(There are many heroines, and all the female characters with a lot of space are included.) ）

At the end of March, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

The cherry trees on both sides of the ramp are lined with black and white curtains, and Buddhist ceremonies are being held noisily at the end.

There was a funeral smell in the air.

The fresh fragrance of cherry blossoms, the fragrance of incense, the scent of camphor attached to mourning clothes, and the earthy smell of early spring...... All of the above smells are mixed together to create a superstitious smell, which is the so-called funeral smell.

Iinuma carried his luggage and slowly walked to the top of the slope.

On both sides of the gentle slope are rows of mansions.

Each house is decorated with great care, and it seems that the people who live here are either rich or noble.

The mansion at the top of the slope, with its highest view, is holding a funeral.

Most of the people who passed by were wearing black mourning clothes with solemn expressions.

Each face seemed to look the same under the black wrap, almost like ants gathered next to the candy.

"What a lavish funeral. It seems to be a rich family, how can my mother's country have such a family's best friend......"

Iinuma walked towards the top of the slope in the crowd, and a huge figure gradually appeared in front of his line of sight.

That was the destination of his trip.

- Huacheng Family.

A slightly chilly spring breeze blows.

On the top of the slope, as far as the eye can see, there is cherry blossom rain.

"Sneeze ......"

Isao Iinuma sneezed three times in a row before he walked through this road that looked beautiful, but actually took a lot of nose.

Stop and look around.

The mottled black walls have turned into black brass gates, the bricks and wood with blackened marks remain, and the dark walls depicting the traces of time...... The whole mansion seems to be black, like a stage set.

There is still a long way to go from the Western-style gate to the main entrance of the Japanese-style mansion.

This section of the road was crowded with people and shouting.

Several monks in magic robes held tin rods in their hands, shaking sonorously, as if to exorcise demons.

"Where can I find Aunt Kyoko......

Faced with this chaotic scene, Iinuma Xun, who was standing at the gate, was in trouble for a while.

He just came to Tokyo from Asahikawa, Hokkaido, today, and was going to defect to his mother's best friend, Kyoko Hanajo, but when he came to Hanajo's house, he saw that his aunt seemed to be dead...... The timing is not good.

Why don't you find a hotel to stay in for a few days?

As soon as this thought came to him, Iinuma turned around with his luggage, intending to go back.

At this time, a childish voice suddenly stopped him.

"Your name was Aunt Apricot just now?"

Such a delicate, crisp voice - Iinuma Xun couldn't help but admire.

He looked sideways.

There was a young girl standing on the edge of the fence.

Today's light was dim, but the moment I saw her, the brightness around her seemed to suddenly increase.

An appearance like an angel descending.

In the soft light, the girl's straight black hair shone slightly, and her snow-white skin had a smooth texture like porcelain.

The face is clear and beautiful, and the temperament is elegant;

The waist is slender, the chest is small, and the eyes are clear and watery......

Iinuma felt that the originally dull funeral had a softer atmosphere because of her appearance.

Her watery pupils stared at Iinuma Xunxu, and her underdeveloped vocal cords vibrate: "Answer my words......"

"Uh, that's right."

Across the fence, Isuna Iinuma talks to her.

"My mother and Aunt Kyoko were college classmates, and I came to Tokyo to attend high school, and my mother asked me to stay at Aunt Kyoko's house......"

The girl nodded slowly: "Do you recognize her?" ”

"I don't recognize it."

"Come, I'll show you."

Following the direction of the girl's finger, Isuna Iinuma looked towards the gate.

Many of the mourners who had burned incense came out of the house, and in the midst of them was a noble woman in mourning clothes.

Her hair was unkempt around her head, and although it was impossible to tell what she looked like, her fortitude could be seen from her standing even from a distance.

"How?" The girl asked on the side, her expression seemed to be interesting, "As the eldest daughter of the Huacheng family, she is thirty-seven years old this year, but she doesn't look like that age at all, right?" It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sister who is not yet thirty years old. ”

"I can't see clearly." Iinuma replied angrily.

"There is a woman holding a tablet next to her, it is the third daughter of the Huacheng family, Miss Chestnut......"

Isao Iinuma looked to the side again.

At this time, the crowd had already taken a few steps to this side, so he could see the appearance of the three female chestnuts clearly.

It was a very beautiful Japanese woman, with delicate skin like pottery, a slightly sad temperament, and a soft and docile image that gave people the feeling that she was a "model of a wife" type of woman.

Peach blossom eyes are watery.

The long eyelashes were wet from crying.

Seeing her so sad, Iinuma couldn't help but ask, "Who died?" ”

"It's the husband of the second son and the eldest daughter." The girl seemed to know very well, and opened her mouth to answer the reason, "Three days ago, the second son and the aunt both fell to their deaths, and it is said that they both encountered unclean things......"

Call~

A spring breeze blew.

Isuna Iinuma couldn't help but shudder.

It was the end of March and the early spring, and the wind was still cold as winter.

"Look......"

The girl suddenly smiled and pointed to the third daughter, Miss Chestnut: "Her subtle appearance of a model of virginity, isn't it very pitiful?" But it's actually really tea, like her dead husband......"

Iinuma subconsciously said, "After all, her brother is also dead......

There's no way, he's soft-hearted, and he can't see other people's beautiful wives being slandered for no reason.

The girl glared at him.

With a cute face like a doll, and long soft black hair on her small shoulders, she is really a beautiful girl who is unparalleled in the world.

The mourning crowd continued to move in this direction.

The noisy noise is also approaching Iinuma Xun.

"Mrs. Apricot has come over." The girl raised her finger again.

In fact, there was no need for her to remind him, Iinuma had already stared at the new widow.

As far as the eye can see, a fair-skinned female face appears in the rain of pink flowers falling from the cherry blossoms.

It was a noble and beautiful woman.

A black mourning dress like ink wrapped around a tall and plump figure, holding a white umbrella in his hand, and wearing a white flower on his towering chest.

The delicate skin that seems to be carefully painted with white paint, the slender neck that breaks off at the slightest touch, and the delicate face like a Kyoto doll...... Her hollow orchid temperament is reminiscent of the stunning beauty in ink painting.

But her temperament is very distinct.

Majestic, strong, resolute, calm...... These words swept through Iinuma's mind, and it seemed that just looking at her face could easily imagine her stern tone.

And also......

Difficult to get close to?

Yes, it's hard to get close.

Every man who has delusions about her has difficulty getting close to her, even though her appearance can only be described as a peerless beauty.

As a man of culture, Isao Iinuma doesn't like vulgar and unclear descriptions of beauty or beauty, but there is no doubt about her mother's best friend from college, Kyoko Hanajo, about her appearance.

Especially since she is still wearing mourning clothes.

Oh, it feels better......

Isun Iinuma stared at her intently.

She was surrounded by noise, constantly greeting the people around her or arranging tasks for the servants, and her demeanor and expression were perfect.

The charm she exudes attracts everyone's attention.

Some people looked back after passing by, some watched her whisper, and some looked at her wistfully.

"It's like an ant queen." The girl whispered.

This is a queen-type surviving person, the best attribute in the world...... Iinuma Xun withdrew his gaze and looked at her: "Why don't you see other family members?" Is there only these two? ”

"These two aren't enough?" The girl asked rhetorically, her voice as pleasant as a glacier melting on a spring day.

"Of course that's enough, but it's just ......"

As soon as the words came out, Iinuma Xun was stunned, and then retorted with some annoyance: "What do you mean that two is not enough?" You are young, don't beat around the bush to slander my innocence! Am I the kind of scumbag who wants to get into the wrong! ”

The girl snorted undeniably with the tip of her nose, tilted her neck slightly, and looked at a blonde girl not far away.

"That's Miss Chestnut's daughter."

Thirteen or fourteen years old, with a bored expression in the chair in a daze, seemingly uninterested in the funeral.

It's a beautiful girl again.

The two big and one small are so good-looking, the genes of this family are too strong...... Isuna Iinuma couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything else?" ”

"The second son has a daughter."

"Where?" Isao Iinuma craned his neck to observe.

"Me." The girl said lightly.

"What are you?"

"You stupid guy!"

"Huh?"

Isao Iinuma looked back.

"Iori Hanajo."

The girl introduced herself lightly.

When the two looked at each other, her eyes were clear and charming, and there was no joke at all.

"That said, it's also your father's funeral......"

"That's right."

"Then you ......"

Iinuma looked at her suspiciously.

Your father is dead, why aren't you sad at all, and you still have time to talk nonsense with me?

Iori Hanagi didn't seem interested in discussing this, and looked away, and Kyoko Hanagi happened to walk over to this side.

"Iori, it's going to be a funeral......"

Madame's voice was different from the stern or cold voice that Iinuma had imagined.

Her voice is mellow and her tone is gentle, so if you don't look at her face, you will think that she is a virtuous wife.

But that face was very stern.

The bridge of her nose was extremely high, her complexion was surprisingly white, and her long narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

The tall and plump figure, coupled with the impressive narrow phoenix eyes, makes her not only majestic when looking at her from the front, but also gives people a sense of nobility, which can bring a great sense of oppression to the person looking at her.

She looked at Iinuma with a stern gaze.

Although she didn't ask questions, the meaning of doubt in her eyes was about to overflow.

"Hello."

Iinuma Xun could only bend down and salute: "I'm Iinuma ......"

"Huh?"

The Peerless Survivor was slightly stunned.

The next moment, she frowned, as if she felt that a scene like this today was not suitable for seeing her best friend's son.

Then her gaze drifted and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

After a moment, she smiled self-deprecatingly again—I was embarrassed in front of a child.

The beautiful head slowly lifted again.

The movement was very gentle, but a lock of tied hair still fell down playfully.

"I'm going to the temple in a hurry now, I don't have time to treat you properly......" Hanajo Kyoko pressed her hair with her hand, and her charming lips showed a polite smile, "I'll let the maid take you to rest first, and then I will compensate you well when ......I'm done with the business at hand."

The moment he saw this expression, an ominous aura rippled in Iinuma's heart.

Madame, you are like an old general on the stage, with a beautiful back full of flags......

The maid came over and took Iinuma to the guest room.

The surviving led the funeral brigade out.

【Ding】

Iinuma smacked his footsteps.

The microwave oven, which had been silent for a long time, actually rang.

[You have a new limited-time event——]

【Widow of a wealthy family(S)】

[Who knows, the queen on the surface is just a poor woman walking on thin ice. 】

[The beautiful and noble Lady Huacheng looks at you condescendingly: "What is the purpose of your approach to me? …… You don't look like my father and husband in your eyes, so ...... Are you here to save me? Then you have a minute to show me your sincerity, otherwise, otherwise...... I'll punish you...... Lick my vamp clean! ”】