Kawashima Miki’s mind was in turmoil.
Even though she wanted to put on a tough deanor, her slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her uneasy and anxious feelings.
"Isn’t this quite cute?" Fujiwara Reya supported her buttocks to ensure she wouldn’t fall off his lap.
But with this move, Kawashima Miki, who was straddling him, imdiately sensed sothing unusual beneath her. Her body, which had just softened, suddenly stiffened.
Her expression changed slightly, and she pouted lightly, "Don’t go too far, can’t you stop pestering ?"
"How can we sever ties?" Fujiwara Reya asked her.
"..." Kawashima Miki pondered for a mont, then pleaded softly, "Please don’t look for anymore, okay? Let’s just pretend we’ve never t."
"Sure." Fujiwara Reya replied.
Kawashima Miki’s face lit up, "Really?"
"Really." Fujiwara Reya nodded, "As long as you do one transgressive thing with , I’ll never bother you again."
"I can’t do transgressive things, it’s just not in ! I’m very careful with my body, I absolutely won’t be like that with you!" Kawashima Miki shook her head vehently.
"I didn’t even specify what thing." Fujiwara Reya looked at her with a half-smile, "Or is it that as soon as you see , you associate with that kind of thing?"
"..."
Kawashima Miki simply shut up, not wanting to say a word to him.
"Alright, it’s ti to talk about how to punish you." Fujiwara Reya still didn’t let her go, holding her lively and pert behind, looking at her intently, "Not picking up the phone and not replying to ssages is one thing, but tearing down my house, how do you explain that?"
"It wasn’t ..." Kawashima Miki averted her gaze.
"Don’t treat like a child." Fujiwara Reya squinted a little, "That night, you kept stalling just to tear down the Asakusa Shrine, right?"
Kawashima Miki didn’t respond.
Clearly, being found out, she couldn’t continue to argue.
"And also, last ti at the Onmyo-ryo when I ran into you," Fujiwara Reya continued, "you were there to find a way to convert the Asakusa Shrine land for comrcial use, right? Don’t deny it, or else I’ll take you to Director Takeuchi to confront him."
Kawashima Miki’s eyebrows twitched, not looking at him, and she quietly acknowledged with a hum.
"That’s right, you’ve been deceiving all along." Fujiwara Reya raised one hand, wrapped it around her neck and pressed down, making his forehead touch hers, "I’m so heartbroken, truly. I’ve been so sincere with you, but you’ve been lying to all along, deceiving such an innocent boy like , doesn’t your conscience hurt?"
"You’re innocent?" Kawashima Miki was so angry that she laughed.
"Of course innocent!" Fujiwara Reya said earnestly, "That night at the Empress, you were my first kiss, isn’t that innocent enough?"
Kawashima Miki’s face froze.
The painful mories stirred up caused her to angrily retort, "You’re saying it’s your first kiss, isn’t it mine too—"
As soon as she shouted, she instantly realized sothing was off, her montum, just building, imdiately weakened a bit. The little bird that ca running to take shelter from the rain nearby was also startled, flapping its wings and flying off into the rain.
To have kept a first kiss even after marriage... Fujiwara Reya pondered for a few seconds over the aning of this statent and felt a sudden thrill, a bit of happiness. He blew away a few strands of hair from Kawashima Miki’s forehead and lightly kissed her there, "Madam, you really are adorable."
"Screw you!" Kawashima Miki lifted her hand, suddenly hamred his head, "You’re always treating like a fool to tease!"
Before Fujiwara Reya could dodge, his head was hit by the punch, and it hurt terribly.
However, that punch couldn’t wipe off the cynical smile on his face.
"..." Kawashima Miki really couldn’t face this smile that made her anxious, so her gaze turned to the courtyard in the rain, but she apparently didn’t intend to get off Fujiwara Reya, seemingly acquiescing, or accepting.
"What should we do, hmm..." Fujiwara Reya looked at her lips, "Madam, why don’t we kiss?"
"..."
Kawashima Miki’s breath caught.
"Let’s finish what we didn’t that night," Fujiwara Reya went on, "and it can’t just be a peck, it has to be a French kiss."
Kawashima Miki directly covered her face.
Her Highness!
How could she possibly kiss a kid!
"It’s very simple, just open your mouth and bring your face close." Fujiwara Reya whispered in her ear, "Give it a try, what do you say? After all, our relationship has gotten so good, what’s there to hold back?"
"We have no relationship at all!" Kawashima Miki scowled, glancing at him through her fingers.
"How can you disclaim responsibility so irresponsibly?" Fujiwara Reya chuckled, coaxing, "How about this, you tell the ins and outs of the matter, okay? There’s an old Chinese saying, that the person involved takes responsibility. If you tell everything, maybe I won’t bully you anymore."
Kawashima Miki lowered her hands, her gaze landed on his face.
That gaze held so doubt, so temptation, but more than anything, it was conflicted.
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