I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

A square low table was placed in the middle of the balcony, with a pot of wine and a small wine glass placed on it. The aroma of wine wafting from it faintly filled the calm air of the guest room.

"Um……"

Putting on a clean yukata, Tomoko Suzuki picked up the small glass filled with wine and drank it in one gulp, then slowly exhaled a breath with a strong aroma of wine.

The full moon was reflected in her eyes, still with a vague aftertaste.

Tomoko Suzuki put the wine glass back on the table, suddenly closed her eyes and lay back without warning.

Half a second later, a solid chest from behind caught her firmly.

Tomoko Suzuki didn't even need to open her eyes to confirm the identity of the owner of this chest. She just raised her right hand and touched the boy's chiseled face as if it were a blind man touching an elephant literally.

"It's really satisfying."

The next moment, her hand was held by someone.

Then came Serabel's usual lazy voice from above.

"How can you start talking drunken words immediately after taking a sip of wine? Even if you want to say something drunk, you should at least take two more sips or wait for a while, right?"

"...Drunken talk?"

As if she heard something funny, Suzuki Tomoko raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

She Shi Shiran opened her eyes, her right hand broke free from Serabel's restraints without any effort, and playfully pinched both sides of the young handsome boy's nose.

"It's not drunk talk, it's the truth."

"Um--"

Sera Bell pondered for a moment without comment.

Speaking of satisfaction, he really satisfied Mrs. Suzuki in the past three hours. If nothing else, the large amount of water he added afterward was enough to prove this.

“It’s satisfying in every aspect.”

Perhaps it was due to the fatigue in her body that even Suzuki Tomoko's mentality relaxed. When she spoke, her usual style as a consortium wife disappeared, and was replaced by a bit more laziness... and coquettishness?

Suzuki Tomoko let out a slight groan, put her hands on the ground to support her as she sat up, turned around while sitting on her side, and then leaned forward again.

The two were facing each other like this, Serabel looked down, and Tomoko Suzuki's face was reflected in her brown eyes.

"...You're still confused, aren't you?"

Tomoko Suzuki lowered her head to look at the boy's hands, which were still placed indifferently on her sides. She was the first to break the silence. The yukata on her left shoulder slipped slightly as she changed her movements, revealing her fair and delicate collarbone and shoulders.

She stretched out her right index finger and poked Serabel's lips.

"I know very well that even if you have done such a thing, Sera-kun still cannot understand why a dignified consortium wife would suddenly do such a thing."

"Well... I can guarantee that everything I say next is the truth, but there are two answers in total, one is public and the other is private. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Tomoko Suzuki was quite honest and made her attitude clear when she first came up, and by the way, she also gave Serabel a chance to choose.

Serabel thought for tenths of a second: "Before the public."

"really."

Suzuki Tomoko smiled as expected, but there was no malice.

"But this is easy to say. Do you still remember what I said to you before? With the power of the Suzuki Consortium, it is not difficult to find an ally with outstanding abilities, but it is difficult to find an ally with outstanding abilities that can be [-]% trustworthy and trustworthy. It’s like ascending to heaven.”

"In fact, even so far, the Suzuki Foundation is only firmly established in Tokyo. Even in the Kanto area, it cannot be said to have an absolute dominance. What's more, to the west, there is Ooka, known as the 'Kansai Suzuki Family' The Kansai faction headed by the family, because of this title, they always want to infiltrate into Kanto and suppress our Suzuki Consortium."

"As my daughter, Sonoko will be the future leader of the Suzuki Consortium. I cannot leave her safety to someone who cannot be 100% trusted... But Sera-kun, you are the only exception."

Tomoko Suzuki raised her lips and pointed.

Serabel's eyes did not blink: "It sounds like you know me very well, Mrs. Suzuki."

"I don't understand."

Tomoko Suzuki shook her head.

"Although I don't know if you, Sera-kun, have noticed it, but to be on the safe side, I did set up a few tests and summarized your character, Sera-kun."

"For example?"

"For example, you don't care much about money, but you attach great importance to your family and have a sense of responsibility. You will definitely do what you promise, and you will not casually hook up with girls... Although this last point is also the most troublesome to me. , I originally wanted you to get closer to Sonoko, but I didn’t expect that you didn’t treat her as a beautiful girl at all.”

Tomoko Suzuki said she had a headache, but she couldn't help but have a smile in her eyes.

"And if I don't do this, and if things continue to develop normally, Sera-kun will sever cooperation with the Suzuki family after he solves that mysterious organization, and the Suzuki family will lose a powerful and credible ally. .”

Yes, Yu Gong's reason is very simple, he just doesn't want this cooperative relationship to end.

"What about private?"

Although he could probably guess it, Serabel decided to ask.

"In private?"

After gently uttering these two words, Suzuki Tomoko's eyes were filled with admiration, and she pursed her lips and smiled softly.

She didn't answer immediately. She just picked up the wine bottle from the low table and filled the only wine glass. She filled her mouth with the moonlight, then turned around and kissed him.

There was no turning point or foreshadowing, but it was so smooth, and the lips matched perfectly.

Tomoko Suzuki closed her eyes, grabbed the lapel of Serabel's yukata with her delicate white fingers, and drank the mellow and slightly spicy wine little by little through word of mouth.

It wasn't until every drop of the wine was vomited that Suzuki Tomoko reluctantly let go.

The moment he opened his eyes, an almost undetectable silver light suddenly appeared in the air.

The music was reflected in the sky, and the wife's eyes were still as gentle as water.

"Is this enough?"?

Chapter 196 Mrs. Suzuki’s legs are sore today

The last night in Izu before the end of summer passed like this.

Time flies and it’s the third day of travel.

Just like the common three-day and two-night tour groups, the travel plans of Serabel and others are actually similar.

For example, most of the first day was spent on the way to the destination. Once we got there, we settled down in our accommodation, and then we could walk around in the evening and it was almost over.

The next day was about letting go and playing. I started getting high in the morning and stayed high until I went to bed at night.

On the third day, I basically packed up my luggage, checked to see if there was anything I hadn’t played or bought in time, and after a little checking and filling in the gaps, I was almost ready to go home.

And since the second day is usually more fun, I usually don’t get up too early on the third morning.

The same was true for Serabel. When he opened his eyes and woke up the next day, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

The dazzling sunlight shines in through the screen window of the balcony that was not closed before going to bed last night, and along with it, waves of heat seep in.

Don’t wake up early in the morning and be in barbecue mode...

Unable to help but complain in her heart, Serabel decisively lifted the quilt, sat up, and came to the balcony door.

Looking down, he saw that the jug and small wine glasses he had drank with Tomoko Suzuki last night were still on the low table.

Serabel had no choice but to drag the low table into the room together with the wine bottle and wine glasses, and then close all the screen windows and double sliding doors from the bedroom leading to the balcony, strictly blocking out the heat wave that tried to invade.

It's finally cool now.

However, just as Serabel was yawning and thinking about whether to lie back down and take a nap, she heard a rustling sound behind her.

"Haha~ Good morning, Sera-kun."

Looking back, I wonder if the sound of dragging and sliding the door just now was too loud. Tomoko Suzuki also lifted the quilt and sat up.

It seemed that because she had just woken up, there was still a bit of laziness in her voice after last night's fierce battle. She was rubbing her eyes with one hand in a daze, and the other hand was pressed against Serabel's sleeping head as a support. On the floor.

"Good morning Mrs. Suzuki, did you wake me up?"

Serabel said as she returned to her original position and sat down.

When Suzuki Tomoko heard herself being addressed like this, she shook her head helplessly.

"Why do you still call me madam..."

But she immediately raised the corners of her mouth again, and came closer regardless of the loose fly of her yukata, and gently touched Serabel's face with her fingertips.

"Well, it doesn't matter, just call me Sera-kun as you like, and calling me madam seems to be a different kind of fun..."

Tomoko Suzuki paused for a moment, and the fingers that touched her cheek suddenly slipped down, pressing the boy's shoulders, using this to close the distance, and her voice became low and muddy.

"Should it be called, sense of betrayal?"

Before she finished speaking, Serabel's arms wrapped around Tomoko Suzuki's waist.

Following the inertia, they both fell into the quilt again.

However, this lingering ended before it could officially begin, because there was a knock on the door from a certain hairband lady urging her to get up.

"Mom? Sera-kun? Are you guys up?"

……

As mentioned above, most of the morning of the third day was spent checking and filling in the gaps in the travel plan.

After having the last Izu meal of the trip at a restaurant near the hotel, it was time to return home and start our journey.

It's still a familiar time, a familiar place, and a familiar hot weather, but the platform where I'm waiting for the bus has been moved to the other side of the road.

"So hot……"

On the platform waiting for the bus, Sonoko took off the sun hat on her head and fanned herself while looking around to see if the bus was coming. She didn't forget to complain to Conan Ran next to her.

"It's a pity to say that this trip is a bit of a pity. I didn't even get to eat at the night market food stalls in Izu. It's a pity~ It would have been nice if we could have stayed a day later, even if we had left tomorrow morning."

"Impossible..."

Xiaolan couldn't help but sigh when she heard her friend's complaints.

"Have you forgotten? Yesterday was the last day of summer vacation. We were supposed to report to school today to get new books. If it were one day later, class would officially begin."

"Please take leave."

Miss Yuanzi looked proud.

Xiaolan was completely helpless: "Isn't it too much to ask for leave on the first day of school..."

Then she seemed to remember something and turned to Conan next to her.

"By the way, Conan was supposed to report for registration today, so the new books for the new semester..."

Before he finished speaking, Conan quickly waved his little hand: "Ah, sister Xiaolan, don't worry, I've asked Yuanta and the others to help with those."

"That's it."

Here, Conan Xiaolan was still chatting about new books for the beginning of school, while Yuanzi over there quietly turned his attention to his mother.

In her impression, her mother has always looked like a perfect consortium wife outside, with elegant conversation and impeccable manners.

But why does this stance look a bit awkward today?

"mom……"

"what happened?"

"Uh, it's nothing. It's just that you don't seem to be standing right, Mom. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere in your body... Well, your face does look quite rosy."

Yuanzi covered her mouth and asked in a low voice.

Tomoko Suzuki smiled after hearing this: "I don't feel uncomfortable, my legs are just a little sore. Maybe I walked too much while shopping yesterday."

"My legs are sore..."

Yuanzi reluctantly accepted this statement, but she still had doubts in her heart.

You must know that in her impression, her mother has always been trained to maintain physical fitness. In theory, her physical fitness is better than hers. She also walks so much that her legs are not sore. Why is her mother's legs sore? ?

Strange.

In this way, the bus back to Tokyo arrived at the platform on time, and the four of them got on the bus with their luggage.

Coincidentally, just like when we arrived, there were still only two seats in each of the last two rows on the side of the door left in the car.

The silent understanding allowed Serabel and Suzuki Tomoko to decisively choose the last row, while Xiaolan sat in the penultimate row holding Conan and Sonoko.