Tokyo: My family's shrine is very large

The irritating words dispelled Nagasawa Huangquan's concerns, but she was very dissatisfied when she was called dry many times, and even temporarily suppressed her inner resentment. You know, although she dressed like a hot girl in school, she was also a famous beautiful girl and received no less than 50 love letters a year.

Nagasawa Huangquan pressed her proud breasts and muttered.

"My body is obviously of golden proportions, but he still says the size D is dry. I think he has a problem with his sexual orientation."

In the spring rain, an umbrella was obviously not enough to cover two people. Yuzuru Nagayama's clothes were completely wet, while Yomi Nagasawa sneezed several times and shivered. The wet clothes made him feel cold.

When the two stood in front of the main hall of the shrine, Yuzuru Nagayama suddenly asked.

"Tell me your story. Didn't a relative adopt you?"

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"Are you dumb? You are an ugly duckling, and you are disabled."

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Nagasawa Yomi just bit his lips and didn't say anything.

"whatever."

Only when Yuzuru Nagayama opened the door did Yomi Nagasawa answer softly.

"He wanted to rape me, but I refused and ran away. I couldn't call the police without evidence."

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Now it is Yuzuru Nagayama's turn to be silent. It is no wonder that his talent characteristics are refreshed when he encounters such a bad thing just after his whole family passes away.

Yuzuru Nagayama walked straight into the house without looking back, leaving only one sentence that made Nagasawa Yomi feel uneasy for a long time.

"You can stay as long as you want. If the shrine doesn't provide food, you'll have to make your own way or pay for living expenses. This meal is free for you."

If Nagasawa Yomi hadn't called out to him, he could have left it alone, but the fact that she called out to him proved that she wanted to save herself, and he didn't mind simply giving her a hand. After all, the victim was a beautiful girl with an A-level rating, and the key point was the A-level rating.

At this time, Fujiwara Iori who was in the house heard the door opening and shouted out of habit.

"Welcome back"

The clear voice suddenly stopped, and Fujiwara Iori stared at Nagayama Yuzuru and the beautiful girl behind him with wide eyes, pointing at the two of them, not knowing how to speak. A girl with her clothes soaked through, revealing the color of her underwear, and an equally embarrassed man, this scene awakened countless movie and TV clips sleeping in her memory.

Yuzuru Nagayama handed the materials to the distracted Fujiwara Iori and explained.

"This is the homeless person I just picked up. Iori, please help her arrange a room for her later. As for food and drink, she can take care of it herself."

"Oh, oh, bah, who are you kidding when you pick up a pretty tramp girl."

Fujiwara Iori put the dishes on the table angrily, as if she saw her husband cheating on her. A few hours ago, he threatened her by any means, and now he actually brought a beautiful girl home. This was really intolerable.

Seeing that Nagayama Yuzuru ignored him and just cleaned and rubbed his wet hair, Fujiwara Iori couldn't help but step forward and grab Nagasawa Yomi's hand and asked.

"Tell me if this man is threatening you or if he has any evidence against you."

Fujiwara Iori thought of how shameless Nagayama Yuzuru was when he was with her, and felt that it was very likely that the man in front of her would really do that.

Nagasawa Yomi looked at the two people in the room at a loss. According to their conversation just now, they seemed to be a couple or a couple. It turned out that he had such a mature and charming wife. No wonder she looked down on him. Although his appearance was not worse than Fujiwara Iori, his figure and temperament were much inferior to hers. The charming style of his every move was something that she, a girl with no experience in love, could not have.

In order not to destroy their marital relationship, Nagasawa Yomi answered truthfully.

"I was indeed taken in by Mr. Shenzhu because I was homeless. Thank you for your help."

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Fujiwara Iori's CPU starts to overheat and can't handle it for a while. It turns out that he really is the beautiful girl he picked up. This plot seems familiar. Is this a delayed relationship? A girl waiting for God? Or is there a secret?

Seeing that Fujiwara Iori continued to be at a loss and confused, Nagayama Yuzuru said lightly.

"Don't let your imagination run wild and don't worry about being outdone. I only want your body."

Such straightforward words made Fujiwara Iori blush on the spot. It was the first time that she was told that she was greedy for her body in front of other people. Nagasawa Yomi's expression made her even more upset, so the widow hurriedly ran back to the kitchen to start cooking.

Yuzuru Nagayama threw a towel to Yomi Nagasawa and let him dry his hair. At this time, he looked at his wet body again under the light and couldn't help but praise him in his heart. His height of 1 meters and his curvy figure were clearly revealed by the wet clothes. The two purple colors made people feel the temptation of wet body.

But that was it, Nagayama Yuzuru quickly turned his attention away and went about his own business. Speaking of which, Nagasawa Yomi's current state was like a time bomb. If he really took away her virginity, when she was truly possessed by the devil, she might become one of the targets of revenge.

According to legends, monsters like Prajna are transformed from women with deep resentment, such as Nagasawa Yomi.

Chapter 5: Hide and Seek of Shame

30 minutes later, dinner was finally ready. At the dining table, Fujiwara Shinie was happily eating the dinner made by her mother, holding a spoon in one hand and twisting the corner of Yuzuru Nagayama's clothes with the other hand, just like the old home.

Fujiwara Iori beside her also smiled as she looked at her daughter who had a good appetite. Her daughter had lost her appetite since a month ago.

Fujiwara Shinie picked up the meatball with a fork and raised it to Nagayama Yuzuru's mouth and said happily.

"Uncle, have some. These are my favorite meatballs from my mom."

Mama Meatballs? Weird name.

Yuzuru Nagayama ate it in one gulp, glanced at the married woman beside him thoughtfully and said.

"It's really delicious. How about asking your mother to cook for us for the rest of her life?"

"Yeah, I'm going to eat this for the rest of my life."

The suggestive words made Fujiwara Iori's chopsticks tremble a few times and the vegetables dropped. I don't know if it was because of the lighting or something else, but her delicate face suddenly became incredibly beautiful.

Across the table, Nagasawa Yomi was eating in silence. The interaction between the three people, like a family, reminded her of her parents. They had loved her like this when they were still alive, but now everything was gone. The culprit was the black-clothed figure that appeared when the house caught fire that night. It was the figure that took away everything from her. Hatred made Nagasawa Yomi bite the meatball hard and swallow it. She had to say it was really delicious.

While eating, Yuzuru Nagayama suddenly felt his sleeve being pulled tightly. He looked down and saw that Fujiwara Arata, who was happy just a moment ago, suddenly turned pale and leaned against him, muttering to herself.

"Xinhui, I don't want to play anymore, don't come to me."

Fujiwara Shin'e's abnormal behavior made Nagayama Yuzuru put down his chopsticks. He concentrated fully and indeed heard light footsteps and a boy's voice outside the house.

"Keep playing, keep playing."

Seeing the two people puzzled, Yuzuru Nagayama stood up and opened the door, only to see that there were no footsteps outside the dark room, let alone the figure of a boy.

Did it run away?

At this time, Fujiwara Iori realized what was happening and hugged his trembling daughter and asked.

"Yuzuru-kun, is this coming?"

Yuzuru Nagayama nodded.

"It is indeed here. This time, maybe it just wants to play with Xin Hui, or it may want to take her away directly. We can't guess its weird thoughts."

"God is hidden."

In supernatural stories, people who are taken away by ghosts are disappeared by gods. There are two fates for those who are taken away. One is to become food for the ghost, and the other is to become a member of the ghost.

Fujiwara Iori nervously hugged Nagayama Yuzuru's arm and begged.

"Yuzuru, I'm counting on you."

The huge and plump arms touched Yuzuru Nagayama's heart. The touch was indeed more amazing than the vision. However, even if Fujiwara Iori didn't ask him, he would do his best. He had already regarded the shrine and the hill as his own territory and would not allow the other party to come to his door.

Seeing that Yuzuru Nagayama did not respond immediately, Fujiwara Iori suddenly stood on tiptoe and bit him. The soft and cold touch made Yuzuru Nagayama stay where he was for a while.

With his black hair pulled, Yuzuru Nagayama gave a very serious guarantee.

"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you. After all, I still want to have your body. And you dare to take away my first kiss in this world today, so be prepared."

"First kiss?"

The sensitive words made Fujiwara Iori's face even redder. Thinking about the fact that the other person was younger than her, did it count as taking advantage of her?

The whole process was very difficult to understand for Nagasawa Huangquan, whose values ​​had not changed. If one only went by the content of their conversation, it was obvious that monsters had just visited, but as a top student, she did not believe in such things as gods and ghosts.

At noon the next day, under the scorching sun, Yuzuru Nagayama led the three people out of the shrine. The unexpected participants made him curious and asked questions.

"Nagaze Huangquan, you don't have to come with me."

Nagasawa Yomi changed into a blue short dress, revealing a pair of long white legs, and answered expressionlessly.

"In order to repay your kindness in taking me in, I will do my best to help."

Yuzuru Nagayama turned his head and looked at Fujiwara Iori, who he had told to wear long pants to cover her plump lower body. He knew without asking that it was she who told the other party.

Fujiwara Iori said weakly.

"One more person means more strength. Huang Quan took the initiative to request this after she heard the whole story."

Well, since she wants to help, let her do it. She can just replace me.

"If you really want to help I suggest you put your pants back on."

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Soon the four of them arrived at a cemetery a few blocks away, which was their destination for today.

The cemetery is not big, with less than a hundred tombstones erected. Those who can be buried here are all residents nearby.

I don't know if it's because the cemetery has a very negative energy or for other reasons, but several crows on the trees stare at the living people who walk into the cemetery with their red eyes. If it weren't for the scorching sun, the crows and the cemetery alone would be enough to stop ordinary people in their tracks.

Fujiwara Shinie felt a slight chill, and her petite figure hugged Nagayama Yuzuru's thighs and shivered.

As soon as he entered the cemetery, Yuzuru Nagayama felt a vague gaze, but when he looked around, he still couldn't find the red figure that Shinie mentioned. It seemed that it really regarded the cemetery as its own nest.

Yuzuru Nagayama said to the two nervous people.

"It's time to start, let's play hide and seek."

"hide and seek???"

The two women stared at each other in amazement. They had not heard in advance that the so-called help was actually hide-and-seek.

Yuzuru Nagayama squatted down and touched Fujiwara Shinie's head and explained.

"Xinhui encountered the weirdness because she was playing games in a cemetery with a group of children, so you should also play games in the cemetery to see if you can attract it out."

According to Fujiwara Shinie's account, a group of children played hide-and-seek in the cemetery without knowing the taboos and attracted the monster out. Then, under the surveillance of the monster, only the injured children could stop the game and leave the cemetery. Fujiwara Shinie was the unlucky child who stayed until the end and was marked by the monster.

"This this"

Fujiwara Iori hesitated and was unable to agree for a moment. As a mother of a 6-year-old child, it was already embarrassing enough to play hide-and-seek, and she would be too embarrassed to face anyone if she was seen playing in a cemetery.

Yuzuru Nagayama walked forward and looked down at his hesitant mother.

"Don't you want to?"

"Of course I am willing to do so for Shin-e."

Fujiwara Iori gritted his teeth and immediately agreed to take action. As for the remaining Nagasawa Yomi, he agreed on the spot after being asked only one question.

"Didn't you say you would come to help? If you don't want to, you can leave now."

"I will definitely do what I promised."

So the two girls played hide-and-seek in the cemetery, shuttling between the tombstones, which made the two adults feel ashamed. How was this different from the perverts with strange XP that were rumored?

In order to feel better, they can only silently pray that it is okay to blame others, and most importantly, don't let outsiders see it, otherwise if it gets out, they will be killed on the spot.

Yuzuru Nagayama has been watching everything around him. He has to be alert to any strange things that may appear at any time.

However, it must be said that the hide-and-seek game played by Fujiwara Iori and Nagasawa Kōizumi is very pleasing to the eye. Nagasawa Kōizumi's short skirt reveals her white beautiful legs as she climbs and runs, and Fujiwara Iori's proud and plump breasts keep bouncing, which is very fascinating.

1 minutes, 5 minutes, 10 minutes passed.

Chapter 6: Playful Ghost

The staged game of hide-and-seek exhausted both of them physically and mentally. When they were sweating, they finally felt a chill. Yes, the target appeared.

Only a hoarse boy's voice came into their ears.

"Keep playing, keep playing."

Nagasawa Yomi turned around suspiciously but did not find the source of the sound, while Nagayama Yuzuru kept his eyes on the two women and knew that the target had finally appeared. All he had to do next was to act according to the plan.

Nagasawa Yomi suddenly fell from the tombstone and hit his thigh, leaving with an injury, while Fujiwara Iori clenched his hands, waiting nervously for what would happen next.

"Keep playing, let's keep playing."

The boy's voice and footsteps came from behind Fujiwara Iori and got closer. When she turned her head, she saw a boy about 8 years old, covered in blood as if he had been soaked in a pool of blood, running towards her with his arms open. Every step he took left a bloody footprint, and his white pupils were creepy.

"Ding, a first-level evil ghost, the playful ghost, is found."

Here it comes. Yuzuru Nagayama took out a chain that didn't look like a magic weapon from the bag. It was a first-level magic weapon, the Ghost Trapping Chain. The chain was covered with dark red spots as if it was rusty.