Chapter 112 The fiancée is cheating!

"All men must die——"

The deep and cold voice calling for life echoed in my ears.

Ionuma Isao didn't run away, nor did he look scared, he was even a little curious.

People who often encounter ghosts should know that the more afraid you are of ghosts, the more they can restrain you.

But if you act bravely, the ghost will suspect ghost birth.

As the saying goes, as long as you are brave, female ghosts can take maternity leave... Ahem, Iinuma Isao has just seen a ghost for the first time. Naturally, he doesn't know the messy plot of the book. He just has something to rely on to keep his mind calm.

"All men must die——"

The terrifying and horrifying sound of the resentful spirit was like sand passing through glass.

It's like nails scratching a blackboard, so harsh.

Ionuma Isao couldn't help but get goosebumps. He suppressed his discomfort and looked at the ghost. After a long time, he nodded seriously: "I see, this is really a hanged ghost."

"?"

The resentful spirit's mind is filled with questions.

Is this the point?

The point is that I am a ghost, not what kind of ghost I am!

Taking advantage of the moment when it was in a daze, Ionuma Isao took out his mobile phone, raised it high, and turned his back.

The camera focuses on the resentful spirit and himself.

"Click~"

Took a group photo.

Wraith: "?"

It feels that its dignity has been seriously challenged.

"All men must die -" it roared, and stretched out its hands to grab the boy's neck.

"Wait a minute!" Ionuma Isao took a step back, "Let me send it to Moments first."

Open the photo you just posted and post it on Instagram.

[I just finished taking a shower and when I opened the door and came out, I found a hanged resentful spirit at the door. What should I do? Waiting online, quite urgent. 】

In the photo, the young man had just taken a shower, his face was rosy, and his hair was still dripping with water.

Next to him, there was a very light white shadow, but it was completely unclear what it was.

The resentful spirit was dumbfounded by his operation.

After posting on Instagram, I quickly received many replies. He is indeed the most popular boy at Higashi Maizuru Academy.

[Male or female? 】This is Yongze’s reply.

Ionuma Isao replied quickly.

【female】

[Are you dressed? 】

【wore】

[Tear off your clothes and let me see the difference between a wraith and an ordinary girl]

【go to hell】

[I quite like the Wraith! 】Yongze added a heart emoticon.

Iinuma Isao replied: [Although XP is personal freedom, I still recommend you to see a doctor]

Below, the big sports committee member in the class replied: [The personal qualities of my classmates make me heartbroken. You will embarrass the Yamato nation! Well, please ask Ionuma Isao-san to take a picture of the bottom of your skirt, I want to see it too...]

Kizuki Koshota: [Is it true? Why can't I see the wraith? 】

Idiot Teacher Reiko: [Are you playing a new horror game? 】

Short-haired teacher Midoriko from the Physical Education Department: [@丽子, you are a student who thinks about messy things all day long. I suggest you be sent to a nursing home. 】

Mom: [Hahahahaha...]

There are so many people, and only my mother is gloating about her misfortune, which shows that she is really her biological child.

Ionuma Isao had completely given up hope on these people.

But just when he was about to draw the knife to kill the resentful spirit, his phone dinged, and the angel sent a private message.

[Angel: Generally speaking, if you haven’t channeled the spirit yet, you can’t see the resentful spirit. Unless someone specifically lets you see how hated you are, how much fun you have as soon as you enter the door. 】

[Xun: Let’s get down to business, what’s the best way to deal with this kind of thing? 】

[Angel: Don’t look at each other, don’t communicate, don’t entangle. 】

[Xun: It’s too late]

[Angel: The resentful spirit has resentment in its heart. You can try to influence it and make it become a Buddha and transcend. But this is difficult...]

[Xun: Is physical influence okay? 】

[Angel: ∩_∩Guess whether I want to physically influence you? 】

Hey, kaomoji?

Angel is so cute~

[Xun: Stop talking, it’s floating over! 】

[Angel: Open the video and let me observe its origin]

Ionuma Isao quickly switched to the video call interface.

"All men must die——"

As the resentful spirit regained its composure, a gloomy wind suddenly blew in the room.

The air whirled, and doors and windows banged against each other.

Iinuma Isao thought about it for a while, took out the bamboo knife and held it in his hand. He held the mobile phone in the other hand and muttered: "This young lady who lost her life before we even met, in fact, you don't have to be so paranoid at all! Even if you are betrayed by a heartless man, Just because you cheated doesn’t mean that all the men in the world are heartbroken..."

"All men must die -" the resentful spirit continued.

"I know you have resentment in your heart! Let me give you a hug and comfort you..."

The resentful spirit refused to give up: "All men must die——"

By this time, the air had become bitingly cold, and Ionuma Isao's eyelashes were covered with frost.

This kind of rereading Ji, how can it influence people... He felt that it would be a waste of time to talk anymore, and he didn't care whether it would be wiped out and unable to be reincarnated.

He put away the bamboo knife and took out the demon knife given by the bird mother.

"All men must die——"

The sharp and shrill roar sounded again.

It seemed that it had accumulated enough anger. This time, it not only roared, but also moved.

Bang!

There was an explosion of air.

The white silk ribbon was shattered.

The resentful spirit hanging on the door instantly fell to Iinuma Isao's eyes.

--So fast!

There was a distance of more than three meters between the two. It flashed and teleported over.

It is indeed a supernatural power.

With a chill, the resentful spirit floated over.

Its face was horribly livid, its appearance completely unrecognizable, and its long swaying red tongue danced like a long snake.

After floating in front of the young man, its fingernails swelled sharply, and it said its only line: "All men must die..."

Then, those hands firmly pinched Ionuma Isao's neck.

The speed is so fast that even if the mind's eye talent gives a warning, there is no way to avoid it.

The cold fingertips of Wraith touched the skin, and the touch was soft and cold, like putting a popsicle against your face in the summer.

I've almost mailed it, and I'm still in the mood to feel this. I really deserve to be a great time traveler...Ionuma Isao remained calm in the face of danger. Just a second before Miss Wraith was about to strangle his neck, he shouted loudly: "How dare you?" What assumptions are made about my gender?”

"Eh?"

The resentful spirit was stunned.

"Pfft~"

The angel on the screen was amused by him again.

"Man, man..." The resentful spirit floated in front of Ionuma Isao, his hands wanted to pinch, but he was not sure about pinching. The scarlet blood in his eyes flickered in and out, as if he was undergoing a subversive baptism in his heart.

It shook stiffly for a long time, and finally, it said the second sentence: "How can you not be a man?"

Iinuma Isoyoshi started the magical exchange with righteous words: "First of all, although my physical characteristics are male, I am a transgender, and I think I am a woman in my heart! However, because I have transvestism, I only wear Men's clothing! And, I am gay, so I like women who are like me! At the same time, I am also a vegetarian and environmentalist, against urbanization and the use of fossil energy! Finally, I have depression, you have to kill me , I’ll have an attack right away!”

"Goo~"

The wraith swallowed air.

Oops, my head feels so itchy, I feel like my brain is about to grow...

"Axun, there is a problem." Huacheng Iori observed the unusually vivid expression on the face of the resentful spirit through the screen, "General resentful spirits can hardly retain their intelligence and only act with a breath of resentment. This resentful spirit , there is obviously a remnant of intelligence like a human child, and it should be the will of the person who is controlling it, exerting a little influence on it. If you look for it, you can find the person who is going to deal with you..."

"okay!"

Ionuma Isao raised his hand.

There was a flash of red light, and the demon sword was unsheathed.

"Buzz!"

The blade trembled.

The air in the entire bathroom became tense instantly. Ionuma Isao's hand holding the knife felt a surge of blood.

There seemed to be an evil thought coming from the blade, invading his body along his arm, trying to turn him into the sword's puppet... This sword lived up to its reputation as a demon sword!

He held up the demon sword and swung it at the resentful spirit.

The blood-colored rainbow struck down like thunder and lightning on the shoulders of the resentful spirit.

"what--"

The resentful spirit let out a shrill howl.

With only a little intelligence left, it knew how powerful the knife was, and quickly turned around and drifted outside.

Ionuma Isao picked up the red kimono and chased after him with his sword.

The sky outside the house was already very dark.

The setting sun hanging in the west has completely set behind the horizon.

Without the illumination of the setting sun, the entire backyard suddenly became gloomy, as if a netherworld filter had been turned on.

The resentful spirit floated out from Mrs. Qingji's villa and drifted to another luxurious villa.

Ionuma Isao chased him to the door.

"Hey, you're not allowed in!" A maid stopped him at the door and shouted, "This is Mrs. Makoto's residence!"

"roll!"

Ionuma Isao swung his sword.

The maid was forced to get out of the way and watched with horror as she rushed in with a knife.

She couldn't see the wraith.

In her mind, it was the young man who rushed into Mrs. Zhenzhi's yard with a knife, so she instinctively started shouting: "Come here, kill someone, someone is going to kill Mrs. Zhenzhi..."

In an instant, servants from several nearby courtyards rushed over.

Chasing the figure of the resentful spirit, Ionuma Isao walked through the hall full of Showa atmosphere and turned into the corridor.

The resentful spirit disappeared in front of a room door.

He stepped forward and pushed it, but the door was locked.

"brush!"

A flash of red light.

The entire wooden door split into two halves instantly.

The people hiding inside were startled and looked towards the door.

The young man's body was stained with a shimmering light, and his long sword looked like blood.

"You, who are you..." The man was in a panic and quickly used his momentum to cover up his guilt. "This is the residence of Mrs. Zhenzhi. I don't care who you are. It's a big crime to just break in!"

Ionuma Isao looked at her carefully.

This woman with a gloomy face and a fierce look, judging from her aura and attire, is obviously a managerial leader.

Being stared at by him, the steward was frightened for a while.

Especially seeing the suit of clothes in his hand, which seemed to be the physical evidence of his crime, made her extremely nervous.

The legs hidden in the kimono were trembling slightly.

Ionuma Isao saw her guilty conscience, so he was not in a hurry to find a place, but blocked the door with a knife.

"You, you..." The steward didn't understand what he was going to do, so he could only hold on to the status given to her by Mrs. Zhenzhi and yelled: "If you don't leave, I'm going to call someone!"

While talking, several other maids also rushed over.

Seeing the steward and the boy confronting each other at the door, no one came forward to ask for a while.

The more people there are, the bigger the issue will be.

The steward secretly thought that something was wrong, and walked out with a gloomy face: "I have to pick up Mrs. Zhenzhi, and I don't have time to mess around with you! Get out of the way -"

Ionuma Isao swung his sword over.

The steward who wanted to rush out was immediately forced back.

"You, you..." She blushed with anger, looked at the maid next to her and shouted, "Fuck him, hold him down!"

Several maids looked troubled.

The other ladies’ maids are fine and can ignore this order.

But when the maid in this villa heard the order from her immediate superior and looked at the knife in the young man's hand, her face turned pale with fright and her legs were trembling and weak.

"What happened!"

From the other side of the corridor, a cold voice came.

Upon hearing this voice, a look of panic suddenly appeared on the steward's face.

Ionuma Isao looked sideways.

Two women are walking this way.

The leading girl appears like a princess.

The bright red kimono showed a beautiful color in the dim light, burning like fire; the embroidered belt around the waist was coiled into a bow, the cuffs were embroidered with wisteria flowers with black thread, and there were small golden cranes flying in the clouds on the skirt.

Such a gorgeous kimono did not overwhelm the owner, but only enhanced the beauty of the owner.

The fiancée dressed up in a costume made the dim twilight seem to be illuminated.

Following the fiancée was a butler wearing a skirt uniform and a pair of slender, round legs.

Although her feet were wearing stiletto heels, the housekeeper walked quietly, like a beautiful snake silently approaching its prey.

Before the two of them arrived, the maid and steward here bowed respectfully and saluted: "Hello, Miss! Hello, Orihime-sama!"

Hatsukano Kaguya still looked like she was not interested in anything. She completely ignored the greetings from the maids and went straight to stand next to Ionuma Isao.

"Have you taken a shower?" Iinuma Isao smelled her fragrance.

"Hmm~"

The girl nodded slightly.

Her gorgeous black hair was tied back with a hairpin, and her delicate and bright face looked at him.

The fair face, paired with the red kimono, is like the cherry blossoms blooming in the dark, so beautiful that it is intoxicating.

She wasn't going to ask anything, so the housekeeper stood up, glanced around and looked at Ionuma Isao: "What happened?"

"Here, this." Ionuma Isao raised the kimono in his hand.

Orihime looked confused.

But the boy's eyes seemed to have something to say.

She understood and leaned over, her ear close to his.

It's so comfortable to communicate with smart people.

Iinuma Isao lowered his voice and told the butler what happened.

After hearing this, Orihime glared at the steward with sharp eyes.

"Lord Orihime..." An ugly smile appeared on the steward's face.

The eyes of all the maids also fell on the butler's face.

In the Hatsukano family, Lady Orihime has always been known for her unselfishness. Anyone who makes a mistake, whether a servant or a clan member, will be punished by her.

Because she was fair in dealing with things, no one had any grudges against her.

But now this matter obviously cannot be handled according to the previous situation.

The party who may have made a mistake is, after all, the steward of Mrs. Zhenchi’s villa.

And Orihime is from Mrs. Kiyohime's camp.

If the punishment is imposed rashly, it may provoke a dispute between the two ladies...

Even the maid could see such a complicated situation clearly, let alone Ionuma Isao who caused this situation.

Orihime looked at him meaningfully.

The young man came to the door aggressively with a knife and made the whole thing a big deal, but when she came over, he did not make the matter public. Instead, he handed over all the secrets and the scale of judgment and sentencing to her, allowing her to make the final decision.

Among them, his meaning is very obvious: I did not come to this house to be bullied, so if I have any grudges, I will avenge them as soon as possible! But after all, I'm just here for the first time, and I don't want to cause trouble for Aunt Qingji right away, so please help me settle this grudge!

He can also test how supportive his wife is to him.

Scheming, yet calm enough.

In her heart, the housekeeper couldn't help but think highly of the young master.

"Why did you secretly change the young master's clothes into this set?" Orihime took the kimono and opened it.

Several maids looked over and covered their mouths in shock.

This is obviously a lady's kimono, and its bright red color is not even worse than the one worn by the young lady.

Hatsukano Kaguya glanced at the kimono and secretly put it on her fiancé, imagining how beautiful it would be...

Facing Orihime's questioning, the steward broke into a cold sweat, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief inside. She only talked about secretly changing clothes and did not mention the resentful spirit, which showed that Mrs. Qingji did not want to make things worse... She lowered her head and said respectfully: "Because the young master is so handsome, I want to see him. Do you look good in women’s clothes?”

Orihime said with a sullen face: "Who allowed you to make your own claims!"

Very good, let’s make a decision directly. Let’s take out Mrs. Zhenzhi first and then talk about it.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." The steward maintained a respectful and humble attitude, "I think the young master is so handsome, he will look good in women's clothes, so I am a little obsessed..."

"Is that just this?" Orihime locked her cold and ruthless eyes.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." The strong pressure made the steward's knees weaken and he immediately knelt on the ground, "Yes, I am jealous of the young master's appearance..."

Orihime asked expressionlessly: "What else?"

"Also, I want to use this to humiliate the young master and let everyone see him make a fool of himself..." The steward gritted his teeth and admitted straightforwardly.

"You really embarrass Mrs. Machichi!" Orihime said coldly.

The steward, who lowered his head, quickly calculated in his mind that he couldn't resist Orihime alone, let alone the young lady who was still watching from the side.

We are all human beings and it is impossible to see through what is going on behind the scenes.

After a moment of hesitation, the steward, who was kneeling on the ground, moved his knees awkwardly to Iinuma Isao.

"Please forgive me." She knocked her forehead to the ground.

Orihime looked towards Iinuma Isao, her eyes flickered slightly, and she said softly: "How do you want to punish her, Master?"

Ionuma Isao thought to himself, isn't she testing me too?

So, he immediately bowed slightly towards the housekeeper: "I am a foreigner. On impulse, I rushed into Mrs. Zhenzhi's courtyard with a knife. This is already a heinous crime. I'm lucky that you don't punish me. How could I have the nerve to overstep my bounds and exercise the power of punishment on your behalf..."

These words are so humble and polite that no one can find fault with them.

Kaguya Hatsukano held back her laughter. If she hadn't known how arrogant he was, she would have been fooled by his acting skills.

The unknowing maids, looking at him, were still thinking that he was so handsome and so polite, they really envied the lady's luck.

Orihime also looked deeply at Ionuma Isao, glanced at the closet in the room inadvertently from the corner of her eye, and announced loudly: "This matter will be left to the family dinner tonight for Madam to decide in person! Everyone, please leave."

The housekeeper spoke, and the maids had no choice but to leave.

After everyone left, the steward sighed with relief.

At the family banquet in the evening, Mrs. Zhenzhi will be present and will definitely say a few words to help him. The punishment will definitely not be too severe. After all, Mrs. Zhenzhi also acquiesces to his actions...

The steward slowly got up from the ground.

After closing the door, she went to the closet and left the cabinet.

When she saw the half-cut wraith in the cabinet, she showed a distressed expression, and she didn't know if it could still be used to scare people.

"Whoo~"

Suddenly there was a dark wind in the room.

"Ok?"

The steward instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Gluck cluck-"

The resentful spirit in the closet stretched out its pale hands and strangled her neck.

In an instant, the feeling of lack of oxygen, suffocation, and swelling of the body's blood vessels quickly broke out all over him.

The steward was completely unable to break free and could only let his consciousness gradually darken...

Come out of Mrs. Zhenchi's annex and walk back to Mrs. Kiyohime's annex.

In early summer, it was after seven o'clock in the evening, and the sky finally turned dark.

The lights were all on in the backyard.

In this vast land, the pavilions are connected and the beams are shining.

"Master Xun, your hair hasn't been blown out and your clothes haven't been changed yet. If someone from the separated family saw it, they would think that the young lady has found a fiancé who doesn't understand etiquette." Orihime said, suddenly stretched out her hand and held it. Iinuma Isao's hand, "It's very late, I will personally serve you."

Hatsukano Kaguya glanced at the housekeeper in surprise.

In her impression, except Aunt Qing, no one was served by the housekeeper, and even she, the eldest lady, was not so lucky.

Faced with the young lady's doubts, Orihime replied calmly: "Master Xun is here for the first time, and he has been provoked by his servants. I am worried that his mood will fluctuate, so I want to take the opportunity to comfort him."

"This guy is mentally ill." Kaguya Hatsugano curled her lips.

Although she felt something was wrong, although the housekeeper was a servant, she was actually an elder who had watched her grow up. She couldn't say much, so she could only nod: "Hurry up, I'll wait in the tea room. I'll wait a minute." Ask Axun to come over and accompany me to the banquet hall."

"Yes, miss!"

In the corridor, Orihime grabbed the young master and walked to the other side.

Ionuma Isao looked back.

The light in the courtyard shines through the leaves, casting the shadows of many young leaves on the young lady’s head.

Maybe it's because the light isn't bright enough.

He suddenly discovered that the lady's head was green.

Ionuma Isao was led into an empty, bright room with a red carpet on the floor.

There is a crystal chandelier above the head, and there are three huge wardrobes in the room. The dressing table is on the side by the window. On the shoe cabinet a little to the right, there are all kinds of lunch boxes, oh no, women's shoes.

There is a sweet fragrance floating in the air.

Orihime turned on the light, opened some windows, and pushed him to the dressing table: "Please sit down."

Ionuma Isao sat down with a straight face and said nothing.

The bright yellow light falls from the top of the head, illuminating the texture of the log dresser and turning it into beautiful amber, making the vision hazy and ambiguous.

Orihime picked up a boxwood comb with her left hand and smoothed his hair with her right hand: "Master, your hair is a little long."

Ionuma Isao said nothing.

My mother cut my hair. I have been in Tokyo for three months and haven’t had it cut yet.

Orihime put down the comb and took out the hair scissors from the drawer: "Shall I give you a trim now?"

Ionuma Isao still didn't speak.

"Master, are you having trouble?" Orihime bent down behind him.

She looked through his back and looked at his face reflected in the mirror.

His hair, which slightly covered his eyes, was not yet dry. It hung on his handsome face as if it had been moisturized by water, showing a sense of delicacy that could make any woman feel happy.

Even though Orihime had seen a lot, her heartbeat couldn't help but beat a little faster when she admired this face up close.

But the young master still ignored her.

"There's really nothing I can do about you..."

The housekeeper smiled with a headache, turned to the front, and looked at the young master from the front.

She has a pair of eyes with complex pupil patterns, like two ambers. If you look closely, they will remind you of a cat's pupils.

Staring at her seemingly magical eyes, Ionuma Isao remained silent.

The expression on his face was as if the housekeeper owed him a lot of money and had yet to pay him back. She wanted to stink as much as she wanted.

Suddenly, he felt a little itchy on his ankle.

Looking down, he saw a black high-heeled shoe gently rubbing against his ankle.

The shoes were slightly tilted, and the angle was just right to reveal the red soles... Oh, Iinuma Isao's little heart began to beat faster than expected.

Hip-hugging skirt, black stockings, black and red high heels...

Literally doing a striptease on his fetish.

Her calves were itching, and her heart was itching as well. She wished she could just lift her up and let her red soles rise to the sky.

Orihime stood in front of him, bending slightly, her cat pupils staring at him.

Supporting the body with one foot, the toe of the other foot circled the young master's ankle and rubbed it back and forth a few times, then walked up the young master's calf and attacked his thigh...

This combo of moves caused the young master's body to heat up and his blood flow rate to more than double.

The ambiguous teasing made the young master suspect that this was a conspiracy - the scheming butler tried his best to seduce the young master while he was still innocent and immature, and successfully got pregnant with the young master's child, thus becoming the master and marrying his former master. Mother and sister match each other.

Ah, this, this is so bloody!

Don’t let bad housekeepers succeed!

Ionuma Isao moved his legs away calmly.

However, the housekeeper's little feet glided over like a flexible snake and wrapped around him affectionately again.

The toes were raised slightly, the red soles rubbed the young master's calves, and the pointed stiletto heels poked his insteps from time to time.

Ionuma Isao felt so comfortable that he was bubbling with pleasure from being poked by her.

This feeling of being unable to stop made him suspect that he was also a jerk.

"Master, are you still having trouble?" Orihime's eyes sparkled, shimmering silently.

Ionuma Isao looked up at her face.

The kind light of the crystal chandelier made her face look radiant.

Those eyes with strange pupil patterns are even more blurry.

For a moment, Ionuma Isao felt that he seemed to have seen a cat, or a cat demon.

Orihime's high-heeled feet were still rubbing against his calves, and her slender white fingertips were passed over, tapping his lips ambiguously.

Those pupils were like a cat preparing to do bad things. She said to him in a cold voice: "As expected, the steward has been killed by the evil spirit. Are you satisfied with the explanation I gave you?"

Iinuma Isao nodded: "Quite satisfied."

"Through this matter, I want to convey one thing clearly to you."

As she spoke, Orihime lowered her gaze, the expression on her delicate and cold face remained unchanged, and her white and warm fingertips continued to gently touch his lips: "In this family, Madam will support you unconditionally, even if the other three Madams You won't hesitate to kill them all. So, if you want to repay Madam's love, how do you repay it? First of all, you must listen to me, the housekeeper. After all, I am also Madam's best friend..."

Creatures like best friends are the best at stealing food!

...If you don’t believe me, watch Huacheng Xingzi.

The way Iinuma Isao looked at her was quite meaningful.

Judging from her appearance, her face is very cold, but looking at her elusive eyes and plump lips, you can tell that the energy in her body is still very strong.

Orihime lowered her gaze, her chin slightly close to the bridge of his nose, and stared at him with a malicious look.

The caressing of the toe of her shoes, the subtle movements of her fingertips, the rounded neck line and her hair bun reflect the magical light like tungsten filaments, and the cat-like pupils are also rippling with diffuse light, making her look particularly coquettish.

If you continue to look at it, your consciousness will seem to be sucked in by her eyes...

Ionuma Isao quickly looked away and looked out the window.

The windows were half-open, and bright light poured onto the foliage of the courtyard.

The light could not reach the leafy depths, and it seemed as if a faint cat meowing passed through the darkness and reached my ears.

"cat?"

"Yes, it's a cat."

Orihime's cold face slowly approached him, almost biting his ear and letting out a meow.

"Meow~"

The sound is out of tune and is undoubtedly an auditory hallucination.

"Okay." Iinuma Isao bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up and ordered: "Cut your hair!"

"what?"

Orihime's eyes flashed with shock.

The young master was not tempted by her spirit, and his mind was so strong, which was beyond her expectation.

In response to this, Ionuma Isao sneered and thought proudly: When you have a yandere mother who wants to stun you every moment and then take possession of you forever, your mental and willpower will definitely Been tempered to be extremely powerful.

Orihime took out a piece of cloth and wrapped it around his body starting from his neck.

“You don’t need to trim too much, just a little touch up to show off your brows.”

After the words fell, the scissors started.

"Click! Click-"

Cutting quite quickly and skillfully.

The weather is getting hot, and Ionuma Isao has long wanted to cut his hair shorter, so he doesn't feel bad that his hair is getting shorter.

I looked at myself in the mirror quietly. I got bored and my eyes wandered everywhere.

The decoration of this room is very elegant, and the smell is very comfortable. It is Aunt Qingji's dressing room and dressing room...

His eyes turned around and returned to the mirror.

The boy inside had his bangs that slightly covered his eyes cut short, revealing his refreshing eyebrows.

Look at this face, how nice it is.

With this face, there is no reason to be unconfident.

After being narcissistic for a while, my eyes wandered again.

This time, I looked out the window. A flash of white caught my attention. I took a closer look and saw that it was the Sunny Doll hanging on the eaves.

The little doll is given the important task of summoning the sunny sky.

And the magic talisman on it is used to protect against evil spirits. This mansion is not that clean...

"Don't move."

Suddenly, two cold and delicate fingers gently pressed his face, straightening his gaze.

Ionuma Isao looked at himself in the mirror again.

In my ears, I could hear the gentle breathing of the housekeeper. It seemed that she was very close.

Only barbers with average skills would get so close to customers.

But the butler's skills were obviously very good.

Ionuma Isao guessed in his heart that this might be another test for him by the butler.

After a while, Orihime walked around to the front of him and began to thin the hair on his head.

Their faces were so close that they could hear each other's breathing clearly.

Iinuma Isao found it very interesting and asked: "Aunt Kiyohime asked you to test me. Did you say what you would do if you couldn't bear to eat me, or if I couldn't bear to eat you?"

Orihime concentrated on cutting his hair: "Don't think about this kind of thing."

"why?"

"Madam has a strong desire for control and will never allow others to get involved with you."

"I mean what if."

"If so, um..."

Orihime's eyes dropped slightly, and she said calmly: "I have been with Madam since I was very young. Let alone men, I have never had much contact with male animals. If you can make me unable to control my desire to eat, or If you have the ability to eat me, then you are the only man I recognize."

After saying that, she put down the scissors and picked up the hair dryer.

He opened his hand and blew it into his palm for a while. After confirming that the temperature was moderate, he held the hair dryer in one hand and gently twirled his hair with the other.

She was still facing forward, with her waist slightly bent.

The full curvature of her chest bulged forward, almost touching Ionuma Isao's nose.

The clothes seemed to touch his senses.

The life of a capitalist young master is really good... As Iinuma Isao sniffed the scent of her body, the tip of his nose began to itch.

Just when he couldn't help but sneeze, the butler turned off the hair dryer, said "Okay", then opened the closet on the side and took out a men's kimono.

Ionuma Isao was a little surprised.

This is Aunt Qingji's room, but there is a cabinet of men's clothes.

...They should all be his.

He quite liked this meticulous preparation.

"Master, please get up." Orihime returned to the mirror and said, "I will help you get dressed."

Although Ionuma Isao had been poor since he was a child and had never been served, his confident attitude prevented him from being shy in any situation, so he stood up naturally, opened his arms, and let the butler serve him to dress himself.

As if she were serving a lady, Orihime slowly put on his undergarments, running her small white hands across his body.

He took the opportunity to pinch various muscles on his upper body.

"Please hold your hands up straight."

The housekeeper helped the young master put on the undergarment and kimono, fixed certain positions with straps, carefully smoothed the wrinkles of the clothes, and put a black feather fabric on the outermost part.

Finally, she knelt down, let Iinuma Isao lift his feet, and put on white socks and a brand new pair of clogs for him.

Very respectful.

"Master, it's ready."

"How does it feel?"

"It's very beautiful." Orihime's eyes lit up.

"To what extent?" Ionuma Isao opened his hand, took two steps in front of the mirror, and looked at the deer family crest on his chest.

Orihime said sincerely: "I'm afraid that Mr. Guanghua is not even half as good as you, young master."

"Haha~"

Iinuma Isao laughed cheerfully and turned around to go out.

Two seconds later, he poked his head back and said, "Hey, how to get to the teahouse?"

"Go straight along the corridor and reach the lakeside area. The first Japanese room is there."

"Are you coming?"

"I still need to change my clothes."

"Okay, I'm going to find Kaguya first." Iinuma Isao waved his hand and disappeared out the door.

In the quiet room, the coldness on Orihime's face gradually dissolved.

Touching her delicate cheek with her fingertips, she seemed to remember something and smiled like a scheming cat demon: "If you want to be my man, let's see how capable you are..."

(End of this chapter)

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