A passionate daily life starting from the Tachibana family

Just thinking about it makes my blood boil.

The soul of Chuuni was ignited, and Nogami’s voice was strong and powerful:

"We must complete the tasks assigned by the boss!"

I just asked him to wait here for a while. I don’t know why he was so excited all of a sudden. Sasaki frowned and said:

"Why are you shouting so loudly?"

"Be quiet!"

"Yes!"

Nogami solemnly nodded in response, reached into his arms, handed the money he found from Toda to Sasaki:

"This was found on Toda..."

Glancing at the dozen bills handed over by Nogami with both hands, Sasaki pondered for a moment, then reached out and took away two-thirds, and said:

"Have a heart."

"Boss should eat meat."

There was no reluctance at all, but a look of joy.

Because Nogami knew that once the boss took the money, it meant that he regarded him as one of his own.

When he encounters trouble in the future, he will be his backer.

With Sasaki's martial arts background, this is worth more than a few banknotes.

People like them who like to fight and cause trouble will always encounter tough situations. In this case, they need to compete for support.

Compared with the broken arms and legs that may be encountered in the future, this effort is nothing.

"Be serious about your work. As long as you don't get something you shouldn't get, I won't leave you alone."

"Don't worry, boss, the most common thing we do is collect some protection fees and make small fights. We won't do anything we shouldn't do."

"Ah."

Nodding in agreement, Sasaki waved his hand:

"Wait here for a while, I'm leaving first."

"Boss, go slowly."

Walking out of the alley and walking towards home, Sasaki suddenly thought of what Fuji Chunmei said just now, that things had been sent home.

"Aunt Jingxiang shouldn't touch my things...probably not..."

…………

Sasaki's home.

"You walk slowly."

"Ok."

After signing for the urgent package, she closed the door. Xiang Jingxiang, who was wearing lavender home clothes, looked at the shoebox-sized package in her hand and muttered secretly:

'Did Fuyumi buy the shoes?Why rush? '

I couldn't understand it, but I didn't care.

With the idea of ​​'put Fuyumi's things in Fuyumi's room', Ukyo Kyōka kicked off her pink plush rabbit-head slippers and walked slowly upstairs to Sasaki's room with leisurely and elegant steps.

Snapped--

Turn on the light, and warm white light floods into your eyes, illuminating the dark room.

Because the window screen was open, there was no peculiar smell in the house.

The room is not small, but there are not many furnishings in it.

In fact, it cannot be said that there are not many. To be precise, compared with the size of the room, the furnishings in the house look "empty".

On the large desk, a computer was simply placed.

There are no books on the table, no boys’ favorite figurines, and no other decorations.

There was nothing between the desk and the wardrobe in the corner, and it looked empty.

In Kyouka's memory, the 'open space' between the desk and the wardrobe was where Fuyumi used to put bookshelves to store comics.

But after his parents died, those things were left in the storage room downstairs.

Slowly walking to the desk and placing the package in his hand on the desk, Xiang Jingxiang noticed the schoolbag that Sasaki casually threw to the corner of the desk out of the corner of his eye.

Pulling out the chair, the loose-fitting purple and white plaid trousers were slightly tightened, slowly outlining an extremely plump and perfect arc.

The peach arc is pressed down, and the cotton seat cushion of the seat is slightly sunken.

Xiang Jingxiang, who was sitting in the chair, picked up the schoolbag placed on the corner of the table and gently patted the thin dust on it.

Then he put his schoolbag on his plump legs that were held together without any gaps.

It was precisely because of this condescending posture that she saw a small corner of white paper peeking out of the zipper of her school bag.

呲味——

He opened the zipper and was about to put away the exposed 'work paper' when Xiang Jingxiang suddenly realized that it seemed to be a paper... Well, there were several papers in it.

No adult can resist looking at a child's test paper.

So Xiang Jingxiang became energetic and took out the test papers for various subjects that were basically full of red ticks.

12...16...10...11...

After reading all the papers, I knew that Fuyumi had not been to school for a long time and his grades were definitely not as good as before.

Xiang Jingxiang was also mentally prepared, but seeing such a 'surprise' test paper still made her blood pressure a little high.

"Whoo~"

Putting the paper on the table, resting her soft elbows on it, Xiang Jingxiang crossed her fingers and gently rubbed her eyebrows with her thumbs.

She felt that she should have a good talk with Fuyumi.

…………

When you get home, put on your slippers.

Sasaki stood in the entrance hall, looking at the living room with bright lights but no sound from the TV. He thought it was the light left by Aunt Jingxiang for him, so he walked out of the entrance hall slowly without paying attention.

When he came to the living room, the first thing Sasaki saw was Aunt Jingxiang sitting on the sofa with an expressionless face.

Aunt Jingxiang's appearance is not bad. Although she is not beautiful, she is very charming.

But the bigger something is, the more it attracts people’s attention.

So the first thing people pay attention to is often Aunt Kyoka's figure, and Sasaki is no exception.

Because she was at home, Aunt Jingxiang didn't wear any professional attire that could perfectly outline her beautiful figure.

Her upper body was wearing a lavender short-sleeved shirt that was large enough to be used as a nightgown for Rinka.

Although the style of the short-sleeved shirt is extremely loose and covers the flesh, for Aunt Jingxiang's wealth, which is comparable to Mrs. Murasaki's, this short-sleeved shirt is still a bit unsightly.

The wonderful arc that holds up the skirt of the clothes is like holding two extremely fat rabbits in the arms, trying to tear the clothes apart.

Because Aunt Jingxiang stood up straight, holding her hands together and placing them between her legs.

Therefore, from a visual perspective, in addition to making Sasaki feel that the big white soft rabbit is a bit bigger, his eyes naturally followed her delicate waist and slid towards the gourd shape that was more obvious due to the upright sitting posture. The child.

Seriously, Sasaki doesn't think Aunt Kyoka is a particularly plump type.

Excluding the totally foul Usagi, Aunt Kyoka's figure is not as plump as Mrs. Murasaki's, and even worse than Miyajima Tsubaki.

In the field of comparison between wives, she is the tallest and has the longest legs.

Perhaps because of this, the feeling Aunt Jingxiang brings to Sasaki is more of a sense of well-proportioned beauty.

After looking up and down Aunt Jingxiang's figure, Sasaki's eyes slowly moved up and noticed the serious expression on her soft and melon-shaped face.

Because Aunt Jingxiang always looks like a workaholic, her hair is always tied up even when she is at home.

In addition, when discussing business, you need to give people a spirited and capable appearance.

Therefore, the hair in front of her forehead often goes around her forehead and hangs from both sides of her cheeks to her collarbone.

It showed off her soft and gentle face very well.

Because of this, her expression is always so obvious.

Just like now, even though there is still a distance between the two, Sasaki can see the serious aura between her eyebrows.

'why……'

Before Sasaki could think clearly, Aunt Jingxiang, who always had a soft smile on her face, would become so serious.

But suddenly he noticed the familiar test papers neatly placed on the coffee table.

Chapter 1: Tutoring Two or Three Things

'What an idiot. I should have thought of it a long time ago. For Aunt Jingxiang to take me so seriously, it must have something to do with study...'

Worried that Aunt Jingxiang would open the package and spray the contents on herself as perfume and divert her attention, Sasaki realized that she was so serious because of her grades and secretly exhaled.

"Aunt Jingxiang, won't you go back to your room to rest?" Pretending not to see the test papers on the table, Sasaki said with a panicked expression that Jingxiang could clearly see:

"Let me get you a glass of water."

I thought my expression was too serious and scared him.

Xiang Jingxiang's serious aura as cold as ice slowly collapsed, and a soft smile that always lingered at the corner of her mouth gradually appeared on her expressionless face:

"No, Fuyumi."

Stopping Sasaki who was turning around to leave, Su Jingxiang patted the sofa next to her:

"Sit here and talk to me, okay?"

"Hmm~"

With the nervous and reserved attitude that a normal student should have after being discovered with poor grades, Sasaki sat on the sofa in an orderly manner.

Seeing how worried he looked now, he was not as aggressive as when he teased her the last time they met. She felt it was a bit funny. She turned sideways and held Sasaki's hand on his knees and said:

"I'm sorry, I must have frightened Dongmi with that look just now."

Shaking his head, Sasaki took advantage of the situation and held her hand, holding it with some force, lowering his head and saying guiltily:

"No...it's just that I disappointed Aunt Jingxiang...I haven't been to school for a long time...I don't understand that at all."

It hurt a little from his hold.

But Xiang Jingxiang also knew from this that he must have been so sad after working hard. His heart suddenly softened, he threw aside all the sermons he had prepared before, and said comfortingly:

"It's okay, it's okay. Fuyumi has worked very hard, but she still needs a little help."

Sasaki, who couldn't squeeze out a single tear after squeezing for a long time, raised his head, looked at Yu Jingxiang with red eyes and murmured:

"help?"

"Ok!"

"Although I have been working for many years, I still have no problem tutoring some high school exercises."

It's the result that I want.

Sasaki's expression full of disappointment and gloom disappeared, and turned into an expression of excitement and joy.

Then, as if he couldn't help himself, he put his arms around the slender and tight but still sexy waist.

Then, Aunt Jingxiang was stunned, and with lightning speed, she lightly printed on the corner of her mouth that outlined a smile.

"As expected, if I have auntie to worry about, I won't panic."

After finishing speaking, no reply was heard.

Sasaki looked at Aunt Kyoka, motionless as if under a restraining spell, and called out in confusion:

"Aunt Jingxiang?"

Blinking her eyes quickly as if she had just woken up from a dream, two alluring pink haloes like peach petals appeared on Xiang Jingxiang's delicate and soft cheeks. With a nonchalant tone, she explained her daze just now: