Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

In the afternoon after school, in the bicycle shed.

"Rustling."

Squatting down to unlock the bicycle, Ogihara Saki was troubled by the thought: should she ride the bicycle to carry Fujii-kun, or should Fujii-kun ride the bicycle to carry her?

"Ogiwara, I won't take you home today."

Fujii Itsuki, who was standing behind her with a bag on his back, spoke softly.

"Huh? Why?"

Ogihara Saki's pretty face was full of surprise, like a child who had done something wrong, and she said hastily: "I... I can ride my bike to give Fujii-kun a ride!"

"It's not a question of who rides who on the bike..." Fujii Itsuki laughed.

"I have to catch the train to go to work, so I can't take you there today."

"work to earn a living?"

"Well, Higashio, I work as a cashier at a convenience store."

Yesterday he called Sakura Yuko to help cover for a shift, and out of gratitude he had to rush over earlier today.

"That's it..."

Ogihara Saki secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that they were going to work. She thought that Fujii Itsuki felt embarrassed because they were riding bicycles together.

"Tououjiu is not far from the school, Fujii-kun, I'll take you there on my bike!"

"No need, it would be faster to take the train." Fujii Itsuki shook his head.

"... I'll just take you to the bus stop at the school gate."

Ogihara Saki lowered her head slightly and entangled her two white fingers together.

Seeing this, Fujii Itsuki could only agree helplessly: "Okay, okay, please take me to the station."

"There's really nothing I can do about this guy..."

"Well, come on up, Fujii-kun."

After getting permission from Fujii Itsuki, Ogihara Saki smiled brightly and patted the seat gently, as if a heroic female knight was inviting him.

"I'll be quick and won't waste your time!"

Feeling the weight of the back seat, Ogihara Saki reversed the pedals and drove away from the Arakawa High School shed carrying Fujii Itsuki.

On the way to the station, Ogihara Saki glanced at Fujii Itsuki's face through the rearview mirror from time to time.

"Fujii-kun, you're already working part-time at a convenience store right after you started college. Are you able to support yourself?"

Thinking of the other person's identity as an orphan, the softest part of Ogihara Saki's heart seemed to be touched.

The image gradually emerged in her mind of Fujii Itsuki and Shimizu Ai relying on each other and supporting each other since the unfortunate death of their parents.

Various sad dramas and plots of prime-time housewife dramas also automatically come to mind.

Thinking of Shimizu Ai's clean clothes, cute face and bright smile, it seems as if she has never experienced any setbacks or hardships.

"Fujii-kun must have taken very good care of this little sister!"

If Fujii Itsuki could read minds, his brows would have been twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川", and then he would spread his hands and say: My native language is silence.

Then he would point at Ogihara Saki's head.

"what?"

"Depending on each other?"

"Brother-sister love?"

"Ogihara Saki, what kind of weird things are in your head!"

Don't be fooled by Shimizu Ai's obedient and submissive appearance on the surface. Who knows how much evil this little devil is hiding in her heart.

In the system panel, Chiba Shinoko's revenge progress has reached 70%, while Shimizu Ai, the first target of revenge, has only 35%.

Ever since he was blackmailed of several months' salary by this little female devil, he and her have either never had any further contact with each other or have been at loggerheads with each other.

The two men are eager to fight each other in Tokyo Bay, and the loser's body will sink to the Pacific Ocean!

The tram stop was not far from the school, and Fujii Itsuki and Ogihara Saki didn't have time to chat for a few minutes along the way.

"Bye, Fujii-kun. See you tomorrow."

"Okay, bye. Contact me if you need anything."

After waving goodbye, Fujii Itsuki turned and walked into the station.

……

Higashiojiu, convenience store.

"Ding dong!"

The automatic door sensor made a sound.

"Yuko-senpai, I'm here to take over."

Fujii Itsuki walked into the convenience store carrying a bag.

Hearing the voice, Yuko Sakura leaned over from behind the cashier counter and said in surprise, "Oh, so early? It's only half past three."

Fujii Itsuki's working hours are from 4pm to 8pm, or from 5pm to 9pm.

The working hours on Saturdays and Sundays will vary, depending on the store manager's schedule.

"Thank you for covering for me yesterday, so I thought I'd come early today to take over."

Fujii Itsuki said with a sincere expression.

"Ah, it's a small matter. You are so thoughtful."

A hint of unnaturalness flashed across Sakura Yuko's face.

But she didn't show any abnormality, a smile appeared on her pretty face, and she said happily: "Then I'll go change my clothes, you keep an eye on the cashier."

"It's still early, I can just go to Omotesando to hang out and have afternoon tea."

"Okay..." Fujii Itsuki nodded.

My sight followed Sakura Yuko's back all the way to the staff lounge.

"Yuko-senpai, doesn't she study at all?"

Or did she learn it, but she just didn't see it?

In Fujii Itsuki's impression, Sakura Yuko has endless appointments and endless shopping to do after get off work every day.

Either go shopping in a busy commercial district like Omotesando, or go to a bar or nightclub for a night out.

He doesn't look like a college student at all.

You have to know that Japan's national universities are also extremely competitive. Many students from ordinary families work hard to climb up, hoping to cross classes with their academic qualifications.

The difficulty of postgraduate entrance examination in Japan is not much easier than that in China.

"...never mind her."

Fujii Itsuki shook his head slightly.

Everyone has his own destiny, and everyone has his own choice.

He was still an ordinary student at a junior college. It was not his turn to worry about the ginseng fruit while eating carrots.

"Fujii, I'm off work now."

After changing into a casual jacket and putting on exquisite makeup, Sakura Yuko walked out of the staff lounge and waved gently to Fujii Itsuki.

"Bye, see you tomorrow night."

"No, it should be see you in the morning. Today is Friday."

"Bye, Yuko-senpai." Fujii Itsuki waved and watched Sakura Yuko walk out of the convenience store.

"Is today Friday?"

He took out his cell phone and checked the calendar, and it was indeed Friday.

So many things happened in the past few days, with Shimizu Ai and Chiba Shinoko, that he was so busy that he forgot the time.

But for a part-time worker like him, there is not much difference between weekends and weekdays, since he still has to go to work. At most, his salary will be higher on weekends.

Chapter 25 An Open Book

Fujii Itsuki was busy at the convenience store until six in the evening.

"Click."

He took the drinks out of the basket and stuffed them into the upright refrigerator one by one. Only after the refrigerator was full did Fujii Itsuki close the door.

"Ding dong!"

There was a slight sound from the automatic sensor door.

Before Fujii Itsuki could even look up, he shouted, "Welcome!"

When he stood up from the refrigerator, he noticed the familiar figure walking into the convenience store.

The visitor was about thirty years old, with beautiful features and a proud figure. She wore a lazy off-white cardigan jacket on her upper body, with tall peaks and straight ridges, revealing the white lining.

She wore a black, figure-hugging skirt, revealing a pair of smooth, white thighs under the hem.

It is obviously a classic black and white outfit, but when she wears it, it highlights her figure and has a unique charm.

The visitor was the convenience store manager, Yuriko Matsumoto.

"Manager, why are you here?"

"It's Fujii-kun, is Sakura here? I have something to talk to her about."

"Yuko-senpai has already finished get off work, and I'm the only one in the store now."

"Oh, really? What a coincidence."

Yuriko Matsumoto held her chin with her hand as if blaming herself.

She looked at Fujii Itsuki with her beautiful eyes, and said with her red lips: "Fujii-kun, please continue to be busy. Don't worry about me. I'll go to the warehouse to take a look."

As she spoke, she walked away swaying her graceful figure, leaving a gust of fresh and pleasant fragrance in front of Fujii Itsuki.

"Yes, Manager."

The moment he saw Matsumoto Yuriko, Fujii Itsuki's mind suddenly popped up the words of Sakura Yuko: Fujii, I wonder if you've noticed, the manager seems to have some interest in you.

"Yuuko-senpai must be joking."

"There's nothing strange about the manager. The way he looked at me was completely normal."

It’s not that Fujii Itsuki has any prejudice against Matsumoto Yuriko, nor does he have any prejudice against rich ladies like her who are beautiful and have a lot of money, nor does he have any prejudice against being kept by rich women.

He simply hated the life of living under someone else's roof.

When he was at Fujii's house, he had enough of the exclusion from the mother and daughters, and he was restricted in everything he did.

Even if he was lucky enough to catch the eye of Matsumoto Yuriko and be kept by her, he would probably still have to be humble and follow other people's lead in the future.

If you offend the other party in the slightest, you will probably be abandoned without mercy.

This kind of life of fear is not what Fujii Itsuki wants.

To be honest, he would rather part ways with Momonogi Eiko and her daughter and move out to rent a house. However, according to the will, the property of the Fujii family was handed over to Momonogi Eiko to manage.

Picking up the basket of drinks, Fujii Itsuki walked towards the cashier.

Yuriko Matsumoto just walked around the warehouse and then walked out, with a satisfied smile on her beautiful face.

"Fujii-kun, I feel relieved to have you in the store."

She suddenly said something that made no sense to Fujii Itsuki.

"what?"

Standing there for a few seconds, Fujii Itsuki didn't know why Matsumoto Yuriko praised him for no reason, but he still said politely: "Thank you for the compliment, manager."