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

The cunning mistress must be severely punished in the future!

Chapter 64: The New Mother is a White-haired Sickly Girl

The next day, the weather was fine.

Huacheng Xingzi woke up early and looked at the blue sky outside the window, feeling refreshed.

After she let out the guilt she had been pent up in, she expressed her determination that she had not had nightmares and would not have them again.

Under the eaves of the Japanese-style house, the wind blew in with the coolness of late spring, causing the sleeves to flutter.

Blown by the refreshing breeze, Huacheng Xingzi couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, as if she had come back to life and felt her whole body was filled with strength.

My own soul was once infinitely close to hell...

But now I am free, I have broken free from the web of morality and become a free person.

Realizing this, Huacheng Xingzi was beaming with joy.

She washed up, put on a clean black kimono with chrysanthemum pattern, and walked to the front yard.

The April morning breeze was as cool as water, blowing slowly. The old lady walked proudly. The sky above her head was as beautiful and shining as blue crystal. The morning sun representing hope was rising slowly!

"Good morning, aunt!"

"..."

The mistress's noble face turned red instantly.

"Okay, Iori okay..." She pretended to be calm, but her toes dug out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.

Huacheng Iori sat at the dining table, holding his chin with his hands crossed, looking at his aunt with a half-smile, and whispered softly, "Aunt seems to be younger again. If I tell others, I'm afraid no one will believe that you are 37 years old. Can you tell me the secret to regaining your youth?"

"Uh……"

Huacheng Xingzi was so embarrassed that she wanted to hide back in her room.

"Come and have breakfast!" Iinuma Isao appeared in time with breakfast and helped the old lady out of the predicament.

The sunlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the flowers on the dining table sparkled, and the three of them started to eat breakfast in a happy mood.

"Come, angel, eat this." Iinuma Isao spread jam on the bread and walked over attentively.

"Well, is this your way of fighting back? How boring!" Hanashiro Iori slowly raised his small and delicate face.

Huacheng Xingzi held her cup of coffee and looked at the young couple with a smile.

Against the backdrop of sunshine and flowers, the boy looked at the girl, and the smile that slowly appeared on his face was unusually vivid.

[This is a rare smile, giving people an extremely reassuring feeling. Perhaps you can only encounter it four or five times in your life. In an instant, this smile faces - it seems to face the entire eternal world. When it condenses on you, it shows an irresistible preference for you...]

"Huh?" The angel was stunned for a moment, and murmured blankly: "You seem to have become more handsome..."

"Humph, remove the word 'like'!" Iinuma Isao became proud and smiled at her, "Don't underestimate me, you are not the only one with great charm in this world! I still say the same thing, be careful not to fall over or I will humiliate you severely..."

"Oh, is it so……"

Huacheng Iori took a deep breath slowly, exhaled slowly, and lifted her long hair with her small hand.

Then, for the first time, her elegant and delicate face showed him a smile labeled "gentle".

This smile...

This light tenderness is like the cool summer breeze, as thin as transparent mist... So fairy-like!

"Iinuma-san, you're moved, right?" Hanashiro Iori asked playfully and contemptuously.

Iinuma Isao turned to look at Aunt Kyoko: "We don't play with this pervert... huh? Auntie, what's wrong with you?"

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes were dull, the coffee cup was against her lips, and she remained in the same posture.

"I'm a fangirl..." Hanashiro Iori held his forehead with a headache.

Iinuma Isao was very pleased and nodded in agreement: "This is normal!"

It seems that the old lady is just a mortal after all, unlike the angel next to her, who can resist the favor of the young man at the top of human charm.

"Put away your disgusting attitude!"

Hanashiro Iori glanced at Iinuma Isao with extreme contempt, then stood up and left.

In the sunlight, her straight black hair glowed slightly, her perfectly slender waist twisted slightly with her steps, and her long legs were even more eye-catching... Oh, no matter how beautiful you are, you are just a woman with nothing else but beauty and wisdom!

Iinuma Isao didn't bother to pay attention to her, and all his attention was on the old aunt: "I still prefer to be with my aunt."

"Uh, that..." Huacheng Xingzi looked at him out of the corner of her eye and whispered, "Don't laugh like that in the future..."

"No problem!" Iinuma Isao immediately gave the old aunt a youthful smile, and said in a clear and serious voice: "Even if I have to laugh, I will only laugh at Aunt Anzi!"

"Ah, Axun..."

"what?"

"You...you laughed again..."

Hanashiro Kyoko looked away, her heart pounding in her chest, feeling so strange.

However, the mistress is still the mistress after all, and she has seen many storms... Soon, she adjusted her mood and said in a calm and steady voice: "After breakfast, I will go to the Hachioji construction site to inspect. You can go to Li Zi alone."

"OK……"

Iinuma Isao nodded, looking her over carefully.

The old lady didn't feel sleepy at all. She was in good spirits and her face was radiant.

Could it be that she didn't have insomnia last night...

Faced with this result, Iinuma Isao was happy but also a little disappointed.

Auntie is fine, happy!

Auntie, please don’t sleep alone anymore. It makes me unhappy!

"How did you sleep last night, Auntie?" he asked persistently.

Hearing this, Huacheng Xingzi raised her beautiful eyebrows, feeling quite proud, and teased: "Do you really think you can't sleep without me? Little boy, don't take yourself too seriously!"

"You're just using me and you don't recognize me anymore!" Iinuma Isao protested in a low voice!

"Use? Use what? When did your aunt ever use you? That's not the case at all!"

Having made up her mind to forget about this relationship, Hanashiro Kyoko spoke calmly and stood up slowly: "Okay, I'm going to go out. I may have to supervise in Hachioji for the next few days. Don't make my share of dinner... Also, I made a drink at the water dispenser, remember to drink it."

After saying that, the old lady picked up her bag and slowly left.

Looking at her dignified figure in kimono, Iinuma Isao secretly thought that after solving the problem with the Red Tai Group, he must make her pay for her stupidity today!

By the way, look what she flushed.

The boy came to the water dispenser, picked up the cup, unscrewed the lid and took a look.

After a moment, he looked up to the sky and sighed helplessly: "Who drinks protein powder so early in the morning?"

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After breakfast, Iinuma Isao came to the Imperial Palace.

Huacheng Lizi led him to the Buddhist temple located in the garden on the west side of the Imperial Palace.

"Her Highness Fuji has devoted herself to studying Buddhism and has lived in seclusion for twelve years. She rarely meets outsiders, not even women, let alone a strange man. How come she agreed as soon as I said your name?"

"How could I know that..."

"How weird! I was ready to beg her...Ah Xun, are you hiding something from mom?"

"Mother Li Zi, I love you the most. Even if I hide it from my biological mother, I can't hide it from you."

"My son is so sweet. No wonder my elder sister was so foolish by your coaxing..."

Huacheng Lizi couldn't help laughing.

As they were talking, they came to the west side of the Imperial Palace, away from the main hall complex. After turning around a garden, they saw a building in the style of a Buddhist temple.

There was a nun at the door. When she saw the newcomer, she immediately came over to greet him: "Her Highness Fukuji ordered me to bring the young master in. Your Excellency, please wait in the side hall."

Shonagon is the official title of Aunt Kuriko.

"Go in quickly and don't keep Princess Fukuji waiting for too long." Huacheng Lizi patted his adopted son's head gently.

"it is good!"

Iinuma Isao followed the nun into the Buddhist hall.

After passing through the front hall, the nun also stopped and motioned for him to go into the worship hall.

"grateful."

Iinuma Isao nodded in greeting.

He stepped into the worship hall, the white gauze curtains fluttered in the wind, and the golden Buddha statue looked at him without any sadness or joy.

On both sides of the Buddhist temple, several eternal lamps were lit, making the entire hall brightly lit; when the wind blew, the gauze danced and the flames swayed.

The young man walked slowly in the white gauze and firelight, and the dim shadow swaying in the candlelight turned from one to two.

There's something weird!

"who is it!"

The boy turned around abruptly.

No one in front of me...

But behind him, a pair of hands hugged him.

He turned his head with difficulty, and saw a woman in a white robe and with long silver hair hugging him tightly. Her eyes were wrapped with a black cloth, so he couldn't see her expression.

"You, who are you..."

Iinuma Isao's entire body was enveloped by a warm and soft feeling.

Her figure is so good that it is exaggerated, really big and soft... The skin on her fair and tender cheeks is so delicate that it seems to be broken by a baby's. Her holy long silver hair is scattered on her shoulders, and a pair of small ears can be seen between her hair. She looks like an elf in the snow.

Facing the boy's question, she gently stroked his cheek with her soft fingertips: "My child, twelve years have passed, and Mom finally found you..."

Iinuma Isao's vision went dark and he fainted.