I signed in with Super Power in Tokyo

On Saturday, Nanao Akane cleaned the room, and on Sunday, Saionji Sekai came to visit. Without exception, the results turned into a chaotic OX operation in the end. The room was filled with a strange and turbid smell, probably because the mixture of some liquids was too strong. As a last resort, a full bottle of toilet water was squandered by Amemiya in less than two days.

He walked into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and the cold water slid over his skin, awakening his sleeping body. He brushed his teeth, washed his face, and fixed his hair. The person in the mirror looked brand new. While there was still some time, Amamiya hurriedly prepared breakfast and lunch. It might be because after he confirmed his relationship with Nanao Akane and Saionji Sekai, the expenses for buying medicine and umbrellas increased sharply, which added a burden to his already small wallet.

In order to increase income and reduce expenditure, he had to cook more by himself to reduce the expenses of three meals a day, but it was a bit stretched. Amemiya was a beneficiary of the Tokyo Social Welfare Program. Since he had no guardian, he received assistance from the welfare organization, which probably supported him to have a rent-free rental house for living alone and part of his daily living expenses, so that he could survive in Tokyo where every inch of land is valuable.

Thanks to Amamiya's excellent grades and special background, the school generously provided scholarships, not only exempting tuition, but also providing a considerable living allowance to the account every semester, which is a great investment and support for outstanding students. After all, if nothing unexpected happens, Amamiya's probability of entering the University of Tokyo is almost nine out of ten, and the school is naturally eager to get such a golden sign.

It seems that it is time to find a job to enrich my own coffers, otherwise I may not even have money to buy games, anime and novels, which is undoubtedly a major blow to my entertainment. Amamiya counted the abilities he currently has and found that the only ability that is suitable for work is cooking.

No, there is another possibility. He can become a gigolo. Just relying on his magical skills, he should be able to attract countless ladies to bow down to him. It is not a dream to become the number one gigolo in Tokyo.

But if I do this kind of work, I'm probably not far from social death, and I have to consider the feelings of Akane and Sekai. Forget it, I'd better find a job in a cafe. Amamiya sighed silently and left home to go to school.

Today's weather is sunny, just like Amemiya's mood. It's not for anything else, but the abilities gained by signing in these few days are all kinds of strange, but generally they are still within the acceptable range. For example, things like [100% hit rate when using a fly swatter], [food will never stick to your teeth], [shoelaces will not fall off when running].

Ah! A good life still favors him, thanks to the system.

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The secret of life is just this. What remains in your life in peace is what you want and truly belongs to you. It doesn’t have to be much, but good enough.

In the classroom, the teacher was explaining a complicated topic in front of the blackboard. Students were either listening attentively or taking notes seriously. Questions and answers could be heard from time to time.

When the bell rang, the class suddenly became very lively. Some students sprinted a hundred meters to the cafeteria to queue up for food, some sat together to get their lunch boxes, and some were still immersed in thinking in class.

Obviously, all of the above has nothing to do with Amemiya. His fate can only be to accompany Nanao Akane to enjoy lunch on the rooftop, and then start the digestion training after the meal.

"Amemiya-kun...how is the commission you recently received...going?" The girl's hair was flying up and down, and she was wearing a white pleated skirt. The soft hem of the skirt swayed gently with her movements. Her slender fingers gently lifted the corner of the skirt, as if to make it easier to move deeper, constantly drawing out beautiful scenery lines.

"Sekai... Saionji-san should be satisfied with my guidance, probably." A layer of cold sweat quietly seeped out of Amamiya's back, and she almost accidentally called out the usual intimate name. How could Sekai Saionji not be satisfied? Your man has guided her to the bed.

"As expected of you... Amemiya-kun, but... Saionji-san... is also... a beautiful girl." After feeling the sudden Dynamite form of a Pokémon, Nanao Akane did standard squats with more effort without frowning, trying to exercise local muscles more comprehensively. The fragrance of peach flesh with the fragrance of fine sweat and milk hit her face, and she took the initiative to feed the delicate flesh into the mouth of the Pokémon owner. The smooth and rosy fruit, with a light bite, you can feel the full and warm flesh, the taste is smooth and tender, sweet but not greasy, as if every bite is a gift from nature.

"Really? I... didn't... pay too much attention to this." The humanoid Pokémon named Amemiya swallowed his words incoherently, mourning in his heart, "Isn't that right, Akane, I have already turned into her shape", and then enjoyed the summer tropical fruits with a more enthusiastic attitude to show his loyalty, while flying harder against the headwind, devoting himself to the cause until his death.

Mr. Pokémon was so hardworking that she naturally let go of her suspicion and regarded the strangeness as some kind of little fun between lovers. The air was filled with the scent of heather, and in the fields in the distance, farmers were working, as if it was a whisper in spring.

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Scientific research has found that moderate exercise after meals can improve the excitement, inhibition and regulation of the cerebral cortex, thereby eliminating fatigue, relaxing, calming and clearing the mind. Obviously, the peach-like red glow on Nanao's face, dotted on her fair skin, adds a bit of charm and beauty to her, which is of course the credit of the after-meal training and manual laborer Amemiya.

In such an afternoon, time seemed to slow down, and the two were immersed in this tranquility and beauty. Behind the door at the rooftop entrance was Gui Yanye, who was not discovered by anyone. She stared at the movements of the two people in the distance with a shy look, and her breathing became rapid. The buttons on her clothes had been undone at some point, revealing her majestic breasts like white jade and her slender hands that were tightly grasping her conscience.

The slender and well-proportioned legs were twisting restlessly in a certain rhythm. Suddenly, tiny drops of water fell under the sunlight, sparkling with crystal light and exuding the fragrance of life.

"Amemiya-kun." A soft call came out from her pink lips, accompanied by a kind of relief that was endured to the extreme, leaving a long aftertaste.

Chapter 23 Disrupting Life

As for why Katsura Yanye appeared behind the rooftop gate, this matter started with the conversation between Katsura mother and daughter before they went out in the morning.

"Kotonoha, please invite Amemiya to visit us again today. We were too hasty last time and failed to express our sincere gratitude. This time, Mom will use all her life's skills to entertain him well." Katsura Manami smiled charmingly and mysteriously, as if she was planning some unspeakable surprise. The mature lady knew that if she just waited quietly, she would never be able to wait for her own happiness.

"Yeah, I understand. Oh, Kasan, it's been a long time since Amemiya-kun came to visit us." Katsura Yanye happily responded to her mother's request. Her little head was still trying to think about how to tell Amemiya about this. Anticipation and shyness started the girl's good mood for the day.

After arriving at school, Gui Yanye didn't find any good opportunity to invite Amemiya to her home in person. The three of them always spent the breaks between classes together, and it was not convenient to point this out directly in front of Akane. She knew that Akane and Amemiya had confirmed their feelings for each other. In this choice between friendship and love, she was hesitant and confused.

It was not until noon time that Kotonoha, after thinking for a long time, finally made up her mind and courage to invite Amemiya in person. She knew that the boy would usually have lunch with Akane on the rooftop at this time. It would be a lie to say that she was not envious, but because of her inner weakness, she never dared to ask for integration.

She walked up the stairs of the teaching building step by step to the rooftop. When she was about to push open the door, she heard the sound of fighting that made her blush and her heart beat fast. Kotonoha carefully pushed open a gap, stared with wide eyes at the man and woman who were intertwined closely, and for a moment she forgot the purpose of her visit.

Her mood was like being tangled up by countless threads, and she couldn't figure it out. Seeing her beloved boy being ruthlessly abused by Akane, she felt sad but also excited and expectant. She was like a child who had opened the door to a new world, absorbing it all with great desire, "I can do it too, and mine is obviously bigger than hers, so why doesn't Amamiya come to me?"

Complex emotions overwhelmed her mind. Looking at the scene in front of her, her hands involuntarily began to brave the world for the first time in her life. Following the skilled and tacit rhythm, she understood more and more the magic of it. The pictures on both sides gradually became synchronized, and finally the three of them ended this chaotic noon symphony at the same time.

When she returned to reality from chaos, Gui Yanye stared at the crystal water droplets on her hand in a daze. The unforgettable feeling of climbing to the top of the clouds and the beautiful red glow of Nanao Akane's soul flying to the sky were deeply imprinted in her mind. What exactly does it feel like to be united with the one she loves? This question lingered in her heart. The sound of footsteps getting closer and closer made her finally choose to flee.

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In the afternoon class, Amamiya found that Kaede Kotonoha was always looking at him secretly. He took out his phone and didn't find anything strange on her face, so he sent a line message to ask:

"Mr. Gui, is there something on my face?"

After receiving the message, Kotonoha seemed to be panicked as if her little secret had been exposed, and she replied to the message in a panic.

"No, I just have something I want to talk to Amamiya-kun in person... about the last time Amamiya-kun helped me."

"Okay, let's wait until the club activities are over. We are friends, so don't take it too seriously."

She made a somewhat greedy request with some trepidation.

"Since we're friends... then Amamiya-kun, can you just call me Kotonoha?"

"No problem, Kotonoha, let's see you after school."

"Uh-huh."

Amemiya's straightforwardness made her face flush with joy. Such a small thing is a major progress in the girl's world. Even after experiencing such an unforgettable scene, I will still be moved if I see you ten thousand times. If there is a god, please bless me and let me walk with Amemiya forever.

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Everything will fall apart in the end, the key is to accept it calmly when it ends. Katsura Kotonoha, who had already calmed down, watched Saionji Sekai intimately dragging Amamiya to a deserted classroom with few people for so-called instruction and practice. The lake of her heart that had barely been repaired and smoothed revealed cracks again. No, Amamiya-kun is not going to do anything bad, right?

She wanted to believe it, but she couldn't. The hidden reluctance urged her to follow, wanting to see what the so-called practice was like.

The classroom, which should have been silent and quiet, was now filled with spring. Sekai, who was disheveled, sat on him, panting and coordinating with Amamiya's waist training with extremely seductive movements. The perfect compatibility made the two of them gradually get into a good mood. Kotonoha, who was watching this scene from the window, was heartbroken, "Hey, Amamiya-kun, why can't that person be me? I like you so much, too."

The girl outside the door is like a soldier standing guard, protecting the noble lord and his lady from enjoying their lives inside. The only companions are the cold wind and loneliness.

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At the entrance of Sobu High School, Amamiya was walking towards the cute and waiting Katsura Kotonoha, and greeted her with a gentle smile.

"Sorry for the wait, Kotonoha. Is there anything you need my help with today?"

"I don't mean to bother you, Amamiya-kun. It's just that today, Ka-san wants to invite you to our home again to express my gratitude. I also hope that Amamiya-kun can come again."

Kotonoha looked at him with a beautiful smile, the boy's shadow reflected in her eyes, as if her eternal and unchanging true love was engraved with his name.

"I see. Sorry to bother you again today."

Amemiya looked at her stubborn yet slightly sad expression, and knew that if he firmly refused, it might make Kotonoha sad, so he simply agreed to accompany this lonely girl.

On the way to the Katsura family's house, there were cherry blossom trees planted on both sides. When the wind blew, many petals fell, as if symbolizing the disappearance and transience of beauty.

"Hey, Amamiya-kun, I saw everything today. You, Akane, and Saionji-san did that kind of thing."

Amemiya remained silent, not knowing what to say in response, so he could only look at the girl's slightly red eyes and wait for what to say next.

“I have always wondered if it was because I was not good enough or pretty enough that Amamiya-kun never chose me.

But I really, really like Amamiya-kun, Daishiki.

But why don't you want to look at me more?"

Kotonoha was still smiling gently, tears silently falling, dripping onto her plump chest, and then quietly rolling down. Her eyes were red and swollen, as if soaked in sadness and pain, and every tear was like the pain in her heart silently confessing.

She held Amemiya's hands tightly and gently pressed them against her cheeks, as if she was looking for a trace of warmth and comfort. The air around her was also infected by sadness, becoming heavy and depressing. Her crying echoed in the air, like a sad melody that made people unable not to be moved.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Gong gently held up the delicate little face and said softly and seriously:

"Suma, I have always ignored your feelings, but I cannot respond to your exclusive feelings.

So, if you don't mind, please allow me to continue to disrupt your life in the future."

Those who keep me in their hearts will treat others in their shoes, and those who keep me in their hearts will exchange truth for truth.

"I do, Amamiya-kun. I belong to you forever."

Her eyes sparkled with bright light, which were tears of joy, and they drew beautiful tear marks on her face. She was not greedy, as long as she could stay by his side, that was enough.

Holding Amemiya's hand, she gently covered the snow-capped mountains, with a happy blush on her pretty face.

"This place belongs to you, too, Amamiya-kun."

Chapter 24 Dinner at the Gui Family

Amemiya was also shocked by the boldness of Katsura Kotonoha, which she had never seen before. Was such provocation really something that the socially anxious girl in the past could do? It makes people sigh at the great power of love.

If such behavior was caught by a reporter from a news agency on a busy street, it would undoubtedly cause a big impact. The headline of a section in the morning newspaper tomorrow might be something like [Shocking! Sobu High School students' daily sex life is so open]. In order to avoid such a situation, Amamiya secretly withdrew his hand and gently supported the graceful body that was trembling due to the stimulation, and teased her cute appearance lightly.

"Ye Yanye is really bold. You should do this kind of thing when you get home."

"Wow~ Then it's a deal. I will definitely work hard and won't lose to Akane and Saionji-san."

Although Katsura Kotonoha blushed, she still expressed her ambitions with a firm look in her eyes. But why do you always use your courage in such strange places? Amemiya stroked her forehead and sighed, and her strong arms hugged the slender waist even more tightly, as if to agree with the girl's shameless words.

The sun gradually set, dyeing the sky a brilliant orange-red. The afterglow sprinkled on the earth, covering everything with a golden coat. At this moment, the two walked in the sunset, and the leaves on both sides of the road swayed in the wind, making rustling sounds, as if accompanying this beautiful encounter, as if they were in a beautiful painting, like a dream.

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The room was filled with a light fragrance, and the sunlight shone through the half-drawn curtains, casting mottled shadows on the floor. Katsura Manami stood in front of the closet and gently opened the door. Inside, all kinds of clothes were neatly hung, colorful and varied.

The clothes slipped off, revealing the devilish curves and milky skin. The towering peaks and slender and well-proportioned thighs perfectly released the charm of a mature woman in the mirror. Her movements were graceful and natural. She gently lifted the black long skirt, close to her body and slowly passed her arms through the sleeves. The skirt fit her body, just right to outline her perfect figure.

Her shiny black short hair fell down in front of her chest. She wore a black evening dress with a high slit and off-shoulder design. Her skin was as white as snow and looked like a blooming white lotus under the dim light. Bai Zhe's charming legs blossomed with silent temptation in the black stockings. The most eye-catching thing was the huge, snow-white and delicate pearl necklace, which was crystal clear and each pearl was full and rich.

She walked to the mirror, adjusted the hem of her skirt, and slightly adjusted her neckline. The woman in the mirror had a smile on her face and gentle eyes. The black dress made her look even more cool, mysterious and noble. She turned around gently, and the hollow lace on the hem of her skirt swayed gently with her movements, elegant and agile.

Katsura Manami, who was dressed in her best, left the room with satisfaction and began to prepare a sumptuous dinner to entertain the host.

...

Once again, he came to the familiar yet strange Katsura home. Amemiya was intimately pulled to the sofa by Katsura Kotonoha to wait for dinner. The unfathomable abyss tightly clamped his arm. The little Katsura heart next to him looked at the lingering scene with a smile on his face. His eyes rolled and he rushed over and shouted,

"Ah, sister, I want my brother-in-law to hug me too."

"Gui Xin, be careful not to get hurt."

The petite and cute body was steadily caught by Amemiya. Katsura Yanye just hummed twice with a red face, and then continued to rest her head on the boy's shoulder and enjoy the beauty of the moment.

Seeing this, Gui Xin also stopped playing around and followed her sister's example by leaning her lovely head gently on her shoulder. A beautiful and warm atmosphere spread in the living room. It was just hard for Amamiya, who was surrounded by two jade-like bodies, and the two different faint body fragrances inadvertently invaded her heart and spleen, making her intoxicated. The rebels who did not obey orders raised the flag of resistance again, with heroic spirits and colorful flags fluttering in the wind.

When Katsura Manami walked out of the kitchen with dinner and saw this scene, her face was filled with happiness and a gentle smile. The cold and empty home before would become a thing of the past, and they would definitely have a better future.

"Ah la, you three come over for dinner."

Mrs. Gui smiled tenderly, with a gentleness that had been precipitated by the years. She was not as slender as a teenager, but had the unique charm of a mature woman that firmly attracted the boy's attention. She noticed this passion and was delighted. When she bent down to put down the dishes, she quietly adjusted her posture downward to better reveal the deep east and west hemispheres to his eyes. This materialistic world was full of coldness and darkness, and it turned out that only naphthalene was the most heartwarming.

Knowing that he was discovered, Amemiya adjusted his trajectory with a little embarrassment. The rebels' resistance became louder and louder. He had no choice but to move to the dining table under cover without making a sound. Just as he was about to sit down, he was pulled by Madam Gui to sit at the main seat. Her breasts were pressed against his arms, and her fragrant breath was close to his ears.

"Amamiya-kun, please sit here."

Katsura Manami blinked her eyes charmingly, and her smooth little hands gently soothed the rebel leader under the cover of the table. This feeling of being surrounded by danger made him a little frightened, for fear that the rebels would rise up all of a sudden and be exposed to the air.

Hey, hey, hey, ma'am, your daughter is still in front of us!

Katsura Manami also knew that now was not a convenient time, so she just teased him gently and sat down right opposite Amemiya, while Katsura Kotonoha and Katsura Shin sat on her left and right. The family began to eat dinner happily. If one ignored the unusual movements under the table, this scene could be called a warm family reunion.

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At the table, Mrs. Katsura kindly added more food to the host's bowl. Not wanting to be outdone, Kotonoha and Katsura followed suit. Just like last time, they looked at the small mountain of food piled up in their bowls, feeling overwhelmed and wanting to cry.

Food should be well-balanced in color, aroma and taste, and the essence of astringency is being perfectly demonstrated on the table.

A pair of beautiful feet that are like works of art carefully carved by a craftsman, every inch of the line reveals exquisiteness and perfection. The ankles are slender, as beautiful as porcelain, and the skin is white with a slight pink, as if it is the most delicate mutton-fat jade, warm and shiny. Ten round and smooth toes, neat and small, like buds about to bloom, full of vitality.

The soft little feet in black stockings were gently wrapped around the rebel flag, as if cheering it on, making it more upright and flamboyant.

"Amamiya-kun, is the food to your liking this time?"

Mrs. Gui looked at the young man opposite her with an elegant and calm smile. A trace of cold sweat seemed to appear on his forehead. The movements of her feet did not relax at all. Instead, they became more and more tight, in line with a certain rhythm, which implicitly matched the true meaning of life.

"Mrs. Gui's craftsmanship...is as good as ever...excellent."

Amemiya endured the provocation with gritted teeth, and Mrs. Katsura, who felt the mighty power of the rebels with her sensitive feet, was also feeling uncomfortable. The seat under her butt was quietly wetted by a circle of water stains, and the traces of the watermarks became more obvious and larger with time and movement.

"Then... Amamiya-kun, can you stay for one night? I have already cleaned up the guest room."

The tone so gentle that it could be drawn into a thread coupled with Mrs. Gui's affectionate and expectant eyes made his heart tremble. After all, the small-headed son had controlled the big-headed father.

"...Okay, I'll stay the night."

Katsura Shin beside her cheered happily, while Katsura Kotonoha was thinking about what kind of pajamas to wear tonight so that Amamiya could appreciate her better. Only Mrs. Katsura was still conscientiously comforting the young man, with a pool of spring water flowing in her eyes.