Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

Fujii Itsuki couldn't help but frown.

Well, now what Ogihara Saki said has come true.

Their journey had already been bumpy before they even fell in love.

Just as I was feeling worried, there was a knock on the door of the manager's office.

"Dong dong dong."

"Come in." Fujii Itsuki said softly.

"Click."

With the sound of the door opening, a pure and beautiful woman walked into the room.

"What's up?"

The person who came was Fujii Itsuki's former senior and current subordinate, Sakura Yuko.

"Can't I come to you if nothing happens?"

Sakura Yuko had a bright smile on her face. After closing the door, she walked slowly towards Fujii Itsuki.

"Why do you look so depressed? Who made you angry?"

"No comment." Fujii Itsuki said lightly.

"Don't be so cold. Do you need me to help the manager solve his problems?" Sakura Yuko blinked her beautiful big eyes, sat down next to Fujii Itsuki with her butt against the desk.

"Just say what you want to say, or I'll kick you out..." Fujii Itsuki slowly crossed his legs.

Sakura Yuko curled her lips when she heard this.

"I just want to ask you a favor. I have a lot of classes these weeks, and I haven't completed all the credits yet, so I want to switch classes with Asada."

Since ancient times, people who ask for help are three inches shorter than those who ask for help. She couldn't help but reveal a flattering smile on her pretty face.

"Hehe, you're a frequent visitor to nightclubs, a guy who has fun all day long, now you know how to focus on studying?" Fujii Itsuki said unhappily.

"No way, I want to catch a rich husband but I can't..."

"It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others, so I have to work hard on my own."

After all, since she knew Fujii Itsuki very well, Sakura Yuko was not afraid of being laughed at by him, so she just told him everything.

"After all, I studied at a prestigious university and I'm pretty, so it shouldn't be hard for me to find a good job after graduation."

She supported herself on the desk with her hands, her two slender white thighs swaying slightly, and she looked at Fujii Itsuki without blinking.

"So you are planning to become a good person?" Fujii Itsuki said with a hint of teasing.

"Whatever you say..." Sakura Yuko's pretty face turned red and she spat at him in her heart.

What's the difference between being a good person and not being a good person?

It sounds like she was a prostitute in a brothel, and when she got tired of having fun, she found an honest man to marry.

"What about Asada? Have you discussed it with her?" Fujii Itsuki asked softly.

"Well, she has agreed."

"Okay, I'll swap your shifts later."

Since the real owner, Asada Ichiyo, has agreed, Fujii Itsuki naturally won't have any objection.

"Oh, did you agree so easily?" Sakura Yuko tilted her head, her expression slightly surprised.

"You don't need me... uh huh..."

She winked at Fujii Itsuki and gave him a look that showed we both knew what was going on.

"Boom."

"Shut up!" Fujii Itsuki picked up a pen and tapped Sakura Yuko on the head.

"If you were changing shifts to hang out at a nightclub, I might have stopped you, but if you were here to earn credits, that's a different matter."

"I didn't expect that the store manager is quite humane..." Sakura Yuko's eyes flashed slightly and she looked deeply at Fujii Itsuki.

"If you've taken advantage of me, get out of here. I'm in a bad mood. Be careful or I'll regret it later."

"Are you in a bad mood?" Sakura Yuko licked her pink lips.

……

"Fujii, I heard you got promoted to store manager!"

At around six o'clock in the evening, Daishi Narita, who was in charge of delivering bento boxes, drove the truck to the front of the convenience store.

"Well, I was just lucky..." Fujii Itsuki said modestly, took the list he handed over and signed it.

"Why are you so sad? He's the store manager. He makes much more than I do driving a truck."

Narita Daishi winked and bumped Fujii Itsuki's shoulder with his shoulder.

"How about I take you to Shinjuku to celebrate after get off work?"

"Forget it, I'm not interested." Fujii Itsuki stuffed the ballpoint pen into the chest pocket of Narita Daishi's work clothes.

"Don't be such a pity!"

"Don't worry, it's not a sex shop, we can just go to a bar and sit together and chat with the ladies to relieve boredom."

"If Sakura knew I took you to a brothel, she would kill me."

"Bar?" Fujii Itsuki raised his eyelids, knowing that the other party mistakenly thought that he and Sakura Yuko were a couple, but he was too lazy to explain.

"It's okay if you don't drink alcohol. There are juices and drinks. The bar also invites bands to perform every week."

Seeing that Fujii Itsuki was still silent, Narita Daishi couldn't wait to help him move the lunch box into the convenience store.

"It's settled then. I'll be off work after I drop off the next family, and I'll come pick you up then."

After patting Fujii Itsuki's arm, Narita Daishi climbed into the driver's seat and drove the truck away.

About an hour later, the two appeared again in a bar called "soulbar" in Shinjuku 2-chome.

It is called a bar, but it is actually a large nightclub.

The store was dimly lit, with only the neon lights dazzling the eyes.

Two rappers were invited to the stage to liven up the atmosphere. There was explosive music playing and young men and women were swaying in the middle of the dance floor.

"1, 2, 3..."

Fujii Itsuki was counting the salt grains embedded in the rim of the salty cocktail glass in boredom, completely out of tune with the noisy atmosphere in the bar.

"I just mocked Sakura Yuuko for being a frequent visitor to nightclubs not long ago."

"It's a matter of time. Now it's my turn."

Once Narita comes back from the bathroom, just find an excuse to leave.

Fujii Itsuki was thinking with his chin supported by one hand, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking towards the bar.

"There's a promotion going on in the store today, all drinks are 10% off!"

"Everyone, have fun!"

The figure replaced the rapper, stood on the stage and spoke confidently, then picked up a cocktail and drank it all.

"Alas!"

"Long live Sister Ayako!"

The young men and women in the audience immediately started to cheer excitedly.

Only Fujii Itsuki looked at the woman's figure without blinking, as if he was confirming something.

"How about it, Sister Ayako is very charming, right?"

At some point, Narita Daishi walked behind Fujii Itsuki and patted him on the shoulder while drinking Hoegaarden white beer.

"What did you call her?" Fujii Itsuki raised his eyebrows.

"Sister Ayako, isn't it written on the nameplate on her chest?"

"Ayako Ogiwara, the manager of this bar."

"Interesting..." Fujii Itsuki curled the corners of his mouth and stood up from his seat.

Chapter 76 Aunt Ayako

"Sister Ayako, why are you suddenly doing this activity? There aren't any festivals these days?"

At the bar, a young man dressed as a bartender was wiping the cup with a disposable rag and asked the woman sitting in front of him.

"I'm in a bad mood..." Ayako Ogiwara supported her fair chin with one slender hand and slowly shook the transparent wine in the glass with the other slender hand.

"Give us a discount and make everyone happy."

Her tone was flat, and there was a smell of alcohol on her breath. She held up the wine glass and looked at it under the neon lights.

Discount is a marketing tool. Even though the product is sold at a lower price, sales volume will increase and tonight's revenue will only be more, not less.

As the manager of the bar, Ayako Ogiwara, in addition to a fixed salary, can also receive a considerable dividend from the drinks every month.

The drinks are discounted, the customers are happy, and she is happy too because she makes more money.

It was clearly a mutually beneficial thing, but Ayako Ogiwara looked so worried that even the bartender could tell something was wrong.

Ayako Ogiwara is thinking about her daughter Saki Ogiwara.

She was clearly strictly forbidden to make friends with boys, but today she blatantly asked a boy to take her home!

If I hadn't discovered it in time and severed the relationship once and for all, who knows what would have happened in the future?

Thinking of this, Ayako Ogiwara couldn't help but feel resentful towards the boy who claimed to be her daughter's classmate.

After shaking the cocktail in the glass, Ayako Ogihara suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure passing by her through the transparent glass.

Her beautiful eyes trembled, and she quickly put down the wine glass and lowered her head.

When she found that the other party was walking towards the bar bathroom and didn't seem to notice her, Ayako Ogiwara couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Nakamura, I'm not feeling well. I'm going to rest first..."

"Just watch over here at the bar. If you need anything, come to the manager's office and find me."

Ayako Ogiwara made up an excuse and waved to the bartender. Before she finished her drink, she put down her glass and walked quickly to her office.

But when she lowered her head, walked past several men and women swaying their bodies on the dance floor, turned around and was about to enter the aisle behind the bar, her forehead hit a young man squarely.

"Excuse me, can you please let me pass..."

Ogiwara Ayako said softly, raised her head, and her pupils shrank subconsciously.

What caught her eye was a handsome face that was still childish.

The young man folded his arms across his chest and looked at her with sharp eyes.

"Auntie, long time no see."

"Although we just met in the afternoon."

Fujii Itsuki raised the corner of his mouth and spoke lightly.

The reason why he walked past Ogiwara Ayako so arguably just now was to test her reaction.

Seeing Ogiwara Ayako running away with her head down, Fujii Itsuki already got the answer he wanted.

Ogiwara Ayako seemed not to hear him and, hoping for the best, passed by Fujii Itsuki without saying a word.

"If you want to pretend you don't know me, just walk past me as if nothing happened."

"That's too childish!"

"Are you right..."

Fujii Shu didn't even turn his head. He listened to the "clacking" sound of long boots hitting the floor hidden under the dynamic music of the bar, and called out slowly, word by word: "Auntie Ling-zi--"

Ogiwara Ayako's delicate body trembled, and her footsteps stopped.

"Let's sit down and have a good chat." Fujii Itsuki turned his head to glance at her graceful back, then walked towards an empty seat in the corner of the bar.

"Da da da."