On the first day of vacation, Fujiwara Izaya took a nap.
He used to get up at six o'clock every day, but today it was almost eight o'clock and he still hadn't woken up.
Not being lazy.
This Golden Week will be the busiest Golden Week for him in the past seventeen years, so he must recharge his batteries before starting to get busy.
?I'm 14 years old
?I'm pretty
When the sun shone into the room through the curtains, Fujiwara Izaya's Sony mobile phone suddenly rang.
He slowly stretched out his hand from the quilt, picked up the phone and glanced at the screen. It was an unfamiliar number.
Hang up and go back to sleep.
After a while, the voice of French singer Cécile Corbel rang out again.
Hang up again.
No one can deprive me of sleep as comfortable as locusts in autumn.
Then... the ringtone rang again, and because of his delay in responding, the ringtone became more urgent and anxious, as if there was an extremely stubborn and impatient person on the other end of the phone.
After being too noisy to sleep, Fujiwara Izaya picked up his phone and swiped the answer icon.
"Excuse me, Fujiwara Izaya..."
The clear and sweet female voice has a hint of coolness, like an iceberg.
Early in the morning, a strange woman called...
"I'm underage, I have no money to spend, I don't have the equipment to receive HNK signals at home, I don't want an inheritance, I don't donate sperm, I don't want to work hard for the time being, goodbye."
Finished.
Fujiwara Izaya hung up the phone directly.
"Ah~"
Yawning and rubbing his eyes, his vision gradually became clearer.
The weather outside was sunny, and the morning light filtered into the house. The clothes were neatly folded on the chair, and the slippers lying on the floor looked like two lazy puppies.
Two seconds later, the bell rang again.
"Isn't he a salesman..." Fujiwara Izaya picked up the phone again.
"I'm Fuka-Eri Kasahara. If you hang up the phone again, an F15 fighter jet will fly over the Asakusa Shrine in ten minutes and drop something by the way."
Um.
The other party finished speaking in one breath, without giving Fujiwara Izaya time to interrupt.
"F15, throw something...Kasahara Fuka-Eri..." Fujiwara Izaya pondered for a moment, then asked: "Who are you?"
On the other end of the receiver, Kasahara Fuka-Eri's breathing visibly stagnated, then took a deep breath and said in a cold tone: "Two weeks ago, you accepted my commission. It is very lacking to face your employer with such an attitude.
Professionalism!”
"Two weeks ago..." Fujiwara Izaya quickly recalled it in his mind before he remembered that something like this happened, "Were you introduced here by Mr. Shimada?"
"That's right."
"I almost forgot."
"At noon today, come to the address I sent you." Kasahara Fuka-Eri said.
His tone was still cold and he lacked emotional ups and downs, making him look like a machine without emotions.
"Okay," Fujiwara Izaya got up with his mobile phone under his shoulder, took off his pajamas, and slowly put on his private clothes, "How can I contact you when we arrive?"
"Long orange hair," she said.
"Long orange hair, Kasahara..." In an instant, Fujiwara Izaya was excited and asked loudly: "Are you Asuka's sister?"
"right."
"..."
"Meet you at twelve o'clock."
After the information was handed over, Kasahara Fuka-Eri hung up the phone, as crisply as her speaking style.
"My sister seems to have a strong opinion on me..." Fujiwara Izaya scratched his messy hair, changed into casual clothes, washed up, went to the kitchen, cut bread and tomatoes, then put butter and cheese slices in them, and mixed them with milk.
Eat it into your stomach.
While eating breakfast, he sorted out the things that needed to be done during the Golden Week and wrote down notes.
①Appointment with Kasahara Fuka-Eri (No. 29)
② Notify the Suzuki Police Department to sort out Momose Hayami’s belongings and take them to Zenkokuji Temple for burial (No. 1)
③Receive Mr. Kitahara and trick him into spending money and effort to repair the shrine (No. 2)
④Go to Asuka’s house to cut the grass (time to be determined)
⑤ Help Kawashima Meiji to remove the spirit (time to be determined)
"There are so many things..."
Fujiwara Izaya smiled enthusiastically, put the note on the refrigerator door, then took the broom and started cleaning inside and outside.
The petals of the old cherry tree in the courtyard are about to fall off, leaving only the green leaves swaying in the wind. The season is rapidly transitioning to summer, and the weeds that have absorbed enough rain in the spring have begun to grow crazily, reaching the height of a person's knees.
Whenever the wind blows by, it brings the smell of burning grass.
While cleaning the flower petals on the ground, several small wild cats jumped in from outside the fence. Because the courtyard of Asakusa Shrine seems to have been moved intact from a lush part of the mountains, the nearby wild cats regard it as a play gathering place.
place.
When he has free time, Fujiwara Izaya likes to sit on the porch and watch the cats and feed them cat food.
He quite likes cats, except sardines.
After cleaning the yard, I was sitting on the porch watching the "Spanish Civil War" I bought earlier. A little white female cat ran out of nowhere and scratched her claws on the wooden floor for a while.
"Hey," Fujiwara Izaya asked it, "can you become a cat girl?"
The little female cat opened her eyes: "Meow?"
"I know Nekomata, she can transform into a cat girl," Fujiwara Izaya pointed out two fingers, "A cat girl with two tails, it's a pity that she followed my dad to Takamagahara, otherwise I could introduce you to her."
"Meow~"
The little female cat stretched herself comfortably and fell asleep peacefully smelling the scent of the mountain god.
As noon gradually approaches, the wind blowing is very soft, the sunlight turns into a strange and unclear color, and the blue sky above the dense shade of trees does not have a cloud to spoil its beauty.
Before going to Kasahara Fuka-Eri's appointment, Fujiwara Izaya called Yuki Onna and Roshiro out to look after the house.
"Ah~"
As soon as the snow girl came out, she floated directly to her master, put her hands around his neck, and begged for food.
The soft and graceful body, the refreshing cool air, and the provocation of Fujiwara Izaya like a kitten's nose.
The little spider is not idle either.
After the front was occupied by the snow girl, she had no choice but to hug her master's chest from behind with both hands and press his head on her chest. Then...she put her mouth to the neck of her master's earlobe and gently licked it with her tongue.
Come down, open your mouth and bite down.
This is also a test of willpower!
"You can't do this!" Fujiwara Izaya pressed their heads respectively, pushed them away, and said with a serious expression: "Shikigami should look like shikigami, and they can't stick to their masters all day long."
The snow girl tilted her head and looked at her master with a "huh?" expression.
"I want to eat~" The bride continued to come over, hugging her master's arm and refusing to let go.
She is a bit smarter than Xuebao. Not only can she express information in simple language, but she also knows how to seduce her master. For example, like now, she puts her master's arms in the middle of her chest and rubs them to increase her master's affection for her.
Fujiwara Izaya twitched his hand.
Instead of being able to pull it out, she pressed harder.
The package surface is very large, soft to the touch, and the skin is clean and refreshing. After Fujiwara Izaya tried it, he simply let the little spider tempt him.
Well...
Just think of her as a monster who helps you practice, since she is a monster to begin with.
The snow girl stepped forward and stared curiously at her master's deeply encircling arms.
"Yukihime, close your eyes." Fujiwara Izaya turned around helplessly, "Don't look, don't think, don't learn!"
The snow girl curled her lips in grievance, turned her face to one side and remained silent.
The master is partial and Xuebao is angry!
"Come and eat. After you're done, watch the house." Fujiwara Izaya took out two pieces of food from the system and handed them to them with one hand.
Only then did the new woman let go of her master's arm, holding the spider snack given by her master in both hands, and bit it gently with her teeth. A stream of venom was released from her teeth, injected into the inside of the spider, melting away the contents, and then she took a small bite
Suck the juice inside.
Looking at her moving lips and swallowing throat, Fujiwara Izaya had a bad feeling.
As long as she practices this technique for a long time, she may become thinner and weaker in the future.
Don't forget.
In addition to Little Spider, Olaf also practices hard every day.
I have to continue to strengthen my physique... Fujiwara Izaya thought about his future plans, left the shrine, and took the subway to go to the appointment.
It was an April day when the cherry blossoms had fallen. The sunshine was that of early summer. The bright green cherry trees were swaying in the wind and the vending machines were shining brightly. On such a day where he could feel happiness, he met his sister.