with a red face, looked at his back, thinking that he must be laughing at her. Thinking of this, she pursed her lips and complained: "It's really too bad, I should have
He kicked him out..."
Her voice is very small.
I guess Fujiwara Izaya can hear it, but I don't dare to shout too loudly.
After hearing this, Fujiwara Izaya also paused in his steps. Yukino Riho sniffed, and then laughed proudly.
"Come to my room and introduce you to a new friend." Fujiwara Izaya left these words behind and opened the door and walked into the room.
Yukino Riho immediately rolled off the sofa.
He didn't bother to put on slippers, and stepped on the floor with his feet wearing only stockings, and quickly followed.
As soon as I walked in, a biting coldness hit my face.
Yukino Riho blinked.
The snow girl also blinked.
Then, the two monsters tilted their heads to the right, and asked "Who are you?" with the same puzzled expression.
"Yukihime, come here." Izaya Fujiwara, who was sitting beside the bed, shouted.
The snow girl turned around, floated to her master, put her arms around his neck and sat on his lap.
Fujiwara Izaya changed the system and fed her popsicles.
"Hmm..." Yuki-onna held the food in her mouth and rubbed herself in his arms affectionately, like a spoiled pet by its owner.
"...This?" Yukino Riho looked at this scene blankly.
"Close the door and come over here." Fujiwara Izaya ordered.
"Oh well……"
After Yukino Riho closed the door, she came to the bed and sat down.
Her eyes were always fixed on the snow girl... with her delicate face, blue eyes, long silver hair, and delicate and beautiful facial features, this snow girl looked exactly like her, not to mention that she looked exactly the same.
The snow girl huddled in her master's arms was also looking at her curiously.
Xuebao is a child who is afraid of life.
In her opinion, any stranger is a potential source of uneasiness.
But the woman in front of him made Xuebao feel kind and at ease, as safe as his master.
"Where did she...come from..." Yukino Riho asked blankly.
However, she asked, but she had no intention of listening to the answer. Instead, she bit her hand and stared at Yuki-onna with her big eyes unblinking. As she watched, she couldn't help but reach out and rub Yuki-onna.
The hair feels cool to the touch.
The snow girl shrank her shoulders.
After timidly sizing her up a few times, and realizing that she meant no harm, Xuebao took the initiative to come over and look at her face to face.
"Ah~"
Xuebao was speechless and could only ask vague questions like he was dreaming.
"Well, it's so real. It feels like there is some kind of connection with me..." Yukino Riho's white and neat teeth gently bit the tip of her thumb, revealing a naive expression that only shows up when no one is around. "What's your name?"
?”
"Ah~" The snow girl imitated her, putting her thumb in her mouth and sucking it.
"Yuki-hime, come here." Fujiwara Izaya stretched out his hand and put Yuki-hime back on his lap.
Yukino Riho raised her head, still biting her thumb, and looked at Fujiwara Izaya with her big eyes.
That confused and confused look was almost carved out of the same template as the snow girl. After looking at it for a few times, she silently lowered her head and began to think.
You are so calm... Fujiwara Izaya originally thought that she would be frightened, and then asked him like crazy. Now seeing that she was ignoring him, he felt a little bored and shrugged, lowering his head and preparing to tease Xuebao.
Have fun.
Just then.
"ah--"
Yukino Riho raised her head suddenly.
The usually quiet and intellectual woman has completely lost her composure now.
"Fujiwara-kun——"
She rushed over, held down Fujiwara Izaya's shoulders, and shook him vigorously.
"What's going on!"
"Where did this snow girl come from, and why do I seem to know how she feels?"
"Right!"
"You often touch her feet, right-"
In the shaken sight, there was only her beautiful face.
Tranquil, gentle, pretty, everything is so reasonable and reasonable. What a wonderful feeling it is!