Kawashima Miki had a sullen face and used her fists to hit him all over.
The Ferrari sped past, as the familiar cityscape retreated, the flat scenery turned into a more striking mountain landscape. Once they entered the Ookamizuki area, the view on both sides was completely blocked by the dense mountains.
Kawashima Miki seemed to have gotten tired from hitting, and lay down on Fujiwara Reya to rest.
Her eyes were closed, head gently resting on his shoulder, breathing quietly through her nose. Fujiwara Reya glanced down; under her clothes, the style of her bra peeked out. From the fair skin of the V-neck, a deep shadow was revealed.
Fujiwara Reya closed his eyes.
He took a deep breath.
Some things weren't under his control if he wanted them to be. Kawashima Miki slightly opened her eyes, gave him a disdainful look.
"If Fukaeri wasn't here, you'd be in trouble," Fujiwara Reya threatened her slightly, holding her tightly without any gap between them.
