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

The mother interrupted her son directly: "It's normal that she is abnormal!"

"Why?" Iinuma Isao was stunned.

"Let me tell you this. If her mother hadn't married so quickly, she could have taken over my position with difficulty. Just think about it, how powerful must the person who can take over your mother's position be? How could her daughter be normal..."

No matter how I listen to my mother's words, it sounds more like bragging.

Iinuma Isao could even imagine her puffing out her chest and looking proud and complacent.

"What do you mean by taking over your position?"

"I'm just quitting. The mess left behind... No, the burden left behind needs someone to take over."

"What rotten...what burden?"

"Miko."

"Huh? I thought it was something else..." Iinuma Isao said boredly.

"You guys don't understand anything!"

My mother snorted angrily and complained indignantly: "If I hadn't been pregnant with you, would I, a great witch, have to live a poor life in the deep mountains and old forests of Hokkaido for fifteen years? It makes me angry when I talk about this. At the age of beauty, I reluctantly gave up the love given to me by the colorful world, and raised you with great difficulty in a remote place. But as soon as you have a little ability, you turn around and go to Tokyo to embrace girls left and right! If I had known this would happen, I should have expelled you as an embryo and rushed directly to the Pacific Ocean..."

Iinuma Isao has heard the argument of rushing to the Pacific Ocean eight hundred times.

Therefore, he was too lazy to deal with it and asked directly: "I want to cooperate with Hanashiro Iori to get rid of the Red Tai Group together."

"Do you want your mom to teach you how to increase your strength quickly?" Mom asked with a smile, with a smug tone as if she didn't know what you were thinking.

Iinuma Isao said cleverly, "No one knows a child better than his mother!"

"It's not impossible... OK~~"

The sound at the end was so long, it seemed that she was waiting for her son to lick her, and she would only agree if he was happy with her.

"I will go back to serve you during the summer vacation." Iinuma Isao began to flatter tactfully.

"Humph!"

"Bring back a truckload of presents."

"Humph!"

"Mom, there is only you in my heart, no room for other women!"

"Hum hum!"

Chapter 35 It's done. I'll reward him heavily tonight.

Just hum!

Mrs. Iinuma, you are a little sow, right?

The son complained about his mother in his heart, and changed his low tone to tell sad stories, and began to reason with his mother: "Mom, you know how difficult Aunt Xingzi's situation is. If I don't hurry up and become stronger, how can I defeat the hundreds of people in the Red Snapper Group..."

"Okay, if you don't have the ability to help, just go back to Hokkaido and continue playing with wild boars and black bears!" My mother laughed disdainfully.

"I'm not afraid of their large numbers, but what if they have guns?" asked Iinuma Isao with a serious expression.

Mom fell silent.

In her eyes, all of Japan's underworld organizations are paper tigers, which is based on Japan's extremely strict gun control system.

Even the underworld doesn't dare to use guns easily.

Those policemen who are incompetent and only waste taxpayers' money on weekdays will all transform themselves when they encounter a case involving guns - from a stupid and harmless Shiba Inu to a shark that smells blood, relentlessly pursuing the source and whereabouts of the gun.

To sum up, unless it is a life-and-death situation, the Yakuza will not use guns.

It's normal for a gang like the Red Snapper to have a few pistols...

The mother struggled for a long time, but finally couldn't bear to let her son catch the bullet with his body. Finally, she snorted and said to him, "Go find Lady Fukuhime of the Uetoin Palace. Her mind is just right for you to learn."

"Can it be done quickly?" asked Iinuma Isao.

"Others certainly can't, but you can learn it within a week!"

"Mom, I love you so much..."

"I just realized it now, dear mother, Iinuma Isao, you are so snobbish, so disgusting! Let me tell you first, that Princess Fukuji is a yandere, you have to disguise yourself and use perfume to cover up the smell I left for you before you go. Otherwise, be careful that she will find out your identity, lock you up, and torture and punish you severely..."

"Okay, I know."

"Tsk, your careless tone makes Mom angry! Mom wants to see you flip over right now, and be locked in a chair in the basement by Fu Ji with a surprised look on your face, and be clamped on your buttocks, breaking your pelvis and letting you suffer the ultimate humiliation!"

"Do you act like a mother when you say this to your son?"

"Don't you look like a son?"

"I'll wipe my ass, I won't say any more..."

Iinuma Isao hung up the phone and wiped his butt while thinking with disdain: I have been tortured by your yandere mother for fifteen years, would I be afraid of other yanderes?

And you said I would flip over?

joke!

Even if I am locked in the basement, I want her to grind soy milk for me with tofu!

Flush, turn around and go out.

On the sofa, the mature and attractive body of the 37-year-old woman twisted slightly a few times.

"Hmm~"

Huacheng Xingzi slowly opened her eyes.

The humid wind blew in through the window, and a cool breeze brushed against her slightly sweaty forehead, instantly restoring her spirits.

Feeling refreshed, the old aunt couldn't help but stretch herself contentedly.

"Hah, ah, so comfortable..."

At this time, she had no eye-catching hairpins, jewels or other ornaments, nor did she wear gorgeous clothes.

But her lazy posture after just waking up, her narrow and noble eyes, her rosy and sexy lips, her plump and graceful figure, and her every move exuded an extremely seductive and mature charm.

Soon, Huacheng Xingzi had her hair done up neatly, put on makeup, and dressed neatly.

She stood up and looked over.

The two people's eyes met, and a clear, strong, unprecedented light flashed across the old aunt's eyes.

At this moment, Iinuma Isao understood, and she rebuilt her strong shell.

The Huacheng Xingzi who could only sleep with him by her side, the weak Huacheng Xingzi who confided her sorrows, has temporarily disappeared.

■

In the afternoon, after dealing with some miscellaneous matters on the project, Anzi Hanashiro returned to Tokyo.

She did not go home directly, but went to visit the Miyazawa family with Iinuma Isao.

After comforting the remaining family members of the Miyazawa family and inquiring about the news about the head of the Miyazawa family, and learning that he was "invited to be a guest and will visit the Huacheng family with the Red Tai Group tonight", Huacheng Anzi finally put her heart at ease.

When they were leaving, Madam Gongze saw them to the door and said, "I'm sorry to bother you to come here."

"I should be the one to say sorry to you." Huacheng Xingzi said, bowing her head to apologize, "When uncle comes back, you and your family can stay at Li Zi's place for a while."

"Okay, I haven't seen Li Zi for a long time." The old lady smiled and nodded.

"I'll take my leave now."

Huacheng Xingzi walked out the door.

The young man followed the noble lady faithfully, like a dashing attendant, serving his mistress like a shadow.

"Iinuma-kun!" Old Lady Miyazawa suddenly called out.

Iinuma Isao stopped.

The sincere voice of the patriarch came from behind.

"Xingzi has a strong personality. I'm afraid she might do something impulsive in a fit of rage. Please take good care of her."

With his back to the old lady, Iinuma Isao waved his hand.

After hearing this, Huacheng Xingzi's eyebrows twitched inadvertently.

…It’s obviously me who should be taking care of the little brat!

It was gradually getting dark.

There are lush green trees planted on both sides of the road, and the whole block is quiet, without any sound at all.

"so tired……"

Huacheng Xingzi punched behind him and punched himself hard on the back.

As I said, if you have big breasts and don't wear a bra, and you hang around for a long time, your back and waist will definitely be sore and painful.

"Can I press it for you?" asked Iinuma Isao.

You want to take advantage of your aunt again, don’t you... Huacheng Xingzi looked at him dimly.

"I've learned massage, I guarantee I can eliminate your body's fatigue!" Iinuma Isao said confidently, and as if he was afraid she wouldn't believe him, he added, "My technique is as good as my foot massage technique."

Huacheng Xingzi's ankle did heal in two days.

But when she thought of the embarrassing state he made her in when he massaged her feet, she felt ashamed and angry and couldn't bring herself to lose face!

"Now, I have to thank you..."

The old lady's tone now became grim.

Iinuma Xun felt a chill down his spine and stood at attention obediently: "You are too polite. Oh, no, I mean, I can't bear the thanks from my aunt. Well, I'm sorry to have caused you trouble these days. If you need me, please feel free to use me. I'll be there whenever you call me!"

Huacheng Xingzi glanced at him for a few times and hummed indifferently: "Let's go, it's getting dark, and we still have to go to the Imperial Palace."

"Are you looking for Aunt Kuriko?" asked Iinuma Isao.

"Yes, I have to think about what excuse I can use to find her..."

"Let me do it." Iinuma Isao volunteered.

Huacheng Xingzi turned her head to look at him, slowly opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, rested her chest on the steering wheel, and said nothing.