Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"That's not the problem. The colors of the clothes and the accessories are all popular styles this fall, so you can tell at a glance."

"Besides, the dummies on the street have long since changed out of their summer clothes. More importantly, the clothes they wear are obviously different from what they wore last month, right?"

Matsumoto Sachiko pointed inside the window, trying to make Ginjo see it more clearly.

"Is that right?"

Yincheng usually doesn't care about these things, so naturally he doesn't know what they looked like last month.

"No way..."

"Ah, no, I don't doubt Sousuke. Since you said so, it should be like this..."

Matsumoto Sachiko couldn't help but look at Ginjo with an expression as if she had discovered a rare creature.

"Sosuke has absolutely no interest in things like fashion?"

"Sachiko, have you ever seen me looking at a fashion magazine?"

Hearing Ginjo's words, Matsumoto Sachiko nodded as if she suddenly understood something.

"I see. Maybe it's because Sosuke is so handsome. No matter what he wears, he looks like a model. That's why I have the illusion that you know a lot about the fashion world."

Ginjo's good looks always make it easy for people to overlook his laziness in dressing. Even if he wears flip-flops and shorts the whole summer, those women won't think there is anything wrong with it at all.

"That kind of thing just doesn't sit well with me."

Although I had gone to Utada Ruri to get my hair cut and to Okura Masaki's boutique to pick out clothes, those were just goodwill gestures at the request of the women.

If Ginjo was alone, he would probably never go to that kind of store in his entire life.

"Forget it. Anyway, with this face and this figure, even if you don't know anything about fashion, it doesn't affect your appeal to women at all."

Apart from her mother and Lisa Shiraishi, Matsumoto Sachiko didn't know how many other women there were around Ginjo.

But she no longer cares about these issues now, because even she herself has been seduced by Ginjo's idol-like appearance, right?

"Why does Sachiko sound like she's jealous?"

Ginjo Sousuke smiled and poked her side with a finger.

"Oh, it's so itchy, I'm not jealous!"

Matsumoto Sachiko laughed and ran forward.

Ginjo looked at her alluring, juicy back and quickened his pace to catch up.

The two took the train from Shibuya station and it took nearly an hour to reach their destination.

Not long after exiting the ticket gate, a drop of water fell on the tip of Matsumoto Sachiko's nose.

She looked up at the sky and saw more large drops of water pouring down.

Indeed, there have been a lot of clouds since this morning, and it looks like it may rain at any time.

However, the weather forecast clearly said that it would start raining after midnight, so neither of them went out with an umbrella.

In the blink of an eye, water stains caused by rain continued to appear on the asphalt road, and the footsteps of pedestrians on the road began to hurry.

About half of the people came prepared, opening folding umbrellas or convenience store plastic umbrellas.

Soon, the sound of thunder came to my ears.

The rain came too suddenly and too heavily. Matsumoto Sachiko was at a loss for what to do and stood there in a daze, with raindrops falling on her hair and cheeks.

"Oh no! We have to find a roof to shelter from the rain!"

It was Ginjo Sosuke who reacted quickly. He snatched the bag from Matsumoto Sachiko with his left hand, grabbed her hand with his right hand, and started running with her.

The two of them ran to the stationery store across the street where the iron gate had been drawn to take shelter from the rain.

Almost at the same time, with a loud crash, the rain suddenly intensified. It was the kind of heavy rain that would hurt when it hit your body.

White rain splashed at my feet, and passing office workers rushed past with briefcases or newspapers in hand.

The female students nearby, who might have just finished their cram school, were screaming “Ahhhhhhh” and laughing for some reason, and were running forward in groups.

Ginjo wiped the rain off his face and looked down at his wet jeans helplessly.

"It's raining so hard. We have to find a way to buy an umbrella from a convenience store."

Of course, Matsumoto Sachiko was also soaked. Her sleeveless chiffon shirt was semi-transparent and stuck to her body. Her calfskin bag, which might or might not be a brand name, unfortunately had many water stains on it.

"I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. There wasn't even any time to prepare."

As he spoke, Ginjo lifted up his cold hair that was still dripping with water.

"You absolutely need an umbrella. I'll run to the convenience store to buy one, and I'll buy Sachiko's one as well. Otherwise, if you catch a cold, it won't be good."

Matsumoto Sachiko, who had remained silent all this time, showed a hazy expression that had never been seen before when her profile was turned.

Her fair cheeks were covered in rainwater but she didn't wipe them off, and she let her wet hair stick to her nose, clinging to Ginjō like a drowned cat.

"Sousuke's body is so warm, I won't catch a cold."

Wearing this wet, thin outfit, Matsumoto Sachiko put her entire weight on Ginjo's left arm and acted coquettishly.

She looked intoxicated, and the way her round forehead rubbed against Ginjō's shoulder was as cute as a little animal.

Ginjo's body temperature made her not feel the slightest bit cold. The clothes that were soaked by the rain seemed to have melted away, making her feel as if their skin was sticking to each other.

"Now is not the time to act like a spoiled child. Sister Tomoko is still waiting for us at home."

Although Ginjo said this, he still stretched out his other arm and held her tightly in his arms.

The full and firm fruit pressed completely against his body, and the hot breath enveloped him completely.

"What should we do? We are already trapped here."

Matsumoto Sachiko greedily inhaled the scent of Gincheng, and was even a little grateful for the sudden rainstorm in her heart.

"That is to say, even if we go to a convenience store now, the umbrellas will probably be sold out."

The street, which was full of people just now, was suddenly empty, leaving only the pouring raindrops hitting the road unscrupulously.

"It looks like a rain shower. Why don't we just wait here until the rain stops?"

Being soaked and hiding from the rain under the eaves is not romantic at all, but for some reason, Matsumoto Sachiko really enjoyed this somewhat strange time.

The sky was filled with wind and rain, and only Yincheng and I were hugging each other on the street at night.

Even if she wanted to write this kind of scene into a novel, she wouldn't be able to describe it so affectionately.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rising mist slowly obscured their vision.

This small corner was trapped by the rain curtain, as if it had become an isolated island isolated from the world.

Matsumoto Sachiko could no longer suppress the heat surging in her heart, so she stood on tiptoe, held Ginjo's face and kissed him deeply.

Their lips intertwined, and their rapid breathing was completely drowned out by the heavy rain.

Ginjo Sousuke's hands began to search for their targets freely, and the soaked cloth made all obstacles useless.

The skin, still wet with rain, was even softer and smoother. With two skilled fingers, the buckle on the back was unfastened.

It is so great that it cannot be held with one hand. It is a top-notch talent inherited from my wife.

Matsumoto Sachiko's eyes suddenly widened. It was the first time she felt such an impact from Ginjo's hand.

My legs felt weak, heat emanated from my whole body, and my brain was dizzy and completely blank.

She had no concept of the passage of time. She just wanted to indulge in this beauty forever and never wake up.

The rain soon reached its climax, and the whole world was shrouded in a dreamy rain curtain.

However, summer showers always come violently and go away quickly.

Not long after, the rain suddenly weakened and stopped completely.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the moonlight penetrated the clouds again, casting mottled light and shadows.

There was a faint freshness and coolness in the air, as if everything in the world had been cleansed afresh.

"The rain has stopped, let's go back."

Ginjo lowered his head and leaned close to Matsumoto Sachiko's ear, whispering gently.

Without the natural barrier of the rain, someone could pass by at any time, so the two had to stop this impromptu romance.

"Yeah, I thought it would rain for a long time."

Matsumoto Sachiko quietly put her hand under her shirt and adjusted it, looking like she was still unsatisfied.

The body temperatures of the two people entangled together dried out a small part of the moisture, but her clothes were still wet overall, sticking to her body and outlining her perfect outline even more seductively.

The stationery store where they took shelter from the rain was only three or four blocks away from the apartment. They carefully avoided the puddles on the ground and turned into a small alley that was a must-pass.

The moist air rushed into my nostrils, and the raindrops dripped from the eaves, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

The street lamps on both sides of the alley emit a soft and dim light, and the ground wet by the rain reflects the light and shadows, as if covered with a layer of flowing luster.

Ginjo subconsciously pulled Matsumoto Sachiko closer to her to block the raindrops that occasionally dripped from the eaves.

Matsumoto Sachiko naturally leaned her head on his shoulder, just like every girl in love would do.

The passionate scene just now appeared in her mind again. It turns out that her mother enjoys this kind of thing every day?

No wonder she is so obsessed with Ginjo. It should be said that no woman can control herself under such sweetness.

Matsumoto Sachiko couldn't help but feel a little jealous of her mother because she could see Ginjo's smiling face every day.

But on the other hand, she was also genuinely happy for her mother. It must be the dream of many women to have the company of such an intimate boy.

Complex emotions began to tangle in her heart again. She wondered if this relationship, which she had worked so hard to establish, would change after she returned to school.

However, there is one thing that Matsumoto Sachiko can be sure of, her love for her mother and her longing for Ginjo have become the two pillars of her life.

No matter what happens in the future, she wants to carry out these two things to the end.

Having depended on her mother since childhood, she believes that she can communicate with her mother in a thoughtful manner.

So even if my mother knew all this in the future, she would definitely support me and keep going.

After passing the last intersection, they could already see the door of the apartment from afar. A figure they were all very familiar with was standing there looking around.

The two of them couldn't help but quicken their pace, and Matsumoto Sachiko also tactfully let go of the hand that she was holding with Ginjo.

She needs to sit down and talk this out with her mother. Before that, it's better not to reveal too much.