The oleander swayed violently under the beating of raindrops. The water vapor and floral fragrance were mixed with the rich sweet fragrance of Kawashima Meiji, filling the slightly dim sky. A huge black crow flew over and landed on
On the oleander, he looked at the young master who was not doing his job with wide eyes, just like an audience watching a stage play.
"Boom~"
Thunder sounded in the distance, filling the void caused by this silence in time.
Although the thunder was far away, it was intense, and the sound was getting closer and closer. Fujiwara Izaya turned his head and glanced outside, when a bolt of lightning passed through the treetops in the courtyard, almost hitting the crow.
The rain also intensified at this moment.
The heavy downpour turned everything around white, the soil splashed up, and the rain was extremely fierce.
"Have you thought about what to say?" Fujiwara Izaya looked at Kawashima Miki, holding her waist with both hands, controlling her center of gravity while making it impossible for her to escape, "My lovely wife, if you wait too long, someone will
Found it."
Kawashima Miji remained silent for a long time.
She felt a thin layer of sweat beading on her forehead, and her body seemed to be covered with a film invisible to the eyes, and her pores could not breathe.
A heavy pressure like a mountain pressed down on her body for no reason, even making her unable to straighten her back. She opened her mouth slightly, unable to say a word, and could only breathe shallowly.
.
"Be good," Fujiwara Izaya raised a hand, patted her back gently, and coaxed her like a child: "Don't be tired, lie down on me and take a rest."
It was obviously just a few gentle pats, but Kawashima Miji's body started to shake as if it was teetering.
Sweat broke out on her forehead, back, thighs and other places, and her will to resist was weakening little by little. She wanted to laugh loudly, but she wanted to cry loudly at the same time, but she couldn't do it. Between these two emotions
She was at a loss, unable to shift her focus to any side and unable to figure anything out.
"Madam, there is no need to be afraid." Fujiwara Izaya comforted her.
At the same time, he put his hands firmly on Kawashima Miji's back and pressed it down on his chest.
Kawashima Miki was in a daze, and her waist softened unconsciously. She leaned her face forward and inhaled the scent of Fujiwara Izaya's body. Finally, she gently placed her chin on Fujiwara Izaya's body.
on the shoulders.
In an instant, the heavy pressure on my body disappeared.
It was like regaining this only sense of comfort that Kawashima Miki lay on Fujiwara Izaya's shoulders, squinting her eyes comfortably and murmuring: "...It's so amazing, what on earth happened..."
The crow on the oleander just rolled his eyes.
This stupid woman is hopeless. Based on Dark Crow's understanding of the young master's character, he dares to bet his whole life that this young widow is destined to be played by the young master for the rest of her life.
The torrential rain in May fell straight down, making a pleasant sound on the eaves.
Fujiwara Izaya held Kawashima Miji's soft body in his arms, caressing her cheek gently like a cute little pet. Looking at her flushed side face and feeling the warm squeeze of her skin, he couldn't help but
Showing a proud smile: "My wife is so cute, just like a kitten."
Hearing his proud laughter, Kawashima Miji's heart started to get angry again.
She made a cold face and glanced sideways at Fujiwara Izaya's ears: "You forced me! I won't let you hold me willingly! Go ahead and dream, kid! What are you laughing at? There's nothing funny about men.
Let me go!"
"Okay, okay, don't lose your temper anymore." Fujiwara Izaya turned his head, buried his face in her black hair and took a breath, "Please confess to me the question you just asked."
"...I didn't say I wanted to confess!" Kawashima Miji bit her lip angrily and refused to speak.
Fujiwara Izaya was a little amused. He sniffed the fragrance in her hair and said, "Then let me guess by myself. If I guess it's right, I'll nod my wife. If I guess wrong, I'll shake my head."
Kawashima Meiji lay quietly on his shoulder and said nothing.
The black mourning dress seemed to be specially customized to match the dim sky, allowing her to perfectly blend into this rain-soaked world.
"First of all," Fujiwara Izaya gathered his thoughts, "My wife and your dead husband had a fake marriage."
After saying this, he heard Kawashima Miji's arrogant snort: "...even if it's fake, it has nothing to do with you."
"How can you say it has nothing to do with me?" Fujiwara Izaya teased her happily, "Think about it, with the relationship of marriage, my wife and I being together is the plot of NTR. And the fake marriage is pure
The plot of love. In this way, being with my wife can not only satisfy my NTR hobby, but also allow me to enjoy the happiness of pure love. How can it be said that it has nothing to do with me?"
"..." Kawashima Miji's eyes flickered a few times in a complicated manner, and she gasped angrily, "...You are a pervert yourself, don't hit on me!"
"Uh, why are you angry again?" Fujiwara Izaya gently stroked her back as if coaxing a child, "Okay, I'll just listen to you from now on, okay?"
"snort!"
Kawashima Miji snorted coldly, then closed her eyes and hummed, without saying anything else.
When her breathing gradually became more even and less angry, she came back to her senses... There was something wrong with her reaction just now. She made it sound as if she and he were really having an affair.
"Okay, let's talk about the second point." Fujiwara Izaya kept patting her back or almost kissing her earlobe, putting his mouth under her ear, using intimate movements to distract her.
, "Your husband was a bald spider demon and was killed by me."
Kawashima Meiji shrank her shoulders as if she was ticklish.
Another gust of wind with moisture blew from the eaves of the sea corridor, and she whispered: "You and I have a grudge against killing my husband!"
"But you are lying." Fujiwara Izaya tilted his head and looked at her face like a martyr with her eyes closed and letting the breeze blow. "Not only are you not sad about his death, you are even a little happy. So you
That’s why you can’t wait to get close to me and start implementing your plan to seize the Asakusa Shrine land.”
Kawashima Miji faced the gloomy sky and nodded slowly.
He had guessed it anyway, so there was no point in denying it. He could just kill or behead him.
"So, my wife used the excuse of exterminating spirits to trick me into going to the Empress, and she tried her best to keep me there overnight." Fujiwara Izaya spoke while stroking her hair that was slightly damp from the wind, "Secretly
, you asked people to eliminate Asakusa Shrine overnight just to force me to submit."
Kawashima Meiji didn't speak.
She just hugged his neck quietly, rested her chin on his shoulder and looked at the rainy scene in the courtyard.
Dark Crow, who was watching on the oleander, couldn't even tell who took the initiative when she and the young master were hugging each other.
"But what I'm very curious about is, why did your wife stop suddenly?" Fujiwara Izaya hugged her tightly, with no space between the bodies, not even the wind that blew over her.
Kawashima Miji was still hugging him, not replying or moving her body.
"It's been more than half a month, I've been waiting so hard." Fujiwara Izaya moved his lips forward to the edge of her sweet oval face, "Madam, can you please do this?"
Kawashima Meiji frowned suspiciously: "...Say!"
"Can you stop being so cute?"
"……What do you mean!"
"If it's too cute," Fujiwara Izaya said, "I won't let you go."
The wind blowing through the courtyard blew the leaves and hair of the oleander, Kawashima Miji's lowered eyes stared directly at Fujiwara Izaya: "You said that as long as you find the culprit, you won't get involved.
mine."
"Yes," Fujiwara Izaya said seriously, "Madam, please tell me."
The conversation progressed too fast, and Kawashima Miji's mind couldn't keep up.
She paused, then lifted her chin slightly away from his shoulder.
He silently adjusted his breathing, and after a few seconds, he dropped his chin back onto his strong shoulders.
"After that day, things will no longer be under my control..."
As he said that, Kawashima Miki tightened his arms and hooked them around Fujiwara Izaya's neck, as if seeking comfort.
"The person who succeeded Araki Dairo is here," she tried to pretend to smile, but failed. "From that day on, he will be responsible for your affairs. I don't care about anything before we get the land. I am only responsible for the subsequent development.
"
After finishing speaking, she seemed to be discouraged all of a sudden.
His body lay limply on Fujiwara Izaya's body, motionless.
The trees were bathed in the rain, shining with the unique greenery of early summer. The roar of the tram in the distance was as faint as a whisper when it came here. Kawashima Miji felt a little at ease, as if she was being protected by the rain.
"Are you unwilling?" Fujiwara Izaya asked calmly.
"..." Kawashima Miji buried her face on his shoulder, feeling depressed.
In fact, she didn't want to do this, but she just couldn't control herself. Facing the huge power of the organization, she felt powerless.
"According to your original plan, how do you plan to treat me in the future?" Fujiwara Izaya stroked her hair, and his tone was as gentle as possible.
"Follow up..." Kawashima Miji opened her mouth, feeling that her voice was dry.
She cleared her throat and calmed down from her confusion.
Now is not the time to be discouraged, at least not in front of this kid... Moreover, let him speak clearly and let him fight the new No. 10. It is best to lose both sides and let himself benefit from it... Thinking like this, Kawashima Mi
The reporter said: "The information I learned from Director Takeuchi is that as long as you use divine power on ordinary people, you will be deprived of your priesthood. At the same time, since the Asakusa Shrine land has no heirs, its religious land properties will disappear.
Let Yin Yang Liao be responsible for the subsequent development. It can be commercial, civil, or continue to be used as religious land."
"Yes, I understand." Fujiwara Izaya nodded, "First they demolished the shrine, and then forced me to use my divine power to deal with ordinary people, and deprived me of my title of priest."
Kawashima Meiji said lukewarmly: "That's true. But it's none of my business, so please don't pester me."
"What do you mean it's none of your business?" Fujiwara Izaya said seriously, "At least you ordered my shrine to be demolished. My home is gone. How can you not compensate me?"
"...Bastard!" Kawashima Miji looked at the oleander tree and muttered impatiently: "How much, tell me the number, and we won't owe each other anything from now on!"
Huh?
She was suddenly surprised to find that there were more and more plump crows on the oleander tree.
"How can money be used to measure family affairs?" Fujiwara Izaya raised his eyebrows and said in a sinister tone: "Madam, you are not sincere at all. At least, you should say, 'Then let me form a family with you.'
That’s right.”
"..."
Hearing such shameless words, Kawashima Miji's mature and soft oval face instantly blushed.
I don’t know if he was shy or because he was angry with Fujiwara Izaya.
"Qua~!"
A shrill cry came from the oleander tree.
The angry Kawashima Miji shivered with fright, and glanced at the source of the cry guiltily. She found that it was the stupid and big crow, which was grinning and staring at her with mocking eyes.
.
"roll!"
"If you don't go away, I'll roast you!"
Kawashima Miji cursed angrily.
I can’t take it out on that guy Fujiwara Izaya, so why can’t I cure you little crow?
"Quack~"
The dark crow flapped its wings excitedly and laughed at the silly woman.
That cry was like a thorn, piercing deeply into Kawashima Miji's heart.
Woohoo~
I'm so stupid, really.
Even a crow is laughing at me, what’s the point of living?
"By the way, there is another question." Fujiwara Izaya said, "I got a pearl from Hidehiko Mountain from Bald Spider, and took it to the place of origin to verify it. It is a set of 10 customized by a big customer. I have it in my hand.
This is a size 10 bead.”
"..."
Unexpectedly, he even knew this. Kawashima Miji's expression was a little dull.
"I also know that the Sequence 9 beads are in the hands of Luo Xinfu." Fujiwara Izaya frowned seriously, his eyes fixed on her like nails, "Madam, you have a good relationship with Luo Xinfu, right?"
I am a new bride... Kawashima Miji turned her face away and gasped in anger.
It's not for her to accept this topic, it's also not for her not to accept it... You can't tell him directly, yes, yes, yes, I am a new bride, I feel it when you touch your shikigami's ass, right?
"I always feel," Fujiwara Izaya murmured to himself, "I have a special fondness for the spider lady. I really hope I can find Miss Luo Bride and communicate with her."
abnormal!
"Can you please stop talking about Spider-Girl?" Kawashima Miji is very sensitive to this issue.
"I'm happy, are you jealous?" Fujiwara Izaya smiled proudly.
Why should I be jealous of myself... Kawashima Miji snorted angrily, thinking that a brat is a brat, and looking for the empress while carrying her is really stupid.
"Okay, let's get back to the topic." Fujiwara Izaya suppressed his smile, "Can you tell me about the organization?"
Kawashima Miki refused without thinking: "No!"
"Sealing curse?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
Kawashima Miji's face suddenly changed, like the surface of a lake ruffled by the strong wind.
After a long time, she smiled bitterly: "How come you know everything?"
"When I was at the Kitahara family's construction site, I met a few spider girls," Fujiwara Izaya patted her butt. "They said the word 'Sealing Curse' before they died."
"..."
Kawashima Meiji was silent for a while.
In order to digest this fact, she didn't even bother to worry about Fujiwara Izaya slapping her butt.
Until now, everyone in the Black Spider Group foolishly believed that everything was normal at the Kitahara family construction site. Today, they planned to directly pressure Kitahara Takaki during the ceremony to force him to cooperate... Thinking about this, Araki Jiro is really stupid.
We're home.
"Is the organization very strong?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
Kawashima Meiji nodded silently.
"Suppose I take you away now and hide far away," Fujiwara Izaya asked her, "Is this possible?"
"It's not that easy..." Kawashima Miji replied subconsciously.
Then, she reacted again and glared: "Who wants to hide with you!"
"Haha, let's talk about this later," Fujiwara Izaya said in a calm voice, "You have a big plan, and you are secretly accumulating strength for this, even at the cost of killing many innocent people."
"I didn't kill..." Kawashima Miji muttered unconvincedly.
"But you were indirectly involved," Fujiwara Izaya held her waist and lifted her up, "I won't let you go for the time being, and the organization behind you."
"You will die." Kawashima Meiji raised her beautiful eyebrows sarcastically, "I regret to tell you, little brat, that this is impossible. What you have to face is a fierce and huge force.
Can tear you into pieces thinner than bugs."
"Are you worried about me?" Fujiwara Izaya pinched the tip of her nose with his hand.
"Don't be so self-righteous!" Kawashima Miji slapped his hand off with a sullen face, "Please don't pester me anymore. Otherwise, the organization will definitely not let you go. Killing you is just crushing an ant.
. Even if you change your name, change your residence, or even have plastic surgery, it will be useless. They will find you one day and punish you severely. Don't think I am just joking, we have established such a strict, violent, and non-retrograde system.
That’s a mountain you can’t face.”
Fujiwara Izaya looked at her with a smile, his expression not showing any fear.
"You are really going to die!" Miji Kawashima got angry when he saw his nonchalant look and emphasized loudly: "You will be forced into a desperate situation and punished. The punishment will be cruel beyond your imagination. They are a group of crazy people."
Believers."
"It doesn't matter." Fujiwara Izaya shook his head calmly.
Kawashima Miji gave a noncommittal "hum", laughing at his recklessness in her heart.
It became quiet for a while under the eaves of the corridor. The wind blowing in seemed to fill the gap in their conversation, blowing the fresh green leaves and raindrops. There was a whispering rustling sound in the surrounding leaves, and all kinds of wild birds were still singing happily.
cry.
At this moment, Kawashima Miji suddenly noticed that the crow flew over and stopped next to the two of them.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a tengu and kneeled respectfully in front of Fujiwara Izaya: "Young Master!"
What?
Young Master?
Kawashima Miki looked at Fujiwara Izaya's slightly childish eyebrows and felt that there was a lack of reality at the moment.
"Go and guard the door, don't let the police in." Fujiwara Izaya said to the dark crow, and stood up with Kawashima Miki in his arms, "Madam, are you ready? Let's go together to meet the new boss."
"Huh?"
Fujiwara Izaya's movements were too fast and his arms were too powerful, and Kawashima Miaki simply couldn't break free.
After being picked up by him, she stretched out her little hands in shame and annoyance and pushed his chest hard: "Put me down, I can walk by myself!"
"Hold on." Fujiwara Izaya stepped forward firmly, "Don't you want me to let you, Madam, frustrate the new boss?"
"..."
Kawashima Miji's cheeks felt a little hot after her thoughts were seen through.
"Since you want me to help with things, my wife will naturally have to pay a price." Fujiwara Izaya held her tightly in his arms and walked through an arch. "Why don't I announce my wife's ownership during the funeral ceremony of my husband.
"
"?"
Kawashima Miji's head banged.
Do you have a serious illness... If you make such a fuss, let alone whether others will look at you like a slut, the organization might treat you as a traitor, and that will have fatal consequences!
That's right.
That is the outcome that Fujiwara Izaya wants.
It's best to sow discord, but after she is isolated or even targeted... she can only listen to her own words, hehe.
"Let go... um... this is their base camp," Kawashima Miji struggled to get up, and orders came out intermittently from her throat, "I asked you to let go... um... do you hear me, let me down."
In a blink of an eye, the door of the Buddhist temple is in front of you.
With a blushing face, Kawashima Miji glared at him and put her hands on his chest: "...I'll say it for the last time! Put me down! Otherwise, I'll be really angry!"
"Oh, I'm really angry..." Fujiwara Izaya looked into her eyes with deep meaning, "So, my wife's anger just now was just a pretense. In fact, she really liked being held by me, right? That's just what she said.
No, the body is very honest."
"?"
This question directly confused Kawashima Meiji.
"Haha, be good," Fujiwara Izaya laughed, hugged her sideways and stepped into the Buddhist hall. He shouted angrily at everyone: "Master, I am here to bring trouble!"