Chapter 188: Liking You Because You Are You

This cow couldn’t have been transformed by the Divine Maiden, could it? I think so. She’s the only one who’d have that kind of time to do that, isn’t she?

Aoi summer tree slowed down, saw Long Cherry stood in front of the dizzy thief, he was incredibly relieved, looking for a rope to tie up, and so Grandpa came back to tell him about it, Grandpa was also home into the thief was particularly surprised, in the village can be a long time have not suffered thieves, it is estimated to be the reason why Aoi a few people came to be stared at, and then Grandpa and next door to the collar of the residence a yell, not long to the village of the forty-fifty Urumqi people! Are surrounded in front of their homes, looking at what this thief looks like, individually carrying a hoe, with a cattle prod, hooded male sober look are fast freaking out, until the village to come to the people, only to take him to the car to pull away.

After this incident, a few people at dinner in the evening also have more topics to talk about, the most talked about is the mysterious cow, all the people’s guesses are not reliable, but Aoi Natsuki brain conjecture that it is a goddess of the maiden turned out of the possibility of the most credible.

With such a coincidence just appearing there, is it hard to believe that the Divine Maiden is really one of several girls?

Aoi Natsuki had been reluctant to believe it before, as all of these girls were extremely personal and didn’t fit in with the godly girls at all, and Sakurajima, who was the most similar, had been ruled out as a possibility by him some time ago.

Should …… be an illusion ……

Aoi Natsuki biting chopsticks, looking at the table of people eating with great interest, walking all day, the rice for dinner feels extra sweet, today grandpa also specially brought a freshly cut beef, which is a gift from the village, diced meat, fried chili to eat, especially fragrant.

“This pickled burdock silk is so delicious!” Ayano held the bowl, so delicious that she stomped her feet again and again, without eating two mouthfuls, she suddenly choked and started coughing violently, and on the side, Lina saw this and moved her butt, reaching out with her small hand, gently patting her back.

Aoi Natsuki also smiled lightly when she saw this scene, Rina is so good~

“This beef is fried with Keiko’s help, oh, it smells good, doesn’t it?” Grandpa Aoi said as he pointed his chopsticks at Hayakawa.

“Nope, just raising my hand.” Hayakawa, unable to hear his elders exaggerate, quickly reached out and pressed down on his grandfather’s arm, fearing that the people around him would start a conversation around the matter.

However it had been known for a long time that Hayakawa was a very good cook, Ayano pouted and nodded heavily, quickly picking up her meal as a sign of respect, Rina giggled playfully and sneaked two thumbs up towards her, Hayakawa’s heart warmed at the sight, to her she was already very happy with this level of praise.

After the meal, Aoi and Hayakawa scrambled to wash the dishes, but were pressed back into their seats by their grandfather, his eight-beard cocked and his face full of creases when he smiled, “You two should just sit and chat, I’ll do the dishes.”

When the two sat down, one did not pay attention, sitting particularly close to the arm can be close to the arm, just to separate, but the grandfather’s thick and powerful hands are still on the shoulders of both of them, see them so close to each other, a familiar look, a look know that he is intentional.

Grandpa said he got up and left, fell on the shoulders of the two pressure which disappeared, but that too close to the distance at this time both sides are not willing to do that the first initiative to separate the people, only to be so next to each other, the two heartbeat is a little fast, the eyes scanning all around, the hall is still no one at this time, in case of the past will come out of the individual to see how to do it……

Hayakawa’s face became hot and steamy, her close encounters with boys were few and far between, the last time she hugged Natsuki for that one moment, she was so excited that she couldn’t sleep well for several nights in a row.

“Awwwwwww!” Lina’s shout came from far down the corridor, a sound that instantly detached the two from the ambiguous atmosphere, and the first step Lina took to barge into the hall, the two of them moved a little to the side in unison.

Lina saw nothing, grabbed a washcloth, hair wet, and quickly ran from right to left.

Aoi Natsuko immediately understood what was happening, and then got up holding onto the table, a tingling sensation coming up in his body, a tingling sensation exactly like the one he had felt earlier when he was with Sakurajima, and his ears were burning so hot he didn’t even need to look at them to know that they must have been particularly red.

Quickly rushing into the side cubicle, he clipped Lina to his waist and carried her away, straight through the hallway and up to the second floor.

And on the mouth of the second floor, Ayano was waiting here, frowning with a serious face, sticking her pretty face out in front of Rina, holding up her right index finger, and saying, “That’s not good, oh, how can you run around in the bath! It’s against the rules.”

“Awwww ……,” Lina lowered her head in frustration.

“I’m sorry, I forgot to mention before that Rina has always kind of hated washing her hair, so it’s a real pain in the ass.”

“Well, Lina, don’t you want to make your hair smell nice?” Ayano asked in a leading manner.

Lena’s head shook like a rattle as she listened.

It seems that this level of persuasion is completely useless.

While the two were fretting over this, in the distance Sakurajima Apricot came over with a washbasin in her hand, looking at the two who were at a loss, she briefly understood the situation, her eyes moved upwards, and after pondering for two seconds, she moved over to Rina’s ear and said something, and in the next second Rina’s eyes instantly lit up, locking gazes with Sakurajima’s sister, who nodded her head to give her an affirmative answer.

“Uh-huh!” Lina nodded heavily, then pursed her lips and walked towards the bathroom step by step in a righteous manner, until the moment she entered the bathroom and closed the door, Aoi Natsuki then reacted, her eyes looking towards Sakurajima, surprised, “So bull? What exactly did you say to Rina?”

Ayano looked at her with the same look of surprise.

Sakurajima Apricot looked around at the two of them before explaining, “It’s not much, it’s just a matter of telling Rina that the scent of that bottle of shampoo in the bathroom smells so good to you Aoi that she’s willing to give it a try, it’s as simple as that.”

“That’s even possible?” Aoi Natsuki thought about it and unexpectedly felt that this answer was particularly brilliant, just now Sakurajima thought about it for just a few seconds and came up with such a good idea, it should be said that not to mention that the ghost ideas were the most numerous among her.

Ayano was also convinced by her and said “bull” before trotting back to the bathroom.

And Sakurajima was still standing in the same place with the face bowl.

“Why are you still standing? Aren’t you going to take a bath too?” Aoi Natsuki asked.

“I’ll wait until they’re done washing.”

“That’s no good, there’s not enough hot water, is there? I haven’t even washed it yet.”

“Ooooh, so Aoi’s going to wash with me?” Sakurajima narrowed her eyes and smiled, yes, she could always say something out of character at the wrong time.

However Aoi Natsuki’s face was bland, as if he was used to her flirting like this.

Sakurajima Apricot then moved her body forward, swinging from side to side to gaze at his cheeks, “Really no reaction at all?”

“It’s a wonder there’s a reaction, and it’s not the first or second time you’ve done this.”

“Oooooh, then it looks like we’re going to have to step up the stimulation next.”

“Sakurajima!”

“Hey, hey, pissed off?”

Under the moonlight, Sakurajima Apricot’s delicate face was close enough that Aoi Natsuki could clearly see the fullness of the silkworms under her eyes as well as the ever-so-conspicuous mole of tears.

“Not at all.” Natsuki Aoi pursed her lips and turned to go downstairs, shouting again in the stairwell, “If you have to wash them separately, then I won’t do it tonight.”

The sound quickly disappeared and Sakurajima Apricot on the second floor kept looking at the stairwell.

“So crafty ……”

……

“Hmhmhmhm~” Lina hummed aimlessly as she sat on the tatami mat, behind her Aoi Natsuki was rubbing her hair with a washcloth when suddenly Lina thought of something and turned her head, casually lifting a handful of her hair and reaching out to Natsuki.

Natsuki Arai understood what it meant in seconds, then moved up to sniff it, and in the next second complimented, “What a nice scent.”

Rina was surprised, and her body swinging became bigger, sure enough, Sakurajima-san was right.

By the time her hair was completely dry it was late, and Aoi Natsuki, her eyes sleepily open, took a comb and ran it through Rina’s hair, one at a time, and Rina, also sleepy, sat down at the low table, her body shaking.

“Let me do it.” A voice came.

Natsuki Arai looked sideways and it was Ryuusaku.

Ryuusakura was now wearing only a short-sleeved green t-shirt with a graphic printed on it, and she had also just gotten out of the shower, her hair tied up in a ball, and Natsuki Aoi’s eyes darted away just as she lifted her gaze.

Because Ryuusakura’s body was very voluptuous, and when wearing a t-shirt, it looked extra full, such mature flesh for Aoi Natsuki was something he had never encountered in reality in his two lives.

“What’s wrong?”

“No ……”

“Let me do it, you’re all sleepy.” Long Sakura stepped forward, a refreshing breath came out, super short pants will be the advantage of the whole pair of long legs to show the best, wheat-colored skin in Japan in the 90’s period is quite popular, despite the gradual fusion of the Korean style now, but wheat-colored audience still has a large group of people.

Natsuki Aoi moved to hand the comb up while Ryuusakura walked behind Rina, sat down on her knees, took the comb and gently began to clean it.

“It’s very silky.”

“Hmm?” Natsuki Aoi flinched.

“I mean Lina’s hair, did you used to take care of it all yourself, Natsuki?”

“Well, that’s certainly true, but with my parents gone, I can only do my best.”

“Very well done then.” Ryuzura whispered, “Does Natsuki feel tired?”

“There was a time, I guess, when I had to juggle a part-time job and was so busy that I felt deflated, but I’ve gotten better since then.”

“Oh, so …… your shoulders are sore? When I finish combing Lina’s hair, I’ll press it for you, I used to often press it for grandpa, and he said I press it quite well.” Long Cherry pointed to her shoulder and neck.

“No need to be so troublesome, I’m a little embarrassed when you’re like this.” Aoi Natsuki’s movements are not natural, mainly because the other party’s fruit exposed skin area is too large, so that he is a little unsure of where to look, to say that male proclivities are really strange, the other party wears a lot of wear to look towards the places that do not wear, and in turn the other party wears a bathing suit, but the line of sight to the places that have fabric, it is really a contradiction.

Long Cherry had a surly smile on her face, a strand of curly hair slipped down her side, she reached out and lifted it behind her ear and said slowly, “Even we who practice martial arts would know how to combine work and rest, occasional relaxation is deserved, so don’t push your luck.”

“Ah, oh …… okay.” Aoi Natsuki pursed her lips and sat on the side cushion, quietly watching Ryuusakura brush Lina’s hair, probably because it was just too comfortable, Lina finally couldn’t bear to fall asleep, and her body tilted back, falling into Ryuusakura’s arms.

“Sorry.” Natsuki Aoi moved forward.

Ryuusakura shook his head, then with gentle movements picked up Rina and took a step out of the hall, his footsteps barely audible as he went up to the second floor, Aoi Natsuki waited in place for a while before Ryuusakura returned.

“Then I’ll start.”

“Good.” Natsuki Aoi agreed.

Ryuusakura’s hands then slowly cupped his shoulders and circled around his lute bones with quite enough force, Aoi Natsuki really paid little attention to his body on a regular basis, and immediately felt soreness when he pressed it like that, but he pursed his lips tightly in order to hold back from making a strange noise, and this pain and pleasure lasted for a lot longer.

By the second half it became completely comfortable, and Natsuki Arai’s entire body was very fluid.

That’s nice. ……

He closed his eyes, really wanting to fall asleep in this state, but tried to hold on as he thought of Dragon Sakura behind him.

After another ten minutes of pressing, Ryuusakura stopped, holding onto the floor, and stood up, “Have a good night’s rest, good night.”

With that, he turned and walked toward the mouth of the corridor.

Aoi Natsuki faced the yard outside the house and suddenly spoke, “Wait a minute.”

“Hmm?” Dragon Sakura stopped and turned around.

“I …… still think that you deserve better boys, Dragon Sakura, and I …… am clearly ordinary and not really worthy of you being so nice to me.”

When Ryuusakura heard this, waves welled up on his ever-calm face, and his left leg, which had stepped onto the corridor, retracted and just looked straight at Natsuki Arai for a full five seconds before he finally said, “I think you’re worth it.”

“But it’s fruitless, and you know my heart.”

“Well, I understand it well.” Dragon Sakura confessed.

“Is it hard to believe that you’re still thinking about that theory of Sakurajima? Or your grandfather, times are different now, that kind of thing has long since become unrealistic.” Aoi Natsuki lowered her head and kept saying.

“Grandpa he ……”

Aoi Natsuki’s expression was stunned as she looked back and instantly apologized, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything else.”

Dragon Sakura followed by shaking her head again, thinking for a while, organizing her language, re-entering the hall, said, “I’m not because of being influenced by Sakurajima aka Grandpa, in fact …… at the very beginning when I told Grandpa that I had a boy I had a crush on, he was still very angry, and I persuaded him for several days before he slowly eased up. So at this point, you have a misunderstanding of me.”

“I see, so if it’s not because of that, then why did you do it?” Aoi Natsuki is really curious, just like the previous questions about Sakurajima, in his understanding, liking should be a very pure and selfish thing, not to mention physical contact with other girls, even if it’s just looking at a few more times, it should be jealous, why on earth did Ryuusakura ……

“Is there any doubt about that? Because Natsuki is Natsuki.”

“Eh?” Aoi Natsuki didn’t understand a bit.

“Still don’t get it?”

He still shook his head.

“What I like is you, it’s Natsuki you yourself, your essence, so that means I won’t dislike you because of your other reasons, let’s say love to smoke, but Natsuki you love to smoke, I still like it; let’s say love to drink, but Natsuki you love to drink, I still like it; let’s say love to beat up pachinko, but Natsuki you love to beat up pachinko, I still like it, what I like is your essence , because it’s you, it’s enough.”