Chapter 429: 158. The beauty and the full moon are of the same hue_4
"Look at them," Yukino Ritsuko pointed.
Fujiwara Reya glanced over. The candlelight shone on cherry blossoms blooming in August, and a few supernatural beings strolled by the riverside, greeting the flamboyantly dressed geishas. The two geishas clearly enjoyed being the center of attention, reveling in the perfume, silk, and intense gazes from the opposite sex... Such intricate malice, seductive mischief, was their very nature.
"I’ve met quite a few geishas at the pavilion," Yukino Ritsuko withdrew her gaze, admiring her beautiful legs crossed together, "I’m not saying they’re bad... it’s just that I’m different from them. Once a Snow Woman chooses someone, she loves him till death... You and I, it’s impossible to go smoothly..."
"What are you worried about?" Fujiwara Reya asked.
"Do you even need to ask..." Yukino Ritsuko blushed, and bumped her head against him, "Of course, I’m worried you’d use your flirtatious nature and leave me heartbroken in the end."
Fujiwara Reya gave her a look like she was being silly.
"What, is there something wrong?" Yukino Ritsuko was a little embarrassed.
"Aren’t you being insecure about your own charm?" Fujiwara Reya gently pushed her away, and seeing her silver hair cascading down her shoulders, he casually ripped her sash, "How ruthless would one have to be to leave you heartbroken, I can’t imagine."
"Who knows?" Yukino Ritsuko snorted softly.
"Aren’t you capable of freezing?" Fujiwara Reya grabbed her hair from the back, tying it into twin ponytails with the torn sash, "If I ever break your heart, you can freeze me and eat my heart, can’t you?"
"Eat your heart!" Yukino Ritsuko reached for his chest and then chuckled, shaking her head: "Impossible, I can’t beat you, can’t eat you."
As she shook her head, the long twin ponytails swung behind her.
A hairstyle usually chosen by little girls appeared on Yukino Ritsuko’s mature body, adding an unexpected cuteness.
"Absolutely adorable!" Fujiwara Reya pulled her back into his arms.
Yukino Ritsuko’s face turned even redder, she lowered her head and softly reminded him: "Add my name."
"Yukino-san, absolutely adorable."
"How adorable is ’absolutely’?" Yukino Ritsuko closed her eyes in slight satisfaction.
"To a degree of -273.15℃."
"Hmm?"
"Absolute zero, of course."
"No, I know that, it’s just..." Yukino Ritsuko lifted her face and looked at him in disbelief, "I’ve never heard such an interesting metaphor."
"Want to hear more?"
"...I do."
"Which aspect?"
"Like," Yukino Ritsuko’s eyes flickered, then she lowered her head, shyly anticipating with a smile, "the ones about liking..."
"That’s hard to say."
Yukino Ritsuko felt a twinge of annoyance in her heart.
The next second, Fujiwara Reya whispered in her ear: "I like you like a raven turning into a writing desk."
"Why would a raven become a writing desk?"
"Why can’t it?"
"...There’s no reason for it."
"Exactly, liking Miss Yukino requires no reason at all."
"..."
Yukino Ritsuko was stunned, her thoughts becoming hazy, her tiny hands helplessly fumbling in a quaint, cute manner.
Fujiwara Reya lifted her chin, leaning in for a kiss.
Yukino Ritsuko bashfully turned her face away, but Fujiwara Reya followed, capturing her lips.
Her lips were icily cold.
"...Mmm." Yukino Ritsuko’s eyes welled up, timidly keeping her mouth shut.
Fujiwara Reya wasn’t in a hurry.
He enjoyed the soft sensation of her lips, and waited until her body was about to melt from the heat, then that timid tongue hiding inside slipped out as her slowly parting lips revealed it.
For the second kiss, Yukino Ritsuko awkwardly learned to respond.
Her naivety was genuinely adorable... Fujiwara Reya hugged her a bit tighter.
Yukino Ritsuko seemed slender, but in his embrace, she felt lush. Her hips were curvy and resilient, her belly was pure and tender, and the lines from her ears to neck were delicate, embodying a mature charm.
The moon met the clouds, the flowers greeted the breeze, tonight’s night sky was beautiful.
The beauty who matched the moon, even more so.
Fujiwara Reya slowly loosened his arms, one hand lifting the pristine hem of her dress up along her thighs.
Yukino Ritsuko froze, her lips half-open: "What are you...?"
Then she quickly covered her rosy lips with her hand, as things reached this stage, even though she had no experience with such matters, instinct already taught her how to face it.
A gust of wind swept a cloud to cover the moon.
With the moonlight dimmed, Fujiwara Reya extinguished the candlelight, then opened a screen to shield the balcony.
Children aren’t allowed to peek, so Snow Treasure, who’d been idly waiting all night, was sent outside to stand guard.
"This isn’t right..."
"Too fast..."
Yukino Ritsuko pleaded softly in his ear, sitting up straight.
"Leave it to me," Fujiwara Reya held her waist, pulling up the pure ethereal enchantress, "Leave everything to me from now on..."
Yukino Ritsuko opened her mouth, making a sound.
Who knows if she was refusing or protesting, but soon she knelt on the balcony, closed her eyes, and slightly tilted her smooth, pale neck back.
How absurd this was.
So absurd, she didn’t know how to face it.
Under the hazy moonlight, Yukino Ritsuko kept her lips clenched, silent. She just quietly lay there, planning to endure everything silently, being a compliant young lady.
But Fujiwara Reya didn’t want to let her go, he held her shoulders and asked: "Say something, Miss Yukino."
"Never dreamed it would be like this..." Yukino Ritsuko’s voice dropped to barely a whisper.