"How can there be such a beauty in the world!"
Maybe his words suddenly became too forward, and Kasahara Fumi’s face looked quite unnatural.
Fujiwara Reya leaned in, whispering in her ear: "The elegance of your kimono amidst the cherry blossoms makes your beauty even more enchanting. If you were to wear something more colorful, you’d look even prettier..."
Kasahara Fumi’s ears were tickled, and she couldn’t help but recall the flamboyant wedding dress in the room.
Wearing such a bright bridal outfit, it’s so embarrassing... She couldn’t help but feel a wave of unbearable shame.
As they walked along, every hundred meters or so, there was a small pavilion or tea room for a temporary rest. But with so many guests, even the abundance of tea sets and snacks was somewhat in short supply. Often, you could see a whole family of demons or humans happily strolling in formal kimonos. Children holding adults’ hands, stumbling along, laughing incessantly.
On the large river and lake nearby, one or two painted boats occasionally sailed past, carrying guests on a cruise.
The parade passed through the courtyard, walking along the river.
Fujiwara Reya parted ways with the parade here, stepping into a dimly shaded path by the lake. The air in the path was fresh, with few visitors. As they entered, the fresh scent of tender leaves and the fragrance of moist soil wafted toward them.
The lush greenery and iris leaves made the cherry blossoms along the shore even more vibrant and dazzling.
Fujiwara Reya led the way, guiding them onto the stepping stones by the lake.
This is called "wading," a waterway paved with round stepping stones, allowing only one person to pass at a time. The three beauties had to slightly lift the hems of their kimonos as they stepped onto them.
"I’ll carry you across." Fujiwara Reya bent down in front.
Kawashima Miki, who was right behind him, lazily nestled her cheek against his back.
"They say couples who walk across this wading path together will be together forever."
"Is that really true?"
"If I say it is, then it is." Fujiwara Reya said confidently.
Kawashima Miki tugged at his ear: "You’re making that up, aren’t you."
"Yeah, I made it up." Fujiwara Reya playfully patted her butt through the kimono, "But I’m the master, so whatever I say goes. Miss Miki, know your place!"
Kawashima Miki tightened her grip and squeezed his neck.
"Hey, hey! I’m going to fall, let go—"
"Falling and drowning would suit you, scumbag!"
"Dream on if you think I’ll die with you! Ow, it hurts—"
Kawashima Miki twisted his ear while teasingly whispered in his ear with a seductive voice: "Tonight I’ll hide a knife under my pillow, and just when you’re feeling cozy, I’ll stab you."
"Let’s see who stabs who!" Fujiwara Reya laughed, running with her on his back.
The last stepping stone crossed, and the shore gave way to a whole grove of cherry blossoms.
The vibrant cherry blossoms were in full bloom, obscuring the entire sky.
Kawashima Miki had just clambered down from Fujiwara Reya’s back when a gentle breeze floated by, scattering petals at her feet and shoulders.
Fujiwara Reya brushed the petals from her shoulder, gently pinching her chin: "They say couples who kiss here in the cherry grove will be together forever."
"Stop trying to fool me." Kawashima Miki gave him an amused glare.
"I’m not fooling. It’s said that three hundred years ago, the old Old Mountain God met the Old Mountain God’s wife here, and since then..."
"What’s the Old Old Mountain God’s name?"
"You only use such lies to deceive me."
"I’m the master, whatever I say goes!"
"Oh, how imposing you are, Mountain God... Oh no, you’re cheating."
The distant clamor seemed to vanish, and in Kawashima Miki’s eyes, only the playful Mountain God with bright eyes remained. Her slender waist and seductive lips were firmly under the control of the Mountain God.
After a long kiss, Fujiwara Reya released her, gazing at her dazed expression while holding her waist: "You used to bite my tongue when I kissed you, but not anymore?"
"You hold grudges, teasing me about it still," Kawashima Miki cast him a coquettish glance then slightly closed her eyes, leaning into his arms, "Why don’t you try again and see if I bite."
With those words, her hand reached out, gently smoothing the bangs on his forehead.
Her fair and delicate fingertips, under the backdrop of cherry blossoms, looked enchantingly beautiful, with a touch of excessive fondness.
"Will you really bite?" Fujiwara Reya asked, contentedly holding her.
This was an utterly beautiful big sister, and being petted on the head like a child by her, he didn’t mind in the least. Even when she coddled him, he felt a warm sweetness and a comfort beyond words.
"Why don’t you try and see." Kawashima Miki slightly moved her head, speaking as she raised her head, slightly standing on tiptoes. As she closed the distance, her warm breath brushed against Fujiwara Reya’s face, and with a seductive expression she said: "I’m a seductress, you know. Have you ever seen a seductress who doesn’t bite?"
Seeing those alluring lips, Fujiwara Reya pressed his lips back onto them.
Soon, he was gently accepted by Kawashima Miki.
The warm and soft lips and the teeth within, completely non-biting.
"What’s so low about this?"
"A seductress who doesn’t bite, is she still a seductress?"
"Not biting, but can still suck, you know."
As she said this, a rosy and charming glow flashed across Kawashima Miki’s face.
A mature Luo Xinfu’s allure was fully displayed in this moment, causing Fujiwara Reya’s heart to race as he couldn’t help but lower his head: "Mrs. Miki, once more."