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

He bit the index finger of his right hand with a small mouth and frowned slightly, as if he was in pain.

Kaguya Hatsugano glared at him fiercely: "Don't laugh!"

"As ordered!"

Ionuma Isao suppressed his laughter and walked down beside her cross-legged.

Generally speaking, you have to sit on your knees in a teahouse.

However, he has hated kneeling since he was a child. When he sits on his waist, he always sits cross-legged.

This behavior would be impolite to others, but it seemed reasonable to him. Judging from his appearance and the clothes he was wearing now, he looked like a young man from an aristocratic family. It would be more normal to be more casual.

Hatsukano Kaguya, who was originally sitting on her knees, also changed to a cross-legged sitting position.

The knees were liberated all of a sudden. It was so comfortable. On the two smooth and pink feet, the cute toes stretched out comfortably.

Her little hands took the initiative to pick up the teapot and clean teacup.

First, he scalded the cup with hot water and poured out the dirty water. He looked at Ionuma Isao next to him from the corner of his eye: "Are you scared on your first day here?"

"Not bad." Ionuma Isao looked at the movements of her fingertips.

Boiling water, adding tea, waking up tea, brewing tea... the way the fiancée orders tea is elegant and beautiful.

When her fiancé looked at her from the side, he saw her contracted round shoulders, her upper body tilted slightly, and her slender neck was particularly eye-catching. She purses her lower lip very carefully and her earlobes without any decoration are really adorable.

She has obviously memorized every step and has repeated it countless times, making it impossible to fault anything.

It was already dark outside, and the lights in the tea room were not bright.

Perhaps it was because she was so beautiful, Ionuma thought that the soft light was vaguely reflected in his fiancée's gorgeous long-sleeved kimono.

The dark hair and white hands also reflected the soft light.

It gives people a watery feeling.

Flowers seemed to be blooming around the bright kimono, and cranes on the skirt seemed to be flying.

This scene reminded Ionuma Isao of Kawabata Yasunari's "Thousand Cranes", and he appreciated the pure and true beauty of his fiancée.

The tea was brewed and he held it to his fiancé with both hands.

Ionuma Isao took the tea, sniffed it gently, and took a sip.

The tea quality is very good.

After swallowing the tea, the fragrance still lingers on my lips and teeth.

"How?" Hatsugano Kaguya asked casually.

Ionuma Isao put down his tea cup, and out of the corner of his eye he saw gladioli on the water outside the terrace, and he casually joked: "Just like the gladiolus in early summer, the fragrance is refreshing and makes people think of the spring that just passed."

If it were autumn now, this tea would be red leaf flavored.

Hatsugano Kaguya took his cup over in annoyance, and while pouring the second cup of tea, he said: "I am very annoyed by the woman named Hua Cheng, but there is something she said that I quite agree with, and it is what you say. , whoever believes it will be in great misfortune."

"Slander, this is slander!" Iinuma Isao retorted righteously, "I Iinuma Isao has never lied in my life!"

"lie!"

"You have super powers too?"

"also?"

"Look, there's a crow!" Ionuma pointed out the window.

Hatsukano Kaguya looked over and saw two large-billed crows sitting on the branches outside the window. Their dark eyes were wide open, and they seemed to be looking at the men and women in the tea room curiously.

The girl's eyes flashed, not knowing what she was thinking of.

After a while, she turned around and stretched, with a lazy look on her face.

Then she held out her hand to her fiancé.

The little hands are white and delicate, and the eyes seem to be telling something.

Ionuma Isao hesitated and held her hand.

The girl's small hands were slender and cold, with a delicate grip, as if she were holding a piece of tender tofu.

In contrast, Hatsukano Kaguya felt that his hand was very generous and very warm.

...This is a boy's, so hot and big.

Like a small stove, it seemed to melt her.

"You let me take a nap..."

After saying that, the fiancée yawned and put her head on his lap.

Ionuma played with her little hands, sometimes holding them, sometimes loosening them, and sometimes kneading them like a massage.

The fingers are slender and slender, and the nails are as thin and red as cherry blossom petals.

Holding it up and looking at it under the light, the palm of the hand is so white that it is almost transparent, delicate and delicate.

Hatsukano Kaguya, who had her eyes closed, raised her eyelids and glanced at her fiancé.

The gaze stayed on his face for two or three seconds, then a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he closed his eyes again.

She slept on his lap and let him play with her little hands.

Doesn't seem like a bad thing.

And it's quite comfortable.

Her breathing gradually became smoother, and Ionuma Isao's attention returned to her face.

This face is very similar to Aunt Qingji.

Her delicate eyebrows and tall nose are the same as Aunt Qingji's. Only the thickness of her lips is significantly different from her whole face.

Qingji's lips are red, plump, and sexy, flaming red lips.

Kaguya's lips are less red and thin, and are very soft cherry lips.

Of these two kinds of lips, I can’t say which one is better.

The difference in lips is just a way of distinguishing taste.

Aunt Qingji's lips must be tasted aggressively and fiercely until her lips are swollen and she can't even speak. When tasting Kaguya's small mouth, she must be careful, gentle and taste slowly...

We can also find many similarities in their bodies, such as their slender necks and round shoulders.

however……

The face of my fiancée looked so much like Qing Ji.

This level of resemblance is just like Iinuma Isao and Kaoru-san, people can tell they are related at a glance.

The more he looked at it, the more doubtful and suspicious Iunuma became.

But the information currently known is that they are not mother and daughter, not even a foster mother and adopted daughter.

According to the story from top to bottom in Hatsuro Ye's family, Kaguya was brought back to the main family from the branch family and raised. Her parents died when she was just born. Although she was raised by Mrs. Qingji, she could only call Mrs. Qingji as Aunt Qing, not mother.

The Hatsukano family is a family that attaches great importance to lineage and dignity.

A daughter from a separated family, even if she has Mrs. Qingji's support, will secretly receive a lot of looks and innuendos.

...In this huge family, perhaps no one is her real relative.

Her material life was extremely rich, but Iinuma Isao, a poor boy, felt pity for her.

Immediately, he felt funny at his own thoughts.

The fiancée is a real rich lady, and her family background is countless times better than that of an angel.

Not to mention him, a poor boy from Hokkaido.

She was guarded by maids and bodyguards when she came in and out. She could express her anger at any time and laugh at any time if she wanted to. No one dared to say anything wrong to her face.

She has endless money to spend...

But, is this happy?

Ionuma Isao carefully compared the lives of the two people.

He felt that, except for the fact that he had a fierce mother, he was much happier than her in other aspects.

While he was thinking wildly, his fiancée suddenly opened her eyes.

She patted the empty seat next to her.

"What's wrong?" Ionuma Isao asked doubtfully.

Kaguya Hatsukano said softly: "Lie down and hug me."

--I reject!

The words came to his throat, but Iinuma Isao swallowed them down.

The delicate and delicate look of his fiancée on her deathbed was so endearing... Not to mention, Iinuma Isao had a vague suspicion in his heart - this was his sister.

Or my sister.

Anyway, it’s pretty much the same.

Ionuma Isao slowly lay down, and his fiancée's head full of fragrance moved over and snuggled up with him.

There is a cool breeze outside and the lake water laps the shore.

The sound of shamisen and the noise of children playing with dogs can be heard in the distance.

"Waiting all night long, harboring hatred until dawn, the listener is also troubled..."

There was a woman singing a Japanese song in a theatrical tone.

The poetic early summer night is intoxicating at this moment.

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"Standing beside the fireplace together, the river wind is cold, the window lattice is shaking, waiting quietly for the lotus step to arrive..."

In the changing room, Orihime took the boxwood comb that she had just combed her young master's hair, and combed up the hair on both sides of her temples. Then she leaned her upper body forward, holding the back of the comb with her teeth. With both hands free, she combed the dark and thick hair. All the hair is pulled up.

The cuffs of his shirt slipped slightly, exposing his two bright wrists to the air.