Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

Furthermore, due to the problem with the product, the blood and qi become excessive and cannot be effectively regulated, which may lead to prostatitis.

Xiuming had a sudden inspiration and pointed to the children's room where miscellaneous items were stored, saying, "After dinner, tidy up that camping tent."

"Huh? Are we going camping?" Riko's eyes widened.

“I can’t stay at home, and I can’t afford a hotel, so I have no choice but to go camping,” Xiuming said wistfully. “After all, with such a beautiful wife as you, it’s hard for me to remain indifferent.”

"Oh..." Riko bit her lower lip tightly to avoid laughing out loud because she couldn't help but feel surprised. "But, where should we go?"

Camping at night at this time of year is very dangerous, given the presence of rampant violent gangs.

"The rooftop," Xiuming pointed to the ceiling. "This is the tallest building, and there are only eight households up there. It's the safest place. Hurry up and eat; you'll need energy after you eat. Don't let me down!"

Riko didn't respond, but just blushed and lowered her head to eat her rice. Although she ate in small bites, she did so very quickly.

"Don't just eat rice, eat some vegetables too... It's not the last night... There are still many days ahead!"

"cough!"

Riko choked on her milk, frantically grabbed the milk carton, tilted her head back and gulped down a mouthful. A drop of pure milk flowed from the corner of her mouth to her slender neck, down her collarbone, and then slid down, only to be covered by her beige turtleneck sweater.

Xiuming blinked, which made people very curious about the path that drop of milk took as it fell into the abyss or slid over the mountain peak.

Xiuming reached out and grabbed her collar, tilting his head to look down.

"Husband?" Riko looked up at him, completely bewildered.

Xiuming remained calm and said, "Let me confirm whether I'll buy formula or breastfeed my future child. Judging from the scale of this operation, we can save a lot of money on formula. Not bad, I'm very satisfied."

"I...I've finished eating..." Riko put down the milk carton and stumbled into the children's room. "I'm going to tidy up the tent..."

Because Riko's finger was injured and couldn't get wet, Hideaki naturally took over the task of washing the dishes.

"Honey~ do...do we need to bring this?" Riko had half her body hidden outside the sliding door, only half of her flushed face showing, her eyes darting around, and she was holding a box of condoms in her hand.

Xiuming glanced back, continued washing the dishes, and casually said, "Take it with you! We'll have children after things settle down."

Although he was confident in raising the child, if he won the bid tonight, it would be a hindrance when planning everything in the future, making it difficult to fully realize his potential.

"Okay..." Riko blushed and shrank back, continuing to pack the necessary items.

Chapter 17 The Wind on the Rooftop

The hands of the quartz clock point to seven o'clock.

After both Hideaki and Riko finished their work, just to be on the safe side, Hideaki also brought along a golf club that was covered in a layer of dust from the balcony.

They then each carried their packages and opened the door to each other like thieves.

The pungent smell of paint was still there, and the door had been smashed with bricks, leaving several dents.

That bastard...

"That's really too much..."

Perhaps Hideaki gave Riko a great sense of security, which is why she wrinkled her nose to express her dissatisfaction.

Xiuming picked up a brick and said, "Let's go before he comes."

The two quickly entered the elevator, and Xiuming pressed the button for the top floor, 22nd floor.

There are no residents on the top floor yet. The white fire door leading to the rooftop is secured with an iron chain, with only a small padlock less than three fingers wide attached to the chain.

Xiuming easily smashed it open with a brick.

Riko stood behind him, hunched over, peering down the stairwell as a lookout. Her face was flushed with excitement.

"Isn't it fun?" Xiuming said, turning around.

"Mmm, so...so exciting." Riko's eyes were sparkling.

To prevent any idlers from coming up and finding the door open, and then locking it from the inside, preventing them from going downstairs, Xiuming completely slipped the padlock off, so that it could be easily pulled open by hand after being locked.

After testing it more than a dozen times to confirm that the padlock was really broken, they wrapped an iron chain around it from the outside and locked it to mislead customers.

The wind on the rooftop is fresh and cool.

The sun had completely set, leaving only a faint red glow in the sky.

The city lights began to shine brightly.

To the north of the building is the Kyoto City Hall, which is the tallest building. However, since it has just been built and has not yet been officially occupied, it is certain that no one will be inside.

To the west are unfinished buildings with rusty steel bars, which can be ignored.

The "Tokyo Financial" mortgage company to the east is too far away to be discussed further.

To the south is another building in the community, one floor lower.

There are also concrete barriers erected around the rooftop, so as long as you lie down, your view is all sky, and you don't have to worry about being seen by anyone.

Xiuming pitched the tent in the middle of the rooftop stairwell, elevator shaft, and pump room, surrounded on three sides, so he didn't have to worry about a sudden strong wind blowing the tent away at night.

Although Riko is a bit of a goofball in some ways, she is quite talented at cleaning and preparing things, and she is very thoughtful.

Blanket, quilt, slippers, waterproof sheet, water cup, midnight snack, alarm clock, battery-operated night light, and even a spare battery...

After the two finished tidying up with clear division of labor, Hideaki lifted the tent flap and gestured for Riko to go inside quickly.

Riko, however, remained kneeling at the doorway, her head bowed, fidgeting with the hem of her clothes, her face flushed as she glanced at Hideaki.

When the moment came, she suddenly realized that she had been too unreserved, and wondered if Xiuming would dislike her for it.

Riko's shy and timid demeanor, along with her shifty and uneasy gaze, left Hideaki stunned for a long while.

Then, he grabbed her bright red ear and gently pulled her in front of him.

"Ouch~" Riko cried out softly, stumbling forward and bracing herself with her hands. As a result, her buttocks shot up high into the air.

Xiuming raised his hand and slapped her pert buttocks, saying irritably, "Trying to play hard to get with me? You can go inside now!"

Then, Xiuming also crawled into the tent and quickly zipped up the curtain.

The two-person tent, apart from the inability to stand up, offers quite a spacious interior.

After Riko was pushed into the tent by Hideaki, she covered her flushed face, turned her back to him, and curled her back into a bow shape.

"Riko-chan?"

Xiuming lay down on his side behind her, supporting her trembling shoulder with his left hand, and placing his right hand under her neck to gently lift her burning face. With a slight lift, she turned around, still covering her face with her hands.

"Let me see your face."

Xiuming gently moved her slender fingers again, lifting her hand to reveal a delicate and flushed face.

"Husband~" Riko murmured, her eyes half-closed.

……

Above them was a box of condoms that Riko had prepared; the production date was last year.

This kind of thing is a best-selling item. Whether you buy it to blow up balloons, to go wilderness survival, to prevent STDs, or for whatever other purpose, it's a multi-functional item.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, products produced in the same year can be sold out in the same year.

This box of ten Okamoto cigarettes actually contained nine more, which was something Hideaki hadn't expected.

What kind of junk is this?

Xiuming was furious and threw the rubber products aside.

Xiuming really didn't plan to have a child under such "poor" conditions, as raising a child is very expensive.

Without a complete resolution to their identity issues, they are constrained in every way, especially in this situation where they have no intention of repaying the high-interest loan.

But when the moment came, it completely defied human reason; even if it were raining meteorites outside, there was no way they would run out of the tent to see.

"Riko-chan, if you have a child, don't worry about raising it. Just don't hide it and secretly abort it just because our family is poor."

"Ah."

Riko nodded slightly, then turned her head to one side, leaving only her flushed pink cheeks covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Oh, by the way, regarding childcare, since you don't have in-laws, how about we invite your parents over to help look after the child?"

"Um……"

"No, no, we can't take them, we should send the child over..."

"Oh, by the way, where is your hometown?"

Xiuming wasn't ready to be a father yet and thought that if he were to actually win the bid, he should plan ahead.

Xiuming knew perfectly well that, for various reasons, he did not want children yet.

Just like most awakened impoverished families today, they choose not to have children because of a lack of money, even with government subsidies, which are just a drop in the bucket.

"Honey~ I'm going crazy..." Riko couldn't help but cry, "I promise you everything... I'll tell you when we're having a baby..."

Let fate decide... We can't go against human nature just because we're poor... After all, as human beings, we can't break free from the shackles of human nature...

……

Xiuming opened the small window on the tent, letting in a gentle breeze.

Even the wind couldn't dissipate the warmth inside the tent on the rooftop.

Riko turned her back to Hideaki again, perhaps feeling ashamed of her earlier lapse in composure. She gently hunched her back, pulled up the disheveled sheet, and covered her waist and chest.

The alarm is set for 6 a.m. tomorrow, but it's only 9:10 a.m. now.

"Have some water!" Hideaki took the water glass with the straw and brought the straw to Riko's lips.

Riko bit the straw and gulped down the drink.

"You almost scared me just now," after Riko finished drinking, Hideaki put his arm around her chest, gently stroking her smooth back to help her catch her breath.

"It's like... there's a breath stuck in my throat, I can't breathe..." Riko's voice still carried a hint of weariness and shyness.

"How are you feeling? Are you alright now?"

“It’s okay, I feel… pretty good…” Riko said as she pounced on him, lightly kissed Hideaki’s lips, and pressed her face against his chest.

"Well, you're really strange."