Early in the morning, I received a call from Kawashima Meiji.
"Have you gotten up yet?"
"Um……"
"I'm going home today, why haven't you gotten up yet?"
"Oh, I know."
"Me and Fuka-Eri will go pick you up."
"Two people?"
"yes."
"How about I go..."
"beep--"
Kawashima Meiji hung up the phone without hesitation.
Lying on the bed, Fujiwara Izaya rubbed his eyes, then got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.
Mint flavored toothpaste is always so annoying.
"Gulu gulu..."
"Pooh--"
After washing his face, Fujiwara Izaya sat on the sofa, ate an apple, and thought about how to introduce Yukino Riho to other women.
On the table on the left hand side, there was a pile of Proust's "In Search of Lost Time". There were five books in total. They were not new books, but showed signs of having been read. He picked up one and flipped through it in his hand.
In addition, there are several magazines, including weekly and monthly.
Less than half an hour later, the sound of a supercar's engine could be heard outside the house.
The yellow Ferrari is parked in front of [lemon] bakery.
The first person to get off was Kasahara Fuka-Eri. She put her knees together and quickly twisted her body out of the car door with sizzling movements. After a while, Kawashima Miiki got out of the cab and moved with an impatient and angry gesture.
He kicked the car door shut, then stared at the bakery jealously.
In terms of age, there is not much difference between the two.
The temperament is slightly different.
The graceful behavior of the two walking side by side made even the dark rainy day seem brighter.
Fujiwara Izaya quietly observed the two women through the cracks in the blinds.
Today was the day to go home, and it was obvious that these two people were here to block him... But it was not easy to go out now, Yukino Riho was also on the first floor, and he didn't want to be scolded so early in the morning.
The rain was still falling, and the slightly cool wind slightly shook the soft hair of the two women.
"What are you doing..." Kawashima Miji was disgusted and pushed the hair that fell on her forehead away with her hands.
In the bakery, a young woman with her hair tied into a ponytail is sitting at the bar reading a book.
She was wearing a thin blue sweater, thin enough that the shape of her breasts could be clearly seen.
She has a cute face, beautiful pink nails on her feet, and she looks like she has a good temper.
The rain was still falling quietly, and Kawashima Meiji didn't hold an umbrella or a yellow raincoat.
After standing for a few seconds, she took out a paper bag from the car and quickly walked into the store.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri was hesitating whether to go in or not.
Fujiwara Izaya poked his head out of the window on the second floor and waved to her.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri glanced at him coldly.
Today, my sister is wearing conservative long jeans, black high heels, a women's white shirt, and a belt around her waist. She is carrying a small black patent leather bag - women always have to hold something in their hands. As for what's inside
Of course Fujiwara Izaya couldn't figure out what, and Fuka-Eri probably wouldn't show it to him.
"Welcome -"
The bell rang, and Yukino Riho raised her head from the bar.
She has a beautiful appearance and a quiet temperament, which makes you feel very comfortable when you first meet her.
"Where are the people?" Kawashima Miji wiped the water stains from her hair with a handkerchief.
She was wearing a navy blue skirt with dark blue pantyhose underneath. Her breasts under the shirt had an attractive shape. Although they were not as big as Mrs. Kasahara's, they were no less beautiful.
"Who?" Yukino Riho tilted her head slightly and gave a confused expression.
This innocent and ignorant look is very lethal.
Kawashima Miji, who was originally full of complaints, instantly lost her anger to catch the mistress.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri also walked in and explained: "We are Fujiwara-kun's friends."
Yukino Riho narrowed her eyes and said with a sudden look on her face, "Oh, that's it...ah, I'm sorry, sorry, I was negligent." Then she stood up apologetically and walked out of the bar, "Sit here, have a drink first.
What, I’ll ask him to come down.”
After finishing speaking, she took out the cup and boiled water to make coffee.
Of course it won't be hand-ground coffee or espresso, it's just instant coffee.
While she was making coffee, Fujiwara Izaya came down from the second floor and greeted Kawashima Miki: "Good morning, you came so quickly."
"I'm afraid you don't want to see me at all." Kawashima Miji's lifeless voice came over. It was really scary to hear it so early in the morning. Her legs under the olive green miniskirt were crossed in a beautiful posture.
It's only been a day, so don't be jealous... Fujiwara Izaya walked over, sat down next to her, patted her arm and motioned for her to come closer.
Kawashima Miji snorted and turned to look out the window at the rainy street.
"I'm looking for Fuka Eri. She wants to come here and wait for you." Her arrogance was really funny.
"I know, you have a reason anyway." Fujiwara Izaya hooked her waist in a funny way, brought her into his arms, and squeezed her body along the way, "Yesterday I went to the Onmyoliao headquarters to complete the procedures for you.
It’s done. I also asked my aunt to make the miko costume, and you can move to Asakusa Shrine in September.”
Kawashima Miji's eyelids twitched slightly.
She was satisfied with his performance, so even though her breasts were being taken advantage of by him, she didn't say a word.
Over in the kitchen, Yukino Riho made coffee and brought it out. As soon as he heard the footsteps, Fujiwara Izaya let go.
Kawashima Miji's expression changed and she slapped his thigh hard.
"We brought some food." Kasahara Fuka-Eri opened a large white paper bag, "Let's eat before we can go on our way."
Yukino Riho looked at Fujiwara Izaya with doubtful eyes, as if asking "Which way to go?".
Izaya and Fujiwara looked at each other with big eyes, feeling a little ignorant and innocent. Izaya Fujiwara didn't want to answer this question, so he quickly started to prevaricate: "Thank you very much. I just ate an apple. Come on, let's eat together. You're welcome."
"
Sooner or later, you will die at the hands of a woman... Kasahara Fuka-Eri began to worry about the future of her philandering subordinate.
The breakfast they brought was quite rich.
There were roast beef sandwiches, salads, smoked salmon, and blueberry ice cream, and the portions were sufficient. The table was filled with everything, just like a small banquet.
Four monsters pretending to be humans, chewing sandwiches, eating salads, and catching smoked salmon.
On the surface, the atmosphere is quite harmonious.
Except for the angry Kawashima Meiji.
But the other two women at the table were not aggressive.
So the only way for her to vent her anger was to pinch the dog's thighs.
Although it hurt a little, Izaya Fujiwara still felt happy in his heart while eating.
Fortunately, Miss Xueye is stupid and cannot understand the murderous look in Miss Meiji's eyes, otherwise this would be another Shura field.
The white fog in the city flowed and dispersed, and the sun gradually rose from below the high-rise buildings. After breakfast, Kawashima Miki and Kasahara Fuka-Eri returned to the car, and Fujiwara Izaya packed up and brought a small backpack.
Also getting ready to go out.
"Fujiwara-kun..." Riho Yukino shouted.
Fujiwara Izaya turned around: "What's wrong?"
Leaning against the bar, she frowned slightly: "When will you come back? Ryoko and I will leave for Nagano Prefecture after moving... I'm coming back late, I'm afraid you won't be able to make it in time..."
"I'll go with them."
"Um……"
"See you there." Fujiwara Izaya smiled and quietly pointed to the car outside the door, "That tigress is waiting for me to explain. I will be scolded if I don't accompany her."
The sun was rising gradually, and mist remained in the sky. Yukino Riho raised her head and smiled.
Some things suddenly became clear in my heart.
"Who is she?"
"Miss Meiji. Isn't my eldest wife, a rich lady, very beautiful?"
"Hmm... I'm quite envious of her. I also want to earn more money. Fujiwara-kun... will you teach me?"
"good."
"Thank you." Yukino Riho said, "Fujiwara-kun is so gentle."
It was not gentle, Fujiwara Izaya turned around with a smile.
It's just fraternity and wanting to give every beautiful monster sister a warm home.
When they got to the car, Kawashima Miji leaned against the car door and turned to look at him.
"She is a snow girl." Fujiwara Izaya explained.
Kawashima Miji's expression softened a bit, her little nose wrinkled, and she ignored him. She just looked at the other side of the road quietly as if she was angry, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart, and she looked a little resentful.
"Snow girl..."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked into the bakery, then bent down and got into the cab.
"Let's get in the car and talk slowly." Fujiwara Izaya took Kawashima Miji's little hand and opened the back seat.
"Don't touch me!" Kawashima Miji shook him off and angrily got into the back seat, folding her arms and sulking.
Judging from the extent of Fujiwara Izaya's love for Xuebao, she has basically concluded that this woman must be her sister. There is just one more person in the harem. It would be strange if she could give Fujiwara Izaya a good look.
The yellow Ferrari left the bakery, while Yukino Riho was still dazed at the counter.
She is essentially a quiet woman.
I have always been ignorant about emotional matters. Now, watching Ferrari leave from a distance, I feel an indescribable complexity in my heart. Thinking back to the two beautiful women just now, I felt a little depressed for a while.
There were some things that she couldn't understand. She held the book in her hands and thought childishly: She would become a rich woman in the future and buy a sports car, which would be much more expensive than the yellow one...
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The Ferrari drove onto the Metropolitan Expressway and headed towards Hachioji.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri was concentrating on driving the car. In the back seat, Fujiwara Izaya's left hand was around Kawashima Miji's waist, and his right hand was dragging her perky buttocks, which were very elastic, and the mature aura was so exciting that it made people breathe.
rapid.
Kawashima Miji put her arms around his neck and kept looking out the car window.
"Don't be angry." Fujiwara Izaya gently rubbed her cheek.
Kawashima Meiji had a sullen face and said nothing.
"Speak, ma'am."
"I don't want to say it, but do you care?"
"Are you jealous again?"
Kawashima Meiji glanced at him sideways, and then looked at the traffic outside the window: "...I'm not jealous."
"I see, my wife has the broadest mind." Fujiwara Izaya chuckled, looking a little confident, "You will be my sister from now on, you are not allowed to bully Yukino, you know."
Kawashima Miji's face couldn't help but blush, and then she hit him on the head several times with her fist angrily like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Smile, smile, you are still smiling! Now you are satisfied, right?
!Tell me clearly, how many more--"
"Let me count." Fujiwara Izaya pondered for a moment and then said cautiously, "The bottom six."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri's hands shook and she almost drove the car out of the guardrail.
Kawashima Miji suddenly twisted his ears and stared at him fiercely: "Why are you so greedy!... Let me ask you! Who are these six!"
"Senior, you and Miss Yukino, and my aunt and sister Fuka-Eri."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri frowned.
"Don't count me in," she said coldly.
"Impossible!" Fujiwara Izaya looked over Kawashima Miki's shoulder, "I told you in Minami Izu that it would take three months to melt you, but that's not... Oh,
It hurts! Madam, please let go—"
Kawashima Miji had a dark face and used her fists to hit him all over his body.
As the Ferrari flew past, the familiar city scenes continued to recede, and the flat scenery turned into a more eye-catching scene of mountains. After entering the Hachioji territory, the sightlines on both sides were blocked by the lush mountains.
Miki Kawashima was probably tired from the beating, so she lay on Fujiwara Izaya's body to rest.
With her eyes closed, her head rested gently on his shoulder, and she breathed quietly through her nose. Fujiwara Izaya lowered his head, and a bra style appeared under her clothes. From the white skin of the V-shaped neckline, a deep smile was revealed.
shadow.
Fujiwara Izaya closed his eyes.
Take a deep breath.
There were some things that he couldn't control if he wanted to. Kawashima Miji opened her eyes slightly and glared at him with disgust.
"If Fuka-Eri hadn't been here, I would definitely want you to look good." Fujiwara Izaya threatened her, holding her tightly with his hands, keeping her close to him without any gaps.
"Bite you to death!" Kawashima Miji opened her mouth and bit him on the collarbone.
"You are a puppy!" Fujiwara Lin bit back not to be outdone.
After fighting for a while, both of them were blushing and panting.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri coughed lightly.
"...Let go!" Kawashima Miji was a little shy and struggled to leave his arms.
But Fujiwara Izaya couldn't get what she wanted, so he simply turned around, half-lying on the back seat, and then pushed Miss Miiki hard. Kawashima Miiki was caught off guard and lay down on his legs.
.
And her own calf just fell on Fujiwara Izaya's face.
The slender and beautiful legs are wrapped in a layer of fine black silk, which is as soft as water waves. The thighs are smooth and plump, the calves have no fat at all, and the skin still smells of roses. They are such a perfect pair of legs!
"Are you disgusting?" Kawashima Miji couldn't get away, so she raised her leg angrily and slapped his cheek several times with her calf.
Her current posture is very ambiguous. As long as the movements of her legs are slightly larger, under the green miniskirt, the black lace edges on the outer thighs can be vaguely seen.
"This is the mood, okay?" Fujiwara Izaya gently pulled off the smooth black stockings and pinched the fleshy part of her thigh, "Miss Meiji's charm is becoming more and more charming, she is so mature.
It seems like you can squeeze out some water with just a squeeze."
"Not serious!"
Kawashima Miji cursed angrily, then raised her foot and stepped on it.
Two pieces of black silk soles stepped on his left and right cheeks respectively, grinding them like flour.
What Kasahara Fuka-Eri observed in the rearview mirror was a warm and sweet scene!
Um.
Harmony between husband and wife.
And also loving and loving.
She felt quite redundant... Kasahara Fuka-Eri stared straight ahead with an expressionless expression.
There are no traces of the city along the highway. Farm-style buildings continue to increase, and the number of light trucks has greatly increased. Within an hour and a half, the Ferrari turned off the highway and drove on the small roads of Nagano Prefecture.
The route is extremely complicated, climbing up and down the steep hills, it is difficult to miss the narrow road like a car, and there are countless bends and corners. Kasahara Fuka-Eri still does not slow down in such a place, and the high-speed tires are turning the road
The pebbles bounced far away.
Finally, the road surface became a little smoother, and the Ferrari drove into a gloomy cedar forest.
The fir trees are tall and straight, and when they are formed into one, they have the aura of blocking out the sky and the sun, shrouding everything in dim shadows. Even the air becomes clammy and cold due to the height and lack of light, and the moisture is deodorizing the skin.
.
"Does anyone live in this place?" Kawashima Miki still stepped on Fujiwara Izaya's face with her feet.
"It's a semi-uninhabited area that few people have set foot on. Except for the tourist area in front, it's not an exaggeration to say it's a semi-uninhabited area..." Fujiwara Izaya sniffed her body fragrance and said happily, "But it's very lively at night.
, the mountains are full of mountain spirits, and there are many little chinchillas.”
Kasahara Fuka-Eri turned the steering wheel fiercely.
"Bah-"
Amidst the sound of tires scraping against the ground, the car was scratched by several branches.
Naturally, the mountains and forests in this area were not well maintained, and many of the notes extended to the middle of the road. The Ferrari drove very fast, ramming past, and breaking many branches along the way.
"Slow down..." Miji Kawashima held the front seat tightly with both hands, her face a little pale, "If this continues, the coffee I drank in the morning will spill out!"
"We'll be there soon." Fujiwara Izaya let go of her feet, stood up, held her in his arms, and patted her back gently, "Next time, come back at night, and I'll fly you home."
"Let me ride you home." Kawashima Miji muttered.
"No problem." Fujiwara Izaya lowered his head and kissed her.
After a while, Kawashima Miji pushed him away in disgust and wiped her lips: "It's all saliva!"
After every kiss, her soft oval face will have a slight blush, and her charming complexion like a ripe peach, just one look at it will tell you how sweet and delicious it is.
The Ferrari drove out of the cedar forest and the light became brighter.
Kawashima Miji looked around and found that she had arrived at a mountainous basin.
The mountain is steep and steep, approaching directly in front of you.
There are many houses along the road, and a wisp of white smoke curls up. They are probably making lunch. In front of each house, firewood is piled high, and cats take a nap on it. On both sides of the hillside are green terraced fields of grass seedlings, lush and green.
The ground extends in all directions.
"If it's autumn, the mountains and fields here are covered with golden rice and red maple leaves," Fujiwara Izaya said.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri imagined that scene and thought it was very beautiful.
Not long after, a small hot spring resort appeared on the roadside, with a green-painted awning, like an isolated island in the mountains. Kasahara Fuka-Eri stopped the car, and the three of them got out of the car and walked.
The rich smell of green grass comes to your nose, and you are surrounded by green forests, giving you a feeling of being particularly rich in oxygen.
Several dogs barked "woof" and followed behind them.
"The air is so fresh!" Kawashima Meiji stretched out and curiously looked at the dogs behind her, "Why are they following us?"
"I'm the boss here." Fujiwara Izaya smiled and snapped his fingers.
Those yellow dogs immediately saluted him motionlessly, as if they had pressed the pause button.
"You are the boss dog!" Kawashima Miji kicked his butt and smiled happily.
"Then you are Mrs. Dog."
"not bad."
Being called a dog lady, Kawashima Miji is not angry and seems to enjoy it.
Bypass the village and walk towards the mountains.
Gradually, there were no more people or fields around.
There is a small river flowing beside the road that is almost buried in grass. The water is clear and occasionally fallen leaves float down.
After crossing a small wooden bridge, a hiking entrance appeared on the roadside. A group of tourists were carrying hiking bags and talking excitedly and anxiously. They all had blue ribbons on their chests, looked good, and had straight backs.
I saw two beauties passing by, and someone whistled.
"nausea!"
Kawashima Miji glared at them coldly.
Several people immediately felt a chill, their legs and feet were trembling and they fell into the water.
Then, as if to prove that she had a right wife, Kawashima Miki reached out and took Fujiwara Izaya's arm.
"What about you?" Fujiwara Izaya looked at Kasahara Fuka-Eri and also extended his hand, "Come on, hold me."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri glanced at his arm wrapped around Kawashima Miki's chest, and her face instantly turned cold.
"Don't think too much. There is a barrier in front of you. You can't get in without me holding you." Fujiwara Izaya explained.
"..." Kasahara Fuka-Eri hesitated, gritted her teeth, and slowly stretched out her hand and placed it on his palm...
Fujiwara Izaya opened his fingers directly and held her firmly with their ten fingers interlocked.
"...You!" Kasahara Fuka-Eri's whole body trembled.
"Haha, let's go home!" Fujiwara Izaya didn't care what she was thinking, he took them with his left hand and his right hand and walked towards the mountain.
There are continuous woods on both sides of the small hiking trail, and the chirping of birds can be heard from time to time in the forest. The sound sounds particularly clear, as if it has been partially amplified.
"Hey, it's still comfortable in a place with no one." Kawashima Miki and Fujiwara Izaya held hands and walked on the path covered with dead leaves. Thinking back to the few people just now, she sighed helplessly: "For women,
It is unfortunate to be born beautiful. No matter what kind of man he is, if he takes one look at me, he will immediately turn into a beast and will definitely have evil thoughts."
"Don't scold me too," Fujiwara Izaya complained.
"You are a beast too!" Kawashima Miji shook her hand angrily.
His little hand was held tightly by him and he couldn't shake it off.
"I think so too." Kasahara Fuka-Eri felt the cool breeze blowing from the forest and the heat on her cheeks. "I just walked around the street in a good manner, and all the men who passed by me always...
He is following me with his eyes shining like a thief. Just walking around like this makes me upset."
Fujiwara Izaya felt that the two of them were in Versailles.
But it doesn't matter, they are all his people anyway. Stepping on the sunlight scattered among the leaves, he thought proudly: Only he can be worthy of them.
"Are you there yet?" Kawashima Miji asked, looking into the distance.
There are mountains and forests on all sides, and you can't see the end at a glance. After walking for a while, you will feel nervous.
"Here." Fujiwara Izaya pointed to the distance with his chin, "We'll be there if we pass through it."
The two women looked in the direction he pointed.
A dark tunnel is embedded at the foot of the mountain. From a distance, it looks like an entrance to another world.
In the world of monsters, the meaning of tunnels is the same as that of torii gates in the human world. They are passages that separate two worlds.
"Go in."
Fujiwara Izaya led the two of them into the tunnel.
"Buzz~"
The air shook slightly, and a cool breeze came over.
As his vision dimmed and then brightened, Kawashima Meiji was surprised to find that he was now on a sunny slope. The summer wind was blowing, the crisp leaves were beating happily, the meandering rivers, green fields, and undulating hillsides were infinitely visible from before his eyes.
Extend it.
In the scattered waves further away, among the tangled trees, several quaint buildings are inadvertently exposed. Ancient houses with fluttering flags, alleys connected by wooden bridges, clear rivers under the bridges, and mist-shrouded piers. Under the shadow of the leaves.
There are small fish swimming around, and transparent shrimps stand on the tips of the grass blades.
"This is the town of Kamigakure." Fujiwara Izaya looked up, feeling the long-lost atmosphere of his hometown, "From north to south, it spans the Hida Mountains in the four prefectures of Toyama, Shinto, Nagano and Gifu, and the monster world of tens of thousands of square kilometers.
The palace of Lord Mountain God..."
The two women followed his example and looked up to feel the breath.
The air here is surprisingly fresh, and the surrounding silence is so quiet that you have to readjust your hearing to adapt. The sky seems to have penetrated the plateau, without a trace of clouds, and the skin can feel the soft sunshine without any hindrance.
Warmth.
"Why is there no movement?" Kawashima Meiji asked.
"If you want to move, that's not easy." Fujiwara Izaya smiled.
He suddenly let go of their hands and hugged their waists instead. Before the two women could react, he shouted: "Hold on!"
Swish——
The white wings spread out.
With the sound of breaking through the sky, it soared into the sky.
It was at this time that there was a change between heaven and earth.
At first, there were birds flying out, and more and more of them gathered into the sky, chirping as if they were playing music. Then there were fish in the lakes and rivers, one, two, three... more and more.
Fish of various colors jumped out of the water, as if dancing.
"Lululu, Lululu..."
Halfway up the mountain, deep in the forest, the beautiful melody floating in the air is the sound of the transverse flute.
The chubby chinchilla butler, wearing a lotus leaf hat on his head, waved his chubby little hands in a naive manner.
More and more translucent elves are appearing on the treetops; monsters that usually hide their bodies are also coming out of their nests. Looking down from the sky, this place has become a sea of monsters.
"People of the Hida Mountains," Fujiwara Izaya stood in the sky, his gaze slowly sweeping over each mountaintop, "Your god is back!"
In an instant, shouts like a mountain roar and a tsunami came from all directions.
"Welcome to the Nagano Mountain God——"
"Welcome to the Nagano Mountain God——"
"Welcome to the Nagano Mountain God——"
With the help of monsters like Yougu Xiang, the valley where the shouts echoed for a long time never weakened for a moment. Not only the ground, but also the water and the air were crowded with various monsters. A mountain boy played the flute,
A mountain spirit played a drum, and a tengu brought a red carpet and laid out a corridor from the air leading to the mountain temple. What is even more surprising are several demon kings with human faces and snake bodies.
Soaring into the sky, hovering around the red carpet like a guardrail.
Kawashima Miki and Kasahara Fuka-Eri were both a little dumbfounded.
This unprecedented shocking scene left them speechless for a long time. Even Mrs. Kasahara, who was hiding in Kasahara Fuka-Eri's handbag, stared at Fujiwara Izaya with wings for a long time with her eyes wide open.
He is really a big tengu——
He is also the god of Mount Nagano——
At this moment, the high-ranking Chairman Kasahara suddenly became worried.
She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to control it.
But this little bastard really has the courage, and he is shameless enough... Mrs. Kasahara believes that one day in the future, she will definitely play with fire and burn herself, and in turn he will take advantage of her. Even though she is big, one hand is absolutely