Chapter 74 Short-term winner Reiji Munakata
Sonoko threw Sawada Tsunayoshi back onto the tatami mat.
The director of Scepter4 paused at the door, then slowly walked into the room.
The call just now came from the Golden King in the Yuzhu Tower, and the reason why Kuni Changlu Dajue made this call was because he had received a cross-border call from President Suzuki earlier.
Mr. Shiro Suzuki had no intention of interfering with Sonoko's handling of the matter, but in order to provide a safety net, he chose to contact the big boss.
"This incident doesn't seem to be an accident. How are you going to deal with it?"
When the Golden Old Man was young, he was a real man with a normal attack style. After he got old, he worked wholeheartedly to build a world where ordinary people can live in peace.
No matter whether it was the Onmyoji Sect from which he came, the Shinto Sect that seemed to be in power, or the series of kings derived from the stone slabs, or even the non-human races that had existed for a long time, anyone who dared to show up and cause trouble would be beaten back with sticks.
At this time, news channels were broadcasting one after another, with half-ruined buildings still emitting billowing smoke in the background. The reporters on camera spoke faster and faster, and the voices of the commentators became louder and louder.
The rumors almost caused panic.
The Golden King frowned and exuded a majestic aura. His expression when he was pondering was so fierce that it could scare a child to tears.
He was already a little angry at this point, but the Demonic Path was a complex group of foreigners, so he responded rationally, "This is a serious matter. Let me think about it."
Shiro Suzuki said "oh" indifferently.
"Well," the fat white man suggested, "we're not in the country right now, so Yuanzi is in charge of this. She..."
The unspoken meaning was obvious: she was so willful, if you thought about it for too long and delayed the opportunity, she would do something else...
——Then I'll just have to trouble you to bear with me :-D
President Suzuki said in a nonchalant tone, "I don't really care," and slowly hung up the phone.
The King of Gold felt an inexplicable lump in his throat.
Dealing with the magic path must be carefully considered. If possible, the Golden King would like to directly dig out the two places of Fuyuki and Tomoeda from the country and throw them away, but ideals are not in line with reality. In order to ensure that the situation will not take another turn, it is more important to rescue the daughter of the Suzuki family and take care of her first.
Reiji Munakata glanced at Sawada Tsunayoshi several times, and then seriously conveyed the Golden King's intention that Suzuki Sonoko would stay in the Onoshira Tower tonight.
Yuanzi said firmly: "No."
Munakata looked at her without changing his expression.
Yuanzi felt a chill down her spine when he looked at her. She blinked hesitantly and said tentatively, "If I resolutely refuse to go...will you arrest me?"
Munakata Reiji tried to explain: "The decision of the royal family is just to control the situation——"
"Then why don't you control them instead of me?"
Suzuki Sonoko is a person who helps her relatives but not others. She judges others by herself and always thinks that others should treat her the same way.
"You actually want to arrest me..."
Fortunately, she now has a high emotional intelligence and can understand that Mr. Munakata Reiji is helpless as a civil servant. However, because he is still a willful person at heart, this understanding is ultimately limited. Not taking her anger out on him directly is already a great progress. Naturally, the expression on her face is full of unhappiness.
——This expression is similar to the indignation of kindergarten children when they get together and argue with each other: Am I good to you, or are they good to you?
——Since it’s me, how can you stand on their side?
——You traitor!
Although no one was arguing or talking loudly, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense because of Miss Suzuki's humming.
However, Mr. Munakata Reiji was blocked for a lot of words, but he did not pursue the intention of Miss Suzuki to obstruct the (superpower) police from enforcing the law. Instead, he silently touched his sleeves and suddenly lowered his head to look at the young Vongola leader.
Tsunayoshi Sawada squatted on the mat with a confused look on his face.
Reborn, he winked at the teacher. Why was he suddenly looking at me so terrifyingly?
Of course I think you're in the way...
Reborn looked thoughtfully at the Blue King's fingers that curled up and then loosened: In this situation, any man - no matter whether the next plot develops into coaxing or quarreling - will definitely not want an annoying person to stand here.
So... do you want to leave first?
After all, lovers quarrel irrationally, and they won't deliberately hold grudges against each other. The only ones who get caught in the crossfire are the annoying onlookers. It's not worth it to create a rift with the king just because they see the other person lowering themselves to appease others...←_←
Out of the last bit of conscience of the alliance, Reborn took a closer look at Miss Suzuki's expression.
Ms. Suzuki seemed to have forgotten Qing Wang's previous question and had no intention of explaining who XANXUS was. She puffed up her cheeks and looked very angry.
It seems that in Miss Suzuki's heart, this king is the kind of person who can lose his temper without restraint and without worrying about the other party's intolerance...
Very good, Reborn thought: Originally, no matter whether it was quarreling or coaxing, there were generally only two results: [applauding for love] and [being beaten for love]. However, looking at the current character settings, let alone being beaten and injured, they don’t even need to worry about whether Miss Suzuki’s physical purity will be endangered.
Then the baby kicked Sawada Tsunayoshi on the back of the head and said, "Let's go first, stupid Tsuna. The matter of the Pillar Tower has nothing to do with us foreigners."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man with glasses turned his eyes away nonchalantly.
Sawada Tsunayoshi: ...
Tsunayoshi Sawada: Why did I suddenly feel much more relaxed?
However, Miss Sonoko had no intention of sympathizing with the young boss's mental health. She quickly gave him an Erkang hand and said, "Wait."
She still didn't give up and asked, "Didn't you say you would help me fight against the Einzbern?"
Reborn held the brim of his hat and said indifferently, "For the Vongola at this stage, the Ring War is the most important thing. If we want to confront Einzbern over this, Miss Suzuki must at least marry XANXUS and become a true son-in-law of the Vongola."
Suzuki Sonoko frowned and recalled the tall, strong and super fierce XANXUS, then looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi who had a sad face and was not even as tall as her, and she was hesitant to speak.
"How...are you so sure he can win?"
As she pointed her finger at Tsuna out of doubt, the king's calm but scrutinizing eyes once again fell mercilessly on the young Sawada-kun.
Reborn looked at her flawless, puzzled, serious face and wondered, "Are you an undercover agent sent by Varian? Why are you so willing to draw hatred for Tsuna?"
Then he blinked and calmly threw the pot back.
"Are you so sure XANXUS can win?" the little baby exclaimed adorably, "It seems that Miss Suzuki really wants to marry Tsuna."
——Rather than my foolish apprentice who was innocently caught in the crossfire, please focus on your evil fiancée, Mr. Munakata Reiji.
Unfortunately, before Reisi Munakata could react, Junto Gokudera exploded first.
"You have no taste, woman," the gray-haired boy slammed the table angrily, "How can a guy like XANXUS compare to the tenth generation? The tenth generation is the strongest!"
Reborn: ...
Reborn: How many idiots do I have under my command?
Reiji Munakata looked at Junto Gokudera curiously, as if he was distracted by his magical focus. He no longer used his eyes to oppress the minor who dared to hug a girl casually (Sawada-kun: You got it wrong...), but instead threw his trump card at Sonoko in a good mood.
He said, “This is what the president meant.”
The president refers to Shiro Suzuki. This is what he called his father-in-law during the three months when he was a son-in-law in reality but not in name.
As expected, Yuanzi's attention was immediately diverted.
"You mean my dad?"
Ms. Suzuki, who had the label of "obeying adults", hesitated for a moment.
Five minutes later, the Vongola members were still waiting in front of the store for the car sent by Cerbero to pick them up, but Miss Suzuki had already boarded the helicopter heading to the Imperial Pillar Tower with an unhappy look on her face.
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The Yuzhu Tower is the headquarters of the Golden King Clan "Hitokiin" and the absolute center of national power. There are many masked strange people coming and going.
However, because it was late, Yuanzi did not see the legendary King of Gold after arriving.
She was sent to a luxurious bedroom, and there was even hot water in the bathroom. When Sonoko came out of the shower, she lazily squatted on the sofa and took out her cell phone, but found that only the registered terminals in the tower could be used, and ordinary cell phones had no signal at all. After careful study, it seemed that she could use the relay device in Urahara's shop to call Soul Society.
However, she didn't have the phone number of anyone in Soul Society.
So it's still boring...
The girl was wearing the standard yukata provided by Fei Shiyuan, the kind with old-fashioned blue and white thick stripes. She was curled up in a ball on the low Japanese-style sofa that looked like a cushion, and she looked very ungraceful.
Her fair arms drooped down bonelessly, looking like a transparent white snake against the dark blue fabric. The phone in her palm had an inorganic black screen.
The girl's hair was wet, and the overly long ends were tangled up in a ball due to her unruly posture, leaving a dark stain on the back of the sofa. A lot of it was lodged in the gap between the side of her neck and the pillow, and then hung in the air along the curved edge of the sofa. The longest strand was only an inch away from the carpet.
When Reiji Munakata pushed open the door of the room, a drop of crystal clear water slowly emerged from the end of the curly hair, and then fell with the frequency of the door shaking, silently seeping into the carpet, leaving a small dot of unusual color.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Suzuki Sonoko, who was originally curled up on the sofa drying salted fish, immediately turned her head to look over, as sharp as a cat that has awakened its wildness. However, after seeing who the person was, she fell back with a gloomy look.
Almost childishly and deliberately, she began to turn over, ready to leave her back to this annoying guy who had just walked in.
Unfortunately, in order to lie down comfortably, she had moved all the pillows on the sofas in the living room to her side. The tossing and turning made such a loud noise that the small armrests that came with the three single-seater sofas fell to the ground with a crackle. When Miss Suzuki completed her feat of hitting someone from behind with great momentum, not only was her hair even more messy, but the yukata belt that was pulled into a knot happened to be entangled around her calves.
The skin that was tied was very painful.
So she couldn't help but hiss and make a sobbing sound.
Reiji Munakata stood by the door for a long time. After hearing the noise, he sighed as if in compromise, and the fingers that had been gripping the door handle finally relaxed.
"Garden."
The young man's voice was plain and straightforward, but if you listened carefully, you could still discern the helplessness hidden deep within.
"Are you the villain who complains first?"
What did you say?
Miss Suzuki, whose eyes were blurred with tears due to the pain, pulled the strap on her leg in an indecent posture. She had obviously forgotten that she was still angry. She looked at him with red eyes and a confused look.
never mind……
Reiji Munakata also stayed in the Onohashi Tower tonight. He seemed to have just taken a shower. He was wearing a loose white shirt with the cuffs rolled up near his elbows. The sleeves at the collar were tied loosely, and the fabric of his pants looked very soft.
The man closed the door, took off his shoes, walked slowly to the round rug in front of the sofa and sat cross-legged.
So Yuanzi no longer had to twist her head to look at him, and quickly lay back down to fiddle with her belt.
Munakata watched her twisting in front of him for a long time, pushed his glasses, leaned forward on the sofa, threw away the pillow that was in the way under her waist, hooked his index finger on the strap that was stuck by the pillow zipper, and patiently tied a knot.
As soon as his hand touched her, Yuanzi, who had her back to the man, immediately became obedient: She was the one who was in pain, there was no need to be hard on herself, it was good to have someone to help her!
However, the body surface temperature of Suzuki Sonoko, who did not blow dry her hair after taking a shower, was destined not to be too high. But for Reiji Munakata, who was a psychic, his body temperature was constant at a value slightly higher than that of ordinary people.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but even though it didn't touch her skin at all, Yuanzi could feel the temperature seeping through her from a distance of about a knuckle, making her feel itchy all the time, shivering and wanting to run away.
"What are you hiding from?"
The young man's voice seemed calm, but where Sonoko couldn't see, her repeated attempts to avoid him had already made Munakata frown.
Before she could subconsciously struggle again, the cloth on the card was untied with a clear click. Before Yuanzi could turn over, the man's palm accurately pinched her ankle and pulled her over.
"pain!"
Yuanzi kicked his hand away, sat cross-legged on the low sofa, grabbed a pillow and hugged it to her chest, resting her chin against the linen fabric and groaned viciously.
Munakata then silently released his hand.
Yuanzi's kicks had no skill and had almost no effective killing power. However, he was a little out of control because of his previous bad mood. Now that he let go of his hand, he could see a glaring red mark on the fair and delicate ankle.
Reiji Munakata's eyes flashed, and he recalled the names he had heard before. He rubbed his fingertips slowly, and surprisingly did not seem to want to comfort her.
——But the anger seemed to have subsided a little.
This result was somewhat beyond his expectations, so in order to distance himself from this feeling, he brought up another topic.
"Why are you lying here?"
Suzuki Sonoko puffed out her cheeks, clearly refusing to talk to him.
Reiji Munakata ignored her and picked up the towel she had thrown on the coffee table. He lifted up her messy hair and slowly wiped it piece by piece.
He seemed to be very patient. He first wrapped it with a towel and pressed it, then rubbed it gently to absorb the water. When he came to the part that she had rolled into a ball, he loosely gathered his five fingers together and slowly and gently unrolled it a little bit at a time.
For a long time afterwards, the room was unusually quiet except for the sound of fabric rubbing against each other.
Suzuki Sonoko felt very comfortable having her fur stroked, but after a while, she twisted her neck naturally and couldn't help but wonder: What was I angry about before?
Before she could think of anything, the man's wet palm gently touched her cheek and Munakata said, "Turn your head a little."
Sonoko said "Oh" quickly and turned her head to make it easier for him to wipe her hair. Then she thought for a moment and replied, "There's not even an internet connection. I'm just too bored."
Munakata paused holding the towel, realizing that she was answering the previous question.
This discovery left him stunned for a long time.
It lasted so long that Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but lower her head and raised her hand to push his shoulder: "Munakata, what's wrong with you?"
Reiji Munakata then came back to his senses, pushed his glasses up as if to cover up his mistake, and lifted her hair again and rubbed it slowly.
Before, he was her teacher, and later, he became her husband. Because of the age difference, status difference, or the subconscious influence of his parents and culture, Reiji Munakata was very tolerant of Suzuki Sonoko and treated her well without asking why.
If Sonoko gets angry or upset (she actually gets stuck in a rut easily), Munakata rarely asks why, but instead simply chooses to coax her directly.
Suzuki Sonoko was also a very easy person to coax. At that time, the girl was not even in high school and was half a head shorter than she is now. She could nestle completely in his arms. If she got upset (such as missing a TV program), he would just pat her on the back and it would be fine after a while. His attribute of "making her smile in your arms in a matter of minutes" really made people feel a sense of accomplishment, so much so that Reiji Munakata didn't care when or why Sonoko got upset.
As long as you keep holding her in your arms, she will always be happy in the end.
From then on, in addition to responsibility or cultural concerns, it was Reiji Munakata himself who had the desire to always make Suzuki Sonoko happy.
So he would never lose his temper with her again.
But just now——
The man's eyes tilted slightly, and his gaze rested on the girl's ankle, which was still slightly red.
——He clearly pinched her and hurt her, and his behavior made her feel scared, but when he really didn't say anything, she would instead carefully pay attention to whether he was angry.
——It turns out that if he was a little more assertive, Sonoko would compromise.
The liberal arts man who lacked experience in love put down the towel in his hand. At this time, Sonoko's hair was almost half dry. Under her puzzled gaze, Reiji Munakata bent his thumb, rubbed the curve of her cheek, and slid it under her earlobe.
There was a small wound there, as if a small object like a stone had scratched a layer of skin. Although there was no bleeding, it was deep pink. When the rough fingertips touched it, Yuanzi took a low breath and unconsciously shrank back.
"Does it hurt?"
A calm male voice asked as if he was unaware.
Yuanzi bit her lip and thought for a while: "It's okay." Anyway, with her body type, this kind of small wound will heal quickly, and it will probably be gone when she wakes up tomorrow.
Munakata Reiji then asked, "How did you do that?"
Suzuki Sonoko rolled her eyes. "There was a pretty psychopath who went through so much trouble just to pat my head. The process was so rough that I ended up getting a little hurt."
She touched the wound carelessly, and sure enough, she felt the pain prick her again. She frowned and muttered to herself, "Maybe it was scratched by a small stone that broke out?"
"What about the others?"
"Let's go!"
Sonoko seemed to recall a point that was worthy of her indignation. "I met several abnormal people tonight, and the dinner was full of twists and turns. Finally, a group of magicians appeared. For the sake of strategic alliance," she gritted her teeth righteously, "I guess I can't settle with the Vongola anymore."
At this point, she muttered a lot as if she had suffered a great loss, and finally sighed bitterly, muttering how angry she was, how angry she was, what a mess this was, if Vongola refused to pay, she would really lose everything...
Munakata stroked her hair calmly, seemingly casually saying, "Isn't marriage the prerequisite for the Vongola to abide by the agreement?"
"well?"
"Arcobaleno said, marry that Xanxus." He tilted his head and thought for a moment. "I think Sonoko agreed quite readily."
Yuanzi thought to herself that this was clearly a strategic compromise. I don't want to marry someone who is more arrogant than me!
"So... who is XANXUS?"
This was the first time he repeated the question.
Speaking of XANXUS, I was too young when I met it, and my impression of it was too shallow. I didn't know how to describe it for a while.
She was still thinking about the words with a bitter face when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her ears!
In fact, the pain was not severe. When the skin was scratched, the pain and itching accounted for about half and half. However, Yuanzi was a spoiled girl who could not even eat bitter things. Even this little bit of awkward pain made her waist tighten, and her whole body straightened up and she wanted to hide backwards.
Then a hand appeared silently on her waist.
Reiji Munakata effortlessly held her in his arms and pressed her down, seemingly unaware of Sonoko's reddened eyes. He gently rubbed the darkening pink scratches, "Have you thought it through?"
He asked again: "Who is XANXUS?"
Suzuki Sonoko was obviously shocked by him.
With the gentle caress on her ear, the sharp pain before was like an illusion, and only numbness and itchiness remained. But as long as Reiji Munakata's fingers stayed near the wound, that magical sense of crisis was beating and almost bursting Sonoko's nerves!
She even held her breath without realizing it, and kept her eyes open for a long time without daring to blink hard.
Munakata seemed to be reminded of something by her reaction, and he relaxed a little slightly. He leaned over and gently touched her eyelashes with his lips.
Yuanzi couldn't help blinking, and the tears accumulated in her eyes overflowed from the corners of her eyes like scraped-off frost, leaving two lines of water on her cheeks.
Tears fell on Sonoko's own forearm, and the cold touch instantly brought her attention back.
Suzuki Sonoko breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Munakata's face carefully - she always felt that Reiji Munakata, who was kissing her eyes at this moment, seemed much closer than the one who suddenly pressed her wound in the previous moment.
This timid and confused expression is very cute.
Munakata couldn't help but pat her soothingly with his hand on the back of her waist, and patiently asked the same question for the fourth time.
"Who is XANXUS?"
Suzuki Sonoko sniffed, feeling a little like the grievance she felt when she was scolded by her uncle when she was very young. However, the man's fingertips gently rested on the area just below her earlobe, and the residual pain still reminded her of Munakata's firm rejection of this question.
"I can't remember clearly," she answered aggrievedly and a little annoyed, "He was someone I met when I was a child, the son of the Vongola family. I only went to Italy to play with him when I was a child, and I haven't seen him since then!"
Mr. Munakata Reiji seemed to have remembered something and patted her waist gently. When Sonoko looked back at him with drooping eyes, he asked politely, "It's the 'local' who taught you to speak Italian...
"Um."
Reiji Munakata didn't know what he was thinking, but the hand on her lower back started to pat her from time to time. Sonoko felt the skin was hot and a little itchy from being rubbed by him. She wanted to move but didn't dare, so she could only poke his shoulder with her fingers.
"Munakata," the girl's voice was soft and cautious, and she twisted her waist to signal him, "Can you let go?"
Munakata looked at her expectant face and showed no intention of giving up.
"And what about Yato?"
Almost the moment their eyes met, Sonoko blinked with precision to avoid the gaze, then picked at her fingers and said unhappily, "It's a deity that formed a bond with my uncle decades ago. He's now our family's guardian deity. The Suzuki family's recent ancient building project was built in his honor."
"The god of Takama-ga-hara?"
"Um."
"What about Hei Yin?"
His hand gently stroked the hair beside her ear, and his knuckles brushed against the small wound. Yuanzi shuddered as if she was seeing something suspicious.
The man sighed, spread out his bent palm, and gently touched her face. The lines of his palm carried a peaceful and warm warmth: "Don't worry, it won't hurt."
Yuanzi rolled his eyes secretly and thought to himself, if you don’t press it, it definitely won’t feel any pain!
However, Munakata-kun was a little scary, and her instincts were completely too strong to complain about it.
Munakata Reiji placed his palm against her face and, looking into her eyes, repeated, "Where's Kurone, the one who said he wanted to pick hydrangeas for you?"
Yuan Zike naturally lowered his eyes, sniffed at the right moment, and replied slowly, "That is the artifact of the guardian god."
"Divine Artifact..."
The man paused. "Dead soul?"
Yuanzi pursed his lips even more reluctantly: "Soul!"
"He's the Soul Society's deputy Shinigami you asked me to let go. Due to some accident, he became our family's guardian deity. I caused him a lot of trouble before, so we got to know each other after I apologized."
The Blue Sovereign still had an impression: "Kurosaki Ichigo?"
Sonoko nodded obediently: "Yes."
——I don’t know whether this was a subconscious behavior driven by intuition or she just had this talent, but Suzuki Sonoko avoided calling out the two people’s names directly in front of Munakata from beginning to end, and even unconsciously chose a relatively simple statement that could be said to be avoiding the important issues.
And from beginning to end, he never really met Reiji Munakata's eyes.
In the layers of banned memories, another tall man with wide-sleeved, double-breasted clothes seemed to have taught her something face to face. Before Sonoko could figure it out, she subconsciously felt that the expression that might appear uncontrollably when she talked about Yato and Ichigo was probably something that Munakata really didn't like to see.
So she naturally avoided it.
Thinking of this, Miss Suzuki felt aggrieved again.
Although Munakata Reiji was a halfhearted ex to her, they had been together for so long, and judging by the division of regions, he was definitely someone she could trust. But then suddenly this happened...
However, I didn't get angry for seven seconds, and a sigh came from my ears.
Sonoko subconsciously looked up at the person who sighed, and was naturally stunned by his handsomeness.
Reiji Munakata had just taken a shower, and he was wearing a casual shirt without a tie around his neck. His hair looked a little fluffier than usual. He was clearly dressed in a relaxed manner, completely different from his usual style, but perhaps it was his expression and aura that enhanced his handsomeness, which was far calmer and sharper than when he was working. Handsome people... were creepy.
But it’s really beautiful.
When Suzuki Sonoko gave up using her intuition to feel whether this man was dangerous, she was instantly made to clutch her clothes in front of her chest by his sharp handsomeness, and then took a deep breath to relieve the tension. Because the two were very close, she couldn't help but rub her eyes.
—and then used all her lifelong eyesight to determine whether the warm color she saw in the white shirt was the base color of the shirt or the skin color showing through the shirt.
Waves of emotions surged in her mind, and at one moment, Sonoko couldn't help but recall the moment when her heart beat faster because of Urahara's hormones. Then she suddenly realized: Reiji Munakata's hand was still on her waist.
Just a thin layer of cloth.
So she held her breath helplessly and her whole body tensed up.
——It’s much softer now than when it hurts.
The moment he met her eyes, Reiji Munakata didn't know what he saw in them, and was also stunned for a moment. Then the hand on her lower back gradually exerted force and rubbed it. Sonoko was pulled forward, and finally she was almost half-squatting on the edge of the sofa.
It's too close.
In the intervals when her mind was madly shocked by the beauty, Sonoko thought with eyes full of obsession: She and Munakata are too close.
Suzuki Sonoko accepted some of Munakata Reiji's behavior well, thanks to the three months when they almost got married. During that time, the two of them basically lived together, and Munakata Reiji would even change his clothes in front of her.
But at that time, the only thing missing between them was the formality of confirming their engagement.
Now what?
Just like she suddenly realized that Ximen liked her, Sonoko's lack of common sense and carelessness continued after the end of the engagement, mostly due to the intentional or unintentional objective cultivation of her previous fiancés. Although Suzuki Sonoko had lost her memory at this time, she had at least taken a long political course.
Her confused mind struggled to turn, and she stared blankly at the pair of deep blue eyes in front of her. Suddenly, she realized: they were no longer an engaged couple. Hugging like this...
No, it's not just the hugging, even the distance between us when we met before... isn't there something wrong?
However, the next second after realizing the truth, Sonoko's brain had lost the ability to think.
The young man had long and slender eyeliner, clean eye corners, and heavily pressed eyelashes. He looked simple and gentle, but the breath on her cheek was indeed scorching.
Reiji Munakata almost pulled her off the sofa. Although his face was still almost expressionless, the moment he straightened up and leaned forward, Sonoko seemed to see the vortex of air created by him, a kind of momentum contrasted with the slowness.
This kind of oppression was not like the sense of crisis that made Yuanzi's nerves jump at the beginning. Instead, as his breathing got closer, she involuntarily lost the ability to move.
I may be a little excited, Suzuki Sonoko thought to herself, I know I am excited, which proves that I am still calm.
Then the man's hand slid down his shoulder and finally pinched the flesh on the back of his hand.
Goose bumps instantly appeared on Yuanzi's arms.
The involuntary trembling started from the back of her hand and numbed half of her body as his fingertips moved along. Yuanzi's breathing paused and even her pupils unconsciously contracted.
Reiji Munakata seemed completely unaware of her bright eyes—or perhaps even if he noticed, he didn't care—as he slowly and leisurely hooked her index finger and gently lifted it upwards.
He instructed her, "Take off my glasses."
The last time Suzuki Sonoko heard him speak in this kind of imperative sentence was two years ago when he was asked to "copy this calligraphy five times."
While she was thinking about all these things, she raised her arm according to Munakata's strength. Only then did she realize that even her fingertips were trembling. She was shaking so much that even when she touched the metal frame, her sense of touch, which had been dulled a hundred times, felt like she was touching air.
Reiji Munakata kept looking into her eyes.
Suzuki Sonoko cursed in her heart that her hands were useless, and then she watched Munakata bend his fingers, hold her hand in his palm, and help her take off the glasses.
Click.
Or perhaps it was some other duller sound, the metal frame of the glasses hitting the thick blanket, and Suzuki Sonoko tried hard to look away.
However, her body was too upright to bear the consequences.
As Reiji Munakata's projection slowly enlarged in the depths of her pupils, his warm breath lightly hit her face. Sonoko was dizzy and was picked up from the low sofa by him. She sat in the man's arms almost face to face.
The bony white palm slowly rested on her erect neck. The girl's skin was as white as an ice cream cone with cream. When every texture of the palm touched her skin, the cold flesh would slowly melt in his palm.
Yuanzi's breathing frequency was prolonged without her realizing it. She subconsciously tilted her neck to rub the palm of her neck, and unconsciously hummed in subtle anticipation and excitement.
The galaxy turned upside down, the tide returned, and the pupils that were blue to black closed silently.
The faint scent of tea spread over the lips, and Yuanzi's mind was as messy as paste. When her nose rubbed against the other person's nose, she suddenly realized: this tea scent came from the other person's breath.
The temperature on her lips made her whole face feel like it was burning, and Reiji Munakata's voice came into her ears through the thick curtains.
It’s the same imperative sentence as [copy the calligraphy three times].
He said, "Open your mouth."
There were a bunch of butterflies flying around in Yuanzi's mind, until the fragrance of tea seeped into her lungs through her mouth and came out of her nose with intermittent sticky breaths. Only then did she realize belatedly in the gaps between licking and kissing: Oh, she really did it just now.
So, the girl squinted her eyes and said "hmm" slowly. Is this a French kiss?
She gently bit the tip of the other person's tongue that was almost touching her palate, and took a sticky breath at the moment when Munakata suddenly collapsed. Then her whole body seemed to be thrown in the air and shaken, and then she was pulled completely into the man's arms. Her knees rubbed against the carpet, and she seemed to press down the glasses that Munakata had thrown on the ground while shaking.
In the interval of taking a breath, the man stepped back a little, smoothed his hair in an orderly manner, and then gently kissed her lips again.
"Sonoko..." His voice was a little hoarse: "You don't seem to hate this?"
——Why should I hate it?
Wow, it feels so good to kiss! She couldn't help but want to lower her head and rub Munakata's face: You are so beautiful, why should I hate this?
She thought so in her mind, and her eyes expressed it directly: the girl's lips were almost pressed into a deep red, her cheeks were pink and her eyes were slightly drunk, but her eyes were still open and straight, twinkling like falling little stars.
Overflowing with a pure, almost blatant sensuality.
Munakata breathed a sigh of relief calmly, then pinched her waist with a strength that was inconsistent with his calm movements and pulled her into his arms again. When Sonoko was almost sitting on his waist, he slowly pressed her down and kissed her again.
In the wet intervals, Sonoko thought dazedly that her day had been quite eventful: a quarter of an hour ago she was planning violently to bully men and women and drive the Tōsaka family's jewelry store out of business, but the day ended with her kissing her fiancé in a strange place.
——My fiancé whom I haven’t seen for a long time, and whose name I’ve almost lost count of.
The author has something to say: For me, it’s the 28th until dawn...
Reborn: I think even if they quarrel, we don't need to worry about the purity of Ms. Suzuki's body.
Reiji Munakata: ...Oh.
Sonoko was timid because Munakata was one of them, and she would have jumped up and attacked anyone who dared to touch her wound (even if it was just a scratch).
But the ending of the last chapter made me feel that the director had to do something, so now I want to put him in the supporting role column...
I said a long time ago that the heroine of this novel is not suitable for driving, and I also said that if I drive, the object must be the director. Well, I hope I can write the excited Sonoko normally.
But I really want to drive a real car!!! Is it normal to write so much and then not have a car next?! Will I get beaten if I just write "turn on the lights" in the next chapter?
However, according to the director's personality, it is normal for him to turn evil and teach Yuanzi a lesson temporarily, but he is essentially a rational person and can't do things that go with the flow. So after the kiss, he will probably start to coax Yuanzi to sleep, and even help tuck in the corners of the quilt when he leaves. ←_←
Or I'll let Ichigo jump out halfway with the hydrangea ←_←
My head is so full of memes that I want to create an account on POPO, but that’s all I can do on Jinjiang.
If you don't want to read the love line and buy this chapter, please don't leave a message to tell me, I have made a note in the content summary, and you don't read the summary and buy the part you don't want to read. Don't leave a message to say that the author dragged the plot, I thank you [bow
Finally, as usual, I would like to leave a message. Good morning everyone. (づ￣ 3￣)づ
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