Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 141 A Wife's Duties (Part 2)

Hojo Suzune ran quickly into the hotel, and only slowed down when she was sure that she would not appear in Shiratori Seiya's sight.

Staring blankly at the crystal chandelier above her head, she looked for two seconds, recalling the words she had said before getting into the car:
Did Kiyoya know you before he started dating Saori in middle school?

It felt as if a pebble was stuck in her throat, causing her great pain and preventing her from making a sound.

Hojo Suzune knew from the first time she met Shiratori Seiya that he had a girlfriend.

But since she had never met him, she simply pretended that he didn't exist and automatically blocked his existence in her mind.

She kept telling herself that she was the first to know Kiyoya and the first to fall in love with him; everyone else was a later arrival.

That's why Hojo Suzune was able to remain rational when Shiratori Seiya was in a relationship with her sister. Even when she saw her being intimate with Seiya, she could comfort herself by thinking, "The one who is truly destined to be with Seiya is myself."

Therefore, in the end, the only person who can be with Kiyoya is himself.

After all, the road to love is always full of thorns, and the one who laughs last is the real winner.

I was the first one there.

Hojo Suzune had been deceiving herself like this all along.

Back in school, I never saw any connection between the names Kiyoya and Hasegawa.

Over time, she actually fooled herself and ignored the existence of Saori Hasegawa.

However, on the way from Kyoto the day before yesterday, her older sister suddenly mentioned this person's name, and the memory that Hojo Suzune had originally thrown into the trash was picked up again by her older sister and presented to her.

With the veil that had been covering her heart torn away, Hojo Suzune was forced to accept reality and force herself to acknowledge the existence of Hasegawa Saori, but she still did not want to think about the fact that she had dated Seiya.

Unfortunately, reality is much colder and more chilling.

Hasegawa Saori is not only Seiya's first love, but he has even promised to marry her.

She didn't ask Qingzai if it was true while they were in the car, partly because the timing wasn't right, and partly because she already had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

She could have comforted herself with the idea of ​​first come, first served, but even that last fig leaf is being torn away by Saori Hasegawa...

A bitter feeling spread through her heart. Hojo Suzune bit her lip and clenched her fists.

Suddenly she turned her head, her gaze shooting straight at the spot where the car had just been parked, her tearful eyes filled with resentment.

After a long while, she finally stepped towards the elevator.

'Beep.'

I swiped my card to enter the room, and contrary to my expectations of a dark room, it was brightly lit, and there were clearly people inside.

Hojo Suzune lowered her head and saw a pair of high heels on the shoe cabinet by the door. She frowned, put one hand on the wall, stepped on the heel of the other shoe with one foot, and shook the shoe a couple of times before it naturally fell off. Too lazy to put it back in place, she put on slippers and walked quickly into the house.

Hearing her footsteps, the girl who was hunched over her desk stopped writing and turned to look at her.

Hojo Shione held a pen against her smooth chin, her eyes sweeping over her younger sister's face before she smiled slightly, a hint of amusement in her lips.
"Rin is back so early? I thought you were going to stay at Kiyoya's house today."

Upon hearing her words, Hojo Suzune's lips twitched, but instead of retorting as usual, she calmly looked at her and said:

"Didn't you say you were going to the company? Judging from your appearance, you've been back for quite some time."

As she spoke, Hojo Suzune lowered her gaze slightly, pondered for a moment, and said:

"You knew all along, didn't you?"

"Ok?"

Noticing the strange expression on her face, Hojo Shione blinked and spun her chair around, saying:

"What do you mean you knew all along? I'm not lying to you. I did have to go to the company this afternoon, and I'm not as free as you think, Lingyin..."

As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed the music textbook spread out on the table, waving it at Hojo Suzune:

"My sister is also in school, and the end of the semester is approaching, so she also needs to prepare for exams."

Even established artists don't have special privileges in university. On the contrary, someone as famous as her not only receives a lot of attention from teachers, but if she fails her final exams, it might be exposed online the next day as 'A well-known artist under XX failed her university exams.' If we add the recent concert accident, it will become even more serious.

Hojo Suzune glanced at her but didn't say anything.

This room has an inner bedroom and an outer room. Hojo Shione sleeps on the outer bed, while she sleeps in the inner one.

He took off his bag and hung it on the rack, then turned to go inside to rest.

Seeing her unusual silence and actions, Hojo Shione narrowed her long, narrow eyes, chuckled softly, and asked:
"What's wrong, Lingyin? Why are you so unhappy?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Hearing her obviously off tone, Hojo Shione didn't seem to care. Instead, she stroked her chin with the hand holding the pen and said:

"Let me guess, did you bump into Mio Takahashi?"

Without saying a word, Hojo Suzune took off her coat and white socks, revealing her fair, pinkish-white toes, which sparkled under the light.

"Oh, so you met Hasegawa Saori?"

Suzune paused for a moment as she took off her socks.

Seeing this, Hojo Shione smiled and said:

"Well, did you ask Kiyoya? My sister said she wouldn't lie to you."

This statement might not seem like a problem under normal circumstances, but to Hojo Suzune at that moment, it sounded jarring.

She felt a tightness in her chest, and finally couldn't hold back any longer. She straightened up, threw the socks she had just taken off at him, and said coldly:
"Stop pretending! You know perfectly well that I've always liked Kiyoya, and you've known for a long time that he's decided to marry that savage, but you insisted on waiting until I came to Tokyo to tell me. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? You clearly know you're incompetent, you know you're nothing in Kiyoya's eyes right now, so you wanted me to come here..."

As she spoke, Hojo Suzune took a deep breath; she clearly hadn't said enough, and continued:

"Don't pretend you're doing this for my own good. When you were dating Kiyoya, why didn't you think about giving him up? Be selfish if you want, but don't pretend to be all virtuous. Look at how weak you are. Should I buy you a tortoise shell? You can wear it when you go out to see Kiyoya from now on. That way, whether you see that savage or that snobbish vixen, you'll shrink back. Coward!"

Hojo Suzune finished speaking in one breath, her small chest heaving as she glared resentfully at the girl sitting in the chair.

However, even after being scolded like this, Hojo Shione remained calm. She slowly picked up the socks her sister had left on her lap, wrapped them in a contract on the table, and threw them into the trash can.

After finishing all this, Hojo Shione leaned back in her chair with a relaxed expression, her arms crossed, and stared at her sister's reddened eyes as she slowly said:
"If you insist on thinking of your sister that way, then so be it. But no matter what, isn't it a good thing for you to be able to come to Tokyo and see Seiya now? Would you be satisfied if you waited until you came to university next year and Seiya and the others had completely established their relationship?"
"Didn't you always say my sister was useless and liked to eat alone? Now that I've given you the chance, why are you taking it out on me? Lingyin, doesn't this make you seem useless too?"

Upon hearing this, Hojo Suzune raised her hands to cover her arms, her fair neck heaving as she swallowed her tears, turned her head to look at the wall, and coldly snorted:
"Hmph, I'm not like you." Hojo Shione nodded indifferently, then said thoughtfully:

"Maybe so, anyway, it doesn't seem any different now."

"you!"

"Don't get angry so quickly."

Hojo Shione waved her hand, lifted her long legs, placed them directly on the bed and tucked them under the covers, staring into her sister's eyes as she asked:
"Rinne, let me ask you, do you still think that Kiyoya is the same as the person you knew before?"

"..."

Upon hearing her words, the girl's cherry lips trembled slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to retort that of course it was the same.

I just met Hasegawa Saori, and I know that he promised her marriage and is also dating that vixen...

My impression of Kiyoya has always been that he is very devoted; he would never do something like this.

Hojo Suzune really wanted to know what had happened to him, how he could have changed so much in the blink of an eye, making him seem like a stranger to her.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Hojo Shione smiled with satisfaction and said:
"See, now you can't figure out what he's thinking either, can you?"

"You talk as if you know everything..."

Hojo Suzune muttered something.

Hojo Shione heard her words clearly, but instead of refuting them, she smiled with relief and said:

“I don’t know either, but I think there must be someone who knows his current situation better than you or me.”

"..."

Hojo Suzune frowned. Although she had just admitted that she didn't quite understand Kiyoya now, only she could say such things. Even hearing her sister say it, she was still somewhat unconvinced and asked directly:

"Who understands Kiyoya better? Is it Hasegawa Saori? Don't be ridiculous. If she really understood Kiyoya, he wouldn't have broken up with her back then."

As soon as she finished speaking, she kicked the bed leg somewhat defiantly and continued muttering:

"Maybe it was this savage who forced Kiyoya to marry her by force, or maybe she played the victim like you to gain Kiyoya's sympathy..."

Hearing her say that, Hojo Shione couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

She had always known that her younger sister was quite intelligent, with both high emotional and intellectual intelligence. Although she had made a scene at school because of the unfairness of the quota for the wind instrument competition, it was just that she didn't want to conform to the atmosphere.

When we were in high school together, she didn't seem to study very hard, but she always ranked at the top of the class. With just a little effort, she could easily be number one. Although her personality was a bit unpleasant, I knew that there were quite a few people in school who liked her.

Perhaps God compensated for her lack of height and figure by giving her exceptional intelligence and emotional intelligence.

However, she did not expect that Suzune could so directly guess the reason why Hasegawa Saori was able to stay by Seiya's side.

"What are you looking at? I'm not a mung bean, why are you staring at me like that?"

Seeing her sister staring at her with a serious expression, Hojo Suzune immediately knew what her sister was up to and said directly:
"Who understands Kiyoya now? Not that savage, or are you talking about that gold-digging fox?"

A gold-digging fox?

Hearing the nickname her younger sister had given her, Hojo Shione blinked, then thought it was indeed fitting and couldn't help but chuckle. She then said:
"I'm talking about her. She and Kiyoya never had any feelings for each other before, but she continued to date him even after he agreed to date Saori Hasegawa. I think she definitely understands Kiyoya better than I do, since I couldn't even get him to change his mind..."

As she spoke, Hojo Shione lowered her gaze, a bitter smile playing on her lips.

Seeing her like this, Hojo Suzune felt no pity whatsoever. She was in the same boat and had no mood to sympathize with Shion. She urged, "..."

"And then what? You want me to ask her? Do you think she'll tell me?"

"Then it all comes down to your skills, Lingyin. Aren't you best at getting information out of people? She's not very bright, and she's just as straightforward as you. If you want to see her but can't bring yourself to ask, I'll help you make an appointment with her..."

Upon hearing this, Hojo Suzune fell silent, seemingly acquiescing.

However, she lowered her eyes, feeling something was amiss. She raised her face, her delicate brows furrowing, and looked at Xiyin with a puzzled expression.

"Are you so kind?"

"..."
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On the other side, Shiratori Seiya returned home with Saori in his car, carrying the oden and kebabs he had bought on the way upstairs.

Perhaps because of the cold medicine he had taken, he was feeling particularly sleepy. He felt that even if he got home, he might not be able to cook for Saori, so he decided to buy dinner at a shop he passed by.

When she first heard his suggestion, Saori Hasegawa looked unwilling, pouting and staring at her fingers, looking sullen.

Shiratori Seiya thought she was complaining that he hadn't made it for her.

However, after asking her more closely, I learned that she felt useless because Kiyoya was sick but she could only buy dinner and had not fulfilled her duties as a fiancée.

She even volunteered to cook for herself.

Shiratori Seiya refused without even thinking. He had never seen Saori's craftsmanship before, nor had he ever heard her mention practicing. He guessed that she was at least at the level of being able to mix up sugar and salt.

If you happen to make some terrible food, you'll be lucky if you don't end up in the hospital, let alone get better from your cold.

Back home, after dinner, Saori's bottom seemed glued to the sofa, and she wouldn't move no matter how much Shiratori Seiya tried to urge her.

Finally, he told her to go back, and Saori turned to look at him and said "Oh". Then she said a lot of things, such as "I can't leave the sick Kiyoya alone at home" and "Taking care of a sick husband is also a wife's duty".

In the end, she even said things like, "Saori can't cook, but if she can't even protect Kiyoya, then she has no reason to exist."

Looking at the pleading look in her eyes, Shiratori Seiya knew that if he didn't make her fulfill her duties as a wife today, he probably wouldn't be able to get her back.

After eating and brushing his teeth, Shiratori Seiya felt too tired to take a bath. However, as soon as he got into bed, Saori brought him a basin of water to wash his feet, and she knelt on the floor like a little wife, washing his feet very carefully.

Saori Hasegawa let her hair down, her long, black hair cascading down her shoulders and onto her full hips. She washed her hair very carefully, not even missing between her toes.

Shiratori Seiya noticed her bright, clear eyes under the light, and felt that Saori was truly as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

The darkness within him compelled him to utterly defile her, to see Saori lying on the bed, her face flushed and her clothes disheveled, to see her limp and helpless, her clothes disheveled, completely at his mercy…

He wanted to see her kneeling before him, her back as smooth as alabaster, begging him endlessly...

Scenes flashed through his mind until Saori called his name, bringing Shiratori Seiya back to his senses. He was surprised by the desire that had suddenly arisen within him.

It seems like I've been acting increasingly strange ever since that wet dream.

……
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(End of this chapter)