The air was silent.
Yoimiya instinctively raised the small tanuki, hiding behind it.
As if that could ward off the oppressive atmosphere.
Don't see me, don't see me!
"Nuu!"
The small tanuki trembled, flapping its short legs.
Help, I want to hide in the dirt.
Human sister is so scary!
Yoimiya gnashed her teeth behind the tanuki.
Don't move erratically!
Perhaps realizing the small tanuki couldn't possibly hide her.
Yoimiya finally mustered her courage and quietly looked at the two women.
Just then, a cold evening breeze swept past.
"Eek!"
Yoimiya and the small tanuki shivered.
What was this chill?
Could it be the aura of the legendary young lady from the Yashiro Commission!
"..."
Kamisato Ayaka's face was slightly cold, her beautiful eyes narrowed.
She stared at the doll in Yuzuriha Chizuru's arms, speechless for a long time.
"Hoo."
Her chest rose and fell slightly as she let out a long breath.
Her excellent upbringing from childhood meant she always had to maintain a noble and elegant image.
How could she easily lose her composure?
Moreover, she couldn't confirm Qin Yu's identity yet.
Losing her composure like this was foolish.
"..."
The harmless, innocent voice continued to echo in her ears.
Cute, right?
Little Yu gave it to me...
Little Yu...
Yuzuriha Chizuru's voice repeated over and over.
Kamisato Ayaka's delicate hand slowly clenched.
Her paper fan creaked.
"Very good..."
Kamisato Ayaka raised her delicate face, her smile unchanged.
She looked directly at Yuzuriha Chizuru, her gaze becoming serious.
She had initially thought she was just an ordinary young lady.
But she hadn't expected to meet a worthy opponent.
She was not to be underestimated.
Yoimiya, huddled to the side, trembled.
My good best friend, where has the sparkle in your eyes gone!
Are you going to go dark!
"Mmm."
Yuzuriha Chizuru seemed oblivious, still holding the doll.
Like a mother lulling an infant to sleep.
Her entire being radiated a gentle, maternal glow.
Suddenly, she thought of something.
She looked at Kamisato Ayaka and asked softly,
"If you have children with Little Yu in the future, will they also be this cute?"
Crack—
The surrounding air instantly chilled.
"Ahahaha... Right, Ayaka! Hiss."
Yoimiya suddenly lunged onto the table, blocking the two women.
She raised her pretty face, her smile stiff as she gasped for air.
Damn it, I rushed forward in a panic.
My chest really hurts from hitting this stone table!
She knew without a doubt her chest was being squeezed out of shape.
But she didn't have time to worry about that now.
Her intuition told her that if she didn't do something,
Something terrifying might happen.
"Miss Yoimiya, what's wrong?"
Yuzuriha Chizuru was startled and quickly stood up.
"Hahaha... I'm fine, I'm fine!"
Yoimiya quickly winked at her, waving her hands.
Her cute face turned red with anxiety.
Please, you two young ladies, stop fighting!
"Nuu! My vision is so dark, I'm suffocating!"
The small tanuki, pinned under Yoimiya, struggled desperately.
The unknown fragrance brought darkness, making it unable to breathe.
Sobbing, humans are so scary.
After a bout of chaos.
Finally, with some assistance, Yoimiya managed to straighten up.
"Ayaka, slow down, it hurts."
Kamisato Ayaka helped her back to her seat.
Upon hearing that, she couldn't help but raise her paper fan and tap Yoimiya's head.
Yoimiya rubbed her forehead, looking aggrieved.
"Why are you still so reckless? What if you get hurt?"
"It's nothing..."
Kamisato Ayaka shook her head helplessly and didn't say much more.
If Yoimiya didn't cause a ruckus, she wouldn't be Yoimiya.
The three women sat back down.
The atmosphere had lightened considerably.
Yoimiya's lips curved upwards, a sense of triumph rising in her heart.
She was so clever.
But obviously, she had underestimated how sensitive women were to emotions.
"Miss Ayaka, is there anything else?"
Yuzuriha Chizuru asked.
Kamisato Ayaka shook her head slightly, her smile gentle.
"The fireworks display planned by the Yashiro Commission is about to begin. I hope Miss Yuzuriha will enjoy it."
With that, she stood up, bowed, and prepared to leave.
It was as if the subtle confrontation just now was an illusion.
"I am looking forward to it."
Yuzuriha Chizuru returned the bow, but her vigilance did not decrease.
Her intuition told her that things were far from over.
This woman... has impure thoughts about Little Yu!
"Hey, Ayaka, wait for me."
Yoimiya reluctantly put down the small tanuki and waved.
"Then, Miss Yuzuriha, I'll be going now."
"Let's chat again sometime."
"Alright, it was nice meeting you."
Yuzuriha Chizuru smiled and bid them farewell.
...
"Ayaka, you're too slow!"
In the long corridor, Yoimiya caught up with Kamisato Ayaka.
She puffed out her cheeks indignantly, hands on her hips.
"Don't you want to explain something, Miss?"
Kamisato Ayaka stopped.
She gazed at Yoimiya with her fluttering beautiful eyes.
Just as Yoimiya was becoming uncomfortable under her gaze,
Kamisato Ayaka's lips curved into an arc.
Instantly, the world seemed to lose its color.
Yoimiya's small mouth parted.
She had to admit, Ayaka was truly beautiful.
"Although Miss Yuzuriha has a slight advantage."
"The outcome is not yet decided."
Her gentle voice carried a hidden meaning.
Yoimiya's beautiful eyes widened, "You mean..."
Kamisato Ayaka quietly raised a delicate finger to her lips and winked.
Like a mischievous girl about to play a prank.
"Just wait and see."
...
Beneath the Sacred Sakura tree.
A woman in a purple dress appeared silently.
Qin Yu raised his head and looked at the woman.
His gaze finally settled on the fox mask.
"She is..."
Yae Miko said with a playful smile,
"Oh, her? She's just a bumpkin from the countryside."