Mrs. Kaori's eyes were a little empty when she spoke, as if she was not looking at Nakano's face, but seeing someone in another time and space.

The wife's dark and moist eyes were filled with a hint of nostalgia, and the affection that was absent made his heart break.

It's just that the person his wife is facing at this time is him, and this delicate scene also makes him a little uneasy.

"I'm sorry Yu-chan..."

After a long time, the wife came back to her senses, her eyes returned to clarity, and she said apologetically, "I have wasted so much time by my old aunt..."

"There's no such thing, Kaori-san, but it's better to say that your feelings for Mr. Yayanagi make me envious too..."

After Nakano Masuke finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his expression was a little inappropriate, and after a moment of silence, he added, "I just hope that I can have a sincere partner, not that I want to get Kaori-san's feelings..."

After supplementing, he felt even more inappropriate, but this kind of thing became darker and darker, and he simply shut up.

"Hehehe... Don't worry, Yu-chan, I'm an old aunt, and I won't have that kind of self-inflicted interpretation..."

"Hawkers,Although Kaori-san is an elder.,But I don't quite agree with this sentence.,No matter how you look at it, Kaori-san looks like she's only a few years older than Riho.,It's very likely that you're still a woman.,It's completely out of line with the old aunt or something..."

"Oh? Is Yu-chan comforting me?"

"It's not comfort, it's just saying what I really think..."

"Hehehe... Has Yu-chan's mouth always been so sweet? No wonder Riho..."

"Tell me the truth..."

While the two were chatting, Masuke Nakano walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror next to the bed and took a picture of himself wearing this yukata.

The young man's eyebrows in the mirror are like knives, and there is a sense of perseverance and maturity far beyond this age between his eyebrows.

Although the nose is straight and the lips are red, there is no yin at all, and with the already neat short broken hair, it highlights the man's masculinity even more.

[In view of the general environment,

And the milky white yukata on his body was neatly cared for, which made him add two points of elegance.

The young man smiled slightly, like a beautiful jade in the world.

「......」

Kaori Hachiyanagi, who was originally chatting, suddenly fell silent, and looked at the figure of the young man in the mirror from behind in a daze.

Then he suddenly stretched out his hand and stroked the silky yukata on the young man's back.

This yukata was sewn by hand for her husband back then, and every stitch, as well as the injuries she accidentally suffered during the sewing process, are still vividly preserved in her memory.

Of course, when the husband put on this yukata for the first time before his death, the scene of the two of them being happy is still fresh in my memory, but that face, but I don't know when it started, has slowly become a lake.

"Incense... Kaori-san?"

Nakano felt the gentle touch on his back, and although he was separated by two layers of clothing, it still made him tremble.

Everywhere his wife's palm went, there was a tingling sensation, which made him a little unbearable.

"Yu-chan, don't move yet, I haven't seen this yukata in a long time... Would you like to take a closer look?"

"Hmm..."

When he heard the words of the wife behind him with a little pleading, he also answered with a word, and did not say anything more, letting the wife do something to him.

But unfortunately, although the wife was distracted, she still maintained some consciousness.

The palm of his hand caressed the bathrobe, but did not touch some sensitive parts of his body.

"That's when Chaoyang-kun proposed to me in this yukata..."

"Chaoyang-kun?"

"It's Riho's father..."

"Whew..."

"Yu-chan looks very similar to Chaoyang-kun when she wears a yukata, and they are both good-looking, if Yu-chan doesn't dislike it

Anyway, I'll give you this yukata..."

As she spoke, the corners of her mouth returned to her trademark sly smile, as if she had been detached from the sentimentality she had just had.

"Such an important relic..." Nakano Mayu was also satisfied when he saw his elegant and handsome appearance in the mirror, but after all, it was such an important thing, and he didn't think about taking it.

"It's okay, Chaoyang-kun didn't like to waste the most when he was alive, and if he knew that his favorite yukata had been left at the bottom of the closet and slowly rotted, he would definitely be sad..."

As his wife spoke, she raised her hand and helped him roll up the cuffs slightly, so that his wrists were exposed: "It's cool to roll a little in summer, I have a special design here..."

"Thank you, Kaori-san..."

When he saw Mrs. Kaori with sincere eyes, he nodded slightly and took the yukata away.

The elder gives, dare not resign...

Although there is no such statement on Neon's side, the cultural core of this sentence is common wherever it is placed.

As an elder, Mrs. Kaori can't just pass it off as long as the items she gives are not too precious...

And whether or not to complete the previous task of Mrs. Kaori is still entangled in his heart...

But now, seeing his wife, who has been dead for many years and still has a lingering affection, an idea suddenly stretched out in his heart.

On the premise of not harming Kaori-san, it is possible to complete the task skillfully.

"Kaori-san, where is the spiritual seat of Chaoyang-san, I took his clothes, and I also want to tell him about a stick of incense by the way..."

"Huh?"

Mrs. was a little surprised, looked at him deeply, and then said with a smile, "It's okay, anyway, in the future, you will have to incense Chaoyangjun sooner or later..."

"Goose..."

Seeing his wife's ambiguous smile, of course he knew that his wife was referring to Riho's side, not to have any development with his wife herself, so he also responded noncommittally.

"Come with me..."

After the wife finished speaking, she turned and walked out of the bedroom, led him to the door of the room in the deepest part of the corridor, and directly opened the wooden door and walked in.

This room looks like a study, with many large books that look a little old on the shelves on both sides.

In the middle, facing away from the window, was an old-looking wooden desk, and next to the desk was a spiritual table, on which a spiritual table was placed.

Nakano Mayu took a look at it, the interior of the study was neat and clean, and the black-and-white photo on the spiritual seat was even more polished, and it looked like someone was taking care of it on weekdays.

"Now, Yu-chan..."

The wife took out the incense from the desk drawer and handed it to him, pursed her lips and smiled, "Chaoyangjun will definitely be very happy if he sees his future son-in-law so handsome..."

"Kaori-san, I'm just friends with Riho..."

He took the three incense sticks with a slightly shy look that was appropriate for the age of a high school student.

"Hehehe... It's good to be young..."

Nakano then turned his head and looked seriously at the young man in the black-and-white photo.

The appearance is handsome, the smile is sunny, and the sense of perseverance between his eyebrows is indeed similar to him, no wonder Kaori-san will say and like.

If I hadn't known that this was Riho's father, just looking at this photo, I would have thought that I had a long-lost brother or something...

While putting on the incense, he carefully remembered all the faces of the men in the photos in his mind...

After writing it all down, he looked at the hearty smile of the handsome man in the photo, and then looked at the clear-eyed wife on the side with his spare eyes, and a strong sense of guilt suddenly rose in his heart...