I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

Iori Tadamichi agreed, left the tea room, closed the shoji door, and could see his shadow printed on the paper door gradually lengthening and the sound of his footsteps going away.

The tea room then became quiet.

The bright incandescent light filled the room with warm yellow warmth, which fell on Miko's occasionally trembling eyelashes, and her butterfly-like slender eyelashes cast a quiet shadow.

The delicate and small nose would occasionally wrinkle, and the black eyebrows would also wrinkle, but then stretch, as if she had dreamed of something good. The white and cute little face was relieved and satisfied, and the cherry-colored thin lips were slightly tilted.

The slightly messy brown-red curly hair was more like a wine red under the light, and she hastily put on a ceramic fox hairpin, and the smooth glaze was flowing with warm light.

It seemed that Miko got up suddenly, and she didn't wear socks, and her little feet were exposed to the air.

She curled up on Higashino Yu's legs, her legs together and slightly hooked, revealing a dazzlingly white calf under her white nightgown, slender and straight, with beautiful curves, and the veins can be clearly seen from the almost transparent skin.

Going down the calf, the beautiful curve draws a lovely ankle, and then embedded with the warm yellow light of the tea room, outlines a pair of feet that perfectly match Iori Miko's petite figure.

The blue veins are hidden on the delicate instep, the toes are light and agile, and each toenail is stained with the pink color of the girl's youthful vitality. From the color matching and composition, it gives people a sense of elegance and makes people's heart beat.

It really makes me, who used to be a doctor, feel throbbing from the bottom of my heart.

Higashino Yu sighed at the past years, gathered the jacket draped outside for her, and waited quietly.

Soon, there was a sound of tiptoeing from the corridor outside the door. Iori Tadamichi opened the door of the tea room with a pile of old but well-maintained books and scrolls, and carefully placed them next to Higashino Yu.

Iori Tadamichi put the books away and walked out of the tea room again, going to the next few rooms, seemingly to find bedding.

He was looking for bedding in the next few rooms, and Iori's grandmother came to the tea room and put a plate on the table in the tea room.

It looked like lacquerware, with a teapot and teacup on it, also lacquerware, and a flower and grass painting painted by Jin Maki on the plate.

She poured tea quite politely, then placed the teacup in front of Higashino Yu, made a gesture of invitation, smiled at him, did not speak, did not make a big noise, and was very careful.

Kind and gentle eyes were filled with sparkling water, and the corner of her eyes fell on Miko from time to time. She looked a little sad, but more of her was happy for her and she cried with joy.

Perhaps it was Iori Tadamichi's reminder and admonition that she didn't look at it for too long. She just glanced and turned around, wiping the corner of her eyes with her sleeve.

At this time, Iori Tadamichi walked into the tea room with a quilt in one hand.

The two old people spread the quilt on the tatami in the tea room together, and then, with the help of Higashino Yu, they gently put Miko on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ayu."

Iori Tadamichi said to Higashino Yu in a low voice, then smiled silently at Higashino Yu and left the tea room with his wife.

With a bang, the door was closed, as if it isolated the night outside, the chirping of insects in early summer, the breathing of the forest and the quiet moonlight.

The tea room became like a small world, giving people a great sense of security.

Higashino Yu's mind moved, and the extreme silence instantly turned into extreme noise.

From the far side of the corridor, Iori Tadamichi and Iori's grandmother talked about Miko and themselves. They were happy for Miko and were looking forward to their future life.

The sound of such discussion continued for a while after the bedroom door was closed, and then it became quiet. They fell asleep.

Even the driver of the car passing by on the road outside the shrine was calling his family to say that he was about to arrive home.

The sound of men and women arguing came from the residential area in the town, cats yawning in the cat bed, babies crying because of hunger, drunk adults and hostesses smiling for business, and male college students complaining about the hard work of part-time jobs.

These sounds did not come from one place, and various noisy sounds came from Tokyo farther away.

After Dong Yeyu obtained the method of refining qi and transforming into spirit, his cultivation level was greatly improved. He can now open his super five senses all day long, but this is always annoying and affects his normal life.

Imagine the sound of 10,000 flies constantly flying around his ears.

Therefore, he usually suppresses his five senses.

However, tonight, he must remain highly alert to protect the princess, and the suppressed hearing, smell, and vision are also released.

What followed was a burst of explosive information that was somewhat difficult to accept and rushed into his mind.

Dong Yeyu had been prepared for this, but he still didn't expect that Tokyo would be so noisy late at night.

He rubbed his temples and took a sip of tea. His taste buds were not liberated, but the slightly bitter tea was still quite refreshing, and the fragrance of plants and trees in the tea room also refreshed people.

For mortals, some medicinal fragrances that are difficult to resist are no different from refreshing incense for Dong Yeyu.

Even if the sense of smell is improved to the extreme, it will only become a better fragrance.

In the past 20 years, he has been practicing hard every day, studying hard, and practicing step by step to reach the level of Yin Shen cultivation, so he is not disturbed by such external objects.

The evaluation is that it feels worse than the original taste of Yuzi.

Dong Yeyu subconsciously thought in his heart, and then he was slightly stunned. When he realized what he was saying, he was stunned and questioned the fox's nose in his heart.

How can you secretly smell Yuzi's smell? You cheap thing!

Smelling everything will only hurt you!

Fox Nose argued, I am just loyal to my duty and accept all smells, but it is the brain that processes the smells, you, how can you blame me?

Dong Yeyu was fighting with each other in his heart, and finally came to a very reasonable conclusion-

This must be the fault of the forum.

Dong Yeyu, Dong Yeyu, you can't be so degenerate in the future. From today on, quit the forum!

The tea brewed by Iori's grandmother is delicious, and the water temperature is well controlled, but the quality of the tea is average.

Dong Yeyu doesn't understand tea, and he didn't feel anything after drinking it all in his stomach. He just thought in his heart that it was a pity that there were no snacks to go with the tea.

In the previous life, grandparents in the countryside had the habit of buying a bunch of coarse snacks-baked snacks such as sesame biscuits-and storing them in a large glass jar.

According to them, it was used to fill their stomachs when they were working and didn't have time to cook. Every time I went there, I could eat these cheap but unexpectedly delicious cookies.

Higashino Yu was sitting at the small table in the tea room. He observed Miko lying on the bed and found that she was in good condition, so he looked at the pile of Iori family heirloom books.

There is one more chapter later, so I will take a break for two days. I feel that my typing speed has recovered slightly!

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