"I didn’t expect this either."
"...wasn’t this your sche?"
Yukino Ritsuko’s throat began to tremble.
"I never thought it would happen so fast," Fujiwara Reya released her shoulders and grabbed his own handmade twin tails, "Perhaps...beauty and the moon have been entwined in romance since ancient tis, so that’s why this..."
"What are you saying..." Yukino Ritsuko suddenly shivered and then covered her lips, letting out a painful whimper, "You were too sudden, have I been deceived again..."
"Absolutely not," Fujiwara Reya whispered in her ear, "Every word I said tonight, I’ve engraved deeply in my heart. Speaking of...", he suddenly let go and took out his phone, tapping a few tis before showing it to her, "Let introduce you to a teacher."
The mont she saw the screen, Yukino Ritsuko’s eyes twitched slightly.
He actually showed the Snow Woman a widow Snow Woman manga!
This great tengu... how could he be so wicked!
Humiliated and angry, Yukino Ritsuko tensed from the pain, her features drawn with struggle. The long silver pigtails draping down her back made her look like a scolded and punished girl, yet her face emanated a beauty that transcended the secular.
"Watch and learn well!"
"I don’t want to..."
"See how good they are."
"It’s too embarrassing..."
The night mountain wind blew through, carrying her gentle voice and the moisture on her cheeks into the night.
The submissive Snow Woman pressed her lips tightly together, her skin exuding drop after drop of frost-lted water. A few strands of silver hair stuck to her snow-white cheeks, almost indistinguishable from them.
Her spirit was tense to the extre.
Sensing the sudden changes in her body, her mind drifted away, carried by the wind up to the moon.
When she ca back to her senses, Yukino Ritsuko slightly opened her eyes, looking at Fujiwara Reya with a gaze full of bewildernt. The beautiful face still holding a trace of the mont, with a redness that made one’s heart race.
"Yukino-san," Fujiwara Reya softly called in her ear, "From now on, I will walk this path with you."
Yukino Ritsuko weakly responded, with eyes so clear yet holding a tear. Fujiwara Reya gently wiped it away before lowering himself down, pressing his lips to hers.
The Snow Woman who just ca drifting in imdiately heard the owner’s voice say "out".
Snow Treasure pursed its lips.
Watching the way the owner and the other Snow Woman were tangled like an octopus, Snow Treasure lowered its head and turned away, floating past the screen to continue guarding the door.
"Fujiwara..." Yukino Ritsuko, holding him tightly with her fingers digging into his back, said, "The snow is about to lt again..."
In the dim moonlight covering her body, she was both pure and stunningly beautiful, carrying an unprecedented coquettishness that Fujiwara Reya couldn’t get enough of no matter how he looked.
Luckily, sustained by the demonic power Fujiwara Reya delivered, she did not lt into water again.
The slightly reddened snow-white skin blessed by the Royal Family began to emit a wonderful fragrance, an epiphyllum sculpted from ice crystals blossod splendidly in the night.
Snow Treasure drifted back a second ti.
The terrace lay silent, the silver hair reflecting the moonlight, the figures vaguely peaceful.
Once the mont faded, Yukino Ritsuko lay back with her hair spread beneath her as if she were lying on the snow, her cold temperant mixed with ever-increasing allure, pure and seductive existing within the sa body making it irresistible.
"Snow Princess, step out—"
?
Snow Treasure felt wronged!
"Snow Treasure..." Yukino Ritsuko glanced guiltily at the Snow Woman’s back before turning to glare at Fujiwara Reya. Her chest heaving frantically, her expression grew even cooler, showing her demonic power had increased sowhat.
"How should you address ?" Fujiwara Reya asked with interest.
On that fair and tender skin, a blush appeared, as if plum blossoms blood in snow.
While Yukino Ritsuko bit her lip, stubbornly holding onto her Snow Woman dignity as the last line of defense, she pushed angrily against his shoulder when Fujiwara Reya remained still. In the end, the Snow Woman’s nature overca the Snow Woman’s poise.
As the night grew darker, the bustling of Hidden God Town subsided gradually.
The town’s lights never ceased, only the occasional breeze rustled the cherry trees like the sound of sweeping brooms, while the moon hid behind clouds—not thick or heavy ones but smooth and soft, like a maiden’s skin.
Throughout the night, Snow Treasure drifted back and forth across the terrace and the screen five tis.
Only after the fifth ti did Yukino Ritsuko drop her pride and ask Snow Treasure softly, and it was then allowed to sit beside the master again. Fujiwara Reya, too, felt tiredness creeping up, and he held Yukino Ritsuko’s body close to him. That fiery warmth was unlike any Snow Woman.
Yukino Ritsuko rested her head in his embrace, surrounded by a floral scent.
Rembering her earlier foolishness, her face turned even colder. Yet her body refused to listen, adjusting its posture as every lovely toe spread out, her full, lush thighs looking smooth and rounded under the moonlight.
Fujiwara Reya lifted his head to et her still misty eyes, "Miss Yukino, what should you call from now on?"
Yukino Ritsuko was slightly annoyed but forced herself to maintain a cool deanor, "Just like before."
"Call husband," Fujiwara Reya reminded her.
"..."
"A more popular way would be to say hubby."
"..." Yukino Ritsuko couldn’t bring herself to say it, choosing to curl up in his arms, listening to his tender heartbeat. Although she still couldn’t fully comprehend what love was, she didn’t dislike the indulgent and lazy sensation reminiscent of spring, and even looked forward to the next ti.
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