My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

This is a rare heavy snowfall in Guanzhong in recent years, and it coincides with the New Year. When Kitahara Hideji walks on the street, he can see many passers-by enjoying and playing with the snow—this is quite good, at least let the snow roll in front The giant snowball looks less conspicuous.

Fuyumi was wearing a kimono with a "Hazuki Sakura" pattern, holding an oiled paper umbrella, frowning at the second idiot sister, waiting for her to break her waist, then rushed up and kicked her to death, and Kitahara Hideji touched her Touching her, he asked softly, "Is it cold?"

He saw that Haruna, Natsuori, and Natsusa were all wearing snow-white fur collars, but Fuyumi and Yukino didn't, and he felt that the kimono seemed to be very thin, and he was a little worried.

Dongmei removed the umbrella and glanced at him, feeling a little better: "It's not cold, in fact, this kind of clothes are very hot in summer, and it's uncomfortable to wear them layer by layer. It's just right to wear in winter."

As long as it’s not cold, Hideji Kitahara was relieved, and looked at the umbrella that Fuyumi was holding, and felt that it matched her kimono very well—the umbrella was vermilion as a whole, but there was a big golden crescent pattern along the edge of the umbrella , looks very elegant.

Dongmei noticed that Kitahara Hideji was looking at her umbrella, and then looked at the snowflakes on his shoulders, tiptoed to help him pat, then turned the umbrella and asked: "This moon umbrella is left by my mother, is it good?" ?”

Hideji Kitahara nodded honestly: "It looks good."

Although Dongmei is a small radish head, her body proportion is very good. After wearing a kimono, her back is straight, and she is super cute when she walks in small steps. Coupled with this delicate moon umbrella, it can be said to be the icing on the cake, making her even more charming Pretty and cute - you can't judge a girl by her appearance when looking for a girlfriend, but it can be said that she is very lucky to get such a cute little carrot head.

Fuyumi was very proud and a little shy, because Kitahara Hideji looked at her face instead of the umbrella, so she couldn't help tilting her head and humming softly: "I think it looks good too... Well, do you want to play together?" umbrella?"

She can give the umbrella to Hideji Kitahara, after all, if she held the umbrella for Hideji Kitahara, she would not be tall enough, and her posture would be too ugly—the two held an umbrella in the snow together, holding his arm, It should feel really good.

Hideji Kitahara didn't want to win people's love, so he smiled and said, "No, it's okay for such a small snow, you can do it yourself."——I really am a good boyfriend, strong and considerate!

Dongmei pursed her lips, and gave him a sideways glance——this guy, when he should be smart, he's not smart anymore!

She ignored Hideji Kitahara. This guy is really smart, but sometimes he doesn't understand style at all, and he probably doesn't know how to write romance. She turned to Suzuki Noki and shouted, "Hey, stinky fart, how far is it?"

Suzuki Noki wore a white and pink kimono with a shawl and fur collar, and a heater in her handbag. She held a white bamboo umbrella in one hand and a large bottle of sake in the other. She lazily replied: "Soon! Hurry up, let's go for another five minutes."

"You said that five minutes ago!" Dongmei said with some dissatisfaction: "Which Chuyi is not good, you have to come to such a remote place!"

Fuyumi originally wanted to go to the shrine closest to her home, but she was about to go out. Suzuki Noki said that she knew there was a particularly good shrine, and she volunteered to lead everyone to have fun, but no one thought that the shrine was really far away. The tram still has to go this far.

"That shrine is more spiritual! It's nothing to walk a few more steps. If everyone is so familiar, I wouldn't tell the average person!" Suzuki Noki was very indifferent, answered casually and then shouted to Kitahara Hideji: " Master Beiyuan, I can't carry it anymore, can you hold it for me?"

She also brought a large bottle of sake to the shrine—the first batch of wine made by the sake, which was embezzled by her. When she walked here, her hands were too sore to hold it.

Kitahara Hideji knew that her physical strength was not good, so she took two steps to take the wine, and asked strangely, "What are you doing with the wine to the shrine?"

"Give it away." Suzuki Noki raised the umbrella over Kitahara Hideji's head, and said with a smile, "Thank you Kitahara, I'll help you hold the umbrella."

"Cut!" Fuyumi curled her lips secretly, seeing that Suzuki and Kitahara were so tall together, she felt a little unhappy, rushed to the front, and shouted into the snow, "What do you want to do with such a big snowball? Hurry up and throw it into the snow." Go to the side of the road!"

Afraid that Dongmei would cause damage, Xueli pushed the snowball and started to run, cheerfully shouting: "It's fun, sister! We can have a snowball fight later."

Dongmei looked at the snowball that was almost as high as her chest in the snow, that is, the snowball that was almost as tall as her, and said angrily: "What kind of snowball fight, are you trying to kill people? Throw it away!"

When this thing hit her on the head, it would have buried her alive on the spot.

Xueli refused, and pushed the snowball to run faster, while Dongmei couldn't walk in a kimono, and didn't want to lose her manners and chased her sister madly in the street. She could only watch her run farther and farther, and the snowball in her hand Rolling bigger and bigger.

Hideji Kitahara shook his head when he looked at it, then looked back, and found that Yoko also made a small snowball and held it in his hand, which seemed very fun, while Xiazhi and Xiasha shook the trees on the side of the road from time to time, shaking off the big snowball. The snow in the canopy, Haruna holding Shutaro is relatively quiet, but from time to time they step on the snow nest-these children who have never seen serious snow, how pitiful, the snow that has only been buried to the ankle is so rare?

Everyone played with the snow all the way, and walked a long way before arriving at the shrine that Suzuki Noki said, and the snow made a huge snowball that was as tall as her, and placed it straight in front of the torii of the shrine.

Fuyumi looked up at the torii gate, and asked Suzuki Noki, "Who is this shrine dedicated to?"

"Izumi is sincere and sincere."

Fuyumi has never heard of this god, but it is not surprising, there are so many gods in Japan that experts can't figure out how many there are, let alone ordinary people.

She asked again: "What does this god guarantee?"

Suzuki Noki smiled and said: "Bless the family with many children and grandchildren. This predecessor is actually the Guanyin of Sending Children in Buddhism."

Everyone was stunned, and then they all paid attention to Suzuki Noki——have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? The oldest of us is seventeen years old, and the youngest is only five years old. You bring everyone to worship Guanyin?

Suzuki Noki smiled and waved his hands: "Don't look at me like that, and I didn't ask you to ask for a child. New Year's day, everything you pray for is a smooth year, right?"

Hideji Kitahara was speechless, and looked around again, and found that many people were entering and leaving the shrine, presumably there were quite a few believers, and Fuyumi gave Suzuki Noki an annoyed look, waved her hands and led her siblings in— —It’s all here, I can’t just go back home when I get to the door, I can only make do with it.

After entering the shrine, I found that the shrine is quite magnificent. There are many stalls in the small square, selling painted horses, amulets and souvenirs, and the witches are distributing steaming rum for free for those who come to play to keep out the cold.

Fuyumi looked at it, and her anger dissipated a little. She felt that it was at least a regular shrine, so it was acceptable to pay a visit—of course it is impossible to ask for a child, so please ask for something else!

They walked through the square, cleaned their hands at the sailor's house, and then walked along the approach to the worship hall. The stone approach was cleaned very clean and not slippery at all. The shape of the stone was quite simple and slightly incomplete. There are traces of time, and it feels like this shrine seems to be a bit old.

The snow scene along the road is also very beautiful, and you can see many "sacred objects" surrounded by enchantments from a distance, which adds some solemn and sacred atmosphere to this place.

They arrived at the worship hall smoothly, and they rang the bell one by one to make a wish to give incense money. After Fuyumi made the wish, she looked behind the worship hall and felt that there were still many buildings, so she couldn't help asking Suzuki Naoki: "Who is this?" ...Is it the head office of the Zealous Ten Myokami?”

Generally, small shrines do not have the residence of the gods, that is, the main hall, but it feels different here.

Suzuki Noki smiled and said: "Yeah, so it's worth coming, right? There's also the Kagura Hall over there, and there are performances all day today. If you don't usually see them, you can go and see them."

Xueli asked curiously: "Hey, Naxi-chan, aren't you going?"

Suzuki Noki pointed to the wine and said with a smile: "My grandmother's friend is here, I'm going to say hello to him."

Fuyumi thought about it, it would be nice to have some fun during the New Year, and Suzuki Noki said hello to the elders, which is considered a serious matter, so she said: "Then we will wait for you, and call us later."

"Okay, short wax gourd!" Suzuki Noki grinned, and pulled Kitahara Hideji away, "We'll be back soon, and we'll go ask for a New Year's sign together in a while."

Kitahara Hideji was dragged by her and followed for two steps, and said inexplicably, "It's a few steps away, can't you go there with the wine yourself?"

"No, I didn't bring the security team here today, you have to protect me." Suzuki Noki pulled his sleeves and did not let go, bypassed the worship hall, found a small path, and continued to walk inside, feeling right It's familiar here.

Kitahara Hideji was even more strange, Suzuki Noki was particularly afraid of death, even if he was with him, there was always a group of people standing by far away, what happened today?

He joked: "I didn't expect you to be a conscientious boss. Is this an annual leave for employees? Is it paid?"

Suzuki Noki looked at him and smiled, "How is that possible, it's just that I can't trust them."

Kitahara Hideji was stunned for a moment, immediately smelled an unusual aura, became slightly vigilant, looked around, and couldn't help asking: "This is..."

Suzuki Noki led him farther and farther, and said with a smile: "This is the shrine of the Izumi Suzuki family, and it is also the biggest secret of the Izumi Suzuki family."

Kitahara Hideji paused, a little afraid to leave, turned around and looked at Suzuki Noki: "What do you mean?"

The Suzuki goblin can mention the phrase "the biggest secret of the Izumi Suzuki family", which shows that this is not a trivial matter, and there is something else in it, so how can he know it as an outsider?

Suzuki Noki was silent for a while, the hand holding his sleeve was getting tighter and tighter, the knuckles were a little white, and said softly: "Bei Yuan, I know you have a big secret, but I never asked you, Because I know you wouldn't tell me if I asked—you never believed me, did you?"

Kitahara Hideji didn't speak, and this Suzuki Noki has gotten better recently. She used to be a liar, and there was no way for people to believe her, and there was no way to tell others his biggest secret—he wanted to bring in In the coffin, let alone the Suzuki goblin, Little Luobotou would not even ask.

Suzuki Noki was not disappointed when he heard that he didn't answer, she still held him tightly, and continued: "It's okay, everyone has secrets, even fools like short winter melons have secrets, so it doesn't matter if you don't tell them, but I want to tell you my biggest secret..."

"Why?"

"After grandma passed away, I have no one I can trust." Suzuki Noki's usual smile disappeared, and he said softly: "I have many subordinates, but I don't know who was bought by my father. Some know it, and some are suspicious. But there must be something I don't know. I don't know who will betray me when, I need someone I can trust, someone who won't be bought by money, who won't be swayed by threats... I need someone like this I can rely on in the most difficult times.”

After Suzuki Noki finished speaking, the strength in his hand became stronger, as if he wanted to tear off Kitahara Hideji's sleeve, "Help me...in the name of a friend, Kitahara, I beg you to help me."

Snowflakes fell gently and landed on Suzuki Noki's head. Her hair is slightly yellowish, and the gloss is not very good, and a white silk flower worn with the kimono is trembling slightly at the moment—she looks pitiful, and there is hope for the future in her tone Slight confusion and fear.

Kitahara Hideji was silent for a while, then sighed and asked, "Are you going to do something to your father?"