I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Anyone who comes here knows what they were doing in the room just now. Wouldn't it be so embarrassing if someone came in and said something?

Ooka Hongye's mind was still full of random thoughts, but Serabelle under her seemed to not care at all. She simply picked her up from the bed and walked down the stairs, walking step by step towards the door.

"Hey, Bell you...!"

Ooka Momiji was stunned.

She never expected that Serabelle would actually go and open the door like this.

She was at least wearing a kimono, but Serabelle was naked. And she went to open the door like that... Even a boy couldn't do that, right?

"Don't be nervous, I know what I'm doing."

With one hand supporting the soft fulcrum and the other hand gently patting the girl's smooth back, Serabelle had already arrived at the door of the room while speaking.

I pressed the door handle and slowly opened it, and a familiar tall figure came into view in the corridor outside the door.

It turned out to be Tomoko Suzuki.

The lady in the OL uniform clasped her arms in front of her chest, highlighting her plump curves. Her legs, wrapped in shiny trousers, were pressed together, and her toes of the flat-heeled leather shoes on her feet were slightly apart.

Looking at the two people hugging each other inside the door, Suzuki Tomoko tapped her forehead with her fingertips and sighed softly.

"Although I guess you guys are probably doing it, there's no need to open the door like this."

"Ring, bell, bell..."

Ooka Hongye's face turned red and her words became incoherent.

You have to know that the Ooka family and the Suzuki family have always had a relationship similar to that of arch-enemies. Even though the Suzuki family is at its peak today and the Ooka family is declining, it does not mean that the Ooka family will surrender to the Suzuki family.

At least it hasn't reached the point of lying down and swinging.

But now she appeared in front of Suzuki Tomoko like this, this is not...

What on earth is Sera-kun thinking?

The Kyoto girl's inner groundhog had already started roaring, but Suzuki Tomoko remained calm and at ease.

The lady's fingertips that were on her forehead moved down slightly, and she held her cheek with one hand, slightly raising her delicate chin.

"Okay, open the door and let me in. Don't stand at the door. It would be bad if someone saw you."

"Oh……"

Serabelle followed suit and stepped back two steps.

But Ooka Hongye's head was about to explode while she was in his arms.

No, it was embarrassing enough to be seen in such an embarrassing state by the Suzuki family, why did he want to come in?

And Serah-kun actually let the other party in? Huh?!

"Wait, wait a minute, Mrs. Suzuki, we have a problem here. Could you please go to the bathroom temporarily... No, the bathroom is too rude. Mrs. Suzuki, please wait in the bedroom for a while. Sera-kun and I need to go to the bathroom first... Uh!"

The words stopped abruptly. In the eyes of the Kyoto girl, Suzuki Tomoko did something that was so unexpected that her thoughts stopped on the spot.

Tomoko Suzuki came up to the two of them, and then... leaned over and kissed Serabel.

At the same time, the lady's hands were not idle either. She quickly took off her suit and threw it on the ground, followed by her shirt... and her trousers...

Soon, Suzuki Tomoko, who had been neatly dressed in work clothes when she came, was left with only black lace underwear and black stockings with a faint flesh-colored color.

She slipped through the gap between the two of them from the side, gently put her arms around the boy's neck, with a hint of teasing in her tone.

"Really? I thought an hour would be enough time for Sera-kun to finish taking care of Miss Momiji, but I didn't expect you to come a little early. Hehe... Are you a little tired lately?"

Just like before a bullfight, people would stab the bull with fencing swords to make it angry.

Tomoko Suzuki also likes to do this, even if these words will turn her into an endless spray of champagne later.

"Well, you'll know in a moment..."

Serabelle responded with her mouth.

As the two of them were getting closer, Ooka Hongye, who had been petrified by the mental shock, finally came to her senses.

"You, what on earth are you doing?!"

"Well?"

Hearing the girl's voice, Suzuki Tomoko paused for a moment and turned to look at him with some confusion.

"What? Of course, that kind of thing~"

"But……"

"Oh, Miss Hongye, you don't know anything yet, do you?"

As if she understood the girl's surprise, Suzuki Tomoko smiled slightly and reached out to pull Serabelle's arm, pulling the two of them back to the bed to sit down and plan to talk slowly.

She had one leg on the ground against the edge of the bed and the other leg on one knee beside the bed. She leaned forward slightly with her upper body and stretched out her arms to hug the boy's head again, raising her eyes to the same level as Ooka Momiji.

The two men were standing one in front and one on the left, staring at each other at a distance of less than thirty centimeters.

Suzuki Tomoko smiled faintly: "This time, the hotel we are staying in happens to be the same one designated by Miss Hongye's family. Miss Hongye, don't you think this is just a coincidence?"

"I... could it be..."

Ooka Hongye was stunned.

Suzuki Tomoko chuckled and said, "Well, I'll be honest. This was indeed a deliberate arrangement, and the purpose was to form a marriage alliance."

"After all, the only way for the Ooka family to maintain their current status is through marriage."

"Of course, I don't mean to belittle your Ooka family. Even if your development has stagnated and your power has shrunk, your Ooka family is still a lean camel that is bigger than a horse in the Kansai area."

"But after all, it's already a skinny camel. It's impossible to come back to life and restore it to its prime. No matter how hard you try, you can only delay the process of decline."

"So I talked to your grandfather and came up with this marriage plan, a... well, it's a rather special marriage plan."

Chapter 819 You Tokyo people are really good at playing tricks!

Explanations can be put off for later; right now, the most important thing is to get down to business.

Here, Ooka Momiji was exhausted and unable to fight anymore, and the arrival of Mrs. Suzuki just filled this gap.

So from noon to sunset, the hour hand of the clock on the wall moved from one to four.

During these three hours, Ooka Hongye could only fight for another half an hour.

For the remaining two and a half hours, she almost became a spectator, basically resting and recovering her strength while watching the fierce fight between Serabelle and Suzuki Tomoko.

Some of them were things she had already tried with Serabelle, but many more were things she had never tried before, and some were things she had never even thought of.

How many times have these two people done this?

Why are you so skilled? !

Miss Hongye, who suffered a huge mental shock in one day, couldn't help but let out a groundhog's roar in her heart.

Then the perspective changed, still in the room. As the fight between the three people finally came to an end, the air in the room finally returned to calm.

"Hum..."

On the bed, Suzuki Tomoko straightened her back and raised her face slightly. She licked her red lips and looked over with disdain at the Kyoto girl who had to withdraw from the competition early due to exhaustion and could only lie on her side with her head leaning on her boyfriend's chest while being held by Serabelle's shoulders.

Then she stretched her arms out at a 45-degree angle and lightly traced the boy's muscular chest with her fingertips.

"It seems that I can only stop here for today."

"…Tired?"

Serabelle asked curiously.

Based on his understanding of Suzuki Tomoko, it would usually take at least three hours. But she said it was over after just two and a half hours. Could it be that she was too excited because of Momiji's company today?

"A little bit, but the real reason is that we'll have dinner soon, and it would be bad if we overdo it and get noticed."

Suzuki Tomoko pursed her lips and pulled her fingertips away, then she carefully stood up by supporting herself on both sides of the bed with her hands. She did not let go until she was sure that the fixing buckles were completely loosened before she stepped over to the other side of Serabelle, and also lay down like Ooka Momiji, leaning against her.

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, occupied both of Serabelle's shoulders.

This is probably what is meant by the happiness of having many people.

"...Don't you want to say something, Miss Hongye?"

Raising her head and adjusting her posture to be more comfortable, Suzuki Tomoko looked along Serabelle's chest to the Kyoto girl on the other side who was lowering her head and keeping silent.

"I……"

After hesitating for a moment, Ooka Hongye barely squeezed out a somewhat distorted syllable from her dry throat, and then fell into a brief silence again.

He has completely lost his usual eloquence.

But think about it, the idea of ​​double-queuing is already outrageous in modern society, not to mention being double-queued with someone who is old enough to be your mother.

Just like the gameplay that Serabelle and Suzuki Tomoko demonstrated in front of her today, there are some things that she would never even dare to think about in her life.

This... Is there something wrong with her or has the world collapsed?

The Kyoto girl was beginning to doubt her life.

Suzuki Tomoko observed all of this and did not intend to explain anything, but just repeated her previous excuse.

"I told you, this plan was also agreed by your grandfather."

"Grandpa...did he really agree?"

The red leaves at Ooka are still a little hard to believe.

As the number one old family in Kyoto, it is no exaggeration to say that the Ooka family has an aristocratic status in Japan. The education she received since childhood was the elite education of the upper class, and she knew etiquette, shame, etc.

But does this plan really have anything to do with the so-called ethics, morality, integrity and shame?

"Why don't you agree?" Suzuki Tomoko chuckled. "Everyone has their own psychological price, it's just a matter of high and low. As the only heir to the Ooka family and the granddaughter of the head of the Ooka family, don't you understand your position in the family?"

Without a doubt, it is a tool for marriage.

This has nothing to do with whether she has any potential or not, it is simply because she is the daughter of the Ooka family, or the daughter of a noble family.

This is our destiny.

Any daughter from a noble family, let alone the Ooka family, even the Otetsu family or the Oton family, is the same.

As long as the family can continue to prosper, it doesn't matter who she marries.

Whether you like it or not, whether you are happy after marriage or not.

But... what kind of marriage is this? A double with the wife of the Suzuki Group?

"I know you will not understand it for the time being, Miss Ooka, but as I said before, the Ooka family has reached the point where they must use marriage to consolidate their position."

Tomoko Suzuki patiently and kindly persuaded people.

"There is a saying that the further you are from power, the further power is from you. In the cabinet, the person with the most power besides the prime minister is always the one closest to the prime minister. The most embarrassing problem for the Ooka family right now is that you are a long-established family in Kansai."

"Of course you can choose other families in Kansai for marriage, but that would only consolidate your position in the Kansai area. Although Japan does not have a clear capital in theory, the political center is actually located in Tokyo."

"In other words, your Ooka family's choice of any Kansai family for marriage can only barely delay the decline."

"As for finding someone from Kanto? Well... to put it bluntly, if your Ooka family could only swallow their pride and marry into a Kanto family, perhaps your grandfather's dream of making a comeback would have been realized long ago."

indeed.

Ooka Momiji had to admit that even though Japan has entered modern society today, there are still a considerable number of pure-blooded Kansai people who believe that Kyoto is the capital of Japan, and Tokyo should be called "East Kyoto".

If the Ooka family, as the number one old family in Kyoto, were to marry into the Kanto family, it would be hard to say whether other families in Kansai would directly regard the Ooka family as traitors who took the lead in surrendering to the enemy.

That is totally against the decision of our ancestors!

Her grandfather, the current head of the Ooka family, obviously chose a compromise between the immutable ancestral laws and his own ideals.

But is this actually a wonderful compromise a bit too wild...

Thinking of this, Ooka Hongye glanced at Mrs. Suzuki opposite her.

"What about your daughter? The report I read before showed a photo of Sera-kun and your daughter. Are you planning to do that?"

"Hahaha, of course I have also considered Sonoko."

The corners of Suzuki Tomoko's mouth rose slightly.

"After all, as a mother, I also hope that my daughter can be happy for the rest of her life, but it's not possible for now."

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