Tokyo Soft Rice King.

"...It doesn't hurt anymore...it doesn't hurt anymore...it won't hurt anymore..."

"..."

Kuroba Akira was a little dumbfounded. Although he didn't know how he got the scar on the corner of his eye in this world, he estimated that it had been there for more than ten years. How could it still hurt now?

But being kissed by an older sister... if you're not drunk, it's actually quite enjoyable.

When she sobers up and remembers what she did, she'll probably be so ashamed she'll want to die... We can only pray that she blacked out and doesn't remember anything when she wakes up.

"It doesn't hurt there anymore, Ms. Tashiro, so please let me go."

"Um……"

Tashiro Kurenai nodded and took a slight step back, but immediately frowned and shouted.

"Ugh...it's so hot...!"

Then they made excuses.

After ripping off her coat, she tore open her white shirt, revealing her two large, freed breasts.

No! Don't take it off!

Kuroba Akira panicked immediately. Was he going to have a drunken one-night stand next?

No! That's impossible! As long as I don't take my pants off, there won't be any problems!

Kuroba Akira would never do something like taking advantage of someone's misfortune or defaming their reputation.

After taking off her shirt, Tashiro Akira hugged Kuroba Akira again, buried his head in her chest, and lay down on her side with him.

Kuroba Akira breathed a sigh of relief; at least he hadn't taken off his last piece of clothing...

The face wash feels nice, but unfortunately it doesn't have a milky scent, only a smell of alcohol.

"hug……"

"Uh……"

Tashiro Hongxiang clung even tighter, showing no intention of letting go.

Kuroba Akira was filled with despair; he knew he couldn't leave now.

Am I stuck sleeping here tonight?

Tomorrow morning... I expect it to be quite exciting.

Forget it, I'm tired. I'll go to sleep. To hell with her. I'll deal with tomorrow's problems tomorrow.

Kuroba Akira calmed down and decided to give up.

Then I heard Ms. Tashiro's murmurs above my head, whether she was drunk or talking in her sleep.

"So warm...human body temperature...so wonderful...I love it..."

"Waaah... I don't want to do that kind of cold job anymore..."

"I don't want to go to work..."

"I don't want to go out at night..."

"Waaaaah...it's so scary..."

"I just want someone to take care of me..."

"Waaaaah... Please, someone kind, hire me..."

"I'll be your maid... as long as I get two days off a week..."

"No... one day off is enough... a monthly salary of 200,000 is fine..."

"I want to... live... a little easier..."

Kuroba Akira almost cried while listening to this.

It's really too humble.

He's incredibly empathetic.

It seems Ms. Tashiro also works for a shady company; drinking so much alcohol is probably just a way to vent her frustrations.

We're all pitiful people... so let's accept it and comfort each other.

Thinking of this, Kuroba Akira hugged her waist, closed his eyes, and fell peacefully asleep.

As fellow office workers, we share each other's warmth and stick together for comfort.

Chapter 76 Mature and sophisticated women are not afraid of being drunk

September 2nd, early morning.

Kuroba Akira woke up first.

Although he went to bed very late last night... or rather, early this morning, his biological clock, which had been adjusted to an accurate level, still made him wake up precisely before six o'clock this morning.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that big, white symbol of motherhood in front of me. I had been using it as a pillow all night, and its soft touch was more comfortable than any other pillow.

Although he only slept for less than three hours, Kuroba Akira still entered a deep sleep. No wonder babies sleep most soundly in their mother's arms; it turns out that the 'pillow' is excellent enough to give one a feeling of returning to the womb.

As a result, I actually slept in Ms. Tashiro's arms until morning.

So the question is, what should we do next?

Is it possible to sneak away without waking Ms. Tashiro?

We can't just do nothing and wait for her to wake up naturally, who knows how long a drunk person can sleep... I still have to go to school.

Akira Kuroba decided to try to pry off Ms. Tashiro's arms that were wrapped around his neck so that he could have room to get up.

As soon as the touch was made to Ms. Tashiro's forearm, she made a sound.

"Um……"

Tashiro Kurenai frowned and instinctively hugged him tighter.

"Well……!"

Kuroba Akira also let out a muffled groan, because he was stunned by the sudden sound.

With his nose completely submerged in the deep abyss, his closed nostrils lost their passage to fresh air, making Kuroba Akira want to shout, "I can't breathe!"

I'm going to be killed by her breasts!

Weird.

Humans are amazing creatures; they can breathe not only through their noses but also through their mouths. So, Kuroba Akira opened his mouth and inhaled and exhaled...

Although Akira Kuroba was freed from the predicament of being unable to breathe, the consequence was that Kurenai Tashiro was awakened.

Feeling the scorching heat of the breath exhaled into her chest, as if melting her heart, she slowly opened her eyes.

What appeared before my eyes was black weeds... no, it was hair.

The disorienting effects of ethanol on the brain were still in effect, and Tashiro Kurenai scratched the black hair in front of her eyes in confusion.

"Uh……"

The sound her hair made amused her, and she continued to rub it with both hands, just like a hairdresser washing a customer's hair.

After playing for a while, she realized that the weeds in front of her seemed to be part of some huge object, and that her body seemed to be tightly entangled with this object...

The sensations spreading throughout her body gradually brought her back to her senses. She had a few guesses in her mind, but she couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it. With trembling hands, she slowly moved the piece of hair away from her hands.

Kuroba Akira's helpless expression came into her view.

"...!!!!"

When a person is terrified to the extreme, they lose control of their vocal cords, cannot utter a single scream, and will faint on the spot.

Tashiro Kurenai opened her mouth and let out a silent scream before her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

Now Kuroba Akira's body is finally free.

After leaving Tashiro Kurenai's body, Kuroba Akira got up, scratched his head, and looked at the two snowballs that had been pressed against his face for so long, and the red bra covering them...

Wearing red? You're quite the repressed flirt... I'm curious to confirm if it's red from top to bottom, since not everyone can pull off red panties.

Of course, it's just a thought; Kuroba Akira wouldn't do such a thing. But even if he didn't do anything, the scene looks exactly like the scene of Rip's attempted murder.

Should we be glad she didn't scream? If she had screamed and attracted the attention of the other members of the Kobayashi family, she wouldn't have been able to defend herself.

But won't it cause problems if she faints like this?

Heart attack, myocardial infarction, cerebral hemorrhage... these words floated into his mind, making Kuroba Akira feel worried.

He recalled hearing many news reports about people drinking themselves to death in his past life, and also remembered that he had also died as soon as he closed his eyes in his past life. Humans are sometimes really quite fragile.

So, with the perfectly legitimate reason of 'checking his body,' Kuroba Akira reached his hand into the 'pillow' that had been resting on his face all night.

He could actually take the pulse, but most likely it was his lustful desires as a man that made him skip that option.

As soon as I placed my hand on her, I felt Tashiro Akari's heartbeat twice, and she woke up with a frown.

"Well……"

This time, Tashiro Kurenai quickly opened her eyes and saw that she had been hit by the Rai-Dragon Claw Hand.

Now he's truly a scoundrel caught red-handed...

Feeling embarrassed, Kuroba Akira quickly raised his hand, and then raised his other hand as well, striking a pose like a true old Parisian, and explained with a righteous expression.

"Ms. Tashiro, I hope you don't misunderstand. I was just checking your heartbeat because I was worried that something was wrong with your health. I had absolutely no other intentions."

As a result, after covering the lightning in her chest with her arm, Tashiro Kurenai glanced at Kuroba Akira with a teasing look and chuckled lightly.

"Heh...you little pervert."

"Uh……"

She has such a big sister vibe!

It's like he's become a completely different person.

However, Kuroba Akira was used to it. That's just how Tashiro-san is; her personality is unpredictable. When he met Tashiro-san at night, she was as timid as someone with social anxiety. She would hide without even saying hello.

But during the day, Ms. Tashiro occasionally reveals a mature and composed side befitting her age, exuding a friendly and alluring charm like a kind older sister next door.

As a responsible member of society, everyone has several "masks" to some extent. The attitude we show when facing our superiors, colleagues, friends, and parents is different.