Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

The little feet made a series of pleasant sounds, and finally stopped in front of Lin Chun.

She smiled, stretched out her two small hands, and took Lin Chun's big hand in hers.

"Since it's the Demon King's order, then there's no way around it~ Doctor, shall we create tens of thousands of adorable little babies?"

85. Mieko’s Heartbeat Memories

In fact, Lin Chun felt the festive atmosphere as soon as he squeezed onto the overcrowded tram.

—The Tokyo Summer Fireworks Festival attracted tens of thousands of couples.

In just one carriage, the variety of Japanese-style women's yukatas was enough to dazzle the eyes.

It was originally designed for a relaxed, casual style...

At the collar, a bit of delicate skin, glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, would be revealed, intentionally or unintentionally.

The fermentation process produces distinct and fragrant aromas, which blend together, making every breath an epic experience for the lungs.

This sweltering heat and fragrance only ended when the subway arrived at the station.

Almost all the passengers in the carriage suddenly left.

Lin Chun was also sandwiched among them, and after walking up several steps, he finally reached the ground.

Most couples who participate in the summer fireworks festival choose to meet here.

Looking around, there were at least two hundred Japanese girls in yukatas, and it felt like I had wandered into the depths of a garden.

But soon, he found his own date.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to arrive before me, Rinko-chan."

"what……"

The beautiful Japanese girl, dressed in a pansy yukata, was startled by Lin Jun's initiative in striking up a conversation.

Unlike other girls, she didn't lean against or sit on the railing, scrolling through her phone while waiting.

Instead, she stood obediently under the tree, carrying a traditional Japanese cloth bag, maintaining a graceful and elegant posture.

She lowered her head slightly, letting her hair fall down her shoulders.

She was like a flower too shy to bloom.

"..."

"Rinko-chan?"

Lin Chun tilted his head in confusion.

I feel that Rinko Mizushiro was a little too dignified and composed today.

During our last date, she was like a little kitten, clingy and aloof, giving us a fantastic dating experience.

Now, after just a simple greeting, she showed an adorable, bewildered expression.

"Um... Good evening, Mr. Lin Chun!"

"Tsk~"

Up close, watching the flustered posture of the Japanese girl in a yukata, Lin Chun's interest was piqued.

In my mind, I recalled the text message that Rinko Mizushiro had sent me yesterday.

—Pretend to be your blind date for the third time, and play a "pure love game" under the romantic fireworks.

I initially thought it would be troublesome...

But looking at it now, it really has a unique charm.

"Did you bring your admission ticket?"

"Yes, it's in the bag."

Mizuki Mieko responded immediately.

I lowered my head, wanting to open the traditional Japanese-style cloth bag and take out the two tickets.

However, she witnessed her delicate hand being grasped by the other person's strong and powerful hand.

"Mr. Lin Chun, this..."

"Once we have the tickets, let's go ahead."

"But this..."

"what happened?"

"No...no, it's nothing..."

This was the first time in her life that Mihoko had witnessed the dominance of a man twenty years her junior.

That rejuvenated girlish heart felt as if it had been kicked hard, almost having its threads ripped open.

A feeling of immense happiness welled up inside me.

"Woo~~~"

She had to bite her lower lip tightly to suppress the embarrassing infatuation.

After finally calming down, she immediately focused all her attention on the physical contact between them.

—So this is what it feels like to hold hands with Mr. Lin Chun!

She swallowed hard.

As if desperately seeking something for themselves, their fingers were tightly intertwined, not allowing even the slightest gap.

With such close contact, sweat inevitably seeps into the palms and between the fingers of both parties.

When mixed together, they actually create an adhesive effect comparable to glue, making them even more difficult to separate.

Gradually, Mihoko felt that her body and mind were being completely captured by the young man.

No kidding, I want to give Rinko a younger brother or sister right now.

"Woo——"

Mieko, who had almost lost her composure, suddenly felt a surge of overwhelming shame.

Born into the Mizushiro family, she was raised to be a composed and dignified Yamato Nadeshiko.

The extremely strict family traditions were almost etched into her soul, constantly regulating her behavior.

This has been the case for the past thirty-six years.

But now, having gained a new second life, she has decided to rebel.

Even Rinko couldn't have imagined this—

In the Japanese-style cloth bag she was carrying, there were not only two admission tickets for the summer festival, but also a room key.

I want to make good use of everything while the night is still so dark.

"I'm sorry, Rinko... please forgive my stubbornness..."

Although Mieko apologized in her heart, she had no intention of stopping herself from going too far, and even wanted to intensify her efforts.

At the same time, the distance between him and Lin Chun was also rapidly shrinking.

Simply holding hands with fingers intertwined is no longer enough.

This time, she took the initiative to put her arm around Lin Chun's arm and embraced him deeply with her gentle touch.

The fragrance and softness are all-encompassing, and the loose-fitting yukata can't cover it up at all.

"Um, Rinko..."

"Mmmmm~"

"You were so reserved just now, but now you're so enthusiastic. It's really strange."

"Ah this..."

Mihoko was so shocked that she stopped in her tracks, speechless.

I thought that taking the initiative would be fine, but I didn't expect it to arouse the other party's suspicion!

If their true identity is discovered...

I have no face to face Lin Chun, and even less face to face Rinko.

86. This Japanese girl is just so cute!

"That's because..."

"It's okay, I like Rinko no matter what type she is."

Seeing the girl in the yukata looking flustered, Lin Chun was amused.