"Uh..."
"Let try them on."
"They’re not finished, just shoemaking tools."
"You’re going to make shoes for ?" Kawashima Miki jumped up excitedly.
"..."
Fujiwara Reya blinked in confusion.
Kawashima Miki, who sowhat understood him, instantly turned cold.
One mont she was all sunshine, and the next, storm clouds rolled over, ready to envelop him.
"You jerk! Spending my money, using my shoes for inspiration, and making shoes for other won..." Miss Miki rushed over and aid a kick at his face, "If I don’t beat you to death today, then... ah... oof..."
The incoming kick was caught by Fujiwara Reya.
Then, as she lost balance and fell backward, Fujiwara Reya quickly lunged forward, pinning her down and planting a kiss on her pouting lips.
After struggling for a while, Kawashima Miki turned her flushed face away, her cheeks tinged with a charming blush.
Catching her breath, she punched Fujiwara Reya’s shoulder heavily: "Trying to suffocate ! Tell , who are the shoes for?"
"For Miss Yukino," Fujiwara Reya admitted honestly.
"Hmph!"
Kawashima Miki turned her face away.
The Empress was unhappy, feeling emotional, the kind that couldn’t be easily soothed.
"She at least took care of for so long, I have to give her a gift, right..." Fujiwara Reya pinched her little nose, "Miss Miki, you’re cute and charming, just a bit too jealous."
"I’ll bite you to death!"
Kawashima Miki bit his finger.
"I’m liking Miss Miki more and more..." Fujiwara Reya let her bite, "A slender body with such a full chest, the best butt I’ve ever seen, and those long legs... Will you wear the priestess outfit for soday?"
Kawashima Miki’s expression froze, the pressure from her teeth instantly vanished.
Under the bright light, her disheveled bangs frad her oval face, turning crimson like a radiant rose blooming in autumn.
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July 13.
Sunny.
The weather is great, with sparse white clouds and a smog-free azure sky.
Fujiwara Reya looked at the sparrows perched on the telephone pole outside, reflecting on his actions from the previous day.
Being so diligent during the vacation, it’s really not right.
This won’t do.
Love your work!
A student should act like a student.
Starting today, I’ll be lazy!
He opened his diary to jot down yesterday’s record.
[July 12, 2020: Very enjoyable. Decided, one should love and work! So I went to Shinjuku Station and drew all day.]
He closed his notebook.
Laying on the bed, he took out the Nintendo Switch to play gas.
The cicadas’ song started up at so point and hasn’t stopped since.
[July 13: Very tired. Don’t want to love, don’t want to work, so slacked off for a day.]
[July 14: I pondered that in the future, I must live a shaless life; that’s my ideal. So today I continued to live properly: did nothing, slept very late, and felt no guilt.]
[July 15: "Animal Crossing" is fun.]
[July 16: Mr. Fujiwara, what are you doing! Even as a student, you should do your sumr howork during vacation! How can you be so depraved! Have you forgotten the study plan you set before? As Confucius said: "I reflect upon myself three tis a day." You can’t continue like this tomorrow!]
[July 17: "Animal Crossing" is really fun.]
[July 18: Don’t want to do anything, just lazy around in bed. But sowhere inside, I’m still worried about the unprogressed sumr howork, feeling anxious yet not picking up a pen to write it. I indulge myself, yet push myself relentlessly. To ease my anxiety, I turned over multiple tis in bed.]
[July 19: It seems the day after tomorrow, I’ll be off to training camp! I feel pretty good about myself, full of hope for the future. The weather’s amazing, yet the howork remains almost untouched.]
[July 20: Finally finished the sumr survey report. Pieced it together from here and there, copied from seven and eight sources, although I’m kind of guilty, but at least one subject’s done, seven more subjects like national language, math, and English remain, keep going!]
[July 21: Screw the howork! Beach and sea, with two ladies in bikinis, here I co!]
Fujiwara Reya picked easy-to-wash, quick-drying clothes that didn’t take much space, rolled them into a small bundle, and stuffed them into his backpack. Besides clothes, he packed these few items: simple toiletry set, notebook and pen, headphones.
No need to bring anything else, the ladies bought new ones.
"I’m heading out."
"Alright, co back early."
Yukino Ritsuko watched the young man leave, letting out a soft sigh.
When he returns, it’ll probably be ti to move out... feeling a bit reluctant.
Outside the shop, the sun sparkled on the Sumida River’s surface, with several large black crows perched on the green trees, like guards watching over the small bakery.
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The sumr breeze blew gently, the sunlight was sowhat dizzying.
On the mud of Sumida River’s embanknt, daffodils blood splendidly. Fujiwara Reya gazed at the delicate white petals, suddenly thinking of Hoshimi Rinko.
The senior’s noble and elegant deanor matched the daffodils well.
Soon, footsteps approached from behind, and turning to look, Hoshimi Rinko in a white blouse and a water-blue skirt walked over, accompanied by a young mother dressed in fresh, stylish clothes.
Mother and daughter didn’t show much skin, but overall appeared fresh, exuding a crisp, cool vibe.
Against the sumr wind, Mrs. Hoshimi ca to his side, following his gaze: "Looking at daffodils?"
"Beautiful daffodils," Fujiwara Reya said to the lady who had co beside him, "remind of my sister’s younger sister, a girl nad Rinko."
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