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The two set off side by side.
This was Fujii Itsuki's first time visiting a seaside store.
The style is full of unique Austronesian style and strong Ryukyu cultural atmosphere.
For example, there is a stone wall made of coral stones not far away, and bananas and pineapples are planted in the courtyard, giving it a very exotic feel.
Fujii Itsuki studied Ryukyu culture during his university years. For example, traditional Ryukyu buildings generally have red tile roofs, which help to withstand strong winds and are usually built of coral stone or wood.
While shopping, Fujii Itsuki shared these things with Matsumae Shinchun as knowledge.
"Then teacher, why are there lion statues on top of these houses?"
Fujii Itsuki looked up at the roof tiles.
"Oh, this, this is called a guardian lion, generally known as a Shisa, it is a form of prayer for the people, used to protect the house from bad luck."
"The teacher is indeed knowledgeable."
"No, I just read a few more books when I was in college."
In fact, the only one who can be praised for sharing such boring knowledge is a young girl like Kokoharu, right?
Adults usually look down on it because it is really useless.
Fujii Itsuki continued to take Matsumae Shinchun to the seaside shops.
Occasionally, when Fujii Itsuki comes across some local specialties, such as sea grapes, golden chugao, purple sweet potato sago, etc., he will buy some for Xinchun to eat.
Then when she held the food in her hands and ate it slowly with her little mouth, I would tell her the history of these things. Every time I finished telling her, I could see her eyes lighting up.
"How does Mr. Fujii know so much?"
"I chose liberal arts in college. Kyoto University is a famous research university, so when there are special research topics, everyone has to choose something as the research topic."
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"Huh? What's wrong?"
Matsumae Shinchun smiled, glanced at him, then stared at the purple potato stork in her hand, "Nothing, I just think it's nice to hang out with Mr. Fujii. Even if it's the most ordinary shopping, I can always learn something new."
To be honest, Fujii Itsuki felt like he was just showing off his knowledge.
After I finished speaking, I thought back on my clumsy showing off and felt quite ashamed, but Xinchun didn't feel that way.
She only thinks that she is very good and knows everything.
She listened carefully to everything that was said, and when the topic occasionally came up with more popular knowledge, she could still follow the subject.
Fujii Itsuki believes that this feeling of having a close friend who is always on the same wavelength as him is rare.
Is this something I like about her?
Continue shopping.
The more things you encounter, the deeper the feeling I just mentioned.
The uncle who was selling pork chop rice balls at the stall smiled and said that the two were a perfect match, and joked that he had really found a beautiful girlfriend with a great figure.
girlfriend?
This makes Xinchun feel embarrassed.
"Did the boss just now think that I was only eighteen years old?"
"Xinchun thinks you look a lot like the teacher."
Xinchun said this to take care of herself, but Fujii Itsuki knew it very well.
The difference between eighteen and twenty-eight.
There is a ten-year age difference between Xinchun and I, and it is still easy to tell the difference with the naked eye.
A girlfriend who is ten years younger than you?
Fujii Itsuki couldn't help but secretly observe the girl next to him, whose shoulders were so delicate and petite.
Sometimes I really feel that I can't match her age and immaturity.
Even when I stand next to her, there is a sense of distance due to the age gap between us.
She is sin.
But she was like Pandora's box and the apple in the Garden of Eden, always emitting unparalleled temptation to this adult man who was almost unwanted by anyone.
Matsumae Shinchun seemed to have noticed something at this time and smiled at him gently:
"Does the teacher want to be pampered?"
Fujii Itsuki wanted to refuse, but then he saw the teardrop mole under the girl's right eye.
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"Teacher, please find a place first."
".Where?"
"It must be a place where I can coax the teacher into submission."
This is really shameful.
But I just can't refuse.
It was broad daylight and there was no good place to go. I walked and walked and happened to return to the hostel. Seeing that there was no one there, I went back to the room.
Fujii Itsuki even looked to see if Muzi was in the room next door.
Fortunately, he is not here.
He invited the girl into the room.
In private space, the girl's swimsuit is even more conspicuous.
I don’t know if Xinchun has practiced her manners too much, but even in a swimsuit, she looks like a little princess, dignified and elegant.
And the little princess now took off her beach shoes on her own initiative.
Barefoot, he sat on the cold floor, on the mat where Fujii Itsuki slept at night.
She looked at Fujii Itsuki and just patted the seat next to her gently. When she came to her senses, Fujii Itsuki had already sat down next to her.
Matsumae Shinchun untied her hair, bit the hairband, and then tied it up again into a high ponytail.
He didn't know whether the girl did it on purpose or not, but her chest never left his sight.
After the previous two times, Matsumae Shinharu only had a slight blush on her face this time.
She reached for the rope tied behind her back and pulled.
"I just noticed there's a mole on the right side, too."
".I thought the teacher had already noticed it."
“I never dared to look closely before.”
".What now?"
"Now. Xinchun, put it on and just sit with me for a while."
"Huh? Why?"
"I'll just lean on you for a while."
Matsumae Shinharu agreed with confusion and a slight blush, and Fujii Itsuki rested his head on her thighs and closed his eyes.
You don't have to do anything extra, just lean on it.
Feel the softness of her skin and the gentle warmth she conveys. Fall asleep.
This relationship is, to be honest, very strange.
But why can't I escape?
Is it because I had no parents in the past and was abandoned in the pine forest when I was born?
Ever since I began to know this world, I have learned the truth that I was abandoned.
I always like to stare at a place in a trance, and I always like to lie by the shabby window of the welfare home and listen to the rain.
At that time, I had no idea why I liked rainy days.
Why do you like to listen to the sound of rain hitting the glass and washing the trees?
Now that I think about it, this is probably what is called “loneliness”.
Because compared to the warm sunny days, the heavy rainy days are more suitable for me.
I can find the same sense of belonging in the deserted streets on rainy days.
The feeling that Xinchun gave herself at this time.
Is it this elusive sense of belonging?
Fujii Itsuki didn't know when he woke up.
It was only when I saw it was starting to dark outside the window that I realized an entire afternoon had already passed.
He propped himself up and then saw the girl smiling at him. She was still sitting in the same position as before, without moving at all.
Fujii Itsuki was stunned.
".Xinchun, you didn't move at all the whole afternoon?"
"I'm afraid to disturb your rest, teacher."
Fujii Itsuki was speechless, "Thank you."
"Why is Mr. Fujii always so polite?"
"Xi Que's wife brought food to her husband. She raised the bowl above her head and handed it to her husband respectfully, and Xi Que returned the favor with the same courtesy."
"I know this. It's the origin of the story 'Respect each other like guests', right?"
"Correct."
"So Mr. Fujii is saying that we are now husband and wife?"
"It's still early."