Chapter 315

"I want to take one too, Yumiko, Hina, shall we do it together later?"

While waiting for Hayama Hayato to take the picture, Yuigahama Yui said.

"Kitakami-kun?"

Ebina Hina deliberately looked at Kitakami Yoru in front of Tobe Sho.

The meaning was self-evident.

"OK."

Kitakami Yoru laughed happily.

Hayama Hayato took a few shots, and soon Yuigahama Yui and Ebina Hina followed up and stood with Miura Yumiko.

"What good sisters, do they do everything together?"

Looking at the three young and beautiful girls with different styles posing for photos.

Kitakami Yoru sighed and couldn't help but take out his phone and lock one as a souvenir.

He didn't have much desire to take photos himself.

If it were taking pictures of Eriri, that would be about the same.

There were also some tourists nearby, basically all residents of Chiba Prefecture.

"I don't know what the huge secret is; could it be the reason why Ebina Hina hides herself?"

Looking at the three snow-white long-legged beautiful girls in the phone album, Kitakami Yoru's thoughts drifted away.

65: Sprayed in the face

After taking photos, they walked and stopped along the way.

The farm is very big.

The group strolled together for a while, and the personnel dispersed.

Kitakami Yoru followed Yuigahama Yui to a milk processing room.

Not far ahead is the farm's dairy cow room, from which the sound of dairy cows mooing would come from time to time.

"Here you can milk the cows, free experience, free tasting."

"Kitakami-kun, shall we line up?"

Yuigahama Yui turned to Kitakami Yoru and said.

"Sure, but Miura Yumiko and the others have walked far away, aren't you going to follow them?"

Kitakami Yoru pointed in a certain direction and said.

"Hina also followed, aren't you going to follow, Kitakami-kun?"

Yuigahama Yui laughed foolishly and said.

"Ebina and I really don't have the relationship you imagine, Yuigahama-san."

"I promised to keep it confidential, so I can't tell you."

Kitakami Yoru struggled and grabbed the hair on the back of his head.

It's fine if others misunderstand.

For now, there's no relationship at all.

Yuigahama Yui, no matter what, is a member of the Service Club and one of the few friends.

And she is the cute biological daughter of Yuigahama Kahori!

"Tell me secretly?"

Yuigahama Yui heard Kitakami Yoru loosen his mouth and leaned over curiously to ask.

"I'll consider it, let's line up first."

Kitakami Yoru didn't refuse directly, smiled, and took Yuigahama Yui to the back of the line.

There were about seven or eight people in front, so they didn't need to wait long.

"Can you say it now?"

Yuigahama Yui cautiously put her hands behind her back and leaned forward to ask.

"The secret is..."

Kitakami Yoru suddenly leaned his face toward Yuigahama Yui.

"Ah?!"

The tense young girl, seeing the person she liked lean over, was startled.

"Did I scare you?"

Kitakami Yoru looked at Yuigahama Yui in surprise.

This was nothing, how could she be scared by me.

"Hmm, you scared me."

Yuigahama Yui shrank her fragrant shoulders, and the courage she had finally gathered disappeared in an instant.

"If Ebina agrees to let me say it, I'll definitely tell you."

"Instead of asking me, you might as well go ask Ebina Hina."

Kitakami Yoru took a step forward.

"Hina won't tell me..."

Yuigahama Yui's mood was complicated.

Why did Ebina Hina discover that she liked Kitakami Yoru?

"By the way, Yuigahama-san, have you ever drunk milk that was just squeezed out?"

Kitakami Yoru finally reacted.

By the way, he began to complain in his heart.

"Girls are gossipy, don't tell me, Miura Yumiko likes Hayama Hayato..."

"Tobe Sho likes Ebina Hina, and there are others, or who Yuigahama Yui likes..."

"The relationship between several people is too complicated..."

That's right, Kitakami Yoru actually guessed it right.

However, the fact is that Yuigahama Yui likes him.

"No, it's my first time trying, it should be very fishy, right?"

Yuigahama Yui heard this and leaned forward to look at the people in line ahead.

"Fishy smell, are there any bacteria?"

Kitakami Yoru had some doubts about this.

Logically speaking.

Milk just squeezed out from the cow, pure white and flawless, natural and pollution-free, what the calf drinks shouldn't have bacteria.

But when he was scrolling through short videos, he found that bloggers claimed that no milk should be drunk just after being squeezed out.

Queued for about ten minutes.

"Kitakami-kun, we're lucky, they changed to a new dairy cow."

Yuigahama Yui looked happily at the staff, who led two heavy dairy cows from the dairy cow room in the distance.

Using the figure of this dairy cow to describe a woman...

"Damn, I'm so sorry to Kahori-san for thinking this way..."

"Yuigahama-san is in front of me, phew..."

Kitakami Yoru closed his eyes in distress, forcing himself not to let his imagination run wild.

The dairy cow was led over and tied with a simple rope to be fixed.

The staff distributed sterile gloves, placed sterile milk cans, and began to teach Kitakami Yoru and the others.

Kitakami Yoru didn't pay attention to the slightly excited Yuigahama Yui; he listened intently and even raised his hand to ask a question.

"Do you understand, Kitakami-kun?"

After the staff finished explaining, Yuigahama Yui, who didn't quite understand, looked at Kitakami Yoru and asked.

"Almost understand, anyway, it's just squeezing for fun."

Kitakami Yoru tentatively stretched his hands slowly toward the dairy cow.

This is an animal, unable to talk, even if he knew the dairy cow was very docile and was used to being milked.

Just like people will drink water when thirsty, the dairy cow won't have any resistance or accidents when facing milking.

And it couldn't hurt Kitakami Yoru.

Inevitably, he still had no bottom in his heart.

He squeezed, and Kitakami Yoru felt through the gloves that the touch was slightly rough and not smooth.

On the contrary, there was a toughness.

There was no way to compare it with Fujiwara Chika and Eriri.

"How is it?"

Yuigahama Yui widened her eyes and asked Kitakami Yoru, then looked at the operations of the other two tourists beside her.

She didn't dare to touch it.

"No problem."

Recalling the method taught by the staff, Kitakami Yoru held the root, applied a little force, and stroked down.

A little bit of milk dripped down from the tip that stuck out, sliding into the pre-placed sterile milk can.

"Yuigahama-san, if you don't squeeze, you might not have any to drink later."

Seeing that he had successfully squeezed milk from the dairy cow, and the dairy cow had no reaction, Kitakami Yoru breathed a sigh of relief and urged Yuigahama Yui.

"Oh, okay."

Yuigahama Yui nodded blankly and took a deep breath.

Biting her white, beautiful teeth, she used both hands, stretched her arms, and her body was still afraid and leaned back.

Her hands successfully hugged the part of the dairy cow that produced milk.

"Yuigahama-san, you shouldn't know how to cook either, right?"

Seeing this scene, Kitakami Yoru suddenly laughed a little.

"Yes."

Yuigahama Yui was very curious about how Kitakami Yoru knew.

"Don't be afraid, use force, use force!"

Kitakami Yoru said, and began to use force on his own hands, squeezing down hard.

A stream of milk as thick as a thumb, carrying warmth, with a rich milky smell and a faint fishy smell, sprayed out!

The sterile milk can was visibly filling up, and milk flowers splashed on the transparent glass wall.

Kitakami Yoru had also seen a similar scene on Eriri's face.

At this time, Yuigahama Yui boldly used force, learning from Kitakami Yoru and squeezing milk in a decent way.

"Moo moo... moo... moo..."

The dairy cow flicked its long tail behind it, lifted its leg slightly, and let out a few moos.

Yuigahama Yui was instinctively panicked, lost her balance, and fell forward.

The parts that could maintain balance, besides her feet, were her hands clutching the milking part.

In a panic, Yuigahama Yui couldn't even let out a scream.

Kitakami Yoru was quick-eyed and fast-handed, but the two were milking, squatting under the dairy cow.

In his haste, his first reaction was to choose to support Yuigahama Yui's hands.

Successfully supported Yuigahama Yui's hands, preventing her from falling down.

But don't forget.

Yuigahama Yui's hands clutched the milking part, and because Kitakami Yoru pushed from the other side, the soft place was easily folded over.

The tip was aimed at Yuigahama Yui's fair and cute face.

Large swaths of milk-white liquid carrying a rich milky smell and fishy smell sprayed out powerfully.

Using the phrase "filling the sky with snow" to describe it is not an exaggeration at all...

Kitakami Yoru stood stunned on the spot, looking at it at a loss.

The tourists nearby turned their heads one after another, dumbfounded...

A few minutes later, on a small path at Mother Farm.

Kitakami Yoru and Yuigahama Yui walked shoulder to shoulder, holding two plastic cups filled with milk-white liquid in their hands.

Inside was fresh milk just squeezed out, emitting residual warmth and a rich milky fragrance.

"Yuigahama-san, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry."

"I really wasn't doing it on purpose."

While walking, Kitakami Yoru apologized to Yuigahama Yui.

In front of so many people, letting Yuigahama Yui be sprayed in the face, and she was covered in it.

Hair, chest, clothes...

Covered in milk-white fresh milk.

"No... it doesn't matter."

"You weren't doing it on purpose either, it was to help me."

Yuigahama Yui squeezed out a very reluctant smile, signaling Kitakami Yoru not to blame himself.

Being sprayed all over with fresh milk, she was so embarrassed and shy she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"But the clothes are dirty, it must be very uncomfortable to wear, right?"

"That... there's still some on your hair..."

Kitakami Yoru followed Yuigahama Yui's hurried footsteps and said.

"Where is there still?"

Holding several used tissues in her hand, Yuigahama Yui stopped and looked at Kitakami Yoru.

"How about I help you, I don't know how to say it..."

Kitakami Yoru looked at Yuigahama Yui in front of him hesitantly.

He swore he absolutely didn't do it on purpose.

"Fine."

Yuigahama Yui agreed after a little consideration and approached Kitakami Yoru cautiously.

"Wait a moment, it'll be quick."

Taking the tissue from the girl's hand, Kitakami Yoru slowly raised his head and touched Yuigahama Yui's hair.

"Hmm... nah... hmm..."

A simple action mobilized the shyness that Yuigahama Yui had finally suppressed, and she closed her eyes directly.

The next second, Kitakami Yoru gently wiped the hair that had been stained with warm milk-white fresh milk with a tissue.

Hot breath hit her smooth, fair forehead...

"Phew... so nervous..."

"Kitakami-kun is really gentle..."

Closing her eyes tightly, Yuigahama Yui took a light breath and asked with her lips trembling nervously:

"Is... is it done?"

"There's still a little on the top of your head, it's fine, just wiping off some dirty things."

"Drinking fresh milk won't be a problem either."

Kitakami Yoru patted Yuigahama Yui's shoulder and comforted her.

The problem of being sprayed with fresh milk was small, the main thing was that the young girl's face was lost.

"Uh, okay."

Yuigahama Yui didn't dare to open her eyes, her body trembled slightly, and she lowered her head slightly.

Her pink, fragrant lips opened, trying hard to breathe.

Trying to distract herself and not pay attention to Kitakami Yoru.

"Done."

The touch on her hair suddenly disappeared, and Kitakami Yoru's voice sounded in her ear at the same time.

"Thank you."

Taking two steps back, Yuigahama Yui dared to open her eyes.

"This, do you want to drink it?"

Kitakami Yoru crumpled the discarded tissue into a ball, and with his other hand, twisted two small cups of fresh milk, shaking them in front of Yuigahama Yui.

"Drink it."