There is a small blue shop door, a blue women's bicycle, and a white plastic frame on the back seat. A lazy orange cat that ran away from nowhere is lying inside and sleeping.
Fujiwara Izaya opened the door and walked in, and the first thing he saw was Yukino Riho.
She sat reading a book in the sunshine by the window. She wore a thin sweatshirt with a hood, a pair of blue jeans, and faded canvas shoes that looked like they had been washed countless times. She looked like a college freshman, but her petite oval face still had
He has the immature look of a high school student. His hair is black and straight, he has almost no makeup, and he doesn't wear anything like accessories.
She was so engrossed in the book that she barely moved her eyes from the page. When she heard the greeting from "Miss Yukino," she closed the book with a bookmark and raised her head.
The high school student, who was wearing a neat uniform and looked like a good boy, was smiling at her.
Yukino Riho felt that he was pleasing to his eyes for no reason, and couldn't help but smile too: "What's the matter?"
"Are there any cardboard boxes? Lend me some." Fujiwara Izaya asked her, leaning against the store door.
"Yes, please wait a moment." Yukino Riho left his seat, found two unfolded cardboard boxes and a roll of tape from the utility room and gave them to him. By the way, he asked: "What are you looking for?
of?"
"It's for luggage." Fujiwara Izaya took the carton and tape.
Yukino Riho frowned slightly: "Are you going to move?"
"No, but my home is gone and I need to find a place to live for the time being."
"Home is gone?"
"Well, it was smashed overnight." Fujiwara Izaya shrugged and said goodbye with a smile, "Okay, I'll go back and look for anything else that can be used. See you later."
"Bye~"
Yukino Riho waved her hands gently.
After watching him leave, I returned to my seat and opened the book, but I couldn't read it.
She stopped reading and turned to look out the window. People were coming and going on both sides of the Sumida River. People who had somewhere to go and people who had nowhere to go. People who had a purpose and people who had no purpose. She looked at the chaotic street scene for a while.
, then adjusted his breathing, returned his eyes to the book page, and at the same time stretched out his hand towards the coffee cup on the table.
I took a small sip and it was slightly bitter.
Yukino Riho put down the cup and closed the book at the same time.
Then he touched his temples with his fingertips and murmured in distress and self-reproach: "Is it because the bald spider's friend took revenge... Really, it's my fault for not reminding him, what should I do now..."
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Back at Asakusa Shrine, Izaya Fujiwara squatted on the ruins with a cardboard box to collect useful things.
The family members who came to do the demolition last night seemed to be very resentful. Even the slightly larger furniture was smashed to pieces. The keys to the old piano that had been placed in the room could not be found.
Pen cases, bagpipes, still complete school uniform shirts, yellowed white tennis shoes, unbroken cans of beer... Fujiwara Izaya picked up the usable things one by one and put them in the box.
The morning breeze blew slowly, stirring the lush wild grass in the courtyard and blowing his too-long bangs. The birds around him made clear and loud calls, jumping on the branches of the old cherry tree, and a group of stray cats crawled across.
Stand on the wall and carefully observe the environment.
Asuka Kasahara jumped up the long slope, but after passing the torii gate, she slowed down.
The clear early summer sunshine dances on the ground and shakes the shadows of leaves. Birds with bright feathers jump down from the branches and comb each other's feathers on the ground. Kittens only have half their heads exposed in the grass, meowing in tune.
Song.
Slowly, they are moving towards the center of the picture.
Including Kasahara Asuka's eyes also looked towards the dazzling white shirt in the middle of the ruins.
The ground was covered with debris, and the senior was alone, sitting on the collapsed wooden beam, looking at the plaque at his feet in a daze.
The birds landed on his head and shoulders and stopped chirping; the kittens squatted at his feet and climbed onto his knees, as kind and well-behaved as they understood human nature.
The screen cannot remain still.
Asuka Kasahara was afraid of ruining the scene, so she chose to stop.
After a long time, Fujiwara Izaya woke up in the sunshine and twisted his neck slightly.
The plaque that I have been staring at has been eroded by wind and rain to the point that it has lost its original appearance. The once bright paint has peeled off completely, and even the words printed on it are difficult to distinguish.
Mother, how are you doing in Takamagahara?
Don’t worry and leave the rest to me. I will bring back the glory and beauty of the past to Asakusa Shrine. As a reward, please remember to come down and participate in the interview with parents of third grade students... Also, you can just come by yourself.
, don’t take dad with you.
Thinking about this matter, Fujiwara Izaya took five deep and long breaths to disperse all the weak sadness in his heart.
The morning breeze continues to blow.
After five breaths, Fujiwara Izaya stood up.
Then, the picture came alive.
The birds are flying again and chirping incessantly; the cats are back to being active and playing with each other; the wild lisianthus flowers are fragrant from the weeds.
Fujiwara Izaya raised the corners of his lips slightly and stared at these little guys with watery eyes.
The bright sunshine shone down, sparkling on the tip of his nose. The wind in May was neither cold nor hot, and the bangs that reached the top of his eyebrows were slightly swaying in the wind.
This feeling... Kasahara Asuka didn't know how to describe it. Looking at it from a distance, the senior was surprisingly good-looking. Even her fingertips were glowing with a beautiful color. Her temperament was unprecedentedly unforgettable, ethereal, elegant, and lofty.
It seems...like, like a god!
But the next second, this senior who looked like a god in her eyes suddenly seemed to remember something and hurried to a pile of rubble to dig at it. After a while, a cabinet was pulled out from the ground.
He opened the drawer of the cabinet and found two pairs of stockings, and a smile appeared on his face again.
Kasahara Asuka couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.
"Pfft, haha..."
The clear and sweet laughter reached his ears, and Fujiwara Izaya turned around and looked over.
The beautiful girl with long orange hair walked towards him jumping up and down in the sunshine.
The white trendy short-sleeved shirt is tucked into a short skirt, the waist is slender and tight, and the slender legs are exposed to the air, giving people the feeling that it's already summer.
"Good morning, senior~!"
On the way over, Asuka Kasahara greeted him energetically.
Fujiwara Izaya found that her fair little face looked particularly beautiful today, and he didn't know if it was because of the makeup. Her soft little lips were more moisturized and glossy than usual, and they were just right with light-colored lipstick.
As she ran, the air flow rolled up the hem of her skirt.
In an instant, part of the girl's thigh was exposed, and her white and tender skin emerged in the light.
Perhaps because she didn't notice it, or perhaps she didn't think it was a big deal that Fujiwara Izaya saw her thighs, Kasahara Asuka didn't care about the hem of her skirt being blown up. She trotted over to him and asked in a clear voice:
"The first question of the holiday quiz: Senior, do you plan to attack Asuka today?"
"...?"
Fujiwara Izaya didn't react for a moment.
Is this the way to say hello on that planet?
"If you don't answer, then there is!"
Kasahara Asuka came to the conclusion very confidently, looking at his handsome but somewhat dazed face with a smile: "Second question: How do you pronounce the word hello in English?"
Fujiwara Izaya was even more confused.
The word hello...
Isn’t it English itself?
"It's h-e-l-l-o, hello. Come and read it again with me: hello, asuka-san."
"Hello, Asuka-san..."
"Why is your voice so weak? Senior, you need to act more excited!"
"Miss Asuka," Fujiwara Izaya shook his head and answered him seriously: "The priest is like a call girl. If you want him to pretend to be excited, you have to pay extra."
"Oh, what an interesting statement!" Kasahara Asuka stood on tiptoes and said such an interesting statement, and suddenly came to Fujiwara Izaya's eyes, "Senior, please keep this funny all your life, otherwise Asuka will not like senior.
.”
The tip of her nose was very close to hers, and a citrus scent that was unique to her rushed into her nostrils.
Fujiwara Izaya took a sharp sniff subconsciously.
"Does it smell good?" Asuka Kasahara played with the ends of her hair with her fingers and teased him.
His voice was sweet yet a little lazy, his smile was innocent yet charming, and the mountain god's heart beat a little faster.
"When I smell this smell," Fujiwara Izaya said calmly, "it reminds me of the sour smell of sweat on your two pairs of socks. What do you think is the better smell?"
"That's right, socks!"
Kasahara Asuka's expression immediately became excited as if she just remembered it.
"Tell me the truth," she looked down at the two pairs of stockings in Fujiwara Izaya's hands, and asked in a sweet voice: "The school girl's socks have been treasured by seniors for so long, have they been used during this time?"
"Eh?"
"It's no use?"
"How can I, a man, use stockings!"
"Are you embarrassed or do you think it's not exciting enough?" Kasahara Asuka smiled like a little fox and lowered her voice to seduce him: "If you don't think it's exciting enough, Asuka can put on various styles of stockings and help senior with her feet.
Yo."
"……Clam?"
Fujiwara Izaya was shocked.
She asked this question for the second time, how could she be so perverted!
Asuka Kasahara looked at his stiff expression and suddenly burst out laughing, her laughter clear and sweet.
"Idiot senior," she covered her mouth with the back of her hand and stared at him with a pair of clear and bright eyes: "Were you thinking just now that Asuka should help you with bare feet, right?"
Actually...
Izaya Fujiwara can guide the beautiful girl Jiojio whether she is barefoot or wearing various stockings.
But he knew that Asuka, the school girl, was just joking.
She is very coquettish, but you are absolutely not allowed to touch her.
"Asuka..., no, Kasahara-san," Fujiwara Izaya leaned back warily and looked at her from a distance: "What are you doing here again?"
"Let's take pictures!"
Kasahara Asuka changed the topic, her eyes under her long eyelashes looked like a naughty puppy with mischievous eyes.
Before Fujiwara Izaya could say no, she held one of his arms with both hands, pulled him under the torii gate, took out his mobile phone and clicked, taking an intimate photo.
"Senior is quite photogenic, but Asuka is more beautiful."
Kasahara Asuka commented on the photo, used Fujiwara Izaya's mobile phone to download and register ins, and also used his account to post the picture and add text.
【Love.ing】
Fujiwara Izaya rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.
"Take a picture of Asuka quickly."
Asuka Kasahara returned the phone to him, then sat down against the torii gate, took off her shoes, and her smooth and pink feet swayed in the sunshine, her expression very comfortable.
A broad spring breeze blew in the distance, and the long orange hair was swaying lightly.
Fujiwara Izaya held up his mobile phone and pointed the camera at her, but he still didn't press the shutter button.
"Hey, senior, why are you so dazed? Hurry up and take pictures!"
Kasahara Asuka raised her feet, the concave shape made her legs sore.
There was no other way, Fujiwara Izaya had no choice but to take a few photos of her feet and deal with it casually.
But there is one thing to say.
The school girl's feet are very beautiful, they are small and fragrant, and it is a pleasure to look at.
The insteps are smooth and tender, the soles are white and rosy, and are very well maintained. There is no hard cuticle on the heels. Although the toes are not painted with nail polish, they are trimmed very cleanly and neatly, like exquisite jade inlaid in ten clumsy and cute ones.
on the toes.
"Are you okay?"
"OK OK."
"Let Asuka take a look."
Kasahara Asuka got up happily and looked at the photos against his body as if she was very familiar with Fujiwara Izaya.
"Well, as expected of Asuka, she looks great no matter how she takes the photos." She nodded with great satisfaction, grabbed the phone from Fujiwara Izaya's hand, and still used his Instagram account to post pictures.
【I really want to be Ms. Asuka’s dog!】
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya really wanted to push her to the ground and beat her so that she could feel the love from the Nagano Mountain God.
After the fun, Asuka Kasahara put away her lively personality, glanced around the ruins of the shrine with a solemn expression, and asked: "How could it become like this?"
"I guess I offended someone." Fujiwara Izaya put her stockings into the cardboard box and bent down to continue looking for something.
"Who is it?" Kasahara Asuka asked.
"Why are you asking this?" Fujiwara Izaya turned around, "Do you want to help me?"
"Of course!" Kasahara Asuka put her hands on her hips and showed off her big sister-in-law, "Senior is my Asuka. If anyone bullies you, of course I have to help you fight back."
Fujiwara Izaya shook his head: "I don't know who."
It can basically be concluded that it has something to do with Kawashima Meiji, but he doesn't want his schoolmates to get involved. Firstly, he doesn't want to owe a favor, and secondly, he wants to capture the bride, so he can't let others interfere with this matter.
"Invisible enemies are the most terrifying ones. Senior, be careful." She warned him. Asuka Kasahara's big eyes moved around a few times, and a sly smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth. "Hey, senior," she asked, "what will you do next?"
where to live?"
"Let's find a hotel to stay in first." Fujiwara Izaya stood up holding the cardboard box and walked towards the corner, where the Honda Syaoran stopped to avoid being poisoned.
Kasahara Asuka pointedly said: "It's a waste of money to stay in a hotel."
"No way," Fujiwara Izaya stacked two cardboard boxes on the back seat and fixed them with tape while answering her, "It will take two or three months to rebuild the shrine, so I can't let me put up a convertible here.
"
"I have a way to save money." Asuka Kasahara stepped into the driver's seat of Honda Syaoran, laughed happily twice, turned back and poked Fujiwara Izaya's chest with her finger: "Asuka's home is very big, but
We still need a Honda Symphony. Otherwise, senior, please send the Silver Dragon over there. From now on, I’ll be Asuka’s driver and take care of food and housing.”
"Reject!" Fujiwara Izaya raised his head and tapped her forehead, "With your personality, what should you do if you climb into my bed in the middle of the night?"
"Ouch~" Kasahara Asuka covered her forehead and looked at him pitifully: "It hurts, senior is so rude and not gentle at all."
"Come on, I didn't even try hard!"
"It just hurts! Senior is not gentle!"
"Well, I'm too lazy to say these useless words. Come down quickly, I'm going to drive away."
"Where are you going, senior?"
"Leave these at a friend's house."
"Male or female?"
"female."
"lover?"
"A simple friend who owns a bakery."
"Asuka is going too."
"Are you very free?" Fujiwara Izaya looked at her tiredly, "What reason are you using to pester me today?"
"Come to me, senior, to cut the grass." Asuka Kasahara smiled innocently and simply, "Senior, you promised me something, so you can't default on it."
"Okay, you wait for me here." Fujiwara Izaya said, "I'll put your things away and come back to pick you up!"
"No!" Asuka Kasahara refused directly, and automatically and consciously put the helmet she thought was ugly on her head, "Asuka wants to follow senior to meet the vixen that senior is hiding outside."
"There's no place to sit!" Fujiwara Izaya pointed at the two cardboard boxes in the back seat, "Unless you sit on them."
"Asuka, sit in front!" Kasahara Asuka moved her butt forward, leaving a narrow space between the cardboard box and her own back.
"Am I still afraid of taking advantage of you?" Fujiwara Izaya said harsh words while putting on his helmet.
"Okay, senior finally stopped being timid." Asuka Kasahara cheered, tilted her head and looked at him with a smile, "Asuka also wants to try the feeling of being hugged by senior, so that she can decide the scale of future relationships."
That delicate and pretty face looked sparkling in the soft morning light.
A perverted little bitch... Fujiwara Izaya strengthened his impression of her in his mind, raised his legs, and got into the narrow gap.
As soon as his butt was firmly seated, Kasahara tilted his head back and hit his chest: "Senior, does he have phobia of women?"
"No ah."
"Why don't you get closer?"
"...You think I'm as casual as you!" Fujiwara Izaya found a reason that she couldn't refute, and before she could refute, he yelled: "Silver Dragon, let's go——"
As soon as the accelerator is turned, the Honda Wolf starts slowly.
Passing through the torii gate, sliding down the long ramp, and joining the busy avenue. Kasahara Asuka grabbed the rearview mirror with both hands, the wind blew on her face, and her long orange hair was lifted up, carrying a citrus scent.
, one strand after another was patted on Fujiwara Izaya’s face.
"Hey, senior," Kasahara Asuka suddenly turned her head and said with a smile: "It feels great to be in the front. From now on, Asuka will be in the front and senior will be in the back, okay?"
"Please don't use such ambiguous terms!"
"That's because senior's mind is full of porn, so everything he sees and hears is porn."
"..."
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is really no way to refute it.
At around seven o'clock in the morning, when I arrived at the [lemon] bakery, when Izaya Fujiwara was removing the tape from the carton on the back seat, Asuka Kasahara ran into the store ahead of him and walked straight towards Riho Yukino.