Tokyo: Starting from staying at my mother's bestie's house

"Last night, when I single-handedly killed the Red Snapper Team and eliminated all of them, didn't I tell you that Team Leader Ito was killed by the Chief of Shibuya Police Station?"

"Yeah, I remember."

"The director is eager to kill people and silence him. He must have interests."

"Correct."

Huacheng Xingzi gritted her teeth.

If it weren't for these colluding bureaucrats, she wouldn't have been forced into such a miserable state by a small Yakuza organization.

"I watched the director kill people and leave with nothing to do. However, someone can..." Iinuma Isao said, slowly taking out his mobile phone, "His Royal Highness witnessed my powerlessness last night and decided to do it for me. He wanted to stand out, so he unilaterally killed dozens of the other party's people."

After hearing this, Huacheng Xingzi's eyes narrowed.

She took the phone from the boy and browsed news reports on many websites.

From those blurry surveillance images and the blurry images of the woman that flashed by, the appearance of the silver-haired woman last night was gradually pieced together.

What she did was considered a favor to the Huacheng family.

With this foundation in mind, Huacheng Xingzi recalled the pitiful experience of His Highness, and the resistance in her heart gradually faded a lot.

Seeing that her expression softened, Ionuma Isao quickly continued to explain: "After killing dozens of people, she came back to find me and wanted to take me back to the Buddhist temple, but she caught me in bed with you...the whole process , that’s it. Please forgive me this time, I won’t make any mistakes again in the future.”

Huacheng Xingzi forced herself to calm down.

Looking at the young man with a frown, she said in a faint tone: "I have been using the excuses of 'you are still a child, ignorant, and still young' to make myself tolerate you step by step, but what happened last night really broke through for me. The bottom line. I need to be quiet now..."

"I'll stay with you, just don't talk." Ionuma Isao continued to hold her hand.

Huacheng Xingzi glared at him sideways and warned: "Remember not to speak, I don't want to talk to you now."

Ionuma Isao nodded eagerly.

Huacheng Xingzi slowly regained her composure.

Now that things have come to this, although she is reluctant, she can only accept it calmly, with the perseverance of the Huacheng family's mistress shining in her eyes.

While the boy held his hand, the mistress walked in front, leading him to wander the streets like a sister.

It was a morning in mid-April, the sun was shining brightly, and the air was filled with the breath of late spring.

The sky is blue and the air is refreshing, but not too hot.

The blue sky is so clear, and you can see the arcs left by soaring seagulls above your head.

Kamakura is a small town by the sea, with many rolling gentle hills and small houses.

The small, cute and brightly colored house looks like it is built with Lego bricks.

When the weather is nice, the entire seaside town looks sparkling like a giant dessert platter.

Along the sunny sidewalk, Huacheng Xingzi held the boy's hand and spread forward.

After walking out of the station, I gradually slowed down and walked slowly and enjoy myself.

It had been many years since she had gone shopping leisurely and elegantly, especially after the accident at home, and she never felt relaxed again.

My mood is particularly different today.

The weather was very good, and I had plenty of time. I was accompanied by a kid... Slowly Sagami Bay spread out, and Kyoko Hanashiro began to curiously look at the stalls on both sides of the street. She bathed in the April sunshine and walked on the seaside streets. How pleasant it was. One thing!

As we walked, a torii gate suddenly appeared on the road ahead.

It is Tsurugaoka Hachimangu Shrine.

There is a best friend who is the god inside.

Huacheng Kyoko's whole body was sticky and very uncomfortable. She suddenly remembered that her best friend had a beauty hot spring, so she came up with the idea of ​​visiting her best friend.

There is a flower market on both sides of the approach to the shrine.

Walking into the flower market, the fragrance lingers between the two flowers; the flowers are blooming, extremely gorgeous, like a carpet, like a colorful painting, which is dizzying.

Huacheng Xingzi was walking and passed by many flower stalls selling roses.

Several times, her steps subconsciously slowed down... Ionuma Isao, who was very good at observing people's emotions, spent money to buy her a bouquet of roses.

Since he couldn't speak, he babbling and gesticulating in sign language when giving flowers to his old aunt. This funny look made the old aunt roll her eyes at him several times, but she refused to open her mouth and give him the right to speak.

I was tortured so miserably by him last night, can't Auntie give it back?

Passing through three torii gates, the huge shrine comes into view.

Facing Sagami Bay, the salty smell of sea water and the fragrance of budding vegetation mix together to form a unique seaside smell that passes through the nose in spring.

Ionuma Isao squinted his eyes and looked at the old aunt with doubts on his face.

‘Are you planning to go in to worship? ’

Huacheng Xingzi held him in one hand and held nine roses in the other, walking forward without saying a word.

Ionuma Isao had no choice but to follow silently.

Anyway, he would accompany the old aunt no matter what she did.

In front of the road, there is a blocked stone bridge with pedestrian passages on both sides;

Under the bridge is a waterway connecting two artificial lakes, Heike Pond on the left and Genji Pond on the right.

The young leaves overhead swayed, casting fragmented light.

On a sunny spring day, Hachimangu Shrine is full of tourists.

A housewife holding her child and chatting with acquaintances;

The old mage holding a long gun and short cannon and taking pictures everywhere;

Boys and girls fighting.

Everyone who passed by couldn't help but look at the strange pairing of the young man and his mistress.

After crossing the stone bridge, Huacheng Xingzi took the flowers and walked towards the trash can.

"You..." Iinuma Isao opened his mouth.

If the flower was thrown in front of his face, he would also be angry.

Huacheng Xingzi stopped and looked sideways at him: "I am going to meet a best friend who is also your mother's best friend. Do you want me to hold your hand, hold the flowers you gave me, and walk in grandly? "

"Uh, it's not impossible..." Ionuma Isao whispered.

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes turned cold.

"Ha, haha..." Iinuma Isao laughed twice, let go of her hand, and took the flowers at the same time, "I'll take the flowers first, okay?"

Huacheng Xingzi looked at him for a few seconds and nodded silently.

The two continued walking forward, bypassing the worship hall, passing through a Tang Dynasty style wall, and entering the large Kagura Hall.

Kagura-den is the place where shrine maidens perform.

So as soon as he entered the main hall, Iinuma Isao saw many musical instruments used in performances, as well as magical instruments commonly used by shrine maidens such as Kagura bells.

There is a sofa in a corner of the quiet and tidy hall.

At this time, there was a woman wearing a witch costume, lying lazily on the sofa.

Her long pink hair fell down, covering her face, only slightly revealing her delicate and flawless chin.

The snow-white and slender legs were bare and stacked together.

Because the sofa was not long enough, her feet were hanging out in the air, and her small and exquisite toes curled up slightly in the cool breeze.

Huacheng Xingzi took off her sunglasses and mask and whispered: "Qingxue, I'm here."

As soon as the old aunt finished speaking, the woman on the sofa opened her eyes, with a charming smile on her lips.

She sat up straight and put her big white legs down.

A scent like cherry blossoms came with the wind.

Ionuma Isao couldn't help but widen his eyes.

That beautiful figure quickly enlarged in his eyes.

She has smooth long pink hair, fair and delicate skin, a delicate and flawless face, and a pair of charming eyes with a seductive glimmer.

The red and white miko uniform cannot cover her graceful figure.

Her breasts are round and endowed; her waist is slender, her buttocks are perky, and her legs are slender and charming.

"Dong Dong~"

The jade feet wearing wooden clogs made a loud sound on the floor.

She came to Iinuma Isao, almost as tall as him.

The young man is tall and handsome, with plenty of yang energy.

Looking at her best friend's son, she licked her lips, and a pair of fox ears appeared vaguely on her head.

"Oh hoo~"

Iinuma Isao's heart skipped a beat.

The long pink hair, purple pupils and slightly slanted fox eyes immediately hit his XP.

And she was still wearing a miko costume.

She is supposed to be a witch who charms all living beings, but she is wearing a witch costume that represents holiness. The contrast is great!

"Sister Xun's son?"

Qingxue moved her lips.

The voice is smooth and smooth, full of warmth, giving people a good impression of being pure and pure.

At a very close distance, Ionuma Isao noticed that her lips were shining with a particularly moist luster, and they looked plump and soft.

"Hello, Auntie..."

The boy greeted me obediently.

There was a particularly familiar feeling about her, but for a moment, she couldn't remember who it was.

Yue Jianli Qingxue looked at his whole body as if she was assessing how much he was worth, with a shrewd aura in her charming foxy eyes.