Today the girl will also wet the pillow

"It seems that you still have no awareness of your own problems. If you can put the energy and time you spend playing ○○ into studying, I won't need to supervise you." Yukinoshita Yukino's words were sharp, but in front of her mother, she was somewhat restrained.

This kind of talk might have an effect on otakus, but Fujiwara Makoto replied nonchalantly, "Learn from each other and supervise each other."

Huh, what does this guy mean?

Does he think he has the authority to supervise the activities of his own society?

"Please go back to the beginning and say something similar, Mr. Fujiwara."

Facing the cold gaze of Yukinoshita Yukino, Fujiwara Makoto remained calm. It was Mrs. Yukinoshita who coughed lightly to calm her daughter down a little.

"Yukino-kun is the only one you're really strict with, Fujiwara-kun." Yukinoshita Haruno smiled. "In my eyes, Fujiwara-kun scores very high. A meal this delicious will definitely be very popular with women."

Of course it is very popular. No matter whether it is a woman or a man, as long as there is a living being, no one hates food, especially delicious and tasty food.

After dinner, Yukinoshita Yukino went back to her room and Yukinoshita Haruno went to the bathroom, so only Fujiwara Makoto and Mrs. Yukinoshita were left.

He took the initiative to wash the dishes, and Mrs. Yukinoshita followed him.

"What did you see this time?"

Hearing that Fujiwara Makoto was finally willing to speak, Mrs. Yukinoshita couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She rolled up her sleeves, revealing a section of her fair and soft arms. Her gentle movements did not reveal her strength and arrogance in the eyes of outsiders.

"I had a dream, fragmentary, but very clear when I woke up." Mrs. Yukinoshita hesitated for a moment. "I saw my husband. On the day he was cremated, I also saw you helping him attain Buddhahood."

Mrs. Yukinoshita's husband died in a car accident. She thought he would never see her again until she saw a ghost at home that she thought was her husband.

The other person seemed to be still alive, nagging all day long, completely unaware of his own death. Every time he spoke, Mrs. Yukinoshita could see black blood leaking out of his cracked mouth and his intestines shaking.

Therefore, Mrs. Yukinoshita couldn't sleep.

For some reason, it seemed that only she could see her husband, and the two daughters could not see each other's existence.

Mrs. Yukinoshita really did not have the courage to face her dead husband. She tried many ways to help her husband become a Buddha and to help him reincarnate as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too scary to have him hanging around in her sight every day.

However, no matter what Mrs. Yukinoshita did, the other party still stayed at home and refused to leave, and his appearance became more and more strange, like an evil ghost.

At this time, Mrs. Yukinoshita met Fujiwara Makoto again.

The two met for the first time at a party. Fujiwara Makoto followed his cousin, and Mrs. Yukinoshita brought her two daughters. Their eyes met for a moment, and then they looked away.

"Do you think He is still around?" Fujiwara Makoto looked at her calmly. This mature and intellectual lady couldn't help but blush slightly. The implication was that you don't trust my salvation skills?

"Maybe there are still some leftovers." Mrs. Yukinoshita whispered, "Didn't you say that ghosts crave the vitality of the living? I've gained a little weight recently, maybe He has taken a liking to me."

How could there be a ghost that would covet this little piece of meat of yours?

Fujiwara Makoto had a blank expression on his face, but Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't think she had done anything wrong. Although she was wearing a kimono, as long as one patiently untied the belt to reveal the close-fitting petticoat underneath, it was easy to find that her waist was much fuller than before.

This is a very serious midlife crisis for women. In addition, she has been sleeping uneasily recently because of nightmares, and her originally beautiful face has gradually taken on a somewhat tired look.

She believed that all this showed that her vitality was slipping away.

Fujiwara Makoto dried his hands, then turned to Mrs. Yukinoshita, who also faced him obediently.

It is true that he is a high school student, but he already has a tall height. Mrs. Yukinoshita wears wooden clogs and has to stand on tiptoe to touch his forehead.

Fujiwara Makoto held her face in his hands, and his fingertips felt a round and smooth feeling, not like the vitality of a young girl, but only the ripe fruit emitting its own breath of life, smelling sweet and delicious, and he could feel the juice overflowing in his mouth with just a slight bite.

Looking at the boy in front of her like this, Mrs. Yukinoshita's face couldn't help but blush slightly. This action was teasing. For her, it had been a long time since she had been touched like this by the opposite sex, and she felt extremely subtle.

She knew that Fujiwara Makoto was just observing her situation, and that everything between them was innocent, so she shouldn't show too much emotion.

016 Sleepy Black Tea

"Do you see anything?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita leaned forward slightly. This posture was just to make it easier for him to check the situation, but she inadvertently exposed a lot of things. Her collarbone, half-powdered like snow, was faintly visible, and the ravine on her chest was particularly plump.

"It's not Him, don't worry." Fujiwara Makoto withdrew his hand. Of course, he could see a lot from Mrs. Yukinoshita's eyes.

His eyes swept over her lightly, and Mrs. Yukinoshita realized something and couldn't help but keep a little distance. She was not deliberately teasing him, but just doing it out of habit. It was like an aged wine that had been brewing for many years, naturally exuding the charm of a mature woman. She didn't have the immaturity and timidity of a girl, but only the moving tenderness in her bones.

If in public, Mrs. Yukinoshita will maintain her usual distance. Her cold attitude will not allow her to get too close to the opposite sex, nor will she allow the opposite sex to get close to her.

However, now that she was in her own home, and she was subconsciously relying on the man in front of her, it was inevitable that she would let her guard down for a moment.

"But I've had nightmares for several days. What's the reason?" Mrs. Yukinoshita frowned slightly, with confusion in her eyes. Just because of what happened just now, there was a little red on her cheeks, like the shyness of a young girl.

"Many times, dreams are inspired by trivial things in life, including memories you've tried to forget. Dreams allow you to freely process memories that you can't recover when you're awake," Fujiwara said. "The impression you made at the time was so profound that you haven't been able to completely forget it."

Mrs. Yukinoshita was silent. As he said, she had indeed tried to forget the past, not only when her husband was alive, but also when he became a ghost.

Wouldn’t that be too cold?

No, when she saw that the other party was going to eat her, she knew that the dead were gone, and no matter how much she missed it, it would not bring back anything. If she insisted, she would probably only bring back an inhuman monster.

"I can't understand it. I didn't have a nightmare at that time. But after so much time has passed, I dreamed about these things." Mrs. Yukinoshita sighed.

"Some knots take years to untie. Maybe you won't have nightmares tonight."

Fujiwara Makoto stretched out his index finger and lightly touched Mrs. Yukinoshita's forehead. The latter felt an indescribable sense of clarity and felt a little lighter.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was a little surprised at first, but then she thought, after all, she had seen his method of exorcising ghosts, so it wouldn't be difficult for her to recover.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you." Mrs. Yukinoshita pursed her lips and revealed a faint smile. "I've found a lot of things these days. Let's see if there's anything you want."

After washing the dishes, Mrs. Yukinoshita took him to a storage room and took out a small box.

Fujiwara Makoto opened it and took a look, then shook his head: "No."

"Nothing at all?" Mrs. Yukinoshita was obviously extremely disappointed. She thought there would be one or two that met Fujiwara Makoto's requirements.

In fact, just by standing outside the door, Fujiwara Makoto knew the result, and he was just accompanying her to watch.

Of course, Fujiwara Makoto would not tell the truth directly, as it would be too devastating to the wife.

"After all, there aren't too many bad things in this world." Fujiwara Makoto explained briefly. When Mrs. Yukinoshita heard that he was always looking for some strange things, she took the initiative to help.

They are nothing more than treasures that have been worshipped by some islanders for generations, evidence of suspected alien invasion, legendary tools of gods and other strange things.

If it weren't for Lady Yukinoshita's limited strength, Fujiwara Makoto might have been able to see the three sacred treasures enshrined by the royal family appear before his eyes.

"I know, but it's too tiring for Fujiwara-kun to search alone," Mrs. Yukinoshita said. "But what exactly is it? I'm not familiar with things in the other world, but I think I can help."

"It's probably like a fire. As soon as you see it, you notice the black smoke and the blazing flames, and your instinct tells you to stay away from it."

Mrs. Yukinoshita blinked her eyes, obviously not understanding very well, and gave an expression that said, "Just go ahead, I'm listening."

"It means it's very dangerous."

"I see."

The two left the storage room. Mrs. Yukinoshita looked at Fujiwara Makoto's expression again and said, "On the second floor, to the right is Yukino's room."

Fujiwara Makoto stopped and wondered if he was selling his daughter.

"I have a fiancée." He said expressionlessly, "Probably next month, I'll meet her for the first time."

"I know you have a fiancée, the eldest daughter of the Shinomiya family. I heard that she also has a very beautiful maid, who is likely to come with a dowry." Mrs. Yukinoshita smiled slightly, "But, I'm not asking you to do anything."

"What has Yang No been doing lately?" Fujiwara Makoto seemed to want to change the subject.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was already familiar with this guy's style. When she encountered a topic she didn't want to continue, she would just brush it off.

"She is familiar with the Tokyo circle and often travels between Chiba and Tokyo. The family business is currently controlled by her father again, and she will be the next heir." Mrs. Yukinoshita said lightly.

Yukinoshita Haruna is the eldest daughter, so of course she will inherit the Yukinoshita family's business.

If she refuses, Yukinoshita Yukino will have to take over, but for this sister-con man, she definitely won't want to do that. Fujiwara Makoto can imagine her gritting her teeth and holding on.

No, two years have passed, maybe Yukinoshita Haruno has started to become more comfortable with it.

"She also wants to find a live-in son-in-law?"

"So much the better."

"Given her personality, I guess quite a few people would be willing to do that."

"She can't choose."

He wanted to say something, but when he saw Yukinoshita Haruno still sitting on the sofa, Fujiwara Makoto shut up.

"Where have you been?" Yukinoshita Haruno looked at Fujiwara Makoto, then at her mother.

This suspicious look made Mrs. Yukinoshita feel a little embarrassed and annoyed. She didn't know why her eldest daughter and second daughter always looked at her and Fujiwara-kun in this way.

She is the mother of two daughters. How could anything happen between her and a boy of the same age as her daughters?

Yukinoshita Haruno observed their clothes and expressions, but could not see or smell anything, so she put her doubts aside.

"Fujiwara-kun, would you like to try the juice I made?"

She raised the glass of juice in her hand. There were also several glasses of juice on the table next to her.

In the eyes of others, this is just an ordinary glass of juice, but in the eyes of Fujiwara Makoto and a certain guy, this is a bad glass of juice.

"Don't drink."

"It's such a rare opportunity to see you, and you won't even drink my juice?" Yukinoshita Haruno pretended to be relaxed and angry. At the same time, sweat began to form on her palms and her heart was pounding.

She drugged the juice.

017 Yang No's routine

A few days ago, Yukinoshita Haruno accompanied her friend to a shrine to worship a god who is said to be able to fulfill any wish.

She originally thought it was just a trick to cheat tourists, but she didn’t expect that the Japanese don’t cheat the Japanese, and her wish was really fulfilled!

Although the wish was fulfilled in a rather strange way, Yukinoshita Haruno still finds it incredible.

She can enter other people's dreams.

Unearth the deepest memories in dreams and even modify the content of dreams.

That night, Yukinoshita Haruno accidentally entered her mother's dream. After some helpless operations, she realized how to use her ability.

So, Yukinoshita Haruno frequently appeared in her mother's dreams during these days, and finally figured out what was going on.

It turned out that her father turned into a ghost after his death and wandered around the house, refusing to become a Buddha. For some reason, only her mother could see each other, while she and Yukino could not see.

Faced with her father who died tragically in a car accident, Yukinoshita Haruno feels that if she had to look at this horrible scene every day, she would also be as suspicious as her mother and constantly perform various exorcism rituals.

In this way, there was a reasonable explanation for my mother's strange behavior.

But what about Fujiwara Makoto?

Where did this guy come from?

Yukinoshita Haruno looked at her memories about Fujiwara Makoto again and found that this guy had met her family a long time ago.

The first time was at a dinner party in Chiba, the second time was on the day of my father's funeral, and the third time was when my mother was praying at Inari Shrine. For some reason, this guy also appeared at Inari Shrine.

The moment they saw him in their mother's dream, both Yukinoshita Haruno and her mother were stunned.

He was holding a fluffy fox in his arms. The fox had a small white nose, golden fur, and a very human expression. Its eyes were half-closed peacefully, and it was enjoying his caress. You could hear a few soft humming sounds from it, and it was obviously feeling very comfortable.

What's happening here?

Bringing a pet fox to the Inari Shrine, aren’t you afraid that the Inari God will slap you to death?

Yukinoshita Haruno was thinking this, and then she immediately saw her mother take the initiative to talk to Fujiwara Makoto, and she probably found it very strange.

"I remember you were Fujiwara-kun, right? Is this your fox?"

"I guess so. I usually roam free outside."

"Can foxes be raised freely? Aren't you afraid they might get lost?"

A faint smile crossed his lips at his mother's words.

"She's afraid that I'll lose her." Fujiwara Makoto touched the fox's furry back, and the fox had a whining expression.

Is this guy crazy?

Yukinoshita Haruno felt something was wrong, and saw her mother continued to chat with her. As they chatted, her mother talked about ghosts and demons as if she was venting her troubles.

However, the mother did not tell the truth, but only said that a friend of hers saw a ghost that was suspected to be her husband.

"That's too bad," Fujiwara Makoto said. "The amulets here are very effective. If you want to help your friend, I have one."

He gave his mother a simple and elegant amulet.

The next day, Mom could no longer see Dad's ghost, and the scary scene no longer appeared.

The mother reacted quickly and immediately went to find Fujiwara Makoto and asked him for help.

Seeing this, they finally arrived at the place that Yukinoshita Haruno remembered. It was the first time she saw her mother bringing a little boy home.