Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"Sachiko?! Didn't I say I'd pick you up tomorrow? You kid, what a fool."

Tomoko Matsumoto's voice was already trembling. After wiping the wet corners of her eyes, she stroked her daughter's hair.

"Because the holiday has been brought forward, I wanted to give my mother a surprise."

Matsumoto Sachiko poked her head out from her wife's arms and smiled brightly.

"And I happened to meet Sousuke on the way back. He helped me carry my luggage back, so I didn't have to trouble my mother."

She turned around and looked at Ginjo behind her.

"Thank you, Sosuke-kun, you've worked hard."

Matsumoto Tomoko let out a sigh, trying hard not to let her tears fall, and then thanked Ginjo.

"You're welcome, Sister Tomoko. I just happened to run into Miss Sachiko in the store."

All of a sudden, so many chewy puddings were swaying in front of Ginjo's eyes, making him unsure where to focus his eyes, and he could only switch between the peaks.

Sisters and younger sisters, mothers and daughters, so many great genes present such a magnificent view.

"Welcome back, Sachiko."

Although Chiaki Hoshino was not as excited as the other two, she also had a warm smile on her face.

"Yeah, thank you, Sister Qianqiu."

Matsumoto Sachiko was infected by the current atmosphere, and a thin layer of mist began to gather in her eyes.

"Well, let's go in first and talk about it."

Ginjo gently reminded the women who were a little excited about meeting each other after a long separation.

"Yes, yes, yes. If Sousuke-kun hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. Dinner is ready. Let's go in and eat first."

Matsumoto Tomoko invited the girls to go into the room together, and Ginjo followed closely with his suitcase.

After passing the entrance hall and entering the living room, an appetizing aroma wafted over, as if welcoming them home.

"I originally said that I would prepare your favorite Sukiyaki pot for you when you come back, but now I have to wait until tomorrow."

The lady sighed softly.

"I can eat anything, Mom, it smells so good, what is this smell?"

Matsumoto Sachiko sniffed hard with her small nose.

"We've prepared paella and steak today. You take a rest first and I'll prepare some more."

Tomoko Matsumoto hugged her daughter again, then turned back to the kitchen with a smile on her face.

"Let me help, too, Sister Tomoko."

Chiaki Hoshino followed.

"I am coming too."

Chie Hoshino seemed particularly active today, probably because her good friend had returned.

Matsumoto Sachiko happily pulled her suitcase back to her room and prepared to tidy up before dinner.

The small kitchen was soon packed with people. Yincheng looked at the door and thought there was probably no one else who needed his help, so he went to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

The sweet air after the rain drifted in from the open window, mixed with fragrance.

Is it hydrangea?

My wife has always liked to plant some flowers and plants in the yard.

Every time the curtains fluttered, it brought a bit of coolness, just enough to soothe Ginjo Sosuke's somewhat hot body...

Chapter 207 Matsumoto Sachiko's Smiling Face

The black curtain gradually rose, and a bright moon slowly occupied the center of the stage.

After the rain, tiny puddles formed in the yard. The moonlight penetrated the clouds and shone through, reflecting a faint light.

There are a few crystal water droplets hanging on the leaves, swaying gently with the passing breeze.

Soon after, the dish that was prepared by the joint efforts of several people in the kitchen was served on the table.

Fillet steak, paella, vegetable salad, and a soup that even Ginjo Sosuke couldn't name.

Just by smelling the tempting aroma of food, Ginjo felt saliva welling up in his mouth.

“It’s so rich!”

Ginjo praised as he helped arrange the dishes.

"It's OK. If I had known Sachiko would be coming back today, I would have prepared more."

Tomoko Matsumoto still looks a little regretful.

"Don't worry, Sister Tomoko. Sister Sachiko won't mind. Besides, today's dinner can be considered banquet-level."

Although Chie Hoshino was talking to her wife, her eyes never left the delicious food on the table.

"Be careful not to let your saliva flow into the soup bowl."

Yincheng looked at her greedy look and said with a smile.

"Hmph, the saliva of a beautiful woman is also very precious. Which bowl is Sosuke's? Let me share some with you."

Chie Hoshino did not restrain herself at all because of Ginjō's words.

"I always feel that your thoughts are sometimes perverted."

Ginjo frowned and clicked his tongue.

"What do you know? There are many situations where men and women exchange saliva, such as..."

Chie Hoshino gently pressed her fingers against her plump lips and glanced at Ginjō with a teasing look.

What she said was true. Ginjo quickly imagined the scene of soft tongues and sweet saliva entangled together...

"See, Sosuke is really daydreaming, haha."

Chie Hoshino patted Ginjō's arm with a sly smile on her face as if she had succeeded.

Ginjo Sosuke rolled his eyes at her, wondering how credible she was when she talked about promising herself to him.

While the two were bickering, Matsumoto Sachiko also walked out of the room. She hadn't changed her clothes yet. She probably just simply packed up the luggage she brought back.

"Come on, everyone, we're ready to eat."

Tomoko Matsumoto looked at her daughter, the radiance of maternal love almost overflowing from her eyes.

"I'm gonna start now!"

Five people sat around the dining table and put their hands together.

"Try some steak, Sachiko."

The wife placed a perfectly fried steak on the plate in front of her daughter.

"Hmm, it smells so good, it must be my mother's cooking."

Sachiko Matsumoto picked up the knife and fork, cut a small piece of steak and put it into her mouth.

Her wife was watching her reaction with a smile on her face.

"It's so delicious, mom! It's so delicious that I'm almost crying."

Matsumoto Sachiko finally tasted the delicious food she hadn't tasted for a long time, and she was so excited.

"Then eat more. Kid, have you eaten well at school? How come you've lost so much weight in just a few months?"

The wife looked at her daughter's smiling face with eyes full of doting.

"Mmm...I know, Mom..."

Matsumoto Sachiko's small mouth was stuffed full, and it was difficult to hear what she said.

Ginjo listened to the conversation between mother and daughter, then glanced at Sachiko. He didn't know if other parts of her body had lost weight, but at least one part of her body had not been affected.

"The food in the university cafeteria is nothing compared to Sister Tomoko's cooking. I rely on Sister Tomoko's dinner every day to survive."

Chie Hoshino's mouth was also full of meat, so she interrupted as soon as she heard this topic.

Although her words were somewhat exaggerated, Chiaki Hoshino and Sachiko Matsumoto nodded as if they felt the same way.

Yincheng actually understood this very well. There was a huge difference between his wife's lunch box and the bread from the school cafeteria.

It can be said that eating at school is just to fill the stomach, and only at my wife's place can I truly experience the happiness brought by food.

Ginjo Sousuke pressed his knife against the fillet steak, the tip of the knife cutting smoothly into the meat.

He cut the steak into bite-sized pieces and put it in his mouth.

The surface of the steak is roasted to a fragrant aroma, while the red meat inside is as soft and tender as jelly.

Ginjo just bit the meat lightly and it melted away, the sweet meaty taste spreading deep into his throat.

There is a saying that goes "so delicious that your cheeks almost fall off", and now it doesn't seem exaggerated at all. My wife's cooking gives people this feeling.

The rich taste made the inside of my cheeks spasm, my stomach growled as it sensed that I was empty, and my body was crying out for more and more meat.

Ginjo Sosuke then changed his target to paella.

He scooped up the ingredients and rice with a large spoon and put them into his mouth generously.

The springy squid meat is bitten open by teeth, and the sense of accomplishment and the taste of the seafood fill the mouth.

The rice has an alluring sheen of olive oil and is infused with the essence of seafood.

Not only that, there are dice-shaped objects everywhere, which make people enjoy the chewy texture and peppery stimulation.

"This is?"

Ginjō placed the "dice" on the spoon and stared at it.

"I cut the hind leg meat for the curry into small pieces and put it in there."

"I happened to be making steak today, so I thought instead of just putting in seafood, why not try adding some beef as well."

Matsumoto Tomoko explained carefully to Ginjo.