Chapter 355: 142. Simple morning, breakfast, out to sea...
The next morning, the sun shone into the room.
Mrs. Hoshimi opened the bedroom door and immediately saw Fujiwara Reya sprawled lazily on the sofa like a little dog, sleeping. Although the air conditioning in the living room wasn’t on, the temperature was cool, giving off a wintry feel.
She glanced around.
In the corner behind the sofa against the wall stood an air conditioner shell made from two cardboard boxes.
Through the blinds-like vents, one could faintly see a pair of blue eyes, looking at the slumbering, heartless owner on the sofa with graceful sorrow.
"Using a Snow Woman as an air conditioner, no one else but him would do this..." Mrs. Hoshimi lifted her hand, her white fingers rubbing her forehead. Then she walked over and gracefully, enchantingly, knelt in front of the sofa.
The sunlight was fierce, casting shadows of bangs across the boy’s forehead.
His broad chest rose and fell quietly with his slow breaths, like an unmanned raft floating on the sea, hiding tremendous power beneath the calm, stable waters.
"He’s quite adorable when he’s not talking." Mrs. Hoshimi rested her chin in one hand, smiling as if she’d seen a dress she liked. In the quietly shifting sunlight, she used her other hand to measure the distance between his eyes, the length of his nose, the thinness of his lips... After a while, she withdrew her smile, gently shook Fujiwara Reya’s shoulder, "Wake up, help me make breakfast."
"Who is it—"
Fujiwara Reya grumpily swatted her hand away.
"Oh—, resisting the Chairwoman, are we?" Mrs. Hoshimi immediately reached out, grabbing his ear and lifting him up, "I haven’t even dealt with you about last night yet, so you better behave!"
"Eh, who is it..." Fujiwara Reya groggily opened his eyes.
As his vision gradually cleared, he saw Mrs. Hoshimi’s angry expression. She was wearing a loose off-shoulder nightgown, with a light blue bra strap across her round, fair shoulders. While her shoulders were sensual, she didn’t come across as revealing, as her chest was well-covered, not even showing her collarbone.
"Wow," Fujiwara Reya rubbed his eyes in surprise, "Where did this fairy come from?"
"Flattery won’t work on me, try that on Rinko." Mrs. Hoshimi knocked on his forehead with a snap, then ruffled his hair. "If Himeko and I hadn’t arrived in time last night, you might have been beaten to death."
"It’s always my dear sisters who care for me." Fujiwara Reya put on an adorable and obedient expression.
When it comes to being cute, he’s not outdone by any of these women.
"Next time, I won’t protect you." Mrs. Hoshimi stretched lazily as she stood up, turning to head to the kitchen, "Quickly come help me make a love-filled breakfast and see if we can calm Rinko down."
"Is Senpai not up yet?" Fujiwara Reya admired her graceful back.
"Not yet."
"I’ll go brush my teeth first."
Fujiwara Reya got up and headed to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.
Last night, after being caught red-handed, the two girls had gone all out, while Kawashima Miki did nothing to help him, merely watching the chaos. His fun-loving aunt even ran straight back to Hidden God Town, ignoring his plight. If the two Chairwomen hadn’t sensed the disturbance and rushed over, he might have had to make a hasty escape back to Tokyo. After returning home last night, Kawashima Miki had occupied his room, forcing him to make do on the sofa for the night.
Finishing his washing up, he returned to the living room.
Fujiwara Reya walked to the corner and pulled open the cardboard box.
A blast of white cold mist blew in his face, making him shiver involuntarily.
In the window’s sunlight, the Snow Woman, hugging herself, slightly bit her lip, glaring mournfully with her cerulean eyes at him, as if silently protesting his actions of locking Snow Treasure away in a dark little room all night.
Her magnificent, elegant silver-white hair cascaded like satin from her shoulders.
"Come here, Snow Princess." Fujiwara Reya opened his arms.
The Snow Woman hesitated for a moment, then slowly floated over to tightly hug his neck.
"Ah~"
Her snow-covered lips parted.
Fujiwara Reya replaced it with a popsicle, bringing it to her mouth: "Did you miss your master?"
The Snow Woman leaned her neck forward, about to bite the popsicle.
"Eh~" Fujiwara Reya quickly pulled it away, mischievously smiling, "You have to say you missed me to eat this."
"..."
The Snow Woman’s blue eyes grew even sadder.
She still couldn’t speak. All she could do was lift her frosted little face, communicating through her eyes. From those eyes brimming with profound sorrow, Fujiwara Reya interpreted all sorts of complaints directed at him.
"Snow Treasure is the sweetest." He smiled, finally pushing the popsicle into the Snow Woman’s mouth.
"Mm."
Snow Woman hugged his neck with one hand, while the other held the popsicle stick, eating happily.
The morning sunlight fell on her frost-covered side, making her appear even more translucent, a truly beautiful enchantress like snow itself.
"Wake up soon..." Fujiwara Reya gently rubbed her cool cheek.
The fresh, icy skin sent chills from his fingertips throughout his body.
The Snow Woman tilted her head slightly, looking at him with an "hmm" expression. As she moved, the frost on her long eyelashes fell like snowflakes, like snow-laden trees swaying in the wind... At this sight, Fujiwara Reya couldn’t help but cry out in his heart: Snow Treasure is the cutest in the world.
"You’ll understand slowly in the future." Fujiwara Reya wrapped his arms around her waist, letting her cling to him as he walked into his room.
After feeding one, there were still two others to take care of.
One’s a fool, the other is also a fool.
Upon opening the bedroom door, Kawashima Miki was holding a tablet, dressed in a nightshirt and leaning against the headboard in a daze.
She hadn’t brought any clothes over, wearing Fujiwara Reya’s men’s nightshirt, the neckline slightly low. In the sunlight, her fair skin at the chest gleamed with a milky smooth shine.