Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

Xiuming waved and said, "What are you standing there for? Let's go!"

Chapter 138, title unknown.

Misako glanced at Hideaki, her face turning bright red, her ears almost transparently red, before she took small steps to Hideaki's side and stood on tiptoe.

Her eyes seemed to hold a mixture of shyness and trepidation, and were filled with inner turmoil.

Xiuming very considerately bent down and put his ear closer.

Warm breath brushed against his ear, and a soft, trembling voice sounded:

"I can... let you see my legs... Could you... please not go to Mrs. Takagi?"

Xiuming's ambiguous recollections of the past in the taxi, which stirred her heart, played a part, but the biggest reason was that Xiuming said he liked older women.

Compared to Mrs. Takagi, Misako felt she had a slight advantage, after all, she was the older sister.

The thought of Hideaki bypassing her and going to see Mrs. Takagi, who was three years older than her, made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

After much deliberation, she considered that Xiuming had never hidden his philandering ways, and she no longer harbored any desire to possess anything exclusively. His domineering behavior—making her call him "husband," threatening to lift her skirt, and striking a seductive pose—wasn't it somewhat intriguing? It certainly was!

But she regretted it as soon as she said it. She forgot to consider: what if Xiuming refused?

That said, it seems we've gone a bit too far.

The task of stopping him from seeing Mrs. Takagi should be done by his wife, President Riko, not by someone like me who has no status.

I'm going to die, I'm going to die... Misako dared not look at Hideaki's face anymore and lowered her head deeply.

Suddenly, her mother's voice and smile appeared in her mind, and she wanted to go home.

Hideaki didn't say anything, opened the cardboard box on top of the suitcase, and then threw the tissue box inside at Misako's feet.

Misako instinctively tried to back away, but Hideaki suddenly said, "Don't move, just stand here, don't move."

As Xiuming spoke, he bent down, tilted his head to look up at her face, and picked up the box.

Misako gasped, instinctively pressing her legs together tightly and quickly covering her skirt with her hands.

"Are you on guard against me? You're not keeping your word," Xiuming said, picking up the tissue box and putting it back into the cardboard box.

She was wearing a knee-length skirt, unless you put your head between her legs... Humph, who would do something so tasteless? They were the ones who offered to see her... It was just a little test, and they're already this scared.

"I...I'm so...so nervous." Misako's face flushed red. She bit her lip and said with her eyes closed, "I...I won't cover it up this time..."

She was so humble...

"I'm afraid you'll kick my head like a ball," Xiuming gently tapped her forehead, then took her hand. It was soft, so soft you couldn't feel any bone... Her hand really had no strength at all... He then lightly scratched her palm and walked into the supermarket. "What's wrong with Ms. Takagi? She knows I like to look at legs, so she willingly shows them off. How considerate is that?"

"Hmm~"

Misako let out a faint nasal sound, her arms trembled slightly, her head was lowered deeply, her profile was bright red, and her bright red ears seemed to twitch, was it a nerve reflex?

Misako followed Hideaki almost instinctively. Although he had pulled her arm, supported her shoulder, and even made her fall into his arms before, she had no mind to think about anything else at that time.

But now, if you're going to hold hands, why did you have to tickle her palm...? I can't even stop thinking about it, with so many people watching, and then I said such awful things, it's so embarrassing...

Hideaki continued, "You can't be so selfish. If it were Riko, she definitely wouldn't mind."

"You...you hurry up and buy something, let's get out of here quickly, it's too embarrassing..." Misako tried to pull her hand away, but her chest was itchy and she couldn't muster any strength, so she could only plead softly.

“You’re depressed because you care too much about what others think,” Hideaki said, leaning down to whisper in her ear. “If it were Ms. Takagi, I could make her call me husband, and she definitely would, you believe me? Now you know what to call me, right?”

"Husband...husband..."

Misako instinctively pressed her left hand to her chest; it was beating so fast, it felt like she could never go back…

But Xiuming's seemingly threatening words inexplicably made her feel nervous.

There was a suffocating feeling of losing freedom and being controlled by him.

She suddenly missed the moment in the taxi when Xiuming nudged her shoulder and made her call him "husband." He acted like a spoiled little boy, and although it made her scalp tingle, and she felt so embarrassed that she scratched her toes and even wanted to hit him, it was still better than the feeling of losing herself she had now...

I'm going crazy... Am I a pervert? How could I have such thoughts?

"You're amazing, honey," Xiuming whispered in her ear to encourage her.

Misako flinched, instinctively tilting her head and muttering under her breath, "I don't need your praise..."

Xiuming raised an eyebrow and tilted his head to look into her eyes.

Misako's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly closed her eyes: Could he be angry? But his domineering manner is just so annoying, even though he's several years younger than me... and... and... could he really be angry? Why isn't he saying anything?

Misako opened her eyes in a panic, only to meet Hideaki's eyes, which were shining with anticipation. "Wife, can you praise me more often from now on? When I ask you for a good review, you should give me a good review."

Misako was stunned, a tingling sensation shooting from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. She pinched her thigh and couldn't help but stomp her foot, "How annoying... How childish..."

"If you don't give me a good review, I'll cry and throw a tantrum on the ground." Hideaki squatted down and shook Misako's hand.

"Childish," Misako turned her head away. Although she felt a sense of freedom this way, she was still embarrassed. Why did she miss his domineering and mature side again? Her face crumpled up, and she continued, "Don't keep changing your mind like that, it's so annoying..."

"You still won't agree?" Hideaki said, releasing Misako's hand and sitting down on the white floor tiles. "I'm going to roll around in the dirt."

It looked like I was about to lie down.

"Hey~~ Get up quickly," Misako frantically grabbed Hideaki's arm, "I promise you, I promise you, I'll give you a good review... Get up..."

"Call me 'husband' three more times, and I'll get up." Xiuming remained seated.

After calling "husband" three times, Misako almost burst into tears. She was so embarrassed; so many people were watching. She whispered, "Please get up, okay? Husband…please…"

I couldn't help but call out to him one more time, hoping it would make him happier and get him to stand up sooner.

"Praise me again, give me a good review, and I'll get up."

Misako almost gritted her teeth as she said, "Honey, you're amazing! You did so well! I give you a thumbs up..."

She was completely stunned. It wasn't what she expected. Anyway, it was very embarrassing, and she really wanted to hit him.

Xiuming slowly stood up, pointed to the seafood display case next to him, and asked, "Wife, I want to eat abalone. Can you cook abalone for me?"

"what?"

Misako was taken aback, then remembered that Hideaki had invited her to his house for dinner, and that Riko was off work today and would definitely be home.

My relationship with Xiuming now seems to have become one of recklessness and unwillingness to go back; it's probably in an ambiguous phase, anyway, it's unclear.

Would it seem too arrogant of me to go there like this?

President Riko doesn't mind Ayako and Eri at all, so adding me should be fine, right?

But I'm really too old... I'm more than ten years older than Riko...

Misako was torn: she wanted to go, but she was too afraid; she hoped Hideaki would make the decision, but she couldn't bring herself to do it—after all, he was her "big sister." If she kept listening to him, what if she got used to it and lost her own thoughts? That would be so embarrassing…

Xiuming put more than a dozen abalones into the shopping basket and said, "It's decided then!"

Misako blurted out, "How can you just give advice to others like that..."

Xiuming slumped to the ground, slapped the floor, and said, "You're just trying to fool me."

"Uh……"

Misako froze, wishing she could slap herself, and whispered, "Honey... get up... this is so embarrassing..."

Well, although it was a bit embarrassing, I'm relieved at least.

Xiuming jumped up, pointed at the shrimp and said, "Wife, I want to eat that, can you make it for me?"

"Okay, okay..." Misako glanced around subconsciously, afraid that others would see Hideaki's "childish" appearance, and quickly scooped out a few.

Xiuming selected a cart full of ingredients.

Considering that the employees hadn't had a meal together yet, he decided to have a big dinner party tonight and rented shopping carts from the supermarket.

"You, lend me some money. I need to buy a gift for President Riko. I'll pay you back when I get my salary."

Misako hesitated for more than ten minutes, and just as Hideaki was about to push the stroller out the door, she finally mustered up the courage to speak.

For her, when it comes to borrowing money, she would rather borrow from loan sharks than borrow from someone else. Even though she already had an ambiguous relationship with Xiuming, she still found it difficult to talk about it.

But there's no time now, I have to go upstairs soon, I can't just make an excuse to leave, can I? After all, even if I make an excuse to leave, it's impossible to borrow money in a short time.

"Oh dear!" Hideaki suddenly slapped his thigh. "I forgot to buy Riko a present too. It's all your fault."

"My fault?" Misako was taken aback, then instinctively argued, "Shouldn't it be thanks? If I hadn't brought it up, would you have remembered?"

Xiuming admired her reasonable nature; she was truly a big sister who deserved to be pampered.

“I was so focused on getting you to call me 'husband' that I didn’t have time to think about Riko’s gift,” Hideaki argued. “You’d only admit your mistake if I rolled around on the floor like a baby? Fine, then I…”

"No, no, no... buy the gift first..." Misako quickly grabbed Hideaki and couldn't help but complain, "I really can't stand your childish behavior."

“That’s how we do it when we’re trying to soothe a child…” Xiuming pushed the cart toward the cashier.

"Soothing the child...wait!" Misako, both embarrassed and annoyed, grabbed Hideaki's arm and said, "Are you doing this on purpose?! Are you deliberately acting so childish to embarrass me?"

"Make you lose face? What good will that do me?" Xiuming's eyes widened, full of "confusion," and he continued, "It's just showing you an attitude: you are free, and I won't impose any restrictions on you. After all, we are equals, and we should respect each other! I dislike clingy women the most."

"Besides Riko..." Hideaki thought to himself, then continued, "I like independent, individualistic, and self-reliant people. I like being childish with older sisters, and I absolutely adore older sisters like you."

"You...you, you..." Misako swallowed hard, her finger trembling as she pointed at Hideaki. "You...you, you're so childish..."

Her eyes were wide open in a daze, her body swayed slightly, she took a small step back, and leaned against the shelf.

The impact to her back seemed to bring her back to her senses. She blinked twice, a blush quickly rising to her forehead. Then she covered her face, squatted down, and said, "Ugh, that caught me completely off guard..."

Xiuming's overly blunt behavior echoed in her mind, stirring up a chill.

Xiuming's domineering attitude had always put her in a state of confusion. Outwardly, she longed to get closer, but subconsciously she wanted to avoid him. Now, however, he had given her a sense of reassurance.

Even so, it was still incredibly cheesy. I couldn't help but scream in my heart: "He's so shameless! How old is he? He's acting like a child, rolling around on the ground to lie to me. He's making me lose face... If he does this again, I'm definitely going to hit him..."

While Misako was feeling awkward and alone, Hideaki had already paid the bill and temporarily stored the shopping cart and Misako's suitcase at the checkout counter.

"Wife, we need to go buy a gift for my other wife..."

"Ah! Stop talking!" Mizo jumped up. "Run, run..."

Hideaki didn't know what kind of gift Riko liked, so he asked Misako.

Misako hesitated for a moment, then said, "President Riko likes you so much, she'll be very happy no matter what you give her!"

After all, I've grown to the point of tolerating his infidelity... Thank you, President Riko, I won't try to take him away from you, I just want a child...

"And you?" Xiuming asked, dissatisfied with the answer. "What gift would you like me to give you?"