Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

There is no need to confirm it now. Judging from Matsumoto Sachiko's family situation, it is easy to imagine the reason.

It must be very hard for my wife to take care of the young children alone, and she is bound to neglect some of these family outings.

No wonder Matsumoto Sachiko was still so excited today even though they had just been to a festival in Tokyo not long ago.

The regrets of so many years cannot be made up for in one or two times.

"After such a long time, anyone would be excited."

Ginjo Sousuke tried hard to create a cheerful atmosphere for her.

"In such a lively scene, everyone would do the same."

"As you can see, Chie is having a blast. Chiaki doesn't show it on her face because of her personality, but she must be very excited inside."

"It's hard not to be excited when attending a festival. It's normal to drop a drink or two."

"But..."

However, Matsumoto Sachiko's face remained gloomy.

There was no other way, so Ginjo Sosuke decided to try a different approach.

"And dropping a drink is no big deal, compared to me."

"Compared to Sousuke?"

“When I was in primary school, I also attended the festival in town, and my grandfather bought me ice cream at that time.”

"I was so happy that I jumped excitedly when I took the ice cream from the clerk and returned to the car, and the ice cream fell to the ground."

"Eh?"

If you take small skipping steps, of course the ice cream will fall.

My grandfather, the clerk and I were all shocked and froze in place.

"The clerk couldn't stand it, so he made me another ice cream..."

"and then?"

"I was so happy that I danced and then once again only dropped the ice cream part."

"Eh?"

"Grandpa's face at that time was the same as Sachiko's now, completely hopeless, and my young mind thought, 'It's over.'"

"I thought my grandpa would never buy me ice cream again, but of course that never happened, and then it became a fun memory to think about afterwards."

"Until now, every time I see children eating ice cream, I still think of this past event."

Sosuke Ginjo deliberately exaggerated some details of the story in order to make Matsumoto Sachiko understand that everyone will have such failure experiences once or twice.

"So Sachiko didn't mind it. I think in three or four years, every time people come to the festival, they will laugh and say, 'Come to think of it, there was a time when drinks were spilled on the ground.'"

"Isn't making a fool of yourself also an important memory? So, you don't have to look so disappointed."

"Is this a joke? You're right. This can also be considered a memory."

"Yes, and it's a very interesting memory."

"Can we still come to the festival together in the future, Sousuke?"

"Of course, even if we don't want to, Chie will probably drag us along at this time of year, because she loves this kind of fun and lively activities the most."

Ginjo Sosuke nodded at her affirmatively. With active members like Chie Hoshino in the small group, everyone would go out to play more and more frequently.

“Can you come every year...?”

Then Matsumoto Sachiko lowered her head slightly and whispered some words.

"Huh? What?"

It was very noisy around and Yincheng couldn't hear clearly.

When he looked at Matsumoto Sachiko, he noticed that her cheeks were slightly flushed.

"Of course, let's do it together again."

"Yeah, well, it's a date then."

"Okay, that's the deal."

Matsumoto Sachiko raised her face, and although it was stiff, she finally smiled.

"By the way..."

Although it has been mentioned many times, there are really too many tourists to move forward.

There was less than an hour left before the fireworks were set off, and the crowd was growing larger and larger. Plus, they were going in the opposite direction of the flow of people heading to the fireworks display venue, making it difficult to move forward.

If this continues, I don’t know when I can reunite with Matsumoto Tomoko and the others.

"How about this, Sachiko, I'll go buy the drinks by myself, and you wait for me on the side of the road away from the crowd."

"Eh? But—"

"I think this is faster. It's not so convenient for you to walk in clogs. Can I buy you the same drink?"

"Yeah, the same is fine, thank you, Sosuke."

"OK, I'll be back soon."

Ginjo left Matsumoto Sachiko behind and moved forward alone in the crowd.

After squeezing his way through the stall, he finally reached it and bought the same iced oolong tea. He then quickly turned back the way he came.

When he squeezed out of the crowd and finally returned to Matsumoto Sachiko——

"Sachiko?"

Two men who looked like college students were trying to talk to Matsumoto Sachiko.

There was an obvious look of distress on her face, and the two men were moving closer to her little by little.

Ginjo understood what was happening in an instant. He was tired of this kind of plot, but there was nothing he could do about it as there were always some idiots that would pop out from the dark corners at any time.

You know, this is Neon. If they are really that bored, can't they just go to Okubo Park for a walk?

There are all kinds of girls in that kind of place. Is it necessary to do such meaningless things in public?

If you strike up a conversation at the beach or at a festival, you might have a higher chance of getting beaten up, right?

These brainless guys are probably what are referred to as "not good at sex but love to flirt".

"You're alone, right? Come watch the fireworks with us."

"I am not alone..."

"But you've been alone from now until now, haven't you?"

"I'm waiting for someone."

"It will be more fun if you join us, rather than waiting for that guy who never shows up."

Although it would be troublesome to cause a commotion, Ginjo didn't have the patience to discuss a peaceful solution with such a person.

He took a quick step forward and pushed the boy standing in front of him two meters away.

"She is my woman. If you don't want to get beaten, you'd better get out of here."

Ginjo stood in front of Matsumoto Sachiko and blocked her firmly behind him.

"It hurts...what the hell are you!"

"Hey, why are you disturbing us?"

The obstructed duo glared at Ginjō with obvious hostility, but considering the size difference, they did not dare to act rashly.

The threat of force is the simplest and most direct solution, because even the dumbest guy can see it immediately.

"It seems like you really want to suffer a little."

Ginjo stared at them with pitiful eyes and shook his head helplessly.

On such a happy day outing with the girls, he really didn't want to be ruined by one or two annoying bugs.

"That's what we should say. I warn you not to meddle in other people's business..."

The other party may not want to lose face and is still making a final struggle.

As the two sides stared at each other, the surrounding tourists who noticed the situation also started to make a noise.

Since it has come to this, let's just let the commotion get bigger. They don't really look like they want to attract the police.

Just as Yincheng was glancing sideways at the crowd, a guy on the opposite side actually tried to take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

But in the eyes of Yincheng, who has been training for many years, his punching was like slow motion, even slower than the shooting speed of the girls in the water polo club.

Yincheng dodged to the side, reached out and grabbed the guy's wrist, then turned in the opposite direction.

"Ahh! My arm is about to be broken, let go!"

The shrill scream scared several girls who were watching so much that they covered their mouths with their hands.

"Sosuke?!"

Things happened so fast that Matsumoto Sachiko hardly saw what was going on. She just shouted Ginjo's name worriedly.

"Did I tell you not to mess around if you don't want to suffer?"

As Yincheng spoke, he increased the strength of his hands, and the guy's expression became more ferocious. His legs bent and he almost fell to the ground.

His companion saw that the situation was not good, and turned around and tried to escape, but Ginjo was quick-witted and grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and pulled him to the ground.

"Why are you running so fast? Don't you care about your friends?"

Yincheng grabbed one in each hand, and after thinking about it, he couldn't understand where they got the courage to provoke him.

The two guys knew they were in the wrong and were completely suppressed in terms of power, so they dared not resist anymore.

There were too many onlookers, which soon attracted the attention of the management. Several middle-aged men in uniform vests squeezed in through the gap.

"Why are you two here again? Didn't I warn you the day before yesterday?"

This summer festival lasted for three days in total, and it seemed that these two idle guys were habitual offenders.

"Sir, leave the rest to us. We will contact the police to handle it."