Tokyo: I'm bound to the evil women!

Chapter 15: I've Found You

"Senior Shiratori, isn't your schedule a bit too full? You've spent almost the entire day on it. Do you have that much free time on the weekend?"

Knowing that the other party was a maid of the Chiya family, and judging from her relationship with Chiya Mio, her status must be quite high.

How could there possibly be much leeway in terms of time for this kind of work?

"I've already asked for leave from you, Miss. Weekends are my days off."

"Therefore, I have made arrangements in advance to facilitate cooperation with you, Mr. Fujiwara."

No wonder, I was wondering why she suddenly asked me about the weekend...

However, since it was unclear what Chiya Mio was thinking, Fujiwara Matsu had to put those matters aside for the time being.

Besides the excessively ample time allotted, there was another problem with the other party's plan.

"Senior Shiratori, doesn't this plan sound a bit like a date?"

He looked around and realized that the things the other party had arranged for him to do were no different from a date, but Shiratori Saki seemed quite satisfied with them.

Upon hearing his words, Shiratori Saki was taken aback at first, and then, as if realizing something, her face turned bright red in an instant.

"A date?! A date?! A date?!"

She lowered her head, as if she wanted to bury it in her chest and suffocate herself. Fujiwara Matsu could only see the tips of her bright red ears.

"Hugs, I'm so sorry! Mr. Fujiwara, I didn't mean it that way..."

"Well, this is a plan I made after searching online for things to do together. I never expected it to turn out like this—"

"Could you show me how you searched?"

The other person looked down and fiddled with their phone for a moment before handing it to Fujiwara Matsu.

I glanced at the keywords the other person had searched for: "How can boys and girls travel together", "Good ways to enhance relationships through travel", "Suitable travel activities for boys and girls".

He was suddenly not surprised that such a plan could be accomplished.

What kind of Thunder Language and descriptive system is this...?

"If you don't like it, Mr. Fujiwara, I'll make another one."

Looking at the detailed and well-organized plan, it was clear that the other party had put a lot of effort into it. Fujiwara Matsu didn't like to waste other people's hard work. Although the plan resembled a date, he just wanted to avoid creating a date atmosphere.

After all, it's acceptable to go out with friends like this, it's just that the activities arranged by the other party are prone to having a romantic atmosphere.

"It's fine, this is good. This one will do. However, the timing might change a bit, but it will definitely be finalized by the weekend."

Shiratori Saki, who had been keeping her head down, squatted down and buried her head completely in her chest.

Mr. Fujiwara said, "This 'date' plan is quite good. What does that mean?"

Dominance level: 24% - 27% - 25% - 26%

Fujiwara Matsu looked at the system notification that popped up, then at Shiratori Saki, who was looking down, and raised an eyebrow. Clearly, the other person was having a very intense internal struggle.

"Shiratori-senpai? Are you alright?"

At this moment, Shiratori Saki had already stood up and resumed her usual standard posture, although the lingering pleasure on her face had not yet faded.

"Yes, it's alright. Well then, if Mr. Fujiwara doesn't mind, I'll proceed with the arrangements according to this plan."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

"I should be the one saying that. Thank you, Mr. Fujiwara."

"I'll be going now, see you this weekend."

"Okay, see you this weekend."

After speaking, Fujiwara Matsu turned to leave, but after taking only two steps, he was stopped by someone behind him. Turning around, he saw that the other person still had that perfect standing posture.

"Um, Mr. Fujiwara, I practice in the archery club during my lunch break. You can come find me anytime you have time."

Finally, he added another sentence.

Tell me the parts of the plan that need to be modified.

Dominance level 26% - 25%

This thing, even a stable one, can drop? Hiss...

…………

weekend.

Since this was still a trip with a girl, Fujiwara Matsu tidied himself up a bit before leaving, taking a shower and changing his clothes.

This is already a very high level of respect.

However, Shiratori Saki clearly showed more respect.

The other party also sent him a copy of their business plan, and since nothing unexpected happened, he followed their plan.

The two agreed to meet at the entrance of a shopping street. When Fujiwara Matsu arrived, Shiratori Saki was already there, ten minutes earlier than planned.

"Sorry, Shiratori-senpai, have you been waiting?"

"No, I just arrived."

The other person was wearing a loose-fitting black and white dress with a fake apron. At first glance, it looked like a maid outfit, but upon closer inspection, it was clearly more energetic. The dress hem reached her knees, neither too long nor too short, revealing Shiratori Saki's slender but strong calves.

Looking down, you can see that she is wearing two white socks, one long and one short. The shorter one reaches about to her calf, and the upper part becomes a strap around her leg, extending to below the hem of her skirt. The other one just reaches a little above her knee and is also barely covered by the hem of her skirt.

Her shoes were black high-heeled leather shoes. When Fujiwara Matsu saw them, he subconsciously thought—with heels that high, could she walk all day in them?

"Senior Shiratori, are you sure you can walk all day in those shoes?"

"Oh, that's alright. I wear similar shoes to these when I'm working."

"But we have to walk all day today."

"It's okay."

"Okay, by the way, Shiratori-senpai, what's your shoe size?"

Although he knew he might be seen as a pervert, Fujiwara Matsu casually asked about her shoe size.

"38".

Shiratori Saki didn't understand, but she answered honestly.

Nodding in understanding, Fujiwara Matsu reached out his hand as he looked at the strap that Shiratori Saki had tucked into her chest.

"Give me your bag, Shiratori-senpai."

Taking her small handbag, Fujiwara Matsu and she walked side by side into the shopping street, which was their plan for the morning.

However, Fujiwara Matsu always had a nagging feeling, as if something had already entangled them.

The shopping street was bustling with people coming and going. There was everything on both sides, and the air was filled with the sweet aroma of food and the noise of people talking.

The two would occasionally peek into the nearby shops, but Shiratori Saki mostly just looked and didn't buy anything.

Even when Fujiwara Matsu took the initiative to say he wanted to buy it, she just watched his movements, which made him give up.

So, halfway through the walk, Fujiwara Matsu suddenly spoke up:

"Senior Shiratori, please wait here for me."

Shiratori Saki obediently did as he was told, and Fujiwara Matsu ran into a nearby shop and returned a short while later with a box in his hand.

The other person remained standing still, motionless, like a statue. Even when people passed by, it had no effect on her, until he returned with his things, at which point she moved closer to him.

Inside the box was a pair of flat leather shoes, size 38, with a style similar to Shiratori Saki's shoes.

Fujiwara Matsu led Shiratori Saki to sit on a bench by the roadside and gestured for her to change.

"Shiratori-senpai, this will make things easier."

"I can't accept it."

"If you don't want them, I can't return them; I can't fit into these shoes."

Fujiwara Matsu handed the shoes to the other person, indicating that she should put them on. He didn't force her to change; he wasn't that perverted, nor was he a foot fetishist.

Shiratori Saki finally accepted it, raising her legs forward to prevent herself from not being able to see the gift she received because of the obstruction.

Just then, Fujiwara Matsu's phone rang. He glanced at it and realized it was the first time he had ever received a call from the other party.

"Matsu~ Do you have time today?"

Chiya Mio's voice came through the phone:

Fujiwara Matsu glanced at Shiratori Saki beside him.

"Um... things have already been arranged."

"Huh? When I asked you that, didn't you say you had time?"

"Shouldn't slaves patiently await their master's instructions, Matsu?"

"Well, never mind, maybe next time."

The other party seemed to have let her go easily.

"Mr. Fujiwara, if it's Miss, I can go back first and give her..."

"We've already been together, what would it mean to ask you to go back now?"

"But……"