Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

Just one of the same bikini beauties is enough to feast the eyes, not to mention that a mother and daughter with amazing talents appear side by side in front of you.

Sosuke Ginjo couldn't help but recall the scene of applying sunscreen to the girls who were traveling with him on the beach in Okinawa. The number at that time was even more exaggerated, with five women lying in a row.

But now is not the time to think about these things, there are more important tasks waiting for him.

Ginjo shook his head and sat down on the small stool behind the mother and daughter.

"Well, how about Sousuke brushing mom's back first?"

Matsumoto Sachiko turned halfway around and started to be polite to his wife.

"Don't worry, just sit still, I have my own way."

Ginjo smiled, then put his hand on her shoulder and turned her back.

It seems that the two women still underestimated Yincheng. What's the point of who goes first and who goes second? Can't they do it at the same time?

Ginjo had learned a lot from Tomoko Matsumoto's teaching of her daughter just now, so he followed his wife's steps and started with a back massage.

He placed his hands, one on the left and one on the right, on the smooth skin of the mother and daughter's backs, found the position below the neck, and pressed down gently.

"Yeah~"

Matsumoto Sachiko shrugged her shoulders suddenly and hummed uncontrollably.

The wife was already accustomed to Ginjo's caress, so she didn't react much, but she still subconsciously bit half of her lower lip.

The area of ​​Ginjo's palm is so amazing that as long as he opens it with all his strength, he can directly cover half of their backs.

The strength of their fingertips is far beyond that of ordinary people, so I have to be extra careful every time I exert force, for fear of hurting them.

"Are you okay Sachiko, was I too hard?"

Hearing the voice coming from Matsumoto Sachiko, Ginjo paused for a moment and asked her.

"No, no, Sousuke's technique is very gentle. I'm the one who's not used to it. It will be fine soon. Don't worry about me. Please continue."

Matsumoto Sachiko covered her mouth embarrassedly, feeling too embarrassed to accidentally shout out in front of her mother.

Fortunately, the temperature in the bathroom was high enough so that the blush on her face didn't look so unnatural.

"Well, if you feel uncomfortable anywhere, tell me right away."

Ginjo continued to dance his fingers, pressing down along the two women's tender skin.

The bathroom slowly became quiet, no one spoke, only the sound of Ginjo's water-soaked fingers rubbing his skin.

After getting used to the intensity, Matsumoto Sachiko also followed her wife's example, closed her eyes, and immersed herself in enjoying it all.

Although she was a little tired after working part-time for a day, everything seemed insignificant under Yincheng's warmth.

Ginjo also thought about taking this opportunity to activate the finger enchantment skill, but if he did that, the situation would likely get out of control.

Considering that Matsumoto Sachiko is still an inexperienced newcomer, such exciting projects should be left for later.

Seeing that the warm-up work of the massage was almost completed, Yincheng withdrew his hand and prepared to officially start scrubbing his back.

He poured bath gel onto a sponge, worked it into a generous amount of thick foam, and then applied it evenly to both hands.

"There's only one sponge, so I'll just use my hands to scrub your backs. The effect won't be much different."

He knew that women didn't care whether he used tools or not. What they wanted was to have quick access to his body.

Still following the previous steps, starting from below the neck, he applied all the foam little by little to the backs of the mother and daughter, and rubbed back and forth in one direction with his strong hands.

The fair skin of the two people gradually turned red, and under the light from above, it looked even more crystal clear.

"Sister Tomoko's bath gel smells really good. It smells so good."

The soft and elegant lemon scent spread as Yincheng's hands moved, causing him to take a few deep breaths.

"Do you think so, Sosuke-kun? I just discovered this really useful bubble bath as well. It's said to be relaxing and relieving."

Matsumoto Tomoko was chatting with Ginjo with a happy face, not caring at all that her daughter was less than ten centimeters away from her.

"Eh? Didn't mom save the best bath gel for Sosuke?"

Matsumoto Sachiko finally found an opportunity to tease her mother.

"That's not the case. I just saw it when I was shopping in the supermarket today. If Sachiko likes it, bring one back to school."

Madam hurriedly explained that no matter how much she doted on Yincheng, she definitely had no intention of neglecting her daughter.

"I'm just kidding, mom. Don't be so nervous. Besides, boys don't care about the efficacy of bath gel or anything like that, right?"

Matsumoto Sachiko took his wife's arm and leaned over like a spoiled child.

"That's true, I just think they smell good, haha."

Ginjo squeezed out more bubble bath and covered their backs with a thick layer.

Happy times are always short-lived. Even if Yincheng wanted to work as a temporary back scrubber for a while longer, it would eventually come to an end.

He picked up the shower head that his wife had placed on the ground, and with great satisfaction he washed away the white marks left on their backs.

"Should I wash the front next?"

Matsumoto Sachiko crossed her fingers in front of her chest, and the admiration in her eyes did not seem fake.

"You're messing around again, Sachiko. You can wash the front part yourself. Why bother Sosuke-kun?"

When it comes to washing the front, it means...

The wife rejected her without hesitation.

"Eh? But mom just washed Sosuke's front part, didn't she?"

Matsumoto Sachiko asked back with a puzzled look.

"Well... that's because of the difference between men and women... anyway, it's not allowed..."

"If you don't want to wash it yourself, let me do it. Sosuke-kun has worked so hard for so long, it's time for him to rest for a while."

Tomoko Matsumoto pulled her daughter to her side and started scrubbing her with a sponge without saying a word.

"Hmm...Mom is really stingy..."

Although Matsumoto Sachiko grumbled, she didn't intend to force it.

She knew that her current state was not yet at the level where her mother could accept that kind of thing, but it didn't matter, because she had experienced a little bit of it before when she was taking shelter from the rain.

Yincheng wisely did not get involved in the argument between mother and daughter, but lay back in the bathtub alone.

With the whole body submerged under the water, I looked at the two women rubbing each other's breasts in a daze. It was a rare and extraordinary sight.

By the time the three of them finished their bath, dried themselves and left the bathroom, more than an hour had passed.

The sky outside the window turned dark, and even Yincheng didn't expect that there would be such a wonderful development after the rainstorm.

After getting out of the bath, the women spent some time doing chores like blow-drying their hair, applying lotion, and changing into pajamas. Ginjo took this opportunity to put his dried clothes back on.

The slightly warm T-shirt has a slight scent of laundry detergent, and it feels so soft and comfortable that it feels like a new one.

It has to be said that Ginjo's quality of life has improved rapidly since he moved into Tomoko Matsumoto's apartment.

Whether it is washing clothes or cooking, he does not need to worry about anything, because his wife can always take care of these trivial matters in life for him.

What Ginjo needs to do is to use his superhuman talent to fill the lonely inner void of his wife.

In a sense, this can be considered a mutually beneficial situation.

One person works hard during the day, and one person toils at night.

But from the results, both of them have found the perfect balance in such a life, so they get along so sweetly, even to the point where they can't live without each other.

"Did you two have a good meal outside? You must be hungry after all the hassles of catching the train and taking shelter from the rain."

After finishing her tidying up, Tomoko Matsumoto came out of the bedroom and asked Ginjo with concern.

She still had a special scent after a bath, and her well-maintained black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, making her look lazy and charming.

A light silk suspender skirt fits tightly to her body, perfectly outlining the wife's graceful figure, and her plump and tight pair of beautiful legs are exposed to the air.

Her delicate, snow-white skin glowed with an alluring rosy luster under the warm light. If Matsumoto Sachiko hadn't been in the room, Ginjo would have really wanted to swallow her in one bite.

"It's already so late. I feel a little hungry."

Ginjo looked up at the clock on the wall and involuntarily placed his hand on his shriveled stomach.

Although I had already had dinner at the cafe, the fast food always felt a little inferior to my wife's cooking.

"Eh? Are you hungry, too? I just wanted to talk about that, too."

Matsumoto Sachiko changed her clothes and jumped out of her room.

Her pajamas are the ordinary two-piece home style. Although they are less sexy than those of my wife, they are also more cute.

Even though the short-sleeved top looked very loose, it still couldn't hide the obvious shaking coming from inside.

There was no doubt that both women were naked. After all, they had just taken a shower and were in their own home, which was quite normal.

They felt relaxed, but it was a pain for Yincheng's eyes.

With only two eyes to face four focuses, turning the head back and forth to not miss any ray of spring light really takes some effort.

"I was worried that you wouldn't eat well outside, so I prepared some in advance. Do you want to have another midnight snack?"

Tomoko Matsumoto asked the two young men softly. As long as they were around, she would always have a sense of satisfaction that she was needed.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Sister Tomoko."

"Yeah, mom, I want to eat too. Only when my stomach is full can I sleep well, haha."

Ginjo and Matsumoto Sachiko exchanged glances and answered in unison.

"Then just sit here and wait for a while. It will be fine soon."

The wife gave the two of them a doting smile and turned into the kitchen.

Less than ten minutes later, the wife came into the restaurant carrying a tray.

Seeing this, the two men hurried over and took the dishes and chopsticks from the lady's hands.

"Wow, is the midnight snack so sumptuous? Mom really doesn't want me to go back to school, right?"

Matsumoto Sachiko's eyes lit up as she looked at the steaming food, and her saliva was almost uncontrollably overflowing from the corners of her mouth.

"It's not that complicated actually. I have already made the bone broth in advance, and the side dishes only need to be prepared briefly. You guys can try it quickly."