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Chapter 137 136. Xia Xili Wants to Be a Fox Girl
Evening draws near.

The beach is scorching hot, and the wind has a strong smell of tide.Fujiwara Rin also took a deep breath, looking up at the orange sky.When you open your hands upward, you can clearly feel the heat of the summer sun.After a while, the waves began to wash the soles of the feet coldly.

Under the soda bottle beside him, there is a newspaper.

The main page of the newspaper is a report on the riots at the Minamiizu Town Summer Festival. It is roughly about a film and television company that, in order to achieve a more realistic effect, illegally filmed and caused riots without reporting. The film and television company has published an apology in the newspaper , and closed indefinitely.

Since he is not a senior politician, the news seems to be full of mistakes and omissions in Fujiwara Rin.But politicians only need to make ordinary people believe it. If they don’t believe it, let them guess. Anyway, these reports don’t mention the existence of supernatural beings.

At five o'clock, Fujiwara Lin also returned to the dojo.

He slipped into Mrs. Kasahara's room first, just as the mother and daughter were about to change clothes.

"Xiangxiang, come over and try it on with Mom." Mrs. Kasahara put the paper bag containing the clothes on her lap, unwrapped the wrapping paper, and the smooth texture of crepe made her feel a burst of uncontrollable girlish joy. He measured the length of the cuff with his fingers.

"This set belongs to mom, right?" Asuka Kasahara's eyes sparkled.

"Yes."

"What's my style?"

"The pattern is very beautiful!"

"Are the sleeves a little short?"

"Oh? No." Mrs. Kasahara lifted up the sleeve of her mourning dress, gesticulating with it on her arm, "Look, it's just right."

Asuka Kasahara squatted down and untied the string from the other wrapping paper, revealing the black mourning dress inside.

"Is this a belt? Good satin, oh,...Mom, the style is too ugly!"

"This is mourning clothes." Mrs. Kasahara smiled.

Black mourning clothes are undoubtedly not suitable for young girls, even the embroidery on the belt is black.

Kasahara Asuka pursed her lips: "It always feels weird to wear mourning clothes while watching fireworks."

"Isn't this better?" Mrs. Kasahara held her delicate face in both hands, and said proudly, "The attribute of a widow is a plus point."

"I'm a beautiful girl!" Kasahara Asuka rolled her mother's eyes.

Next, the mother and daughter began to change clothes.

Fujiwara Rin also turned his back.

Only listen to the sound, not the person.

In very slight sounds, he could accurately distinguish the sounds of hands reaching into sleeves, belts being tightened, and collars being adjusted.

After they got dressed, Fujiwara Rin also heard Mrs. Kasahara swearing "little pervert" with a smile.

"If I had known that I would be scolded if I didn't watch it, I would have watched it." He walked into the room and said.

"How about this dress?" Mrs. Kasahara spread her hands like a peacock, and circled gracefully in front of him.

"Black mourning clothes make women more beautiful." Rin Fujiwara also gave a thumbs up.

"Slick tongue." Mrs. Kasahara gave him a reproachful look, then turned to tie her daughter's belt.Rin Fujiwara was also looking at the school girl wearing mourning clothes, perhaps because mourning clothes do not distinguish between ages, the school girl seemed to be two or three years older suddenly, a little more mature, and her breasts appeared to be much plumper .

Mrs. Kasahara fastened her youngest daughter's dress and pulled up the skirt for her.

"Xiangxiang looks like an adult now, mom is not happy about it."

"Oh?"

"When I grow up, I don't belong to my mother alone." Mrs. Kasahara rubbed her little daughter's head, maybe because the belt was tied tighter, the little girl's figure is more slim, which is especially easy to give rise to evil thoughts.

"Asuka's expression doesn't match the mourning clothes." Fujiwara Rin also said.

After he said this, Mrs. Kasahara also realized that the youngest daughter was as happy as wearing a New Year's dress.A brand-new pure white collar was exposed in the black kimono, and a smile filled the neck and rose-colored cheeks.

Mrs. Kasahara couldn't help but feel elated by the beautiful face of her youngest daughter.

"Xiangxiang walk a few steps to show mom."

"Okay." Asuka Kasahara imitated the models on the runway, walking back and forth with her waist twisted.

Hey, this is mourning clothes, you should be sad... Rin Fujiwara also shrugged his shoulders, shouting in his heart.

"Fujiwara, come here." Mrs. Kasahara puffed up her chest and turned to face Fujiwara Rinya.Perhaps it was the black mourning clothes that more clearly showed the maturity of her widow's body, so she now looked like she could easily be bullied and humiliated.

"Mother." Fujiwara Rin also bowed his head to greet her.

"Prudish!" Mrs. Kasahara said dumbfoundedly, and handed him the other belt in her hand, "Help mom tie the belt."

"Eh?"

Asuka Kasahara was dumbfounded.

"You heard it, she asked for it." Fujiwara Rin also looked at the school girl sympathetically.

"Mom is too cunning!" Kasahara Asuka puffed her cheeks, her eyes widened angrily, "First I help Asuka tie her belt, and then I ask my senior to do it for me, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"This is the wisdom of life." Mrs. Kasahara's expression was very smug, and she seemed to enjoy teasing her daughter very much.

Rin Fujiwara also took the belt and put it behind Mrs. Kasahara's back.

The palm-width girdle was wrapped round and round around her waist, and after being tightened slowly, it perfectly outlined the straight arc of her chest.

The snow-like back of the neck, against the backdrop of the black kimono and thick black hair, is blooming like a coquettish black rose.

"Hey, why can't the knot be tied, mother, wait a moment..." Fujiwara Rin also used a very clumsy gesture to tangle the two ends of the belt, with an annoyed expression on his face.However, his eyes glowed with pleasure, and he didn't want to let go so soon.

"Senior!" Asuka Kasahara called out unhappily.

Oops.

Little thought was exposed by the school girl.

But it doesn't matter, my mother didn't say no, so I don't care about your child's opinion.

"By the way," Fujiwara Rinya put his palms lightly on Mrs. Kasahara's waist, and asked as if to divert the attention of the mother and daughter, "What about the follow-up to the restoration of the ancient temple?"

"The disobedient old thing has stepped down." Mrs. Kasahara leaned back slightly, her voice was leisurely, "change to someone younger and more obedient. Don't plead with me about this matter. It's not good for anyone who disobeys the chairman's words." Make."

As soon as she tilted her head back, the elegant bun on the back of her head touched the tip of Fujiwara Rinya's nose.

Smelling the faint fragrance of hair, Rinya Fujiwara felt stuffy in his chest, and said in a muffled voice, "Why should I beg for him? As the most loyal ally of the Kasahara family, I support all sister Kasahara's decisions."

"It's nice to say." Mrs. Kasahara patted his hand on her waist lightly.

"Oh, it's wrong again." Fujiwara Rin also looked annoyed.

With this damn slender waist, he had to work very hard to restrain the urge to hug her tightly.

Mrs. Kasahara smiled.

"If you can make my sister happy tonight, my sister will play with you for 10 minutes in this mourning dress."

"Am I like that?"

"Two 10 minutes." Mrs. Kasahara said in an ambiguous tone, gently brushing her swollen chest with her hand.

Rinya Fujiwara immediately replied: "Deal!"

"Hmph!" Kasahara Asuka stretched out her foot and kicked the senior's ass.

"Asuka is jealous again." Fujiwara Rin also fastened his belt, and reluctantly let go of Mrs. Kasahara's waist.

At this time, Mrs. Kasahara leaned over and said in his ear, "Having a heart is not something to be encouraged."

"Wait a minute, why am I bothering?" Fujiwara Rin also blushed and heartbeat.

Mrs. Kasahara's expression gradually turned serious when she heard him say that.

"You're still so confident, it's too unreasonable." She pulled Fujiwara Rinya's ear with one hand, her expression was very angry, "Today I have to choose between two, mother or daughter, you give us mother and daughter an explanation!"

"Pain Pain!"

The mother and daughter tossed Rinya Fujiwara for a while before letting him go with a smile.

"Okay, sit down."

"Ah."

Asuka Kasahara wiped the sweat from her forehead, leaned on her mother's shoulder and asked, "Why are we going to pay homage to two young monks, don't you feel bored?"

"Hey, Xiangxiang is really too spoiled." Mrs. Kasahara put her fingers on her cheek and sighed a little like having a headache.Then she turned her head, frowned at the worried young woman and told Fujiwara Rinya, "It's nothing for you as a father to keep quiet, hurry up and discipline your daughter."

Rinya Fujiwara: "..."

"Mom, why are you acting like a child!" Asuka Kasahara plunged into her mother's arms.

Mrs. Kasahara gently hugged her little daughter onto her lap, with a smile in her eyes: "It's been a long time since I hugged Xiangxiang like this, it's very heavy, you..."

"If you gain weight like your mother, you will be in trouble." Asuka Kasahara smiled.

"If my mother is not fat, how can I hug Xiangxiang? She has grown up." Mrs. Kasahara seemed to be embracing everything, gently patted her daughter's young and energetic warm back through the mourning dress, "But It's not good to grow up. Although she can still act like a baby with her mother, after all, besides her mother, she has another boy who can act like a baby."

Speaking of this, the wife took another look at Rinya Fujiwara.

Seeing that strong boudoir-resenting style, Fujiwara Rin's scalp tingled and his heart throbbed.

Omg!

This noble woman has too many faces.

With such rich emotions and superb acting skills, it would be a pity if it was taken advantage of by others.

In line with the responsibility of a father, Fujiwara Rin also had a straight face, and said to his little daughter: "They sacrificed to uphold justice, and they are worthy of our admiration. There are still people walking with lighted lamps..."

Before he finished speaking, Kasahara Asuka writhed with a writhing smile.

"Itches, mom, don't scratch Xiangxiang..."

"Don't move, let mom hold her for a while longer." Mrs. Kasahara grabbed her tightly and said, the mother and daughter moved their heads together, ignoring Rinya Fujiwara, who was halfway through the conversation, and talked about the relationship between mother and daughter whisper.

Asuka is spoiled like this by you... Rinya Fujiwara tilted her head, staring at the flowery mother and lively and lovely daughter.

In his mind, the scene of them worshiping in front of the tombstone emerged, while he stood silently behind him, looked at the photo on the tombstone and said in his heart: You can go at ease, I will take good care of their mother and daughter.

Gee.

It's a perverted feeling.

Slipping out of Kasahara's mother and daughter's room, Fujiwara Rin also jumped into Hoshimi's mother's and daughter's room.

His wife and senior sister have all changed their clothes, which makes him feel a little pity, but it doesn't matter, he hasn't changed his clothes yet.

"You're one step too late." Mrs. Xingjian looked at him and teased, "If you had been three or five minutes earlier, you would have seen Rinko's body."

"It's a pity." Fujiwara Rin also patted his head in frustration, "Senior sister is secondary, the main thing is that I missed sister Hoshimi."

"Ah," Mrs. Xingjian said happily, covering her mouth with her hands, "being missed by a handsome boy, it's worth having a drink to celebrate. Shall we be together tonight?"

Hoshimi Rinko stared at him coldly.

"Of course," Fujiwara Rinya said with a smile, "Being with you reminds me of the time I spent with my mother when I was a child."

"Yeah." Mrs. Xingjian became more and more happy.

"Her mother is flat-chested!" Hoshimi Rinko said abruptly.

Mrs. Hoshimi's smile stagnated.

"Fujiwara-kun, please die tonight!" She looked angry.

"Hahaha!" In the mother and daughter's room, Mrs. Kasahara's cheerful laughter and the sound of palms slapping the tatami were heard.

"Size doesn't really matter." Fujiwara Rinya explained to Mrs. Hoshimi who was about to explode, "The main thing is temperament!"

"Is it the same for Ji Zi?"

"let it go."

"Tsk tsk, double standards..." Mrs. Xingjian looked at him coquettishly.

"Temperament is really more important." Fujiwara Rin also had no choice but to continue to explain, "Like Jizi, she is a noble and charming woman, and she needs to be big to set off her temperament. And Miko, you are elegant and quiet, if you are too big On the contrary, it will destroy the elegant temperament."

"You pass the test." Mrs. Xingjian stopped haggling with him.

Don't you think it's inappropriate to discuss breast size with my mother... Hoshimi Rinko coughed lightly, her eyes were cold: "Fujiwara-san, please stop in moderation."

"I'm going to change clothes." Fujiwara Rin also turned around and went back to his room.

There was a kimono prepared on the bed, and he had just changed into it, before he could tie it up in time, and then the sliding door on the mother and daughter side of Xingjian opened.Mrs. Hoshimi dragged her daughter's wrist over, "Come and help Fujiwara-kun get dressed."

Rin Fujiwara was also a little embarrassed: "Isn't that good? (Good job!)"

"If I don't give her a hand as a mother, she will lose everything." Mrs. Xingjian threw her daughter over like throwing trash, and then closed the door with a slam.

The setting sun quietly poured into the room from the window, and the slow wind swayed the white curtains from time to time.

The temperature in the house is a bit high, and the tulips, anemones, poppies and other flowers of various colors planted in the garden are competing for beauty in the flower garden, and the wind blows the fragrance of the flowers into the house.

Hoshimi Rinko let out a deep sigh, as if squeezed from her whole body.She rubbed her palms against each other, and approached Fujiwara Rinya with an embarrassed expression, her cheeks flushed slightly.

"Stand back a little, don't move around." She whispered, and tied his belt around his waist with her wrist.

The height difference between the two is eight centimeters.

Fujiwara Rin also lowered his head, looking down at the cheek of the senior sister, her hair was wafting with a scent of gardenia.There is also a sense of lightness in the clothes that are not gorgeous, and the slender neck is full of youthful breath.

"Only wives wear belts for their husbands," he said suddenly.

Hoshimi Rinko stopped her hand suddenly.

The beautiful, young and dreamy figure, with wide-open eyes and slightly feverish cheeks, stands there innocently and longingly.

The sunlight coming in through the window is intertwined with the smell of soil, flowers and the sea, making it quiet and clear.Hoshimi Rinko breathed for a while with her mouth pursed, then raised her face: "Raise your head up, let me straighten my neckline."

Fujiwara didn't move either.

"Raise it up!"

He said it again, but he still didn't move.

"Bastard!" Hoshimi Rinko cursed angrily, holding back his shame and gently lifted his chin up, and helped him straighten his undergarment collar with the other hand.

"Senior looks really good in mourning." Fujiwara Rinya said with narrowed eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Hoshimi Rinko scolded him.

"Sister, can you give me a hug?"

"..."

Hoshimi Rinko stepped back warily.

She grabbed Fujiwara Rinya's collar with her left hand, opened her index finger of her right hand, and stared up at his chin with her fingertips, her wrist trembling.She seemed to have only the strength left in her fingers, and her flushed cheeks were charmingly shy.

If this was a junior, Fujiwara Rin would have kissed her too.

It's a pity that she is a senior, the awe-inspiring and beautiful senior is not a bitch, even if she is hugged, Fujiwara Rin will not let her be hugged so easily.

"Senior sister's hair is so beautiful." He could only rub his teeth bit by bit.

Hoshimi Rinko subconsciously put the hand holding his chin back on her hair.

As a result, Fujiwara Rinya lowered his head and stared straight into her eyes: "The shy look is so cute."

"..." Hoshimi Rinko put her hand to her lips, she didn't dare to look at him, and said in a whisper-like voice, "Please, I'm not a brainless girl, please don't say such words anymore, it will be annoying. "

"Tsundere look is the cutest."

"...I'm not arrogant!" Xingjian Rinko suddenly raised her head, her eyes were sharp, and her pretty and fair face was flushed.

"Ah, yes, yes, I have no choice but to believe you after you have said so."

"Okay, let's go." Seeing Rinko helping him put on his clothes, Hoshi turned around and wanted to escape.

"Wait a minute, there's still time." Fujiwara Rin also raised his watch, "It's only past five o'clock in the evening, and the fireworks show won't start until eight o'clock."

"I don't feel safe with you!" Hoshimi Rinko coldly refused.

Fujiwara Lin didn't speak, just walked from the back door of the room to the veranda and sat down on the floor.Hoshimi Rinko left the room on wooden slippers, but after a while, she came over with a plate of sliced ​​watermelon.

Evening is approaching, the sunlight has weakened, and the shadows of the trees have spread to the eaves of the corridor.The two were eating watermelon and looking at the plants in the courtyard. Just listening to the sound of the leaves shaking in the courtyard gave people a sense of comfort.

Hoshimi Rinko is really elegant. When eating watermelon, she will patiently remove the seeds before eating in small bites. She will never spit out watermelon seeds while eating.In contrast, Fujiwara Rin sometimes swallowed the seeds without even vomiting them.

"Be careful of the watermelon seeds sprouting in your stomach." Hoshimi Rinko gently touched him with her elbow.

"It will be discharged, your biology is in vain?"

"It's a curse, can't you hear it?"

"Why are you cursing me?"

"What do you think?" Hoshimi Rinko put on a noble and elegant posture.

Fujiwara Lin also thought for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Is it because I often stare at the legs of the senior sister, so the senior sister is angry?"

"..." Hoshimi Rinko folded her legs unnaturally.

Fujiwara Lin also subconsciously looked over.

The beautiful toes in the wooden sandals curl up shyly, like the pink pads of a kitten, the tight and well-proportioned calves, the lines are long and smooth...

"Fujiwara Rinya!"

"Hi!"

"What are you looking at!"

"I was thinking about why watermelon is so sweet."

"Mingming has been staring at my legs!"

"It's a big deal to show you my legs." Fujiwara Rin also stretched out his feet.

"Get out!" Hoshimi Rinko kicked hard.

"What's so fierce..." Fujiwara Rin also muttered, looking away casually, and stopped talking.

After being quiet for a while, Hoshimi Rinko couldn't help but said, "What are you looking at, Fujiwara-san?"

"Look at the greenness of the pine trees and the beauty of the flowers. You can see that the scenery is even more beautiful with the reflection of the setting sun."

Hoshimi Rinko also looked out.

The sea breeze is very soft, and the sun turns into an indistinct hue.

At this time, Fujiwara Rin also leaned into her ear and said, "But when senior sister is looking at the scenery, I'm also quietly looking at senior sister."

"Look at how annoying you are!" Hoshimi Rinko said, lowering her head.

Fujiwara Rin also suddenly reached out, grabbing her left and right cheeks and pulling them out.

"Hahaha……"

Before Hoshimi Rinko can fight back, he laughs and runs away.

"You're going to die!" Hoshimi Rinko blushed, chasing him all over the room with wooden clogs.

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In the small wooden building by the sea, the setting sun shines in through the windows, dyeing it fiery red.

At this time, when day and night, yang and yin alternate, whether it is Natsuki Li or Kasahara Fuka-Eri, the sunset looks like diluted blood sprinkled from their heads.

In the room, there is a rather simple altar.

There are willow branches erected at the four corners of the floor, and the willow branches at each right angle are connected with the red and red shimenawa between two adjacent willow branches, forming a square enchantment.There are two plates on the table in the middle of the enchantment, one of which holds folded paper, and the other holds a clay pot.

"What are you going to do?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri asked.

"Well, it's the same as you." Xia Xili smiled mysteriously.

"Me?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri felt uncomfortable.

"correct."

Xia Xili's smile continued.

In sight, Kasahara Fuka-Eri's long orange hair was bathed in the setting sun, like a burning flame.

"Shikigami bound spirit?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri said solemnly.

Xia Xili nodded slightly.

Kasahara Fuka-Eri was speechless.

Knowing Xia Xili for so long, she felt that this person was crazy for the first time.

Shikigami binding spirit is a spell that allows shikigami to possess its master. Because the human body itself is fragile, monsters are generally strong in physique.Therefore, someone has figured out the trick of shikigami binding the spirit, letting the shikigami bend down means temporarily turning the body into a monster, so that it can make up for the shortcomings of the physique, and at the same time, it can also communicate with the shikigami to enhance combat capabilities .

From the effect point of view, shikigami binding spirit is a very powerful spell.

But in actual combat, almost no one dares to use this trick, because...the body is shared with the shikigami. If the shikigami has evil intentions, he will take the opportunity to devour the master's soul and take the master's body as his own.

"Aren't you afraid that your soul will be swallowed?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri felt puzzled.

"It's not certain who will be devoured by whom." Xia Xili put out a few talismans in front of her and made seals with her hands.

"Five directions, shikigami supporting the wings! 』

Divine power lingered, carrying a faint blue light, flying on her skin like a feather.The face under the blazing rays of light showed a dignified expression.

Both beautiful and seductive, and persistent.

The wind caressed her skin, and Kasahara Fuka-eri's long orange hair swayed lightly. She saw Mrs. Tanimura being pulled out of the pot and floating on Natsuki Li.Even if it's just a faint phantom, you can still see the fox's ears and tail.

"A ready-made real posture, a shikigami bound spirit!" 』

Fox Shadow trembled slightly.

Under the turbulence of the airflow, Xia Xili's clothes swelled, as if breathing.

The fox shadow blended into her body, making her already charming face even more coquettish and charming.Vaguely, one can see furry fox ears growing out of her hair.

But in vain, that face turned into Mrs. Tanimura's face, and soon changed back to Xia Xili's face... Struggling, changing, twisting, the two faces alternated.

Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked indifferent, her eyes were fixed on Xia Xili all the time.

"Bastard, die to me—" Xia Xili roared resolutely.But in the next second, his face changed into Mr. Gu Cun's hideous smile, "I don't know the so-called mortal—"

Kasahara Fuka-Eri sighed slightly, a flame was burning in her pupils.

The woman in front of her was twisting her face in pain, that expression scolded her and made her feel uncomfortable.If not, she can only forcibly destroy the ritual in the middle of the enchantment, and then control Xia Xili's body.The problem is that if you use a powerful demon force that can destroy the barrier, it is impossible for the people inside not to be affected.

but--

It was better than watching her being devoured by the fox demon.

Kasahara Fuka-Eri's anxiety reached the limit, she clenched her fist unconsciously, and smashed it down with burning flames.

"Wait a minute!" Xia Xili opened her eyes and stretched her neck with all her strength, "Dish... hair!"

Kasahara Fuka-Eri stopped her hand, and then she found a bunch of hair curled in the folded paper on the plate on the altar.She picked up the hair and wrapped it around the red string at the edge of the barrier.

"Xiao Lin also—"

Sparks burst out in Xia Xili's eyes.

After calling out his name firmly, the hair on the red rope exploded with a "snap".

The heavy sound shook the air, and the altar was instantly destroyed, and the divine power accumulated inside the barrier gushed out like a big wave.In the billowing smoke, Xia Xili coughed forcefully. After regaining control of her body, fresh air flowed into her lungs, and she breathed greedily.The afterglow of death terrifies her and brings her back to life.

"Well……"

The fox's ears quivered slightly.

The voice naturally flowed out from between the lips.

Xia Xili opened her eyes abruptly, with a childlike and obvious joy on her face.

"It's just a three-tailed fox, but it's not worthy of my Xiaolin..." She flicked her fluffy tail and reached out to touch her ears, "I'm going to decide on the soul of Yuzaoqian!"

"A three-tailed fox almost devoured you."

"There's still time!" Xia Xili said nonchalantly, "I'll let you massage me with special essential oils, and use intense pain to temper your will, in order to become the new Tamamo-mae."

"...Crazy." Kasahara Fuka-Eri sighed deeply.

　Push this book, a love essay with a domestic background.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)