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

"Since the young master is satisfied, she will be yours from now on. She must obey you unconditionally no matter what you want her to do. If you dare to say no, you can just kill her..."

Orihime used a soft voice and said some very cold words to the young master.

But as she was talking, she suddenly leaned over and said in the young master's ear in a voice just loud enough for the maid to hear: "Of course, the young master had better endure it when it comes to matters between men and women. You have a noble status and it is not appropriate for you to do so." If you have a relationship with a servant, it will be difficult to handle if you have children... If you can't bear it, you can come to me."

Hearing these words, Iinuma Isao's eyes went straight.

The expression of Ai Hayasaka, who was kneeling on the ground, instantly became very strange. It was hard to believe that the iceberg-like butler would say such ambiguous words.

"Ask me to arrange for someone to solve it for you." Orihime added lightly.

Sigh, this is boring!

Ionuma Isao glared at her with displeasure.

"Why are you still standing here?" Orihime looked down at the maid and said coldly: "Hurry out and clean the room for the young master."

"Where is the young master's room?" Hayasaka Ai asked, lowering his head.

"Go to Madam's villa and a colleague will tell you."

"Hi!"

Hayasaka Ai didn't dare to stay longer and left the room with her head lowered.

With the maid out of the way, Orihime turned around, and the full curve of her chest gradually approached the young master's chest. She exhaled hot breath from her fragrant little mouth: "Please don't take it to heart, young master. It's purely between me and the young master." A joke."

"I don't think you're joking." Iinuma Isao looked at her.

"Master, you have broken my heart." Orihime leaned over, her red lips getting closer and closer, "You are in your youth, and you are probably very curious about things between men and women. I am afraid that you will be too much. Addiction will lead to neglect of studies and body..."

Iinuma Isao listened carefully, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

The housekeeper's words were quite serious, but her warm and full lips seemed to pinch his ears gently, making him feel like he was getting an electric shock.

Not only did he tease him with his lips, the butler suddenly stretched out two white and tender fingers, gently scraped his lips, and then quickly took a step back.

"But if the young master really can't bear it, you can come to me at night. I promise not to tell the third person."

Iinuma Isao shivered and wanted to ask her if it was true, but he saw her putting her smooth hands behind her back.

Orihime bent down slightly, bowed to the young master, and said calmly: "Master, let's go back to the banquet hall."

What a fairy...

If you just look at her current expression, it's hard to imagine that she would say such naughty words just now.

Even though Ionuma Isao had rich experience in actual combat, his heart beat faster due to her teasing. He couldn't help but said: "Butler, don't joke about this kind of thing all the time."

"Master, do you really think I'm joking?" Orihime's full lips pursed slightly.

Ionuma Isao immediately turned his head away, feeling that his body was a little restless.

The housekeeper, a good person, naturally noticed that the young master was a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but secretly feel happy at his own charm.

The two walked out of the room and walked back to the banquet hall along the lights.

The dark night and the blowing evening breeze made Iinuma Isao's restless heart dissipate a lot.

He remembered the question he had been wanting to ask just now, and turned his head to look at the butler's bright profile: "I want to know if Aunt Qingji gave Hayasaka to me because she and Zhenchi..."

"Master, there are some things that cannot be said openly." Orihime interrupted him.

Ionuma Isao fell silent, thinking that if something were made public, the effect would be greatly reduced.

"Master, do you know who the father of Miss Iroha of the Huacheng family is?" Orihime suddenly asked an irrelevant topic.

Iroha?

Thinking of the female imp who was also a mixed race, Ionuma Isao shook his head.

"She has no father."

"Huh? Then you're just like me..."

"To be precise, no one knows who her father is." Orihime quickly corrected herself.

Iinuma Isao's eyes were fixed on the butler: "Please speak frankly."

"When Hanashiro Kuri was studying in France, the Hanashiro family arranged a marriage for her." Orihime spoke in a gentle tone that she would only use when facing him, and talked about some things about Aunt Kuri. "That female official was also a weirdo. In order to make this marriage go wrong, she had artificial insemination in France and showed up at the engagement ceremony arranged by the family with a big belly."

After hearing what she said, Iinuma Isao could already imagine the scene.

It is indeed like what Aunt Lizi can do. After all, the naughty little girl only wants to pick up second-hand goods from her elder sister. In love, she also only wants to be a sister of the same sex. She will definitely not want a man who is not used by her elder sister. ...What is a second-hand man that my sister has used? Of course it is myself!

"So, Master, do you understand what Madam meant by giving Hayasaka to you?" Orihime looked at him and asked.

"Understood." Iinuma Isao's doubts were finally resolved, and a smile appeared on his face. "A precocious and intelligent person like me can make a rough guess even if you don't tell me."

The two of them had returned to the banquet hall and had just entered the archway.

On both sides are dark and dense gardens, as quiet as the bottom of the water.

Looking ahead, the lanterns are getting brighter, the female relatives are chatting enthusiastically, and they are slightly drunk;

Light and darkness, silence and noise are the subtle moments of joy and excitement.

Orihime suddenly stopped and took the young master's hand.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

When the young master turned around and came back to ask, the butler's delicate and cold face slowly came close to him, and the tip of his nose boldly touched the young master's nose, breathing in the hot breath he exhaled: "I don't know what the young master said about being precocious and intelligent. What kind of precocious wisdom is there?"

No, there are people coming and going, and you are still teasing me...

Don't think I'm afraid of you!

Ionuma Isao's heartbeat began to accelerate again, and a desire to conquer arose inadvertently in his heart.

Ever since he first came into contact with the Luye family, the housekeeper had teased him again and again, which had long made him feel uncomfortable for a person who thought highly of himself.

Now she's teasing me with her nose again. If she doesn't retaliate, won't it look like I'm easy to bully?

Looking at the housekeeper's pretty face up close, Iinuma Isao had an idea in his heart to let her know how powerful he was, so he directly stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her graceful waist.

Even through the kimono, you can clearly feel the soft and elastic touch.

The waist was suddenly hugged hard, and Orihime's body was forced to stick to the young master's body. She was so frightened that she quickly patted his back: "Master, let me go quickly. It will be difficult to explain to others... "

At this time, people did come before and after.

Iinuma Isao held her waist and ducked into the woods.

After the footsteps disappeared, he still didn't let go of his arms and asked in a hoarse voice: "Does the housekeeper think it's okay to mature so early?"

In the darkness, Orihime's plump, mature body with delicate and smooth skin enjoyed a very novel experience - being held by a man turned out to feel so comfortable.

This feeling of comfort made her forget to break free for a moment.

Normally she is aloof and selfless, but those men, not to mention hugging her, would be so frightened that they would kneel down and apologize and admit their mistakes if they accidentally touched the corner of her clothes, for fear that she would mistake her for being a slut and have them cemented that night. Throw it into Tokyo Bay for reclamation.

In other words, Ionuma Isao, who has the status of a young master, can hug her waist without restraint.

You can hug her as much as you want, and you can even pinch her butt...

Hey, why is he so bold?

Orihime expected that she might be hugged by the young master.

But her buttocks were like dough, being kneaded by the young master, which was far beyond the endurance of an old yellow flower.

"Master, don't be like this, please let me go." Orihime begged for mercy in a low voice, her tone obviously very afraid of being caught by others.

Iinuma Isao was unmoved, and even became more presumptuous.

"Hmm~"

Orihime bit her plump lips.

The young master's eyes were bright and scorching, and his wanton caressing made the housekeeper regret a little that he had gone out of his way.

However, this kind of regret is only a psychological regret.

Her body told her very clearly that no matter how many times she came again, she would go out of her way to tease the young master, and then be treated harshly and frivolously by the young master.

This is what she really wants.

"Master, um, you... let go first... Orihime is dying."

At this time, her cheeks were flushed, and she had half-pushed and half-pushed into the young master's arms.

At first, Ionuma Isao just wanted to punish her so that she would not test the young master's willpower at will in the future, but at this time, he was already feeling impulsive. He put one hand around her waist and the other hand caressed her most intimate part. Skin: "Does the housekeeper think I'm mature enough?"

Orihime wanted to quibble and say, "Master, you have misunderstood", but when she opened her mouth, a soft moan of "ah" escaped her lips, which scared her and she quickly shut her mouth tightly.

At the same time, the arms on her waist hugged her tighter.

Her plump body was completely unable to move.

With her back to the gorgeous lights of the banquet hall, Ionuma saw the blush seeping from her cheeks, which was very bright.

There was still a trace of pain on her face.

The strange feeling caused by being scratched made Orihime feel like there were countless ants chewing on her body, and she was so uncomfortable that she almost cried.

"Master, Master, I'm sorry, it was Orihime's fault..." The butler's bun-tied head and plump body were twisting in the Master's arms, whining for mercy, his voice mixed with pain and relief. , "From now on, Orihime will never tease the young master..."

"Ok?"

Ionuma Isao made a dissatisfied sound.

"No, it's not..." Orihime was dressed roughly and said with difficulty, her face flushed, "From now on, Orihime will be entirely at the discretion of the young master..."

She said no, but in fact she knew very well that a young man like the young master, who was arrogant and had just gained great power, would definitely have a desire for destruction in his heart that was not so moral.

Faced with the pleadings of such a beautiful aunt like her, he not only refused to listen, but would get worse.

He will get worse...

Orihime was very confident that the young master would make her feel good this time.

The reality was pretty much what she expected.

After hearing the begging for mercy, Iinuma Isao sneered: "The attitude is not sincere enough."

"I, Master, I really know I was wrong, please don't..."

Hearing this, Iinuma Isao immediately let go of her waist: "Okay, I'll get around you!"