My wife is the stand-in.

The image of him embracing a beautiful woman, a pair of lovers, dealt a heavy blow to the old man's heart.

"Heavens! You ungrateful bastard!"

Chapter 173: The Boudoir

Spielberg was bombarded with a mouthful of PDA from Amanosaki, and it was even a mixed flavor. He sat on his comfortable recliner, holding Karenina's mature body, cursing Amanosaki for not having toilet paper while he was in the bathroom, while directing the team to pack up.

The on-site filming is nearing its end. Since the decision has been made to increase investment and complete filming within a week, it also means that reshoots can be done in the following days.

Therefore, the subsequent filming will be small-scale indoor shoots, which do not require so many people, and everyone can go home.

“Karenina, you have to stay here.” Spiegelberg, sitting on the recliner, took a sip of black coffee and grinned. “This is a big client, and China has connections behind him. We can make money here, a lot of money.”

Karenina nodded. "I understand."

“Good girl.” Spiegelberg patted her on the shoulder and smiled with satisfaction.

Inside the cabin, Amanosaki opened the door and entered the boudoir of the eldest daughter of the Lin family for the first time.

As you push open the door, you are greeted by the fresh scent of pine resin and the aroma of ink from aged books.

Unlike fresh ink, the old ink printed on books and magazines has lost its chemical odor and, through repeated contact with the pages and the user, has developed a complex scent similar to perfume.

It smells reassuring.

"Hey~ So you really are a good girl. I was looking forward to seeing what wild side lies beneath your quiet exterior."

Saeko Busujima followed her in, rubbing her chin and expressing her feelings with an elegant, drawn-out tone, unlike the soft, cute voice of anime girls.

Although her words were somewhat incoherent, judging from her relaxed posture and expression, Lin Shuyu's bedroom layout had been approved by this young woman who possessed the spirit of a samurai Yamato Nadeshiko.

Where did the rosin in the room come from?

Saeko Busujima sat in a soft chair, looking at the full bookshelves on the table.

"It is incense made from ground amber."

Lin Shuyu nestled in Amanosaki's arms, her voice very soft.

It seems that letting others into her room is something that allows this young girl to let down her guard and reveal her most vulnerable side.

Amanosaki placed the girl on the soft bed, and Lin Shuyu immediately pulled the blanket up to her face, revealing only her misty, blinking eyes.

The dim light coming through the round ship window made it difficult to see the room clearly, so Saeko Busujima turned on the light, revealing the girl's boudoir.

Also visible was Amanosaki's slightly embarrassed face.

He was a burly man, nearly 1.8 meters tall, with muscles all over his body, standing in a rather cramped room, unsure whether to sit or stand.

Above his head, a vine-covered circle of shrubs hung outside the lamp, forming a bird's nest-like hemisphere that restrained the strong light and prevented it from being too glaring.

Lace mosquito nets were propped up at the four corners of the single bed, and the layers of thin gauze seemed to hide countless girls' fantasies.

The sheets and blankets were light blue, leaving no extra space for pink, but on the pillows were a pair of palm-sized pets of a famous foreign knight, a kind of yellow rat that could be kept as pets.

One was laughing heartily, while the other rested its cheeks on its head, looking quite serious.

Lin Shuyu sensed Amanosaki's slightly surprised gaze. She saw the mouse, and quickly grabbed it and stuffed it into the quilt.

This childish behavior brought a faint smile to Saeko Busujima's face.

Lin Shuyu's bedroom was quite tidy, showing that the girl had always paid attention to cleaning during her time living there.

Although it's about the same size as Amanosaki's room and has more stuff, it looks more spacious.

'They're all custom-made.'

Saeko Busujima secretly helps Amanosaki resolve his doubts.

"Just like the small apartment advertisements you see on Earth, all the furniture is custom-made, not original products from the ship."

'By reducing the size of each piece of furniture and personalizing them, the visual space is expanded.'

Amanosaki raised an eyebrow, "But our boarding process was very rushed, and no construction team came up afterward..."

"The extermination order was issued layer by layer. Once the Yushan branch received the order, the Lin family naturally knew as well. Was it so difficult to have the team prepare the decorations for their young lady in advance?"

Amanosaki thought about it and agreed. He shrugged, indicating that he was convinced.

He also wanted to have a good talk with Lin Shuyu. It was rare for the three of them to get along so well. They could talk about their life plans, what they liked and disliked, and do something to bring them closer together.

Up to now, all Amano Saki knows is that Lin Shuyu likes salty food and dislikes sweets, except for honey water and jam.

Furthermore, they knew nothing about the girl's private preferences.

But when he reached out to pat the blanket, he clearly felt Lin Shuyu tremble all over.

Her eyes seemed to be veiled in a thin mist, making her look pitiful.

"No."

The girl murmured.

"What?" Amanosaki was dumbfounded. He looked at the girl, then at Saeko Busujima, not understanding what had happened.

"I... I have to wait until after I meet my parents and on the day of the wedding... My family has very strict rules."

Lin Shuyu bit her lip, her voice becoming strained, and her face was no longer just red like an apple; it was more like a ripe lobster.

"Also, three people? That's too radical!"

Not only her, but Amanosaki's old face also blushed, and he covered his eyes because he couldn't bear to watch.

Dear sister, what are you thinking?! What do you mean three people are too radical?! It's your thinking that's too radical!

When Saeko Busujima heard Lin Shuyu's words, she looked over with a surprised expression. Her eyes held the look of "As expected, there's more to your appearance than meets the eye." After the surprise came the result that was exactly what she expected.

Amanosaki quickly clarified, "No, no, you misunderstood. I just thought this was the first time we'd been together properly since we confirmed our relationship, and I wanted to talk to you about... uh, Kobayashi? Lin Shuyu? Miss Lin?"

After Amanosaki expressed his thoughts, Lin Shuyu covered her head with the blanket and refused to respond no matter how Amanosaki called her. When Amanosaki pulled the blanket, she rolled inside and wrapped herself up, turning into a caterpillar.

Seeing this, Amanosaki looked at Saeko Busujima somewhat helplessly, hoping that the eldest wife could say something.

Seeing this, Saeko Busujima sighed helplessly.

"You two, one an idealistic girl, the other a hardcore anime otaku with almost no social or romantic experience, are a perfect match!"

After making this comment, she went to the bedside and whispered a few words to the girl. After receiving a "hmm" from Lin Shuyu, Saeko Busujima grabbed Amanosaki's hand and left without hesitation.

"Huh? But Kobayashi, she..."

"Shh~"

Saeko Busujima pressed her index finger against Amanosaki's mouth and shook her head: "Lin Shuyu is a girl who grew up in a standard wealthy environment, and because of her superpower, she doesn't have many friends. Her romantic experience comes from books, and she's not very open about it."

"Besides, she has family pressure, and her confession today was already her best effort. Let's let her go."

“…Okay.” Amanosaki looked disappointed.

Seeing this, Saeko Busujima patted his face: "What, isn't having me with you enough tonight?"

"Huh?" Amanosaki was overjoyed. "Really?"

"I lied to you that I was a puppy."

In the dimly lit room, Lin Shuyu didn't lift the covers until she heard the footsteps fading away. She patted her burning face, took out her phone, and dialed her great-uncle's number.

"Grandpa, I did it!"

The girl's voice was low, but it was filled with immense joy. Incense.

Chapter 174: The Scent of a Yamato Nadeshiko

Lin Shuyu excitedly and shyly shared her experiences of the evening with her great-uncle. Among them, Amanosaki's three-sword-six-hole technique amazed the old man, who exclaimed that she was highly skilled and daring. At the same time, he was secretly happy for his good grandniece.

My grandniece's first love, though it started as a sharing, was at least a success.

Amanosaki doesn't seem like the type to start something and then abandon it.

It wasn't until Lin Shuyu hesitantly mentioned that she had taken on an additional investment of 200 million for Amanosaki that the old man, a seasoned womanizer, slapped his thigh in dismay, thinking to himself, "Oh no!"

The young woman hasn't even married into the family yet, and she's already starting to side with outsiders.

Needless to say, the Lin family was both happy and worried, and Amanosaki was also overjoyed.

He hasn't been intimate with his girlfriend for over a day.

Amanosaki, well, he's capable and energetic, and since taking the herbal bath, he's become even more powerful.

In addition, he was surrounded by beautiful women, and he was constantly being put to the test.

Now that he had finished showering, he stepped out of the toilet wearing a yukata and saw Saeko Busujima, who was kneeling upright on the hard bed with her yukata neatly tied and a wooden sword still tucked into her waistband.

Saeko Busujima sat upright, the room lights were off, only the small table lamp on the table emitted a soft, eye-friendly orange light, adding a touch of ambiance to the not-so-spacious room.

It doesn't look like they're about to do something lovers do; rather, it's like a daimyo and his retainers from the Warring States period discussing in a secret room who they're going to kill the next day.

The smell was especially strong from the wooden knife at her waist.

"Is she cosplaying a samurai woman?"

Amano Sakiya knelt at the foot of the bed, trying to ease the tension with jokes.

At this moment, Saeko Busujima, who had been holding the wooden sword, looked up, and Amanosaki noticed that this beautiful girl, whose face always carried the spirit of an iron rose, was now showing a rare hint of shyness.

A blush crept onto her light wheat-colored skin, her eyes stubbornly fixed on Amanosaki, the amorous mist in her eyes impossible to conceal, her toes fidgeting nervously behind her bottom.

Unable to contain himself, he forcibly suppressed his emotions.

Seemingly burned by Amanosaki's scorching gaze, Saeko Busujima abruptly lowered her head, raised her thighs, and shuffled to Amanosaki's side, her voice, like words, bursting forth from her burning breath: "This humble servant will undress you."

Her breath was truly fragrant; Amanosaki could even smell the toothpaste from her mouth.

He spread his arms, letting Saeko Busujima loosen her belt, her cool fingertips pinching his collar, the backs of her fingers rubbing against his bulging back muscles.

Amanosaki groaned, slightly spread his legs, and knelt down again in a comfortable position.

Saeko Busujima's movements were gentle yet swift; in less than a minute, she had removed her yukata, revealing her toned back.

His tall, straight body, strong back, and slightly twitching muscles all spoke of the power of his physique. The young man's profile was ruddy and striking, and his half-closed eyes seemed to be resting, yet they carried a captivating arrogance.

Saeko Busujima was mesmerized by the scene before her.

After a long while, Amanosaki heard the sound of the girl getting out of bed. The bedside lamp went out, leaving only the warning lights on the abandoned fishing boats on the river to illuminate the two of them.