Chapter 327: 136. Natsuki Kuri Wants to Be a Fox Girl_2
"Senpai!" Kasahara Asuka shouted unhappily.
Oh no.
My little scheme got seen through by the junior.
But it’s okay, as long as the mother didn’t say no, there’s no need to care about a child’s opinion.
"By the way," Fujiwara Reya gently placed both hands on Mrs. Kasahara’s waist, trying to divert the mother and daughter’s attention, "how’s the progress with repairing the old temple?"
"The disobedient old guy got replaced." Mrs. Kasahara leaned back slightly, speaking leisurely, "Replaced with someone younger, more obedient. Don’t plead for him with me, opposing the chairman’s orders won’t work no matter who it is."
As she leaned her head back, the elegant bun on the back of her head touched Fujiwara Reya’s nose.
With the faint fragrance of her hair, Fujiwara Reya felt a tightness in his chest and said gloomily, "Why would I plead for him? As the Kasahara family’s most loyal ally, I support Sister Kasahara’s every decision."
"Nice-sounding words." Mrs. Kasahara lightly patted the hand he had placed on her waist.
"Oops, I tied it wrong again." Fujiwara Reya looked annoyed.
This damn slender waist made it hard for him to resist the urge to hug tightly.
Mrs. Kasahara smiled at the corners of her mouth.
"If you can make big sis happy tonight, big sis will play with you wearing this mourning outfit for ten minutes."
"Am I that kind of person?"
"Twenty minutes." Mrs. Kasahara spoke ambiguously, her hand lightly brushing across her ample chest.
Fujiwara Reya immediately replied, "Deal!"
"Hmph!" Kasahara Asuka kicked her senpai’s butt.
"Asuka is jealous again." Fujiwara Reya finished tying his belt and reluctantly released Mrs. Kasahara’s waist.
At this moment, Mrs. Kasahara leaned over and unexpectedly whispered in his ear, "Being unfaithful is not something to be encouraged."
"Wait, where am I unfaithful?" Fujiwara Reya replied nonchalantly.
When Mrs. Kasahara heard this, her expression turned stern.
"You are shameless, too inappropriate." She tugged Fujiwara Reya’s ear, looking angry, "Today you must choose, Mom or daughter, give us an answer!"
"Ow, ow, ow!"
The mother and daughter roughed up Fujiwara Reya for a while before laughingly letting him go.
"Alright, sit down, then."
"Okay."
Kasahara Asuka wiped the sweat from her forehead, leaned on her mother’s shoulder, and asked, "Why do we need to pay respects to two little monks, isn’t it boring?"
"Oh, Xiangxiang is really spoiled." Mrs. Kasahara pressed her finger against her cheek, sighed lightly as if having a headache, then turned her head, frowned with the worried brows of a young wife, and reminded Fujiwara Reya, "What are you doing being silent as the father, hurry and educate your daughter."
Fujiwara Reya: "..."
"Mom, you’re like a child!" Kasahara Asuka threw herself into her mother’s arms.
Mrs. Kasahara gently cradled her young daughter on her lap, her eyes glinting with laughter, "It’s been a long time since I’ve held Xiangxiang like this, you’re quite heavy..."
"If I get fat like mom, it’ll be trouble." Kasahara Asuka chuckled.
"How else could mom carry Xiangxiang if she weren’t fat? She’s grown up now." Mrs. Kasahara embraced as if cradling everything, gently patting the youthful and energetic warm back through her mourning attire, "But growing up is truly troublesome. Even though she’ll still be spoiled by mom, after all, besides mom, she has another boy she can be spoiled by."
As she spoke, she glanced at Fujiwara Reya again.
The dense and refined aura of an inner chamber woman made Fujiwara Reya’s scalp tingle, sending a quiver through his heart.
Oh dear!
This noble woman is so multifaceted.
Such rich emotions and skilled performance, it would be too much of a waste if someone else had them.
With the responsibility of a father in mind, Fujiwara Reya straightened his face and said to the young daughter, "They sacrificed for justice, deserving our admiration. As one saying goes, ’The long night is hard to illuminate, yet even if one cannot reach there, there are still those who carry a lamp and walk...’
Before he finished speaking, Kasahara Asuka giggled and squirmed.
"Ticklish, mom, don’t tickle Xiangxiang..."
"Don’t move, let mom hug you a bit longer." Mrs. Kasahara firmly held her, and the mother and daughter leaned their heads together, ignoring Fujiwara Reya who hadn’t finished speaking, instead whispering about their mother-daughter secrets.
Asuka is spoiled by you like this... Fujiwara Reya tilted his head, gazing at the beautiful mother and the lively and adorable daughter.
In his mind, a scene of them paying respect in front of the tombstone emerged, while he silently stood in the back, looked at the photo on the tombstone, and said in his heart: Rest in peace, I will take good care of them, mother and daughter.
Tsk, tsk.
What a bizarre feeling.
Slipping out of the Kasahara’s room, Fujiwara Reya dashed into Hoshimi’s room.
The mother and the senior had both changed clothes, which left him a bit regrettable, but it didn’t matter, he hadn’t changed yet.
"You’re late." Mrs. Hoshimi teased him, "If it were three to five minutes earlier, you could have seen Rinko’s body."
"What a shame." Fujiwara Reya regretfully patted his head, "Senpai is secondary, mainly I missed Miss Hoshimi."
"Ah," Mrs. Hoshimi covered her mouth with a hand, joyfully saying, "Worth celebrating with a drink for being on a handsome young man’s mind. Tonight, together?"
Hoshimi Rinko stared at him with cold eyes.
"Of course," Fujiwara Reya laughed and said, "Being with you can remind me of the times when I was little and spent time with my mom."
"Mhm." Mrs. Hoshimi was increasingly happy.
"Her mother has a flat chest!" Hoshimi Rinko suddenly remarked.