Chapter 321: 134.6 women gathered together_3
To avoid the two beauties fighting in front of him, he quickly said to Kasahara Asuka, "I’m a bit hungry, could you go make something to eat?"
"No way!" Kasahara Asuka replied, glaring at Hoshimi Rinko.
The two beauties locked eyes from a distance.
Besides the taste of the sea, there was a faint scent of gunpowder in the air, and the temperature inexplicably rose a lot.
"If you don’t make breakfast, I won’t draw you!" Fujiwara Reya said with a poker face, giving his junior a flick on the forehead.
"Ow, that hurts!" Kasahara Asuka yelped, kicking him before reluctantly heading back to the dojo.
With just the two of them in the windbreak, it suddenly got quiet.
"Hey, do you think my chest is small?" Hoshimi Rinko asked.
"Maybe." Fujiwara Reya replied nonchalantly.
"Small like under-risen bread."
"Interesting metaphor." Fujiwara Reya paused his sketching to stretch his wrist slightly, "It might grow more in the future, no need to dwell on it."
"But all the girls in my class are bigger than me." Hoshimi Rinko said, then cleared her throat like adjusting her voice, blushing a bit, "Already eighteen and still can’t look good in a dress..."
Beneath her gentle and quiet exterior was a standard girl’s heart.
Fujiwara Reya found her adorable and suggested, "If it bothers you that much, you could pad them."
"Do you want me to?"
"I really don’t mind. After all, I’m not sketching you just for your chest."
"But guys like girls with big breasts, don’t they?" After saying that, Hoshimi Rinko’s face reddened even more, no doubt she heard a longing for denial in her own statement.
"Not all of them." Fujiwara Reya twirled his pencil, "My mom is older than your mom, but their sizes are about the same, and that doesn’t stop her from being my favorite woman."
Hoshimi Rinko’s eyes widened suddenly, staring at him: "How do you know my mom’s size?"
Her expression was adorably fierce.
"Just a guess, just a guess..." Fujiwara Reya chuckled and went back to drawing.
Just then, his phone rang; it was from his aunt, a rare occurrence that he couldn’t ignore.
"Can we meet now?" Natsuki Kuri.
"Sorry, I’m busy right now."
"Not over a girl, I hope?"
"Yep, sketching for my senior."
"No worries, if I come over now, you should be done then."
"What’s up?" Fujiwara Reya asked cautiously.
"Why do you ask?"
"Because when Kuri calls, it’s usually nothing good."
"Wow, Koriya really understands his aunt." Natsuki Kuri laughed mysteriously, "I’m just sitting in the car alone, bored, so I called you."
"What are you doing alone in the car?"
"Just felt like sitting in the car alone. Housewives do weird things sometimes. Can’t I?"
"You’re hardly a housewife!" Fujiwara Reya retorted angrily.
"I am, I am!" Natsuki Kuri pouted playfully, "I’ve been your lady since you were ten."
"..." Fujiwara Reya glanced at Hoshimi Rinko, seeing her expression unchanged, and then whispered, "What’s the matter really?"
"Nothing, I’m just bored in the car and thought you might join me."
"Why would I get in the car?"
"Do I even have to say? Of course, to come from the back, no foreplay, just go wild."
"...Just you alone?"
"Don’t be greedy!" Natsuki Kuri laughed.
"I’m hanging up now."
"I’ll come over to your place later."
"Drive safely!"
"Yes, I should be careful, I’m wearing sexy and beautiful lingerie, ready to welcome you in."
"Hope you crash and die." Fujiwara Reya hung up the phone.
Hoshimi Rinko watched his pen’s movements for a while and then asked, "Who was that?"
"My unofficial aunt." Fujiwara Reya didn’t hide it from her.
"You told me about her before, Natsuki Kuri, right?"
"Correct, showed you her picture, didn’t I? Quite the beauty, right?"
Hoshimi Rinko recalled and remembered the short-haired woman’s image: "Ah, yes, very beautiful, and with a big chest too."
"Didn’t notice." Fujiwara Reya lied without missing a beat.
"And a great shape too, showering together must be comfortable, huh?" Hoshimi Rinko asked with a half-smile.
"Senior, you’re perfect as you are, could you give other women a chance?" Such questions, Fujiwara Reya could answer without even thinking.
"Hmm, yes." Hoshimi Rinko smiled contentedly, then said quietly, "Am I talking too much? Would it be better if I stayed quiet while you draw?"
"I really love your voice, Senior."
"What else?"
"Your looks and eloquence are treasures to me as well."
"And, today is a wonderful day for you?" Hoshimi Rinko asked with a smile again.
Today is a wonderful day for you?
It sounded like something awkwardly translated by software.
"Every day with you, Senior, is a wonderful day." Fujiwara Reya answered flawlessly.
Hoshimi Rinko seemed like she wanted to ask more, but Kasahara Asuka had returned.
The three of them sat on the beach, eating simple sandwiches and a salad made of lettuce, tomatoes, onions, and green peppers. Kasahara Asuka took small spoonfuls of salad, looking at the nearly complete sketch on the easel.
"It’s really well-drawn, Senpai!" she said admiringly.
"Thanks to lots of practice." Fujiwara Reya replied, "I like to do things myself; cooking, simple carpentry, fixing scooters, gardening, abstract mathematical thinking, all that stuff."