"Hmm? Hmm? You only have 4 cards left? Weird, I remember you had a lot more."
Kisara looked at the cards in his hand, then at Luo Shu's, and then at Kato Megumi's empty hands, and wondered if he had remembered the number of cards wrong?
"There are indeed only four left. Maybe you remembered it wrongly, Kisara."
Kato Hui said lightly, tilting her head and saying:
"By the way, Shiha-senpai, haven't you finished putting Eriri's makeup on yet?"
At this time, on the other side of the living room, on the makeshift dressing table, Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was holding makeup props and looking embarrassed, heard this and immediately replied without even raising her head:
(caeh) "It's a little bit troublesome. I can't make Eriri look haggard because of her skin color..."
After saying that, Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't help but sighed:
"It's obviously my father's funeral, but with your complexion and expression, why do I feel like you've won the lottery?"
Hearing this, Eriri, who had been asked to paint her face because she was a doll for Kasumigaoka Utaha, suddenly became angry:
"Hey, dark girl, how can you slander someone like this!!"
"I was really sad before, okay?!"
"But who made my father, no, it was my mother, that's not right either, never mind, anyway, it's about that woman, now that I want to cry, I really can't cry!!"
Hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha rolled her eyes: "That's why I was thinking about making your skin look a little paler!!"
Then, Kasumigaoka Utaha said impatiently:
"If it doesn't work, go to the bathroom and adjust yourself three or four times. You can almost simulate the feeling of weakness."
"Ha ha?!!"
Eriri looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha who was uttering violent words in front of her in confusion, and her head hurt.
Do you know what you just said?
Just at this moment, Kato Hui came over with her hands behind her back and asked curiously:
"Do you need help?"
"That's fine, Kato, try to make her look more haggard."
As she spoke, Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at Eriri and reminded her:
"You have to think of a solution yourself, Sawamura. Otherwise, if you laugh out loud at your father's funeral tonight, it will be a big problem."
"Ah?" Ying Lili quickly touched her cheek and said in confusion: "Is the smile on my face so obvious?"
Hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha turned her head and glanced at someone, then said:
"Ever since someone told you this morning that a suitable 'class' had been found, the smile on your face never stopped when you were trying to figure out a solution!"
Hearing this, Ying Lili immediately looked at Luo Shu with a guilty conscience. After realizing that he was also looking at her, she immediately turned her head and said:
"I know. I will try my best to control myself. Give me some time to adjust."
At this time, Luo Shu said to the two of them:
"If it doesn't work, Shiyu, you can hypnotize Eriri when the time comes. Try to do it at the funeral so that she doesn't become a loophole."
"I understand." Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed, and then began to think about how to hypnotize Eriri to make her look heartbroken.
So, what kind of interesting hint should be given to Sawamura?
Kasumigaoka Utaha thought anxiously.
At the same time, Luo Shu patted Mu Geng, and after the other got up from his arms in confusion, he also stood up and said:
"While we still have some free time, I'll go see if Mrs. Sayuri is ready."
Upon hearing this, Kigen suddenly revealed an indescribable expression.
At this time, Luo Shu said calmly:
"Kisara, you should come with me too."
Mu Geng's expression suddenly brightened, and he said with a look of joy on his face:
"Okay, Master~"
Under Luo Shu's guidance, the two said goodbye to everyone and went to the room where Sayuri Sawamura was.
Chapter 163 Get used to it first
Walking on the way to the master bedroom, Luo Shu slowed down his pace, turned his head and looked at Mu Geng who was following him, half a body length behind him.
Because she was attending a funeral today, the pink-haired devil lady changed into a pure black, knee-length dress without any other colors, and wore small leather shoes of the same color. Her pink hair that was originally scattered outside was also tied up into a mature hairstyle today.
Although her immature face and clothes didn't match her attire, her bright and beautiful looks made up for all her shortcomings.
Looking at Kigen like this, Luo Shu coughed dryly.
"cough!"
"Hmm?" Kigen tilted his head upon hearing the voice, looked at Luo Shu curiously and said, "What's wrong? "
At this time, Luo Shu hesitated for a moment, but still spoke:
"Kisara, there is something I want to ask of you."
"Please say."
Kisara smiled when he heard this, unable to suppress his smug joy:
"No matter what it is, as long as it is what Mr. Shu asks, I will agree to it."
Hearing Mu Geng say this, Luo Shu no longer hesitated and breathed a sigh of relief:
"How should I put it... Kisara, if I had any extreme behavior with Madam Sayuri during the funeral, could you have just ignored it?"
The smile on Mu Geng's face suddenly froze. She opened her mouth and then looked at Luo Shu, as if she wanted to confirm from his expression whether he was joking.
However, when he saw Luo Shu's slightly apologetic face, Mu Geng immediately understood something, lowered his head and muttered:
"There's no need for you to ask for my opinion on this matter, right?"
She complained softly, then took a deep breath, raised her head, and smiled sweetly at Luo Shu:
"However, since Mr. Shu has said so, I have no choice but to agree."
"But, next time, can you try not to be seen by me?"
"As long as I don't see it, it's fine. You can do whatever you want, as long as I don't see it...anything is fine..."
Seeing Kisara lower her head while talking, Luo Shu sighed, raised his hand and rubbed her little head, but said nothing.
With his head lowered, Kisara's mouth curled up slightly, but it quickly subsided and he turned back into the look of a weak little animal.
Luo Shu, who was completely unaware of this, thought that Kisara was sad, so he didn't say much along the way and led Kisara to Sayuri Sawamura's room.
dong dong!
Luo Shu knocked gently on the door.
Soon, Sayuri Sawamura's gentle yet slightly playful voice was heard from inside the door:
"Please come in."
Luo Shu pushed the door open upon hearing that. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the woman sitting in front of the mirror on the dressing table. She was wearing a black Japanese mourning dress and looked like a violet.
"Greetings, Luo Shujun, and Xiao Mugen."
Sayuri Sawamura, who was wearing a widow's hairstyle, turned her head, revealing a face that seemed sad, weak and helpless.
Then, she forced a smile and said to the two of them:
"How come you two have time to come over to my place?"
Seeing this, Luo Shu showed a look of admiration. Judging from her acting skills just now, Sayuri was at least ten levels ahead of Eriri. No, these two could not even be compared.
He sighed, took a deep breath, then slowly walked forward and gently hugged Sayuri Sawamura under her puzzled gaze.
Sayuri Sawamura was stunned when she said "Huh?"
And Kisaragi, who was about to respond to the greeting at the door, just widened his eyes.
"Wait, wait, Luo Shu, what are you doing?" Being suddenly hugged, Sayuri Sawamura immediately made a nervous and panicked sound.
At this time, Luo Shu patted Sayuri Sawamura and reminded her:
"Don't move, let me get used to it first."
"What do you mean by adapt first?" Sayuri Sawamura didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "And what are you adapting to by hugging me?"
Hearing this, Luo Shu complained instead: "What else can I adapt to? Sayuri, didn't you ask me to do these things at the funeral?"
"I came here this morning, and I kept feeling that I might not be able to do this kind of thing. I had no choice but to come here to adapt in advance and eliminate the nervousness."
"what?"
When Sayuri Sawamura heard this, she was completely stunned. She stared at Luo Shu blankly, her cherry lips slightly parted, and her lightly made-up face was full of astonishment and confusion.
She seemed confused by Luo Shu's logic at this moment.
Looking at Sayuri Sawamura like this, Luo Shu kissed her on the face, then hugged her tighter with both hands and muttered:
"It seems to be no different from usual?"
As he spoke, Luo Shu glanced at Mu Geng, who looked very unwell, and suddenly realized something, and said:
“It seems to be a little different!”
In response to this, Sayuri Sawamura was so angry that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry:
"Wait, are you using me and Kisara as a test subject?"
Sayuri Sawamura slapped the back of Luo Shu's hand hard and said angrily:
"Really? Stop it. Why don't you let go of my hand?"
"Oh."
Luo Shu nodded upon hearing this, but still did not let go of his hand, and even became more restless.
For a moment, Sayuri Sawamura didn't dare to move.
She stood there frozen like a butterfly frozen in amber, her whole body tense and not daring to move.
At this moment, Sayuri Sawamura suddenly realized that she seemed to have done something wrong.
She shouldn't have let Luo Shu come over this morning!
Just when Sayuri Sawamura was regretting, a weak and very depressed female voice rang out.
"that..."
Mu Geng looked at the two of them with resentment, and the resentment on his face was almost undisguised:
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"Is this what you want me to see, Master?"
"And what you asked me to do on the road just now was to let me watch this kind of thing?"
Hearing Mu Geng say this, Luo Shu hesitated for a moment, but still nodded. Then, before Mu Geng could get angry, he said:
"Would the effect be a little too strong for you?"
After hearing this, Mu Geng hesitated for a moment, then said:
"Actually...it's not that bad?"
"After all, I've long known that Mr. Shu and Mrs. Sayuri have a little... well, that is, a little ambiguous."
"So, apart from being surprised at first, nothing else seems to happen when I see you two hugging each other?"
Apart from wanting to knock Sayuri Sawamura away, there was really nothing else... Kisara muttered to himself, but did not dare to say such words to Luo Shuming.
Listening to Mu Geng's polite words, Luo Shu showed a conflicted expression:
"Actually, I was a little excited, but it just felt like that..."
