Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

"Fujii-kun!" She called softly to Fujii Itsuki in front of her.

"What's wrong?" Fujii Itsuki turned around and looked at her.

Ogihara Saki hugged the canvas bag tightly, her pretty face flushed with an unusual blush, perhaps out of shyness or excitement.

"Fujii-kun..." She mustered up the courage to shout to Fujii Itsuki.

"I'm pretty, right?"

"I am very attractive now, right?"

There are tall sycamore trees planted on both sides of the campus's shade trees. The girl is standing under the sycamore tree, and the blush on her pretty face is more dazzling than the sunlight behind her.

After thinking for a few seconds, Fujii Itsuki uttered a word: "Yes."

"So... does what Fujii-kun said last time still count?"

"What did you say last time? What did you mean?" Fujii Itsuki asked back with a little confusion.

The next second, the girl stepped forward and answered with action.

Ogihara Saki stood on tiptoe and kissed the side of his face lightly.

"It was Fujii-kun who asked me to kiss him..." Ogiwara Saki blushed but kept speaking confidently.

"Oh, you mean the time last Saturday." Fujii Itsuki touched the wetness on his cheek and understood instantly.

"So you made an excuse to run away, not because you were shy, but because you felt you were not pretty enough?"

"Pfft——" Fujii Itsuki couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Hearing his undisguised laughter, Ogihara Saki's pretty face became even redder.

"I see. No wonder there's a saying that beauty is a woman's courage. So today you've dressed up beautifully, so you'll naturally become more courageous!"

"Stop talking, stop talking..." As if her underwear had been stripped off, Ogihara Saki covered her burning face with her hands, wishing she could turn into a groundhog and burrow into the ground.

Seeing this, Fujii Itsuki gave up the idea of teasing her any further and took the initiative to hold Ogiwara Saki's soft, white hand.

"Come on, I'll take you home."

Chapter 74 Ogihara Ayako

On the train bound for Kita-Senju, Fujii Itsuki held onto the handrail and carried Ogihara Saki to a corner of the carriage amid the crowded crowd.

His eyes looked through the glass window and focused on the scenery outside that was rapidly receding.

Ogiwara Saki gently took Fujii Itsuki's other hand, as if she couldn't sit still, and pressed her warm palm against Fujii Itsuki's palm, interlocking their fingers.

After letting go, he used his tender index finger to slowly stroke inward along the lines on Fujii Itsuki's palm.

"What kind of crazy thing are you doing?"

"Can you read palms?"

Fujii Itsuki withdrew his gaze from the window and looked at the pretty girl who was standing right in front of him.

"Ah?!" Ogiwara Saki subconsciously let go of Fujii Itsuki's hand like a frightened little rabbit.

But when she thought about how she had already kissed him just now, holding hands wouldn't be a big deal, so she plucked up the courage to hold his hand again.

"In fact, I am the descendant of Mizuno Nanboku (a famous fortune teller in the Edo period of Japan)..."

Holding Fujii Itsuki's hand, Ogiwara Saki spoke nonsense in a serious manner.

"Let me help you take a look..."

"Palmistry says that you will go through many hardships, but will fall in love smoothly in the end."

"That's enough..." Fujii Itsuki pulled his hand back and pinched Ogiwara Saki's smooth face rudely.

"I gave you a way out and you really took it!"

Ogihara Saki curved her eyebrows and gave an embarrassed smile.

Just as Fujii Itsuki said, after becoming beautiful, she became much more confident.

"But, Ogiwara, why didn't you try to dress yourself up before?"

"Because..." Ogihara Saki paused.

"Because my mother won't let me."

"Is it because of your family education? But you are already this old."

"I don't know exactly why. I was raised by my mother. My father abandoned us when my mother was pregnant with me and went abroad to form a new family with another woman."

Ogihara Saki's tone gradually became lower.

"My mother has always been very strict with me. I just have to do whatever she says and I can't question it."

Ogihara Saki only said this much. She opened her arms and hugged Fujii Itsuki's waist, burying her head in Fujii Itsuki's chest.

Feeling the trembling body of the girl in his arms and smelling the fresh fragrance emanating from her, Fujii Itsuki said a few words of comfort softly, then put his arms around her back and stood there all the way to Kita-Senju Station.

"Click."

After getting off the bus, the two walked out of the station hand in hand with the crowd, crossed several busy streets and arrived at Ogihara Saki's home.

"I won't go in. I have to go to work later."

After sending Ogiwara Saki to her doorstep, Fujii Itsuki said goodbye.

"Well, see you tomorrow, Fujii-kun!"

Ogihara Saki had a gentle smile on her face, holding a canvas bag in one hand and waving with the other.

Just as she opened her mouth to say goodbye, the door of Ogiwara's house was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

Seeing the woman walking out of the house, Ogihara Saki's face turned pale, like a small animal encountering a natural enemy in the food chain, and she shouted in a trembling voice: "Mom...Mom..."

After hearing what Ogihara Saki said, Fujii Itsuki looked over.

Standing at the door of Ogiwara's house was a woman in her thirties, whose facial features were somewhat similar to Ogiwara Saki, with a delicate appearance and a charming manner.

She was wearing a fitted skirt and her straight, slender legs were wrapped in black stockings.

She is tall and has an outstanding temperament.

But unlike the pampered and wealthy Matsumoto Yuriko, she seems to have a more worldly air.

"Hello, Auntie. I'm Ogiwara's classmate, Fujii Itsuki."

Fujii Itsuki greeted politely.

Since she is Ogihara Saki's mother, she must leave a good impression when they meet for the first time.

But the woman in front of him seemed not to have heard his words, her face was as cold as ice, as if a layer of frost was about to form in this September weather.

"Saki, you go in first." Ogiwara Ayako ignored Fujii Itsuki and said lightly to her daughter Ogiwara Saki.

"Mom, Fujii-kun..."

"Ok?"

Ogihara Saki wanted to explain, but was glared back by Ogihara Ayako.

Under the pressure of her mother Ayako Ogiwara's long-standing intimidation, Saki Ogiwara could only look deeply at Fujii Itsuki, lowered her head and walked into the Ogiwara house obediently.

"Fujii Itsuki, right?" Ogiwara Ayako held her chest with her hands and looked at the boy in front of her with extremely cold eyes.

"I don't care who you are or what your relationship with Saki is."

"From today on, you must cut off all contact with Saki. You are not allowed to talk to her anymore, and you are not allowed to come to our house again!"

"Did you hear that clearly?"

Ayako Ogiwara said this, like a volcano about to erupt, trying hard to suppress her anger.

"If I find out that you and Saki are in contact again, I will call the police and have you arrested for 'harassment'!"

"boom!"

After saying this, before Fujii Itsuki could speak, Ogiwara Ayako turned around and slammed the door of the Ogiwara house.

"What a fierce auntie..."

Not only did Ogihara Saki's mother spit on me for no apparent reason, she didn't even give me a chance to explain.

Fujii Itsuki frowned slowly.

……

Inside the Ogiwara residence, just one door away.

Looking at her mother Ayako Ogihara's expressionless face, Ogihara Saki knew that she was about to explode.

"Mom, I'm sorry..."

Ogihara Saki lowered her head, her body shivering slightly.

"Saki, I've warned you many times not to dress up too pretty, but have you ever heard me?"

Looking at her pure and charming daughter, who was even more beautiful than when she was young, Ogiwara Ayako not only did not look happy at all, but frowned and became furious.

"Look at yourself now!"

"Did you listen to a word I said?"

"I'm sorry..." Ogihara Saki shrank her neck and uttered these words in a low voice.

"And what about that boy just now?"

"Didn't I strictly forbid you from communicating with boys?"

"Ogihara Saki, do you really regard me as your mother in your heart?"

"Pa!" Ogiwara Ayako was furious and raised her hand and slapped her daughter Ogiwara Saki on the face.

Along with the crisp sound of a slap, Ogihara Saki covered her face in pain, tears almost bursting out.

"Where's your cell phone? Hand it over!"

Without any mercy, Ayako Ogihara took out the cell phone from Saki Ogihara's pocket.

"From today on, you are not allowed to dress up in flashy clothes, and you are not allowed to contact that boy named Fujii Itsuki anymore!"

"Did you hear that?"

"Yes..." Ogihara Saki sobbed softly and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes aggrievedly.

Noticing the tears on her daughter's face, Ogihara Ayako's heart was slightly touched, but she still kept a straight face and said in an unquestionable tone: "Saki, Mom is doing this for your own good!"

"There is nothing good about men!"

"It's better to cry now than later. In the future you will understand your mother's good intentions."

"I'm going to work. You should reflect on yourself at home!"

After saying this, Ayako Ogiwara left the Ogiwara residence without looking back.

Chapter 75 Bar

Arakawa-ku, Higashio-ku.

In the manager's office of the convenience store, Fujii Itsuki glanced boredly at the documents piled on the table.

He picked up a few income and expenditure statements and checked them for a while, absent-mindedly.

Fujii Itsuki was thinking about what happened in front of the Ogiwara residence before.

Japanese society is open to dating, and there is no such thing as premature love. Moreover, he and Ogihara Saki are already over 18 years old, so there is no problem even if they go to the district office to register for marriage now.

But Ogiwara Ayako had a cold look on her face, as if she was trying to break up a couple in love. Not only did she spit in his face, she even threatened him, as if Fujii Itsuki was her enemy for eight lifetimes.

He and Ogihara Saki haven't officially started dating yet, and even when introducing themselves, they said they were each other's classmates.

Could it be that Ayako Ogiwara can't even tolerate relationships with classmates?

For the time being, Fujii Itsuki is helpless as she is Ogihara Saki's mother.

Does he have to repay her with his true heart and use his sincerity day by day to impress Ogiwara Ayako?

“…It’s a headache.”