Kitagawa Shinya was about to wake up Toru Izumi, who was already asleep in the back seat, but Jinguji Kiyohime quickly stopped him.
Then, she got into the car, looked at Izumi Toru's face, and poked it with her finger.
In his sleep, Izumi Toru felt uncomfortable, waved his hands casually on his face, smacked his lips, and became quiet again.
At this moment, the girl's eyes were full of joy and curiosity.
Izumi-kun looks so cute like this.
So, she reached out her hand again, pinched his cheek, and gently pulled it out.
Izumi Tetsu didn't wake up, he just frowned slightly, muttered a few words vaguely, and then tilted his head.
After teasing him for a while, Jinguji Kiyohime finally let him go.
She shook his body gently twice and shouted: "Izumi-kun, Izumi-kun."
Izumi Tetsu opened his eyes and realized that he had fallen asleep without knowing it.
"Feel sorry."
"Let's go quickly, Yuhua is waiting for us."
"oh."
After getting out of the car, Izumi Toru straightened his collar in front of the car window.
Jinguji Kiyohime stretched out her hand to pull him up.
"Let me do it."
Izumi Toru opened his hands and allowed the girl to help sort out the slightly wrinkled clothes.
"Thanks for your hard work……"
Jinguji Kiyohime lightly hit his chest as a punishment. She pouted and said: "It's not hard at all, don't say such things!"
Izumi Toru explained: "Sometimes a husband will say something like this to his wife when he goes out. This is basic etiquette."
Jinguji Kiyohime raised her head and stared into his eyes, a little dazed.
"Basic etiquette?"
"Um."
Suddenly, the girl grabbed his wrist and ran towards the door.
"Let's go!"
As Izumi Toru ran, he recalled: Just now, the pink halo flashed across that beautiful face.
Bright and moving.
Crossing the courtyard, the servant on the road saluted the two running men from a distance.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"
Jinguji Kiyohime's breathing became heavier and heavier, and Izumi Toru quickly grabbed her.
"Run slowly."
The girl turned her head, her face red from running and couldn't hide her happiness.
"Um!"
After nodding her head hard, she began to calm down her breathing.
"Huh-huh-"
After a while, my racing heart finally calmed down.
The girl took his hand and said: "Izumi-kun, your hair..."
Izumi Toru stretched out his fingers, lifted up her messy hair, and stroked it down with gentle movements.
Jinguji Kiyohime looked into his eyes, and her eyes, which became brighter because of her seriousness, were reflected in the depths of her pupils.
"Hey, Izumi-kun."
"Um?"
"look at me."
Izumi Toru stopped, lowered his head, and looked at her seriously.
It's like a flawless face created by the hands of gods.
The fair and clean face was slightly pink, the lips were neither thin nor thick, and the amber pupils shrank slightly, as if they were trying to suck his soul in.
After looking at it for a while, he said sincerely: "It's beautiful."
The girl's lips were slightly raised, and her eyebrows showed joy.
"Let's go."
"Um."
Walk along the road paved with bluestones and step on the wooden bridge across the artificial lake.
On both sides of the wooden bridge, swimming fish emerge from the sparkling water from time to time.
"Jinguji..."
As soon as Izumi Tetsu opened his mouth, Jinguji Kiyohime covered his mouth.
"You can call me Qingji here."
Izumi Toru kissed her slightly cold fingertips.
The girl quickly retracted her hand, looking a little flustered.
"Izumi-kun——"
She pouted, as if she was complaining or acting coquettishly.
After a while, she saw Izumi Tetsu staring at her intently and lowered her head shyly.
At this time, Izumi Toru asked: "Is it only possible to call you like this here?"
The girl turned her face to the lake on the left, looked at the fish swimming in the reflection of the bluestone, and whispered: "If you like... you can go anywhere."
"Is it okay in dreams?" Izumi Toru asked.
Hearing this, Jinguji Kiyohime suddenly turned around, grabbed Izumi Toru's hand with force, and asked: "Is it really possible?!"
Izumi Toru was shocked by her reaction.
But seeing her looking at him without blinking and insisting on hearing the answer, he nodded.
"Every day I think about you, and every night I dream about you. When I see you in my dream, I will always call your name."
The girl's heart skipped a beat.
"Shout once and I will run to you. You don't have to keep shouting."
This time, Izumi Toru held her hand tightly.
"Is it really possible? Is it possible in dreams?"
Jinguji Kiyohime nodded without hesitation.
"Whether it's reality, dreams, or even Santuchuan, I will do it! Absolutely!"
The girl's serious demeanor also infected Izumi Toru, and he couldn't help but hug her on the gentle breeze in the sunny morning, under the gaze of the flying fish and birds.
The girl's body was as slender as his, but had a softness that was different from his.
He didn't dare to use force, so he hugged her carefully, like holding precious and fragile porcelain.
Jinguji Kiyohime didn't expect that he would take the initiative to hug her, so she was startled.
After reacting, she stretched out her hand, put her arm around his waist, put her cheek against his chest, and whispered: "We can only hold him for a while, Yuhua is still waiting for us."
Holding the girl who looked like water, Izumi Tetsu suddenly had an idea in his heart.
This thought was so tempting that he blurted out: "Qing Ji, let's ignore her. Let's go out on a date!"
Jinguji Kiyohime subconsciously responded.
However, thinking that there was another person waiting for Izumi Tetsu in the tea room, she gave up the idea of leaving her friend behind and going out on a date with him.
The girl patted Izumi Tetsu's back gently, then raised her head and said, "Izumi-kun, this is not good!"
"What's wrong? Anyway, she will only scold me in the end."
Jinguji Kiyohime frowned slightly and her cheeks pouted: "That's it, it's not good!"
Seeing that she seemed a little angry, Izumi Toru shook the sudden impulse out of his mind and held her hand.
"Let's go see her."
...
The tea garden of the Igarashi family is called "Banli".
Walking into the tea garden, you will feel a sense of tranquility.
Jinguji Kiyohime looked back, and Izumi Toru's expression was very solemn at this moment.
She snickered twice in her heart, and then said seriously: "Izumi-kun, the day has come to test your tea ceremony practice."
"rest assured."
As Izumi Toru said this, he squeezed her hand tightly.
Arriving at the entrance, the girl took the initiative to let go of his hand.
The entrance is very small and cannot be entered without kneeling down.
(This design hopes that you can experience selfless humility through personal practice.)
Before the girl went in, she turned back again: "Izumi-kun, I don't care about you anymore."
"rest assured."
In the tea room.
In the niche between the beds, on the simple flower arrangement branches, small and elegant pink flowers have dewdrops hanging down.
Today's hanging scroll says "The Place Left Behind".
Wearing a simple white kimono, Mika Igarashi is kneeling on the tatami.
Opposite her sat a beautiful and elegant young woman with her hair in a bun.
Judging from his appearance, he is somewhat similar to Igarashi Mika.
When Igarashi Mika saw the two people coming in, she bowed slightly, got up and went to the water house.
Jinguji Kiyohime knelt down next to Igarashi Shizuri.
This was the first time Izumi met Mika Igarashi’s mother.
"This is our first meeting, sorry to bother you."
He bowed respectfully to her.
Igarashi Shizuri looked at Izumi Tetsu who was invited, with a smile on her lips.