Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

"Fujii-kun, there's no need to be modest. You've worked so hard for so long!" Matsumoto Yuriko smiled sweetly, her eyes staring straight at Fujii Itsuki's cheek.

When Fujii Itsuki heard this, he thought the other party was going to give him a promotion and a raise, or fire him, but the next second he heard Matsumoto Yuriko say, "Keep working, Fujii-kun. I have something else to do. I'll leave you now."

"Well, store manager, take care..."

Only when the beautiful figure disappeared from his sight did Fujii Itsuki breathe a sigh of relief.

"baffling….…"

He obviously didn't do anything, why did the manager praise him?

Simply encouraging him, like feeding a carrot to a mule, so that it will continue to work hard for you?

“It’s a headache…”

Fujii Itsuki rubbed his temple.

Sakura Yuko's words seemed to be planted in my mind, deeply rooted and could not be shaken off.

…………

[Fujii-kun, are you off work yet? ]

At nine o'clock in the evening, Fujii Itsuki had just walked out of the convenience store when he received a line from Ogihara Saki.

"Yeah, I just got off work and was about to take the subway home." He glanced back at the convenience store and typed a reply in the chat box as he walked.

At the same time, at the Ogiwara family.

Lying in front of a desk piled with books, Ogihara Saki twirled a pen boredly, her eyes fixed on the mobile phone next to her forearm.

"Weng—"

Feeling the vibration from her phone, she quickly picked it up and opened Line.

"I just got off work. Fujii-kun must have worked so hard." Ogiwara Saki said to herself with a hint of concern in her eyes.

She clearly remembered that Fujii Itsuki took the train to Higashioku at around three o'clock, and now it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

[Then... have you had dinner? ]

Ogihara Saki showed worry on her face. This time she was not trying to find a topic to chat, but was really worried about whether the other person was hungry.

[I haven't eaten yet, but I bought a lunch box to have as a midnight snack when I get home.]

Convenience stores in Japan are generally open 24 hours a day, at least around Tokyo.

Therefore, in order to sell out faster, perishable foods such as bento and boxed lunches are gradually discounted after 8 or 9 p.m.

Bento boxes that are not sold after midnight will even be given to employees as benefits.

Although Fujii Itsuki got off work early and could not enjoy the free lunch box, as an employee he enjoyed internal benefits and could get an additional discount on the original lunch box.

After two discounts, you can buy a bento with both meat and vegetables for the price of a pack of rice balls.

Walking to the subway station, Fujii Itsuki operated his mobile phone while swiping his Suica card to step onto the platform.

【Then remember to heat it up in the microwave before eating. Eating a cold bento can easily cause diarrhea. 】

Looking at the words popping up on the screen, Fujii Itsuki couldn't help but smile.

While waiting for the subway, he continued typing the next line.

[I see. You have to remind me of such a small matter. Aren't you too nosy, Ogihara? ]

"Ah, no, I..." Ogihara Saki was at a loss for words and was speechless.

"Have you been disliked by Fujii-kun?"

Her body seemed to be sucked into a bottomless vortex, and her eyes gradually lost their color.

Just as she was panicking and trying to type an explanation on the keyboard, the message in the chat box popped up again.

[But I don't hate it, because no one except you, Ogiwara, would ever tell me this.]

Ogihara Saki bit her lip and looked at the words with a complicated expression.

While I was secretly happy, there was also a hint of resentment in my heart.

[Fujii-kun, can you please finish your words at once next time? I thought...]

【Why? 】

[I thought you found me annoying...]

【Hahaha! Smiling emoji.】

[No, Fujii-kun, you did it on purpose! ]

Ogihara Saki suddenly realized something and her cheeks puffed up.

[Fujii-kun, how could you do this! ]

【Are you angry? 】

The subway arrived and Fujii Itsuki was squeezed into the carriage by the crowded crowd. He held the hanging ring with one hand and typed with the other.

[Then I apologize to you. I'm sorry, dear Ogihara Saki-san! Bowing little man.jpg]

【…】

Ogihara Saki typed a string of ellipsis and sent it.

She wanted to ignore it and not type anything, but she was afraid that Fujii Itsuki would worry.

[Are you still angry? I'll apologize to you in person on Monday. This will be more sincere, dear Ogihara Saki-san! ]

[…No, I’m not angry. ]

Feeling a little embarrassed by being called "Dear Ogihara Saki-san" all the time, Ogihara Saki typed these words with a blushing face.

[You can apologize even if you are not angry, dear Ogihara Saki-san. ]

[Okay, okay, I forgive you, my dear Fujii Itsuki! ]

She picked up a book and spread it over her face to hide the blush that spread from her pretty face to her neck.

Ogihara Saki leaned back in her chair, feeling as if the shyness in her heart was about to burst out.

"Saki, you're done!"

At this moment, she felt that she was just this open book to Fujii Itsuki.

Chapter 26 Shimizu Rin

After leaving the subway station, Fujii Itsuki walked along the streets of Minami-Senju.

Messages from Ogihara Saki popped up on the phone screen one by one, and Fujii Itsuki responded one by one as he walked.

[I'm going home now. Let's talk later.]

【Well, bye Fujii-kun. 】

"Dudu."

At the corner of the alley where Fujii's house was located, an orange taxi honked its horn and whizzed past Fujii Itsuki.

"It's late at night, and you're driving so fast in the alley!"

Fujii Itsuki couldn't help but glance sideways at the car.

If he hadn't been holding things in both hands and had no space, he would have definitely let the driver see the internationally accepted hand gesture.

"By the way, is anyone still taking a taxi this late?"

Fujii Itsuki raised his eyebrows.

You should know that taxi fares in Japan are almost the most expensive in the whole of Asia. Just looking at the numbers on the counter that continue to rise can give people a heart attack and make them stay away from taxis.

It costs about 3 yen (about 1400 yuan) to take a taxi from Tokyo Narita Airport to the city center, which is more expensive than the flight from Beijing to Tokyo.

Therefore, you can often see protagonists or supporting characters in Japanese dramas and comics being trapped at the station because they missed the last train.

It’s not that they don’t want to take a taxi home, but the fare is too high and they can’t afford it.

After 20 o'clock at night, taxi drivers will even increase the fare by %.

Such an expensive means of transportation does not seem to be affordable for people living in a small place like Minami-Senju.

"Om-"

Just when I was wondering, I suddenly heard the sound of a car engine in the front.

The orange-yellow old-fashioned taxi was now parked steadily in front of the gate of his yard.

"Click."

The taxi door opened and a slender, white thigh stepped out slowly.

The girl had long black hair and was about eighteen or nineteen years old.

A naturally cool and elegant face, completely natural, with delicate and perfect features, as if carefully carved.

There is a sense of indifference in her eyes and eyebrows, which are somewhat similar to Momonogi Eiko, as if she is indifferent to everything in the world.

She was wearing a private high school uniform with exquisite patterns and expensive materials. The upper body was a black, slim-fitting blazer and a light blue bow tie. There were six small words "Sungkyung Women's University" tattooed on her left chest.

The lower body is wearing a pleated skirt that just reaches above the knees, with black stockings on, revealing a small section of fair and well-proportioned calves.

The girl has a slender body and is tall, about 1.68 meters tall.

Her appearance made Fujii Itsuki briefly forget that he was in Arakawa District, which ranked last in economy among the 23 districts of Tokyo.

If you don’t know her, you might think she’s a rich girl from Minato Ward or Chiyoda.

The girl is Momonogi Eiko's eldest daughter and Shimizu Ai's biological sister - Shimizu Rin!

One is a cool girl who is so luxurious that she can take a taxi home and attends a prestigious private school. The other is an independent boy who squeezes into the subway after get off work and attends an ordinary university.

The two seemingly unrelated people are in the same picture by coincidence.

If they had never met, they would just be two parallel lines in life that would never intersect.

That will only make people sigh at the disparity in the world. Children of rich and poor people are full of inequality from the moment they are born.

But they happen to live under the same roof, which makes people wonder.

"Raise sons in poverty and daughters in wealth..." Fujii Itsuki shook his head in self-mockery and kicked a stone on the roadside.

"whispering sound--"

"Swish." Dragging a black suitcase, Shimizu Rin pushed open the door and walked into Fujii's house again after a week.

Although the accommodation environment in private schools is not bad, no matter how much you praise it, it can never compare to your own home.

"You're back..." Hearing the sound of the door opening, Shimizu Ai, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, turned her head.

"Hey, it's Ona-chan!"

Seeing that the person coming was her elder sister whom she hadn't seen for a few days, Qing Shui Ai showed a surprised expression and quickly threw herself into Qing Shui Lin's arms.

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"Oune-chan, why didn't you call Ai before you came back? I thought you were staying at school this week!"

"How could that be? School is school and home is home."

Shimizu Rin gently ruffled her sister Shimizu Ai's hair.

"Home is always more comfortable than school."

In front of her younger sister, a rare smile appeared on her cold face.

After Shimizu Rin, Fujii Itsuki pushed the door and walked in half a minute later.

Glancing at the two people hugging each other in the living room, showing their "sisterly love", Fujii Itsuki went up to the second floor without saying a word.

Qing Shui Lin glanced at his back calmly.

"Everything at home is indeed very comfortable..."

"Except for this eyesore!"

"Hey, Onii-chan, you're back too..." Shimizu Ai also leaned over to look at the stairs to the second floor.

"What did you call him?" Qingshui Lin's eyes narrowed.