"Yes, it’s a big problem." Mrs. Kasahara’s small hand gently patted Fujiwara Reya’s cheek, "You little guy must be plotting something bad, like doing something embarrassing to two young and beautiful but weak mothers-in-law on the vast sea?"
Is she referring to being able to punch out a nuclear explosion?
Fujiwara Reya picked up a glass and took a sip of cold beer to ease his rising body temperature: "I want to slay demons with you both."
Mrs. Kasahara picked up the pipe from the table and looked at him charmingly: "No taking advantage of mommy during demon slaying."
I’m afraid it’s you who will take advantage of me... Fujiwara Reya bent down to light her cigarette. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs N0velFire.ɴet
The flame ignited, Mrs. Kasahara pouted her red lips and puffed out white smoke like a steam locomotive.
However, as if she didn’t know how to smoke, she immediately started coughing frantically, and Fujiwara Reya patted her back, scolding: "What are you pretending to be a Showa beauty for..."
Mrs. Kasahara lifted her flushed face and gave him a sweet smile.
"Mr. Fujiwara, did you do something to Himeko?" Mrs. Hoshimi propped her elbow on the low table, looking at Fujiwara Reya with displeasure.
"Do you want to know?" Fujiwara Reya asked in return.
The next second, a leg from under the table was in Fujiwara Reya’s hand.
Mrs. Hoshimi was immediately stunned.
Her fair, sexy bare foot was held firmly in Fujiwara Reya’s hand.
The hot palm completely covered it, touching the cold skin, like the perfect match of a hot summer day and a cool ice pop.
So that’s what it is... Mrs. Hoshimi understood.
Her calf curled up, trying to pull back, but she couldn’t muster any strength. What’s worse, her best friend across the table seemed to have figured something out, asking with a peculiar smile: "Why did Yako stop asking?"
"I don’t want to know about your business..." Mrs. Hoshimi looked away in embarrassment out the window. Her blushed cheeks, under the bright yellow light, seemed more alluring and dignified than usual.
Mrs. Kasahara shot Fujiwara Reya a reproachful look.
Yako, who had been bullied by her since childhood, might be an unattainable goddess in the eyes of outsiders, but in front of close friends, she had a compliant temperament. Back in Minami-Izu, wasn’t she teased by her best friend ?
Mrs. Hoshimi’s little foot was clumsy and delicate like a girl’s.
The sole was as warm and smooth as jade, with plump, smooth heels and a beautiful curve.
Without looking down, you could tell what a perfect jade foot this was... Fujiwara Reya, holding it in his palms, seriously spoke: "About a third of the directors from the Kanto Branch are on this cruise."
Talking business, Mrs. Hoshimi’s little foot stopped struggling.
Letting Fujiwara Reya play with it, she forced back her shame, her delicate and beautiful face posing a calm expression: "Besides, another third went to the Nasu Plateau, and the strength staying in Tokyo is only a third."
"The Tsuchimikado Family Head also went to the Nasu Plateau." Mrs. Kasahara added, "Regarding the top combat power, only Koubun Mage is left in Tokyo. They went to great lengths to get us out here, meaning... in three days, Tokyo will surely be in chaos."
"And you both still came?" Fujiwara Reya spoke breathlessly.
Facing two mothers-in-law at once was truly difficult. If it weren’t for his always brave heart, he might have been driven crazy by this.
"Don’t you love me anymore?" Mrs. Kasahara asked him with a pitiable face.
Fujiwara Reya looked at her speechlessly.
"I dressed up nicely for you." Saying this, Mrs. Kasahara slightly pulled down her neckline.
Before anything inside was visible, the foot that was held by Mrs. Hoshimi kicked Fujiwara Reya’s stomach.
Mommy Yako isn’t happy.