Natsuhiko stretched out his hand and grabbed Keiko's golden wish rope.

Since Keiko evolved from an ordinary incense maker to a high-quality incense maker, her wish rope has also been based in Natsuhiko, just like Ruri.

At any time, Natsuhiko can pull Keiko's wish rope, which is very convenient.

As soon as he pulled the rope, Natsuhiko came to Keiko's side.

He looked around, it was Shiratori's toilet.

Not in the inner room, though, but in front of the sink.

Keiko Shiratori is washing her hands.

It's a pity, it should have come dozens of seconds earlier. Xia Yan sighed.

"Yanjun." Keiko spotted Natsuhiko, and she smiled kindly, "It's basic politeness to knock on the door before coming in." ”

Xia Yan felt that behind that kind smile, there was a black murderous aura.

If it was usual, Xia Yan would pretend to extract the suggestion, and then repeat it.

But this time, thinking that he had two accounts in his small book that had not yet been settled with Keiko Shiratori, Xia Yan no longer made hypocritical politeness.

However, he also felt that ordinary refusal did not have the slightest momentum, and it could not achieve the effect of revenge.

He pondered for two seconds, and an inspiration flashed through his mind.

He shrunk down, floated in front of Keiko, and tapped Keiko's lower abdomen with his hand.

Keiko Shiratori's face suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly stepped back, looking at Natsuhiko in shame.

Oops.

Xia Yan touched the back of his head, with an expression that didn't need to praise me.

Keiko was so flustered by him that she stopped talking about knocking on the door and shifted the conversation to business.

"The festival is expected to take place in five days, but it is only an estimate at this time, and there is no definite time." When it comes to business, the panic in Keiko Shiratori's heart disappears.

Stretching out her telekinesis, Natsuhiko wrote on Keiko's arm in reply.

Do you want me to do another miracle? Xia Yan was still a little embarrassed to mention this kind of thing before, but after being brainwashed by Keiko yesterday, the shame was gone.

It's all Keiko's fault, fooling him who is young and ignorant!

"No need, among the people I brought last night were old people with high prestige in the town, and as long as they wanted, they could make the festival up." Keiko Shiratori explained.

Xia Yan nodded, the old people that Shiratori Keiko said should be those who have not contributed incense before.

Originally, he just wanted Shiratori Keiko to bring a few ordinary townspeople, but he didn't expect Shiratori Keiko to bring powerful townspeople, taking into account the level he didn't consider.

He stroked Keiko Shiratori's hair and encouraged her.

"It's not polite to touch an older person's hair." Keiko Shiratori said with a straight face that she was taking revenge on what had just happened.

Natsuhiko touched his chin and touched Keiko Shiratori's foot with his telekinesis.

"Neither can the feet!" Keiko Shiratori hurriedly retreated, embarrassed again.

"You're really troublesome, so where do you say you are touching?" Xia Yan asked dissatisfiedly.

Keiko Shiratori couldn't say anything, but she was worried that if she said such a thing, her majesty as an elder would be gone.

As a mature woman, you can't say that kind of girlish statement.

But if she said yes, she felt like she had lost.

Keiko Shiratori took out a piece of yellow paper folded in a triangle from her pocket, sandwiched it between the fingers of her right hand, and then stretched it out to Natsuhiko with her right hand.

Natsuhiko looked at the palm that was getting closer and closer to him suspiciously, not understanding what Keiko Shiratori was trying to do.

In his gaze, Keiko Shiratori pinched his face.

The touch is clear, just like ordinary fingers.

Xia Yan's expression changed from doubt to consternation, and from consternation to contemplation.

Now Keiko Shiratori has pinched her face, and he can pinch it back justifiably!

Keiko Shiratori's face is the place where Natsuhiko wants to touch it for the twenty-third!

Without further ado, he used a wisp of incense and also reached out to pinch Keiko Shiratori's face.

Click-

The toilet door was opened, and Shiratori looked at the scene inside in a daze: "Face pinching game? ”

Then she was beaming.

"I want it too, I want it too!" The girl ran to the bedroom, took a piece of talisman paper, and pinched the other side of Natsuhiko's face.

Natsuhiko glanced at Ai Shiratori, showing no interest in the girl's face.

"What are you mother and daughter doing?" Mrs. Shiratori passed by the toilet and looked at the two inside, frowning.

She couldn't see the ghost, only her daughter and granddaughter raising their palms inexplicably.

"Exercise." Keiko Shiratori let go of her hand, and Ai Shiratori let go.

Natsuhiko also let go of Keiko Shiratori's face.

The back of his hand brushed Keiko's lips, causing Keiko's heart to panic.

Thinking back to her immature behavior just now, Keiko regretted it.

She knows that she can't compete with Liuli if she is more lively than youth, and only being mature and generous is the direction she should work towards.

"You don't have an upset face?" Mrs. Shiratori looked at Keiko Shiratori with a changed expression in puzzlement.

"I suddenly remembered the plot in the TV series." Keiko Shiratori's skillful lying coping.

"Oh," said Mrs. Shiratori, who did not doubt him, "there are people looking for you outside, so go out quickly." ”

With that, Mrs. Shiratori turned to leave.

"It should be the ones in charge of the festival." Keiko Shiratori explained to Natsuhiko.

Let Shiratori love to play in the room, she took Natsuhiko to the door.

Outside the door, sure enough, were the three old men Xia Yan had seen last night.

"Keiko, come on, let's go to a meeting!" The old people beckoned eagerly, asking Keiko Shiratori to follow them quickly.

"Has the fireworks been decided?" Keiko Shiratori put on her shoes and followed behind them.

"Ryunosuke said he packed the fireworks." The old man replied.

"What about the food stalls?" Keiko Shiratori continued to ask.

The old people answered one by one.

Natsuhiko didn't care about this, and the fact that Keiko Shiratori pinched his face just now made him more anxious than the matter of the festival.

How did Keiko meet him?

Since you can pinch his face, can you pinch him somewhere else?

When Keiko arrived at the place and sat in the living room waiting for the others, Natsuhiko couldn't wait to ask about it.

Keiko Shiratori explained in a low voice: "It's a talisman, Ai-chan wants to get it, and I also listened to her to know that the talisman is useful for you." ”

Xia Yan recalled that the day before yesterday was the day before yesterday, and the girl did say that she had made a new talisman.

Because there were a lot of things in the past two days, Xia Yan didn't care.

"What charm?" He asked.

"Soul Gathering Talisman." Keiko Shiratori said, "But if you ask Ai-chan, she'll tell you it's a soul scattering talisman." ”

Listening to Keiko Shiratori's words, Natsuhiko seemed to understand an unsolved mystery.

"Why does Ai-chan think it's a soul scattering talisman?" Xia Yan felt that he was already close to the truth that the effect of the talisman was opposite!

"It's my dad, well, my biological father," Keiko Shiratori was depressed at the mention of her deceased biological father, but quickly returned to normal.

She continued: "Children, aren't they all things that like to fight and kill? For example, Ultraman fights little monsters or something. ”

Natsuhiko nodded and motioned for her to continue.