My girlfriend is a bad lady

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"It's done." Kujo Shinsuke said respectfully.

"Yeah." Mrs. Kujo nodded slightly.

"So... the Tamura thing?"

"If Watanabe-kun comes to plead for mercy, we will do as he says. If he doesn't come, we will do whatever needs to be done."

Chapter 291 Plum Rain (3)

Kujo Miki wore a red kimono, which made her look noble in public and affectionate and charming in the bedroom.

When she wears a plain kimono, she exudes a quiet and calm charm.

In short, as long as it is Kujo Miki, she can easily arouse Watanabe Toru's desire.

There was not much time left before the evening ritual, but he was very excited. Kujo Miki was panting and sweating profusely.

Miki Kujo knew that this wouldn't work, but there was nothing she could do.

The beginning of love and teasing:

Simply saying “I like you”, “I like you more”, “No, I like you more” a hundred million times is not enough;

There was only a fusion of moans in the middle:

The whole body is filled and penetrated, family, work, and studies are all forgotten, only the other person is in the eyes and heart, and it is completely immersed in it;

After the performance, she was held tightly in the arms of Toru Watanabe, or she gently held Toru Watanabe in her arms:

I feel so comfortable that I forget all my worries. I wish my life would stay like this for the rest of my life, or that my life would end right at this moment.

This time too.

Nestled in Watanabe Toru's arms, she felt lazy, as if she was in a warm breeze; or as if she was floating, lying on white cumulus clouds.

During this time, Watanabe Tetsuya said nothing, feeling the warmth of the touch of skin.

Miki Kujo was very satisfied with his equally selfless immersion.

She stretched out her long, white arms, wrapped them around his neck, and laid her face against his neck.

"I'm going to be scolded." She whispered softly.

Toru Watanabe didn't say anything, but lifted her chin and kissed her beautiful lips.

Kissing, kissing, leaving lips, profile, earlobe, neck, collarbone...

“Hmm——” Miki Kujo tilted her face back and let out a comfortable moan.

The posture changed from her snuggling in Watanabe Toru's arms to Watanabe Toru buried in her arms.

When Watanabe Toru put his hands on her bent knees and prepared to spread her legs, she opened her blurry eyes and teased with a smile:

"Are you sure you want to come?"

Toru Watanabe woke up suddenly, with a very conflicted and struggling look on his face.

"Forget it, I won't come!" He said finally, gritting his teeth.

"You're useless!" She kicked him away, grabbed the quilt beside her, threw it over his face, and turned around to get up.

By the time the two of them were dressed and rushed to the Buddhist temple, the ritual had already begun for more than an hour.

They knelt beside Mrs. Kujo, and she scolded them in a low voice that only the three of them could hear:

"You are so brave!"

Toru Watanabe looked at Kujo Miki, the murderous, unreasonable woman who was sometimes strong, sometimes contemptuous, and sometimes begging for mercy in bed. Now, with her eyes closed and brows lowered, her delicate profile looked holy amid the sound of chanting and sandalwood.

Holiness has its own unique flavor. Let her pose like this at night...

'Wait! Now is not the time to think about this!'

He honestly apologized to Mrs. Kujo in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I won't do it next year."

Mrs. Kujo looked at him deeply and closed her eyes again.

Watanabe Toru thought about it and felt that such behavior was indeed too disrespectful to the previous head of the Kujo family.

He clasped his hands together and concentrated on reciting the Lotus Sutra, which he had memorized in the morning because he was bored, until the ceremony was over.

Late at night, after the ritual was over, everyone gathered in the Japanese-style room for a midnight snack.

At this time, a woman in solemn kimono came forward. After performing her greetings, she brought out a box with a neatly folded yukata inside.

"This is a bathrobe for you, Miss, and Master to keep cool in the summer."

After that, he talked a lot, introducing the pattern on the yukata - the Nadeshiko flower, and then said that the obi was produced in "Hakata".

Finally, the sewing method was discussed, which used the kimono sewing techniques that the feudal lords of the Edo period presented as tribute to the Edo Shogunate, and was even more advanced than before.

"Okay, thank you for your trouble." Mrs. Kujo responded indifferently.

Afterwards, another woman came forward.

This time it’s a glass tea set that looks refreshing at first glance.

The light cherry blossom color spreads out like ink while maintaining the transparency of the glass. It looks very beautiful!

Even someone like Toru Watanabe, who has no interest in tea sets, couldn't help but take a few more glances, wondering if he should order one to drink the convenience store's barley tea.

After waiting for a long time for the gift-giving process to be over, the atmosphere became relaxed.

"Watanabe-kun." Mrs. Kujo spoke calmly and appeared to be at ease.

"Mother." Watanabe Toru responded.

"Do you have anything to say?"

"…It's such a great time." Watanabe Toru didn't know what she suddenly said.

Miki Kujo looked at him with a smile, waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

'I don't know if my mother was scolding him for being late for the anniversary of his death or for not preparing a gift.'

"In the summer, we have the Bon Oran Festival, where we can watch fireworks and visit festivals. But now it's the rainy season, so what's a good time to go?" asked Mrs. Kujo.

Her tone was calm, but everyone in the room lowered their eyes, too frightened to breathe.

"The rainy season has its benefits, too. The lotus flowers in Ueno and the irises at Meiji Jingu Shrine are only beautiful in this season." Watanabe Toru didn't seem to care at all. "If you have time, Miki and I can go see them with you!"

"You've passed the test." Mrs. Kujo said indifferently, "What about the gift?"

"Gift?" Watanabe Toru was stunned.

"Everyone gives me gifts, but you always come empty-handed, except on New Year's Day."

"I'll be well prepared next time."

"Forget it, it's fine if you don't know the etiquette, but now that I remind you to give gifts, others will say that I forced you to give gifts."

"How could that be? I volunteered!"

"Forget it." Mrs. Kujo sighed.

"My dear mother, please give your son a clear answer. Are you going to give this gift or not? Don't make me guess blindly, or I might make a mistake." Watanabe Toru said this feeling very unfairly.

"No delivery."

“I’ll bring it next time!”

Mrs. Kujo did not comment, and said to the branch families on her left and right: "We are tired today, so go back and rest early, Watanabe-kun."

"exist."

"You see the guests off for me."

"Yes."

The people from the Kujo family stood up one by one to say goodbye, and Watanabe Toru followed them to the gate and greeted them one by one.

Mrs. Kujo and Miki Kujo were the only two people left in the room. Amid the sound of rain and the darkness of the night, the room seemed empty and quiet.

"Did he look for you?" Mrs. Kujo asked her daughter.

"Told me."

Mrs. Kujo took over, and Miki Kujo recounted what Shinsuke Kujo had done.

"A beautiful and pitiful woman, whose words can change the other's fate - in such a situation, not to mention a 17-year-old boy, even an older man would be unable to resist showing off his power and vanity, and would agree to it in a daze." Mrs. Kujo said, "Shinsuke did a good job."

There was a ritual just now, and she didn't ask what specific method Kujo Shinsuke used.

Kujo Miki laughed.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Kujo smiled and grabbed her daughter's hand and asked affectionately.

"Kujo Shinsuke is hated by Watanabe this time. When Watanabe takes charge of the Kujo family in the future, he might punish him."

"Hateful?" Mrs. Kujo did not comment on the other information contained in her daughter's words.

"Yes." Kujo Miki nodded gracefully, "Watanabe came back angrily, thinking that Kujo Shinsuke looked down on him."

"He didn't ask for mercy?"

"No." Kujo Miki pulled her hand back, picked up the teacup with both hands and took a sip, "Let me pretend I don't know, and said if I agree to one, there will be another. I don't want to cause trouble for myself."

"So, my plan failed?" Mrs. Kujo said with a smile.

"You should have scolded him for being late and not giving him a gift." said Kujo Miki.

Mrs. Kujo's plan:

If Watanabe Toru begs for mercy, he will be severely scolded first to make him feel ashamed, and told that as the son-in-law of the Kujo family, there are many people who want to take advantage of him. He should know clearly what he should and should not do, and finally agree to his request this time.

"We failed at the first step of training our son-in-law!" She sighed, "He is much smarter than we thought. Be careful next time."

"It's smart, but there's no need to be careful," said Miki Kujo.

"No need? From now on, the Kujo family will become the Watanabe family. I wonder if you have the nerve to come down and see me."

"I think he doesn't want to get involved with people like Kujo Shinsuke, and he doesn't want to get involved. Didn't you see how he behaved just now? When you questioned him, he was still talking leisurely about 'what a good season' and 'calamus and lotus'."

Mrs. Kujo said, "A person who doesn't know sorrow?"

"That's impossible to say."

"Ok?"

"He may or may not have seen through the arrangement, but for the sake of the future, he pretended to be carefree and didn't want to be in the loop."

"This guess is very likely true." Mrs. Kujo said, "A farmer's son from the countryside, who worked part-time to pay for his studies before dating you, has done all kinds of hard and tiring work, and is extremely talented. How could such a person be carefree and have nothing to ask for?"

"But no matter what, I don't think we need to worry. If he wants the power, just give it to him. As long as he changes his surname to Kujo, it will be me and his child who will inherit the Kujo family. Nothing else matters."

Mrs. Kujo glanced at her daughter.

"When I die, you can take care of yourself. By then, I won't be able to control you even if I want to."

"My mother looks so young. She might live to be 120 or 130 years old, longer than me."

"At 120 or 130 years old, how ugly would you be? It would be better to die early while you are still young and beautiful."

"If you say so, we should die now."

The two of them tacitly changed the subject and stopped talking about the plan.

Judging from the time, Watanabe Toru should have almost finished sending all the people from the branch family and be on his way back.

"It's too early for you. I'm almost there. Maybe I'll have wrinkles in two years," said Mrs. Kujo.

"You are ** years old. No matter how well you take care of yourself, you will have wrinkles." Kujo Miki was blunt.

Mrs. Kujo couldn't be angry with her daughter. The existence of children was a reminder that their parents were getting older all the time.

"Thanks to Watanabe-kun for the skin care products. By the way, Qingye also asked me for them. Please ask Watanabe-kun to bring another bottle recently."

"Did you tell Aunt Kiyono about Watanabe?" Miki Kujo said somewhat dissatisfiedly.

Even Kiyono Rin was unaware of Watanabe Toru's affairs, and she kept them as her own secret.

If she could go back in time, she would definitely not tell her then self even to her mother.

It's enough for two people to know about this kind of thing.