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I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 248 - 119. Rainy day, gazebo, Miss Yukino’s feet, "Asakusa Boy.
Chapter 248: 119. Rainy day, gazebo, Miss Yukino’s feet, "Asakusa Boy.
The hug on the playground immediately labeled Hoshimi Rinko as a "loser in love."
This incident also became the most interesting gossip at the end of the term, putting a perfect period to the first semester of the year at Kitagawa Academy.
On the morning of the first day of summer vacation, Fujiwara Reya heard the sound of rain outside the house.
He looked out the window; it wasn’t raining hard—standing on the road without an umbrella, it would take two minutes to get soaked.
As he got out of bed, his phone rang.
"Brother~"
Mrs. Kasahara’s seductive and charming voice was really invigorating in the early morning.
"Hello, Sister."
"Come out and go shopping with me." freeωebnovēl.c૦m
"It’s raining today..."
"Yako is here too."
"...I’m not fully awake."
"It’s just the three of us."
"Time and place!"
"Noon, at Takashimaya Shinjuku Store, see you there, Mua~"
After hanging up, Fujiwara Reya stretched lazily.
"Ah~"
After washing up in shorts and sandals, he changed into sports pants and went downstairs to the first floor.
A thin mist lingered in the air, and his white t-shirt clung to his body. By the time he reached the entrance, he could feel the humidity on his skin. He bent down in front of the shoe cabinet to change shoes, and just before leaving, he glanced at the cabinet.
Miss Yukino’s three pairs of shoes were quietly lying inside.
A pair of blue canvas shoes, a pair of black patent leather pointed high heels, a pair of white casual sneakers.
All three pairs were there, indicating she hadn’t gone out today, therefore hadn’t opened the shop... But not seeing her on the second floor, she was probably in the backyard.
Fujiwara Reya closed the shoe cabinet and headed for the back door.
Opening the garden door, his sight pierced through the humid mist, unveiling a small courtyard resplendent with greenery, surrounded by the smell of moisture and earth. Despite the rain, wild birds were happily chirping.
By the rippling pond, a small gazebo came into view.
The rain fell on the paved path.
The damp tiles faintly reflected the colors of the leaves.
A serene woman with long hair to her waist was raising a beer to her lips, glancing at him gently.
Wearing a blue thin jacket, a white shirt, and a short skirt, Miss Yukino looked like the gentlest housewife in the world.
"Hello, Mr. Fujiwara."
Yukino Ritsuko greeted with a smile.
Her voice had a bit of childishness, but it was pleasant to listen to, like the wind blowing through a vast forest.
"Why isn’t the shop open today?" Fujiwara Reya walked through the layers of greenery, entered the gazebo, and sat on the single-sided bench. Between them were two cans of beer, a cup of coffee, some chocolates and cookies, and a few magazines stuffed in a tea-colored paper bag.
Yukino Ritsuko chuckled: "Anyway, there are no customers."
"Business is still not good..." Fujiwara Reya smoothed down his rebellious hair with his hand and followed with a helpless laugh. Then he reached for the cookie box, picked up a thin crispy cookie, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Crunch~"
The crisp chewing sound was loud in the rain.
Yukino Ritsuko pursed her lips slightly, then helplessly patted her forehead: "Tokyo people are too busy, no time for breakfast."
"I told you long ago, just selling bread is not as good as turning it into a café. Tokyo people’s blood is half salad dressing and half coffee. You didn’t listen to me, now you’re suffering the consequences."
"I can’t make coffee."
"You can learn, it’s a simple thing..."
Yukino Ritsuko tilted her head slightly, giving him the kind of helpless look asking, "Do you really think I can learn to make coffee?"
"Oh, right..."
Fujiwara Reya laughed heartily.
Having lived here for so long, he had a good sense of what kind of person Yukino Ritsuko was. She was pure and beautiful in appearance, with a personality as simple as her looks, innocent in worldly matters, exuding a charming yet somewhat silly childishness. She truly lacked any business acumen. When the bakery wasn’t doing well, Fujiwara Reya might have needed to comfort her every day at first. After getting familiar, teasing her became inevitable.
Earnings from selling bread weren’t enough for her daily meals.
But fortunately, she had other means of livelihood. It’s said she taught music lessons and earned a lot, enough to afford renting this small building with a garden. Opening the bakery wasn’t due to financial difficulties. In Fujiwara Reya’s eyes, she seemed to be doing it to adapt to a more conventional lifestyle.
This was not a baseless speculation.
Miss Yukino’s life wasn’t at the brink of poverty, yet she happily ran a loss-making bakery.
"...Yesterday morning, a fight broke out across the river between the Korean restaurant and the Chinese restaurant, allegedly over the origin of kimchi... also, the sign next door at the drugstore got blown off by the wind, almost hitting a passerby... Ryoko said the day before yesterday she wants to move in with me, saying she’s afraid you’d disturb me at night, haha, I jokingly said I’m already yours, and it made her sad the whole night..."
Fujiwara Reya munched on cookies, listening as she rambled on about small matters, occasionally chatting with her. The wind swayed the trees, shadows dazzling, and the rain sprinkling; in the corner of his eye, he noticed Miss Yukino’s legs slowly rocking, and his attention started to be drawn there.
She was wearing very ordinary slippers.
Perched on the edge of the seat, one leg casually swung over the other.
Her foot was slender and delicate, clean and pale, her toes slightly raised, the skin on the instep almost translucent, with visible blue veins. Looking at these pristine feet, Fujiwara Reya couldn’t help but think that the small feet wrapped in Snow Treasure’s white stockings must look like this.
The fragrance released by wet trees, coupled with a pair of beautiful feet in front, made Fujiwara Reya feel very pleasant.
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