Butler Hero: Family Status in Danger!
Me?
Upon hearing Fujino's eyes flashed with a thoughtful expression.
To be honest, even as a time traveler, he didn't know how he was perceived by others.
He knew very well what kind of person he was, but in the eyes of others...
With this thought in mind, he subconsciously asked, "Speaking of Momiji, what kind of person am I, as you know me?"
Upon hearing this, Ooka Momiji first touched her chin with her hand and thought about it seriously.
After a moment's thought, a blush gradually rose on her cheeks, and she spoke softly, "She's usually very easygoing and gentle, but when she gets serious, she's a completely different person. She's very responsible and very restrained when it comes to relationships, even a little too restrained... She's always thinking about the people around her, and sometimes she even neglects herself..."
Fujino raised his head slightly and chuckled softly, "I didn't expect I to look so good..."
After all, on the surface he is a gifted detective, a handsome guy, a young man with a net worth of over 100 million, and the Fujihiko of pursuit by countless girls.
But who knows if his identity as a violent criminal pursued by the Japan police, a killer who kills without shedding blood, and the police's number one wanted terrorist is exposed.
Will she still...?
Ooka Momiji, standing to the side, suddenly noticed a look in Fujino's eyes.
She gently shook her head, her short hair swaying as she spoke, "Actually, I don't quite know how to describe you either, because even the most beautiful words can't adequately describe the person I know..."
As she spoke, she clenched her small hands, her face showing a hint of naivety, and continued, "But this feeling is unmistakable. The person I've fallen for is you, and that will never change, no matter what."
Fujino looked down at her, wanting to speak, but after opening his mouth, he didn't know what to say.
Hey rich girl, do you have mind-reading abilities?
Could it be that it's been linked to some kind of system that listens to our thoughts?
How did I manage to capture that damned cowardice I carried over from my past life, that fear of gain and loss?
Fujino paused for a moment.
If I were a gigolo in a dating simulation game, I feel like I would be completely won over and end up in bed at your mercy after this whole ordeal.
Ooka Momiji is right; even descriptions cannot be accurately expressed.
Perhaps that's just human nature... a complex and multifaceted entity.
There are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people's eyes.
But for the person making the statement, it is as long as it is a Hamlet she knows.
That is the only Hamlet.
Thinking about this, Fujino felt inexplicably strange.
Honestly...
As an old man in spirit, he was actually enlightened by a girl so much younger...
The two of them just stared at each other silently.
The sounds of cicadas chirping, flowing water, and rustling leaves drifted by.
The surroundings gradually quieted down.
All that remains is the hustle and bustle unique to summer.
"Miss Momiji, Fujino, the car is ready..."
At that moment, Iori Muga walked over from not far away.
As he approached, he sensed something was off and suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"I see."
Ooka Momiji snapped out of her reverie, responded to the Butler Hero, and then looked at Fujino and said, "In that case, let's set off quickly. It's a rare opportunity to come here, so I want to show you around Kyoto and let you experience the charm of its rich history!"
"Okay, let's go!"
Fujino glanced at the Rolex, nodded slightly in agreement, and decisively followed Ooka Momiji: "It'll be noon soon, otherwise we won't be able to shop for much longer."
"..."
Iori Muga watched the two people walk away down the path, and then fell silent.
I have this feeling like I've messed up?
So complicated...
Without thinking too much, he was about to turn around when he was suddenly drawn to a handprint that was fiercely imprinted on the wooden railing.
Iori Muga eyes slightly, remembering that everything was fine when she left home this morning.
As a former police officer, he quickly ruled out his own daughter and identified the suspect.
"Well..."
After a moment of silence, Iori Muga let out a soft sigh.
That kind of explosive power is something even Tyson might not be able to replicate.
Even he probably couldn't beat him.
Butler Hero was filled with worry about the young lady's future.
The young lady's future status in the family is in danger!
With Momiji, a native of Kyoto, by my side, I visited many famous tourist spots in Fujino and heard a lot of professional explanations...
It's just that locals, for example, say it's a small place from ancient times, have been hyped up as a tourist attraction.
Along the way, we visited Kiyomizu-dera- dera Temple, Togetsukyo Bridge, and various pavilions and temples. We also went to the bamboo grove where our teacher, whom we had known for his heartbreaking story, lived.
After dark, Fujino returned to the Ooka family and stayed for the night, staying in the room next to Momiji's.
The next morning, Fujino followed Ooka Momiji to Kyoto's airport and boarded a private plane that appeared out of nowhere to travel to Okinawa.
A hotel by the sea in Ryukyu.
"Knock knock knock!"
Fujino changed into a pair of beach shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, came out of his room, and knocked on the door of the business suite next door. "Momiji, are you ready?"
"Alright!"
An anxious voice came from inside the room, followed by hurried footsteps, and a pretty figure pushed the door open.
What came into view was a curvaceous figure with short, slightly wavy, light brown hair and wearing a bikini.
Fujino glanced at it.
Momiji's black bikini was rather conservative; although a large area of her fair skin was exposed, the important parts were completely covered by the black fabric.
Even though the fabric was sturdy, the very voluptuous shape still gave the impression that it was about to collapse, and the buttons at the back would pop open at any moment.
"How's my swimsuit...?"
She covered her chest with her hand, her face flushed, and winked at Fujino.
"Heh, not bad."
Fujino coughed lightly and looked away.
As a gentleman, Fujino naturally wouldn't deliberately look at it...
Well, even if I did look, I only glanced at it a couple of times out of the corner of my eye.
He is definitely not a sleazy person; it's just that the other person is just too well-endowed.
"Great... Wait a minute, I'll go get my coat."
Ooka Momiji breathed a sigh of relief, smiled knowingly, and turned to go back to her room.
"Coat?"
"Mmm-hmm."
Ooka Momiji nodded and explained, "Now that you've already seen it, no one else can see a single thing in my swimsuit..."
"Then go quickly..."
Fujino chuckled dryly, surprised that the rich lady would be so conservative.
That's true. After all, she grew up in a traditional Japanese family. Although her lifestyle leans towards Westernization, she is still conservative at heart.
There's no problem with wearing a bikini out normally.
Fujino, with his modern ideas, isn't too unpleasant either.
However, being conservative is a good idea.
Who doesn't like a conservative girl?
[Reposted from Pixiv AI image]