The commotion caused by Amaterasu's appearance subsided with her departure.
During the process, everyone temporarily lost consciousness. Except for Fujiwara Izaya, no one knew what happened at that moment. Even if Fujiwara Izaya told what happened at that time, no one would believe it.
How could a supreme god molest the groom in front of the bride at the wedding ceremony?
How ridiculous!
You can’t say that Amaterasu-sama is an NTR lover, right?
Especially Yukino Riho.
She, who had been Madam's maid for five years, would never believe this.
The sun is scorching in the sky and the heat is unbearable.
The wedding ceremony continues.
The sun shines on the hem of Fujiwara Izaya who is kowtowing at the door of the worship hall. The white dresses of the three brides behind him are also bathed in the sun, like folded white hibiscus, pure, bright and quiet.
The groom read out the vows, followed closely by the bride.
The divine mirror enshrined in front of the statue is glowing with black light.
In such an environment, Kasahara Fuka-Eri clearly felt the beads of sweat on her forehead crawling onto her cheeks, and the gods were watching her... She felt that the sound tapping her heart seemed to be the encouragement of the gods, who were attacking her.
There was a roar in the wall of my heart. There was an invisible sense of purity, gurgling from the bottom of my heart like clear and cool spring water.
She raised her eyes slightly and looked at Fujiwara Izaya standing in front of her.
He was waving the scroll, making a sound like the flapping wings of a dove. The palace minister next to him brought a pen, and the young man laid the scroll flat on the eucalyptus table, swinging it left and right a few times to show his piety. Finally,
He picked up the brush dipped in ink and gently brushed the tip of the brush over the scroll.
Then the light shone in from outside the door, and Kasahara Fuka-Eri clearly saw that she had become Fujiwara Fuka-Eri according to the name he wrote on the scroll.
After this ritual, the scroll will be sent to Gao Tianyuan and presented to the God of Yuanyue.
In this way, she confirmed her identity as Mrs. Fujiwara in the world of monsters and gods.
Obviously I'm still ready... Kasahara Fuka-Eri pursed her lips, and then puffed her cheeks slightly.
She has been to the Kasahara family ever since the weather started, and she has received a very good education in the process of changing from a girl to a young girl. In terms of relationships, she also knows the concepts of human love such as chastity, shyness, and devotion... So far
For the first time in her entire life, she felt that she was no longer alone, but had been labeled and belonged to someone.
And she needs to convince herself to take this result as a matter of course, and then accept and embrace it without any grudges.
Anyway, it was not of my own free will... Occasionally, I would have such self-deceiving thoughts. Kasahara Fuka-Eri followed the entire wedding process in a daze. When Fujiwara Izaya held hands and put on the ring, she couldn't help but feel...
I felt hypocritical in my heart... I am a wife, and I will always be like this in the future. The facts cannot be changed... Wow, I'm so sorry for Asuka!
Fortunately, my sister is far away in Tokyo at the moment.
Otherwise, according to her spoiled temper, she would definitely become a loser on the spot.
Thinking of this, Kasahara Fuka-Eri couldn't help but worry about her mother. Her eyes wandered around the guests, secretly guarding that her mother, who was hiding somewhere, would suddenly pop out and cause trouble.
The wedding ceremony ended just before noon.
The next thing was a banquet where all the guests present shared the food and drinks that had been withdrawn.
Kitagawa Ryoko was also given extra care and was invited to the VIP table.
On the low table in front of the girl, there are small but exquisitely presented foods, drinks and small plates. On each low table is a vase with lilies, the lilies that the n_bird just carried.
Flower. In traditional Japanese culture, n_ is the bird that helps the God of Love express his affection. In Shintoism, lily is one of the sacred flowers. The two elements are intertwined, and the girl feels the sacred meaning contained in love.
It would be great if Sister Yukino could also hold a wedding with me... Ryoko Kitagawa was eating cherry-pink unknown fish meat,
Occasionally she glanced inside the wedding hall, and one of the bride's profile faces was exactly in the same straight line as hers. She could vaguely catch a glimpse of the bride's beautiful profile face and a corner of her black hair hidden in the hood of her wedding dress.
The late summer sunshine sparsely shines on the courtyard.
It can be vaguely seen that the bride's bamboo shoot-like fingertips holding the corners of her clothes are glowing as white as snow. Together with the crepe silk handkerchief held by her fingertips, they are all endowed with pure divinity.
"What a beautiful bride—" Ryoko Kitagawa couldn't help but feel in her heart.
Although you can't see her face clearly, you can feel the beauty of the bride just by her slender figure and the curve of her jaw exposed between the hood. Being able to marry such a bride is a blessing that cannot be achieved in a few lifetimes.
.
Kitagawa Ryoko looked at it, and couldn't help but imagine Yukino Riho wearing Shiro Muzan in her heart.
actually……
Is there a possibility that the bride she is looking at is Yukino Riho?
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In the shrine, Fujiwara Izaya naturally noticed the gaze of Kitagawa Ryoko.
A human girl who likes female monsters is sitting outside in the lake and watching the wedding of the female monster she likes and the male monster she likes. It feels quite funny.
"What are you laughing at?" Riho Yukino noticed the strange smile on his face.
Fujiwara Izaya leaned over, pointed in the direction of Kitagawa Ryoko and said a few words. Finally, he did not forget to add, "Isn't this a kind of NTR?"
"Can you be more serious at this time..." Yukino Riho smiled with a headache, reached under the table and twisted his thigh, and then looked at Kitagawa Ryoko, "I came with them obviously, but I
They just left it alone, which shouldn't be the case."
"I didn't see you when I was happy last night and said I shouldn't."
"nonsense!"
"What nonsense? Last night, filth replaced purity, and vulgarity defeated elegance. From the second time on, you left everything behind, and you kept asking me to work harder, faster, and..."
Yukino Riho covered his mouth: "If you speak again, I will seal your mouth with ice."
Under the white dress, her appearance is very gentle and graceful, and her smile looks simple and elegant. When playing with Fujiwara Izaya, although her image is still demure as usual, she also has an irrepressible lazy and charming aura.
Fujiwara Izaya raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
Yukino Riho then let go of her hand.
"Would you like to see them this afternoon?"
"What?" Yukino Riho raised a puzzled look.
It must be reiterated.
The way she tilts her head slightly in confusion is the cutest thing in the world.
Fujiwara Izaya held her hand and came closer and said: "There is a garden party in the afternoon. I am afraid that you will be bored in the dormitory, so I plan to take you to participate. Of course, you just need to meet them. We still have it tonight.
Live with me. And...don't you think it's exciting to have a tryst at a garden party away from the public eye?"
Hearing this, Yukino Riho lowered his head slightly.
She cleverly concealed her shame, fearing that others would see it, which made Fujiwara Izaya feel happy.
"Participate?"
"Um."
"Are you going to have a tryst with me behind Ryoko's back?"
"OK."
Yukino Riho's extremely clear answer blended into her beautiful smile.
Obviously she still didn't understand how bad Fujiwara Izaya was, otherwise she wouldn't have agreed easily.
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After the noon banquet, the three ladies returned to the inner courtyard of the palace.
In Kasahara Fukaeri's room, Mrs. Kasahara was looking at the new dress sent by the maid. A bright red floor-length skirt, a collar painted with golden eyes, and large sleeves embroidered with gold and silver thread on a red background, painted with auspicious clouds and
The phoenix-patterned Xiapei, jade earrings, phoenix crown...the entire set of extremely complicated dress was placed on the table, which made people's eyes straighten.
"This gorgeous color looks so festive." Mrs. Kasahara turned around and said.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri sat in front of the mirror, staring blankly at her exquisite makeup.
At this time, the room had been decorated in red everywhere, with red carpets all over the floor, big red hydrangeas hanging from the ceiling, and various stickers cut out of red paper posted on the surrounding walls and furniture.
"This seems to be a Chinese-style dress, called Fengguanxiapei, right?" Mrs. Kasahara came up behind her eldest daughter.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri shook her head and said she didn't know.
"Oh, let mother see her newly married daughter..." Mrs. Kasahara smiled and held her cheek.
Out of shame, Kasahara Fuka-Eri instinctively shrank back, but her face could not escape. Her mother held her face and observed it very carefully, like carefully examining a piece of satin clothing that had been dug out from the bottom of a box.
Gradually, my daughter's cheeks turned a drunken and charming blush, she was really infinitely beautiful.
As she watched, Mrs. Kasahara suddenly sighed quietly: "That guy is really taking advantage of me."
"...Then you still let me marry you." Kasahara Fuka-Eri felt aggrieved.
"Well, since you are so unhappy..." Mrs. Kasahara pondered for a moment in a pretentious manner, and then showed an inexplicable smile, slightly tilting the corners of her mouth, "Okay, how about letting mother accompany him tonight instead of you?"
"..."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri was so shocked that she couldn't close her jaw.
"Haha, you are kidding. How dare you compete with your daughter for a man..." Mrs. Kasahara pulled up a chair and sat side by side with her eldest daughter. She combed her temples with both hands and looked at the cosmetics on the table. "Let mother use it."
How about a moment?"
"Okay." Kasahara Fuka-Eri had no idea what her mother was thinking.
Mrs. Kasahara picked up the white porcelain bottle on the table, put a few drops of perfume on her palms, and wiped it on her temples with both hands.
"The fragrance extracted from lilies." She said appraisingly, then picked up the lipstick on the table and applied it evenly on her plump lips, then pursed her lips, as if she thought the lipstick was too thick, so she used lacy
Use a small handkerchief to wipe off a little lipstick.
"Fuka-Eri."
"Um?"
"Help my mother draw her eyebrows."
"Uh...I can't."
"It doesn't matter. It's just for us, mother and daughter, so it doesn't matter if it looks ugly."
"All right……"
Kasahara Fuka-Eri picked up the eyebrow pencil and carefully drew lines on her mother's eyebrows.
Mrs. Kasahara has a noble face, double eyelids, and a very smooth line from cheek to jaw. The whole thing has an indescribable lyricism. Kasahara Fuka-Eri is also very beautiful, but in terms of temperament, she is cold and indifferent
Compared with her mother's noble charm that can attract men at a glance, she is inferior.
I was halfway through drawing my eyebrows when there was a knock on the door outside the house.
"It's okay to let him in..." Mrs. Kasahara chuckled and put her hands into her daughter's belt, "Mom can hide under the bed and won't hinder you."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri was quite nervous.
She was afraid that Fujiwara Izaya would break in and find her mother here, and he would mistakenly think that she had broken her promise.
Because of her nervousness and the high temperature at noon, her body was extremely hot. Beads of sweat appeared on her skin, and the overflowing sweat was mixed with the smell of perfume, giving off a fragrant fragrance in the room.
"Are you okay?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri asked towards the door.
"Oh, it's nothing serious. I just want you to get ready, take a shower and change clothes. We are going to play in the atrium."
"I don't want to go..."
"Everyone has gone, aren't you bored at home by yourself?"
"I don't……"
Just when Kasahara Fuka-Eri was about to continue to refuse, Mrs. Kasahara pinched her waist. So she could only change her words: "Okay, wait for me for a while."
"expect!"
The young man outside the door smiled and then left.
In the quiet room, there was the sound of silk rubbing against each other as he untied his belt.
"Mother?"
"Why are you still standing there? Take a shower and change clothes."
"...He invited me, and you don't need to, mother."
"Ouch!" Mrs. Kasahara put her hands on her waist and glared at her daughter: "If you have a husband, you don't want your mother to disturb you if you follow her, right?"
"No, it's not...I, uh,..."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri's demeanor of being slandered but not knowing how to defend herself is really innocent and cute.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Mrs. Kasahara put one hand behind her back to untie her belt, with a teasing smile on her lips, "You can have a tryst with him. Mother will find a place to cool off by herself. She will be fine."
Can Fuka-Eri Kasahara refuse?
She can't!
What made her even more worried was that her current mother was a woman who had no shame and indulged in vulgar pleasures. The aloof chairman smiled slightly, with white sharp teeth exposed at the corners of his open mouth, and seemed to be
Entering into preparations before hunting.
After taking off her clothes, Mrs. Kasahara's body was as plump as a white porcelain pot.
The skin is slender, soft, and has the air of late summer.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri, who is quite plump, is a little thin compared to her. After entering the bathtub, mother and daughter were close to each other. Mrs. Kasahara hugged her daughter's waist comfortably and looked at her smooth and soft breasts.
Body.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri was seen a little shy and couldn't help but hide in the water.
Although she is not bad in terms of figure, she is young, energetic and flexible. But I don't know if it is a psychological problem. In front of her mother, she always feels that she has shortcomings and needs to be improved.
"Don't worry." Mrs. Kasahara comforted her straightforwardly, "Your husband will make you look better."
"..." Kasahara Fuka-Eri blushed deeply.
If anyone had mentioned this topic to her, she would have beaten them up.
The mother is in late summer and the daughter is in early summer.
Its sleeping body is like a beautiful flower bed, which requires careful cultivation and careful cultivation by young gardeners before it can bloom.
Mrs. Kasahara couldn't help but touch her daughter.
"Ah--" Kasahara Fuka-Eri jumped up in fright.
"I'm so envious..." Mrs. Kasahara smiled and shook her head. The long black hair spilled from her back floated on the water, lazily like the tired wings of a bird.
His bare shoulders and arms were placed across the edge of the bathtub, his cheek pressed against it.
The warm spring water warmed the skin, and it was still very elastic... Mrs. Kasahara said to herself: What a waste! This tender skin is still full of traces of youth, and the excess vitality is simply a waste.
"What is mother talking about?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri asked.
"Oh, I said it's almost time. It's time to go out." Mrs. Kasahara stood up and walked out of the bath. The hot water slowly slid down her skin, feeling a slight itch as if it was being licked. It flowed down bit by bit from her shoulders to her thighs. , like a delicate caress.
Um.
A lonely middle-aged woman is like this.
Mrs. Kasahara gathered her hair, coiled it and fixed it with a comb.
Looking in the mirror, she no longer sneered, but suddenly laughed.
Kasahara Fukae on the side, watching her carefully grooming herself, with a look of longing for the future deep in her meticulous eyes...
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In the afternoon, Yukino Riho came to the area where guests stayed in the atrium and found a group of people from the Furukawa Kaikan.
"Sister Yukino!"
From a distance, Kitagawa Ryoko rushed over.
But she stopped immediately.
Then, the girl tilted her head, blinked her eyes, and saw Fujiwara Izaya in her sight.
Just as Fujiwara Izaya was about to say hello to her, he saw the girl's cheeks bulge. Then he pulled down his eyelids with both hands, stuck out his tongue and made a face at him. Then he took Yukino Riho's hand and pushed Yukino Riho hard. Sui walked forward.
"Sister Xueye, where did you go last night?"
"Uh... I spent time with Fujiwara-kun."
"Clam?"
"Okay, don't look so sad."
"Sister Xueye...you, you guys..."
Yukino Riho smiled and nodded.
Kitagawa Ryoko's nose felt sour: "Did you really confess your love to each other last night?"
"Uh, this..." Yukino Riho didn't know what to say, probably in order not to hurt the little girl's heart further. Then she smiled and said, "Yes, I have already confessed."
At this time, they were walking in the woods, and the clear morning sun filtered through the lower branches of the old trees, casting striped light and shadow. When Kitagawa Ryoko looked over, she could see the soft and lingering smile on Yukino Riho's face.
After being together for so long, she naturally understood that Sister Xueye was serious now.
Thinking that she was about to become a loser, the girl suddenly turned around and glared at Fujiwara Izaya fiercely: "You scumbag, don't get too proud so early! I tell you, Ryoko will not give up——"
The petite and cute girl frowned and gave a fierce look. She was quite cute.
Fujiwara Izaya glanced at her a few times and said with a smile: "Okay, let's compete fairly."
Yukino Riho looked at him helplessly, as if she was scolding him for having the nerve to tease a little girl.
"Sister Yukino, please wait for me." Kitagawa Ryoko let go of Yukino Riho's hand, then raised her chin and looked at Fujiwara Izaya through her nostrils, "I have something to say to him alone!"
"Well……"
Yukino Riho was stunned,
Then she remembered what happened last night, her face turned red and she winked at Fujiwara Izaya, signaling him not to bully the little girl.
Kitagawa Ryoko pursed her lips, walked towards Fujiwara Izaya, and turned her head.
Yukino Riho sighed helplessly: "You two, please don't fight..."
"Don't worry, at most it's a unilateral beating of the child."
"whispering sound."
Kitagawa Ryoko sneered disdainfully.
The two of them walked into the woods on the side of the path, one behind the other.
The greenery is lush, yellow butterflies are flying, and herons and egrets are chirping crisply from time to time.
As they walked, Kitagawa Ryoko found a clean shade to sit down. Fujiwara Izaya squatted opposite her and looked at each other for a long time. He put on a gentle and humble smile: "Okay, Miss Ryoko, what can I do?
"
Kitagawa Ryoko glanced at her, then turned to look at Yukino Riho outside the woods.
"It's no use even if you laugh." she said.
She looked serious, and Fujiwara Izaya also smiled seriously.
"I like Sister Xueye!" she said again.
"I know."
A dull tone.
Probably thinking that his reaction was too bland, Kitagawa Ryoko turned to look at him and repeated: "I like Sister Yukino!"
"I told you I know," Fujiwara Izaya showed an understanding smile, "I'm a serious male high school student who is at the forefront of the times, okay? It's not that rare for women to like women, why do you think it's so difficult for me?
Do you understand?"
"What's so proud about this..." Kitagawa Ryoko muttered.
Fujiwara Izaya asked her: "What are you going to do?"
"Anyway, I won't give up..." Ryoko Kitagawa held her chin with her hands and looked at Yukino Riho in the distance with some melancholy, "When I entered the club, I was less than ten years old. I was a child abandoned by my biological parents...
…Sister Yukino, who was my lady’s maid at the time, gave me a lot of love and care… It’s useless to tell you, an outsider, what happened here. Anyway, in Ryoko’s heart, Sister Yukino is the most important.”
"Okay, I understand." Fujiwara Izaya still smiled.
As soon as she saw his smiling face, Kitagawa Ryoko felt angry.
"Sister Xueye is so kind. If anyone feels sorry for her, I will kill him! A scumbag like you will definitely feel sorry for Sister Xueye. Instead of being killed by me, it's better to get out as soon as possible..."
"You can't kill me."
"I..." Kitagawa Ryoko's expression froze for a moment, then she muttered angrily, "Anyway, I want to stay with Sister Yukino."
"Um."
"...Can't you give me some reaction?"
"It's a good thing that someone cares about and protects her." Fujiwara Izaya smiled cheerfully, "She doesn't like women anyway, how should I react?"
"You..." Kitagawa Ryoko glared at him angrily, "You have a wife at home!"
"She knows."
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya's nonchalant attitude made Kitagawa Ryoko think this guy was really hateful.
"That wife of yours called the Empress is not a good person. What if she bullies Sister Xueye?" Kitagawa Ryoko stared, with the urge to pounce on him and fight him, "Anyway, you can't marry Sister Xueye back.
Family, you know this, but you still act shamelessly and don't hide anything. You told Sister Xueye everything and asked Sister Xueye to bear it. You are the most despicable..."
"Um."
Fujiwara Izaya nodded without making any excuses.
From this point of view, he is indeed inferior to the girl.
Compared with the love in her heart, Fujiwara Izaya's love may not be that pure, and he has not sugarcoated this.
After being silent for a long time, he looked at Kitagawa Ryoko with a serious look on his face and said with a smile: "So from now on, the competition will be fair. Come over with whatever tricks you have. If I frown, I am not a man."
When Kitagawa Ryoko saw that he finally gave in, she hummed proudly, stood up and walked away. Before taking a few steps, she turned her head again, said harshly, "We'll see", and then started running all the way.
, happily ran towards Yukino Riho.
Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but laugh again.
With this interesting Sayuri watching her, she could just remind him to be nicer to Yukino Riho in the future, otherwise even an underage girl would dare to jump out and steal a woman from him.
Kitagawa Ryoko pulled Yukino Riho and walked very fast, disappearing from sight soon after.
Fujiwara Izaya walked in a hurry and arrived at the garden party area.
This is a large traditional Japanese-style garden. The flowers are neatly trimmed and beautifully planted. There are green plants everywhere, and there are many dry landscape decorations. The walking paths are like threads threading through the forest. There is a big river in the atrium.
It also flows through this place, with a large lake and countless pavilions where you can rest. There are stone lanterns, garden lights, and free drinks and food everywhere.
Of course.
What is even more eye-catching is the August cherry blossoms in full bloom in the garden.
In the whole of Japan, apart from the cherry blossoms that bloom out of season, this is the only place where you can see cherry blossoms in August.
Fujiwara Izaya walked through the entrance of a corridor and came to a tea room.
Three ginkgo trees provide shade from the sun and stretch out their lush branches and leaves majestically.
The wide roof has a graceful and smooth shape, which matches perfectly with the lush leaves of the ginkgo tree, making it as graceful as a noble woman.
I slipped into the house and there was no one inside.
Fujiwara Izaya waited for a while, and a familiar scent of perfume wafted from behind. When he looked back, it was Xia Xili standing there. She was wearing a fashionable two-piece tea-green twisted silk dress, and she looked like she was getting ready to go.
Nobles attending a Western-style banquet.
"Where are they?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
"Coming soon." Xia Xili smiled and brought snacks and tea from the compartment, "Before they come, Lord Mountain God, please let Li Zi serve you."
"Weird."
Fujiwara Izaya shrugged his shoulders.
After experiencing another challenging game that could stifle people to death, Kasahara Fuka-Eri and Kawashima Miki, who had changed into ordinary kimonos, arrived belatedly.
"Where did Xueye go?" Xia Xili asked while wiping her hands on his clothes.
"Oh, I went shopping with a friend first." Recalling what happened just now, Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but smile again, "That girl is quite interesting. I'll introduce you to her if I have a chance."
"Huh?" Xia Xili's interested smile showed a slight caution.
Kawashima Miki also walked over and picked up a bench inadvertently. Although Kasahara Fuka-Eri didn't say anything, the way she looked at the bench in Kawashima Miki's hand clearly meant that she didn't want to be merciful when she smashed it over.
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Fujiwara Izaya came to his senses and raised his hands helplessly when faced with their angry looks: "She likes women!"
Only then did Kawashima Miji put down the stool.
Several people talked in the room for a while, uu read books www.uukanshu.com and left the tea room after more than ten minutes to meet up with Yukino Riho.
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In another pavilion in the courtyard, there is a table covered with crimson felt, where guests can enjoy tea and talk.
Next to the pavilion is a large lake, and many guests are feeding the fish with erbium food. Carp are clustered on the shore in groups, and some even turn their bodies out of the water. The coolness on the lake spreads around, and the cherry trees
And the reflection of the pine trees is also swaying slightly.
Yukino Riho, wearing a long-sleeved kimono, came out of the dim trees and walked to the pavilion, followed by Kitagawa Ryoko who was chattering all the way.
"Sister Xueye, break up with him quickly!"
"The snow girl must stick with her until the end."
"Don't follow those old rules, it's 2020!"
"How can this rule be called obsolete!"
Facing the nagging girl, Yukino Riho didn't feel impatient, but just a little amused.
"Such a scumbag can't possibly bring happiness to Sister Xueye." Ryoko Kitagawa pulled his sleeves and shook his head all the time, "He doesn't even look at himself in the mirror, so why is there such a thing as that hateful face?"
A girlfriend! It would be fine if he was as powerful and powerful as Lord Yamagami, but there is only a small, dilapidated shrine. Such a person cannot protect Sister Yukino at all!"
As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Yukino Riho wanted to laugh even more.
Approaching the pavilion, Kitagawa Ryoko took her hand: "Wouldn't it be better to come in and have tea together? ...The seat is empty now."
"Let's go in." Yukino Riho also felt a little thirsty.
As soon as they walked into the pavilion, two figures appeared not far away.
Takenaka Akihi, who was walking with Yaeko, saw the snow girl in the pavilion and walked over immediately.