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

The corners of Iinuma Isao's mouth curled up slightly.

Although it's cliche...

But to be honest, bullying greasy middle-aged fat guys is really more fun than hunting wild boars and black bears in the mountains of Hokkaido!

No one knew what was going on in the mind of this newly adopted son. Hua Cheng Xingzi hid under his protection and quietly introduced the people around him to him:

"That fat guy is called Saburo Tanaka, and he's the leader of this supplier's forced confession. The guy with the tattoo on his neck is from the Red Snapper Group, and he's the mastermind behind this. Pay special attention to the guy wearing sunglasses, he's the mayor of Shibuya Aoyama-cho..."

She introduced these complicated relationships to Iinuma Isao one by one, as if she really treated him as her adopted son.

The people around were also whispering and glancing over here from time to time.

"How about killing them all?" the young man suddenly asked with a smile.

"you……"

Huacheng Xingzi opened her eyes suddenly and her lips trembled slightly.

"You're kidding."

Iinuma Isao lowered his head and smiled at her: "I still have some sense of propriety, don't worry."

But Huacheng Xingzi didn't believe it at all.

After all, his mother has never been a person of propriety.

Maybe the same kind of son is the same kind of mother.

"Ah Xun, tell Auntie Xingzi the truth..."

Huacheng Xingzi's face turned serious, and she raised her pointed and white chin slightly. When she met his lowered gaze, her rosy little mouth moved: "Did your mother ask you to help me?"

She has beautiful eyes.

Under the curved crescent eyebrows, long eyelashes cover a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes.

The pupils are like two crystal balls, and the pupil color is quite unique.

—cat-like amber.

"Well, even if I didn't have a mother, I would still help my stepmother. You don't need to ask why. You can tell from my self-analysis that it's just like what Balzac described himself as in Lily of the Valley - when I was young, my mouth had not been tainted by lies. Although my eyes were lowered because of shyness and desire, my gaze was innocent, and my thoughts would never succumb to the vulgarity of the world. I was timid at heart, but I could also stand up for what was right."

As he finished speaking, his eyes met with Aunt Kyoko's and Iinuma Isao smiled softly at her.

This smile was as dazzling as leaves bathed in sunlight. Huacheng Li Zi, who was a little further away, immediately thought of the sentence used to describe Gatsby in "The Great Gatsby".

——This is an extremely rare smile. In an instant, this smile focuses on you, showing an irresistible preference for you.

The younger sister is a reserved and literary young woman, and the older sister hasn't had the leisure to read for many years.

"I haven't seen you show any shyness or timidity." Huacheng Xingzi rolled her eyes at him coldly.

She has a face that is more beautiful than anyone else, and when her narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes roll their eyes, she is truly charming.

Maybe it was because he was too close, but Iinuma Isao was a little surprised by her beauty.

"Of course I can't show my timidity in front of my mother!" he said confidently.

For some reason, hearing the young man's strange address of "Mother", Huacheng Xingzi's noble and majestic oval face couldn't help but get slightly hot.

The strong wind and heavy rain continued.

Moist water vapor passed between their cheeks.

A strand of Hanashiro Anzi's tied hair was blown down, and it stuck to Iinuma Isao's face with the wind, bringing with it a pleasant fragrance.

"Do you like Balzac?"

While she was making small talk, she slowly stretched out two white and tender fingers and brushed away the hair that had stuck to the boy's face.

"I like it." When Iinuma Isao nodded, he smelled the fragrance of her fingertips.

“It tastes great.”

"That's right. Nine out of ten Balzac books contain beautiful and wealthy widows."

"..."

"I like women with widow attributes the most..."

"Okay, shut up!"

Huacheng Xingzi scolded him harshly.

Iinuma Isao just shut up.

He was really discussing Balzac, but looking at the aunt's red face and angry expression, it seemed that she was misunderstood as a lecher.

From the side and behind, Huacheng Lizi peeked at her sister furtively and curled her lips in displeasure.

"Tsk!"

She actually flirted with a little boy at her husband's funeral. Look at her blushing and heart-pounding look. How shameless!

"Ahh~"

Huacheng Xingzi couldn't help but sneeze.

As if with telepathy, she turned her head to look at her sister beside her, and immediately a sense of crisis surged in her heart.

The shameless little bitch is here to steal my sister's things again!

So, Hanashiro Anzi subconsciously moved her body a little closer to Iinuma Isao, as if she wanted to grab him.

Because the boy was taller, when viewed from the side, the widow seemed to be nestled in his arms, appearing to be very close to him and not afraid of worldly gazes - after all, her husband's ashes were right in front of her.

I should be the one to act in such a good thing about grave NTR... Saburo Tanaka was filled with jealousy, and he bared his teeth and shouted: "Madam, the worship ceremony is about to begin, please hurry up, we still have to discuss the contract. !”

"Let's go over there."

Ionuma Isao took his wife's soft little hand forcefully, held an umbrella against the heavy rain, and walked towards the end of the play.

Curling up her whole body and hiding under the umbrella, Huacheng Xingzi's tense spirit began to relax more and more, and she gradually began to feel sleepy.

In the heavy rain, countless tombstones stood on the grass, like prison windows on a rainy day.

The worship ceremony for the burial of the deceased is very particular about the social status of the deceased.

Several major suppliers, led by Saburo Tanaka, came forward collectively and bowed for the deceased. Some people who had cooperated with the Huacheng family for a long time even had sad expressions on their faces, as if their own father had died.

Two different things, two different things.

He wanted to dismember and devour the Huacheng family, and bully the orphans and widows of the Huacheng family, but at this moment he still had to feel grief for the deceased. This is called upper-class decency!

"Ha~"

Huacheng Xingzi yawned again.

Her sleepy eyes were half-closed, revealing a hazy charm.

If it weren't for Iinuma Isao's appearance, she would have been exhausted physically and mentally, and would have been like a clumsy badger, allowing herself to be bullied in this cemetery...

During the whole worship process, Huacheng Xingzi was drowsy and her worship was not very sincere.

The smell of damp earth emanates from around the tombstone, blending with the fragrance of spring grass and trees, becoming a symbol of new life.

The smell seemed to whisper in her ear: Spring is here, no need to be afraid anymore...

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The worship ceremony ended quickly.

The black and white curtain was completely removed.

The wreaths were gone, and the funeral procession in mourning clothes, like ants, all came to the corridor.

"Madam, it's time to discuss the contract..."

The suppliers are starting to force the palace again.

After the dead are buried, they no longer have to maintain even the last bit of decency. From now on, they will reveal their ugliest side.

Chapter 5 How disgraceful and ungentlemanly!

The cold wind and rain fell above the temple.

There were crowds of people, as noisy as if it were a festival in the countryside, and the sound of chaotic footsteps echoed throughout the courtyard that was whitened by the rain.

"Ma'am, please don't avoid it!"

"That's right, pushing a kid out is nothing!"

"This is a shopping mall, not a game of house!"

Several people led by Saburo Tanaka surrounded Hanashiro Anzi and launched the most fierce attack.

In the rainy corridor, the third girl, Li Zi, was wearing mourning clothes and hiding at the edge of the crowd to watch the show.

Her bright peach blossom eyes were wide open and round, and her black and shiny eyeballs were rolling around, just waiting for her sister to make a fool of herself so that she could step forward to rescue her.

The two girls stayed beside her, both of them looked aloof and arrogant, and didn't care about what was happening here.

Faced with many suppliers, Huacheng Xingzi remained calm.

She has always been strong-willed, calm-minded, and her senses are always in a calm state.

Just now in the mourning hall, my body was stretched to its limit and I showed a hint of weakness for the first time, which made these villains feel that they had an opportunity to take advantage of me.

Fortunately, the appearance of Iinuma Isao helped her calm down. As long as she held on to the fact that the supplier had breached the contract and showed her tough attitude, some of the wavering people would give up.

"Mother, take it."

"Ok?"

Just as Huacheng Xingzi was about to fight back, she found a big wet black umbrella in her hand.

She was stunned, her eyes widened, and she looked at Iinuma Isao who was standing in front of her in surprise...

"Young man, you have nothing to do here!" said an elderly man in a domineering manner.

"How can it be that I have nothing to do with it?" Iinuma Isao still smiled politely, "I am the adopted son of the eldest daughter of the Huacheng family and the son-in-law of the second son. I am a part of this family. Is it not too much for me to say so?"

"What can you do?" asked Saburo Tanaka aggressively.

Everyone present had the same doubt in their mind.