Tokyo: Starting from staying at my mother's bestie's house

Iinuma Isao looked happy.

A Shura Field for Young Women and Sisters?

If you're talking about this, then I'm interested... I want to get along with them both and take advantage of every opportunity!

Chapter 7: Plastic sisters, fake!

At the entrance of the police station in the rain, Iinuma Isao was getting closer and closer to the mother and daughter.

In the hazy rain and fog, the outline of the literary young woman's black mourning dress became blurred, as if it had merged into the dim afternoon sky.

She doesn't need to speak or make any movements, just standing in the rain with a melancholy and sad look in her eyes, she can create an elegant literary and artistic atmosphere.

Huacheng Xingzi glared at her sister coldly.

This little girl has known how to package herself as a lovable and weak woman since she was young.

What the younger sister is best at is to complain to her father in a tea-smelling voice while sobbing and holding back her tears, framing her as the older sister!

Because the younger sister acted so much like the elder sister, and the elder sister had the character of a proud princess who would rather die than admit her mistakes in exchange for leniency, every time the two sisters made a scene in front of their father, the scene where the younger sister framed her elder sister would become a melodramatic drama like "the deceased wife's arrogant eldest daughter bullies the second wife's sickly younger sister".

Poor sister, I don’t know how much I have suffered since I was a child.

In the rain, the sisters' eyes met.

My sister looked at me with disgust and disdain, as if she was looking at garbage.

The younger sister's bright eyes narrowed into a gentle bow shape, and she spoke weakly, "The funeral has just ended, and my sister should have been sad, but the moment she saw me, she showed a hostile look. If I have done something to offend my sister, which made her so malicious, then I would like to apologize to her first."

After saying that, my sister stepped back slightly, folded her hands on her belly, and bowed gracefully like a lady to apologize.

Admitting her mistakes as soon as she meets someone is her secret weapon that she has used since she was a child. It works very well and never fails.

——On the surface, it seems that she admitted her mistake, but in fact she was taking a step back to advance, using her weak but sensible side to highlight her sister's arrogant and overbearing character.

Seeing her sister acting like a bitch, Huacheng Xingzi's usual calmness disappeared almost instantly.

"What did you do wrong? Haven't you been like this since you were a child? What could you have done wrong!" said my sister gritting her teeth.

"Sister, you are really embarrassing me by saying that." Huacheng Lizi slowly lowered her eyes and said in a sad tone, "Father is gone, mother is gone, and brother also passed away a few days ago. I am the only one left in this family. I thought I could depend on you for the rest of my life... But now it seems that you are tired of me, so you said such cruel words... Never mind, sister has always been cruel and heartless, and it was me who was just being sentimental..."

As she was speaking, she suddenly looked up cautiously and glanced at her sister.

Her eyes were red and tears were about to come out at any time. After looking at her sister, she immediately drooped her eyelids in panic.

This look is really pitiful to me.

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but her throat was blocked by something.

On the one hand, I hated my sister's bitchy nature, and on the other hand, I was deeply saddened by the changes in my family, and I felt extremely uncomfortable.

Auntie, you are so interesting...

Iinuma Isao looked at Hanashiro Kuriko with an expression that showed he was enjoying the fun.

His first impression of this old lady was that she was a traditional "classical beauty" with the gentleness and grace of a Japanese woman.

Mourning clothes, a very dull outfit, can better highlight her sad and literary temperament, and also bring out her petite but beautiful and sexy figure.

Xingzi is over 170cm tall, tall and plump.

Although Li Zi is only a little over 160cm tall, she has a thin waist, long legs and a petite figure, and she looks very plump and attractive. This is the most attractive slender and fruitful figure, a figure that is gifted by God.

Her small, round oval face was not even as big as Iinuma Isao's palm. Her snow-white face was embedded with a pair of watery peach blossom eyes, which were pure, beautiful and at the same time arousing imagination.

She had a very small frame, with shoulders, waist and legs as slender as branches, but her breasts were plump, with unusually full curves and an impressive bust that was comparable to her sister's.

Her voice is also very sweet, like that of a middle school student. Combined with her young and beautiful round face, the overall impression given is that of an ageless beauty who loves classical literature...

"Hey, are you looking at me?"

Suddenly, Huacheng Lizi turned to look at him.

"Oh, yes." Iinuma Isao nodded, "Hello, Auntie Kuriko."

"Call me Madam Huacheng!"

"Clam?"

"What aunt? Do you think you can call her Aunt Li Zi? We are not familiar with each other!"

"..."

Iinuma Isao's face was filled with black lines.

"Pfft~"

Huacheng Iori turned his face away, his shoulders shaking slightly from trying to hold back his laughter.

This kind of aloof attitude is of course fake!

Men are very mean. The cooler and more difficult it is to get him, the more he will miss you.

My aunt really understands.

As for Hanashiro Iroha, she looked at her mother speechlessly, then looked at Iinuma Isao, with some disgust gradually appearing in her eyes.

——It’s not that I hate Iinuma Isao, but my mother seems to like this guy quite a bit, so I’ll just hate him.

Don’t ask, asking is rebellious!

Here, Hanashiro Kuri looked him up and down: "Iinuma Isao, right? I'll remember you."

The gloomy and sad temperament on the literary young woman's small face slowly dissipated, revealing an ethereal and gentle smile.

——Like blooming daffodils.

Iinuma Isao was still wondering what she was up to, when she tilted her head and motioned for him to look to the side.

Turning around, I saw a man dressed like a corporate slave in a suit and tie, leading a group of big men with red carp tattoos on their collars, rushing into the police station.

——The police station is here to rescue the man!

The office worker in the lead had eyes as sharp as an eagle, and his bulging suit seemed to contain explosive power.

The man glanced at Iinuma Isao from a distance, as if threatening him, and then led his men into the police station.

"That's Kato, the deputy leader of the Red Snapper Team, a top-level master of the tenth degree in kendo. You have to be careful." Hanashiro Kuri gave a brief introduction, then looked at Iinuma Isao and said, "If you can't handle it, you can come to the palace to find me."

Iinuma Isao was stunned: "Palace?"

"Of course it's the Imperial Palace."

Hua Cheng raised her head slightly, with her snow-white chin facing Iinuma Isao: "I am the record-keeping lady in the palace, and I know many people in the royal family. I can handle most things..."

Iinuma Isao thought, there is a big thigh to hug.

"but……"

Huacheng Lizi paused for a moment, her eyes lightly swept across her sister's cold face, and she opened her red lips slightly: "If you come to me, you don't have to go back to your sister. I can give you better..."

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi's fist hardened!

Steal my people in front of me?

Huacheng Xingzi took a deep breath.

Ahhh, I'm so angry. I'm going to tear your stinky mouth apart, you little green tea bitch!

"Hey, Auntie Xingzi..."

Iinuma Isao quickly stretched out his hand to stop her.

Hua Cheng Xingzi turned her head and glared at him, asking angrily: "What's your problem? (You want to favor this stinky woman, right?)"

"Uh, ahem, there are too many people here, please calm down, Auntie..." Iinuma Xun felt a chill down his spine, and was panicked by the glare of Hanashiro Anzi, so he quickly added in a low voice: "I will always be loyal to you!"

Huacheng Xingzi snorted softly: "That's more like it."

Then, like a proud swan, she tilted her neck to look at her sister, with a look of contempt.

Iinuma Isao secretly suppressed his laughter.

From the moment she met her younger sister, Aunt Xingzi's character as a cold and arrogant mistress began to collapse step by step.

Seeing her sister's smug look, Huacheng Lizi couldn't stand it anymore.

She snorted softly through her delicate nose, her fingertips supporting her snow-white chin, and her eyes revealed that natural sadness again.

"Well, well, it seems that sister has found the true lover. I am just an outsider born to a lowly stepmother, and I am really not worthy of sister's heart. Sister should speak frankly, so that I won't have to pester you so much, which will make me seem unreasonable."

After saying that, she lowered her head and wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.

"hiss!"

Iinuma Isao couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

It’s you, Huacheng Daiyuzi!

Even though I know it's fake, seeing her sad and beautiful posture still touches the softest part of my heart.

Faced with her shy sister, Huacheng Xingzi was speechless again.

She has a proud personality and likes to speak her mind directly. She has never been able to deal with her sister's pitiful behavior since she was a child.

"Sister, I'm leaving now..."

Huacheng Lizi looked up, her long eyelashes trembling, and there was a hint of sadness of farewell in her eyes.

At this time, she was no longer the vicious sister born to a bitch stepmother, but a poor and weak woman who was about to say goodbye to her last relative.

"I just want to be your sister's younger sister, but you don't appreciate it, so I can't hold on any longer. Now that you have a lover, I'm afraid you will leave me alone to grieve and cry until dawn... Alas, I have a miserable life, and I can't blame you. Sister, I won't be in your world anymore, so take care..."

After saying that, she turned away dejectedly.

A gust of wind blew from afar, and the leaves, puddles and her hair fluttered in the wind, making the smile on her face look even sadder.

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi felt very upset.

This family is on the verge of breaking up. If my younger sister leaves now, our family will be ruined.