night.
Chibo Mansion.
After returning from Katsuo-ji Temple, the group, exhausted from a day of enjoying the autumn foliage, went back to their hotels or home to rest for the night before heading back to Tokyo together the next day.
In the master bedroom, the bedside lamp was dimly lit.
The maple leaves rustled outside the window, and the October night breeze carried a slight chill.
Ikeba Shizuka changed out of her elegant kimono and into a plain white nightgown. Her shapely waistline slumped lazily against the headboard, her smooth black hair cascading down her chest. Her slender fingers gently turned the pages of an old sword manual.
The gentle glow of the desk lamp enveloped her, illuminating her serene profile.
"Snap—"
A very faint sound came from outside the door.
Ikeba Shizuka didn't even lift her eyelids, simply saying, "The door isn't locked."
There was a noticeable pause outside the door, followed by a rustling sound.
Then, the door was pushed open, and Yuzuru slipped in with his hands behind his back and an expression that said, "I was just passing by." He then closed the door and locked it with a "click."
"Good evening, Master!"
The boy smiled innocently and moved closer eagerly.
The beautiful woman continued to turn the pages of the sword manual with her eyes lowered, but then raised a fair, jade-like hand and said calmly, "Give it to me."
"Forehead……"
Yuzuru paused, then gave a helpless smile and obediently stretched out his hand from behind his back—a key lay in his palm.
He slowly placed the brass key in her palm, muttering under his breath, "Master, why didn't you lock the door? I clearly locked it last time..."
Chibo Jinghua took the key and casually placed it on the bedside table before looking up at him with a slight smile: "Why do you think I would lock the door in my own home? Who am I trying to keep out?"
Yuzuru: "......"
"Besides—" she closed the sword manual, looking at him with a half-smile, "whether the door is locked or not, does it make any difference to a little rascal like you?"
Yuzuru: "......"
I just realized that my master also has a cunning side.
I must have been infected by that cunning little Ai!
His gaze was involuntarily drawn to the beautiful woman's flowing hair—her long, jet-black hair shimmered like satin under the light, with a few playful strands slipping down her snow-white neck, making him want to reach out and brush them aside to feel her delicate skin.
"Have you seen enough?" Ikeba Shizuka suddenly asked.
Yu Sheng Nan came to his senses, completely unfazed, and swaggered onto the bed, saying matter-of-factly, "Isn't this to show respect to you, Master?"
Otherwise, he could come in however he wanted.
There's no need to use a key anymore.
"Respect?" Chibo Jinghua raised an eyebrow. "Respect for sneaking into Master's room in the middle of the night?"
"Cough cough~" Yu Shengnan coughed tactically, then looked pitifully at Ikeba Shizuka, "It's mainly because there's thunder outside, and I'm scared. I don't dare to sleep alone, so I came to ask Master to take me in."
Ikeha Shizuka turned her head to look out the window—
The bright moon hung high in the sky, dotted with countless stars, and there wasn't a single cloud in sight; there was no sign of thunder or rain whatsoever.
Before she could turn her gaze back to Yuzuru, she heard a "snap" as Yuzuru snapped his fingers.
In the courtyard.
Bobo and Yingying, who had been lying in ambush, immediately sprang into action.
Praying for rain, thunder, rainy days, rain... all sorts of fancy weather tricks are thrown out like they're free.
In the blink of an eye, it's October, and the rain starts falling without warning.
Anyone who didn't know better would think it's June.
Outside the window, the bright moonlight was suddenly obscured by rolling dark clouds, and darkness instantly enveloped the earth, only to be immediately illuminated as bright as day by a blinding flash of lightning.
Immediately afterwards—
"BOOM—!!!"
A deafening clap of thunder boomed, as if the heavens and earth were trembling.
Chi Bojinghua's eyes twitched slightly. She saw the rain pouring down like a waterfall, with large raindrops pounding against the windowpane. The wind howled past, whipping up maple leaves, creating a scene of torrential downpour.
She slowly turned her head and looked at her "powerful" apprentice.
"Master, look!" Yu Shengnan said with a sincere "I wasn't lying to you, was I?" look on his face. "It really thundered!"
Ikenami Shizuka: "......"
Sometimes, she was at a loss for words, both laughing and crying.
My stupid apprentice, despite possessing extraordinary abilities, acted like a child, creating a storm just to climb into his master's bed—how incredibly childish.
but......
Ironically, she actually enjoyed it.
After a few seconds of silence, Ikeba Shizuka picked up the sword manual again and said calmly, "Since you're so afraid of thunder, then—"
Yuzuru's eyes lit up.
“Go sleep in the guest room,” she added.
Yuzuru: "......"
He immediately adopted the expression of an abandoned puppy: "Master, the guest rooms are too far away. If lightning strikes, I won't even have time to run..."
Chibo Jinghua glanced at him and asked, "So what do you want?"
Yuzuru blinked and tentatively moved a little further into the bed: "How about... I just make do here for the night? I promise I won't snore, grind my teeth, or talk in my sleep!"
As for the rest, we'll talk about that later.
Ikeba Shizuka didn't speak, she just looked at him quietly.
After a long while, she looked at the sword manual again: "Whatever you say."
"Yay, I knew Master loved his disciple the most."
Yuzuru cheered and leaped onto the bed with a somersault, his slippers tracing a perfect parabola in the air before landing with a "thud" in the distance.
At first, he lay obediently on his side, properly covered himself with the blanket, and placed his hands folded in front of his chest, just like a well-behaved baby.
The only sounds in the room were the rain and each other's breathing.
But not long after, smelling the faint, orchid-like fragrance at the tip of his nose, he couldn't help but nuzzle his head against the waist of the beautiful woman who was reading the sword manual. When she didn't react, he became bolder, and his large hand under the quilt began to wander restlessly.
First, she lightly drew circles on her plump, beautiful legs through the silk nightgown.
After drawing for a while, he began to move down, not satisfied. His fingertips first lifted the hem of her nightgown, feeling the thigh muscles gradually tightening, and his palms roamed freely over her smooth skin.
Ikeba Shizuka held the sword manual for a long time without turning the page, and a healthy blush appeared on her noble and dignified face.
She lowered her eyes slightly, her deep, black-hole-like eyes gazing silently at the clumsy apprentice nestled against her waist.
The boy's head rested affectionately against her waist. His eyes and brows still retained a trace of childishness, but he exuded a carefree and unrestrained air, as if he didn't care about anything in the world.
His handsome face was filled with seriousness, as if he were doing the most sacred and inviolable thing in the world.
As she watched, her heart slowly softened and melted.
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