Their appearance, as dazzling as the sun, was captivating.

The daughter wore a simple, neatly designed blue dress, elegant and beautiful. The mother donned a white gown with white high heels, her legs long and well-proportioned, just as attractive as her daughter's. Her bust, while not large, was perfectly proportioned just like her daughter's, giving Fujiwara Reya a warm feeling reminiscent of a mother's comfort.

"Good evening, Mommy Yako and Senior." He greeted them gracefully.

As he straightened up, a server happened to pass by him with champagne, and he took a glass, raised it, and smiled gently at the mother and daughter.

A subtle sound of female gasps could be faintly heard from the banquet hall.

Under the chandelier light, an unmistakable charm radiated, and the smile on his lips could make even an iceberg melt. In an instant, even the worldly Mrs. Hoshimi couldn't help but be captivated by his current handsome presence.

"Rinko."

"Hmm?"

"If Mr. Fujiwara opened a clinic, it would definitely be a great success." Mrs. Hoshimi whispered with a smile in her eyes, "Those female patients, just by seeing him, would blushingly fall in love at first sight and keep returning for visits—even if they had to pay out-of-pocket beyond insurance coverage just for his diagnosis."

Hoshimi Rinko looked at Fujiwara Reya with dark and bright eyes, and calmly said to her mother, "You're making me see what the patients would look like already."

"Is my lovestruck demeanor that obvious?" Mrs. Hoshimi's eyes twinkled.

Fujiwara Reya approached them, "What are you talking about?"

"Discussing how to be treated by you, of course." Mrs. Hoshimi replied with a smiling face.

Fujiwara Reya looked at Senior with a puzzled expression.

The mother and daughter looked very much alike, even their figures were similar, and when standing side by side, they resembled sisters rather than mother and daughter.

Hoshimi Rinko feigned surprise, "Why are you still here?"

"This is my mother's family's boat. Is it strange for me to be here?"

"I thought you had already flown away."

"How could that be? Am I the kind of person who flirts and then runs? Rest assured, Senior, I absolutely won't... not until things are resolved, and before I confess to you either..."

"Mom, let's go over there."

"Please, listen to me seriously!"

Mrs. Hoshimi watched the playful sparring between the young couple, and couldn't help but smile gracefully.

"There are too many people here, I can't hear what you're saying." Hoshimi Rinko looked at him with slightly softened eyes, her small hand reaching forward, "Let's find a quiet place to slow..."

Fujiwara Reya also reached out his hand.

The next moment, in Senior's stiff gaze, he grasped Mrs. Hoshimi's hand, which had extended first.

"While Himeko isn't here, Mr. Fujiwara, accompany me for a walk." Mrs. Hoshimi smiled, exuding warmth.

Fujiwara Reya held her hand, "I'll also dance the first dance with you."

"It's a deal then." Mrs. Hoshimi blinked playfully.

The two of them laughed as they walked towards the crowd.

Lush and gentle music flowed like soft waves.

Hoshimi Rinko stood dumbfounded in place.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What was it I was going to do?

"Rinko," Mrs. Hoshimi turned her head, looking at her daughter whose face had turned a bit green, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and follow us."

In that instant, Hoshimi Rinko felt a sharp sting in her nose.

Her mother had changed.

In the past, her mother would have gone out of her way to create opportunities for her to be alone with the junior... But now, she actually held his hand right in front of her... sobs.

What a poor young girl.

"Isn't this a bit cruel?" Fujiwara Reya asked in a lowered voice.

"Mr. Fujiwara, just follow my lead." Mrs. Hoshimi's enchanting and tender voice sounded less than half a centimeter from his ear, "When other women get close to you, I'm worried sick as a mother, but Rinko doesn't seem concerned at all. Now that I'm close to you, she should finally care, right..."

From a slightly distant perspective, they looked like a couple murmuring sweetly to each other.

Fujiwara Reya sighed, "She's worried, alright, but I'm the one suffering for sure."

Behind them, Hoshimi Rinko, biting her little canine tooth and clenching her fist, walked towards her mother and the junior with a chill akin to a moving iceberg.

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A helicopter hovered in the rain on the deck.

Under the misty floodlights, a woman clad in a soft, tight-fitting wetsuit leapt from the cabin.

Her well-proportioned and graceful body was soon drenched with water.

She exuded an aura of authority with sharp and agile eyes, resembling a young female officer, yet bearing an enchanting allure, perfectly balancing the two.

The furry pointed ears, the long, fluffy tail... showcasing the forbidden allure expected of a temptress.

The onlookers and staff around even forgot their tasks, mesmerized by the Fox Girl in a wetsuit in the rain.

The spray and raindrops splashed against Natsuki Kuri's face, salty drops running down her nose.

She brushed back her short hair with her hand, an independent and elegant demeanor showing between her brows.

This kind of aura was difficult to describe, enough to make people involuntarily want to respect or be intimidated by her. This was the first impression Natsuki Kuri gave after adapting to the fox demon form.

As she walked from the deck to the cabin, she placed a satellite call to Kawashima Miki, her gaze drifting through the glass to look at Fujiwara Reya in the banquet hall.

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