"Hips wider than shoulders, better than..."
Looking at that astonishing waist-to-hip ratio, Hayato couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Such a perfect honeyed hip, wider than shoulders, wasn't something one could encounter just anywhere.
What was going on today? Why did so many exquisite female believers suddenly appear all at once?
Peach blossoms blooming everywhere, that was truly accurate.
"Master, I wish to enter the Temple to cultivate!"
The Woman, who had finished paying respects to the buddha, suddenly spoke.
Hmm?
Enter the Temple to cultivate?
Hayato was slightly taken aback, was it that sudden?
Looking at the Woman's age, which was around thirty, Hayato felt a bit strange. Women of this age were in the prime of their lives.
They had looks, they had figures.
The number of their suitors could probably line up all the way to Tokyo.
How could someone so young be so desperate as to run to a Temple to cultivate?
However, Hayato had absolutely no reason to refuse this request.
"Is it not possible?"
Seeing Hayato not speaking, a hint of disappointment flashed in Takayanagi Yukiho's eyes.
However, Takayanagi Yukiho also knew that not all Temples would allow outsiders, especially a Woman, to enter and cultivate.
Takayanagi Yukiho clasped her hands together, bowed slightly, and was about to turn and leave.
"Layman, stay!"
Seeing the person about to leave, Hayato, who had reacted, immediately spoke to keep her.
Such a beautiful Woman, actively seeking to enter the Temple to cultivate.
If Hayato didn't accept such a readily available benefit, then Hayato would be a fool.
"If Layman wishes to enter the Temple to cultivate, This humble monk will certainly not refuse, but This humble monk is a little curious...."
Hayato looked at the Woman's charming face.
Elegant, intellectual, with the beauty of a mature young Madam.
This mature married Woman's temperament was his favorite type.
In this regard, Hayato's preferences were the same as Boss Cao's.
Hayato was just a little curious why such a beautiful Woman would choose to enter the Temple to cultivate.
"This humble monk is just a little curious. If Layman is unwilling to say, it's fine."
Takayanagi Yukiho's expression was sad, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"To be honest, Master, I have been married twice."
"However, each husband died tragically on the day of my marriage."
"My husbands' parents say I am a jinx, and even my own parents don't welcome me. Now I have nowhere to go."
"Now I just want to stay in the Buddha Temple and accompany the ancient Buddha."
Jinx?
And she consecutively jinxed two husbands to death.
Hiss!
This was quite something.
Hayato's eyes became serious. One could be explained by coincidence, but two could not be explained by mere coincidence.
In this situation, either she was haunted by a certain Evil Spirit, or she was cursed by someone.
Hayato's gaze fell on the Woman, and sure enough, Hayato saw a trace of unusual Yin energy on the Woman's body.
First of all, it could be confirmed that this Woman should not have been cursed by someone.
Otherwise, at such a close distance, it would be impossible for Hayato not to sense the abnormal magic power fluctuations.
Then it could only be the work of an Evil Spirit.
What kind of Evil Spirit could pass through the Yakushi Temple's Mountain Gate and still evade the detection of the medicine buddha statue?
Hayato immediately became interested in his heart.
"Since that is the case, then the layman can stay at the Temple for now."
Anyway, there are quite a few empty rooms in the backyard.
Hayato simply arranged for the Woman to stay directly in the Temple.
"Thank you, Master!"
Takayanagi Yukiho was full of gratitude and followed Hayato to the backyard.
"This humble monk has extra bedding in my room, but this room hasn't been occupied for a long time, so the layman will have to clean it herself."
Takayanagi Yukiho naturally had no objections.
Being taken in by Yakushi Temple was a fortunate thing in her eyes.
After Hayato settled the Woman's living place, he took out a set of black Kasaya from the room.
"Since you have entered the Temple to cultivate, you cannot wear these clothes anymore; from now on, wear this Kasaya."
There are also Buddhist nuns in Japan's Buddhist Temples.
Many monks even choose to marry Buddhist nuns as wives and manage the Temple together.
Moreover, women who enter the Temple for cultivation like Takayanagi Yukiho do not need to shave their heads and become nuns.
They can also use their original names and do not need to take a Buddhist name.
In this regard, the Monks in Japan are quite free.
Whether to use their original name or take a Buddhist name is entirely up to their preference.
Temples also have the service of giving people Buddhist names, but of course, they charge money.
Taking a Buddhist name probably costs tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of yens.
Each Temple has different standards.
"Thank you, Master!"
Takayanagi Yukiho knelt on the ground and bowed deeply.
As the saying goes, if you want to look beautiful, wear mourning white.
A black Kimono is only worn by those whose families have died or by widows.
Takayanagi Yukiho's mature and charming temperament, coupled with this simple colored Kimono, the fair skin exposed at her neck, and her long purple hair tied up.
There was an indescribable allure.
Hayato looked at the perfect curves beneath the Kimono, which appeared especially plump and beautiful due to her kneeling and bending posture, and ripples appeared beneath his Kasaya.
As Takayanagi Yukiho stood up, her gaze inadvertently met the change close at hand, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Blushing slightly, she turned her head away.
This Master looks quite proper, but why does he seem a little improper?
However, looking at that handsome face, Takayanagi Yukiho's heart seemed to beat much faster.
The sadness in her heart due to her husband's passing also gained some inexplicable thoughts.
"This Master, his figure and appearance seem very good..."
Startled by her bold thought, the red-faced Takayanagi Yukiho clasped her hands together and silently recited a few Buddhist names.
Buddha forgive!
However, this Master's Buddha Law is indeed great and profound.
Why is a man who looks so thin and weak on the outside so strong when he gets serious?
Hayato left Takayanagi Yukiho to tidy the room and left himself.
He came to the room next door and saw Tanaka Saya who was watching a TV series with Suzuki Miyuki.
Because she was in the room, Tanaka Saya was wearing simple underwear, her full white and smooth skin appeared even fairer against the black lace hollow two-piece set.
Hearing the movement and seeing Hayato enter, Tanaka Saya's face turned red.
"Hayato, why don't you knock before coming in?"
Saying that, she transformed into that black formal dress.
Hayato looked at Tanaka Saya, who was lying on the ground with her sweet buttocks slightly raised, and took a deep breath.
"Miyuki, you go next door and watch TV for a while."
"Okay!"
Although Suzuki Miyuki didn't know what was happening, she still obediently ran to the room next door upon hearing the words.
"Hayato, don't mess around."
As if she had guessed what was about to happen, Tanaka Saya's flushed face turned slightly pale.
She hadn't fully absorbed yesterday's Buddha Law yet, and if he instilled some more Buddha Law into her, it would definitely be full.
She didn't want to be too full.
Her little belly would swell up.
Hayato completely ignored her meaning and directly took off his Kasaya.
Seeing Tanaka Saya's eyes dodging, indicating she was not very cooperative.
The Buddhist beads in his hand flew out directly, tying her hands together, hanging in the air like a swing.
Hayato walked over, lifted those fleshy thighs, lifted her skirt, and pushed aside the obstacles.
The black formal dress, split up to the thigh, rolled up along her thighs, all the way up to the sides of her waist and hips, with the hem hanging freely.
"Buddha is merciful!"
Hayato recited a Buddhist name and slowly lowered Tanaka Saya's body.
Tanaka Saya couldn't help but sigh, her fair swan neck tilted back, her smooth skin flushed red.
As Hayato released his hands, her two long legs twisted around like pythons.
Fortunately, Hayato was skilled in fighting techniques and swung the swing lightly.
He used inertia and gravity to teach the Buddha Law.
After teaching Buddha Law knowledge for a while, he seemed to feel that this efficiency was too low.
Hayato put down the dazed Tanaka Saya, looked at the perfect peach curve from behind, and began to teach the Buddha Law of Bodhisattva sitting on a lotus.
Tanaka Saya looked blankly at the sky, her mind completely filled with the profundity of the Buddha Law.
Her hands unconsciously placed on her chest, as if only this way could she more deeply feel that devout heart towards Buddha.
"Receive This humble monk's Buddha Law!"
"You are not allowed to forget a single bit!"
Hayato shouted in a deep voice, reached out and pinched Tanaka Saya's neck, pressing her smooth back, holding her firmly against the ground.
The shaking sin and the floor squeezed out a overflowing shape, Tanaka Saya's body was stiff and trembling, her breathing seemed to have frozen.
She wanted to struggle, but under wave after wave of hot Buddha Law, she couldn't muster any strength.
She could only grip the floor tightly, her eyes gradually losing focus.
As the Buddha Law infusion was completed, Hayato breathed a sigh of relief.
This evil obstacle is deeply sinful. If I don't diligently teach and impart Buddha Law to wash away the resentment from her body, how can she have a chance to transcend and become a Buddha?
He is saving her.
His Mahayana Buddhism is profound and unfathomable.
The path to salvation is within it.
As long as she can calm down and comprehend the buddha scriptures, becoming a Buddha is only a matter of time.
In an extremely devout posture, Tanaka Saya, who was kneeling on the ground, her slender waist, which was difficult to grasp, trembled for a long time before she regained her senses.
"Comprehend properly, I will check your homework tomorrow."
"I'll go take a shower first, remember to come over and clean yourself up later."
Looking at Hayato who turned and left, a hint of resentment flashed in Tanaka Saya's eyes.
This scoundrel, it's always like this.
Ruthless after finishing, he simply treats her as a tool.
"What does this scoundrel even see me as?"
Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she saw Suzuki Miyuki walking in with a red face, and Tanaka Saya's face immediately turned crimson.
Thinking that she was still in such a dishevelled posture, she quickly got up and tidied her skirt.
"Sister Saya, what were you doing?"
Suzuki Miyuki's face was flushed. Just now, she heard Tanaka Saya's voice sounding very pained, so she ran over to secretly check the situation.
As a result, she saw Brother Monk bullying Sister Saya, but she didn't dare to interfere.
She was just very curious about what these two were doing.
After all, Tanaka Saya's voice sounded very pained, but her expression seemed quite happy.
Pain and happiness coexisting.
Suzuki Miyuki felt very strange in her heart. Since it was so painful, why did she still do it?
"We were, discussing Buddha Law."
Tanaka Saya looked at those overly innocent eyes and couldn't help but feel a little guilty, not daring to make eye contact with Suzuki Miyuki.
Suddenly, as if she felt something, Tanaka Saya's expression was a little strange.
She uncomfortably pressed her skirt, her expression somewhat embarrassed...
She had tidied her skirt too hastily just now, and hadn't even put on her mask properly.
Moreover, the Buddha Law seemed unable to stay inside and was flowing out.
Hayakawa Rin feels very uncomfortable.
"Hayakawa Rin will go to the bathroom."
Tanaka Saya walked out of the room with her legs clamped together, heading towards the bathroom.
Suzuki Miyuki furrowed her lovely brows, looking at Tanaka Saya's back, and couldn't help but show a suspicious look in her eyes.
A strange smell filled the air.
It smelled quite pleasant.
"Sister Saya and Monk brother, aren't they secretly eating something delicious?"
At the same time, Takayanagi Yukiho, who was tidying up the room next door, also heard the commotion coming from next door.
Listening to the sound, it vaguely seemed like two people.
One was the Master's voice, and the other sounded like a Woman.
But where did a Woman come from in the Temple?
Just when Hayakawa Rin thought Hayakawa Rin was having auditory hallucinations, the continuous commotion lasted for a full hour before stopping.
Takayanagi Yukiho, leaning against the wall with her hand on her skirt, had a dazed look in her eyes.
When Hayakawa Rin came to her senses, her kimono was already soaked with sweat.
Looking at her hands, a strong blush of shame flashed across Takayanagi Yukiho's face.
Hayakawa Rin was really thirsty, and actually exercised herself by secretly listening to others exercising.
But Hayakawa Rin couldn't control her body at all.
Both husbands died suddenly on the wedding night, and Hayakawa Rin had been married twice but had never experienced the pleasure of a real man.
Even this mature beautiful body is still an uncultivated wasteland to this day.
It has not been enjoyed by any man.
Thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger.
Hayakawa Rin is also a Woman, a Woman with normal needs and desires.
Hayakawa Rin also has a Woman's normal needs in her heart.
Therefore, Hayakawa Rin couldn't suppress the desire in her heart.
Coming to the Temple for cultivation this time was also to restrain the desires in Hayakawa Rin's heart.
Hayakawa Rin doesn't want to hurt anyone else because of Hayakawa Rin, and the Temple is the best choice.
It can make Hayakawa Rin, this bad Woman, learn to restrain the desires in her heart.
But who would have thought that on just the first day, Hayakawa Rin couldn't control herself a little.
"Go take a bath and calm down."
Takayanagi Yukiho took the kasaya that Hayato had prepared for Hayakawa Rin and walked towards the bathroom.
Swish!
Just as the bathroom was opened, Hayakawa Rin met a pair of deep eyes.
Hayato, who had taken off all his clothes and was about to rinse his body, looked at the Woman who opened the door and frowned slightly.
Their eyes met, and Takayanagi Yukiho's gaze was involuntarily attracted by the strong body.
A height of 1.85 meters, well-defined muscle lines, like a perfect statue carved from stone.
The slightly hot water mist, mixed with that strong male aura, rushed towards her face.
Takayanagi Yukiho couldn't help but rub her legs, her whole body trembling.
"Excuse me!"
Coming to her senses, Takayanagi Yukiho quickly closed the bathroom door and leaned against the nearby wall, panting heavily.
But her mind was completely occupied by the scene from just now.
Before, it wasn't clear through the kasaya, but now Hayakawa Rin realizes that this Master's Buddha Law is so profound, it's a bit beyond her expectation.
It's impossible for anyone to learn such profound Buddha Law, right?
Takayanagi Yukiho felt a bit doubtful about life and couldn't help but measure with her hand on her lower abdomen.
A little higher than the belly button.
If this Buddha Law is taught without reservation, people will definitely die, right?
"Strange!"
In the bathroom, Hayato looked at the closed door and couldn't help but shake his head.
It's also his fault. Having gotten used to living alone in the Temple, he forgot that there was an outsider here.
He also forgot to hang the 'In Use' sign outside.
Speaking of which, there are three baths in Yakushi Temple, one for men, one for women, and one for mixed bathing.
For segregated bathing, all clothes must be removed before entering the water.
For mixed bathing, it's the opposite; swimsuits must be worn.
Of course, if someone is having a silver party, that's a special case.
Under normal circumstances, friends bathing together and chatting will wear yukata to avoid embarrassment for everyone.
Although people in Japan have very open views on this, things like Hayakawa Rin and Father bathing together and scrubbing each other's backs happen occasionally.
But being open doesn't mean there are absolutely no bottom lines.
Father and Hayakawa Rin bathing together is mostly when Hayakawa Rin is very young, which is understandable.
In fact, after Hayakawa Rin's age exceeds middle school, such things rarely happen.
Mixed bathing is just to save resources, after all, the lives of most people in Japan are not really very wealthy.
Save what can be saved.
"Hayakawa Rin should find time to clean up the other two bathrooms."
Hayato walked into the bath, thinking to himself.
Because there were too few people living here before, the other two bathrooms haven't been used for a long time, and Hayakawa Rin doesn't know if they can still be used.
Looking at Tanaka Saya, who was squatting beside the bath, controlling something, Hayato felt slightly helpless.
"Hayato has had enough, Hayato has been squatting for several minutes."
Tanaka Saya, who also took off her clothes and planned to take a bath, squatted beside the bath and rinsed her body.
Only after confirming there were no residues did Hayakawa Rin slowly get up.
Hearing this, Hayakawa Rin couldn't help but roll her eyes at Hayato.
"Don't Hayato think about who is causing this."
This guy has absolutely no clear understanding of the situation.
Doesn't Hayakawa Rin know how big Hayakawa Rin's capacity is?
Chapter Seventy-Six: The Sorrowful Shame of the Beautiful Young Woman!
Hayakawa Rin is an Evil Spirit, okay? This guy's buddha scriptures are no different from poison to Hayakawa Rin.
It almost burned Hayakawa Rin through with the Buddha Law.
Complaining, Tanaka Saya lifted her leg and stepped into the bath.
Hayato glanced at the unobstructed view close at hand, and the strange look in his eyes immediately made Tanaka Saya feel wary.
"Monk, that's enough."
"Does Hayato really want to kill Hayakawa Rin?"
Hearing this, Hayato rubbed his nose, his expression a little helpless.
"Look, Hayato is impatient again."
"Hayakawa Rin said that Hayato's Buddha Law cultivation is not thorough."
Tanaka Saya was full of contempt. Is this the reason why the Buddha Law cultivation is not thorough?
What kind of good ghost can withstand this Monk's use three times a day?
Hayato soaked in the bath for a while, looking at Tanaka Saya who was still soaking in the bath and had no intention of leaving.
Hayato couldn't help but shake his head.
This Woman is really leisurely enough.
All day long, besides eating and watching dramas, Hayakawa Rin is forced to exercise.
Not at all like an Evil Spirit.
In comparison, he is more like an ox or a horse.
"Hayato can continue soaking, Hayakawa Rin will leave first."
After rinsing his body, Hayato left the bath.
Putting on his kasaya, Hayato came outside Takayanagi Yukiho's room.
Before even getting close, Hayato heard a low sound coming from inside the room, seemingly forcibly restraining Hayakawa Rin, as if afraid of being discovered by others.
However, his hearing has been enhanced, and he can clearly hear movements within a radius of several hundred meters, even whispers.
Let alone being separated by just one door, at such a close distance.
What is this Woman doing?
Hayato's eyes were full of doubt, and he raised his hand to knock on the door.
Inside the room, there was suddenly a strange noise, followed by a flurry of hurried footsteps.
Swish!
After a moment, the room door opened.
"Master!"
The panting Takayanagi Yukiho looked as if she had just exercised.
Her chest rose and fell, and her breathing was rapid.
But she still forced herself to look at Hayato calmly, her face showing an uneasy and awkward expression as if she had been caught doing something bad.
When their eyes met, Takayanagi Yukiho only lasted a few seconds before she couldn't help but turn her head away.
Having just encountered such an awkward situation, and now suddenly being alone with Hayato like this, her toes were curling in embarrassment.
What's more, she had just been secretly exercising in the room, and then Hayato came to knock on the door.
It made her feel a sense of shame, like she had been caught doing something bad.
"What are Hayato doing?"
Looking at Takayanagi Yukiho, who was slow to open the door, Hayato couldn't help but frown.
The room was only this big, why did it take so long to open the door?
His gaze looked towards the room behind the Woman.
The dusty room had been cleaned, and bedding had been laid on the floor.
The bedding was neatly arranged, but there was a sunken area in the middle, clearly indicating someone had sat there.
Hayato narrowed his eyes. With a pair of physical eyes cultivated to the extreme, he clearly saw that the sunken area of the bedding was somewhat damp.
Looking at Takayanagi Yukiho, whose face was flushed, forehead sweaty, and eyes drifting, not daring to make eye contact with him.
Then looking at her slightly disheveled clothes, he seemed to guess something.
This Woman might have been doing yoga to sweat so much.
"Since Hayato are cultivating at Yakushi Temple, if Hayato encounter any difficulties in life in the future, Hayato can always find This humble monk to resolve them."
"This humble monk's favorite thing in This humble monk's life is helping others."
Hayato looked at Takayanagi Yukiho's nervous eyes and said meaningfully.
Such a perfect vessel frame, not using it and instead letting her consume herself, is simply a waste of resources.
He is the most frugal person; he even eats every grain of rice in his bowl.
How could he bear to waste such a good thing?
Find Hayato to resolve difficulties?
Takayanagi Yukiho nervously tucked her hair, thinking about what she had just secretly done, her face flushed as if blood could drip from it.
Doing this kind of thing secretly by herself already made her feel guilty, how could she dare to ask Hayato to resolve it?
"Right, I have finished using the bathroom. If Hayato want to use it, Hayato can go now."
"The Woman's bath hasn't been used for a long time. I will find someone to clean it tomorrow."
Now that there is a Woman in the Temple, naturally one must be more careful.
Although he didn't mind what happened today, he still had to consider Takayanagi Yukiho's feelings.
It wouldn't be good if he scared her away.
"I understand, Master!"
Takayanagi Yukiho lowered her head and looked at her toes, only daring to look up after Hayato left.
Looking at Hayato's disappearing back, Takayanagi Yukiho felt relieved.
"Yukiho, Yukiho, how could I do such a shameless thing?"
Returning to the room, looking at the damp marks on the bedding, Takayanagi Yukiho's face flushed.
She felt a strong sense of shame in her heart.
Thinking about how she had just imagined the Master's body and the scene of herself kneeling here exercising.
A strong sense of guilt immediately surged in Takayanagi Yukiho's heart.
Perhaps because her husband had just passed away, the image of another man appeared in her heart.
To actually want to do something with a young Master she had only met a few times, who was much younger than her, something she had never done with her husband.
And he was a Monk who was pure and had few desires.
It might also be because she had done such an indecent thing in such a sacred Temple.
It was practically desecrating such a sacred place.
Guilt, sin, shame!
Various emotions flooded her heart, and Takayanagi Yukiho's eyes welled up.
However, she really couldn't resist the sudden impulse.
A hint of struggle flashed in her hazy eyes, but ultimately she succumbed to the surging tide of desire.
She reached out to continue what she had just left unfinished.
"Master...."
After a moment, Takayanagi Yukiho looked at her pale, damp fingers, her gaze involuntarily sweeping over the large area of bedding soaked with sweat.
Takayanagi Yukiho felt an unspeakable shame in her heart.
She hadn't even expected herself to be able to sweat so much.
It almost soaked through the bedding.
Is this the legendary 'leaking sweat'?
"So strange..."
In the past, it wasn't that she hadn't comforted herself, but this kind of thing had never happened before.
This was the first time she had encountered this situation.
"Could it be because the suppression has been too long?"
Or is it because she is in such a sacred place, and the person she is fantasizing about is a Monk, which amplified her psychological stimulation?
That's why the release was so intense.
Takayanagi Yukiho shook her head and folded the quilt soaked with sweat.
She didn't want the Master to discover her little secret. It wouldn't be good if he thought she was some strange Woman.
Thinking of Hayato, Takayanagi Yukiho's eyes showed a hint of disappointment.
To say she wasn't interested in this handsome Master would definitely be false.
She was a Woman with relatively strong needs. Since childhood, she developed earlier than her peers and understood things earlier.
Because she was afraid of being looked at strangely by others, she had never told anyone about this matter.
She just silently endured the increasingly strong needs that grew with age.
However, fortunately, this special situation did not bring any harm to her body. Instead, it made her figure develop more maturely and sexily than her peers.
It wasn't until after college that she realized this kind of need was a normal physiological instinct.
So, she found a boyfriend she liked, but unfortunately, first love is never perfect.
In terms of personality and hobbies, she and her first love were very compatible.
In those aspects, they both had interests and a desire for exploration that surpassed ordinary people.
She even thought for a time that she had met the most suitable person in her life.
Just when the two of them were planning to find a place to taste the most wonderful forbidden fruit without being disturbed.
An accident happened.
Her first love was run over and killed by a speeding truck in front of her. That scene became a nightmare that she couldn't shake off for many years.
It took her several years to get out of the nightmare, and then she met her first husband.
She and her husband met after graduation when they started working.
He was humorous and gentle. The two quickly fell in love and were about to get married.
On the day of their wedding, her husband died mysteriously.
There was nothing she could do, she could only continue to endure.
After another few years, she met her second husband.
The same thing happened again, he also died suddenly on the eve of their wedding.
Three times in a row, the people she liked all had accidents for various reasons.
No matter how much she didn't want to believe it in her heart, Takayanagi Yukiho had to believe it.
Perhaps she was really, as others said, a Woman who was born to bring misfortune to her husbands.
A Woman like her, who only harms others, is simply not worthy of happiness and love.
It would be best to stay in the Temple for the rest of her life, chanting scriptures and reciting Buddha's name.
"I should go wash up."
Looking at the mess on her body, Takayanagi Yukiho muttered softly.
Although the sweat had dried, the sticky feeling still made her feel uncomfortable all over.
She picked up her change of Robe and went to the bathroom.
Opening the door, mist filled the air.
Looking at the water in the bathtub that hadn't been drained yet, Takayanagi Yukiho was slightly startled.
Pursing her full lips, a hint of conflict and hesitation flashed in her eyes. Finally, she slowly stepped forward and touched the water in the bathtub.
Feeling the still warm water in the tub, Takayanagi Yukiho glanced outside the door with a guilty conscience, and only took off her clothes after confirming that no one would come in.
Her tall and full fair body appeared very alluring amidst the swirling mist.
Takayanagi Yukiho raised her long, jade-like legs and slowly stepped into the water.
The moment she sat down, she seemed to feel Hayato's scent lingering in the bath, and her face instantly turned rosy.
She raised her hand, scooped up a handful of water, and poured it onto her chest.
The warm water flowed over her body, and Takayanagi Yukiho couldn't help but caress herself.
In her mind, she imagined that handsome Master gently caressing her body.
Unconsciously, the hot bathroom made Takayanagi Yukiho sweat profusely, and her body felt like it had lost all strength, soaking limply in the pool.
Her hazy eyes regained clarity after a slight shiver.
The look of satisfaction on Takayanagi Yukiho's face was quickly replaced by guilt.
After glancing outside the door and making sure no one had discovered her little secret, she reluctantly climbed out of the bath.
She quickly rinsed her body and put on the kasaya Hayato had given her.
"The clothes Master wore."
She reached out, held the collar, and took a deep breath.
Takayanagi Yukiho's eyes showed some disappointment; these clothes had clearly been replaced too long ago and had been cleaned, leaving no lingering scent at all.
Just as she was about to leave in disappointment, her gaze suddenly fell upon a men's undershirt in the bamboo basket by the bathroom.
Takayanagi Yukiho's eyes suddenly lit up.
She approached cautiously, watched for a long time with her lips pursed, before finally leaning her head closer.
"This Woman, is she sick?"
Tanaka Saya, who had been watching the entire time, was completely stunned by this scene.
When she saw this Woman come in earlier, she was initially a little jealous.
After all, it hadn't been that long since they last met, and that Monk had already tricked another Woman and kept her at the Temple.
Her figure and demeanor made even she feel a little jealous.
Although for her overburdened body, having another Woman to share the pressure was a good thing.
But the possessiveness in her heart wasn't something that could just disappear.
Then she saw this Woman not only bathe in the bathwater she and Hayato had used but also comfort herself.
Tanaka Saya, who had never seen such a sight, immediately labeled Takayanagi Yukiho a "strange Woman".
She originally thought that was already outrageous, but she didn't expect this Woman to be even more excessive than she imagined.
She was actually doing disgusting things with the clothes that Monk had taken off.
"Too strange!"
No matter how she thought about it, it felt too strange.
Tanaka Saya felt her worldview was about to collapse; are people this strange now?
They actually like to smell other people's intimate clothing.
Tanaka Saya, feeling that the world was in decline, found it really difficult to understand this kind of hobby.
However, a pair of curious eyes were like being attracted by a magnet, unable to look away.
Although it felt a bit perverted, why did she feel inexplicably curious?
Is this thing really good to smell?
She hadn't not eaten it before, and she didn't feel anything particular.
"This Woman, she's probably just smelling it."
As she was thinking, she saw that Woman, whose name she didn't even know but who had an exceptionally hot figure, slowly opened her mouth.
Hiss!
Tanaka Saya's pupils constricted sharply, her face full of disbelief.
This person actually used her tongue.
"Sister Saya, what's wrong?"
Suzuki Miyuki, who was lying on the floor watching a video, looked puzzled as she saw Tanaka Saya return to the room looking dejected.
"No, nothing."
Tanaka Saya sat on the floor absentmindedly.
The shock in her mind could not subside for a long time.
On the other side.
"How infuriating! It costs one hundred thousand yens to break bad luck. Why doesn't this guy just rob people!"
Kawaki Reiko, who had left the Temple, was still feeling indignant.
"This swindling Monk, I must find someone to expose him."
As she spoke, she looked at her best friend beside her.
Seeing Hayakawa Rin somewhat distracted, Kawaki Reiko looked suspicious.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I actually feel that Temple just now was very interesting."
Hayakawa Rin said softly.
From the moment Hayakawa Rin entered the Mountain Gate, Hayakawa Rin had a strange feeling.
Comfortable, relaxed!
It felt like she had gotten rid of stress, a relaxation from the bottom of her heart.
Especially when she was praying to that medicine buddha, Hayakawa Rin felt as if a pair of eyes were gazing at Hayakawa Rin.
It was as if the buddha had come to life.
An unspeakable warmth.
"You're even speaking up for that Monk? Do you also think you're going to fall for someone else?"
Kawaki Reiko raised an eyebrow.
This person is a love-struck fool; has she suddenly figured things out?
"I'm not talking about that, I'm saying that medicine buddha is very effective."
Hayakawa Rin looked helpless and pointed to her nose as she spoke.
"Didn't you notice any changes in me?"
"Changes?"
Kawaki Reiko walked around Hayakawa Rin, suddenly looking surprised.
"Your cold is gone?"
"It's gone!"
Hayakawa Rin nodded. She had noticed this strange thing from the moment Hayakawa Rin walked out of the Temple.
Hayakawa Rin originally had a bit of a cold.
Whenever Hayakawa Rin had a cold, Hayakawa Rin would feel a headache.
Therefore, when she heard that Kawaki Reiko was going to this Temple where the Master was said to perform exorcisms to worship Buddha, Hayakawa Rin followed along.
Of course, it was mainly just to seek peace of mind.
Even Hayakawa Rin herself hadn't expected it.
Just by worshipping Buddha for a while, Hayakawa Rin's cold had inexplicably disappeared.
"That's really strange!"
Kawaki Reiko was also full of surprise. Rin had only recently caught a cold, and even if she recovered very well, she wouldn't be completely cured so quickly.
Just by worshipping a medicine buddha, her illness had inexplicably disappeared.
Could this Yakushi Temple really be that effective?
Did she misunderstand that Monk?
"No, even if Yakushi Temple is effective, it has nothing to do with that Monk."
Thinking of the one hundred thousand yens she had been extorted, Kawaki Reiko suddenly felt her teeth itch.
Hayakawa Rin gave her a helpless look.
This person is really as vengeful as ever.
"Oh right, I heard there's a jewelry exhibition at Tokyo Tower. Do you want to go take a look?"
Suddenly thinking of something, Kawaki Reiko asked.
"Tokyo Tower?"
Hayakawa Rin, who didn't have anything else to do, was about to nod in agreement when she heard this, but suddenly remembered what that Master had said earlier.
Avoid places with 'East', do not enter crowds.
Doesn't Tokyo Tower have the character 'East' in it?
"Master said not to go to places with 'East'."
Hayakawa Rin was a believer in Buddha, and although Hayakawa Rin didn't think what that Master said would definitely come true.
However, it's better to be careful with this kind of thing..