Masked Rider, but kindhearted

Mr. Tiandao has become more and more defensive recently, making it difficult to taste his lips. Miss Yuhua has no choice but to resort to this last resort.

She chose her timing very well, and only Tendo Souji noticed her little move.

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After the dinner, the roar of two motorcycles was heard, and Terui Ryu went back, while the others returned to the office, leaving only Tendou Souji and Ozawa Yuka.

Philip also wanted to live in the Tendo family before, but was dissuaded by Yuka Ozawa with the reason, "My stupid Odo, you still want to team up with Shotarou to transform into W, right... so don't come and ruin your sister's plan!"

Philip did not understand, but he felt it made sense—he had to count his sins and not cause trouble for his brothers and sisters.

"Mr. Tendou...all the irrelevant people have left, let's do what we love together..." Ozawa Yuka threw herself into Tendou Souji's arms and looked at him teasingly.

"Okay."

Tendou Souji replied calmly.

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Well… do together… what we love to do – housework.

The dining table was a mess. When the bastard Shotaro and Philip were fighting, a lot of oil dripped onto the floor!

A sumptuous candlelight dinner (referring to a gathering of the knight gang) and the wonderful atmosphere of the two being alone (referring to being dragged off to work after eating and drinking).

All!

—It was destroyed!!!

Yuka Ozawa puffed out her cheeks in grievance as she mopped the floor and wiped the table, while Souji Tendo skillfully cleaned the kitchen.

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Chapter 73 The well-behaved girl gets rewarded

Tendo Souji put the last pile of dishes into the cupboard, took off his apron and went upstairs.

After he left, Yuka Ozawa looked up quietly upstairs like a guilty thief to make sure the door was closed.

During the dinner, Mr. Tiandao used the excuse that he had to work the next day to not let her drink too much... Hehe, no~~~

"Ice beer in the summer is meant to be enjoyed to your heart's content~"

While Mr. Tiandao is back in his room, she wants to drink a lot!

She hummed a tune she didn't even know what she was singing, with the corners of her mouth raised, and walked towards the kitchen refrigerator with light steps.

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Tendo Souji was sitting at the table reading a book. It had been a while since Miss Yuka came to bother him...

As usual, after finishing their work for the day, she would always find all kinds of strange reasons to stick with him - generally speaking, sticking with him was Miss Yuhua's final achievement, and the other party's purpose was very specific and firm, which was to "eat" him.

This battle of wits and courage with Miss Yuka had unknowingly become his daily routine, but tonight was unusual...

Tendo Souji instinctively raised his voice - something was wrong... maybe even nine out of ten things were wrong!

Miss Yuhua is quiet, she must be up to something!

With this malicious speculation, he closed the book and put it on the table, walked to the door, opened it and glanced outside.

"It's so late, are the lights downstairs still on?"

For some reason, Tendo Souji had a bad feeling. He slowly walked down the stairs, and the scene before him confirmed his thoughts.

Late at night, the lights were on in the living room on the first floor, and under the light, seven or eight empty beer cans were scattered on the ground around the coffee table.

In the warm yellow halo, Miss Yuhua's cheeks were flushed with a drunken cherry pink, and her fingertips unconsciously stroked the white lace on the outer edge of her neckline.

She seemed not to notice Tendo Souji, who was lying on the sofa with his legs spread in an indecent posture, sipping wine, while his other hand continued to penetrate the collar of his clothes.

"Ms. Yuka, why did you drink so much secretly?" Tendou Souji was a little helpless.

He had just finished cleaning up, and it looked like he had to do it all over again... Besides, he was a little worried, because wasn't there a dance performance tomorrow?

Yuka Ozawa completely ignored him and continued drinking, with her hair disheveled and her eyes slightly narrowed.

She suddenly frowned and unbuttoned her chest, preventing her outer shirt from sliding down her shoulders to reveal her suspender skirt underneath, as well as her voluptuous figure partially restrained by black lace.

Against the black background, the snow-white and smooth skin and the bottomless abyss are even more conspicuous.

"This is so annoying... It's so uncomfortable..." She mumbled vaguely, fiddling with her breasts with her hands for a long time without any success, but she did cause ripples in her chest.

Yuka Ozawa seemed to suddenly remember something and drank the beer in her hand. The liquid slid down her pink and soft lips from the corner of her mouth, and finally dripped along the tip of her chin, swallowed by the narrow gap and disappeared.

She put down the beer can and unbuttoned the back of her dress with her backhand. The slender shoulder straps fell from her creamy skin. Her fingertips painted with cherry-red nail polish hooked the black fabric and threw it away.

Tendo Souji turned his head expressionlessly, dodging the sudden attack of the hidden weapon, and reached out to grab it steadily to prevent it from falling to the ground and getting dirty.

The girl's residual warmth and familiar body fragrance still lingered on it, causing him to frown.

Fortunately, he had tasted that thing before, so a mere piece of clothing was no problem and could not shake his mind at all.

Yuka Ozawa still stood on tiptoe facing him, lying on the sofa and humming from time to time. She had finished the beer in the can, but she still held the can upside down with dissatisfaction, her little mouth slightly open, and she stretched out her tongue to lick the few drops of remaining beer.

"Ms. Yuka, stop drinking. It's time to rest." Tendo Souji walked over and snatched the beer can from her hand, thinking that this woman's tricks were really hard to guard against.

He had already prepared himself mentally: if Ozawa Yuka was not drunk at all, but was just using her drunkenness to act like a spoiled child like before and wanted to take the next step, then he would throw her into the room to sober up on her own.

Tendou Souji took out a few tissues from the box on the coffee table, stacked them together, squatted down and wiped her skin that was wet with wine without looking away.

Amidst the surging waves, the girl couldn't help but hum softly. She turned her head weakly to look at the man squatting beside her, as if she had just discovered that there was someone else beside her. She asked in confusion, "Mr. Tiandao?"

Numb from the alcohol, her mind also slowed down. Suddenly she realized the embarrassing scene and scolded, "Mr. Tiandao...how could you do such a thing when I wasn't paying attention?"

This woman...what does "this kind of thing" mean?

Tendo Souji felt his eyes go dark, as if he had been fooled... This woman is also evolving.

He pinched the girl's arm and found that she had no strength to lift it. It seemed that she was really drunk.

Even if you're quite drunk, do you still have to fight on instinct?

Haki Yuuka...you bastard...

Maybe it was the slight intoxication from drinking, maybe it was the ambiguous atmosphere, maybe it was the over-exaggeration of Miss Yuka's stats... In short, it was very shameful that Tendō Souji, a normal man, had learned a new killer move without any instruction: "Dragon Raising its Head"

Tendou Souji tried hard to suppress his bad thoughts. After making sure that the area was wiped clean, he stood up and prepared to clean up the mess. Suddenly, a familiar warmth hit him.

Miss Yuka stretched out her hands and held him.

"Mr. Tiandao... could you please not leave..." The girl's cheeks were still flushed, but her eyes were pitiful, like a kitten abandoned by its owner.

"Is this the final result again... You win."

Tendou Souji sighed and slowly sat down beside her, sitting upright with a serious expression, trying to let the energy bar accumulated by the ultimate move subside over time.

I thought Miss Yuka was going to cause trouble again, but the girl hugged his arm with a well-behaved look on her face, closed her eyes and murmured, "This is a reward for me... I love Mr. Tiandao the most~", and gradually fell asleep.

"Could it be that... that shy look isn't just fake?"

Tendou Souji calmed down and thought about his behavior. It seemed that it was quite abrupt in every sense towards the opposite sex... To be more precise, because of his interactions with Miss Youjia, he had gradually become accustomed to it...

Women are so scary!

If you think about it carefully, his daily life with Miss Yuka is too abnormal... If you take it out alone, it can only be broadcast in a Japanese action movie.

After a little probing, I found that Miss Yuka was indeed fast asleep.

Tendou Souji carefully pulled his arm out of the waves and quickly and quietly cleaned up the mess left by drunken Miss Yuka.

After that, he draped the black fabric over the girl to block out the huge evil, then leaned over, picked up the girl and walked upstairs.

Miss Yuhua sleeps quite soundly, maybe she is used to being held?

Anyway…she showed no signs of waking up, and unconsciously put her arms around his neck.

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Chapter 74 If you make a mistake, don't blame me...

In Ozawa Yuka's room, Tendou Souji gently laid the girl down on the bed and was about to leave.

"Mr. Tiandao... I can do anything..."

"...Don't leave me...Onegai (Please)..."

The girl's mumbling in her sleep stopped him in his tracks.

"Even though Yuuka-san is drunk, she's surprisingly innocent..."

Tendo Souji originally thought that the other party would just give in at the speed of light as usual, and that drinking was just to pretend to be drunk and act coquettish...but he inadvertently noticed the cute contrast of Miss Yuka.

He was silent for a while...

"Just sit for a while and then go."

Thinking of this, Tendo Souji maintained a measured distance, restrained himself and sat on the edge of the bed, lowering his head and quietly admiring the girl's sleeping face.

He then realized... Miss Yuka's hair was really long - he didn't notice it when she usually tied it up, but now it was very conspicuous.

The girl had two simple black satin bows tied at the shoulder level, but her black hair, as smooth as silk, was left loose and draped down to her waist.

On the light green bed sheet, her long hair bloomed like flowers, surrounding her curled up, sleeping body.

The black fabric has no special pattern, but it is still easy to imagine how breathtaking the girl's proud curves would be under that simple wrapping.

Fortunately, the extra-large clothes spread out flat and perfectly covered the girl's skin, preventing exposure... It also prevented healthy men from experiencing a surge of qi and blood after meals due to inadequate digestion, and the subsequent potential for life-threatening chronic diseases.

Allowing Tendou Souji to appreciate the dazzling creations of the gods before him with an objective eye, as he would a work of art... Bullshit!

He simply couldn't ignore the beauty of this despicable body. He had tried very hard to restrain himself and just stared at the other person's face to observe his drunken expression - but as an old-generation Kamen Rider with rich combat experience, it was his instinct to keep his eyes and ears open. The weak human body also told him that the energy bar for the ultimate kill was accumulating again.

There was no way, Tendou Souji supported himself with the quilt and turned his head to look away.

At this time, Yuka Ozawa barely opened her eyes and saw the tall and majestic back of the man beside her.

She subconsciously felt relieved.

Due to work reasons, Yuka Ozawa has hardly ever drunk alcohol, but she quite likes the feeling of being slightly tipsy.

When she was drinking secretly, she just wanted to indulge herself. After all, her figure was already well maintained. She also thought about whether to molest Mr. Tiandao while drunk, but she thought about it with her brain.

She couldn't do anything to Mr. Tiandao when she was sober, let alone when she was drunk... Mr. Tiandao was powerful in all aspects, and she was very aware of this, so she might as well just drink and enjoy herself.

My alcohol tolerance is even worse than I expected, and Ozawa Yuka doesn't know her limits and drinks quickly and hastily.

Even after resting for a while, the girl, still feeling unwell, was overwhelmed by the alcohol. Her senses were numbed by the alcohol, her thinking was becoming dull, her stomach was irritated, and she felt a burning sensation, and she had no energy...

"Mr. Tendao...why are you here?" Yuka Ozawa's voice was lazy and hoarse. Although she liked Mr. Tendao very much, she subconsciously felt embarrassed that her private room was broken into by a man.

"You're still very drunk..." Tendou Souji looked at her like this, feeling a little worried. "Wait for me."

Fortunately, Miss Yuhua woke up temporarily. He quickly went downstairs to get a glass of water and brought it up.

"Open your mouth," he helped the girl sit up against the head of the bed and gently placed the rim of the cup against her cherry lips.

"Ah?" The girl was still confused.

"Ah——" She instinctively opened her mouth and swallowed the liquid the man gave her.

Pure water passes through the lips and teeth, flows down the throat, neutralizes and dilutes the alcohol in the body.

Yuka Ozawa felt a lot more comfortable. Although she was still drunk, at least she didn't feel like vomiting anymore.

"Mr. Tiandao..." The girl's fair cheeks were still flushed, and the sunset glow in the sky had crept up to her ears without her noticing. "Suddenly entering someone's room... Are you planning to do something bad?"

"Looks like he's still pretty drunk..."

Tiandao Zongsi ignored her and asked seriously: "How do you feel now? Can you sleep peacefully?"

The girl pondered for a long moment, then suddenly threw herself into the man's arms: "If it's Mr. Tiandao... OK~"

Obviously, both of them asked their own questions and then answered their own questions. It is difficult for a drunk person and a sober person to have the same ideas.