Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 115 11. "Let's go to Uji! (1)"

"Good night."

After a quiet sound, the room was swallowed by darkness.

Masumi closed his eyes as if feeling sleepy.

Suddenly, Asami's voice, suppressing a laugh, was heard.

"Now, let's tell a ghost story."

"No way." Qian Ai made a disgusted sound, pinched the corner of the quilt with her fingers and pulled it up.

Qingmei has been afraid of ghosts since she was a child, and Masumi knows this.

"..."

After a long silence, Mami uttered a random word:
“Lycopene.”

No one understood the joke, so she just laughed to herself.

"Sister Mami, go to sleep." Rin's tone sounded a little helpless.

"Oh, boring."

"..."

The Japanese-style room became quiet again, with silence as tiny as dust floating in the air, illuminated by the moonlight coming in from the window.

In the darkened room, the girls' shallow breathing could be heard.

Although snoring affects everyone, regardless of gender or age, the five girls' snoring sounds were very quiet, with only occasional hazy, harmless and cute hums.

I shouldn't snore, right? Masumi thought.

During high school field trips, we all slept in dorm rooms, and some of the boys snored loudly, so I didn't pay much attention to them. He definitely wouldn't do that in a familiar environment, but I couldn't say for sure about unfamiliar places.

Then wait until everyone else falls asleep before you go to sleep.

Masumi's eyes gradually got used to the darkness and he could see his surroundings clearly.

Looking to the right, Qian Ai's neat sleeping face came into view. She was lying on her back, sleeping quite soundly.

"Woo~"

A sticky sound suddenly floated through the air.

Masumi, who was lying on his back, raised his eyes and saw Asami sleeping with her legs spread out, and his lips curled up slightly.

It's only been a few minutes and the quilt is already a mess.

Haiyue next to her didn't sleep very well either. After rolling around twice on the sheets, Mami kicked her away restlessly. She crawled into Rin's bed and then hugged her from behind.

Rinyin, who was sleeping soundly, moved her lips, then felt hot and frowned slightly.

She twisted her body subconsciously, but the jellyfish girl held her tightly and she couldn't break free.

In the end, the two women fell asleep in this position.

She is indeed a very difficult girl.

Masumi sighed quietly. Although he felt sorry for Kamishiro, he thought at least he wouldn't attack him if it was like this.

Rustling.

The hair rubs against the pillow, making a sound.

He turned his head, and sure enough, Kurokawa Mio poked her head out from under the quilt, staring at him straight.

The moonlight shone on her face, divided into two halves of light and dark by her slender nose bridge, but no matter whether it was bright or dim, the sight was firmly stuck on her face.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Masumi asked as quietly as possible in order not to wake up the others.

"I want to see more of Masumi."

She answered in a very soft and thin voice.

As if worried that Masumi couldn't hear clearly, Kurokawa Mio lifted her head off the pillow and leaned forward.

"What's so good about it? You can see it normally, right?"

“I can’t get enough of it.”

A smile curved her lips: "Hey, Masumi, everyone else is asleep now, so..."

The voice mixed with breath sounded particularly charming, as gentle as the wings of a butterfly, circling and caressing along the tips of Masumi's hair and eyebrows, caressing her skin and causing it to warm slightly.

"So?" He swallowed.

"So now the time belongs only to Masumi and I."

The ambiguous words made Masumi take a deep breath and then exhale briefly.

"Don't do such boring things."

Kurokawa Mio smiled and said, "It's not boring at all, and I'm very happy."

"This kind of thing..."

"We won't be discovered. Everyone is tired today and will sleep soundly. I promise."

Her eyebrows were curved, and her ambiguous expression was hard to read. Was she joking, or did she really have this dangerous idea? Perhaps it was like the sky at dusk or dawn.

How can you guarantee that?

"Go to sleep." Masumi sighed softly.

"Just watch for a while longer, then go to sleep... Haah~"

As she said this, she yawned loudly.

Kurokawa Mio then leaned towards him again.

Her thin eyelids grew heavy, and she struggled to keep her eyes open. Sleepiness came over her in waves, like shadows filling the folds of the quilt.

"Masumi~" The voice also became confused: "I can do anything~"

The breath gradually weakened.

"..."

For a long time.

Her beautiful eyes were slightly closed and her eyelashes were trembling slightly. It seemed that she had fallen asleep.

Masumi let out a quiet breath.

Now I can finally sleep peacefully.

but……

I was clearly feeling sleepy just now, but now I’m so energetic. What happened?

Unable to fall asleep for a while, he simply picked up the mobile phone on the pillow.

The light coming through the screen slightly stung my eyes that were already accustomed to the darkness.

Masumi turned down the brightness and subconsciously glanced at Kurokawa next to her to make sure that her eyes were not blinded by the bright light.

The smooth chiffon bathrobe slipped off her shoulders, revealing her round and well-proportioned shoulder curves. He then grabbed the quilt and pulled it up to her shoulder height to cover her.

The collar of the yukata is obviously squeezed because of the side-lying posture, and the soft light and shadow complement each other, making the outline soft.

C.

Masumi inexplicably recalled Kurokawa's words on the day of the judging competition: A C that can be touched.

When the quilt was lifted, Kurokawa Mio happened to move.

The contact of fingers with skin and the perfect body temperature made the blood vessels under Masumi's skin agitated, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by something. For a moment, his breathing stopped.

But then, as if he remembered something, his face suddenly darkened, and he calmly covered her with the quilt.

After doing all this, Masumi skillfully opened the website of "Become a Great Writer".

"I was reincarnated as a soldier in the Demon King's army, forced to hide my identity and infiltrate the Hero Squad as an undercover agent. I never expected that my teammates were also undercover agents of the Demon King's army, the Four Heavenly Kings!?"

In the daily comprehensive rankings, it has stabilized and fluctuated around 50th place.

Everyone in the light novel author group congratulated Masumi, saying that if she could get into the top few exposures, she might have a chance of being selected by the editor.

Mr. Hojo told himself that for a newcomer, this was already an achievement worth looking forward to and he could continue to work hard. His own book was only hovering around 30 or 40th place.

Is it worth the wait...? Masumi pondered over the word.

Indeed, humans always have expectations for useless efforts.

If there is even a ray of light flickering from behind the clouds in the gloomy sky, it is worth looking forward to.

Rustling.

The sudden action interrupted Masumi's delicate emotions.

On the right, Chiai's back bumped into his arm, and then she seemed to treat herself as the side of the bed against the wall, or a doll beside the pillow, and turned over to move closer and hugged Masumi's arm.

On the left, Kurokawa's face was closer than expected, and the darkened phone screen reflected Masumi's frown.

Just like what he had said to Mami before, as an adult male, it is impossible to have no desires, but having desires does not mean indulging in them.

To keep calm, keep writing novels.

Unlocking the screen again, Masumi tapped on the virtual keyboard with his fingertips, but his consciousness was blurred by the light breathing sounds beside him.

At some point, he fell asleep.

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The morning sunlight is particularly dazzling.

The heat sneaked into the room along with the light. Masumi opened his eyes and saw a face of incomparable beauty.

Long straight black hair, beautiful amethyst-like eyes, and a teardrop mole.

She is a bit like the new heroine in his light novel, Nekomiya Nanaya.

She is set as a shrine maiden of the Hachimangu Shrine in the East Country. Because the original heir, Kitsunesaka Juya, gave up his priesthood and joined the Demon King's army to become one of the Four Heavenly Kings, she took on the responsibility of acting as the chief priest.

He is determined to defeat the Demon King and the traitor Kitsunesaka Juuyo and restore the reputation of the Hachimangu Shrine.

I've traveled into my own light novel?

"Nakamiya Nanaya..."

"Nanaye Nekomiya?"

The light novel heroine in front of him tilted her head slightly in confusion.

The voice sounded familiar, and the person wasn't wearing a shrine maiden's robe, but a yukata from a hot spring inn. Masumi regained consciousness. It was the morning of the last day of their short trip to Keihan.

"Good morning, Kamishiro."

"Good morning." Lin Yin responded, pursing her lips with a hint of meaning: "You look like you slept well last night."

"so so."

"Yeah."

For some reason, her voice sounded a little cold: "Being hugged by women on both sides is more comfortable than being a daimyo in the Warring States Period."

"On the left... on the right... a Warring States Daimyo?"

"What's this?"

Masumi was confused when he suddenly felt a squeezing sensation on the right side of his face.

Five round, cute, white toes appeared at the edge of his vision. Miss Mami, who had a terrible sleeping posture, stretched out her legs, turned her body upside down, and stepped on his cheek with her left foot. Her small toenails were shining.

"Hey, Seno."

He was about to move his hands away, but found that his arms were held by Kurokawa and Chiai on both sides, and he could not move.

It turns out that this is really the one who is hugged by women on both sides.

His sleepy eyes, which were originally half open, suddenly opened wide, and Masumi finally understood what situation he was in.

"Don't get me wrong, I waited until you all fell asleep yesterday before I went to bed," he explained hurriedly.

Then I realized belatedly how terrible this explanation sounded.

Fortunately, misunderstandings piled on top of misunderstandings are no longer popular in today's light novels: "Stupid, idiot! What are you guys doing!" "Don't come near me! You pervert!", this kind of noisy classic plot, and Kamishiro is not that kind of person.

So she just sighed and stared at herself with an unhappy look.

"Sorry, help me, I can't move at all." Masumi said in embarrassment.

"Which one?" she asked.

Masumi was stunned: "Which one?"

"Is it on the left, right, face, or body?"

Maybe it was an illusion, but Kamishiro's voice at this moment sounded a bit like Kurokawa's tone when he saw her being intimate with other girls.

There was an unhappy expression on her delicate face, but the unhappy expression suited her well.

After listening to her, Masumi showed a hint of doubt. He could understand the first three, but what about the one on his body...

The soft touch pressed directly against him through the yukata. Rinone pulled off the quilt and saw the jellyfish girl's cheek sliding towards Masumi's abdomen.

"It is indeed here."

She grabbed Haiyue's slender ankle and lifted the sleeping jellyfish girl upside down like a duck.

"She's so dishonest. I woke up from the heat last night and saw her clinging to me."

Linyin sighed: "No wonder he didn't come back after pushing me away, it turns out he went to your place."

"Haiyue, get up quickly!"

She held the girl's ankles and shook them hard.

"Uh... um..."

Between the gaps of her messy flaxen hair, she could vaguely see her squinting eyes and trembling lips. After squeezing out a few fragmented and vague syllables from her throat, Haiyue fell asleep again.

Masumi couldn't help but want to sigh to the sky.

However, just as he opened his mouth, the bare foot pressed against his right cheek rubbed forward again, and the toes rubbed against him, making the crystal-clear toenails shine even brighter.

He immediately closed his lips and looked at Linyin for help.

◇

The hotel offers two breakfast options: Japanese and French. However, the French breakfast requires reservations two days in advance, so our group had a simple Japanese breakfast, but the variety was quite varied:

Salt-grilled salmon, fried tempura, mackerel sashimi, omelet, tuna and yam grate, onsen egg, tofu miso soup, chicken salad, green apple juice, pickles.

After breakfast, Masumi packed her luggage and confirmed today's itinerary on her phone, while the girls were putting on makeup and dressing up.

In the island country, it is illegal for girls to go without makeup - there is no such rule, but everyone has agreed to do so. Even Kamishiro, who is not very keen on dressing up, will put on some lip gloss.

That pretty face, which was already bright and beautiful, became even more gorgeous.

"Rin, let me help you comb your hair."

"sorry to bother you."

"will not."

Qian Ai picked up the comb and held up her long, smooth black hair. She exclaimed, "Rin Yin's hair is really good. It's straight and has no curls at all."

"Have you ever tried a different hairstyle?"

"for example?"

"For example, twintails!" Qian Ai's eyes sparkled.

"That's too childish."

Kamishiro with twintails? It seems a bit childish, but it should be fine. After all, beautiful girls look cute in any hairstyle.

"No, I'm talking about the more mature kind. Ah, let me help you tie it and try it out, okay?"

"Yeah." Linyin nodded slightly.

Are there differences between mature and immature twintails?
Masumi murmured inwardly, then saw Chiai confidently pick up the rubber band and neatly tie up Rin's hair.

I see, it's the kind with low-set twintails.

Using the light novel he had read recently as an analogy, it was roughly the same hairstyle as the second lady of Chiba Prefecture in Volume 14 of the novel.

Masumi originally thought that the image of Kamishiro Ice Beauty was not suitable for lively and childish twintails, but the low twintails hanging on the shoulders are very suitable for her and there is not much sense of incongruity.

"Ah! Little Rin'in is so cute."

Mami was the first to give full marks.

"Tsk, you really have a face that men like, but... you're still cute." Kurokawa Mio said unwillingly.

Qian Ai narrowed her eyes and smiled: "See? Everyone thinks it's good."

"What do you think, Masumi-san?"

Is it his turn to be a judge? Masumi nodded, feigning calmness: "Yeah, it's quite cute."

This is a lie.

It's actually super cute.

The continuous stream of praise made the muscles on Linyin's face relax. As her cheeks flushed, she exhaled softly, "Thank you."

"In that case, how about making this hairstyle a holiday special today?" Qian Ai suggested.

For a moment, Rin's expression wavered slightly, but she quickly refused: "Forget it, this hairstyle is enough for you to see only."

"Eh? So it's only for close friends?" Qian Ai's smile became even wider.

"That's it."

Rinne said calmly, glancing at Masumi calmly.

The latter happened to be looking down at his phone and didn't notice her gaze.

Qian Ai helped her untie the rubber band, and at the same time put her fingers into her shiny hair, combing it again like combing a cat's hair.

"Hmm, after all, the image of a beautiful girl with long black hair is the most suitable for Rinone."

"You can't call me girl that anymore."

"Eh!?" Qian Ai's smile froze: "Didn't...something happen last night when we were taking the hot spring bath yesterday that I don't know about?"

(Note: Girl (しょうじょ), virgin (しょじょ), the two have similar pronunciations)
"At night? Something you don't know?"

Rin'in sounded quite confused, but she didn't pay much attention to it and explained slowly, "My birthday is August 8th, which is today, so I'm 15 years old."

"Oh, that's it. Sorry."

"Hmm?" Rin didn't know what she was apologizing for, but she didn't turn around because she was combing her hair.

"But it doesn't matter. 14 to 17, 17 to 20, both can be used as girls."

Seriously speaking, Japanese people actually have many terms and expressions for age, such as "Around 30", which refers to the age between 25 and 35 years old, so there is no need to be too serious about this term.

After it was over, Qian Ai walked up to Hai Yue again. The girl was crunching on the free popsicle, but she wouldn't be able to eat it after checking out.

"Leave Xiao Haiyue's styling to me too!"

Kurokawa Mio said nothing and quickly put on her full makeup. Her eyelashes, lengthened with mascara, flickered up and down, then she took out the hand cream and started to take care of her skin.

"Ah! It's a bit too crowded, give some to Masumi."

In her beautiful obsidian eyes, there flashed the girl's little tricks. Masumi was immune to it, or rather, he had gotten used to it.

"Oh."

He stretched out the back of his hand nonchalantly and watched her spread the hand cream with her slender fingertips, and a faint citrus scent wafted towards him.

Mami, who was painting her toenails nearby, also looked over when she heard this.

"Masumi-kun, would you like to put some on?" she joked.

"That's no need."

Masumi waved his hand in refusal.

"Hey, this is natural plant nail polish. It's non-toxic and harmless. The color effect is also good, but it doesn't last very long."

Mami frowned slightly and held out her left foot. "This foot faded really quickly, but the color on the right foot is still there. How strange! I've obviously soaked both feet in the hot spring."

"Seno."

"What's wrong? Does Masumi-kun really want to paint it?"

Asami teased, "For boys, this look is also very cute. After all, I see a lot of male guitarists also do manicures on their right hands."

That's fingerstyle, I play electric guitar, he explained in his mind.

"No," Masumi said stiffly, "I just wanted to ask... this nail polish shouldn't pose a risk of food poisoning, right?"

Several girls turned their heads, their eyes fixed on his face in surprise and surprise.

(End of this chapter)