"What big official?" Fujiwara Reya asked curiously.
"Too lazy to ask," Kawashima Miki raised an eyebrow, speaking with a bit of pride, "In the past, I would definitely be more cautious, afraid to offend some important person. Now I couldn't care less, why should I, as a shrine maiden, be afraid of him? I like young and handsome men, not some middle-aged guy with thinning hair. He can go home to his mom!"
"Haha."
Fujiwara Reya laughed happily.
Feeling the vibrant body in his arms, he placed his left knee between her legs and his right leg across her hips, holding her body tightly.
"Hey," Kawashima Miki blushed, "What are you doing!"
Fujiwara Reya didn't answer but changed the subject: "What do you think about the Ito priest's matter?"
