I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

After a while, maybe only half a minute, Ooka Hongye came back with a can of tea and tea sets in her hands.

She excitedly took these to the low table, but did not sit opposite Serabelle. Instead, she squeezed in and sat next to him.

"We drank the tea at Kiyomizu Temple last time, so how about trying the tea I brew this time?"

"Whatever..."

Serabelle still looked calm about everything, which slightly frustrated the girl's thoughts.

"Hey, there's no sincerity at all. It sounds like there's no expectation at all."

Despite saying this, Ooka Momiji still started to brew tea seriously.

Halfway through, Serabelle remembered the two Gaoyue-kai high-ranking officials she saw when she got out of the elevator.

"By the way, who were those two people before?"

"Oh, they are the directors of the Gaoyue Society."

Ooka Momiji explained as she made some tea.

"At present, the facts of President Achiba's crime have been confirmed. If nothing unexpected happens, he will inevitably go to jail, so they want to elect a new president in Gaoyuekai."

"So I'll let you come?"

Serabelle understood.

"correct."

Ooka Momiji turned her head and smiled slightly.

"Why, you think I can't do it?"

"That's not it."

Serabelle shook her head.

"Just curious about what you're going to do."

"Hmm~ To be honest, I'm still struggling with this." Ooka Momiji pouted. "If I have to say, I already won the championship last year, so I'm not that keen on karuta anymore. Plus, as the president, I have to do more management work. What do you think, Sera-kun?"

"…Don't ask me, just tell me what you think."

Serabelle declined to answer the question.

"Okay, then I'll figure it out slowly by myself."

As she spoke, Ooka Hongye had already brewed the tea. She poured a cup from the teapot and handed it to Serabel with both hands, blinking her eyes.

"How about trying it?"

"Thank you."

Serabelle thanked him and took it. She blew on the steaming water and then took a sip.

"Not bad."

"Ok?"

This should have been a relatively positive evaluation, but Ooka Hongye raised her eyebrows when she heard it.

"Disappointed - I thought Sera-kun would praise the tea I made, or has he already tasted better somewhere else?"

“Not entirely.”

As she said this, Serabelle remembered the tea that Shizuka Hattori had made in the dojo.

It seems to taste better than this.

As he thought about it, he took another sip.

"Forget it, just think of it as a compliment to me."

Ooka Hongye watched him drink two sips, suddenly pouted, supported herself with one hand, walked to the back of Serabelle, knelt on her knees, sat down again, and patted her thigh.

"Come on, lie down."

"?"

"It's a new massage technique I learned recently. It's said to have a calming and hypnotic effect. I used to try it on my grandfather, but I haven't had time this time, so I'll try it on you, Sera-kun, first. Hurry up~"

As if somewhat dissatisfied with the boy's hesitation, Ooka Momiji even took the initiative to reach out and hold Serabel's shoulders to pull him down, forcing the back of his head to rest on her legs.

This should be the legendary knee pillow...

Serabelle thought as she felt the soft and elastic touch behind her head.

Then a pair of slightly cool hands fell on the top of his head, and the ten fingers were spread out symmetrically as if corresponding to the acupoints on the top of his head, and began to press and knead gently.

Since it has come to this, Serabelle stopped pretending and simply closed her eyes to feel it carefully, but she still said something in a low voice.

"Actually, if you want to try it, you shouldn't drink tea first, because tea can refresh you..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt sleepy for no apparent reason and his subsequent words were blurred.

Chapter 589 Miss Hongye's Bed Battle

Sleep like a baby.

Logically speaking, Serabel had a good rest last night, and because he never had the habit of taking a nap, he could usually remain very energetic even if he didn't rest for the whole day.

However, the fact was that it was already five o'clock in the afternoon when he woke up.

"Um……"

In the hotel's top-floor suite, as the bright red evening sunlight dimly shone into the room through the external double-layer soundproof glass paper windows, an indistinct murmur broke the tranquility in the room.

Before Serabelle opened her eyes, she subconsciously reached out her hand to stretch, but she retracted her hand as soon as it was extended.

Hiss~It’s a bit cold.

...Yeah? But why is it cold?

Realizing something was wrong in an instant, Serabelle frowned slightly and slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing that caught my eye was the unfamiliar ceiling of the suite and the room. I felt a heavy sensation of being covered by some fabric, and it seemed as if there was something padding behind me and under me, which was not the familiar touch of tatami.

So Serabelle looked down and saw that the low table in his memory was right at his feet, but he could not see his toes.

It's not because I'm fat, but because I'm covered by the quilt.

It was obvious that he was now lying in a Japanese-style quilt on the floor, with his skin tightly attached to the inside of the quilt, with no clothes blocking the way.

"?"

As if she finally realized something, Serabelle quickly lifted the quilt and took a look.

Very good, his body was still under the quilt, and except for the fact that he was not wearing clothes, everything else was normal, so it wasn't a big problem.

Because the real big problem was that when Serabelle lifted the quilt, he saw another naked body lying quietly in the same quilt.

Serabelle calmly covered herself with the quilt again, then turned her head and looked to her side.

He saw the Kyoto girl lying quietly on her side facing him with her eyes closed on the pillow that smelled of jasmine.

As if disturbed by the noise of the quilt being lifted just now, Ooka Hongye muttered something incoherently, then stretched out her arms from the quilt, groped her way forward, and hugged close to her, still mumbling.

"It's still early, sleep a little longer."

"…It's getting late. It's already five in the afternoon. If I sleep any longer, it will be tomorrow morning."

Serabelle warned.

Hearing this, Ooka Hongye, who had regained a little consciousness, slowly opened her eyes and hummed.

"But I'm still very sleepy~"

"How is that possible?" Serabelle refused to believe it.

"Really."

Ooka Hongye rubbed her nose against the boy's cheek and spoke in a dependent manner.

"Well~ It's because of Sera-kun's fierceness before that I was exhausted. Now my whole body is not only sore, but I have no strength at all..."

"Wake up. Even if you are drunk and have blacked out, you will just pass out. It is impossible for you to stand up if you are absolutely unconscious."

Serabelle interrupted her.

"Besides, you put sleeping pills in the tea."

"..."

There was a moment of silence, and after a brief pause, Ooka Hongye changed her tone to one of doubt.

"Sera-kun, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"I said you put sleeping pills in the tea."

Serabelle repeated.

"When you went to get the tea set, I thought it was a little strange. Normally, the Japanese-style room is a place for daily living and resting, so the tea set should be placed somewhere within easy reach of the room, or at least stored in the cabinet of the room, but you brought it in from outside the room."

"But I made the tea in front of Sera-kun, right?" Ooka Hongye said innocently, "Sera-kun saw it with his own eyes, right? There is nothing wrong with the tea leaves, and the boiled water was also provided by the hotel."

"The problem is not with the tea leaves and the water, but with the teapot. You put powdered sleeping pills at the bottom of the teapot..."

Serabelle analyzed it in a very logical manner.

"Besides all that, the speed at which I fell asleep was totally unscientific. As far as I know, there is only one person who can make someone fall asleep so quickly through pure technique."

"Who?"

"The one with the broken hand from Now You See Me."

The red leaves of Ooka are speechless.

She had seen Now You See Me, so she knew who the clumsy guy that Serabelle was talking about was.

In the movie, he is a master of psychology. His fighting power is that he can make people faint just by saying "sleep" to them. It's outrageous.

"Okay, I admit this was my mistake."

Ooka Hongye smacked her lips slightly.

"Originally, I considered that your physique is relatively good, Serajun. If the dosage is too small, it may not work, so I put a little more... Of course, it is within the absolutely safe dosage range. I didn't expect the effect to be surprisingly good."

“Because my sleep quality is very good.”

Having said that, Serabelle simply turned sideways in the bed and faced the Kyoto girl.

"So what is Miss Hongye's purpose in doing this?"

"Why?"

Ooka Momiji draws out the tone slightly.

"It's nothing actually. My current state is my purpose. I want to talk to Sera-kun in an occasion like this."

"say what?"

"Just, just talking."

The Kyoto girl suddenly shrugged her shoulders.

"Rather than that, let's solve the problem of cold air backflow first. This way, when you turn sideways, the quilt will be open, and cold air will blow in from your chest and back."

As she said this, she hugged Serabelle tightly, hooked her legs up, and rolled back and forth in the bed with her.

"Okay, that's it."

Feeling the cold wind no longer lingering in the bed and the touch of the quilt tightly fitting behind her, Ooka Hongye smiled with satisfaction.

Now the two of them were rolled up in the quilt like the Old Beijing Chicken Roll, facing this side, and they could hear each other's breathing.

The Kyoto girl sighed softly.

"In fact, part of the reason can only be blamed on my thin skin. If I were in a normal and sober state, I would definitely not do such a thing, and I am too embarrassed to ask some questions."

"Does that mean I can ask now?"

Under the quilt, Serabelle placed her hands on the girl's tight and slender waist.

Feeling this touch, Ooka Hongye bit her lower lip and her cheeks turned slightly red.

"Please don't say such depressing words in this state."