Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

Chapter 50: Submission

The extremely seductive voice of Matsumoto Arina echoed in the empty room.

The night wind blew through his bangs, as if a beautiful and sweet-voiced witch was teasing him.

After hearing what Matsumoto Aruna said, Fujii Itsuki's expression seemed unusually calm.

There is no such thing as a good thing that falls suddenly from the sky.

Even if there is, it is impossible for it to hit you on the head by chance.

It’s not difficult to guess what Matsumoto Arina is thinking.

The boyfriend is fake, and the real purpose is to take advantage of the situation to disgust her mother!

What better way to vent anger than to take away what someone loves?

Like Shimizu Ai, this Miss Matsumoto, who looks nonchalant but is actually proud in her heart, is definitely a true "filial daughter"!

"Ms. Arina, what will happen if I refuse?"

Fujii Itsuki did not agree immediately because he thought twice before making any move.

"Ok?"

"Honestly, I don't like being rejected."

With her delicate brows furrowed, Matsumoto Arina lowered her head to look at the manicure she had just done a few days ago, with a proud attitude, and it was obvious that she didn't care about an insignificant little person like Fujii Itsuki.

She slowly raised her pretty face, her eyes beneath her long eyelashes filled with undisguised contempt and disgust.

"If you dare to refuse me, I will call the security guards downstairs to beat you to death and throw you out of my house like garbage!"

"Don't overestimate your importance in my mother's heart. Compared to me, your own daughter, what are you?"

"Even if I beat you to a quadriplegic, she would at most just scold me a few words."

Although it was a calm tone and gentle voice, it contained a strong sense of threat when it came out of Matsumoto Yuina's mouth.

Before Fujii Itsuki could say anything, she suddenly showed a bright smile as if she was wearing a mask.

"Of course, I'm 100% sure you will agree to me!"

"After all, I'm prettier and my offer is higher. You have no reason to refuse, right?"

"But it's not that easy to be my man..."

She paused and stroked the strap that had slipped off her shoulder.

"In the customs of many countries, expressing submission often requires..."

"Kneel before me!"

She held up her full breasts with both hands and looked up, as if a Brahmin was looking down on the inferior Shudras, with her arrogance evident in her words.

"madman!"

"Mother and daughter are indeed of the same character!"

Looking at Matsumoto Arina with her chin raised and a look of alms, Fujii Itsuki remained silent, took a step forward and held her slender ankle.

"Hahaha, interesting!"

Seeing that he had indeed made a choice that satisfied her, Matsumoto Arina laughed so hard that her body shook with a sickly blush on her pretty face.

"Right, that is it!"

"I'm going to take a picture of it and send it to that woman to have a good look at!"

As if she had imagined the exciting scene of Yuriko Matsumoto's boyfriend surrendering at her feet, Arina Matsumoto fumbled to pick up the mobile phone beside the pillow, ready to take a picture and send it to Yuriko Matsumoto.

However, just as her fingers touched the phone, she heard Fujii Itsuki's unhurried voice.

"Miss Youcai's conditions are indeed very tempting..."

"Pah." Fujii Itsuki slapped Matsumoto Arina's feet away with disgust on his face.

"But I refuse."

"Huh?" Matsumoto Arina paused and her expression suddenly changed.

"What did you say?"

She looked at her feet that were slapped away like a fly, and then looked at the undisguised look of disgust on Fujii Itsuki's face, as if he was afraid that she had athlete's foot, which was contagious.

Matsumoto Arina felt as if she was offended, and anger suddenly surged in her heart.

"asshole!"

She raised her leg and kicked Fujii Itsuki hard in the stomach!

"Who do you think you are!"

"He's just a kept gigolo!"

Matsumoto Yuina has been practicing karate for five years. Although she is not particularly talented, she is already a second-degree black belt in Kyokushin karate, which is more than enough for her to beat an ordinary boy.

However, this kick, which seemed to her to be so sudden and almost certain to hit her, was effortlessly dodged by Fujii Itsuki who dodged sideways at a close distance.

"You still dare to hide?"

With her eyebrows furrowed, a hint of surprise and horror appeared in Matsumoto Arina's eyes, and then she was quickly overwhelmed by anger. She stood up and kicked Fujii Itsuki in the waist with a whip-like kick.

As someone who had systematically studied karate, she naturally knew several vulnerable parts of the human body.

As long as this attack can successfully hit the waist and kidneys, Fujii Itsuki will either fall to the ground or his internal organs will be permanently damaged!

Although her movements were sharp and decisive, in the eyes of Fujii Itsuki, who was in the state of intermediate kendo, she was full of flaws.

No matter it is the Chinese sword, the Japanese sword, the Western sword... as long as it is kendo, it is inseparable from one word - fast!

As if hanging a painting, she took a half step back and narrowly avoided the fierce kick from Matsumoto Arina. While her middle door was wide open, Fujii Itsuki raised his leg and kicked Matsumoto Arina hard on the back.

"puff--"

After being kicked directly, Arina Matsumoto lost her balance and fell onto the bed.

Seeing this, Fujii Itsuki took advantage of the situation and pressed forward, pressing his knees against Matsumoto Arina's spine, locking her two white and slender arms tightly and pushing them behind her back!

Only a few seconds passed from the start to the end of the fight.

By the time Matsumoto Arina reacted, she was already being pinned down by Fujii Itsuki like a prisoner, unable to move at all.

"What the hell!"

"How come this pretty boy is so strong!?"

"He looks skinny and frail!"

"hiss--"

"it hurts!"

There was a brief distortion of a few seconds, and the pain of her arm almost dislocating made Matsumoto Arina gasp.

"Let me go, asshole!"

She turned her head and shouted at Fujii Itsuki behind her.

"Scum, garbage, vile stuff!"

"Let go quickly, or I'll have someone beat you to death!"

Matsumoto Yuina kept spitting, her anger turned into one sentence: "Xiao Lai, call the security guard——!"

Before she could utter the word "An", Fujii Itsuki quickly clamped her chin.

"Ho-"

Matsumoto Arina felt pain in her tooth joints and made a hoarse sound.

Chapter 51: Really Ordinary

"Ping ping pong pong!"

"Rustling!"

The noisy noise in the room could be vaguely heard by the maid Xiao Lai in the kitchen several meters away.

"pat-"

Xiao Lai shrank his neck and had to turn on the stove to cover up the strange sound.

"The lady..."

"Mr. Fujii is still Madam's guest after all."

"Isn't this a bit bad?"

He shook his head to get rid of the chaotic thoughts.

Xiao Lai looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and continued cutting vegetables on the chopping board.

To be a qualified maid, she has to play the triple role of blind, deaf and mute.

There are some things that cannot be seen, heard, or said.

……

In the bedroom.

Matsumoto Arina was still struggling with her last bit of strength.

Her beautiful eyes were now bulging with anger as she glared at Fujii Itsuki. If her eyes could speak, she would have already greeted Fujii Itsuki's entire family thousands of times.

"Asshole, bastard!"

"Go to hell!"

"You stinking sewer rat!"

As if irritated by Matsumoto Arina's murderous look, Fujii Itsuki raised his hand and slapped her hard in the face.

"Snapped--"

With the crisp sound of slaps echoing throughout the bedroom, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, Matsumoto Arina finally calmed down.

She seemed to have lost her soul, with her hair disheveled. She turned her face stiffly and looked at Fujii Itsuki in a daze.

“This is the Matsumoto residence!”

"It's my house!"

"How dare he!!!"

Fujii Itsuki pulled up her soft black wavy hair like pulling up onions, fiddling with a rag doll, and forced her to look at him.

The pain of her scalp almost tearing apart made Matsumoto Arina show a painful expression. She closed her eyes tightly and her handsome facial features were distorted together.

"Ms. Youcai, who is the dead dog now?"

The whole world seemed to be still, but suddenly the boy's indifferent voice came to my ears.

When I opened my eyes, I saw his calm but extremely oppressive eyes.

"pain……"

"it hurts!"

"Even if we call in security, they probably won't be a match for him!"

Matsumoto Arina's delicate body was shaking, her pupils seemed to be dilated, and she timidly raised her head following the force in his hand.

The anger in my chest disappeared in an instant at this moment.

Her lips trembled, and she made no sound. The arrogant expression she had just had was gone, and she looked at Fujii Itsuki timidly with a pair of frightened eyes.

Letting go of the hair in his hands, Fujii Itsuki retreated to the edge of the bed.

"boom--"

And Matsumoto Arina curled up like a caterpillar and fell weakly on the bed.

"Dong dong."