I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 275 - 123. The thoughts of both the daughter and the mother are not pure. _6

Chapter 275: 123. The thoughts of both the daughter and the mother are not pure. _6

Mrs. Hoshimi was evidently not very interested in this affectionate gesture of her best friend, but she did not refuse.

After quietly waiting for Mrs. Kasahara to get enough of playing and let go, she shook her head two or three times, restoring her hair to its original straight hanging shape, and calmly looked at the courtyard.

The sunlight was at its peak.

Amidst the roar of the lawnmower, the young man wasn’t even wearing a sunhat, working hard under the intense sunlight.

The glaring light and the scorching temperature seemed to pose no problem for him.

Mrs. Hoshimi curiously wondered, isn’t he hot?

He should be hot, because a few streams of sweat were rolling down his neck, and sweat stains appeared on the back of his overalls. Yet he was still working with single-minded focus, unsure whether it was due to extreme concentration or sheer willpower.

After watching for a while, she smiled, a bit troubled: "Don’t forget, our current relationship with him is purely maintained by interests."

"As long as we turn the interest bond into an emotional bond before the relationship breaks, it’ll be fine." Mrs. Kasahara laughed like a victor.

"Are you confident?"

"Let me tell you a secret."

"Go on."

"You’ll never guess the type of woman he likes the most."

"Don’t keep me in suspense."

"Mature ladies, widows still attractive!"

"?"

Mrs. Hoshimi was momentarily dumbfounded.

"He’ll definitely surrender in front of us," Mrs. Kasahara said confidently and slyly.

"No, no," Mrs. Hoshimi quickly waved her hand, "don’t count me in."

"Given the opportunity, you’re useless!"

"Can we joke about this?"

"Who’s joking with you? Our chances are much better than our daughters’, you know."

"..."

"Go ahead, you first."

"No!"

"Then I’ll go, and I won’t take you with me."

Mrs. Hoshimi’s face froze for a moment, then she let out an "Eh?"

"Haha, Yako is anxious now." Mrs. Kasahara pouted slightly, revealing an elegant smile.

Strong particles of light floated like dust, she took a long breath and stretched lazily towards the sunlight. Bright and deep, her gentle eyes kept staring unblinkingly at Fujiwara Reya, watching for a long time.

Sunlight overflowed, the wind carried the breath of the tide, and a few bees flew back and forth with a tired buzzing of wings.

"Yako."

"Eh?"

"Don’t you think he has a great build?"

"... Well, sort of."

"He has a real sense of power, right?"

"... What are you trying to say?" Mrs. Hoshimi blushed slightly, feeling as if there was an implied meaning in her friend’s words.

Mrs. Kasahara poked her cheek and teased, "You have a dirty mind."

"... Don’t talk about that!" Mrs. Hoshimi’s cool and ethereal face showed a faint blush on her cheeks.

"Okay, let’s talk about something serious." Mrs. Kasahara tilted her head slightly and thought for a moment, "I mentioned last night, since our families are so close, having the same son-in-law isn’t impossible, as long as the daughters are willing. But if he’s a monster, it’s a bit inappropriate to let the daughters approach; us old folks should test the waters instead."

Mrs. Hoshimi felt a bit flushed: "Why do we need to test that?"

"How is this testing?"

"... It’s just, uh, just..."

"You don’t think I’m talking about seduction, do you?"

"... Isn’t it?" Mrs. Hoshimi seemed confused.

"Haha, of course," Mrs. Kasahara paused momentarily, then burst into laughter, "of course it’s seduction, and with Yako leading the charge."

Though they had known each other for years, Mrs. Hoshimi still couldn’t tell whether her words were a joke or serious at first.

"Yako, remember one thing." Amidst the wind passing through the pine forest, Mrs. Kasahara’s voice held a certain ethereal charm, "If he really is a descendant of Shodokan and can forever conceal his identity, that aligns best with our interests."

Mrs. Hoshimi gazed through the porch eaves at the bright sunshine, momentarily lost in thought.

"Think about it carefully, I’ll go tease him a bit." Saying so, Mrs. Kasahara stood up, patted the dust off her butt, walked to the fridge, poured a glass of iced cola, and headed straight to Fujiwara Reya.

"Take a break."

She shook the glass, the ice clinking with a crisp sound in the cup.

"Two more minutes..." Fujiwara Reya expressionlessly mowed the lawn.

The yard was big enough, though the weeds weren’t many, mowing them took quite some time, but fortunately, having been busy since the morning, he was almost done. After two minutes, he took off his shoes and took a turn barefoot on the lawn.

Mrs. Kasahara also took off her shoes.

The feeling beneath her feet was very satisfying, no uneven cuts, no irregularities, the lawn was smooth as a carpet. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and savored the cool green sensation at her feet for a while, then opened her eyes, puffing out her cheeks with a sigh: "If you don’t come soon, the cola’s bubbles will be gone."

Fujiwara Reya subconsciously swallowed.

In such a hot environment, an iced cola was indeed quite appealing.

Turning around, he saw Mrs. Kasahara Aki holding a glass in her right hand, filled with ice and cola, the bubbles rising from the gaps between the ice cubes.

"Come walk with me!" Mrs. Kasahara handed him the cola, her legs swaying under the noon sunlight.

She wore a blue sleeveless dress with a skirt reaching only halfway down her thighs, with a thumb-sized white belt around the waist, nicely highlighting her slim waist.

Fujiwara Reya followed behind her, leisurely drinking the icy cola.

Maybe it was the cool liquid flowing down his throat to his stomach, or perhaps it was the graceful back view of the lady, but he felt quite comfortable all over.

The two of them slowly strolled towards the back of the dojo, where a vast forest lay ahead.

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