The aroma of fried noodles, roasted squid, and fried chicken fills the tip of your nose.
After getting over the early stages of pregnancy, Tamamo Mae's appetite has improved now, and she looks at the roadside stalls with a pair of golden eyes.
Fujiwara Izaya bought her a lot.
In the end, she just tasted everything and gave it all to him.
The old-fashioned coffee shop on the roadside is full of coffee-drinking customers and is very lively. Children sit under the shed set up next to the alley, and in cute childish voices, they sell rice dumplings to passers-by, which are sold to bring good luck, make friends, and protect safety. A group of
Female students are constantly taking selfies and posting on social media.
In Koenji Temple at night, misty lights bloom in every corner, swaying in the night sky.
Fujiwara Izaya was happily wandering the streets holding two marble soda bottles.
The spicy smoke wafting from the barbecue stall made people's noses feel itchy just looking at it. The queen sneezed, revealing the civet cat's tail and ears.
"Wow~"
A group of children nearby heard shouts of surprise.
"This is Tamamo Mae." Fujiwara Izaya brought a fox mask over and put it on the queen's face. "Are you afraid of the most beautiful fox demon in the legend?"
The queen crossed her arms, and her eyes under the mask seemed to be looking at an idiot.
"Where are you, big brother?" the children asked.
Fujiwara Izaya put on the Tengu mask, spread his wings, and shouted: "I am the Great Tengu~"
"oh!"
The children cast curious and frightened looks.
The adults nearby looked over in a strange way. After seeing the fox ears and fox tail of the woman wearing the fox mask, they couldn't help but pick up the camera in their hands and take pictures.
The Queen wanted to leave.
But Fujiwara Izaya just pulled her and put her in a pose for a while.
"You two cosplayers look so alike."
"Yeah, in this environment, it feels like it's true."
"It would be great if there really were tengu and fox demons..."
Trust me, that's definitely not good!
Fujiwara Izaya took the queen and continued walking deeper into the festival.
"Shame on you!" The Queen kept yelling in his ear, "You are actually asked by a group of mortals to pose in various poses for photos. You will embarrass the Tengu clan!"
"There are no monsters in this world, so we are not afraid of being known by our own kind."
"I know it!"
"Weren't you also photographed?"
"...I was forced by you!"
Fujiwara Izaya turned around and said to the queen in a joking tone: "You are thousands of years old, can you stop being so arrogant?"
"Quack!"
The Queen left him a noble figure.
The two continued walking, roasting corn, fried chicken, fishing for goldfish, drawing lots, hot dogs, masks, stuffed dolls... The narrow Koenji Temple was crowded with various vendors, and there were people everywhere wherever they went, creating a lively atmosphere.
It seems to have swallowed up the entire Tokyo.
In front of a stall selling apple candies, the queen stopped and looked at the crystal clear candies curiously: "Apple candied haws? I have never eaten it. I don't know if it tastes good or not. It may be delicious but not necessarily."
She said murmuringly.
Fujiwara Izaya automatically and intuitively took out the money and bought a bunch.
The Queen sucked it for a while and found that it only looked good and tasted average, so she stuffed the saliva-filled apple candy into Fujiwara Izaya's mouth, and snatched the open bottle of Boko soda from his hand.
A group of girls walked through the crowd laughing, all wearing gorgeous red bathrobes.
In the deepening darkness, they danced gracefully through the alleys, like a school of goldfish swimming in the dark channels.
The queen looked at their figures as if she was being sucked in: "Girls in this world live such wonderful lives..."
Fujiwara Izaya took her hand, swallowed the apple candy and said, "When you go back, do you want to go to school with me for a year?"
"You are stupid, don't drag me to be stupid with you!" The Queen looked at him like an idiot, covering her slightly bulging belly with one hand, "Let me go to school with a big belly? You can't imagine that Tengu's brains are too big
Everyone as stupid as you will be exterminated sooner or later..."
"Does the queen still have a poisonous tongue..." Fujiwara Izaya murmured in a low voice.
"What?"
"The Queen is so beautiful! (broken voice)"
"snort!"
Near the deepest part of the festival, there was only one vendor left.
I wonder if it was induced by the dim yellow light of the light bulb, but the products on the shelves looked particularly attractive, and the stall owner was leisurely making tea and drinking it.
The Queen glanced at the shelves
On the monotonous wooden shelves, there are various kaleidoscopes.
When you pick it up and put it in front of your eyes, you will see that the whole world is surrounded by orange lights, spinning immediately, and the number of objects is also increasing infinitely.
"Would you like to buy one?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
The Queen hesitated.
As a monster who is thousands of years old, wouldn't it be too childish to use a child's toy like this?
"Anyway, there are high-spirited tourists everywhere, so there is no need to feel embarrassed about such childish play." Fujiwara Izaya directly paid for one.
Coming out of the shop, the Queen happily placed the kaleidoscope in front of her eyes.
The lights in the alleys and the lanterns above her head rotated and deformed in the kaleidoscope, making her feel dazzled; the faces of passers-by split into countless identical mirrors, appearing and then disappearing.
Young men and women holding hands, a young woman wearing a yukata like herself, fathers and mothers with their children, girls in red yukata walking through the crowd like goldfish - turning his eyes, Fujiwara Izaya's face suddenly appeared, that
The face split into many pieces, rotating with a warm smile on its face.
The queen suddenly forgot to breathe.
She took the kaleidoscope away from her eyes and reached out to grab him, but her grasp was in vain.
Taking a closer look, he was lagging behind and was about to be drowned by the crowd.
"This thing is not fun at all..." The Queen murmured, threw the kaleidoscope, and rushed towards Fujiwara Izaya with a burst of fragrant fragrance.
The warm and fragrant nephrite suddenly ran into his arms.
Fujiwara Izaya hugged her and asked with a smile: "Why did you throw it away?"
"It looks like it's right in front of you, but it's actually so far away. I don't want it anymore..." The queen had a cold face, and the ears on her head patted his cheek left and right, but soon she let out a soft cry.
Purr.
A fox that is thousands of years old purrs like a kitten every time it feels comfortable.
cute!
Fujiwara Izaya hooked her arm and said, "Let's go inside!"
"Where?" The queen nestled in his arms and didn't want to move.
"There is a performance inside Koenji Temple."
"Let's go, let's hold this king in my arms." A soft smile appeared on the queen's snow-white cheeks.
What a smiling face that makes you want to smile back.
At the end of the orange light, there were many red or white lanterns hanging. Under the dim light, a shrine with a grand stage on the roof of the building caught her eye.
The ancient wooden bridge, the dark crowd, slowly advancing with lanterns.
It was a bigger and more splendid stage than any festival the Queen had ever seen, like a radiant castle.
Fujiwara Izaya bought a bunch of food and ate it, and then brought the queen to the verandah to watch.
A group of cheerful children were waving fireworks indiscriminately, which was dangerous and lively.
Several large red lanterns were hung on the stage, supporting a white curtain.
An altar-like high platform was built in the middle, on which sat a majestic-looking doll wearing armor. Women and children in ancient costumes danced to the accompaniment of pianos and drums.
The queen's eyes sparkled.
"I'm not bragging, my mountain god festival is more dreamy than this one." Fujiwara Izaya said while fanning her.
The queen turned her head, glared at him, and snatched the fan from his hand.
The fan decorated with gold powder sparkled under the light. She smiled happily and turned the fan like a dance.
"Idiot! What's the point of having a majestic Tengu?" She turned to the fan, as if to show off herself, "No matter how powerful the Tengu is, it will turn into soft bones under the fox's slightly upturned hair."
Fujiwara Izaya hugged her and kissed her sweaty neck: "I'm obviously very hard."
"Itchy, let me go~"
The queen laughed and dodged.
Under the light of the electric lamp, she looked like a first love lover, with a slight blush on her cheeks.
"I am a little obsessed with you. I am so obsessed with you that I want to eat you." The queen opened her mouth and bit him.
The world is decorated with glittering gold, and people play the piano and drums and have fun.
The Queen loosened her mouth, licked the blood on her lips and looked at the stage: "Humans' romantic performances can be called elegant. But what's interesting is that monsters are obviously much stronger than humans, but they still like to imitate humans and participate in human affairs.
Daily life or festival activities are really fun."
"My father told me that this is called the 'bloodline of fools'. Any study of human beings and the same joys and sorrows as humans are caused by the bloodline of fools."
Fujiwara Izaya put his arms around the queen's waist and put his face close to hers.
The queen raised her face and kissed him softly, and the world around her became somewhat pink.
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Soon after the festival, September arrives.
After Kitagawa Academy started, Fujiwara Izaya found himself in this world and gave him a bracelet, asking him to hand it over to the boy at the right time. Then, he took the queen and embarked on the road back to the original world.
.
The queen pressed her forehead against his chest and shouted in a dreamy voice: "I can finally go back and dominate the world!"
"Crack!"
Fujiwara Izaya slapped her butt.
"With you and the child." The queen obediently closed her eyes, curled up, and leaned her cheek against his chest. She listened quietly to his heart, and she thought in her heart: We are in the same world, like
each other……
Fujiwara Izaya lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of her hair.
The beautiful red hair that flows straight down, and the pointed pink fur ears are like a shy little fox, hiding in the hair to peek at his face.
"It's been a long three months," said the Queen.
It's been such a long time, Izaya Fujiwara thought the same thing.
The queen's pink fox ears rested on her chest, listening to the movements in her heart.
Like groping for directions on a map, reading the vivid scenery of life, reading his heart, their hands held each other tightly.
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Tokyo.
New Year is approaching and the weather is still warm.
At noon on the 31st, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, and soft light filled the streets.
Asakusa Shrine was crowded with tourists who came to worship, and almost all the families came to play together. Kawashima Miki was very business-savvy and quit selling "Daitengu" peripheral products, making a small profit.
Yukino Riho got up early.
Mopping the floor, doing laundry, arranging things, cleaning the house, etc. While doing some familiar housework, Kawashima Miki also yawned and came out of the room.
"Does Miki want to go to Onnyangryo today?" Yukino Riho asked.
Kawashima Miki rubbed her sleepy eyes and muttered: "No, I'm going to buy some New Year's goods today..."
"You only need to buy it after a few years." Yukino Riho reminded, "The Kasahara family and the Hoshimi family will also come to our place to celebrate the New Year. If you don't buy enough, it won't be enough."
"Why did you buy so much? I don't know if I can get it back..."
Kawashima Miki complained.
After hastily washing up, she put on casual clothes and went out.
At the end of the year, there are so many people in every business district that it is almost impossible to move.
Today is the last day of business, and all the stores are loudly soliciting customers. In addition, most ordinary people know about monsters, and many stores have taken the opportunity to launch related products.
Miki Kawashima probably made a table.
There were a lot of things to buy, from New Year buckwheat noodles and ingredients for chawanmushi eggs to rice cakes, herring roe, etc. There was a lot to eat and use. She bought it from store to store, and then let Dark Crow carry it back and forth.
.
During the three months that Fujiwara Izaya was away, Dark Crow was her punching bag.
Gouzi has no objection at all to this.
The leaves of the green trees on both sides of the street are glowing with golden light. If you look closely, some of them have begun to fall, and people in twos and threes are walking among the fallen leaves.
Another year has passed.
By the way, I also need to buy kadomatsu and straw rope.
Kawashima Moji came to an open-air shop specializing in traditional New Year items and bought straw ropes and small kadomatsu.
"Do you want to buy so much?" the clerk asked in surprise.
"My family is a very big family." Kawashima Miki said with some pride.
When she was halfway through the purchase, Yukino Riho called and asked her to go back quickly.
Kawashima Miki drove her car back to Asakusa Shrine with murderous intent.
There was a lot of excitement at the door. Many people were taking pictures in front of the torii gate. She parked the car and walked up the shrine. Through the noisy crowd, she vaguely saw a pair of white wings and the face that she thought about day and night.
face.
Miki Kawashima almost forgot to breathe.
The sun was shining brightly, the sky was blue, and the young tengu squeezed out from the crowd.
He stood in front of the torii gate, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said with a smile: "Happy New Year, my Mrs. Miki."
Warm winter day, handsome and delicate face, friendly and naughty smile... Kawashima Miki stepped forward with a straight face and stepped on his instep in front of countless tourists: "Do you still know the way home?"
Facing his wife's question, Fujiwara Izaya directly opened his arms and hugged her into his arms.
"No!" Miki Kawashima yelled in a low voice.
"Why not?"
Fujiwara Izaya exerted his strength.
Kawashima Miki, who said no, immediately fell into his arms.
The tourists around them all pointed their cameras at them. The embrace between the young Otengu and his wife was a very rare sight. Especially since this was his first appearance three months after the Tokyo Crisis.
"Kiss me!"
Some good people shouted loudly, asking him to hand over his first kiss on screen.
Kawashima Miki's trembling little hands gently grasped her husband's collar, feeling the charming aura on his body and immersed in the happiness of reunion.
Fujiwara Izaya lowered his head and searched for her lips.
Flash lights came on one after another.
Kawashima Miki woke up suddenly and quickly left his arms.
But Fujiwara didn't give in, and she retracted obediently, still letting him kiss her.
Today she is wearing a white shirt, a black jacket, a round skirt of the same color, and holding a black leather bag in her right hand. She looks very fashionable.
"It's really unique."
"Don't talk nonsense..."
"I've been waiting for you at the door since I got home."
"I thought you were betrayed by a vixen and didn't know you were back home!"
"Who is willing to give up Mrs. Miki?" Fujiwara Izaya held her hand.
Kawashima Miki's little hands were a little cold, maybe because they were constantly being blown by the wind.
Leaning her side face on his chest, Miki Kawashima squinted her eyes slightly... She cuddled tightly against her husband in front of many tourists, spreading dog food in a gentle and obedient manner.
After returning to the inner courtyard of Asakusa Shrine, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
When I entered the living room, I saw that the TV was on, and Riho Yukino, who was wearing a blue sweater, was using a vacuum cleaner. Everything in the shelves and closets in the room seemed to have been dug out, and there were cardboard boxes and beer bottles everywhere.
The ingredients that Dark Crow brought back were piled at the door of the kitchen.
Seeing him coming back, Yukino Riho said naturally: "Hey, take this cardboard box to the utility room."
"immediately!"
Fujiwara Izaya started working.
Kawashima Miki walked into the kitchen and sorted the food into the refrigerator.
Fujiwara Izaya put away the cardboard boxes and returned to the living room, where he was assigned to throw away the trash again, and then wiped the table, bookshelf, and floor. When wiping the floor, Riho Yukino also helped him with a towel.
"Did Riho miss me?" he asked with a wink.
"What do you want me to do?" Yukino Riho twisted the towel and said with a smile, "Stupid woman is no longer stupid now, she can live a good life without you."
"Of course I will do housework with you." Fujiwara Izaya put his hands around her waist, rested his chin on her shoulder, and looked at her side face, "Mrs. Yukionna is so lovable."
Yukino Riho's smile even overflowed into her eyes.
"This is the first New Year we've celebrated together." She said with a smile, "What did you eat during the New Year before? I want to prepare it."
“Very common street food.”
“Kanto style?”
"Any flavor is fine, you can make it whatever you want." Fujiwara Izaya smelled the cool smell on her body, "Anyway, your husband is the best in the world and he won't be poisoned to death by you."
Yukino Riho's face turned slightly red and she couldn't help but hit him with a pink fist a few times.
"Fujiwara, what's for lunch?"
"Fujiwara, why aren't my room next to yours?"
Two voices sounded almost at the same time.
Mrs. Miki at the door of the kitchen, and Tamamo Mae on the stairs, their eyes met.
Fujiwara Izaya felt a chill on his spine.
"you are done."
Yukino Riho covered her lips and snickered.
Long fiery red hair, unparalleled beauty... Kawashima Miki scanned the queen's body, and finally landed on her slightly bulging belly.
Mrs. Miki's face suddenly darkened.
"Help me hold the queen down." Fujiwara Izaya said to Yukino Riho, then stood up and walked into the kitchen.
Yukino Riho walked up the stairs obediently and held the Queen's hand: "The rooms were booked before. Me and Miki's are next to Fujiwara. You don't have to worry about this, anyway, that guy never sleeps in his own room..."
"That's no problem." Tamamo nods.
"Can you let me listen?" Yukino Riho looked at her belly.
"Well, it's a boy..." A gentle smile overflowed from Tamamo Mae's lips.
Yukino Riho put her ear against her belly, feeling the rhythm of the little life... She couldn't help but think angrily that Yukino was going to give birth to two children too!
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In the kitchen, Miki Kawashima was sitting on the sink, her expression expressionless.
"Are you still angry?"
"What do you think?"
"Bringing women back again! I have purple hair, Riho has blue-white hair, Fuka-Eri has white hair, and this time there is a red-haired one. Do you want to open a dyeing room at home?"
Fujiwara Izaya walked by and sat next to her: "She is my aunt."
"Don't think I don't know that she is also Tamamo-mae!" Kawashima Miki said angrily.
"The same one." Fujiwara Izaya put his hand on her shoulder.
"Obviously there are two!" Kawashima Miki shook her thin shoulders and pushed him away from her shoulders.
The moment Miki shook her shoulders, Fujiwara Izaya hugged her fiercely.
"Hate……"
Miki Kawashima tried to struggle.
Fujiwara Izaya didn't care at all, hugged her tightly and lowered his head next to her ear.
Kawashima Miki rolled her eyes at him.
"Don't be awkward in the New Year." Fujiwara Izaya touched her lower abdomen.
"don't want!"
Kawashima Miki curled up her bright lips.
Slapping his hand away, she broke free, jumped off the sink and walked out. Fujiwara Izaya followed her and followed her back to her room on the second floor.
"I want to beat you to death!" Kawashima Miki said while sitting on the edge of the bed.
"But your expression is very charming, tempting me to do bad things." Fujiwara Izaya opened the curtains and looked back at her.
Kawashima Miki crossed her legs: "Can't I just beat you to death when you do something bad?"
"Let's see who dies first."
Fujiwara Izaya smiled and rushed over.
"Asshole!" Kawashima Miki shook her head desperately.
She shouted mercilessly, but in her eyes, there was only love and warmth.
"It's okay, don't be too nervous." Fujiwara Izaya was helpless and funny, combing her long hair carefully, "We are both in such good health, as long as we persist, we will definitely be able to get pregnant."
The expression on Kawashima Miki's face was quite desperate.
She hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him the entire time without stopping.
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The room also became quiet, and Miki Kawashima was breathing heavily.
No matter how rough it starts, it always ends with tenderness and sweetness. Fujiwara Izaya turned sideways and looked at her fair, oval face between her silky black hair.
The gorgeous and dignified face has a happy and confused expression.
She was lying on her back, naturally stretching her slender yet plump figure. Her figure was extremely graceful, and every part of her body exuded noble beauty.
"Turn around."
Fujiwara Izaya's lips were close to her ear.
Kawashima Miki turned to face him, her breathing a little short.
"It's the end of the year, no more quarreling." Fujiwara Izaya said softly.
"Let's see if you have what it takes." Kawashima Miki's voice was lazy and coquettish, her face flushed.
Fujiwara Izaya combed her hot hair with his hands: "What do you want me to do?"
"I'll forgive you for the time being!" Kawashima Miki held his hand softly and intertwined her fingers.
The surroundings were so quiet that it could make your heart beat. The tips of their noses touched each other. Fujiwara Izaya bit the delicate tip of his nose and murmured: "It seems I have to work harder."
“What a beautiful thought!”
Kawashima Miki pushed him away and got down to get dressed.
A rich and warm fragrance of roses still filled the room, and the young wife was radiant.
There is a large floor-to-ceiling window in the corner of the living room, and the sunlight shines brightly.
There was a tatami next to the floor-to-ceiling window. Yukino Riho prepared lunch and waited for the two of them to go down. Tamamo-mae changed into ordinary home clothes and discussed with her whether it would be better to go out to buy boots or a skirt later.
Beef is cooking in a pot on the low table, and the aroma of the ingredients is coming to your nostrils, just like a dream.
"Let's eat something simple first." Yukino Riho greeted, "When they come over in the evening, we will have a grand New Year's Eve."
Kawashima Miki sat down dignifiedly and elegantly.
She had put on makeup again and was neatly dressed, but she didn't look like she had been a few minutes ago.
After Fujiwara Izaya sat down, he took a piece of beef from the pot and rolled it in a soy sauce bowl. He was just about to give it to Miki. The other two ladies looked at him faintly, and then handed the beef to Miki's mouth.
, he went back the same way and was eaten by him in one bite.
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Kawashima Miki looked at Tamamo Mae and said calmly: "I'm pregnant too."
"?"
Both Tamamoae and Yukino Riho had question marks on their faces.
"Just now, I was pregnant." Miki Kawashima covered her belly and lowered her eyelids shyly, "Absolutely, I can feel the heat in my belly now, so I must be pregnant."
"..." Fujiwara Izaya almost bit his tongue.
"Are you really sure?" Riho Yukino couldn't believe it, "It won't happen so soon, right?"
It must be fake... Fujiwara Izaya looked at the stupid woman tiredly.
"Well, it's true." Kawashima Miki lowered her head shyly.
Across from her, Tamamo-mae was nibbling on beef, looking like a victorious general's wife.
Fujiwara Izaya just wanted to eat quickly and escape.
"Riho," Miki Kawashima looked at Yukino Riho hurt, "He doesn't love me anymore."
"?"
"He just said 'oh' about such a big thing as pregnancy."
"..."
At this moment, Kawashima Miki is like a rose in a heavy rain, beautiful and delicate, with thorns.
"Okay, okay, please be careful." Fujiwara Izaya clamped it for her with his own hands, "From now on, you can just lie down at home and I will personally serve you."
Kawashima Miki was happy.
Yukino Riho raised her chin slightly and looked at Fujiwara Izaya without saying anything.
"You are next." Fujiwara Izaya said with a smile.
"That's good."
Yukino Riho smiled demurely.
They are all stupid women... The corners of Tamamozae's lips curled up slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile.
The queen is still as cold and arrogant as ever, but now her temperament has a touch of the temptation of a young woman, which is touching.
After lunch, rest on the spot.
The tatami that was noisy just now is now so quiet that you can hear the sound of the wall clock and the faint crow of crows.
Miki Kawashima and Riho Yukino were taking a nap in the kotatsu on the left, Izaya Fujiwara leaned against the wall, and Tamamo Mae was on his left, with his head tilted slightly: "Shall we sleep too?"
"Sleep with you in my arms." Fujiwara Izaya stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms.
The queen's noble body was so soft and defenseless in front of him.
Tamamo Mae was in his arms, the cold arrogance on her face receded slightly.
Looking at the two mountain god ladies next to her, she murmured softly: "You must always be good to me."
"Absolutely." Fujiwara Izaya touched her fox ears.
"If you are cruel to me, I will take the child back to my parents' home." Tamamo Mae buried her cheek in his neck.
Just cuddling together like this.
The afternoon sun enveloped them like a transparent light cloth.
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In the afternoon, Yukino Riho and Kawashima Miki began to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening.
Tamamo-mae enjoyed the privileges of being a pregnant woman and sat on the sofa watching TV.
As the New Year approaches, all the TV programs are festive variety shows, which makes her, an old timer, cover her face with a pillow and laugh.
Fujiwara Izaya is also in the front hall, receiving guests from all walks of life who bring gifts.
Familiar people such as the Sensoji Temple and Tsuchimikado family next door, and unfamiliar ones such as several directors from Kyoto and Hokkaido all sent gifts; the Oni clan and the Fox clan also asked envoys to bring generous gifts to the door, and the entire front hall was almost piled up.
Full.
As the last guest was sent away, the cirrocumulus clouds in the sky turned pink.
It's almost time.
Fujiwara Izaya came to the entrance of the front hall.
With the dim lights of the courtyard as the background, a slender female figure floated up. With soft shoulder lines, delicate posture, and small and exquisite breasts, it is you, Miss Yako.
"Why are you here?" Fujiwara Izaya greeted him with a smile.
Mrs. Hingjian looked him up and down, smiled and said: "It's changed a bit, he seems more stable?"
"I'm going to be a father." Fujiwara Izaya said proudly.
"Congratulations." Mrs. Hoshimi stroked his hair affectionately, then turned to look at her daughter, "I asked you to take the initiative, why don't you be overtaken by other female fairies?"
Seeing that Rinko's chest was not rising, Hoshi said calmly: "An interesting soul is the basis for maintaining love. The advantage brought by jumping the gun is not worth mentioning in an infinitely long life."
Um.
As expected of you.
"Senpai is so confident." Fujiwara Izaya smiled and opened his hands, waiting for her to hug him.
Xing Jian Rinzi spread her white and soft little hands, patted his cheek, then carried her luggage and entered the house.
"Haha~" Mrs. Xingjian covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes clear and shining.
"Yiko's mother seems to be getting younger."
"Maybe it's because I've been in a good mood recently." Mrs. Hoshimi had a smile in her eyes, and the tip of her nose was as delicate and delicate as when we first met. But at this time, there was a sound coming from the tip of her nose that only Fujiwara Izam could hear.
Yes, a slightly heavier snoring sound.
Breathing out like orchid~
Today's Miss Yako is wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a long skirt. She is as fashionable as an attractive female college student. Her small but pert buttocks look very cute.
Fujiwara Izaya was thinking endlessly when he suddenly heard an extremely dissatisfied voice.
"What are you doing?"
Both of them looked over. Mrs. Kasahara was wearing a black dress that exposed her white shoulders. She walked in majestically like a movie star. She was followed by four men in black suits, all carrying large bags in their hands.
Pack a small bag, luggage, or a gift.
Now that the sun has gone down and the temperature is still very cold, she is only wearing a thin dress and she is extremely beautiful.
After walking in, she looked at her best friend and Fujiwara Izaya, with a cat-like smile on her face.
Mrs. Kasahara raised a proud smile on her lips and stared at Fujiwara Izaya with her charming eyes: "Fujiwara-kun has always liked me more."
Mrs. Hoshimi also looked at him with a very dangerous look: "Really, Fujiwara-kun?"
"...Moms, today is New Year's Eve, can you please stop talking about this?"
"No!" Mrs. Hoshimi shook her face, "I've had enough of this woman Jizi. Today you have to choose one between the two of us."
"I think so too!" Mrs. Kasahara held out her chest, which is the tallest among all the ladies, with an extremely serious expression, "Either Himeko will accompany you to celebrate the New Year, or Himeko will visit your grave, you can choose for yourself."
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya was in a dilemma.
At this moment, he heard the familiar roar of a motorcycle. He immediately turned his head and shouted out the door: "I like Fuka-Eri the most."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri took off her helmet and gave him a cold and sharp look.
Without responding to his words, the elder sister took her younger sister's hand and walked directly around him into the house.
When he passed by, his sister pointed at him with her index finger, looking like he was looking at garbage.
"Senior is so bad!"
After saying that, he left without looking back.
All the sisters left him was a fragrant breeze, long orange hair, perky buttocks, and graceful back.
Seeing Fujiwara Izaya deflated, the two mothers laughed brightly.
Mrs. Kasahara grabbed his arm and happily carried him into the house: "Let's go in too. I can't wait to see how Fujiwara-kun is dismembered tonight."
"Where else can Fujiwara-kun hide tonight?" Mrs. Hoshimi said happily.
"Hide you two in your room!" Fujiwara Izaya said dully.
"Just do what you say." Mrs. Kasahara tapped his nose with her fingertips.
"Eh?"
Mrs. Hoshimi was stunned.
"Go inside." Mrs. Kasahara pulled her into the house.
After entering the door, the two ladies immediately saw the mountains of gifts piled in the hall.
"You are quite popular now." Mrs. Kasahara looked at the gift.
"Thanks to the two mothers who supported me." Fujiwara Izaya smiled, "By the way, how was the monster issue resolved?"
Mrs. Hoshimi glanced at him: "We plan to set up the entire Shikoku as a special management zone, trial the system of humans and monsters living together, and then gradually implement it throughout the country based on the experience of the management zone."
“Great idea!”
The three of them walked into the living room.
The two girls were in the room upstairs.
In the living room with the heating on, only Tamamo Mae sat on the sofa, holding a bag of dried squid, eating and watching TV.
You might say she's a fox, but actually she looks more like a cat now.
Mrs. Hoshimi walked over, looked at her belly curiously, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't eat too many snacks."
"Huh?" Tamamo looked at her.
"If you want to eat snacks, you should also eat more walnuts and peanuts." Mrs. Hoshimi sat down, acting like a mother, holding her hand and explaining a bunch of dietary matters that she should pay attention to.
At the end, even the daily meal chart is listed, how much meat should be consumed, how much soybeans and rice, how much fat...
Tamamo-mae was fascinated by what she heard, and her attitude toward Mrs. Hoshimi became much more intimate.
She is indeed Miko’s mother.
So gentle.
Fujiwara Izaya looked at her beautiful face and said with a smile: "Women with children are different."
"Nonsense."
Mrs. Kasahara tugged his ear.
Fujiwara Izaya fled into the kitchen.
The three mountain goddess ladies are busy.
Kawashima Miki has been very busy for the past few days. During the day, she went out to buy things in a hurry. When it was almost dark, she cut radishes, peeled shrimps, and boiled water in the kitchen... Busy but not chaotic, very
She has the demeanor of a housewife.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri was cutting kelp on the chopping board, and there was a steaming pot on the stove.
The aroma of food hits your nostrils.
Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but laugh twice.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri glanced over: "Why are you laughing?"
"This is the first time I've seen Fuka-Eri cooking in an apron." Fujiwara Izaya hugged her waist from behind and picked up a piece of kelp in his hand, "The cold female police officer has turned into a gentle wife. I'm so happy.
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"Let go." Kasahara Fuka-Eri said coldly, "This is for making kelp rolls, don't move it."
"Okay, you're busy, I won't disturb you." Fujiwara Izaya buried his face on her back, feeling her body temperature and the fragrance of maple leaves.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri nudged him with her elbow.
He was not pushed away, and the female police officer sighed helplessly, and could only let him rely on her.
"Eri Fuka, you should stab her with a knife!" Kawashima Miki said murderously.
"This year is New Year's Eve, don't make trouble." Yukino Riho smiled to smooth things over.
They are both wives, but their personalities are so contrasting that it is destined that the future life of the Fujiwara family will be very colorful.
After dinner was ready, Kawashima Miki was busy setting the dishes, moving briskly and looking happy.
This was the first time Yukino Riho saw her looking so cheerful. Perhaps it was because it was the first time for everyone to celebrate the New Year together. She, as an eldest lady, was extremely happy.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri was the only one left in the kitchen who was still cooking cold dishes.
Fujiwara Izaya grabbed her wrist, pressed her on the dressing table, and kissed her soft lips.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri frowned and stared at him: "It's time to have dinner!"
"Kiss me too." Fujiwara Izaya looked at her fair and fair cheeks.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri struggled a little.
Before she could break free, her cheeks turned a little red, and she could only helplessly close her eyes and lightly touch Fujiwara Izaya's lips.
"Miss Jizi told me a secret just now." He murmured.
"What is it?"
"I told you it was a secret, how could I tell you?"
There were footsteps outside the kitchen.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri suddenly came back to her senses.
The arms that were originally holding Fujiwara Izaya's neck were instead pressed on his shoulders, trying to push him away.
Mrs. Kasahara quickly poked her head in at the door and looked at her eldest daughter and son-in-law: "Why don't you eat first and then continue to give me food?"
"Mother!"
Kasahara Fuka-Eri's face, embarrassed?
??More red than the prawns cooked in the pot.
"Come on quickly!" Mrs. Hoshimi also urged outside.
People gathered around the kotatsu in the living room. Kawashima Miki rolled up her sleeves and distributed bowls and wine glasses with an elegant and capable movement.
The table is also filled with dishes.
There are all delicacies from the mountains and seas, and there are also many ordinary home-cooked dishes such as sweet and spicy fish, kelp rolls, etc. New Year dishes such as buckwheat noodles, cornstarch and potato noodles, fish cakes, prawns, tea bowl steamed eggs, etc. are also placed on the table.
Fujiwara Izaya took the first seat.
"The food is ready, are you hungry?" Kawashima Miki sat next to him.
The fox in front of Tamamo twitched its ears.
There is no need to think about it, the Queen naturally wants to sit in the first place, and there is no second choice.
So, originally only one person could sit in the upper seat, but three people squeezed in. Mrs. Hoshimi and her senior students were on both sides, and Mrs. Fuka-Eri and Riho were on the opposite side.
From the preparation of cooking to the time for shopping, I waited for more than five hours.
"What do you want to drink?"
"Well, on New Year's Eve, let's have a drink."
"The wine is hot here."
Miki Kawashima took the cup of hot water containing wine from the stove and filled everyone's cups.
"Happy New Year!"
Everyone drank a toast.
The heat rising from the birds quickly turned the atmosphere into a lively atmosphere.
It was exactly seven o'clock in the evening, and the news programs were broadcasting the lively scenes before the end of the year in various places.
"I'll pour you some wine." Kawashima Miki poured another glass for Fujiwara Izaya.
The two raised their filled wine glasses and clinked them lightly.
"What can I say?" Kawashima Miki looked at him sweetly.
"Thanks to Mrs. Miki, everything went well in the past year. I hope Miki will love me more in the new year." Fujiwara Izaya finished speaking seriously and bowed his head to her again.
Kawashima Miki was a little reserved and nodded proudly.
Tamamo Mae kicked Fujiwara Izaya under the table.
Fujiwara Izaya looked over, oh, the black eyes are my aunt...
"Come one by one."
He held a wine flask and toasted all the beauties.
After a few glasses of wine, I felt like I didn't need to eat, I was already full, and the beauty was so intoxicating that Izaya Fujiwara was completely at their mercy without even realizing it.
“Try the chawanmushi egg.”
"Well, the craftsmanship is pretty good."
"Riho made it."
"It's not dark cuisine?"
"Ah, Fujiwara-kun, what are you talking about? It's not easy to do it once, so eat more."
It started to snow lightly outside the window.
There was no wind, and the thin snow fell like soft goose feathers.
With the light in the room, the courtyard is embedded in the window glass like a painting.
"Here, eat some buckwheat noodles. Eating noodles on New Year's Eve can make you live longer, right? Our relationship will last as long as these noodles."
At the end of the dinner, both Kawashima Miki and Kawashima were mumbling as they filled the bowls with noodles.
The noodle soup is stewed chicken juice and tastes very delicious.
"Add a little more."
"No, I'm too full."
"Give it to me!"
His wife raised an eyebrow and glared, and Fujiwara Izaya could only eat it obediently.
A live broadcast of the Red and White Song Contest appeared on TV.
Miki and Riho quickly removed the tableware, put the unfinished meals together, and started washing the dishes in the kitchen.
Fujiwara Izaya was a little stuffed with food and drunk, so he lay down on the carpet.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri thoughtfully handed him a pillow.
Fujiwara Izaya rolled around and lay against her thighs. His younger sister was also beside her. She reached out and pinched the tip of his nose: "Senior, you are very happy today."
"Of course you are happy when you have the fragrance."
Fujiwara Izaya held her little hand.
In the relaxed and happy atmosphere, he recalled his childhood memories.
My mother is always extremely cautious during the New Year. When she gets up early in the morning, she immediately asks him to put on a brand new Japanese dress, offer water and wine on the altar, and then put his hands together to pray. The whole family has to follow suit and then pray to him.
The father, the head of the family, said a few auspicious words for the New Year.
On TV, the New Year's Red and White Song Contest begins.
After watching the concert for a while, Fujiwara Izaya felt a little sleepy. Maybe he drank too much wine, or maybe he felt too comfortable, so he squinted his eyes and dozed off.
Miki and Riho came out of the kitchen, and everyone gathered in front of the kotatsu to watch the show and chat.
"Shall we go to pay homage?"
"Where to go?"
"Meiji Jingu Shrine? There are trains running all night today."
"Hey, hey, are you doing something wrong? Who among us is not a shrine owner? Oh, except Tamamo-mae, she is just a wild fox."
"I am Chestnut."
"Eh?"
"let me see."
"Really, the eyes are chestnut eyes, black. Oh no... they turned into gold again."
"Who just said that this king is a wild fox——"
"Uh, haha, don't be angry. I'm complimenting you by saying you're wild."
"Why?"
"Wild ones, uh, have good meat quality..."
"Hahaha, Riho, are you sure you're not hurting her?"
Several ladies were noisy. Mrs. Kasahara and Mrs. Hoshimi were watching the TV and seemed very interested when the young male singer with long legs appeared. Rinko Hoshimi was different, she only watched the young female singer.
At the halfway point of the game, the scoring result is that the white team is in the lead.
When the second score was counted, the red team completed the overtake and maintained the lead until winning.
"It's not fair, the male team won." Mrs. Kasahara said angrily.
Fujiwara Izaya closed his eyes and rested, and his ears could hear their voices.
It would be great if time stopped passing.
"There are still twenty minutes left, and this year is about to end." The news announcer on the TV was reporting the shots of welcoming the new year in various places. First, it was the streets of Shibuya and the Skytree in Tokyo, then the Chion-in Temple and Yasaka Shrine area in Kyoto, and then
Eiheiji Temple in the snow.
"Let us leave the joy, pain, and everything of the past to the past!"
The announcer's tone contained a feeling of farewell to the past year, and his expression gradually became more festive.
"Let's go and pay homage." Mrs. Miki suggested.
"Are you leaving now?"
"Get rid of all the bad luck."
Several mountain god ladies agreed to go to worship.
“Whose house should I visit to worship?”
"Tokyo Grand Shrine!"
"Let's fly there, the bell will ring in more than ten minutes..."
"Where's Fujiwara?"
"Let him sleep, don't wake him up," Mrs. Kasahara said.
The ladies of the mountain god began to get up and tidy up their clothes, preparing to go out to attend the first shrine visit in the new year.
"Isn't mother going?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked back at Mrs. Kasahara who didn't move.
"Ah, you young people can just go..." Mrs. Kasahara rubbed her eyes sleepily, "Mom is old and needs to go to bed early."
Mrs. Hoshimi looked at her best friend.
There was a faint smile on the corners of her mouth covered by her best friend's palms, and the insidious intention of a successful plan flashed in her clear and cunning eyes.
And she didn't plan to have it alone, but held her hand... Mrs. Hoshimi stiffened for a moment and looked at the ladies of the mountain god: "You go, I also want to rest early..."
The originally lively living room quickly became quiet.
The two directors yawned and slowly walked back to the room.
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Fujiwara Izaya also slept for a while.
In Mimi Lake, he heard the New Year's bell ringing.
As if he had been waiting for this moment, he stood up and walked up to the second floor to go back to his room. At this time, he was in a happy mood, and when he thought about the happiness at the moment, he was extremely excited.
In the brightly lit corridor on the second floor, a noble face like a peony flower emerged.
Before I even walked in, the aroma wafted in front of me.
In her body, there is a wonderful essence, which is far beyond the reality of dreams, and has a stronger essence and state.
Fujiwara Izaya stepped forward.
The Omikami who appeared today had a different hairstyle than usual
The popular wavy hidden-ear hair style accentuates her facial contours, making her look more like a face from a fairy tale. She is wearing a luxurious golden palace dress, and the back of her neck is as eye-catching as a relief.
The perfume-like scent of sweat made Fujiwara Izaya's heart beat violently.
"Why are you here?"
"You are so stupid!" Amaterasu showed her smooth teeth and rubbed his hair, "Don't I come to see you every New Year? This year is the same. Congratulations on the New Year, please take more care of you."
Her white palms were slightly raised, revealing her slender wrists and graceful and soft joints from her sleeves... This kind of beauty still maintains a noble neutrality.
"Now that we're here," Fujiwara Izaya grabbed her wrist, "Let's come together."
"Eh?"
Amaterasu's body tilted.
She fell into his arms, laid her face on his chest and lifted her up.
The graceful and luxurious Grand Royal God exudes an indescribable fragrance, which is so rich that it is almost suffocating.
The fair and beautiful face without makeup was shining with the light of the sun, and the lips were trembling with a series of short surprised sighs.
Those lips were covered by Fujiwara Izaya in an extremely natural manner.
As soon as the lips touched, a gentle sweetness spread, and the whole world trembled at the point of contact of the lips.
Amid the incomparable feeling of warmth and mellowness, Amaterasu was picked up by him and walked directly into the room... The lights inside were dim, the floor was smooth and bright, like a misty water mirror, and there were two extremely watery and charming beauties.
The gold and silver thread embroidery between their white water jackets and red inner skirts shines brightly.
For a long time, Amaterasu didn't understand why she just came down to pay New Year's greetings, and why she handed over her chastity in such a clumsy way... and because she acted too clumsy and at a loss, she was punished.
The other sisters laughed at me for a long time.
It's true.
The great royal god's tens of thousands of years of dignity were completely destroyed by the little devil in one night, leaving only his shyness.
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After the New Year, in order to change from Acting Chairman to official Chairman, Izaya Fujiwara went to Kyoto accompanied by the two Chairman and stayed there for a while.
In addition to business, there is no shortage of other things to do.
We always chatted and played cards together in the evenings and spent many wonderful nights together.
Mrs. Hoshimi is always so warm and lovely, with her long hair hanging down her pretty face, reminiscent of a Raphael style oil painting.
Mrs. Kasahara always had a free and natural air when chatting or playing cards. She only had to turn her eyes casually for a moment to reveal an unusual richness and majesty.
When she was resting on the sofa after playing tiredly, Fujiwara Rin would look at her carefully.
She slept with her eyes closed, and from time to time she would move slightly suddenly, like an unexpected breeze blowing through the treetops. Her hands were placed on her chest, and her arms hung childishly between her ribs.
Looking at this look, Fujiwara Izaya almost laughed out loud several times. Only Kasahara Himeko could perfectly achieve this kind of serious, innocent and cute look.
It is a kind of pure pleasure to admire her sleeping face.
It was like a line of sleeping birds flying across the sky, flapping their wings incessantly.
What Fujiwara Izaya discovered from every angle was a new world that no one had ever seen before, and it was extremely beautiful.
Sometimes the three of them would drink in the alleys of Kyoto.
The drunk Miss Himeko's eyes were shining with a strange light. She really wanted to go back early, put aside all her worries, get into bed and read study books together.
As for Miss Yako, she would be very passive when drunk, just trembling like a lonely abandoned cat in the rain.
Miss Himeko looked at her and smiled wickedly like a monster. After Fujiwara Izaya scolded her, she made an innocent smile to get away with it.
At one point, Miss Himeko really couldn't bear it any longer.
"What a great opportunity this is!"
Miss Jizi muttered, "Don't say anything about thinking about Mizi, and don't look down on me and say random words to deal with me."
"Don't say that, we are equals!"
"No! You are so disgusting. Mizi is more important than me, right?"
"This is so awkward, aren't you embarrassed?"
"snort!"
Saying that, Miss Himeko rolled over on her side and lost her temper.
For Izaya Fujiwara, it is certainly not unlovable when she loses her temper. The more naughty she is, the more fun life is. But often he has to suffer for a while before he can enjoy the sweetness. It would be great if there was no bitterness... I can't help but think about it.
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
Well.
This is how the days passed.
The night before returning to Tokyo, the three of them had another big meal and drink in the hotel.
Mrs. Hoshimi leaned against the edge of the bed as she lost herself in the lake.
"Sorry, I'm a little drunk."
"Come and have some tea." Mrs. Kasahara made herbal tea and giggled, her eyes filled with that strange light. Before she knew it, she had taken off her coat.
The balcony of the hotel faces Kawabata Ku, and you can see the trees along the Kono River.
"It's really nice here." Mrs. Kasahara stretched her body, "If you come here in August, you can see the big bonfire when you climb up to the roof."
Fujiwara Izaya doesn't care about the big literary fire at all.
Invited to the chairman's room for a drink, he thought about how he could behave like a gentleman in such an unusual situation.
It would be nice if Fuka-Eri was here.
With Fuka-Eri watching over him, he could handle the situation calmly.
Ignoring the drunken best friend beside her, Miss Himeko whispered to Fujiwara Izaya in her usual coquettish tone. They both muttered, put their knees on the ground, and crawled around him.
"Why do you put on such a scary expression?"
"That's how I looked."
"Liar!" Miss Jizi's eyes clearly looked wrong.
Can't you just sleep well when you're drunk... Fujiwara Izaya helplessly wailed in his heart.
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After getting up the next day, Yuan Lin also sat on the toilet, thinking about the two women he had seen last night.
One is a kitten that sleeps obediently when it's drunk, and the other is a puppy that licks randomly when it's drunk. Thinking about it carefully, compared with the mediocre life of a child for more than ten years, life now is really too lively.
.
oh oh.
This life is so damn sweet.
It is very likely that you will be unable to avoid quarrels every day in the future, and you will have to say sweet words until your throat vomits blood to maintain the stability of the family. The consequence of this is that you feel tired just thinking about it. Will you suffer from neurasthenia when you get older?
Never mind, never mind.
Anyway, my greatest advantage is that I am strong and durable.
"I'm not afraid of you!"
After yelling to cheer himself up, Fujiwara Izaya got up from the toilet and ran into Miss Yako's room.
The two ladies were lying in the middle of the big bed, making sounds like kittens purring.
"I should wake up with them!"
Fujiwara Izaya just lay down.
Miss Yako moved her nose and opened her eyes: "Why are you here?"
Fujiwara Izaya pretended to touch his head: "After you were drunk last night, Himeko did a lot of bad things. You have to protect me when she wakes up."
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Miss Yako didn't hear clearly what he said.
"That is to say, if you drink too much, Himeko's rationality will relax."
Miss Yako suddenly realized: "Are you also driven crazy by her drunkenness?"
It seems that Ms. Yako is also a victim.
Fujiwara Izaya sighed sadly: "Miss Himeko is really guilty of a heinous crime."
At this moment, Mrs. Kasahara woke up, grabbed the trash can and said "yue~". Vomiting the residue in her stomach, she did not forget to make a protest sound of "Oh!"
Mrs. Hoshimi and Fujiwara Izaya looked at each other.
"Please be a gentleman and take care of her."
"I'm so unlucky..."
"Please don't blame her too much. You see, Jizi is hugging the trash can and accepting retribution. Also, aren't we accompanying you here all for you? Don't be dissatisfied."
"Miss Yako is so gentle."
"That's right." Mrs. Hoshimi smiled softly.
"I really want to fall in love with a girl with long black hair and straight hair like Yako."
Mrs. Kasahara raised her face from the trash can: "Isn't that Rinko?"
Mrs. Hoshimi blushed, clenched her little fists, and stared at Fujiwara Izaya: "It's too much, Fujiwara-kun is too much. He always deliberately mentions Rinko in front of me!"
"Let's kill him and take away all his property!" Mrs. Kasahara smiled strangely, looking like a villain who was planning to embezzle the store's property.
"Go back to Tokyo!"
Fujiwara Izaya smiled and rolled out of bed, packing his luggage.
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Time flies and summer falls again.
When he woke up in the morning, in the dim light of dawn, Fujiwara Izaya could vaguely see the figures around him, the white teeth exposed between the half-open lips and the delicate snow-white skin under the quilt.
The morning breeze blew, and the tassels on the window curtains swayed quietly.
"Madam, give me a reward."
"You little nuisance. Okay, just for a moment." Kawashima Miki said in a sweet voice.
After kissing him, Mrs. Miki got up and put on her black velvet nightgown.
The seven-month-old belly frequently moved like waves.
Fortunately, she really had it that time.
Otherwise, Fujiwara Izaya would face hell.
"Miki."
Fujiwara Izaya hugged her from behind.
Hands undo the straps of the nightgown.
Mrs. Miki shook her head and resisted. Wearing nothing in her nightgown, she knelt down in the darkness of dawn.
In another room, the queen was feeding the baby. After the baby was full and went back to sleep, she turned into a fox and gently hugged the baby to sleep.
The sky will soon get brighter.
The beautiful, deep and clear blue sky stretches infinitely before your eyes, and a few motionless swings cast peaceful shadows on the green ground. Fujiwara Izaya moved a lounge chair and read a book by the pool.
The freed shikigami such as Xuebao, Luo Xinfu, and Suzuhiko Hime would occasionally come to him for food and spend most of their time wandering outside. Nowadays, monsters can be seen swaggering through the streets of Tokyo from time to time...
"How long has it been since you went to school?"
Kasahara Asuka walked in from outside, raised her thin and soft arms high, and stretched greatly.
"I'm too famous now." Fujiwara Izaya smiled helplessly, "It's not good to go to school."
Kasahara Asuka sat down next to him and patted away a few petals that fell on him. A flattering smile appeared on her face: "Can you tell your mother so that Xiangxiang doesn't have to go to school?"
"no!"
Fujiwara Izaya refused flatly.
Asuka Kasahara bit him on the shoulder and squeezed into the recliner to sleep in with him. Miki Kawashima brought a small stool over and knitted clothes for the baby next to it.
Asuka Kasahara looked at her belly with wide eyes and smiled.
It looked like he had another bad idea.
The sun has risen slightly, and white clouds stretch across the sky like rolling mountain peaks.
"You are all here." Tamamo Mae came out of the bedroom to bask in the sun with her child in her arms.
"Let me hug Kiyoaki-chan." Asuka Kasahara opened her arms.
"You just have to be careful." The queen said in a very petty voice before handing the child over to her.
Fujiwara Izaya moved his face towards me.
This is a rosy little boy, as beautiful as a little angel, and almost as beautiful as transparent. He has slender fingers, small lips that look very soft like his mother, round and lovely arms, and majestic golden eyes.
...Any part of it gives people an indescribable sweetness.
Kasahara Asuka pointed her finger at the little guy's lips: "Hurry up and call Aunt Xiang."
The little guy grabbed Aunt Xiang's white and tender fingers and put them in his mouth: "Wow~"
"Haha." Asuka Kasahara laughed happily, "It's so cute. Can you lend it to Xiangxiang for a few days?"
"Okay, don't make him cry. You are still a child yourself, how can I leave it to you..." Tamamo Mae took the child back with a nervous look on his face.
The little guy’s name is Fujiwara Kiyaki.
He is the first child in this family.
"Did I choose the name because I hate perfection?" Fujiwara Izaya looked at the queen and said as if taking credit for it, "Clear and clear, clean and perfect."
The Queen doesn't care about the child's father.
She looked at her son with all her attention, her eyes completely devoid of the majesty of a queen, but filled with gentle maternal love. The cold, arrogant and ruthless Tamamo-sama was gentle and dignified at this moment, completely immersed in her mother's posture.
"Isn't he too charming for a boy?" Kawashima Miki raised her head and asked.
"Don't worry, the little guy is definitely a smart and brave man." Fujiwara Izaya shook his head and said, "He is only a little bit worse than his father."
As soon as he finished speaking, Miki Kawashima and Tamamo Mae each kicked him.
"You are all here."
Over in the courtyard, Hoshimi Yako walked in with the support of Hoshimi Rinko.
The Chairman has some difficulty moving, but his expression remains as quiet and elegant as ever.
"If you have anything to say, I'll pick you up." Fujiwara Izaya stepped forward to greet you.
"I want to discuss how to spend this summer." Hoshimi Yako held her daughter's arm and said with a smile, "Xiangxiang and Rinzi are also on summer vacation, so I called Himeko over and let's think about it together."
Fujiwara Izaya looked at his senior, who is now a college student this year: "Where do you want to go, senior?"
Seeing Rinzi's pretty face solemn, Hoshi glared at Fujiwara Izaya with slight annoyance and pinched his arm: "I want to go to Takamagahara."
She said without hesitation.
"Didn't you say we discussed it together? Why did your family just make a decision?"
Look back at the past.
Kasahara Himeko and Kasahara Fuka-Eri stood side by side, not knowing when they came.
Hoshimi Yako's eyes immediately lit up, she straightened her back and looked at her best friend: "Sister Himeko, you have lost to your sister too much."
"..."
Kasahara Himeko, who had the upper hand for a long time, looked very unhappy.
She looked at Fujiwara Izaya without a smile, gnashing her teeth, as if she was planning how to execute him Ling Chi one by one.
"Save me, Fuka-Eri." Fujiwara Izaya looked at Kasahara Fuka-Eri pitifully.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri gave him a sword.
Then she turned her head away, too lazy to pay attention to him.
She is tall and has the same heroic image as always. Even if she becomes a real wife, she will only show a very contrasting and charming side in the room.
Kawashima Miki covered her forehead, just thinking that her husband was such a jerk.
"Come over and have a cup of tea." Riho Yukino came to the rescue with some tea.
Fujiwara Izaya took the opportunity to hide aside and started remote communication mode with Amaterasu.
"Hey, Omikami?"
"What's up?"
Amaterasu's voice sounded warm.
"Is the situation in Gao Tianyuan stable recently?"
"I don't know, I'm on maternity leave."
"..."
"Since you contacted me, stop dawdling down there and come up here to see what's going on."
Suddenly a huge crack appeared in the sky, and colorful clouds shone in the broken lines of the void.
Amaterasu is dressed in red, her long black hair is dancing in the wind, and her bulging belly does not affect her incomparable beauty at all.
She is indeed the sun goddess.
That warm maternal radiance is very heart-warming to see.
Fujiwara Izaya turned around and looked at the ladies.