Chapter 527: 183. Asuka wants to eat fried chicken—_3
Kasahara Asuka rolled her eyes helplessly.
Darn it!
Why is everyone like this!
Asuka really wants to grow up, that way she won’t have to be scolded all the time.
"Senpai, I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong lately..." Fujiwara Reya walked over with a face full of innocence.
Hoshimi Rinko said nothing.
She just looked at the dirt on his face, thought it was a bit unsightly, and took out a handkerchief from her pocket for him. Throughout the whole process, her fresh and lovely face was as if covered by snow, showing no emotion.
"After becoming a Divine General, you’ve got yourself a big ego, huh..." Fujiwara Reya mumbled as he wiped his face.
Kasahara Asuka glanced at him with an expression that said, "It’s a shame I didn’t hit you," and then feeling quite bored, she tilted her head and continued to sleep. The morning light shone on her face, sparkling brightly.
In the now quiet forest, the little birds returned.
They flapped their wings and sang, and the sound of the wings fluttering could be heard.
The golden leaves fluttering in the air were also dazzling under the sunlight, looking very picturesque.
Fujiwara Reya reached out his hand.
A goldfinch with yellow mixed with green landed on his fingertip. He squatted on the grass and placed the little bird’s beak on Kasahara Asuka’s nose, softly calling.
"Little Dutch pig, wake up."
Kasahara Asuka opened her eyes and glared at him, then closed them again.
"If you don’t wake up, I’ll let the little bird peck you," Fujiwara Reya said.
The junior still ignored him.
Hoshimi Rinko watched them silently with eyes filled with laughter.
"Senpai, hold this for me." Fujiwara Reya placed the goldfinch on the senpai’s lap, then leaned down and pressed his cheek against the junior’s lips. The junior’s lips remained unmoved, moist, soft, small, and cozy — the unique touch of a young girl, a freshness and beauty that cannot be imagined until experienced.
Kasahara Asuka, eyes closed, raised her fist and thumped him on the head.
Quite forcefully too.
"If you don’t wake up, I’ll kiss you," Fujiwara Reya threatened.
"You dare!"
Kasahara Asuka’s eyes widened in an instant.
She stared straight at him, the junior with her orange hair loose, like an angry orange cat. Her slightly raised small fist, like an orange cat’s lifted paw, ready to scratch at any moment the enemy provoking her. But after a few seconds, this adorable, noble-born, once carefree orange cat sighed and retracted her claws.
"Let’s make up, okay?" Fujiwara Reya hugged her small body.
"No way!"
Kasahara Asuka refused without thinking.
Leaning against the senior’s chest, she felt very comfortable, comparable to lying on a beanbag chair. After nudging his chest with her little head a few times, she found a suitable spot and rested motionlessly. She was wearing casual clothes now, a turtleneck shirt with a thin sweater on top, and her energetic chest was, as always, likable.
Hoshimi Rinko silently watched the two of them.
She wasn’t very envious, nor was she jealous.
Just a bit displeased, so she shooed away the bird that Fujiwara Reya had placed on her lap.
"Duang~"
A bell sounded from the mountainside.
"The regular meeting is starting." Hoshimi Rinko said calmly.
She turned to Fujiwara Reya, her black hair tied with a red ribbon at the back, so magnificent it was hard to take one’s eyes off it. Probably noticing that Fujiwara Reya’s gaze was on the red ribbon, she untied it and held it in her hand.
Her black hair spread out.
In the morning light, the senpai’s aura reached an ethereal realm, like a fairy princess from the Heian Era. No matter which angle, she looked fresh and tender, like an orchid moistened with dew.
"Duang~"
The serene and distant bell rang again.
The two little witches looked at Fujiwara Reya. They weren’t qualified to attend the regular meeting, but Fujiwara Reya, as the acting president, had both the qualification and obligation to attend.
However.
The acting president laughed childishly.
"Is there any food?" he asked, "I rushed from Tokyo early in the morning and haven’t had breakfast yet, I’m starving. Senpai, as the host, cannot just bring out some unappetizing stuff to brush me off..."
"Pop!"
Kasahara Asuka’s fair little hand slapped his face.
Just like slapping a never-ending alarm clock early in the morning, she slapped while grumbling impatiently, "You’re the most incompetent one in the whole world, always saying I’m lazy... Skipping a perfectly good meeting with the excuse of being hungry, you just want to have a threesome world here with me and senpai..."
As she chatted away, she suddenly laughed joyfully.
"Senpai, Asuka wants to eat fried chicken—"