Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

"Well, Dr. Sakura, what advice do you have for me?" Fujii Itsuki responded in the same way as Sakura Yuko did, imitating her tone.

"…What doctor?"

Hearing his words, Sakura Yuko rolled her eyes beautifully, raised her slender hand coated with hand cream and gently hit Fujii Itsuki's shoulder.

"I'm not even a graduate student yet."

At this time, Asada Ichiyo came out of the store manager's office a little late and just happened to see the two flirting with each other.

"That woman!"

"What is she doing?"

As if it was an automatic defense device of a machine, Asada Ichiyo's beautiful eyes narrowed instantly when she detected the threat.

"What did you apply? Why do your hands smell so good?" Fujii Itsuki asked subconsciously when he smelled a fresh fragrance.

"Hand cream for moisturizing and preventing dryness in winter..." Sakura Yuko said as she took out a tube of ointment-like hand cream from her pocket.

"Give me your hand, I'll apply some for you."

"Even boys should take care of their hands..." She was a few years older than Fujii Itsuki, and at this moment she naggled like a big sister next door, "Besides, it's winter now, if you get frostbite, you're doomed."

After evenly applying the hand cream on Fujii Itsuki's hands, Sakura Yuko raised the corners of her mouth as usual and said a few teasing words.

"It feels good, Fujii..."

"With such beautiful hands, it would be a shame if I didn't play the piano."

"Heh--" Upon hearing this, Fujii Itsuki laughed.

"Maybe I can play it?"

"Thanks, Yuko." After thanking Sakura Yuko, Fujii Itsuki left the convenience store through the automatic glass door.

"uh-huh--"

Humming a song and putting away the hand cream, Sakura Yuko rubbed her fair and smooth hands. Turning around, she saw a girl in a baseball cap. She was like an exquisite doll, with an expressionless face and cold eyes, staring at her without blinking.

"One...one leaf..."

This gaze without any emotion made Sakura Yuko's hair stand on end, and her body shivered uncontrollably.

"what?"

"What's wrong, Sakura-senpai..."

When he heard Sakura Yuko's voice, Asada Ichiyo's eyes instantly became clear, and his way of addressing Sakura Yuko changed from "that woman" to "Sakura-senpai".

"You scared me to death, Yiye."

"The look you had just now was so scary..." Her legs were still weak and Sakura Yuko was still frightened. She reached out to hold the cash register.

"Uh, sorry!"

"Maybe it's because I'm too tired to transport the goods into the warehouse..." Asada Ichiha apologized with his head down with a look of apology.

But what I was thinking in my heart was: Is there any way to keep Sakura-senpai away from Fujii-senpai?

……

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After leaving the convenience store, Fujii Itsuki stopped by the gift shop to pick out a few gifts.

It's wrong to stand someone up, not to mention that Christmas is approaching. Just think of it as celebrating Christmas in Chiba's house in advance.

It must be said that he had not seen Chiba and her daughter for a while. He did not know whether Aunt Chiba Rumi's cooking skills had deteriorated, and he did not know whether Chiba Shinoko, the bad girl, had been slacking off.

With anticipation in mind, we arrived at Chiba's house at exactly 11 o'clock in the morning.

"Ding-dong-"

I stood in front of the door and rang the doorbell of Chiba's house. Soon, a mature and pleasant woman's voice came from inside the house.

"Wait a moment, here it comes..."

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

The next second, the door was opened by a woman who was about thirty or forty years old, with a delicate and gentle face, and who looked somewhat like Chiba Shinoko.

With her loose ponytail tied in front of her chest and her charming body hidden behind her apron, Chiba Rumi's beautiful eyes lit up, and she called out to Fujii Itsuki warmly and gently, "Mr. Fujii, you're here!"

"...Please come in."

As she spoke, she took out the only pair of men's slippers from the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall, which was also a pair of slippers she bought specifically for Fujii Itsuki.

"Excuse me, Aunt Chiba."

After politely greeting Chiba Rumi, Fujii Itsuki changed into slippers and walked from the cold courtyard of the Chiba family's house into the warm air-conditioned living room.

"Sit down, I'll make you some tea."

Taking out a set of tea set from under the coffee table, Chiba Rumi brought out the freshly boiled kettle and made a cup of steaming hot strong tea for Fujii Itsuki.

"Long time no see, Mr. Fujii..."

"How have you been lately?" Chiba Rumi greeted him softly, sitting down on the sofa next to him.

"not bad……"

"I was just busy and forgot about the dinner I had planned with Aunt Chiba last time."

Fujii Itsuki smiled apologetically, picked up a shopping bag containing gifts and handed it to Chiba Rumi.

"Merry Christmas, Aunt Chiba!"

"Hey, is it for me?" A hint of surprise flashed in Chiba Rumi's eyes.

"Thank you!"

"I'm already an old lady, how can I celebrate Christmas like young people..."

When I opened the shopping bag, I found a palm-sized, exquisitely crafted Christmas tree inside.

"so beautiful!"

Chiba Rumi opened the package and played with it for a while. When she was about to find a place to put it as a decoration, she suddenly found an inconspicuous switch under the base of the Christmas tree.

"Say——"

With a light press, a gold-plated YSL Saint Laurent lipstick suddenly popped out.

At the same time, the boy's gentle and clean voice came to my ears.

"What old auntie..."

"Aunt Chiba is very young. If she dresses up a little, she will definitely be prettier than a movie star!"

The gold-gilded lipstick was reflected in her sight, and her heart beat faster unconsciously. Chiba Rumi took a deep breath, stroked her chest lightly with her slender hand, and a gentle and generous smile appeared on her pretty face.

"Hey, Mr. Fujii is really good at praising people!"

"Auntie is a little embarrassed..."

She was more than embarrassed. She felt her head getting hot, her cheeks burning, and her heart almost beating out of her chest!

In other words, she is too old. If she were a few years younger, she would definitely be blushing when flirted with.

"No, I'm just telling the truth."

"Maybe someone will ask Aunt Chiba to film a movie with her in the future..."

Fujii Itsuki laughed, then turned to look at Chiba Shinoko's bedroom and asked softly, "By the way, Aunt Chiba, where is the senior?"

"Here's another Christmas present for her." He picked up another shopping bag from under the coffee table.

"Shinoko..." When mentioning her daughter Chiba Shinoko, the embarrassment on Chiba Rumi's pretty face receded, and a hint of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"She didn't sleep well last night and accidentally caught a cold."

"We sent her to the hospital this morning but she refused to go. She just took the medicine and continued to sleep."

"...Really?" Hearing this, Fujii Itsuki paused and stood up with the shopping bag.

"Being sick is no small matter. Let me help my aunt persuade her."

"Hey, Mr. Fujii..." Although she was touched by his help, Chiba Rumi still reminded him softly: "Farewell, I can go and see it by myself."

"It could be the flu. There's a risk of infection."

"Flu?" Fujii Itsuki turned around and looked at Chiba Rumi, then continued walking forward.

"It doesn't matter……"

"Then we should persuade Senior Chiba to go to the hospital for treatment."

As he said that, he pushed open the door and walked into Chiba Shinoko's bedroom.

……

"Click——"

There was a slight sound of a door opening, her head felt dizzy and her breathing was blocked. The cold virus seemed to have degraded her senses, and Chiba Shinoko couldn't even hear the footsteps of the person coming.

The room was dark and the curtains were closed.

Lying flat in the warm bed, my limbs felt weak, as if I was cast into concrete, and every breath I took was a torment.

Half asleep and half awake, she smelled a rich floral scent. Even though her sense of smell was not very sensitive, Chiba Shinoko knew it was a rose.

as predicted……

When she opened her eyes, a pink Elsa rose suddenly came into her sight. Chiba Shinoko didn't know many flowers, but she knew this rose because Fujii Itsuki had once given her one.

Behind the rose was the face of a handsome boy whom I hadn't seen for many days.

"...What are you doing here?" Chiba Shinoko said in a weak voice and turned her pretty face away in annoyance.

If she hadn't gone to the bathroom to wash herself clean and fragrant after hanging up the phone last night so that she could meet Fujii Itsuki, she wouldn't have caught a cold this morning.

"I'm here to give you flowers." Fujii Itsuki said in a calm voice.

Chiba Shinoko's heart skipped a beat, but she still closed her eyes.

"This set of ideas is outdated..." she said sullenly.

I thought Fujii Itsuki would say something to comfort me softly, but after waiting for a long time with my eyes closed, he didn't say anything. Instead, he walked to the table and opened the box in the shopping bag.

“…Stinking Fujii!”

"No sympathy at all!"

As a last resort, Chiba Shinoko had to open her eyes again and secretly look in the direction of Fujii Itsuki.

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Chapter 309 Imported Toffees

"An illusion...?"

"Has the cold weakened your senses?"

Her eyes swept across the boy's profile, and Chiba Shinoko narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, her gaze fixed on Fujii Itsuki.

"Why do I feel like he's getting more and more handsome?"

"Could it be that it was moistened by that woman Ogihara..."

Thinking of this, Chiba Xiaozi felt even more uncomfortable. The blocked nasal cavity made her breathing difficult.

Until she saw Fujii Itsuki open the package and take out a pure white ceramic vase that was even more beautiful and exquisite than the one her mother Chiba Rumi owned.

After putting the Elsa rose into the vase, Fujii Itsuki walked over with the vase and placed it on Chiba Shinoko's bedside table, then opened the curtains to let in the warm midday sunlight.

"...Where did the vase come from?" Chiba Shinoko shrank into the quilt as if avoiding the sunlight, and muttered softly, but Fujii Itsuki still heard it.

"Of course it's for you too." Fujii Itsuki replied softly.

"Forget about sending flowers, but who would give someone a vase for no reason..."