Chapter 11: An Angel Who Is Good For Nothing But Beauty and Wisdom

After Huacheng Apricot went out, the huge house became more and more deserted.

Isao Iinuma came to the atrium with a bamboo knife.

The atrium of Hanajo is large, with a large cherry tree in the middle, a pond on the left, and a flower field on the right.

The edge side of this side of the flower field is the edge side of the tea room.

The so-called edge side is an open corridor that is common in traditional Japanese houses, where families can sit together and enjoy the scenery.

In front of the sliding door of the tea room, Isao Iinuma sat cross-legged and looked at the old cherry trees in the atrium.

The sky was overcast, the red weeping cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and the clusters of flowers were like light pink umbrellas floating in mid-air.

A gust of wind blew.

The cherry trees tremble, their petals fall in a fluttering stream, and the wooden cloister is covered with petals.

Iinuma meditates like an old monk and enters a state of meditation.

My mother said that there is aura between heaven and earth, and meditation can sense aura and achieve transcendence...... It sounds very good, but after fifteen years, except for feeling hot in summer and cold in winter when meditating, Iinuma has not felt anything else for the time being.

But he persevered.

After all, meditating before practicing the sword is a very ceremonial and compelling thing.

At this time, the rain clouds opened, revealing a faint morning light.

The morning sun shines on the wet lawn and cherry blossoms, reflecting the shimmering shadows of the waterdroplets.

It's a great view!

Isao Iinuma slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

He had just gotten up to practice his sword when he suddenly heard footsteps in his ears.

Turning his head, the angel was standing five meters away, frowning slightly and hesitating, as if he was thinking about saying hello or just leaving.

Xun Iinuma got up and greeted, "Yo, Lord Angel, you're up." ”

Iori Hanagi instinctively took a step back.

Hey, what do you mean by stepping back?

Facing the other party's surprised gaze, she said expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, Iinuma-san, I don't want to touch you." ”

"What?" Iinuma was stunned.

Iori Hanajo said with a serious expression: "The thoughts in your head just now, kindergarten children will laugh when they hear it. I'm afraid that getting close to you will infect the simple clarity of your body, so I'm sorry. ”

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Isao Iinuma's originally smiling face turned black in an instant.

'Is this a flat-chested monster?' ’

In an instant, Hanagi Iori's face also darkened visibly with the naked eye.

She squinted her eyes and glared at Iinuma for a full five seconds as if she were threatening or murderous, and finally turned around and left without saying a word.

"Huh?" Isuna Iinuma shouted behind him, "Only you are allowed to complain about me, not allow me to complain about you?" It's not good to have such a double standard! ”

Hanagi Iori continued to walk forward with a blank face.

"I don't have any stomach at all, and I deserve to be called an angel?" Isao Iinuma continued to complain.

Iori Hanagi stopped and looked back at Iinuma at the end of the corridor, with a meaningful smile on her face: "I don't mind at all!" ”

"Oh, you're not angry?"

"I haven't encountered anything that can really make me angry." Hanagi Iori smiled and pulled a strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes serious, "If you can really make me angry, I will look up to you even more." ”

"So you're pretending to be angry on purpose?" Iinuma looked puzzled.

Hanagi Iori winked playfully and smiled at him: "Iinuma-san, your methods of coaxing girls are too bad. I'm really curious, how can you make your aunt happy at your level? ”

"Are you, a woman who is good for nothing but beauty and intelligence, provoking me?" Iinuma asked in a loud voice.

Iori Hanagi suddenly covered the collar of his shirt with one hand, pressed the hem of the pleated skirt with the other, and his eyes were vigilant: "Could it be that you imagined some strange strategy game in your mind with me as the object?" ”

"You can see through what I'm thinking, don't frame me!"

"Ahra, isn't it?"

"A little bit is nothing!"

The smile on Kajo Iori's face became brighter and brighter, but there was a sense of danger: "When you stop being afraid of me, think about defeating me again." Come on, don't fall so fast, after all, my charm can't be stopped by gods. ”

With that, she turned around.

Like a ghost without weight, he left lightly.

"I'm not afraid of your ......"

"Well, I'm a little scared, who wouldn't be afraid of a monster who can see through what you want at any time......"

"How do you defeat her?"

Iinuma Xun was carrying a bamboo knife, and for a while there was a sense of helplessness when he drew his sword and looked around.

Kenshin is in turmoil!

The wind blew through the yard, the cherry blossoms fell colorfully, and the old cherry trees watched him quietly.

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In the evening, Hanajo Kyoko returned home.

In the company, she is still a calm and cold female president, saving the Huacheng building in crisis.

But as soon as she returned to the door, she felt a wave of dizziness in her mind, leaning against the wall and closing her eyes, and it took a while to relieve her breath.

She went straight back to her room and continued working on the papers, only to come to her senses when her stomach protested.

Night has fallen.

Outside the window, countless raindrops poured down and did not stop.

At noon, I ate a tasteless bento, and Huacheng Apricot was already hungry at this time.

Isao Iinuma was cooking at this time.

Kyoko Hanashiro sent a message to her niece and came to the front room with her computer and documents.

Light the fireplace and continue working on the table next to the fireplace.

After the fireplace burns, the flames bring heat to the room.

The forehead of the surviving man was red by the leaping flames, and there was a slight sound of footsteps in his ears.

"Auntie, are you looking for me?"

Iori Hanajo's soft voice rang out.

In the darkness of the night, her body was shrouded in the soft light of fire, like an angel floating in the air.

Hanajo Kyoko tilted her head and looked softly: "The revenge of the red snapper group should come next month." I'll talk to Ah Xun and ask him to take you to my sister-in-law. ”

"I'm sorry, I refuse."

Angels deserve to be angels, and even if they refuse bluntly, their voices are still beautiful.

"Iori, you have to be obedient......"

"I never listen to stupid words."

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Huacheng Apricot's eyes were slightly cold, and she raised her voice categorically, and she couldn't refuse the underground order: "This family is now in charge of me!" I said I wanted you to go, and you had to leave for me! ”

The aunt's emotions were instantly agitated, which seemed to be expected by the angel.

"What about after I'm gone?" The angel asked with a smile.

Her smile was very healing, and Hanajo Apricot's cold expression eased somewhat: "The adult's business, the adult will handle it, you can live with peace of mind on the sister-in-law's side......"

"The so-called adults will deal with it, which means that they will become sows and be played with?" The angel asked unceremoniously.

Hanajo's body was shocked.

Forced to ask by her niece, my aunt's heart became a mess and she didn't know how to answer.

In the dreary atmosphere, the angel asked her aunt in a flat tone and expression, "Do you want to end up like my mother?" ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ You know? ”

"I know."

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Kyoko Hanacheng looked at her niece with complicated thoughts: "I'm sorry ......"

It's just that the niece's eyes passed over her head, and she didn't look at her face.

"The other party's purpose is to annex the entire Huacheng family, even including you. Blindly tolerate and compromise, there is no change in the situation, aunt, don't be delusional, even if you put yourself in it, it is just a delay in the time of being annexed......"

The angel said with an indifferent expression.

"Of course my aunt knows this......"

Huacheng Apricot's face was melancholy, and she muttered to herself: "But I still want to keep this home." Even if it costs me my life......"

The last part of the sentence is at the end, trembling slightly.

β€”Madame's voice revealed her determination.

The angel's gaze looked at the young man who was busy in the kitchen on the side of the hall, and said softly: "You can't change anything if you try your best, it's better to stay quietly and let someone who has the ability to ...... hard."

With that, she turned around and moved lightly.

Like no weight.

There is a spiral staircase next to the living room, and the angel walks up the stairs and disappears into the corridor on the second floor.