pertwk Chapter 849 Have fun~
Chapter 849 Have fun~
Hanyu Kusunoki rubbed Kazuha's head and said, "But since Kazuha is so scared, I will keep him in my care."
"Yeah!" He Ye smiled sweetly, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the face, "Then I'll go accompany Miss Jun Hui, she looks very sad..."
Looking at the girl's back as she skipped away, Hanyu Kusunoki touched the place where she was kissed, shook his head and laughed, then played with the dugong arrow in his hand with interest.
The dugong's arrow was supposed to be a symbol of immortality, but in the end it took away many lives; the legend that the witch guarded with her youth actually devoured her youth.
It does have a kind of "mono no aware" beauty that is worth collecting.
..........
Inside the mourning hall, Shimabukuro Kimie was kneeling in front of the portrait of Ebihara Sumi, her back looking thin and lonely.
"Ms. Jun Hui..." He Ye came over quietly, and he and Xiao Lan knelt down beside her, one on each side, "Please accept my condolences..."
The two kind-hearted girls felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy with this miko who had a miserable life but always remained optimistic.
Shimabukuro Kimie forced a smile: "Thank you."
"Ms. Shoumei is a good friend of Ms. Junhui, right?" Xiaolan asked softly, "Can you tell us about her?"
The witch's fingers unconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes: "Shoumei... is a very persistent person. Ever since she saw the skeleton three years ago, she has always believed that the mermaid legend is true..."
"That skeleton... is it really a mermaid?"
He Ye couldn't help but ask.
Shimabukuro Kimie was silent for a moment, as if thinking about how to answer this question.
After a while, she slowly shook her head and said in a low voice: "It's just the remains of ordinary people, but the people on the island need this legend...including Sumi, including Naoko, and also...Saori."
Her voice became lower and lower, and finally almost inaudible: "They are all too obsessed with the dream of immortality..."
Xiaolan noticed keenly that when the name "Monkyo Saori" was mentioned, Shimabukuro Kimie's body stiffened for a moment.
"Ms. Junhui..." Xiaolan was about to ask, but suddenly found that Kuroe Naoko was no longer in the mourning hall. She looked around and asked in confusion: "Huh? Where is Miss Naoko?"
Shimabukuro Kimie stood up, her expression calm, "Maybe he went to the bathroom. I should also prepare for tomorrow's ritual."
Looking at the back of the witch leaving, He Ye whispered: "I always feel that Miss Jun Hui is weird..."
Xiaolan nodded, thinking: "I think so too."
One of the two girls is the daughter of a policeman, and the other is the daughter of a detective. From an intuitive point of view, they are very sharp, but neither of them thought much about it.
They are not detectives, they are just here to keep their friends company.
..........
Hanyu Nan was playing with the dugong arrow in his hand out of boredom, but his eyes were always glued to his master.
Ikeha Shizuka was wearing a black mourning dress, with her long hair tied up, revealing her snow-white neck. A few strands of hair hung down, casting a soft halo under the candlelight.
She stood quietly in the corner of the mourning hall, her temperament cold and sad, like a real widow.
——It’s absolutely perfect.
"Master~ Let's go back~"
Hanyu Kusunoki walked over slowly.
He approached Ikebo Shizuka from behind, hanging on her, rubbing against her like a large koala, his fingers still hooked on his master's belt, his voice was soft and long: "Stay on guard so boring... I want to eat the midnight snack cooked by the master..."
Ikebo Jinghua's ears felt hot from being rubbed by him, and she slammed the folding fan in her hand on his forehead: "Nonsense, everyone is on night watch..."
"But Master looks so good in this dress~" Instead of restraining himself, Hanyu Kusunoki leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice deliberately, his warm breath spraying on her ear, making her feel itchy, "I want to see Master... wearing only this mourning dress..."
Ikebo Jinghua's breathing stagnated, and her neck instantly turned a light red.
Of course, she understood the hidden meaning of her apprentice - if there was nothing underneath this solemn mourning dress...
"...No rules."
She tried to remain calm and covered the corners of her lips with a folding fan, but she couldn't hide the seductive look in the corners of her eyes.
Her stupid disciple has been getting better and better at teasing her lately, but she...can't refuse.
Hanyu Kusunoki took advantage of the situation and put his arms around his master's waist, rubbing his fingers suggestively around her waist: "Master, I'll be back for a while... I promise to have a midnight snack..."
As for what to eat for midnight snack, that’s not certain.
After all, in his eyes, the beautiful master in mourning clothes at this moment was also a delicious and tempting "midnight snack"...
"Ah."
Ikebo Jinghua snorted softly, but looking at her disciple's expectant eyes, she softened her heart as usual.
——Forget it, let him be.
In fact, she herself did miss the occasional dominance and enthusiasm of her stupid disciple...
"Let's go."
Ikenami Shizuka turned around gracefully, and Hanyu Kusunoki immediately followed with a smile on her face.
On the other side, Hattori Heiji, who was concentrating on discussing the case with Conan, inadvertently noticed out of the corner of his eye that his mother was walking out of the mourning hall with Hanyu Kusunoki, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Just when he was about to follow quietly to see what his mother and Hanyu Kusunoki were going to do, there was a sudden commotion in the distance.
"Oh no! Miss Heijiang... Miss Heijiang..."
A villager ran over in panic, his face pale: "She died on the coast!"
"what?!"
Hattori Heiji's expression changed instantly.
Conan has stood up: "Hattori! Go check it out!"
The two detectives looked at each other, understood each other, and without any hesitation, they rushed towards the coast.
——Solving the case is important!
Whether she is my mother or not, it doesn’t matter in front of the truth.
Hanyu Nan heard the noise, turned around and looked at the two people's backs as they walked away, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he chuckled: "How dedicated~"
Ikebo Shizuka shook her head, having long known that her son was hopeless: "Let's go."
"Yes, Master~"
Hanyu Kusunoki took her hand and intertwined their fingers.
Before leaving, he looked back at the shadow of the mourning hall.
Shimabukuro Kimie stood there quietly, her black uniform blending into the night. Only her eyes flashed a complex light in the darkness, with sadness, determination, and a hint of imperceptible relief.
Hanyu Kusunoki raised the corner of his mouth slightly and silently lip-synced:
"have fun."