I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

Yuki Asuna echoed with a reluctant smile: "I and Jingu-kun are just a relationship between the ancestors, so please don't think about it too much."

"Oh? I guessed it wrong." Yuuki Akizo chuckled and waved his hand: "But it doesn't matter, get along more, maybe there will be new development."

"Well, then I'll go back to the room first."

Yuuki Asuna bowed slightly, she couldn't wait to leave, and quickly escape from the almost suffocating oppression.

By now, she did not look forward to the warmth of family harmony and reunion.

It's like a bird with wings on, just wanting to fly to the sky of its own.

"and many more."

When Yuuki Asuna turned around and wanted to leave, Yuuki Kyoko suddenly stopped her.

"mother?"

"I remember tomorrow is the school exam, right?"

"Yes."

"Go on, I hope you can maintain your previous results, preferably better than your previous results."

Kyoko Yuki said lightly.

"Yes, I won't let you down, mother."

The smile on the corner of Yuuki Asuna's mouth was hypocritical and courteous, very flattering.

"Also, it will be your grandfather's birthday in a few days. He decided to hold a birthday party at his home then. It is estimated that there will be a lot of guests."

"Yes, I know, I will prepare well."

Yuuki Asuna said softly.

"Well, then you go back and rest." Kyoko Yuuki waved her hand and looked down at the book in her hand.

At the moment when he turned around, the smile on the corner of Yuuki Asuna's mouth disappeared, and at the same time an unprecedented strong impulse emerged in his heart.

Haunting in her mind were the words Makoto Jingong said earlier.

At that time, she was not too conscious, because she was dominated by emotional sensibility, but at this moment, she firmly believes that freedom is something worth abandoning everything for.

Not only freedom, but also respect.

I am no longer the child they let the arrangements and manipulations, and I am not the puppet that they let them play with.

He was right. The decay of the fathers would ossify their minds, so that they would be shrouded in blind authority, without any warm cry.

If you want to really touch them, you can only smash their old eyes fiercely.

And the father's eager attitude showed that what he said was correct and that the three families were indeed seeking opportunities for cooperation.

The Jiecheng family has entered a bottleneck period and urgently needs new motivation and support to promote the further development of the family.

Otherwise, you will retreat if you don't advance, and you will always be rigid here.

"That, guest?"

While Makoto Jingu sighed with emotion, the driver's voice sounded again.

"Oh, sorry."

He shook his head with a chuckle, turned and got in the car.

The driver went straight to the apartment according to the address he gave, but after getting off the car, Makoto Jingu said to the driver:

"Mr. Driver, can you wait for me here? I have a place to go."

"Oh, yes, I don't know how long it will take?"

"Um, ten minutes at most, I will trouble you."

"It's okay, then I'll be here waiting for you."

"Ok."

Makoto Jingu turned around and walked into the gate of the community, followed the elevator back to his apartment.

He first put down the pink phone box in his hand, took out the phone inside, and then removed the phone card from the non-smart phone and replaced it with a new phone.

Then he took out another new school uniform from the room, stuffed it into his bag, turned and left the apartment.

After getting in the car again, the driver looked at the rearview mirror and asked, "What is the destination this time?"

"It may be a little far away, it's a kendo stadium."

Makoto Jingu then told the driver his destination. The driver nodded, and the car drove slowly through the busy urban area to a quiet suburb.

Sitting in the car, Makoto Jingu took out his cell phone and made a call when he was still some distance away from the destination.

Waiting for a few seconds with a beep, there was a soft voice with a click.

"Oh, it's so late, what's the matter?"

Makoto Jingu rubbed his sour forehead and said inexplicably, "I can't call you if I'm okay?"

"Oh, don't say such good things, talk about it, what annoying things have happened."

"Tsk tusk, you say that like I only find you when something is wrong, I will not only look for you tonight, but also come to see you."

"I don't believe it at all, let me think about it, is it a junior, can you not find a girl to spend the long night with you tonight?"

Jingu Cheng was dumbfounded: "Drug Island Tsuneko!"

"I want to call Dudao-senpai, my shrine student, pay attention to politeness, I'm your senior."

Jingu Makoto glanced at the driver and leaned over to the window and whispered, "Yes, senior who was pushed on the bed to beg for mercy."

"Nonsense! That... That's how you can win!"

The voice coming from my ear suddenly became shy, faintly mixed with a little shame.

"Oh? I can't win, but I've tried my best. Is it possible that you just pretended to be defeated on purpose?"

"Of course, after all, you have to give men face~"

"Ha, then I will give you another chance to beat me, OK?"

Toxic Island Suizi immediately noticed the element: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't ask, I'm almost there, go to the door and wait for me obediently."

"Eh?? You... You really came to me???" Her tone seemed surprised.

Obviously, she really thought that Makoto Jingong was joking, but she didn't expect that he really came to her.

"Although your surprise makes me a little bit happy, your attitude doesn't seem to take what I said at the beginning to heart."

"I said, although I am bothered, I am very responsible."

Dudao Kongzi chuckles lightly and said, "Okay, I'm wrong."

Then she asked gently: "Is it really coming soon?"

"Ok."

"Okay, I will wait for you at the door now."

After speaking, she didn't hang up, and Jingong Makoto could still hear some voices clearly.

It was the sound of lifting the quilt, it was the sound of lighting, it was the sound of putting on shoes, it was the sound of footsteps passing through the secluded corridor.

Makoto Jingu didn't speak, but there was a warm current in his heart.

If he heard him correctly, Dudao Yuzi was already lying in bed and preparing to go to bed before answering his phone.

When he made the call, there was almost no waiting time, and Dudao Si immediately picked up the phone to answer.

He got up from the bed so quickly even when he said it.

If it were Jingu Makoto himself, he, a slacker who likes to sleep in bed, might have to spend a while.

Of course, it could also be that Dudao Kongzi just lay down, and her sleepiness was not brewing.

Makoto Jingong put the phone next to his ear, silently listening to some noise coming from there.

He came to her tonight deliberately, not out of impulse or a sudden thought.

He said that it is true that he likes gentle girls.

When a man has troubles in his heart, it is nothing more than several choices: stay alone, play games, sleep, sing, wait for the mood to recover, or call a friend, drink a few sips of wine, and release your heart. Dissatisfaction, or thrown into a tender embrace.

Of these three options, if there is a choice, then the third is the best.

What's more, the gentle sister of Yamato Nadeko Yuko, such as Tokushima, she will not ask too much, nor will she be right or wrong, but will do her best to calm your emotions.

This kind of treatment, this kind of taste, is really like a close sister in the big health care.

Then again, he really missed Dudao Junzi a little bit.

That broad mind, tsk, know the taste.

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ps: Humble begging for the blade, or a reward.

Chapter One Hundred and Nine: Really Fragrant~

The scene in front of the car lights was a little fuzzy, and it was dark everywhere, even the roadside lights were dim.

When you drive closer, you can vaguely see the door of the stadium being slowly pushed open, and a figure walks out of it, making the driver tremble with fright.

This scene, combined with the quiet and slightly desolate scene everywhere, does have a sense of sight of a horror movie.

Jingu Makoto did not let the driver continue to drive in, he couldn't help calling a stop, and then got out of the car and walked over.

I don't know why, looking at the quietly waiting figure in front of the door, there is an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Nostalgic?Maybe it was, maybe it was touching, and the warmth of attachment.

This feeling is so wonderful, it was the first time that he had such a feeling for the poison island Kongzi.

He thought about it carefully, and vaguely recalled this feeling. It turned out that this was what I liked.

Previously, Makoto Jingong's sensuality for Toshishima Tsuko was greater than his spiritual liking, and his eyes were always involuntarily attracted by her plump and sexy body.

Coupled with a little empathy and gentle marital attributes, Makoto Jingu can't help being impulsive.

It happened that he also knew about the weakness of the poison island. Under this series of stimulation, getting her seemed like collecting some precious treasure.

But at this moment, it cannot be denied that Makoto Jingong felt attached to Toshishima Tsuko for the first time.

Although she did nothing, she just got up, opened the door for him, and then stood quietly at the door waiting for him.

In fact, men can be easily moved sometimes.

Approaching closer, the lights in front of the stadium can still clearly reflect the delicate features of Dudao Kongzi.

She didn't apply Fendai, and even her eyebrows became slightly lighter than usual, but she also highlighted the fairness of the skin.

Her eyes were still so piercing and energetic, lingering with the swordsman's edge all the time.

Only when he saw his figure, the sharp eyes gradually added a soft light, and then it was like ripples disturbed by the stone. The soft light swam slowly, giving rise to waves of gentle ripples.

Originally, Dudao Tongzi still wanted to maintain some restraint, restraining the urge to embrace him.

But she was hugged by Makoto Jingu before she even said anything.

He opened his mouth, Dudao Yingzi didn't speak, the corners of his mouth curled up, a soft smile was outlined, and finally he lay quietly in his arms.

He hugged very tightly today, a little harder than before.

Perhaps it was a woman's emotional intuition. In addition to perceiving his pampering and attachment, she also keenly perceives that he may not be in a good mood today.

So she stretched out her jade hand, stayed on his waist, gently rubbed her face against his chest, and tried to soften her voice.

"I have an exam tomorrow, how do you think of me."

Makoto Jingong lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of her hair. It was just after taking a shower, with a little shampoo, and mixed with the scent of the poisonous island.

The smell is wonderful and unexpectedly good.

"Miss you, so I'm here."