They looked in the direction of the sound, and then they saw Kitagawaji pinching the small and delicate ankles of Kamiya Miya.

"Don't move."

Seeing his wife's face full of panic, Kitagawaji glanced at her and said calmly: "You are wearing white gloves, I'll do this."

"But, but..."

Miya Kamiya's face turned red, and her little feet, which were tightly clinging to snow-white stockings, trembled slightly.

But compared to the shyness of Kamiya's future, Kitagawaji didn't care much about it.

He took out his high heels and put them on for Kamiya Future.

The look of seriousness and even a trace of sweat appeared on his forehead made Kamiya Miya, who was holding flowers in both hands, was a little stunned.

Shijun...

In addition to spiritual power, will that temple king take something so seriously?

Kamiya's future didn't know until now.

Not only did she pay special attention to this wedding.

Even Kitakawaji Temple.

Thinking of this, Kamiya Future felt an indescribable sense of happiness.

She looked at the concentrated look of Kitakawaji, her thin eyebrows were also bent quietly, her black eyes narrowed into gaps, and she smiled cutely.

"alright."

Kitakawaji exhaled and raised his head as if he was aware of it.

I saw that Miya Kamiya had stretched out his palm, and the hollowed-out lace gloves looked exquisite and dignified.

"Tajun. Hug."

“…The wedding will be held next.”

"No matter! You just carry me out like this!"

Kamiya Kiri reached out his hand unyieldingly.

Seeing her look.

Kitagawaji couldn't help but shake his head, and finally reached out and picked up Kamiya Miya.

"Shijun."

Mamiya Eternal turned into a physical body and fell to the ground, with a gentle voice: "All friends are here."

"Well. Then let's go."

Kitakawaji nodded.

He took a step subconsciously and suddenly felt a heavy shoulder.

It turned out that Nishikotsu had a poor lie down at some point.

Today, Nishikotsu Poori was also wearing a pure white bridesmaid suit. She also changed her mouth to a smiling face, which looked a little less ferocious and more warm.

"Little pitiful - As expected, you shouldn't have any flowers to hold at the wedding!"

Miya Kamiya put the bunch of flowers in her hand to Chihiro Kamiya, and then carried Nishikotsu into her arms.

“……” Kitakawaji.

He didn't comment on this, he just walked forward.

After a while.

The voice of Miku Kamiya only sounded.

"Ta-kun...I want to tell you something."

"Um?"

Kitakawaji continued to walk forward.

"I like you, I really like you. And... I'm very happy now."

Miya Kamiya leaned against Kitagawaji's shoulders.

She actually had no meaning to say these words, but in the future... she would always rely on the other party.

If you say these words at that time, you will not feel like you are now.

So Kamiya Miya wanted to speak like this and share these accumulated feelings in her heart with Kitagawa Temple.

“……” Kitakawaji.

He stopped, lowered his head, and looked at the Miracle of the Kanya in his arms.

Then, Kitakawaji nodded:

"So, I'm in the future."

Then he raised his head.

"Let's go. It's time to enter the venue."

"Um."

Kamiya Miya responded.

Then--

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A sound of salute sounded in my ears.

The sky is filled with colorful gift belts.

Next moment—

Excited, happy, happy...

Various emotions stir together.

That is the best blessing.
Chapter completed!