I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 257 - 120. Little Devil Junior Won’t Let the Scumbag Senior Off Even in the Car_4
Chapter 257: 120. Little Devil Junior Won’t Let the Scumbag Senior Off Even in the Car_4
"Why can’t you think of your sister?"
"Because your sister is right here."
"Rinko," Mrs. Hoshimi turned around to look at her daughter, admonishingly saying, "This child’s mouth is too deceitful; be careful not to be tricked."
Hoshimi Rinko followed their gazes, looking over. The white daffodils swayed in the wind.
"Why think of me?" she asked.
"These flowers look elegant, with a very celestial aura, much like our senior," said Fujiwara Reya, then turned to Mrs. Hoshimi, complaining, "But she acts so graceful in front of others yet always gets mad at me, so fierce and unreasonable."
Hoshimi Rinko tilted her head slightly, "And whose fault is that?"
The brilliant sunshine, the breeze swaying shadowed leaves, the two of them exchanged knowing smiles by the shimmering Sumida River.
"Can you please stop treating me as an outsider?" Mrs. Hoshimi asked, feigning anger.
Hoshimi Rinko shot her mother a cold glance.
"Mr. Fujiwara," Mrs. Hoshimi changed track, shaking Fujiwara Reya’s shoulder, "how did you and Rinko become friends? Hurry and tell your sister; she’s curious."
Mom!
The family hierarchy is all messed up!
Hoshimi Rinko said nothing, nor did she make a fuss, merely shifting her cold gaze to Fujiwara Reya.
"How else? Just by hanging out, we became friends..." Fujiwara Reya’s head bobbed from the shaking.
While the three were talking, a black Maybach pulled up beside them.
Mrs. Kasahara leaned out from the driver’s window, waving cheerfully: "Get in!"
Mrs. Hoshimi darted into the passenger seat first.
Fujiwara Reya glanced at the back seat, where Kasahara Asuka’s charming and innocent face had eyes slyly darting around, undoubtedly scheming to prank Hoshimi, the underdog.
"Fukaeri didn’t come?" Fujiwara Reya asked.
"She’s got work at Section 9, and will join us in a few days," Mrs. Kasahara tapped the steering wheel, her pretty face turning, "Quick, get in the car; sister can’t wait to surf!"
"Can I sit in the front..."
The two ladies looked at him simultaneously, smiling kindly at the corners of their lips.
Alright, guess I’ll have to take back all the oppression from your daughters... Fujiwara Reya obediently sat in the back seat, and the two ladies nodded approvingly at the sight.
Once Hoshimi Rinko got in the car, Mrs. Kasahara started the engine and stepped on the gas.
At the moment the car started, Fujiwara Reya saw a silhouette in the rearview mirror—from the curvaceous figure, it was easy to tell it was a woman, with neat short hair under a khaki hat; wearing a black T-shirt, tied at the waist, paired with denim shorts. Her face was obscured by sunglasses, but from the rearview mirror, he could see her lips curl into a mischievous smirk.
It was his aunt—
Fujiwara Reya had a bad feeling.
On this trip to Minami-Izu, his aunt might just stir up some big trouble.
"Senior——"
Kasahara Asuka leaned over to him.
The hem of her T-shirt was so short that any larger movement might expose her belly button, while underneath were hot pants, her thighs smooth and bare.
"Hmm?" Fujiwara Reya turned his head.
"Asuka gets carsick." Kasahara Asuka reached out, gently parting his bangs.
"Then just close your eyes and nap for a bit." Fujiwara Reya held her hand, warm and small, feeling quite comfortable.
"I want senior to hold Asuka while sleeping." Kasahara Asuka blinked at him.
Every blink made her long, silky eyelashes flutter charmingly.
Fujiwara Reya glanced sideways at Hoshimi Rinko.
The senior leaned against the car window with one hand, flipping open "The Dancing Girl of Izu" on her lap with the other, absorbed in her book, seemingly unaware of what was happening over here.
"Sleep then." Fujiwara Reya quietly wrapped his arm around the junior’s waist.
"Hehe~"
Kasahara Asuka giggled mischievously.
Whether she was really carsick or faking it, she just put her entire weight onto Fujiwara Reya’s shoulder, breathing quietly through her nose. Her warm breath landed deftly on his shoulder bones. Looking down, from her loose T-shirt neckline, he could glimpse the creamy spaghetti straps of her well-crafted lingerie wrapped around a developing bust.
Being a Mountain God, Fujiwara Reya loved mountains the most.
The Maybach sped steadily forward, gradually leaving Tokyo behind.
The buildings along the highway grew lower and smaller, as they entered the Yokohama area, pastoral scenes began to unfold outside the car window.
The two ladies in the front, observing the back seats through the rearview mirror, exchanged knowing glances.
’Isn’t Asuka normally not carsick?’
’Today’s a special edition of carsickness!’
’So sneaky!’
’Hehe~’
’You mother and daughter are two of a kind!’
’Aren’t you mother and daughter the same?’
"Rinko..." Mrs. Hoshimi turned back to glimpse at her daughter engrossed in the book.
"Hmm?" Hoshimi Rinko lifted her head.
"Look at the mountains outside." Mrs. Hoshimi signaled with her eyes.
Hoshimi Rinko took a glance out the window: "Oh, mountains."
After saying this, she lowered her head again, allowing her thoughts to follow Kawabata Yasunari’s words, wandering in the spring of the Minami-Izu.
The car returned to silence.
Fujiwara Reya also glanced out the window.
Now, having almost left the Yokohama area, outside the window were continuously verdant forests, towering mountains pressing against the highway’s guardrails, tunnels with bright orange lights illuminating their dim interiors.
"..." Mrs. Hoshimi rubbed her temples, feeling a headache. freewebnσvel.cѳm
"Haha..." Mrs. Kasahara laughed joyfully.
"Hmm—" Mrs. Hoshimi made a teasing sound, then said to Fujiwara Reya in the back, "You, can’t you have a little self-control and not forget everything when the Little Fox sways you?"
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