From Spring to Death

"Well, bye, Auntie."

"Thank you for your hospitality, Auntie."

"You're welcome, kids, come again next time!"

Mrs. Yuigahama greeted with a smile, and then was pulled in by her woman.

"Mom, you're so messy!"

"If you weren't so stupid, I wouldn't be so troublesome!"

"Mom, did you draw the lipstick mark on it?"

"How is that possible? That's too troublesome."

"Mom used her mouth!"

"But, Kanyu-san does have a good figure!"

"You!!!"

"Jealous?"

"Angry?"

"Hmph!!! I won't pay attention to you!!!"

...

"How about I go back first?"

Hina Ebina had long wanted to escape from this group of people.

"Ah, is it okay for you to go back alone?"

Yumiko, if you can put away the smile on your face for a while, I will believe that you really don't want me to go home alone.

"It's okay, see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow."

"Is your hand injured?"

There was a band-aid on the index finger of Miura Yumiko's left hand. She was burned because she was impatient in the kitchen.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Let me see."

Kamiyu took her left hand and tore off the band-aid.

"Hiss~~"

"You said it doesn't hurt."

Kamiyu gathered the spirit particles in the air and helped her repair the burn on her finger.

"Okay, it doesn't hurt now."

"This is amazing, can you teach me?"

"You can't learn this."

The unique spirit particle control ability of the Quincy is unparalleled in the world.

"Tell me about your painting."

"I don't know much about this."

"I only know that one day I was attacked by that monster again, and I wanted you to save me, and then you in the painting came out to save me."

"Just like before!"

It was like a dream scene.

"Didn't you really leave that painting to protect me?"

Miura Yumiko didn't know that it was from her own ability.

"No, you used your own power to protect yourself."

"Me?"

Miura Yumiko pointed at herself: "But, I'm just an ordinary person."

"When a person's desire for a certain aspect reaches its extreme, miracles are likely to happen."

"You must have thought of me saving you at that time, so the miracle happened to you."

"You used your own power to make the painting have the ability to exorcise evil spirits."

"But you have been thinking of me, so I came out of the painting."

"In fact, you don't need to keep wanting me to save you."

"You already have the ability to protect yourself."

"You have to learn to use your own power to make the you in the painting come alive and protect yourself."

"I understand, but I don't know how to use my own power..."

"So, I will guide you and help you."

Kamiyu Yuma took Miura Yumiko's hand.

Yumiko Miura lives alone at home, and her parents work outside all year round.

"This is my studio."

Yumiko Miura brought Yuma Kamiya to her studio.

There was an unfinished painting on the drawing board. Judging from the outline of the face, it was undoubtedly Yuma Kamiya.

"These are all me."

"Yes."

Although Yumiko Miura was shy, she let Yuma Kamiya see her secret.

But she had already prepared herself mentally, and her competitor seemed a little strong. If she was timid, could she achieve her goal?

"Then, let's finish these paintings together."

"Yes!"

Yumiko Miura continued to finish the unfinished parts, while Yuma Kamiya added Yumiko Miura in the blank areas.

The blank areas were not small, as if Yumiko Miura deliberately left these areas to paint herself.

Because they were painting on the same drawing board, the two were very close.

"Calm down."

"This is also part of training you to master your own power."

"Only by keeping your concentration at all times can you become a qualified warrior."

I understand the truth, but you are too close!

Also, don't blow on my neck!

Miura Yumiko's neck is as red as the braised prawns.

Her hand holding the paintbrush is shaking a little.

In the end, it was Kanba Yuma who held her hand and completed the painting hand in hand.

Miura Yumiko also sweated because it was too hot.

"I... I'm going to take a shower first!"

Miura Yumiko felt sticky and uncomfortable.

Moreover, her sweat all got on Kamiyuki Yuma, so embarrassing!

"Well, it's getting late."

"I should go too."

"It's so late, are you going back?"

"Of course, there are people waiting for me."

"Otherwise, I'll sleep on your bed tonight?"

"It's not impossible..."

Miura Yumiko replied hesitantly, not noticing that Kamiyuki Yuma had already left.

"Hey, has he left?"

"Did he hear what I said just now?"

...

"This doesn't seem to be your home, does it?"

"Everyone needs a little space of their own!"

"I'll come to stay in this house for a few days from time to time, just as a vacation."

Yukinoshita Haruno kicked off her high heels and massaged her sore ankles through her stockings.

"Why, do you like it?"

"Do you want to try it yourself?"

Yukinoshita Haruno hooked up her black silk feet, with her toes clasped and relaxed. For foot fetishists, it is really attractive.

And the feet in silk stockings that have been worn for a day are even more attractive to heavy-taste foot fetishists.

"Although I do belong to the foot fetish, I am only interested in clean feet."

"I haven't reached that perverted level yet."

Kamiba Yuma kicked Yukinoshita Haruno's feet away.

"What a boring man."

Yukinoshita Haruno took off her silk stockings and threw them into the trash can casually.

"Don't let me catch you rummaging through my trash can!"

"You are too narcissistic, Miss Haruno."

"I don't care about you. I'm tired after a day. I'm going to relax."

Yukinoshita Haruno took a bath in the bathroom and then came out.

"You asked me to come here to accompany you?"

"Why, can't you accompany me?"

"I've been running around for you, and you don't even want to give me a little time?"

"It's a bit strange for an adult to say that, as if I'm a gigolo and don't understand my wife who works hard outside."

"Not only that, you, a gigolo, are also hooking up with women outside."

Yukinoshita Haruno poked Kanba Yuma's chest.

"What's that smell on you?"

"Well, it should be the smell of a woman."