205. Let Amaterasu crown Fujiwara's husband's surname!
As soon as her lips were released, Kawashima Miji immediately curled up, her hair falling down blocking her sweet and shy oval face.
Fujiwara Izaya put one arm around her waist, and the other hand gently held Yukino Riho's shoulder next to her.
Yukino Riho slowly came closer.
Those picturesque and demure brows, her eyes as clear as empty mountains washed away by fresh rain.
"Worried you." He said with a chuckle.
"It's okay..." Yukino Riho's lips curled up slightly, "I was really worried when I saw you covered in blood, but my wife said you just fainted due to loss of strength, so I felt relieved."
Fujiwara Izaya's hand touched her face, touching the long black hair as smooth as satin.
Yukino Riho covered his hand with both hands and smiled demurely: "It's just a minor injury, and I won't be able to do it in the future."
"Mrs. Riho, give me a kiss," Fujiwara Izaya requested.
Yukino Riho gritted her teeth, glanced at Kawashima Miji who had her head lowered, then narrowed her eyes and brought her lips together.
It's cool, soft, and has a refreshing fragrance.
She is a snow girl... her legs are beautiful and her body and mind are flawless. The moment Fujiwara Izaya touched her lips, he immediately felt all her softness.
The air becomes humid.
Yukino Riho leaned half of her body against him, her face was reddish, and her originally elegant face had a glamorous look. Her eyes were more like the surface of a rippling lake, which was really beautiful. At this moment, the two of them returned to their trance.
That night in the hidden town, she was surrounded by flying cherry blossoms and noisy singing and dancing. In the peaceful and noisy night, she only had eyes for him.
As they kissed, Fujiwara Izaya felt his waist being squeezed.
After letting go of Yukino Riho, he lowered his head and saw Kawashima Miki glaring at him angrily.
Mrs. Mei Ke is blindly jealous again.
"Is it only Miji who cried?" Fujiwara Izaya asked Yukino Riho funnyly.
Kawashima Meiji blushed.
Yukino Riho said with a smile: "Yes, she was the only one who cried. This spider's tofu heart is too soft..."
"It's more cute to say that it's a girl's heart." Fujiwara Izaya held Kawashima Miki's waist to prevent her from escaping, while teasing her, "On the surface, she is a charming and charming empress, but in fact she is a love-minded little girl.
The girl... her husband started crying after being slightly injured, and felt like the sky was about to fall..."
Kawashima Miji's ears turned red, and her pretty face was full of shame and anger.
She raised her face and said bitterly to Fujiwara Izaya: "Who is worried about you? Don't be shameless... You, don't go too far!"
The angry face of some little girls makes her even cuter.
"Meiji is so soft and cute," Fujiwara Izaya said happily.
"Um?"
Kawashima Meiji looked sulky, grabbed him with mock contempt, and sneered: "You are the weak one now."
Fujiwara Izaya was stunned for a moment, understood the meaning behind her words, and said with an angry smile: "The scar has healed and you have forgotten the pain, right? You have forgotten how you softly begged me for mercy before? Why don't you spare me, Meiji?"
I don’t dare anymore. How about letting Meiji go this time...do you need me to help you think about it?"
"Pooh……"
Kawashima Meiji's head shrank.
She secretly looked at Yukino Riho with shameful eyes.
In the past, when she felt that she couldn't bear it anymore, she would ask Sister Risui to come over and block the gun... But now Yukino Risuo turned her face away, as if "don't pull me off if you talk so hard", it's none of her own business.
"Riho can't save you!"
Fujiwara Izaya put both hands around her waist.
Kawashima Miji subconsciously twisted her waist, trying to break away. This was clearly a refusal to be welcomed in return.
Fujiwara Izaya leaned against her ear and whispered: "I am the Demon King now, and I will not fall behind even if I face Riho."
"Why are you showing off your power in front of me..." Kawashima Miji sneered.
Snapped.
Fujiwara Izaya raised his palm high, then brought it down hard, hitting her pert buttocks.
The palms and buttocks hit each other, and the sound was muffled. It didn't mean much punishment, but more of teasing.
Kawashima Miki was suddenly beaten. After being stunned for a moment, she bit her lip and stared at Fujiwara Izaya in shame and anger: "I'm angry!"
However, Fujiwara Izaya thought she was extremely cute with her rosy face.
The charming Spider Queen is just a little wife who was spanked by her husband. This contrast in identity is the most attractive.
"How dare you be so arrogant?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
"Let me go!" Kawashima Miji turned her head away and tried her best to break away.
So I got another slap on the butt.
Kawashima Miji had a sullen expression and stopped talking.
"How should I admit my mistake?" Fujiwara Izaya asked from a high position.
Kawashima Meiji opened her mouth and said with great reluctance: "Meiji knows... I know she was wrong."
Fujiwara Izaya smiled with satisfaction, held her little face in his hands, and slowly came closer.
Kawashima Meiji did not hide away, but her expression was full of resentment, which was very tempting.
Her lips were sealed, and she could not speak, and could only let out a whimpering gasp.
There is a charm in the softness, like the happy song that a girl hums softly when she is happy.
After a long time, the lips parted.
Kawashima Miji buried her face in her hair again. She was so embarrassed and annoyed that she completely lost her previous tough-talking aura.
Fujiwara Izaya put his arms around her fair and straight neck, and rubbed her cheeks together. Kawashima Miji did not struggle, and hugged her with both hands, and the couple hugged each other tightly.
Yukino Riho looked at her for a long time, tilted her head, and said softly: "Meiji is just tough-talking every time, and immediately gives in as soon as she is kissed. It's so boring."
"..." Kawashima Miki's face was full of resentment, and she wanted to show off the majesty of the empress, but she was afraid of being laughed at by Fujiwara Izaya, so she hesitated and widened her eyes to express her dissatisfaction.
Fujiwara Izaya said softly: "Are you unhappy about being bullied?"
Kawashima Meiji snorted coldly and said nothing.
"I'll let you bully me back in the future." Fujiwara Izaya pinched her fleshy cheeks. It felt really good.
Kawashima Miki's face became soft and weak. She buried her face on Fujiwara Izaya's shoulder and hummed at the tip of her nose: "Husband, hold Miki..."
The soft and adorable new bride has such a coquettish tone!
Fujiwara Izaya's fingers gently touched her waist, and she couldn't help but move her body. She nudged him lightly with her head, indicating that it was time for him to take the next step.
"Okay, I know..." Suddenly he seemed to understand something, Fujiwara Izaya smiled lightly, "I have to go find the next two chairman directors and the great god, but I don't have time now..."
Kawashima Meiji curled her lips angrily.
"I'm going out for a while." Fujiwara Izaya stroked her long hair, his words were extremely gentle.
Kawashima Meiji said oh.
The husband is going to meet another woman, and it is obvious that she is unhappy and not in high spirits.
Fujiwara Izaya lowered his head, kissed her deeply again, then turned to look at Yukino Riho: "Please, Mrs. Riho, please keep an eye on this little girl."
"wait……"
Yukino Riho turned around, took out a set of intact haori hakama from the closet and helped him put it on.
She tied her belt thoughtfully, then stood up on her tiptoes and kissed Fujiwara Izaya.
Fujiwara Izaya walked to the door and looked back, looking at the clear and beautiful eyes respectively. He waved his hand and showed a bright smile: "I will also make good money to support my family today!"
Kawashima Miji rolled her eyes at him.
Yukino Riho covered her lips with her hands and chuckled: "Work hard to make money and buy me a sports car, which is better than Meiji's Ferrari."
"Buy two!"
Fujiwara Izaya smiled cheerfully.
Stupid woman, she is really the ideal object of all men... She is usually quiet, virtuous, and generous, but sometimes she shows some daughterly feelings. She is like a little flower on the roadside, living quietly and blooming quietly.
Only when you notice her, her burst of beauty in a moment can make your mind wander, and you will surrender to her and become obsessed with her...
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In the darkness before dawn, the lights in the cruise ship's rooms showed a clear line on the sea.
Fujiwara Izaya walked down the aisle.
Feeling the abundant demon power in his body, he had a very strange feeling.
His body was so light that every step he took felt like he was stepping on cotton. This was a state that he had not yet had time to adapt to after his strength had been greatly enhanced.
Not only has his strength increased, but after becoming the Demon King, his perception has suddenly become much sharper, and he can even vaguely see the road ahead. It is a thick vine, Miji and Riho, the Kasahara family
With the Hoshimi family and his daughter, the Omikami...many people are wrapped around the vines headed by him, spreading and growing into the distant future.
feel good.
He stretched out and breathed in the comfortable sea breeze.
"I can finally fly freely..."
When he was very young, he had the ability to soar into the sky, dive into the deep sea, and fly freely among thousands of mountains and rivers. In the small town of Shenyin, he trained with his father, and when he was tired, he would hide in his mother's house.
If he is willing to go out, he is no different from an ordinary child. He learns drawings and texts, walks in the mountains and forests holding his mother's hand, and competes to see who can draw the most water...
After childhood, I spent my teenage years in Shikoku Shirakamine.
Skateboarding on the seaside road.
I like to let a group of little tengu compete to see who can fly high.
Throw paper airplanes into the sky, and fly with them. If you don't pay attention, you will rush to a very high place, staring at the pencil-like airplane cloud around you in a daze.
Every evening there are many tourists surfing on the beach.
The stray cat squatted on the breakwater to wash its face, looking at the sea from time to time, wondering why the dog could fly but it couldn't.
Later, my family all went to Takamagahara.
He packed his bags alone and took an overnight bus across the Seto Inland Sea to go to school in Tokyo.
Naturally, being in a big city is not as good as in the countryside.
In order to hide his identity well, he must be cautious everywhere.
In the first year, I met the tall and straight senior girl, and talked about life with her under the flying cherry blossoms. In the second year, I met the troublesome senior girl, who used her to practice arithmetic... Frankly speaking, this is definitely
Many people are envious of this life, but living under the rules of Yin Yang Lao will feel somewhat restrictive.
All this is over.
From now on, the sky is high and the sea is vast, and he can fly freely.
"So, I think I want to thank my aunt..."
Fujiwara Izaya smiled to himself and twitched the tip of his nose.
Smelling the smell, he went to the top floor of the cabin and opened a large door.
Behind the door are layers of red gauze curtains, which ripple gently with the air flow.
I vaguely saw neat clothes stacked beside the bathtub, and a beautiful lady like jade was washing her body in the clear and warm spring water. I couldn't see who it was, but I could only see the mist of water on her beautiful face, which was graceful and graceful.
Fujiwara Izaya came closer.
Through the gauze curtain, I saw a graceful figure sitting by the bathtub, her feet gently washing the water. She seemed to have finished washing her hair. She lifted up her wet long hair with one hand and put on a red dress with the other hand.
He put his pajamas on his body and straightened up.
Water drops rolled down from her tight and straight legs, and her figure was swaying.
"I am coming."
Fujiwara Izaya walked quickly inside.
In the hot air, Mrs. Kasahara, who had just finished bathing, turned back, looked at each other and smiled.
Her long hair was hanging loose, her skin was pink and the bright red of her nightgown was as bright and hot as if it were burning.
"If I had known this, I would have come here as soon as I woke up..." Fujiwara Izaya said with regret.
A gorgeous smile appeared on Mrs. Kasahara's lips: "It's not too late."
There was a faint sound of water coming from the bathtub.
Could it be Yako... Fujiwara Izaya rushed in immediately.
"stop!"
A cold voice came through the curtain.
It's Amaterasu's voice.
The wind that came from nowhere raised the red gauze high.
A very beautiful figure appeared in the bathtub.
Amaterasu was half asleep and taking a nap against the edge of the bathtub. Her fair skin shone with mysterious fluorescence, making her very beautiful and holy. Beside the bathtub, Mrs. Hoshimi was half-kneeling, squeezing her shoulders.
Under the soft light, Mizi's side face still looked so demure and elegant.
Her hair was also a little wet and draped over her shoulders, as soft as loose seaweed.
"Why bother Yako with such a thing? Of course, let me do it..." Fujiwara Izaya volunteered.
Amaterasu raised her hand and patted him out of the living room.
Then, she also got up from the bath and opened her arms.
The crystal water droplets slid down her graceful body, but were evaporated by the sun goddess's body temperature before they even hit the ground.
Mrs. Hoshimi unfolded the red dress, put it on for her, and carefully fastened the buttons in front of the skirt. She had a noble and plump figure, a slender waist, her exposed calves were smooth and delicate, and her bare feet also looked noble and exquisite.
In the living room, Fujiwara Izaya had just gotten up when a blood-red figure appeared in his eyes.
Amaterasu moved out.
The dress is like a coquettishly swaying flower bud.
"Amaterasu Amaterasu is getting more and more beautiful!" Fujiwara Izaya showed a smile that only a junior can have.
This is not something that goes against your will.
As the supreme god, Amaterasu is always so mature and gorgeous, and full of majesty that cannot be looked directly at. At this moment, she has just finished bathing, and she is wearing a suitably cut dress with complicated patterns, which makes her noble and delicate body even more charming.
, charming and touching.
Listening to Fujiwara Izaya's praise, Amaterasu smiled lightly.
She sat down on the tatami and lit the ceramic maid lamp on the eucalyptus table.
The candle flickered.
The two chairman directors also came closer.
Mrs. Kasahara was half leaning against the table, grabbing a strand of hair and twirling it between her fingers. She looked at Fujiwara Izaya with an expression that was both admiring and calculating.
Mrs. Hoshijian is sitting on her knees, her long hair is untied, and her dress is loosely spread out, like a white lotus blooming.
The three stunning women who have just finished bathing are like the newly-haired vegetation in early spring, making people feel infinitely beautiful.
The sound of a siren came from outside.
"Did the ship go back?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
"We can return to Yokohama at dawn." Mrs. Kasahara glanced at him, her double eyelids from lack of sleep showing beautiful lines.
"Are you tired?"
"Isn't it? I haven't slept all night. Staying up late is very harmful to an old aunt like me..."
"Come here and let me rub it for you."
A rustling crawling sound was heard.
Mrs. Kasahara crawled over on her knees and laid her head on Fujiwara Izaya's lap.
Fujiwara Izaya pressed his hands around her eyelids and massaged them slowly.
She squinted her eyes in contentment and twitched her lips slightly. Fujiwara Izaya looked down. There were three mothers and daughters in the Kasahara family. Among them, the youngest daughter looked very similar to her mother. The helix of the ears, the posture of the waist, and the shape of the legs and toes were all integrated into it.
My mother's style is really subtle.
Mrs. Hoshimi glanced at her best friend: "So shameless..."
"Hey -" she looked at Fujiwara Izaya and said, "Come to Yako's mother."
"do not go!"
Mrs. Kasahara turned her head and leaned against Fujiwara Izaya's knees. She stared at him with a smile and said, "Hey, I have a question. When you kissed Xiangxiang, what kind of fragrance did you feel on Xiangxiang's lovely lips?"
"Why--"
Fujiwara Izaya felt a little dazzled.
At this time, her expression and appearance looked very much like Asuka.
"It is said that when a girl is in love, even her breath becomes sweet and pleasant." Mrs. Kasahara blinked her cunning eyes and smiled innocently and cutely, "Of course I have kissed Xiangxiang, but kissing you is sweet.
After all, fragrance is two different things, right?”
As she said that, she put her face close to hers.
"Your nose is so cold." Fujiwara Izaya whispered softly.
"What's the scent?"
"Citrus scent."
"Well, she is indeed my daughter."
"Okay, it's time to get down to business..." Fujiwara Izaya pushed her down to stop her from moving.
Mrs. Kasahara stuck out her tongue, then looked at Omikami and Mrs. Hoshimi with a proud look on her face: "I'll take a nap while you chat."
Mrs. Hoshimi glanced at her best friend: "You don't have the bearing of a chairman, and I feel embarrassed to be with you."
"I'm telling you a joke..." Fujiwara Izaya sneered, "Let's get started."
"The tengu made a noise, how rare it is." Mrs. Hoshimi sneered.
As expected of Yako's mother, even her scolding tone is so clear and sweet.
"This is a cat." Mrs. Kasahara opened her eyes and said nonchalantly, "And this cat is very affectionate. It likes to play and sleep in people's arms."
Mrs. Hoshimi smiled slightly and said, "It's said to be a cat, but in fact it's just a dog that can only peep."
"Really?" Mrs. Kasahara looked proud, "No matter if it's a cat or a dog, they are just my sister's little pets. If you want to tease him, Yako, please ask my sister..."
"With both cats and dogs, our house has almost become a zoo..." Fujiwara Izaya carefully smoothed things over and said jokingly, "Actually, cats and dogs are both good. Compared to foxes, they are much cuter.
Woolen cloth……"
The two ladies were stunned when they heard this, and stared at him at the same time: "Yes, your aunt is a fox!"
Fujiwara Izaya said with a sad face: "...let's talk about the Spanish Civil War, shall we?"
To a certain extent, he has not forgotten his original intention.
Amaterasu looked at the three of them with a smile.
Two competing mothers-in-law, a submissive son-in-law in the middle, and several wives who are not good at quarrels... She began to look forward to the fact that this family could bring a lot of joy to her boring life after going to Gao Tianyuan.
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Of course, as the supreme god, she can also step in as she pleases and make the fun even bigger.
The sky outside the window was pitch black.
The candles were still burning in the room, and the candles seemed to burn to the end.
When Amaterasu saw Fujiwara Izaya looking at her for help, she said, "I've been waiting for you. Yako, please serve some tea." After that, she looked at Mrs. Kasahara again and asked, "How is it?"
"All right."
Mrs. Kasahara got up and sat down.
The reason why Omikami was so polite was entirely for the sake of his son-in-law, and Chairman Kasahara would not fail to understand this.
Mrs. Hoshimi is much more docile.
As soon as Omikami spoke, she got up and went to the tea room next door, bringing a tea set over.
A round earthenware brazier was lit, with a small kettle placed on top.
Mrs. Hoshimi knelt down next to Fujiwara Izaya, picked up her hair from her hairline, tied it up casually, and blew air toward the stove with her face turned sideways.
When the flames flickered, her swollen cheeks looked so cute, without applying any powder, revealing her elegant and natural beauty. After the flames rose, her little hands flexibly cleaned the tea bowl with a small round bamboo brush, and the fire light
Her face glowed brightly and alluringly.
Fujiwara Izaya looked at her elegant movements.
Yako's mother is really like his mother, in every aspect... her status as a noble miko, her elegant and quiet temperament, and even her figure are perfect replicas...
"What are you looking at?" Mrs. Hoshimi asked while making tea.
"I remember that when I was a child, my mother would make tea for me like this." Fujiwara Izaya's voice was particularly soft. "Every time I was naughty, my mother would make tea for me like this. And then... my father would teach me a lesson.
, so making tea is a bit scary for me."
"coward."
Mrs. Hoshimi’s voice is pleasant and friendly.
"If Yako's mother cooks it, I won't be afraid." Fujiwara Izaya leaned his head over.
Mrs. Hoshimi hesitated for a moment and then took the bait.
Looking at Fujiwara Izaya's head resting on his chest, she still took out a hand and rubbed it gently.
You can't blame her... The main reason is that the boy was too close. Under the candlelight, the short hair tips on his neck also seemed to shine brightly, making him look so childish and cute.
His slightly upturned face, eyebrows and eyelashes were also moist, full of elegance.
Mrs. Hoshimi felt something warm hit her heart.
Her motherly instincts were immediately aroused. She touched the long hair on the boy's forehead with the fingers of one hand. After touching it for a while, she said with emotion: "Even though Fujiwara-kun always lies...but he is really good-looking."
It's a pity that I don't know little Fujiwara-kun, he should be very cute."
"I don't lie."
"Really? How long have you been deceiving Linzi? Really..."
"Senior, you don't blame me anymore, don't mention this matter again!" Fujiwara Izaya retracted his head happily.
Mrs. Hoshimi lowered her head, poured the brewed tea into the tea bowl, and handed the first bowl of tea to him with both hands: "Please use it."
"Thanks!"
As soon as Fujiwara Izaya left, he immediately moved back to her side.
He held the tea bowl and took a sip.
The tea brewed by the mother has a more mellow taste and a longer aftertaste than the tea brewed by the daughter.
Mrs. Hoshimi stirred the tea with a bamboo brush and continued to order tea for Mrs. Kasahara and Omikami.
As a tea room, this room seems too simple, but it can well reflect the brilliance of Miss Yako. She purses her lips tightly and has a girl-like serious expression, giving people a feeling of water and spirit, and her white hands are like flowers.
A blooming cherry blossom.
Fujiwara Izaya remembered something. The last time he attended a tea party, his senior sister ordered tea for him.
Compared with her daughter, her mother's temperament and charm are slightly better. She has a fair, slender neck and round shoulders, making her look younger and more energetic than her age. Her nose and mouth are as delicate and exquisite as those of her senior sister, but her eyes are
It's big and bright enough and very attractive.
Compared with the changeable amorous feelings of Mrs. Kasahara of the same age and status, Fujiwara Izaya could feel the pure and real beauty of Mrs. Hoshimi.
"Hey, Fujiwara-kun..." Mrs. Kasahara suddenly spoke and said sarcastically: "You have to be careful about Yako. She always pretends to be docile and innocent, but it's hard to say what's going on in her heart."
Mrs. Hoshiki blushed immediately.
Feeling like someone was reading her thoughts, she crossed her hands on her knees and placed them on her abdomen.
"You have the nerve to tell others?" Fujiwara Izaya laughed and scolded, "You are the best at this, Aunt Himeko!"
Mrs. Kasahara also came closer: "If you say bad things about me again, I'll shut your mouth!"
"good!"
Fujiwara Izaya shut up obediently.
"Huh~"
Mrs. Kasahara held the teacup and took a sip to cool it.
The scent of tea brings birds up, gentle and fragrant.
Her cute and cunning posture made Fujiwara Izaya forget the fact that she was older, as if he was next to a woman younger than himself.
There is no doubt that he is enjoying the pleasure derived from her experience with Mrs. Kasahara.
Himeko is a woman who really knows how to be a gentle passive person, or an inducer under the guise of meekness. Her soft shoulders just touch Fujiwara Izaya's shoulders at a distance, sweet and peaceful.
In Fujiwara Izaya's senses.
Now he is like a conqueror.
While dozing off, he let his slave Jizi wash his feet, feeling satisfied.
After Mrs. Hoshimi ordered tea and finally poured herself a cup, Fujiwara Izaya finally remembered the business and looked over to her and asked: "How is the situation in Tokyo?"
"It's not very optimistic," Mrs. Hoshimi frowned rather sadly, "The Shibuya area has really been set up with a huge demon power barrier. Although Chairman Hirofumi tried his best to evacuate the people, there are still many people
Trapped inside, even he himself is..."
"Don't worry, Chairman Hirofumi has great magic power, he will be fine..." Mrs. Kasahara looked sideways, "Compared to the monster barrier, the monsters attacking Tokyo from the outside are a bigger trouble."
"What's going on?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
"From Kansai, Hokkaido, Shikoku, Kyushu... groups of monsters have been found gathering in Tokyo from several places." Mrs. Kasahara said, suddenly paused, as if she wanted to say something more but swallowed it.
After a while, she sighed and said: "Your aunt is really in big trouble..."
"She is just one of the snowflakes..." Izaya Fujiwara spoke for his aunt as objectively as possible, "Although we cannot say that she is innocent, with her ability, she will never be able to deflect such a large avalanche... Even if she didn't
She and the major demon clan’s plans will proceed as usual.”
"Fujiwara-kun is right." Amaterasu, who had been silent all this time, nodded, "Furukawa Kaikan does know a lot of inside stories, but I can't tell you, because that would violate the rules I specified."
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Fujiwara Izaya looked at her.
The eyes of the two chairmen also fell on her.
"Why are you looking at me? I don't care..."
The majestic Supreme God immediately lost his temper.
"Ah -" she let out a long sigh of relief as if she was very tired, and then rolled to the side and lay down on the tatami, "Ah - it's so boring. Things in this world are really terrible. I don't want to look at them. I'll tell you later.
Go back to Takamagahara!"
"Let's figure it out ourselves." Mrs. Hoshimi said tiredly.
Mrs. Kasahara bit her nails and frowned in thought: "As long as Huang Quanguo doesn't get involved, our Yin Yang Lao can still handle it, but the existence of ghosts will definitely be exposed..."
Amaterasu, who turned his back to them, turned over and said, "It's long past time for mortals to know the truth about the world!"
If you want to collect more wish power, just say so... Fujiwara Izaya found it a bit funny, propped up an elbow on the eucalyptus, and stared at the face of the Omikami in the dim candlelight.
Amaterasu snorted and turned her face away from him.
Lying on her side on the ground, her loose robe spread out and her gorgeous hair flowed to the mat.
"Anyway, I contacted other branches and dispatched manpower to assist Tokyo today." Mrs. Kasahara rubbed her eyebrows, "Since the Meiji era, the biggest human-male conflict is probably unavoidable..."
Mrs. Hoshimi also rubbed her eyebrows in distress: "This time the situation is more critical than the attack of ten thousand monsters on Asakusa Shrine. I don't know how many casualties there will be..."
Fujiwara Izaya looked at Amaterasu's back silently.
The room became quiet.
"Don't look at me!" Amaterasu covered her ears.
Fujiwara Izaya crawled over and hugged her body: "Aunt Amaterasu~"
It's a bit like being coquettish with the elders.
Amaterasu shook her head like a child and said, "No, no, absolutely not."
There was expectation in the eyes of the two chairman of the board.
If the Great God can intervene, this crisis can definitely be resolved.
"You can't ignore your people..." Fujiwara Izaya hugged Amaterasu and put her on his lap, "And me, you have to let me enjoy a stable life for more than ten years before going to Takamagahara.
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Amaterasu covered her ears and raised the corners of her mouth unconsciously: "If you can't do it, you can't do it! The gods of Takamagahara are not allowed to interfere in human affairs. This is a rule I have personally set."
"The rules can be changed."
"It is a taboo to change an order in the morning and at night, and rulers must not commit it!"
"I don't want you to come forward in person, can you give me some tips?"
"Why are you worrying so much? Now take your wives with me to Gaotianyuan, and I will guarantee that you will be prosperous and wealthy forever!"
"I don't want sugar-coated bullets! If you really don't care, I won't go to Takamagahara!"
"Stop bargaining with me, what is your identity? I am the Great God of War, and whatever I say is what I say. Your father has set me up, and you still want to negotiate terms with me, seeking death! Also, you have taken possession of me since I was a child.
How cheap it is, but I’m still not satisfied..."
Amaterasu seemed to be very angry, and began to scold the Fujiwara family. The dignified Omikami used such a paternalistic and grumbling tone, which made the divinity in her become less and closer to him... Fujiwara Izaya's heart
I couldn't help but feel excited, thinking that the Great God is really fun.
After arriving at Takamagahara, you can hang out with Omikami every day.
Fujiwara Izaya hugged her noble body and smelled the fragrance on her neck.
In the past, he felt that Omikami was out of reach. Apart from taking advantage of her, he didn't have much thought in his heart. He even thought that she was not as attractive as Mrs. Kasahara... But if they really get along day and night, that would be another matter.
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"No, it's no, no matter how much you say, it's useless!" Amaterasu's delicate shoulders leaned back slightly, leaning against his chest, "If you try to persuade me again, I'll take you to Takamagahara right now. Even my wife won't let you take her.
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"Why?" Fujiwara Izaya pressed his hands on her lower abdomen.
Amaterasu looked at him with sharp eyes: "I asked you to go to Gao Tianyuan to see the Underworld, not to enjoy your retirement life! Do you still have the energy to meditate and practice with so many ladies? Of course you insist on taking them,
I won’t stop you either…”
As she spoke, she raised the palm of her right hand and made a downward cut gesture.
Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but tremble.
On the opposite side, Mrs. Hoshimi's vagina seemed to have lit up two groups of cold fireworks.
In that case, what will happen to my daughter’s happiness?
Mrs. Kasahara also frowned dissatisfied!
Amidst the crackling firewood, the fire gradually extinguished. Fujiwara Izaya raised his hand and gently pinched Amaterasu's exquisite shoulders. Between the slanted collar of the red dress, the plump and tender skin was looming, which was very attractive.
"Can you just help me one more time?" he continued to ask.
Amaterasu lowered her head and pressed her lower lip tightly.
This look caught Fujiwara Izaya's eyes, and he couldn't help but lower his hand.
"Aunt Amaterasu, I loved being with you the most when I was a child... The warmth I felt at that time was like a hot spring, which would always well up in my heart. You are the supreme great god, the gentle and tolerant sun.
Goddess, you won’t be so heartless, right?”
Under his massage, Amaterasu's expression became more and more comfortable, and even her fair long neck was dyed red.
She didn't look embarrassed and felt very at ease.
"I will listen to you in everything from now on." Fujiwara Izaya's face was close to hers.
There was emotion rising and falling in Amaterasu's eyes.
"It's okay even if you really treat the Mother Goddess like your mother-in-law."
"Well……"
Amaterasu straightened up.
"That's what I said casually..." she said with an uneasy expression.
"I take it seriously!" Fujiwara Izaya patted her shoulder gently and took her back into his arms again, "If you think about it carefully, it sounds nice to add the surname 'Fujiwara' in front of Amaterasu.
"
"Don't, don't..."
Amaterasu refused, but her body snuggled softly against his chest.
Anyway, she is the supreme god, Fujiwara Izaya can only talk about it, but the actual situation is not entirely decided by her.
Unable to withstand Fujiwara Izaya's persistent pursuit and hidden tricks, Amaterasu's expression became shy, and she sighed softly and said, "Let go, I'll tell you slowly."
Fujiwara Izaya immediately let go of his hand.
Amaterasu was still leaning in his arms without getting up. When he raised his hand, Amaterasu appeared in his palm.
Fujiwara Izaya took the sword directly and continued to ask: "What else is there?"
"How greedy!"
Amaterasu raised her hand and knocked on his forehead.
With her sleeves down, her skin extending from her wrists to her sleeves was uncoordinately white, with a sun-like texture.
"The main reason is that Aunt Amaterasu dotes on me too much..." Fujiwara Izaya gently pressed her shoulders with his hands, pressed his lips against her warm neck, and moved gently, "What should I do?"
"Go to Nasu Plateau." Amaterasu said helplessly.
She hated the shameless Fujiwara Izaya who pretended to be a child, but she couldn't do anything about him. If only he lost his temper, she could beat him up as an elder and lock him in a dark room.
Let him reflect...
"What about after going to Nasu Plateau?"
"Look for your aunt, she has a big gift waiting for you." Amaterasu stood up and relaxed her shoulders, "I won't talk about the next thing, let's go back to Takamagahara."
Fujiwara Izaya also stood up: "I'll see you off."
The two walked out of the room, walked along the side of the ship for a while, and came to the deck.
A thin moon hung in the dark sky, and the breeze brought a refreshing coolness to the skin. Amaterasu looked up at the moonlight and sighed softly.
"Remember Tsukuyomi-sama?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
"Being born a god, I can only accept this fate." Amaterasu turned around, her large skirt flying in the wind, "It doesn't matter if we kiss again, after thousands of years, there will always be a day when we pass away..."
"I will do my best to maintain your enthusiasm!"
The thing that prompted Fujiwara Izaya to say such words reared its head in his body. It was a courage that seemed to push back time, and it also seemed to cover up the sweetness of wanting to see his childhood dream.
"Don't be like this, it's too scary." Amaterasu said, quietly closing the collar, as if remembering something, and asked leisurely: "It's under the clothes, can't you see it?"
"How can you not see it?"
"Sure enough, you just took a peek?"
"It's not like you don't know."
"Oh, how brave you are!" Amaterasu sneered.
"That's true, but if you really don't want to see it, you have many ways."
"Really?" Amaterasu was a little confused and looked down at his chest, "Why are you saying this? What does it have to do with you whether I let you see it or not? Don't speculate on the will of the gods with mortal thoughts."
What Fujiwara Izaya said seemed to have no effect on her at all.
However, he himself became more energetic.
"How could it be irrelevant? When I was four or five years old, I saw it once by chance. It was when you were changing clothes in my room. Although I saw it through the crack of the door, the beautiful shape still appears in my mind until now.
In front of you."
"Why?"
"Because I'm precocious, plus your status..."
"Yes, I am the Supreme God..." Amaterasu nodded thoughtfully, then quietly shrank her shoulders, "Isn't this just how you express your love?"
"How should I put it, you and I have been very close for a long time." As he said that, Fujiwara Izaya stretched out his hand, hugged her hard and said, "I think it was at that time that Amaterasu could be crowned."
My biggest dream is to have the surname 'Fujiwara'."
"Forget it, you are scaring people."
"Perhaps the feeling of surpassing my father is also at play."
"Beyond what?"
"He has been my idol since I was a child. He is almost an almighty being. But now I can handle Amaterasu Omikami, who he can't handle..." As soon as he said the words, Fujiwara Izaya realized that he suddenly blurted out a sentence
If it is not appropriate, it may be because the thoughts are too excited.
"Are you sure you can handle it?"
Amaterasu smiled faintly, opened her big eyes, and looked at Fujiwara Izaya intently.
"I think half and half." Fujiwara Izaya scratched his hair.
Is this the feeling of pouring out your heart? To put it more extreme, Amaterasu still enjoys it. The atmosphere of the conversation is particularly intimate. Whether Fujiwara Izaya behaves well or makes frequent small moves, it can arouse her inner emotions.
, as if enveloped in tenderness.
After all, Takamagahara's life is still boring. A person with a noble status like Amaterasu may not be as happy as an ordinary woman in the world.
When she left, lines of broken void appeared in front of her.
In those lines, fireworks and clouds shine vertically and horizontally, and in the extremely colorful beauty, a corner of Takamagahara can be vaguely glimpsed.
"I have a question." Amaterasu hung in the air, looking back and smiling, "Who has the final say in your family?"
"Well……"
Fujiwara Izaya also fell into a dilemma.
For the sake of face, of course he wanted to say that he had the final say.
But is it practical? At present, Mrs. Meiji has the final say. In the future, it may be Mrs. Himeko who has the final say... Anyway, it is not his turn to be a strict wife.
"Forget it, I'm a coward." Amaterasu waved his hand, "I have the final say from now on, do you hear me? If you don't accept it... With your level, there's no way you can be dissatisfied... Practice hard and see if you can
One day I will ride on the head of the Supreme God."
As her words fell, her figure fell into the colorful glow.
Fujiwara Izaya stared at her.
The graceful figure is like being bathed in fire rain, and the long black hair dances against the fire, which is unparalleled in beauty.
Fujiwara Amaterasu...this name is quite good!
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt refreshed and walked back to the two chairman of the board of directors as if he didn't recognize his relatives.
The sliding door was open, and the two mothers-in-law were sitting in front of the tea eucalyptus.
Their beautiful brilliance seemed to dimly shine into the darkness of the room.
The gentle and dignified Hoshimi Yako puffed out her cheeks and stared at him without saying a word.
The noble and beautiful Kasahara Himeko crossed her arms and said coldly: "We thought you were so fascinated by Omikami that you couldn't find your way back."
Fujiwara Izaya shrank his neck and asked as if to change the subject: "When will we return to land?"
"Oh, just a little while longer." Mrs. Hingjian looked slightly resentful.
Mrs. Kasahara raised her eyebrows and said, "As soon as you get ashore, get off to Nasu Plateau."
"Okay!" Fujiwara Izaya returned to them with a smile.
Whether it’s Himeko’s passionate and beautiful eyes or Yaeko’s delicate feminine tenderness, they can make people appreciate happiness, and they are a kind of sweet emotion that indulges in the heart.
"Before setting off, can the two directors carry this out for me?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
"How do you want to practice it?" Mrs. Kasahara asked.
Her sexy lips, tall nose, and dark eyes all reveal a smile.
"Dance for me!" Fujiwara Izaya straightened his back and said energetically, "Then... cook me a bowl of lotus seed porridge for breakfast."
The two ladies looked at each other, their emotions unspoken.
"Reminiscent of the waka of the past, singing repeatedly about the humble, humble ball of twine, turning the past into the present..."
A cold and thin song sounded, lingering in my ears.
The two directors flipped their long sleeves and began to dance.
At this time, their outfits were gorgeous clothes transformed by divine power, such as Jingwu hats, gold foil, kimono underskirts embroidered with gold and silver threads, gold-rimmed belts, etc... They stood on tiptoes and gently lifted some skirts.
Turning and turning in the candlelight, the fluttering dresses are like withered colorful butterflies. The delicate skin is as dazzling as snow in the clusters of lights, and the charm is naturally displayed.
"The cherry blossoms are falling on the mountain, the wind is blowing like snow, the gentle breeze of the flowers, please visit the ruins of Ajing, please visit the ruins of Ajing."
In the candlelight, their hair exudes a gentle light.
Just like shadows following each other, they danced the same dance steps, and the interesting love story of Minamoto Yoshitsune and Shizugamae was beautifully interpreted by them.
Fujiwara Izaya's thoughts were wandering.
In the small town of Shenyin, he had already had a personal feeling about the kind of person the imperial concubine was. At that time, she also wore a nostalgic dance costume and danced, with incomparable beauty.
The graceful dancing of the two chairmen gradually stopped.
In the shadow of the lamp, Mrs. Kasahara jumped over, as nimble as an elf in the lamp.
The face with bright lips and white teeth, and the delicate snow-white skin bloomed like flowers in front of Fujiwara Izaya. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, lay lazily on the eucalyptus table, and the bright red dress was put on her shoulders again.
When I wiped the sweat from my body, the red silk satin fell down, covering her stunning face.
Fujiwara Izaya looked towards her.
Wearing red flannel pajamas and a woolen shawl draped over her shoulders, she looks like a little girl.
After Mrs. Hoshimi sat down, her expression seemed to be about to say something, but she didn't say it. She suddenly showed an instinctive shyness.
Being so close, Fujiwara Izaya seemed to feel her body temperature.
"I'd like to talk to you again if I have a chance..." she said softly.
Mrs. Kasahara turned her head warily: "What are you talking about?"
"What does it have to do with you..." Mrs. Hoshimi looked at her best friend dumbfounded.
"Yako's business is my business!" Mrs. Kasahara hugged her shoulders and glanced sideways at Fujiwara Izaya, "Don't even think about bullying Yako secretly!"
It's obviously you who bullied her all this time... Fujiwara Izaya complained in his heart.
"Himeko~"
Mrs. Xingjian's eyes were slightly blurred in the cold mist.
The usually cool and elegant chairman actually looked a little coquettish now. Mrs. Kasahara was so excited that she couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek: "Yiko belongs to my sister, no one can take her away!"
"you--"
Mrs. Hoshimi exclaimed softly, and the color on her pretty cheeks was like fire.
"You guys fight slowly, I'll go out and beat you." Fujiwara Izaya quickly stood up to avoid the fire from burning himself. When he walked to the door, he didn't forget to turn around and add, "Remember, lotus seed porridge, I'll come back later to eat it."
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The sliding door closed slowly.
Listening to his steady and cute footsteps gradually fading away, the two directors stopped fighting and looked at each other face to face. After a while, the two reached some kind of agreement and broke out into beautiful smiles.
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Walking to the ship's corridor again, Fujiwara Izaya felt a little absent-minded.
He bit the back of his hand hard, almost leaving teeth marks, to suppress the thought of turning back.
Hurry up and become a god... He said to himself that the development of the situation was so natural. Judging from his emotions, he had no resistance, and the chairman did not object. After becoming a god, he has a long life and a strong moral concept.
The constraints will slowly disappear...
After walking, we arrived on the deck again.
The chill in the autumn wind is like the cold light of the stars, chilling.
Fujiwara Izaya suddenly quickened his pace.
At the end of the deck, he saw a figure.
Under the cold starry sky, the senior sister stood on the bow of the boat and looked into the distance. Her graceful back was as cold as snow that was not stained by dust.
"Hey, how dangerous it is, it's just nonsense!" Fujiwara Izaya scolded loudly, but in a sweet tone.
When Xing saw Rinzi, he turned around and looked at him.
She was wearing a dark blue pleated long skirt, with her top tucked into the waist of the skirt and tied with a belt. A bow was tied diagonally on her back, making her waist extremely slim.
The sea breeze blew over, causing her dress to fly in the air, and the graceful curves of her buttocks and back were outlined even more childishly.
"Come up." She said softly.
"You want to be like Ruth too?"
"Well, this..."
"sure?"
"Others can learn from it, why can't I learn from it?" Rinko Hoshimi said, her behavior was full of girlish childishness.
Fujiwara Izaya smiled and said: "That's fine, senior sister was always too sensible in the past..."
"snort!"
Hoshimi Rinko turned back to look at the sea.
The ironed back of the dark blue dress faced Fujiwara Izaya.
Danya's bow tightened her waist, making her waist look even more slim and the curves more attractive.
Fujiwara Izaya jumped on the bow of the boat, hugged her waist from behind, and shouted towards the sea: ".I am the king of the world——"
The sound rides on the sea breeze and echoes for a long time.
Hoshimi Rinko's eyes burst into laughter, and she put her hand on the back of Fujiwara Izaya's hand.
Her hands were small and could not cover the back of his hands at all, but they were full of warmth.
"Look at you, you are so childish." Hoshimi Rinko smiled. Then, she leaned her shoulder over, "Well, you kissed me, right? But I'm not a flirty woman. If I don't confess,
I won't promise you."
Fujiwara Izaya hugged her tightly.
He had never held her like this before, so the senior sister looked particularly small and exquisite to his senses.
"How should I put it? My liking for senior sister may have been there since the first time we met." Fujiwara Izaya gently stroked her cheek with one hand, "Emotions are like a heart that quietly falls into the heart.
A seed in a corner will grow into a giant tree in the sky when you notice it."
"The big tree in the sky..."
Hoshimi Rinko's face was pressed against his palm, and she also looked smaller and more exquisite than usual.
Under the vast starry sky, the cruise ship is walking slowly. After calming down the mind, it will be dragged to a very far place.
"Look, what a beautiful Milky Way!" Hoshimi Rinko murmured to herself as she looked up at the starry sky.
Fujiwara Izaya looked up.
The Milky Way seen from the rough sea is like a bright river, hanging brightly in front of the eyes. The stars dotted with the curtain are clearly visible. Even the clouds are like fairy skirts.
, bright and clear.
"Analyze the starry sky for me."
Hoshimi Rinko looked straight into his face, with an expression that seemed to say, "If you don't speak romantically enough, I will be unhappy."
cute!
Starlight poured down and fell on her face.
The exquisite and straight bridge of the nose and the small delicate lips emerge faintly, exuding the unique fragrance of women.
"Look, that's the centaur Centaurus, who is aiming at the scorpion with an arrow on his horse..." Fujiwara Izaya hugged her soft body and rubbed her ears and temples. "The starry sky near the Sagittarius constellation is called
It’s the center of the Tianhe River, do you see it?”
Hoshimi Rinko followed his guidance and found the brightest constellation Sagittarius.
"Many nebulae and constellations gather here, making it look beautiful and dense. Further up, there is the constellation Cygnus. Does it look like a swan spreading its beautiful wings? It is autumn now, between the quadrilateral of Pegasus and the constellation Andromeda.
The area between is the clearest time, and even the Lyra chords look particularly bright."
The commentary paused slightly here.
Hoshimi Rinko bathed in the sea breeze and watched the starry sky.
In the more than a year she has known her junior, she most likes to listen to him gently talk about the rich knowledge in his mind. From these words, she can imagine what it was like for her junior junior in an isolated place when she was a child.
growing.
Fujiwara Izaya touched her earlobe with the tip of his nose and continued: "It is mentioned in Greek mythology that Lyra's harp was the harp of the singer Orpheus. In order to bring his deceased wife back to life, he played it in front of Hades, the king of Hades.
Move the strings. The beautiful sound of the piano moved Hades, and his wife was reborn. However, he forgot the agreement with Hades... In this way, he lost his beloved wife again, and he never recovered. The vast sea of stars
Among them, only this piano plays beautiful music that flows endlessly."
The stars are vast, clear and bright.
The stars are very beautiful, like the Milky Way with a large light band, floating in the sky. Although there is a cold loneliness when looking at it, it also gives people a sense of magical fascination.
Being held by her junior from behind and listening to his voice, Hoshimi Rinko felt her heart beat faster than ever before. She half-closed her eyes and asked curiously: "What was the agreement between Orpheus and Hades?"
Fujiwara Izaya answered in her ear with a soft and charming bass: "Before returning from hell to earth, he could not look at his wife. But at the last moment, he turned around."
"What if it's you?" Rinko Hoshimi asked with a chuckle.
Fujiwara Izaya thought for a while and replied: "I will drag Hades down and give him a beating to force him to be released."
"But you were completely tortured by the Mother Goddess a few hours ago."
"...I'm only seventeen years old, how can I be that woman's opponent! Give me a hundred years, no, fifty years! Give me fifty years, and I'll make sure she can experience the power of Lord Yamagami!" Fujiwara Izaya
He said a long sentence, took a breath, and laughed again, "In short, no matter how many difficulties I go through, I will not let the god of death take my senior sister away."
Woohoo~
You should have told me these things earlier... Then there would be nothing to do with other women.
Hoshi saw Rinko looking up at the stars in the night sky, her thoughts wandering.
In the arched canopy, there were countless flashes of light inlaid with golden sand, making her feel unspeakably happy.
"Why do you like me?" she asked proudly.
"Senior, I may not believe it. The first time I saw you, I had a premonition that I would marry you. I also had a premonition that you came to this world for me." Rin Fujiwara
He also talks about running trains.
"..."
When Xing saw Rinzi, he was so dissatisfied that his mouth was full of dissatisfaction.
This junior fellow student is really a liar!
"Well, it's mainly because you are so beautiful, senior." Fujiwara Izaya said in a simple and unpretentious way.
Hoshimi Rinko's expression softened.
No woman doesn’t like to be complimented on her appearance, especially if the other person is the boy she likes.
"There must be someone more beautiful than me, and someone more gentle than me." She said casually, "What if you fall in love with someone when you see them?"
Fujiwara Izaya was stunned for a moment and said helplessly: "I have to dare, let alone you, even Miss Yako can't spare me."
"Mother?"
Hoshimi Rinko felt something was wrong.
"Uh, haha..." Fujiwara Izaya's face tightened, and he held her waist and spread his wings, "It's rare that the moonlight is just right, let's go to the sky."
"ah!"
When Hoshi saw Rinko, he screamed in surprise and his body flew up.
In an instant, she was high in the sky, floating in the clouds.
The moonlight was like water and the stars were brilliant. They seemed to have reached the end of the world.
Hoshimi Rinko also activated her divine power and walked in the sea of clouds.
Being high in the sky, the bright light of the Milky Way appears very close. Looking down, the sea water is hazy and reflects the bright light of the Milky Way.
"Hey, hey." Fujiwara Izaya called to her, "Hey, how about a run?"
"OK!"
Hoshi smiled when he saw Rinzi.
She lifted up her skirt and ran forward on the clouds.
Every time she took a step, her slender calves were sometimes exposed in the hem, and sometimes hidden. On the starry clouds, her straight and slender legs looked even more slender and graceful.
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Fujiwara Izaya quickly caught up with him.
Hoshimi Rinko slowed down and loosened the hem of her skirt.
After Fujiwara Izaya caught up, she grabbed his hand.
The starlight shone charmingly on her delicate and somewhat hot face, and a wave of passion surged into Fujiwara Izaya's heart. Her long, shiny black hair was slightly scattered around her cheeks, and her forehead and eyebrow corners were sticky.
A lot of hair has been wetted, and it looks a little tired.
Fujiwara Izaya stretched out his hand forward.
The palms of my hands became extremely warm, and the senior sister's face became even hotter.
She blinked, her eyes filled with the brilliance of the Milky Way, as if to overcome her shyness, she opened her big black eyes and looked at Fujiwara Izaya.
"I wanted to go find you just now," she said, "but when I saw you and the chairman discussing things together, I was afraid of disturbing you, so I waited at the bow of the boat."
Fujiwara Izaya thought for a while and asked, "Did you see the two of them dancing?"
"Um?"
Hoshimi Rinko looked directly at him with bright and scorching eyes, a smile appeared on her face.
Of course she saw them dancing, but as an elegant girl, she would not yell at him to explain, but would let him confess everything on his own.
"After the ship docks, I will set off for Nasu Plateau." Fujiwara Izaya explained, "Whether this conflict can be avoided depends on my ability. I used this excuse to make them dance for a while to encourage me.
dance."
"Cunning man!" Hoshimi Rinko commented in a clear voice.
"In terms of relationships, I have a lot of tricks." Fujiwara Izaya said with a smile.
"I have to re-evaluate my junior." Rinko Hoshimi said, tying up her loose hair with her hands. She pulled him and walked away. After five or six steps, she turned back and said, "Let you pursue me.
Okay? If you pursue me for ten years, I will promise you again."
The small words are full of love, seeming innocent and without shame.
Fujiwara Izaya said helplessly: "Time waits for no one, we have to leave a child to take over the Hachiman Palace... unless the senior sister plans to give all the Hoshimi family's inheritance to outsiders."
Speaking of this topic, Hoshimi Rin suddenly blushed.
She drooped her eyelids, her beautiful little nose set off her small lips, and her delicate face looked very much like her mother's. She indeed inherited her mother's excellent genes, her slender neck and round shoulders, and she also needed more aura of agility.
.
The moonlight shone on the sea of clouds, and Fujiwara Izaya held her gently.
"It is too difficult for a mortal to become a god. Not having enough lifespan to practice is the biggest drawback. This is why most of the Japanese gods are monsters." His fingers gently caressed Hoshimi.
Linzi's cheek said, "Senior, there will definitely be a day when you will ascend to the throne of God as a mortal, I believe in you."
Hoshi trembled when he saw Rinzi, and his face turned red to the roots of his ears.
Her face became hot, burning with the fire of shyness, and she murmured weakly: "Bring mother with you..."
"Of course!"
Fujiwara Izaya thought to himself, this is what I want.
Hoshimi Rinko took a breath and raised her face slightly.
On that delicate face, the eyebrows and eyelashes are thin and neat, and the dark eyes are very bright.
The next second, the light on her face dimmed.
Fujiwara Izaya sealed his senior's lips to prevent her from saying any other arrogant words.
Being kissed by her junior, Hoshimi Rinko felt that her lips and teeth were filled with pure and intense emotions.
In the dreamlike sea of clouds, the girl's charming eyelashes tremble like butterfly wings, and her whole body is soft.
enough……
No more kissing...
Shame screamed in her heart, asking her to run away quickly.
But the gentle and wanton feeling on her lips made her fall into it, and she didn't want to lose it.
Only when those clear eyes became moist and blurred did Fujiwara Izaya let go.
At this time, the sky has begun to brighten, the glow can be seen in the east, and the dark outline of the earth is slowly emerging in the north.
Hoshimi Rinko closed her eyes nervously.
Her ears were filled with the sound of wind, and she was still in the sweet aftertaste of silence, as if she would never wake up.
Fujiwara Izaya carried her and flew back to the deck.
As soon as his feet stepped on something solid, Hoshimi Rin came to his senses and immediately jumped to the side.
"This is the second time..." She looked shy and foolish, meowing like a cat that had been robbed of dried fish, "You said a lot of words to coax me again, and then you kissed me unexpectedly, damn it!"
A slightly angry face, sullen eyebrows, slender legs, soft lips... The more Fujiwara Izaya looked at her, the more he felt that his senior was beautiful and cute.
"Master Fujiwara!"
There was a strange sound coming from behind.
The boy and girl looked back at the same time, and Mrs. Kasahara raised the corner of her mouth, "Don't worry about me, my senior. I'm still waiting for you to comfort me."
"..."
This person is just here to cause trouble... Fujiwara Izaya wants to teach her a lesson now.
Seeing Rinzi's slightly cold face, Hoshi snorted coldly, stepped on the scumbag hard, and then fled back to the cabin while covering his red cheeks.
"You have bad intentions!" Fujiwara Izaya walked over angrily.
Mrs. Kasahara raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry.
Fujiwara Izaya quickly grabbed her wrist and softened his voice: "Okay, can I go to Xiangxiang's place now?"
"Be smart!" Mrs. Kasahara raised her hand and poked his temples with her sharp nails, "Don't think that you can be unscrupulous after becoming the Demon King. If you make Xiangxiang cry, see how I beat you!"
"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"
Fujiwara Izaya shouted loudly, but he had no confidence in his heart.
After walking into the cabin and coming to the door of the guest room, Mrs. Kasahara stopped at the door and said, "I won't go in. You can have a good chat with the sisters. Remember, either the three of them will go to Takamagahara together, or none of them will."
"Can this still bind threats?"
"do you have any opinion?"
"I……"
Fujiwara Izaya opened the door directly and walked into the house.
People who have raised two daughters have the confidence to be arrogant... Mrs. Kasahara leaned against the door frame, a faint smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.