Saying that, she raised her right hand, making a downward slicing gesture.
Fujiwara Reya couldn't help but shudder.
Across from him, it seemed like two cold flames ignited in Mrs. Hoshimi's pupils.
In that case, what about her daughter's happiness!
Mrs. Kasahara also frowned unhappily!
Amid the crackling of firewood, the flames gradually died down, and Fujiwara Reya raised his hand, gently squeezing Amaterasu's exquisite and fragrant shoulder. Her fair skin peeked enticingly from beneath the red collar of her robe.
"Just help me once more, okay?" he asked again.
Amaterasu lowered her head, tightly pressing her lower lip.
This appearance etched itself into Fujiwara Reya's eyes, making him involuntarily lower his hand a bit.
"Aunt Amaterasu, when I was a kid, I loved being with you... That warmth back then, like a hot spring, often wells up in my heart. You are the supreme Great God, the gentle and forgiving Sun Goddess, you wouldn't be so heartless, would you?"
