August 12th, the wind is calm.
The air is clear as if washed, with strands of clouds so beautifully white, as if sketched with a brush. The two ladies got up early to the town to supervise the aftermath of the ancient temple restoration. After Fujiwara Reya got up, he sent Dark Crow a message, instructing him to have his men keep an eye on the woman named Shizuka, then practiced shoemaking with the guidance from a shoemaking textbook as usual.
The sunlight made the beach shine brilliantly, a few crows came visiting, starting their noisy morning activities in the courtyard. In the morning light, their jet-black feathers didn’t look menacing, seeming rather like well-worn simple Buddhist tools.
"Ah~ Morning, senpai."
Kasahara Asuka, with her long hair down, yawned and walked over, wearing short-sleeved pajamas.
The sunlight sparkled in her orange hair, making her already fair skin appear even more transparent and delicate.
"Hungry?" Fujiwara Reya looked up and asked.
"Not yet." Kasahara Asuka lazily replied, then sat down next to him.
"I’ll make breakfast for you later." After saying that, Fujiwara Reya pulled the leather of the shoe’s upper to the bottom with pliers and then fixed it with a special sewing needle.
This step is called lasting, which means stretching the upper leather to the point where the upper and sole connect, allowing the sole and upper part of the shoe to unite. In shoemaking, he is a novice and currently in the exploratory stage.
Kasahara Asuka watched for a while and then felt bored.
"Senpai, go play with me~" She pouted and began nudging Fujiwara Reya’s shoulder with her head.
"Just wait a bit." Fujiwara Reya withdrew a hand and stroked her head like petting a puppy.
Kasahara Asuka hugged his arm and playfully brought her face close: "Asuka wants a kiss."
To be honest, junior’s chest is indeed beautifully shaped and feels just right. In Fujiwara Reya’s view, it’s the perfect chest without padding, merely highly appealing from an aesthetic sense.
"Calm down a bit in the morning." Fujiwara Reya put down the tool in his hand and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Quickly, before senpai is up." Kasahara Asuka’s soft lips came closer just like that.
"No!" Fujiwara Reya blocked her lips.
"Ah, if you don’t kiss Asuka she won’t get up." Kasahara Asuka childishly pouted, burying her forehead on his shoulder.
From this action, Fujiwara Reya felt her affection.
In the bright morning light, holding a beautiful girl is quite a pleasant thing. She was wearing pajamas with exquisite and elegant patterns, and her short shorts revealed smooth legs, very pleasing to the eye. The sunlight moving into the room shone on all her exposed skin, making it gleam.
"Little troublemaker." Fujiwara Reya’s breath hit her skin.
"What?" Kasahara Asuka raised her face.
"One day, I’ll deal with you."
"No, you need a bit more training." Fujiwara Reya rubbed her head with his face, "However, I won’t let you go, hope you won’t get frightened by me in the future."
By the actions of her senpai, Kasahara Asuka could also feel that he thoroughly enjoyed hugging her.
"Hehe~" She giggled mischievously, blinking her eyes, "Boys are usually energetic in the morning, does senpai need junior’s company for some exercise?"
"Junior brought some materials."
"It’s about the Snow Woman."
"Haha, knew senpai would be interested in this." Kasahara Asuka took out her phone and opened a mysterious app.
Fujiwara Reya held her, looking at the screen titles.
[The Unskilled Social Widow Snow Woman and the Cursed Ring]
His gaze was drawn to it.
"Asuka and senpai will watch together." Kasahara Asuka adjusted her seating to sit with her back to him in his arms, both of them lowered their heads to carefully browse each screen and line of dialogue.
"Does the Snow Woman really have such strong desires?"
"How would I know..."
"What about your Snow Woman?"
"My Snow Woman is still a baby!"
"How do you feel Asuka compares to the Snow Woman?"
"...Snow Treasure is better!"
"Asuka is talking about this widow Snow Woman!
"Snow Woman is still better."
"Perverted older person fetish!" Kasahara Asuka laughed and cursed, looking at the images on the phone, she couldn’t help but blush slightly.
"Okay, Asuka is also amazing!" Fujiwara Reya looked at her delicate little face, his fingers subconsciously touching her rosy lips, "It’s just, as a person grows up, their character should grow too, can’t always be as wilful as a child."
"No, no!" Kasahara Asuka didn’t want to discuss this topic at all, slightly arching her body in his arms, her voice hoarse, she said, "Senpai is really energetic now."
"Natural reaction." Fujiwara Reya did not feel embarrassed, hugging her even closer from behind.
Feeling the touch below her, Kasahara Asuka twisted a few times in his embrace, catching a glimpse of Hoshimi Rinko approaching from afar, she directly blurted out: "Ah, senpai is so rough, please be gentle in the morning..."
Hoshimi Rinko paused in her steps.
"...You’re really bad!" Fujiwara Reya gently pinched his junior, then pushed her away, and greeted Hoshimi Rinko, "Good morning, senpai."
Hoshimi Rinko, carrying an art board, walked silently past the two of them.
She was dressed casually, in a beige dress, white Converse shoes, with a green sun protection jacket draped over. Her chest still showed little prominence. Besides, she seemed visibly unhappy, like a cat whose food dish was taken away when only half finished.