People in Tokyo, the world is clear

He answered like this, hugged his slender but gentle wife tightly with one hand, turned his head with a smile, and said, "Didn't I tell you that I only have eyes for you these past two days?"

"..."

The birds blushed, turned their heads and looked to the side without saying a word, pretending to appreciate the scenery of the commercial street next to them.

We were on our way to Enoshima, the best spot in the city.

As we traveled further, the architectural style around us gradually lost its modern feel and gradually became ancient wooden buildings.

Female high school students on summer vacation strolled by in groups of two or three, carrying small bags on their backs, nudging each other and laughing heartily as they strolled.

The blush on his face echoed the shy look of the beautiful woman standing close to him.

The high school students' skirts were very short. Some, finding the middle-parted skirts too conservative, took the initiative to cut them down to the thigh. After observing this, Lin Sen could no longer continue his critical comments.

Because, the cute face next to me, which was bright and cheerful just now, suddenly changed because of the action just now.

But when the time comes, he is not panicked at all.

On the contrary, he leaned closer to Flamingo's ear, whose face was becoming increasingly gloomy, and whispered something in a low voice, so that no one else could hear, amidst her increasingly dangerous expression:

"Just now, I took a quick look at the legs of those girls."

"Honest evil doesn't add any points to your image as a clumsy and ugly person," the jealous wife snorted coldly, "Can't you take your eyes off me?"

"Not at all. I just feel a little emotional."

"Have you been captivated by those youthful thighs?"

"No no no."

The denial was followed by the next whisper in an innocent tone.

"I've looked carefully at each one. And even though they're all girls in their prime seventeen or eighteen years old, none of them have legs as beautiful as yours, Riya."

"...!"

"I'm so glad you like wearing long pants. That way, I'm the only one who can see your beautiful legs at night."

"...snort!"

Another sentence squeezed out of his throat.

However, this time, it was accompanied by the joyful emotion that had been easily felt in the past two days.

Chapter 104: Great Vision, Sincerity Makes It Come True

In the ancient commercial street, there are many shops selling small tourist souvenirs.

But Linsen glanced at the storefront where traditional clothing was displayed.

The high school girls who had just passed by each other changed into their loose yukatas and came out of the house, pointing and admiring each other's clothes that suddenly gave them a youthful and elegant look, with smiles on their faces.

The happy mood obviously aroused some itch in my heart.

He then held the hand of Ms. Ri Ya, who had distanced herself from him after being teased, and only wanted to be led by him, and suggested:

"I want to buy a few for you too."

After the words fell, his wife beside him remained unmoved, and simply expressed her thrifty attitude:

"Items at tourist attractions are usually priced at a premium. Furthermore, the quality of these garments isn't high. At least the few similar items I own are more elaborate."

"what."

At this point, I finally remembered that before a certain idiot married me, I often saw her wearing several beautiful yukatas in her cage house on weekends.

I thought those obviously expensive clothes were not included in the dowry. But now it seems...she just never took them out.

"Come to think of it, why aren't you wearing those clothes anymore? Last night, I had a dream about visiting a temple fair and watching fireworks with you."

“I don’t really like anything that’s too roomy. I hate that bagginess.”

Regarding this, Flamingo didn't say anything stubborn or lie - remembering that when they slept together in bed yesterday, she subconsciously sought close contact. At the very least, they had to keep their fingers tightly clasped.

Apparently, he has always been that insecure fool who keeps seeking help from others.

However, despite this, the woman's expression at the moment was quite interesting.

Judging from the tentative expression on his face, as if he hadn't been discovered, and the thoughtful look that flashed across his eyes, it was obvious that he had already put the plan of putting the stored bathrobes into use again on the agenda.

At the same time, he was not relaxed:

"If you, Mr. Special Fetish, truly desire that kind of clothing, I can only take great pleasure in your unfortunate misfortune that you cannot satisfy your desire."

"I'm just mentioning this out of curiosity. If you don't want to, I won't force you. After all, you look good in anything."

"Buzz Buzz is really becoming more and more skilled at annoying words."

"right."

He smiled and took a step forward, wanting to follow the footsteps of the group of young girls beside him, and walked up the stairs leading to the shrine at the foot of the mountain not far away.

But when he took a step forward, the hand holding him was holding him tightly, and he was trapped in the spot like dragging a nail.

When I turned my head, I found someone pouting and turning away, not saying a word.

He pretended to be interested in the small souvenirs in the shop next to him, but his eyes could be seen to be distracted from the side of his face.

Almost understood in seconds——

It seems that the jealousy has come out again, and she doesn't want the man she loves to be in the same boat with those young girls who have met her by chance.

Of course, we should obey the rules and regulations for this cute and arrogant behavior.

Da La La pulled her hand and ran into the store, bought almost a complete set of small doves and small Bodhidharma Buddha ornaments in different colors, and then picked up a porcelain cat piggy bank.

A sound that provokes a slight resistance from someone:

“There’s no need to take so much…”

"Remember when you bought me clothes, you didn't consider my opinion at all. What? Do you want to have double standards on this kind of thing?"

"...It's just a kind reminder out of kindness. If you insist on wasting money, Mr. Extravagance, that's your own business."

The quarrel apparently attracted the attention of the boss at the counter, who was grinning from ear to ear over a husband's purchase.

He immediately put on a face that he had no choice but to take sides in the argument between the two customers in a righteous manner.

Speaking of so-called fairness:

"Madam, your words are a bit unreasonable. When you buy a gift for your loved one, I believe your husband will also feel the fulfillment and joy of loving you. How can it be a meaningless expense? Although the items in this small shop are indeed simple..."

The generous self-deprecating remarks apparently forced a certain bird-like creature into a brief moment of moral consideration;

"I don't mean to say your product is bad..."

"You're so kind. But, ma'am, you're truly a good wife. From what we've been saying, I suppose you've bought clothes for your husband, haven't you? And when he's spending money on you, he's actually considering the importance of frugality. Such thoughtfulness in a relationship is truly enviable."

The words of the vendors at tourist attractions have been honed through thousands of trials and tribulations, and all they say are pleasant to the ear.

Flamingo was left speechless.

Just a glance at someone beside her who was rummaging through her wallet in her bag made her blush even more.

Then he lowered his head slightly, hiding his expression slightly:

"It's just for the sake of daily life."

The shy young wife who can't say what she means and the neat and tidy young man next to her form a young couple. At first glance, they look so loving that people can't help but sigh.

The smile on the boss's face continued to deepen - especially when he took over several large bills that were paid generously.

He immediately turned around and took out a small porcelain cat shaped like a pair of cats hugging each other from the cabinet, and added a few other equally exquisite small ornaments.

Presented to the generous honeymoon couple on the spot:

"This is just a small piece of handicraft, but it's not a token of respect. It was carved by my unmarried daughter. I hope it can bless you two with peace and happiness."

I have to say that this man is middle-aged and has seen tourists from all over the world and is indeed very experienced.

It is truly amazing that just a few words can make customers satisfied and willing to pay.

So much so that it wasn't until they actually reached the shrine building on the mountainside that a certain fool with a smile on his face came to his senses and couldn't help but sigh.

"In the end, I fell into the trap myself and was unable to stop Mr. Big Spendthrift from being deceived."

"It's not expensive, actually. Based on our current income, we can get it back in a day."

"Tian Zhen, do you think bestsellers are normal?" Ms. Li Ya put her hands on her hips. "If you keep spending like this every day, you might end up running out of money."

"Today and tomorrow, your happiness is the most important thing."

I had already decided that I would never argue with this silly woman in the next few days - even though that is also a very interesting and happy process, but only during this short honeymoon, I wanted to say the most frank words to her.

I also hope to temporarily unlock her true heart during this period.

However, my wife seemed to have not realized my thoughts in time and responded yet - at this moment, she was still talking in a roundabout way.

But there was no rush. Even though that idiot was a little slow to react, he would eventually realize it and adjust within the next two days.

As a husband, I firmly hold this idea in my heart.

So, he just smiled and took her to the prayer house at the entrance of the shrine to ask for a fortune note.

"If the result is bad, tie it to the railing at the door and be baptized to ward off bad luck. If it's good, take it with you... What lot did you draw?"

"I've never had good luck."

The woman, who hadn't even unfolded the folded paper in her hand, sighed prematurely, her expression and movements like she was submitting to the willfulness of a three-year-old. "Besides... I've always been a materialist who doesn't really believe in metaphysics."

That being said.

Yet, a hint of trepidation still crossed Kobayashi Rimei's face as she unfolded the slip. Then, a crisscross of surprise, smug delight, and even a mask of boredom flashed across her face.

"What's the result?" Lin Sen asked.

Then, a piece of paper with the word "Daji" on it was casually held in his hand and waved a few times in the air in front of him.

"Wow."

The young man opened his eyes wide and showed the note he had just hidden in his hand.

It is exactly the same as Daji:

"So, if there really are gods or fate, we will be blessed if we stay together?"

"It's probably just a cheap trick designed by the shrine to increase sales of fortune-telling papers."

Kobayashi Rimei had the look of someone who'd had enough. "This kind of lucky sign should be easy to draw. Essentially, it's just a matter of spending money for fun."

But the next second after the words fell, several groups of people passed by.

They held the same paper notes in their hands, but with different expressions.

Waves of discussions reached the couple's ears:

"What are you? I'm Xiao Xiong."

"Big evil."

"They're all bad luck. Did the shrine owner deliberately create so many bad luck sticks so we can all tie them around the door and perform ablutions, to make it look like the place is bustling with worshippers?"

"I seriously doubt it! Business tricks..."

"..."

"I'm Xiao Xiong."

"I'm really bad! What bad luck!"

"I'm Xiaoji! Haha~ Are you all the same? I'm the only one who can take the signature paper back, right?"

"You bastard! You were so lucky when you were in school. It's really abominable..."

"..."

The heated discussion drifted over like the wind, and immediately a certain wife, who had made a solemn promise, fell into a temporary state of petrification.

Then, under her husband Jun's meaningful gaze, she could only cough twice, hurriedly but carefully stuffed the signature paper into the small bag she carried with her, and stood firm without saying a word as her hand was held again.

When we got to the wishing fountain further inside the building, we interrupted the person next to us who was about to continue introducing himself:

"I know this. I've seen something similar in Chiba. I need to prepare..." She rummaged through her small bag and found two five-yen coins. "Here."

Five yen sounds like “fate” in Japanese.