Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

"drop--"

She took the residents' elevator to the 16th floor, entered the password to unlock the door, and Matsumoto Arina stepped into the home she hadn't returned to for nearly half a month.

"Click--" Xiao Lai from behind came in with a suitcase and closed the door.

"Miss, would you like something to eat?"

"I'll do it for you." After delivering the suitcase to Matsumoto Yuina's bedroom, Xiao Lai turned to the girl sitting on the bed and asked.

"No, I have no appetite..."

Lying on her back on the bed, feeling the long-lost softness and comfort, Matsumoto Arina dozed off slightly.

"How about vanilla ice cream, miss?"

"Not eating in the morning can lead to low blood sugar..." Xiao Lai advised softly.

"I can't eat anything now." Matsumoto Arina didn't even take off her clothes, she just pulled the quilt to cover her body.

"Miss..." A hint of worry flashed in Xiao Lai's eyes.

"The company lost so much money. I know you feel bad, but..."

"Get out!" She was interrupted by Matsumoto Arina's cold voice before she could finish her words.

"I'm going to go to bed."

"Yes..." Xiao Lai bit his lip lightly, bowed, turned and walked towards the bedroom door.

"Wait!" Matsumoto Arina, who had been listless just now, seemed to have noticed something and sat up from the bed in an instant.

"Xiao Lai, how do you know the company is losing money?"

"I don't remember telling you that?" She sat up and looked at the nanny Xiao Lai at the door with burning eyes.

"This..." Xiao Lai trembled and lowered his head subconsciously.

"I know it even if you don't tell me. Mom must have told you."

"Oh, you're well-informed. It's only been a few hours..."

Matsumoto Arina laughed at herself.

Sure enough, people’s hearts are against it.

Everyone supports the "President Matsumoto" who delegates power arbitrarily. Everyone wants to live a stable life and continue to suck blood from the agency.

Even though Matsumoto Yuriko had stepped down, he still informed her reluctantly, and was looking forward to her coming back day and night.

What exactly is the new president like me?

Mascot? Clown?

"I'm sorry, miss..." Xiao Lai pursed his lips and apologized sincerely.

"I don't need to apologize!" Matsumoto Arina scolded coldly.

"I just want to know, who in the company has been in close contact with my mother during this period?"

"Well, I..." Xiao Lai shrank his neck and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

In the Matsumoto family where the mother and daughter are at odds with each other, Xiao Lai, as the nanny, has been trying to find a balance between trying to please both sides.

She had heard and seen a lot of secrets of ladies and young ladies, but she would never tell them out loud.

"Just forget it if you don't want to tell me..." Matsumoto Arina's momentum relaxed and she had no intention of forcing Xiao Lai.

"Even Lai is on his mother's side?"

"Could it be that what they said is right, I am indeed a complete loser?"

"…Have I been deceiving myself?"

Tears welled up from her eyes again, and Matsumoto Arina lay down again with her back to Xiao Lai.

"Boom——"

There was thunder outside the window and the rain was getting heavier.

"Go out, Xiao Lai, I'm tired."

"I'm sorry, miss, I'm really, really sorry..." Tears welled up in Xiao Lai's eyes.

She knew that at this time, Matsumoto Arina should need someone to accompany her the most. But the lady was the head of the family, and she had always treated her well.

Matsumoto Arina had no intention of responding and lowered her head and buried herself in the quilt.

"Miss, please take care of your rest." Xiao Lai lowered his voice and tiptoed out.

As the door was about to close, his eyes inadvertently swept to the piano covered with a piano cloth in the corner.

Just like the day breaking through the clouds, Xiao Lai's eyes lit up and a young and handsome figure flashed through his mind.

……

Arakawa Ward, Fujii House.

There is a lazy atmosphere everywhere in the mornings of winter vacation.

Not only was there no gentle and sweet girlfriend to wake me up, but an annoying female imp replaced it.

The person who was happiest in the family about Ogihara Saki's departure was Shimizu Ai, who had been secretly competing with her.

The one who is close to the water gets the moon first. If Ogiwara Saki is not here, won't the house become Ai's world?

"Onii-chan, wake up!"

A clear and pleasant voice came to his ears, and before Fujii Itsuki, who was sleeping soundly, opened his eyes, his cheeks were grabbed by two soft little hands.

"Hurry up, Ai Yi made a loving breakfast!"

I opened my eyes dazedly, and what I saw was a cute little smiling face.

"What time is it?" Fujii Itsuki asked casually.

"It's half past eight, the sun is going to burn our butts!" As if urging, Shimizu Ai said as she shook her petite body.

"I'm not hungry..." However, Fujii Itsuki just responded perfunctorily, then wrapped himself in the quilt and prepared to sleep for a while.

"no!"

"Eat before you go to sleep. Ai Yi spent an hour making that!"

Seeing Fujii Itsuki's lack of motivation, Shimizu Ai puffed up her cheeks, hugged Fujii Itsuki's neck and rolled around, saying, "...If you don't eat it now, it will get cold!"

“Wuwuwu, Onii-chan~”

The pleading voice entered his ears, the hair tied in two ponytails kept teasing the side of his face, and he could feel the little female ghost crawling around his neck like a caterpillar. Fujii Itsuki could no longer bear it.

"Breakfast, huh?"

He raised his eyebrows and slowly uttered a word: "...Okay!"

……

At half past nine in the morning, the two of them sat lingeringly on the sofa in the living room, watching TV and eating breakfast.

Shimizu Ai baked pineapple pie today. It was a new recipe she had learned, so she emphasized that it took more than an hour to make.

"It tastes good..." Fujii Itsuki praised sincerely while chewing the pineapple pie with a rich texture and just the right sweetness and sourness.

"Of course!"

"Ai learned it step by step according to the teaching video!" Shimizu Ai raised her snow-white and smooth chin, without any modesty, and admitted it with great pride.

"It's a pity that the pineapple pie is already cold." Fujii Itsuki added with some regret.

A cold breakfast does affect your appetite in winter.

"boom--"

Hearing this, Shimizu Ai hit Fujii Itsuki's shoulder with her little fist in annoyance.

"It's because Onii-chan has been lying around and doesn't want to get up!"

She gritted her teeth, rolled her eyes at Fujii Itsuki, and then hugged Fujii Itsuki's arm intimately like a kitten.

"...Are you sure I'm the one who's staying in bed?" Putting down the pineapple pie he had taken two bites of, Fujii Itsuki turned his head and glanced at Shimizu Ai.

"Da da da."

As he was speaking, there were suddenly soft footsteps coming from the stairs.

Fujii Itsuki and Shimizu Ai looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall girl with long black hair and a delicate and cold face walking down slowly.

A well-tailored short tweed coat is paired with a wool shirt and a red and black plaid scarf is tied around the neck.

She wore a simple grey pleated skirt on the lower half of her body, revealing a pair of slender legs wrapped in thick black stockings, and black Mary Jane shoes on her feet.

No skills required, just pure beauty.

Shimizu Rin, carrying a canvas bag and holding an umbrella, walked over step by step under the gaze of the two people.

Looking at Shimizu Ai who was hugging Fujii Itsuki's arm on the sofa, her beautiful brows suddenly frowned.

"Cuddle up so early in the morning, are you two conjoined twins?"

She picked up the half remaining pineapple pie on Fujii Itsuki's plate and took a small bite.

"Yeah..." After hearing what her sister Shimizu Rin said, Shimizu Ai was not angry. Instead, she rubbed Fujii Itsuki's arm with her face with a smile.

"What's wrong, Ona-chan?"

Faced with her sister's close approach, Qing Shui Lin did not tolerate it and immediately said in a cold voice: "... Let go!"

"do not want!"

Shimizu Ai pouted, hugged Fujii Itsuki's arm tightly, and shouted stubbornly: "Onei-chan, spit out Ai's pineapple pie, and Ai will let go!"

"..." After thinking for a moment, Qing Shui Lin picked up another piece of pineapple pie from Fujii Itsuki's plate and said lightly: "Add two more minutes."

As she spoke, she took a graceful bite of pineapple pie and walked towards the entrance of Fujii's house.

"I went to school to take an exam."

"Click--" The door of Fujii's house closed, and only Fujii Itsuki and Shimizu Ai were left in the living room.

"Yes!"

"Finally, I can spend some time alone with my Onii-chan!" Letting go of her hand, Shimizu Ai cheered.

"It's too early for you to be happy..." Fujii Itsuki poured a basin of cold water on her head without any hesitation.

"I have to go to work in the store later."

"Om-"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone on the coffee table suddenly lit up and a line popped up.

He originally thought that it was Ogihara Saki asking him out, but when he picked it up, he found that the note on Line was from someone he had never chatted with since he added her as a friend.

1 minute ago, from "Xiao Lai".

[Mr. Fujii, do you have time now? ]

Chapter 282 The Rain Stopped (4k7)

“…Rai-chan?!”

A young woman about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, well-mannered and dressed like a servant gradually emerged in Fujii Itsuki's mind.

Whenever we meet, I would respectfully call him "Mr. Fujii".

The other party is the live-in nanny of the Matsumoto family. It seems that she joined the Matsumoto family after graduating from a vocational school at the age of 18.

Fujii Itsuki didn't remember any relationship between him and Xiao Lai, so what did it mean that he suddenly sent a line message to him?

"…Because of Matsumoto Yuriko?"

When the name "Matsumoto Yuriko" was mentioned, Fujii Itsuki's brows unconsciously frowned.

This wealthy woman with fair skin and beautiful looks had recently dealt a heavy blow to him by removing all her suppliers at once.

It was like finding a fly in the noodle soup while eating noodles. Although it did not cause any substantial damage to Fujii Itsuki, he was more or less disgusted.

In order to seamlessly connect with the new source of supply, Fujii Itsuki did not run around a lot, but he basically visited all the retail companies in his network.