Tokyo: Starting from staying with my mother’s best friend

Chapter 11 The angel who has nothing but beauty and wisdom
After Huacheng Xingzi went out, the huge house became increasingly deserted.

Ionuma Isao came to the atrium carrying a bamboo sword.

The courtyard of Huachengzhong is very large, with a large cherry tree in the middle, a pool on the left, and a flower field on the right.

The edge of the flower field is the edge of the teahouse.

The so-called Enzai is an open corridor found in traditional Japanese houses, where the family can sit together and watch the scenery.

In front of the sliding door of the tea room, Iinuma Isao sat cross-legged and looked at the old cherry tree in the atrium.

The sky was gloomy, the red weeping cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and clusters of flowers were like light pink umbrellas floating in the air.

A gust of wind came.

The cherry trees trembled, petals fell, and the wooden corridor was covered with petals.

Ionuma Isao meditated like an old monk in samadhi, entering a meditative state.

My mother once said that there is spiritual energy between heaven and earth. You can sense the spiritual energy while meditating and achieve extraordinary things... It sounds wonderful, but after 15 years, apart from feeling hot in summer and cold in winter when meditating, Iinuma Isao has nothing else for the time being. Feel.

But he still persisted.

After all, meditating before practicing swordsmanship is a very ritualistic and formal thing.

At this time, the rain and clouds opened, revealing the faint morning light.

The morning sun shines on the wet lawn and cherry blossoms, reflecting the sparkling shadows of water droplets.

This scene is very good!

Ionuma Isao slowly exhaled a breath.

He just got up to practice sword practice when he suddenly heard footsteps.

Turning around, he saw Angel standing five meters away, his slender brows slightly furrowed and in a state of hesitation, as if he was considering whether to say hello or just leave.

Iinuma Isao stood up cheerfully and said hello: "Hey, Angel-sama, you're up."

Huacheng Iori took a step back instinctively.

Hey, what do you mean by backing off?
Facing the other party's surprised gaze, she said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, Iinuma-san, I don't want to contact you."

"What?" Ionuma Isao was stunned.

Huacheng Iori said seriously: "The thoughts in your mind just now will make kindergarten children laugh. I'm afraid that if I get close to you, I will infect the innocence and clarity in you, so I'm sorry."

"..."

Ionuma Isao's smiling face turned dark instantly.

'Is this a flat-chested venomous monster? '

In an instant, Huacheng Iori's face darkened visibly.

She narrowed her eyes and stared at Ionuma Isao as if threatening or murderous for five seconds, and finally turned around and left without saying a word.

"Huh?" Ionuma Isao shouted from behind, "You are only allowed to complain about me, but I am not allowed to complain about you? Such double standards are not good!"

Huacheng Iori continued to walk forward expressionlessly.

"You don't have any belly, but you still deserve to be called an angel?" Ionuma Isao continued to complain.

Huacheng Iori stopped and looked back at Ionuma Isao at the end of the corridor, with a meaningful smile on his face: "I don't mind at all!"

"Hey, you're not angry?"

"I have never encountered anything that can really make me angry." Huacheng Iori smiled and put a strand of hair behind her ears, with serious eyes. "If you can really make me angry, I will think more highly of you." You took one look."

"So you are pretending to be angry on purpose?" Ionuma Isao looked confused.

Huacheng Iori winked playfully and smiled at him: "Iinuma-san, your way of coaxing girls is terrible. I'm really curious about how you can make your aunt happy at your level. ?”

"You, a woman with nothing but beauty and intelligence, are you provoking me?" Iinuma Isao asked loudly.

Huacheng Iori suddenly covered the collar of his shirt with one hand and pressed the hem of the pleated skirt with the other hand. His eyes were wary: "Could it be that you have imagined some strange strategy game with me as the target in your mind?"

"You can obviously see through what I'm thinking, so don't frame me!"

"Ah, isn't there?"

"A little is nothing!"

The smile on Huacheng Iori's face became brighter, but there was a sense of danger: "Wait until you are no longer afraid of me, and then think about defeating me. Come on, don't fall so fast, after all, my charm , not even God can stop it.”

After saying that, she turned around.

Like a weightless ghost, it left lightly.

"I'm not afraid of you..."

"Okay, I'm a little scared. Who wouldn't be afraid of a monster who can see through your thoughts at any time..."

"How to defeat her?"

Ionuma Isao held the bamboo sword, and for a moment he felt at a loss as he drew the sword and looked around at a loss.Jian Xin is confused!
The wind blew through the yard, the cherry blossoms fell in colorful colors, and the old cherry tree looked at him quietly.

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In the evening, Huacheng Xingzi returned home.

In the company, she is still a calm and aloof female president, saving the Huacheng Building in crisis.

But as soon as she returned home, she felt dizzy in her mind. She leaned on the wall and closed her eyes, and it took a while to regain her breath.

She went straight back to the room and continued working on the documents. She only came to her senses when her stomach protested.

Night has come.

Outside the window, countless raindrops were pouring down without stopping.

After eating a tasteless bento at noon, Huacheng Xingzi was already hungry.

Ionuma Isao was cooking at this time.

Huacheng Xingzi sent a message to her niece and came to the front hall with her computer and files.

Light the fireplace and continue working at the table next to the fireplace.

When the fireplace burns, the flames bring heat to the room.

The widow's forehead was reflected red by the jumping flames, and there was a slight sound of footsteps in her ears.

"Aunt, are you looking for me?"

Huacheng Iori's soft voice sounded.

In the darkness of the night, her body was shrouded in soft firelight, like an angel floating in the air.

Huacheng Xingzi turned her head and looked softly: "The revenge of the red sea bream group should come next month. Let me talk to Axun and let him take you to my sister-in-law."

"Sorry, I refuse."

Angel is indeed an angel, even if he refuses bluntly, his voice is still beautiful.

"Iori, you have to be obedient..."

"I never listen to stupid things."

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes were slightly cold, she raised her voice, and was decisive. She could not refuse the order: "I am in charge of this family now! I told you to leave, so you have to leave!"

The aunt's emotions were suddenly aroused, which seemed to be expected by the angel.

"What happens after I leave?" the angel asked with a smile.

Her smile is very healing, and Huacheng Xingzi's cold expression has softened: "I will handle the adult's matters. You can just live with my sister-in-law with peace of mind..."

"The so-called adults will handle it, do you mean that you will turn into a sow and let others play with it?" Angel asked bluntly.

Huacheng Xingzi's body was shaken.

Being pressed by her niece, her aunt was in a mess and didn't know how to answer.

In the dull atmosphere, the angel asked his aunt in a calm tone and expression: "Do you want to end up like my mother?"

"……you know?"

"I know."

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi looked at her niece with complicated thoughts: "I'm sorry..."

However, her niece's gaze passed over her head without even looking at her face.

"The other party's purpose is to annex the entire Huacheng family, including you. Blind tolerance and compromise will not change the situation in any way. Aunt, don't have such wishful thinking. Even if you involve yourself, it will only delay the time of being annexed. That’s all…”

The angel said with a cold expression.

"Of course my aunt knows this..."

Huacheng Xingzi looked melancholy and murmured to herself: "But I still want to keep this family. Even if it costs me my life..."

The last part of this sentence trembled slightly.

——The lady’s voice revealed her determination.

The angel's eyes looked at the young man busy in the kitchen on the side of the hall, and said softly: "You can't change anything even if you try your best. It's better to stay quietly and let the capable people do their best..."

After saying that, she turned around and moved lightly.

Like no weight.

There is a spiral staircase next to the living room, and the angel walks up the stairs and disappears into the second floor corridor.

(End of this chapter)