Chapter 394: 152. Shoe-making, basic operations
The simple sandwich, Yukino Ritsuko ate with relish.
By the window stood a pot of geraniums, with a leisurely, warm, and dim light shining in from outside.
Having breakfast was a pleasant and healthy time, and Yukino Ritsuko would occasionally press down her black long hair with one hand as she leaned forward to tease the Snow Woman on the bed.
Fujiwara Reya’s gaze always seemed to catch her gently rising bosom under the blue summer knit... the thin blue jacket and black skirt with stockings, wasn’t that the combo from the Snow Woman booklet?
How I long to experience it again!
Outside the window, it was still raining, but the clouds on the dome were very thin, as if one could see the blue sky at any moment.
A leisurely morning, the world as always.
"Hey, Fujiwara..."
Yukino Ritsuko suddenly reached out her hand.
The palm of her white and petite hand, Fujiwara Reya was slightly stunned, biting a strawberry while staring at her face.
"Give me something to eat." Yukino Ritsuko said.
The Snow Woman nodded vigorously beside them.
Fujiwara Reya couldn’t help but laugh, took out the Snow Woman’s food from the system and handed it to Yukino Ritsuko, and casually added: "Don’t feed her too full, or she’ll get lazy."
"...Pervert!"
Yukino Ritsuko took the ice pop, pulled the Snow Woman and hid far away...
Fujiwara Reya smiled helplessly and then put on a nonchalant demeanor, eating post-meal fruit while observing the two Snow Women beside him.
Snow Treasure kneeled in front of Yukino Ritsuko, licking the ice pop like a little cat sipping milk, and whenever she leaned forward, her beautiful face hid in her snowy long hair. And Yukino Ritsuko, feeding her, wore a subtle smile on her lips reminiscent of a spring evening.
From appearance alone, Yukino Ritsuko wasn’t the kind of particularly fashionable woman, nor was her makeup dazzling or striking. However, benefited by her good natural features, her face had gentle lines, and her eyebrows and eyes were quite exquisite. Her skin was astonishingly fair, with the slightly open neckline revealing white skin, truly worthy of the name Snow Woman.
Spending more time together, one could also notice that her words and actions were somewhat reserved.
The Snow Woman herself was an emotionless monster, naturally not belonging to the passionate and proactive kind, and even if she had various thoughts, she would quietly hide them deep inside her heart.
While Yukino Ritsuko happily fed Snow Treasure, Fujiwara Reya kept observing her slender back and long black hair.
At this moment, he was a bit puzzled, unsure whether he should harbor goodwill towards her. Her appearance was stunning, her demeanor was so serene that it rivaled Mrs. Hoshimi, and her mind was adorably clumsy. Fujiwara Reya, determined to surpass his old father, felt he had no reason not to have goodwill towards her. Besides... even if not for himself, for Snow Treasure’s sake, he had no reason to let Miss Yukino slip away.
The problem was.
How to win over the Snow Woman?
He had no confidence in this, as after all, there had never been a case in the millennia of a Snow Woman falling in love with a human.
Thinking it over, Fujiwara Reya felt that the matter had to start with Snow Treasure.
"Miss Yukino, I have a question." He suddenly spoke.
Yukino Ritsuko softly "Hmm?" turned her head to look at him.
The Snow Woman almost synchronized with her actions, looking at their owner with the same expression and posture.
Two flawless faces turned to him, like two purest hearts facing him, and Fujiwara Reya’s heart skipped a beat.
Ah!
I’m dead!
This wonderful sense of happiness seeped into his heart, like a lake in the rainy season unknowingly overflowing past the dam.
"Is there something wrong?" Yukino Ritsuko asked, puzzled.
"Oh, it’s like this," Fujiwara Reya snapped back to reality, showing a smile the same as usual, looked at her for a moment, then gently rubbed his forehead and said: "Have you had any trouble these days?"
"Uh?" Yukino Ritsuko shook her head, confused.
Leaning against the wall, Fujiwara Reya pondered for a few seconds, and with a soft voice asked: "Well, um... Miss Yukino is so beautiful, it might attract some likes, well... has anyone expressed that sort of thing to you?"
"Oh, that..." Yukino Ritsuko noticed his expression, looked down and smiled, "No."
These matters, she didn’t want to mention them.
First, she felt it wasn’t appropriate to talk about it with Fujiwara Reya, second, while it was troubling, she believed that her slap had expressed enough, and there shouldn’t be any trouble in the future.
In the dim light, Fujiwara Reya fell into silence for a moment.
"Hmm?" The Snow Woman’s puzzled gaze traveled back and forth between her master and Miss Yukino. Her silver-white long hair wavered behind her, forming a vague white silhouette.
After a long time, Yukino Ritsuko realized something, looked up.
Her distant, clear black eyes looked at Fujiwara Reya, her lips appearing thin and cold.
"Did Mr. Fujiwara hear something?" She asked, somewhat anxiously.
"Ah, yes." Fujiwara Reya nodded, sighed slightly, "Silly woman, I said I’ve been having someone secretly protect you, how could I not know."
"Oh..."
The voice was as thin as a mosquito’s.
Under the clothes, her chest rose slightly.
Yukino Ritsuko fiddled with the hem of her clothing, biting her lip a little helplessly.
"About Takeuchi Akira’s matter..." Fujiwara Reya scratched his head halfway through his sentence.
The rainy courtyard blew in a damp breeze through the window, after a pause, Yukino Ritsuko’s cheeks blushed, although shy, she still managed to speak: "Mr. Fujiwara... why, um, suddenly ask about this..."