Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

She raised her slender finger and lightly touched Qingshui Ai's delicate nose, and uttered a few words: "Vague person."

"You're such a jealous person!" Shimizu Ai shouted fiercely, and the two ponytails behind her head also stood up.

"I must find out who left this mark!"

"Hmph—" She hugged her coat tightly and snorted.

"This is a provocation!"

"Yes, it must be that vixen outside who provoked Ai Yi!"

"Since I can't persuade you, I hope you'll take care of yourself..." Qingshui Rin put the spoonful of yogurt into her mouth, savoring the mellow sweet and sour taste with the tip of her tongue, a hint of comfort and pleasure hidden on her cool and pretty face.

As for Shimizu Ai, she was in no mood to eat yogurt with her and enjoy a leisurely afternoon.

"Click——"

With the flash forced on, Shimizu Ai took a picture of the collar of her jacket, and couldn't wait to type a line in the Line chat box, and sent it to Ogihara Saki along with the picture.

After clicking the send button and waiting for Ogihara Saki's reply, Shimizu Ai vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

"Isn't Ona-chan's performance a bit too bland?"

"Isn't she worried that Onii-chan might be kidnapped by a vixen?"

“…Yesterday, she was pestering Onii-chan not to abandon her.”

"Oune-chan..." Thinking of this, Shimizu Ai's pair of clear big eyes almost narrowed into small eyes.

"Are you planning something against your dear Yimoduo?" Her pretty and cute face was filled with the word "resentment".

Hearing her words, Shimizu Rin stopped digging yogurt with a spoon.

"Why do you say that?" Her calm expression showed no change as she raised her head to look into the eyes of her sister, Shimizu Ai.

"Because you're obviously jealous, right?"

"It just doesn't show like Ai Yi!"

Shimizu Ai crossed her arms across her chest, with a cute and childish face, and looked so smart and confident, just like the famous detective Conan in the anime.

"But you don't want to get involved yourself, so you use Ai Yi as a gun and let Ai Yi gather information for you!"

"It's not that I don't want to, but I can't..." Seeing that her sister had already noticed the clues, Qingshui Rin adjusted her sitting position to a comfortable position and admitted it directly.

"Given my current status in his heart, I don't even have the qualifications to be jealous, let alone get involved in such a matter."

"So I can only choose to stand aside and watch, and put my hopes on you."

"Ai Yi..." A rare hint of envy appeared on Shimizu Rin's cold and beautiful face.

"I envy you, actually."

“…Don’t give me that!” After having learned the lesson of aiding the enemy yesterday, Shimizu Ai has become smarter when it comes to matters involving Fujii Itsuki, and she doesn’t fall for Shimizu Rin’s flattery at all.

"You're probably the only one who can put it so refreshingly and elegantly, Onei-chan!"

"hateful!"

But this is still an open conspiracy. Even if her sister stands aside and watches, she cannot follow the other party's example and do nothing.

She had just made a bold statement that she would catch that vixen.

"Humph--"

After realizing all this, Shimizu Ai snorted at her sister Shimizu Rin in annoyance.

"Onii-chan, you are not allowed to go to Onii-chan's room tonight!"

"I'll keep an eye on you!"

This was her counterattack as a younger sister after she was plotted against.

"Ai, you're too vigilant."

Qing Shui Lin smiled without saying anything, and his expression gradually calmed down.

"but……"

"Ai does have a bit of a housewife vibe now."

I just wonder what Fujii Itsuki’s girlfriend would think when she sees this?

She was actually looking forward to the confrontation between them.

Unconsciously, an image of a gentle and beautiful girl emerged in Shimizu Rin's mind, who was no less beautiful and tall than her.

What was the other person's name?

Ogihara Saki.

……

Kita Senju, Ogihara House.

"Click--" Pushing open the bedroom door, Ayako Ogiwara yawned lazily and walked towards the kitchen of her home with a hungry stomach.

She is a bar manager, so her work and rest schedule is exactly the opposite of that of ordinary people. The afternoon is the time for her to wake up and eat.

"Eh--?!" As she passed the sofa, her thigh accidentally tripped over something living, and Ogiwara Ayako shouted subconsciously.

"Saki!"

"You scared your mother to death!"

Glancing at her daughter who was lying on the sofa with lifeless eyes staring at the ceiling, Ogiwara Ayako patted her plump chest with lingering fear.

"Why, did you break up with your boyfriend?"

"You're running to the sofa pretending to be a dead body and trying to scare me."

"Mom..." Hearing Ogihara Ayako's complaining voice, Ogihara Saki's hollow eyes finally regained some spirit.

She never stops talking until her words are shocking, and she always bombs as soon as she opens her mouth.

"What should I do, Mom..."

"Fujii-kun hasn't touched me since he came back from his last trip."

Chapter 176 It’s better to block than to open up

"Aha?!"

"You are such a sweet and caring person to your mother!"

"Do you want to share this with your mother?"

Ogiwara Ayako couldn't help but frown her willow-like delicate brows.

"What do you mean?"

"You asked your mother to help you two get back together?"

"Or do you want mom to dress you up as a little Christmas reindeer and stuff you directly into his quilt?"

She gave her daughter Ogihara Saki a displeased look, sat down on the sofa opposite, picked up the cup and poured herself a glass of water.

"Mom..." After being scolded by Ogihara Ayako, Ogihara Saki's already depressed mood became even worse.

She rested her head on the armrest of the sofa, hugged the off-white pillow tightly, and said self-pityingly: "Is it because I have no charm anymore that Fujii-kun doesn't want to get close to me?"

"No charm?"

Hearing this, Ogiwara Ayako turned her head and cast a scrutinizing gaze at the pretty face that looked somewhat like her.

The slightly permed black hair was placed under the side of her face, and under her delicate eyebrows were a pair of gentle eyes with clear pupils. Her facial features were delicate, as if they were carefully carved, and her pretty face was slightly oval, revealing the sorrow of a young girl.

Ayako Ogiwara's gaze started from Ogiwara Saki's smooth chin, passed over her white neck, tall breasts, flat belly, from her straight and slender legs to her tender and crystal clear toes.

As the manager of a large bar, Ogihara Ayako saw at least 500 women every day, if not 1,000. And none of those faces, each with their own unique features, could compare to her daughter.

"That guy would have to be blind to think you're unattractive."

Ogiwara Ayako withdrew her gaze and lifted the hair that fell by her ear.

Even as a mother, she is not necessarily more charming than her daughter.

"Then why doesn't Fujii-kun touch me?" The resentment on Ogiwara Saki's pretty face deepened, and she couldn't help but bury her head in the pillow.

"…Is it because you're not comfortable enough with me?"

"It's very simple..." Ayako Ogiwara picked up the water cup and took a sip.

"The novelty has worn off. Men are the kind of people who get bored easily."

"I told you he's not a good guy."

"Novelty?" Ogihara Saki automatically blocked out the bad things her mother said about Fujii Itsuki and blinked her eyes with an expression that seemed to understand.

"I remember there was a swimsuit issued by the school in my closet, as well as gymnastics clothes, high school uniforms and other clothes that I had never thrown away..." She muttered to herself quietly, but Ogiwara Ayako heard it all.

"Idiot love brain!"

"It's too late to save me!"

"Idiot!" Ayako Ogiwara frowned and scolded softly.

"Has it never occurred to you that he doesn't love you anymore?"

"Indeed not." Ogihara Saki looked sincere and shook her head without any hesitation.

"Just like Fujii-kun wouldn't think that I don't love him..."

She said firmly, "I can feel that he loves me more than anyone else in the world!"

"Love you more than anyone else?!"

The corner of Ogiwara Ayako's mouth twitched, and she suddenly felt as if there was a big hole in her warm cotton-padded jacket, and the cold wind was blowing into her heart.

"What's more, Fujii-kun discussed with me some time ago about buying a house and living together after graduation."

"I was worried that my mother would not agree, so..."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Ogihara Saki realized something and quickly covered her mouth.

"Oh no, I think I let something slip!"

"Huh? What did you say?"

"Buy a house and live together?!" Ogiwara Ayako's eyebrows were almost twisted into the shape of a Chinese character "川".

"Well done, Ogihara Saki, you've really grown strong!"

"They discussed such a big thing behind my back, and they were worried that I wouldn't agree!"

As she spoke, she gave me a death stare: "Saki, next, are you going to register for marriage with him without telling me, or get pregnant before marriage and bring the child to me after giving birth?"

"Mom, I didn't..." As if Sun Wukong was reciting the spell to tighten the hoop in front of Tang Monk, Ogiwara Saki quickly clamped her ears with a pillow.

Every time this happened, she hoped that Fujii Itsuki would suddenly appear and rescue her from her mother's nagging, just like he did last time.

"Ding dong!"

As if hearing her thoughts, the mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly rang with a message reminder.

Ogihara Saki quickly sat up from the sofa, picked up her phone and unlocked it, and found that it was a message from Fujii Itsuki's sister, Shimizu Ai.

Clicking on the picture, Ogihara Saki carefully observed the lipstick mark mentioned by Shimizu Ai.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her daughter holding her cell phone in silence, Ayako Ogiwara asked softly.

"Mom..." Ogihara Saki recalled in her mind for a while, then looked up at her mother Ogihara Ayako.

"Just now, Fujii-kun's sister Ai-chan sent me a message saying that she found a lipstick mark on the collar of Fujii Itsuki's coat and wanted to know if I accidentally put it there."

"But..." She couldn't help but lower her voice.

"I don't remember kissing Fujii-kun's collar."

"Pa--" Upon hearing this, Ogiwara Ayako clapped her slender hands, and her mature and beautiful face showed an expression that showed as expected.

"I knew it!"

"The faucet is running hot and cold, there must be another woman using it!"

"Ding dong!"