Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

"Damn Shimizu Rin!"

“It should be okay if it appears in different frames, right?”

Holding Fujii Itsuki's neck, Matsumoto Arina slowly leaned her face against his shoulder.

This new generation beautiful singer who became popular overnight on music software was sitting in Fujii Itsuki's arms, singing softly and coquettishly with her beautiful voice.

"There's no surveillance in the president's office. Once the door is closed, who knows what's going on inside?"

My nose smelled a light, elegant and pleasant scent from the boy. It didn't seem like the body odor of other girls, but rather it came from his own faint sandalwood scent.

"It won't hurt to be careful. There is no wall that is completely airtight." Fujii Itsuki's expression remained unchanged, and he still showed no intention of giving in.

"Yeah, be careful, I will definitely be careful." Matsumoto Arina nodded repeatedly and acted like a rogue.

"I'll have Asami and Futaba move to the office on the 11th floor later, leaving only the two of us on the 12th floor."

"...Don't avoid the important issues!" Fujii Itsuki raised his eyebrows.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

"Mr. President."

Just at this moment, accompanied by the clear and pleasant voice of a young girl, there was a brief knock on the door.

Fujii Itsuki and Matsumoto Arina looked towards the door at the same time, and then looked at each other tacitly.

"Get up, I have to work."

"You can get up, but you can't distance yourself from me."

With her beautiful face raised high, Matsumoto Arina said seriously, "I will definitely be very careful. Even if the media finds out, I will pay for PR myself."

"…Trouble." Fujii Itsuki did not comment.

Matsumoto Arina turned around and shouted to the door, "Come in."

"Why is there a sound of vegetable sauce?"

"Did I go to the wrong office?"

Standing in front of the door holding a stack of documents, Futaba Asada took a step back and looked at the doorplate. After confirming that it was the "Vice President's Office", he hesitantly turned the doorknob and walked in.

"Mr. President, here are some documents that need your signature..."

"Um, President Matsumoto is here too."

Asada Futaba pretended to know nothing and politely greeted Matsumoto Arina who was sitting in Fujii Itsuki's arms.

"Go ahead and get busy, Fujii." In front of Asada Futaba, Matsumoto Arina deliberately gave Fujii Itsuki a light kiss on the cheek, then stood up and slowly left the vice president's office.

As they passed each other, she gave Asada Futaba a warning glare.

If I wasn't afraid of forcing the other party to Qingshui Lin's camp, I would never forgive this woman who added fuel to the fire!

“I don’t want to post that photo either…”

Asada Futaba lowered his head with an innocent look on his face.

"My hand just slipped."

"Besides, I'm just a mouthpiece. If there's any score to settle, you should go to Shimizu-san!"

"Bang——" The office door slammed shut with a sound, and Asada Futaba's delicate body trembled slightly.

"Salary, allowance, year-end bonus..."

She continued to inject vitality into herself in her heart, and finally she had some motivation to go to work.

To be honest, Asada Futaba's work intensity is not high, and it mainly revolves around Fujii Itsuki. It's this bastard president who occasionally bullies her as a secretary.

Taking the document from Asada Futaba, Fujii Itsuki read it carefully, wrote his name on the signature page with a fountain pen, and asked Asada Futaba softly: "Why, did you offend her?"

"She seemed to have great ill will towards you just now."

"Um, this..." Asada Futaba's beautiful face under her short hair was suddenly embarrassed, and she obviously didn't want Fujii Itsuki to recall the past.

Otherwise, wouldn't this guy's exploitation of me become even worse?

"Maybe President Matsumoto is in a bad mood today."

She laughed, raised her head and met a pair of eyes as calm as water.

"Tell the truth." Fujii Itsuki's voice was cold without any emotion.

“Really…”

"You just know how to bully me!"

Taking out the cell phone from his coat pocket, Asada Futaba's thin shoulders slumped and he could only reluctantly forward the photo to Fujii Itsuki.

"When Shimizu-san asked me to forward the photo last night, I accidentally sent this photo to President Matsumoto as well."

"Om-"

As soon as she finished speaking, a message popped up on Fujii Itsuki's phone on the table.

When I clicked on it, I saw the photo of him being kissed by Asada Futaba when he pretended to be drunk when he visited Asada's house.

Fujii Itsuki's brows suddenly frowned.

"That happened so long ago, why haven't you deleted the photos yet?"

"You...you didn't ask me to delete it." Asada Futaba turned his face away guiltily.

"Forget it, it's up to you."

"That matter ends here. For Yiye's sake, I don't want to argue with you any further."

Standing up from the boss chair, Fujii Itsuki stuffed the signed document into Asada Futaba's arms.

"Let's go to the marketing and publicity department."

……

……

Adachi-ku, Kita-Senju.

It was a little after eight in the morning. The temperature was low, the northwest wind was blowing, the streets were deserted, and there was already a bit of Christmas atmosphere.

"Clap--"

Rubbing her cold hands, Shimizu Ai knocked on the door of the Ogiwara residence.

After about ten seconds, the door was opened from the inside.

"Aiyi-chan, why are you here?"

"Come in quickly, it's cold outside..." Looking at the girl standing at the door with her little face red from the cold, Ogihara Saki hurriedly grabbed her icy little hand.

"Saki-sister, Onii-chan gave me your address and asked me to come to you to review my lessons."

Hearing Ogihara Saki's gentle and caring tone, and looking at the gentle face so close to her, Shimizu Ai bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth and called out in a tender voice: "...Sister-in-law!"

"Ah?!" Ogihara Saki was stunned.

"Saki, are there any guests?" At this time, Ayako Ogiwara, who had just got off work, walked over from the bedroom.

Seeing this mature woman with delicate features and charming manners, who was somewhat similar to Ogihara Saki, Shimizu Ai subconsciously greeted her, "...Hello, sister-in-law!"

"what?!"

"Sister-in-law's mother?" Ogiwara Ayako was also stunned for a moment.

……

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Chapter 322: Not Fighting Is Fighting

"boom--"

Gently closing the door of the house, Ogihara Saki took out Fujii Itsuki's pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet in the entrance and placed them at Shimizu Ai's feet.

"Aiyi-chan, there are no extra slippers at home."

"This pair is from the tree..."

"Yeah, okay." When she heard that they were Fujii Itsuki's shoes, Shimizu Ai took off her canvas shoes immediately without caring whether they fit or not, and put her little feet wrapped in white socks into Fujii Itsuki's shoes.

While she was changing her shoes, Ogihara Ayako, who was standing beside the sofa, put her hands on her chest, looked at her daughter Ogihara Saki's pretty and delicate face, and asked softly: "Saki, who is this..."

"I'm Onii-chan's Ichimodo!" Before Ogiwara Saki could speak, Shimizu Ai introduced herself.

It seemed as if she had said nothing, so she reorganized her words and pretended to be a good girl. With a bright and lovely smile on her face, she bowed politely to Ogiwara Ayako.

"Hello, sister-in-law, I'm Fujii Itsuki's younger sister, Shimizu Ai!"

Ignoring the strange name, this cute little face and the polite and sensible tone did make Ayako Ogiwara feel more favorable towards her.

"Just call her Auntie. 'Sister-in-law' sounds a bit weird."

Ayako Ogiwara's pretty face, which was somewhat similar to her daughter Saki Ogiwara, smiled slightly.

"By the way, you just said that you are Xiaoshu's sister?"

She looked up and down at the girl in front of her who had changed into slippers.

A pretty little face that is still childish, with regular features, soft cheeks, and two playful and cute ponytails tied behind the head.

Her neck is white and delicate, her figure is thin and petite, much shorter than Ogiwara Saki who is 1.6 meters tall. Her two white calves under the pleated skirt are straight and thin.

No matter how you look at her, she is cute, but she doesn't look like that little bastard Fujii Itsuki.

"Yes, sister, no blood relationship."

Shimizu Ai narrowed her clear eyes into crescents and explained to Ogiwara Ayako, "I call him Onii-chan because we've been living together."

"I see." Ogiwara Ayako nodded slightly.

“I just said it…”

"How could that brat have such a cute and sensible sister?"

"Saki, you guys chat."

"Remember to cut some fruit for Ai Yi. I'm going back to my room to sleep."

After giving instructions to her daughter Ogihara Saki, Ogihara Ayako, who had not slept all night, turned and walked towards the bedroom.

"boom--"

When Ogiwara Ayako's graceful figure disappeared from sight, Shimizu Ai's small face with a bright smile immediately fell, and she grabbed Ogiwara Saki's arm aggrievedly.

"Sister Saki..."

Tears were brewing in her eyes, as if she was expecting Ogiwara Saki, the wife, to make the decision for her.

"What's wrong, Ai-chan?" Reaching out her slender hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Shimizu Ai's eyes, Ogihara Saki asked with concern on her face.

"Saki-sister, do you still keep your promise to Ai?"

"As long as Ai Yi calls you 'sister-in-law', I won't mind anything..."

Shimizu Ai's eyes were filled with tears, and she raised her little face and looked at Ogiwara Saki.

Rather than saying that she came to surrender to Ogihara Saki, it would be more accurate to say that she came to ask Ogihara Saki to take her in.

The Fujii residence is now completely owned by her sister Shimizu Rin. Last night, Shimizu Ai finally found an opportunity, but Shimizu Rin actually ignored the long-standing rules between the two.

If she continues like this, she might be chased under the bed by her sister!

As a last resort, Shimizu Ai had to choose to join Ogihara Saki.

"Of course it counts..." Although she didn't know what happened, Ogihara Saki still answered softly.

Just a few days ago, Ai Yi-chan was still confident that she would compete fairly with her?

It's only been a short time. Ai-chan is a very proud and outstanding girl. How could she give up so quickly?

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't change your words. You are Shu's sister, which means you are my sister."

Ogihara Saki's slender hand gently stroked Shimizu Ai's soft and lovely face, and her voice was sincere, mixed with a hint of warmth.

"As long as Ai Yi-chan is willing, you can always live with us in the future."