The stand-in is my wife.

The sound of water disappeared immediately, and the room was quiet.

Only two breaths remained.

One was rough, and the other was trembling.

"Teacher Tosaka, you forgot to bring a change of clothes. I'll bring them in for you."

Amanozaki, with empty hands, spoke earnestly.

"...Come in." Tosaka Rin's voice was filled with helpless resignation.

Amanozaki opened the door and walked into the bathroom, which was more moist than a swamp.

Tosaka Rin sat in a bathtub full of bubbles, holding a glass of red wine with a little bottom in her hand, with a slightly drunken confusion on her face, the persimmon-like red from her face to her collarbone, her eyes were crystal clear, staring at him without blinking.

Her arched knees poked out of the water, and the black silk soaked in water had a shiny color, which diluted the black color while strengthening the girl's flesh color under the black.

As a derivative of petroleum, it is naturally moisturizing!

"Where are the clothes?" Tosaka Rin looked at Amanozaki with empty hands angrily.

Amanozaki stood in the bathtub, untied the bathrobe and hung it on the rack: "This is it."

After saying that, he also sat down. The narrow bathtub could not accommodate two people, so Rin Tohsaka retracted her legs.

But Amanozaki held her ankles and could not move.

"Teacher, don't be shy. Meow."

Amanozaki picked up Rin's legs, wrapped her arms around her knees and neck like a princess, leaned over to bite her lips, and sucked gently.

Rin's hand stroked Amanozaki's chest, and she closed her eyes as if she had accepted her fate. The red frame of her glasses and her bright face complemented each other.

Amanozaki touched Rin's little feet and slowly sank into the water.

"Meow~"

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The tired body after a full exercise always brings a dreamless and beautiful night.

After falling asleep, Amanozaki entered a light sleep state. He turned around to hug the person next to him, wanting to hold her delicate body in his arms.

But there was no one next to him.

'Are you cooking? ’

Thinking so, he buried his head in the pillow beside him, trying to inhale the full ‘girlfriend energy’.

The smell rushed into his nose, making people think.

It is said that the body fragrance of a girl can make people imagine the faint fragrance of flowers in the air in the early morning of summer. Or the smell of the sea breeze.

But this time, the lightly sleeping Amanozaki frowned.

He smelled a strange smell.

This smell reminds people of the sunset, withered flowers, thin horses in the whistling west wind, and noisy crows among the dead branches. The faint smell of moldy wood in the dilapidated house.

This smell, in Japan on Earth, is called the smell of old people.

Amanozaki opened his eyes, stood up, and looked around.

There is no mistake, there is the smell of someone else in the room!

My girlfriend is gone!

The magic seal on his right hand was immediately activated, and the enhanced magic covered his limbs. Amanozaki checked the room seriously, but found nothing.

He finally came to the door of the charming toilet last night, and his fingers slowly pressed on the door.

Clang——

After pushing the door open, Amanozaki raised his fist, ready to teach the intruder a lesson.

But then he opened his mouth and looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

An old woman dressed in luxurious clothes, with silver hair in a hat-like bun and a gold and gemstone bun, sat on the toilet and wiped her tears with a carefully woven handkerchief.

Her body was hunched because of her age, and her head looked extremely large. She had bubble-like eyes, a narrow and hooked nose like a hanging bag, a face full of wrinkles that could kill mosquitoes, and a huge fleshy mole in the middle of her forehead.

The luxurious makeup could not hide her age. There was no doubt that the smell of old age emanated from her.

But Amanozaki could not punch the old woman hard.

He recognized this old woman.

No, it is better to say that all animation lovers and even movie lovers remember this old woman deeply.

This old woman shined in "Spirited Away", produced by Studio Ghibli and directed by Hayao Miyazaki, who won the Oscar for Lifetime Award!

"Yu... Yubaba?!"

Amanozaki muttered the other person's name in a tone that was almost like a murmur.

Yubaba heard Amanozaki's murmur and cried even harder:

She pointed at her face and cried and cursed:

"Look, this is what you did!"

Amanozaki was shocked.

This, this Yubaba, turned out to be the appearance of [Ideal Type] today!

Fuck! Isn't it just a beautiful girl who can only be fragrant and soft? How can even an old woman change! !

Chapter 45: Yubaba (Chapter 2)

Yubaba was sobbing on the toilet.

Amanozaki supported the toilet door with one hand, a little at a loss.

He could understand Yubaba's sadness. Yesterday, she was still a delicate girl, wearing a uniform and playing cosplay with her boyfriend. When she woke up, she directly stepped over the middle-aged woman and became an old woman.

If Amanozaki became an old man overnight, he would not be able to bear it.

Yubaba just closed the toilet door and cried secretly. She was influenced by her identity and accepted the fact.

Otherwise, Amanozaki felt that he might not have a better ending than Chihiro's greedy father and mother who turned into pigs.

In that case, perhaps today's breakfast would be a full pig feast?

But knowing is one thing, and whether you can accept it is another.

Although his girlfriend turned into an old woman, this situation only lasted for one day and did not cause any substantial inconvenience to him.

And to be honest, judging from the performance of the animation, Yubaba's witchcraft is much more powerful than the previous Tosaka Rin, Saria, and Hyuga Hinata.

A piece of old stone sculptures on the roadside of Xiuzhen is a paradise. This ability to approach the level of the world in the sleeves and the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the hand in "Journey to the West\

,"From an objective point of view, Yubaba helped him more.

But!

The stand-in [ideal type] is just as the literal description, the changing women are all the ideal female images of Amanozaki.

So...

Amanozaki pounded the door frame heavily, holding his forehead with one hand, thinking in disbelief:

'When did I have improper thoughts about the old lady! ? '

'Indeed, compared to the mischievous, unrestrained, and poor-looking busty loli. I do prefer mature and attractive women, but no matter what, I can't be horny to the elderly! '

'Is there something wrong? '

He bit his nails and began to wonder whether he should go to the psychiatric department to see a doctor.

Maybe this is a mental illness, early treatment and early recovery.

"Humph, as expected, men only care about their appearance. Now that I am old and ugly, you start to bang on the door and use cold violence."

"Then I'll leave!"

Yubaba swung her short legs and jumped off the toilet. She stretched out her well-maintained, red-dyed nails and waved them gently.

Amanozaki immediately felt that something had grabbed her clothes and pants, and the whole person flew into the air, fell to the ground in embarrassment, and gave way to the toilet door.

Yubaba walked out slowly, waving her fingers in the air a few times.

The glassware left on the table yesterday melted automatically, twisted together, and turned into a beautiful and sturdy cane.

Holding the cane, Yubaba looked at Amanozaki who fell to the ground with a sad look, and walked out of the door step by step.

"Wait a minute!"

Amanozaki wanted to stand up, but the witchcraft that pulled his clothes made him unable to stand up.

So he simply tore open his pajamas, rushed over with a hurried step, and stopped the old woman.

"Tang..." Amanozaki, who almost called out "Tangbaba", bit his tongue hard, and the rest of the words were cut off in his throat. He sincerely held Tangbaba's hand, "Ah Tang, why do you think of me like this?"

"Do you have such a bad eye for men? So unconfident?"

Amanozaki said, hugging Tangbaba.

"It's not me who picked you, it's you who picked me." Tangbaba sneered with red eyes.

In the fluffy blue floor-length skirt, there is the dryness and bonyness unique to the elderly.

When Amanozaki thought of the huge change and gap between his girlfriend yesterday and today, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

Because of him, it's all because of him that Ah Tang suffered like this!

Which woman doesn't want to be beautiful all the time?

It's because of his XP comparable to that of the ancient gods that she has fallen to this point. It's not her who is guilty, it's me!

Thinking of this, Amanozaki couldn't help but feel sad and shed sad tears.

Why, why am I such a sinful man?

These sorrowful emotions were passed on to Yubaba because of Amanozaki's unreserved self-blame and remorse.

She was stunned for a moment because of her appearance.