Ryuji sighed, walked to Yukinoshita's side, and crouched down.
The two frogs were stunned, one of them was frightened, and the other was tucked into the kimono.
"Don't!" Yukinoshita screamed in fright, the position she and Ryuji were in, plus these words, was really bad.
"Don't say such suspicious words!" Ryuji said.
"I'll help you catch the frog, isn't that a problem?" Ryuji took precautions beforehand to avoid scolding him afterwards.
"En." Yukinoshita nodded without hesitation, what else could she care about right now.
Seeing Yukinoshita nod, Ryuji stretched his entire body to his crotch.
Since Yukinoshita was wearing a kimono, she naturally wore wooden sandals on her feet, making her feet look small and shapely.
And the frog didn't climb into any of its taboo areas, it was just the ankles. If not, it will open!
"Ah~" Yukinoshita screamed again, because Ryuji grabbed her leg.
Women's feet are very sensitive, even though a couple has been married for years, the husband doesn't necessarily touch his wife's feet.
The corner of Ryuji's mouth twitched, this reaction must be too big, it seems that he moved a bad place!
He shook his head, forgetting the odd thought, snatched the frog from Yukinoshita's ankle, and threw it away.
"Okay." Ryuji raised his head, but he was slightly surprised by the sight he saw.
Yukinoshita was wearing a kimono, so she had nothing underneath, and the slightly raised kimono revealed smooth, clean thighs. And if Ryuji rises, he can't see anything, but the looming valley hidden in the darkness is the most eye-catching!
"Can you let go?" Yukinoshita's voice was sullen, but it was no longer as cold as before. Come to think of it, even she couldn't calm down when her feet were still in a boy's hands.
"Oh, sorry." Ryuji remained expressionless, then released Yukinoshita.
Yukinoshita turned her back on Ryuji and tidied up the messy kimono, the hem of the kimono to be precise.
There is still a residual temperature on the feet, which melts the cold heart.
"Thank you..." Yukinoshita said softly.
Ryuji was slightly taken aback, the number of times Yukinoshita had thanked him could be counted.
"You're welcome."
After checking the time, Ryuji said to Yukinoshita: "Hayama and the others need to get moving, I'll be back first."
"Yes." Yukinoshita nodded.
Suddenly there was a cry of a frog in the grass.
It was normal for frogs to croak in the wild, but after what had just happened, frogs had left shadows in Yukinoshita's heart.
"I will go with you."
Ryuji frowned, "You have your own mission."
Yukinoshita approached Ryuji without leaving a trace, and said, "I'm not obligated to listen to Hayama's arrangements, and I don't think their methods will work either."
It makes sense, but in fact it completely covers up the fear in the heart!
"It's rare to see you like this, so it's fine to let you follow," Ryuji said with a light smile.
Yukinoshita glared at him, even though she had experienced quite the embarrassment, but she was still her proud self.
Ryuji and Yukinoshita returned to the alert point and heard a 'rustling' sound up ahead.
"Someone is coming." Ryuji felt a little strange, because there seemed to be only one footfall.
He and Yukinoshita looked at each other, and walked out of the bushes head-on, neither of them being someone who could scare people, Yuigahama was better at this sort of thing.
Ryuji and Yukinoshita saw an elementary school student in front of them, it was Tsurumi Rumi.
"Yes." Rumi was surprised when she saw the two, but quickly calmed down and nodded at the two, which was considered a simple greeting.
"Why are you the only one? You should be in a group of five," Yukinoshita frowned and asked.
Rumi was not excited, and explained with her head down: "Everyone was scared on the road, and ran away in panic. Because I walked last, I got separated from them."
The corners of Ryuji's mouth twitched, so this cosplay can really scare people?
"What about you, what are you doing here?" asked Rumi.
Ryuji pointed at the clothes on his body, "Can't you see that, we will pretend to be ghosts to scare you."
Rumi said amusedly, "What the hell, no ghost comes out on its own."