Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

Ogihara Saki stared at Fujii Itsuki's handsome face that exuded youthfulness without blinking.

“Fujii-kun…” She lowered her head slightly, and the feeling of inferiority came unexpectedly, sweeping over her like a tide.

"I always feel that I am not worthy of your gift, I am not worthy of such a good thing."

"Talk nonsense!" Fujii Itsuki scolded her unhappily.

He carefully lifted Ogihara Saki's hanging hair over her ears.

"Hey, Ogiwara, do you remember that time in the school bathroom?"

"You huddled in the corner of the cubicle, obviously as timid as a newborn kitten, but in the end you took the initiative to plead for me and protected me behind you."

"And the time we fought at the school gate, you rode your bike to take me home, fed me medicine, and stood up to testify for me in the principal's office..."

"Ogiwara..." Fujii Itsuki's hand gently stroked Ogiwara Saki's cheek.

"Your life is lonely and boring, and you are scarred by past bullying."

"But you didn't just sink into despair..."

"Because you are gentle, sincere, and never lose yourself."

"Believe me, you deserve all the good things in this world!"

"Fujii-kun..." Ogiwara Saki's slender hand climbed up Fujii Itsuki's hand, her voice hoarse, and she realized that she was already in tears.

"I'm not as good as Fujii-kun said."

She opened her slender arms and hugged Fujii Itsuki tightly.

"When I was bullied, it was Fujii Itsuki who stood in front of me. At the school gate, I was also hiding in the corner. And when I was in the principal's office..."

"I could only cry from beginning to end."

"Wuwuwu." Ogiwara Saki's thin and soft shoulders trembled, and she buried her face in Fujii Itsuki's chest, as if she wanted to merge into one with him.

The sound of Ogihara Saki's sobbing echoed in the living room. Fujii Itsuki did not say anything, but just gently rubbed Ogihara Saki's long black hair.

"boom--"

In the kitchen, Ogiwara Ayako's hand holding the kitchen knife trembled, and she turned her head to look in the direction of the two people.

Only now did she realize that in an area she couldn't see, two people had walked such a long distance, supporting each other.

"No wonder Saki was willing to run away from home and elope with him..."

Ogiwara Ayako looked at Fujii Itsuki with admiration, and then lowered her head silently.

"Stop crying. If you cry again, you will become a little cat."

Fujii Itsuki reached out and wiped away the tears from Ogiwara Saki's eyes.

"Go to the bathroom and wash up."

"Hmm..." Ogihara Saki sniffed, a gentle smile appeared on her pretty face, and she took the initiative to kiss Fujii Itsuki's lips, then turned around and walked towards the bathroom reluctantly.

Looking down at his white shirt that was wet with tears, and smoothing out two puddles of it, Fujii Itsuki smiled helplessly.

Both mother and daughter suffer from tear incontinence, and their cries were quite symmetrical.

Just at this moment, Ayako Ogiwara came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of kelp and pork ribs soup.

She was like a transparent person with no sense of existence, or a diligent waiter in the restaurant. After putting the soup on the table, she walked towards the kitchen again without saying a word.

"Aunt Ayako..." Fujii Itsuki called her.

"Did you hear everything I just said?"

Ogiwara Ayako stopped immediately and turned to look at him.

"Is this brat going to lecture me and accuse me of not protecting Saki?"

"Or does he want to show off to me the deep bond between him and Saki?"

But Fujii Itsuki didn't say a single mocking word, he just said a few words calmly: "Got it."

He pulled a small white jewelry box from his pocket and threw it over.

"I'm not someone who doesn't know etiquette. How can I only give a souvenir to one person when I visit him?"

Ayako Ogiwara stretched out her hands and caught the white box.

When I opened it, I found it was a bracelet made of pure silver.

“What…?”

She had seen many gifts, and there were many people in the bar who spent a lot of money to pursue her.

What's a pure silver bracelet?

"Thank you, although it's a bit shabby..." Ogiwara Ayako said this, but she couldn't wait to pick up the bracelet and try it on.

She drew up a barely perceptible smile and walked briskly towards the kitchen.

As luck would have it, she just happened to be in need of a sterling silver bracelet.

Chapter 93 It’s All the Bracelet’s Fault

The dining table was filled with the aroma of cooked rice.

Fujii Itsuki and Ogiwara Saki leaned on the sofa and cuddled for a while, and soon it was time for dinner.

"Saki, Fujii-san, come over for dinner!"

Coming out of the kitchen with dishes in hand, Ayako Ogiwara called softly to the two people sitting beside the sofa.

Maybe it was because of the gift Fujii Itsuki gave her, but her pretty face was no longer lifeless. Instead, her lips were slightly raised, and it was obvious that she was in a good mood.

All three meals a day for the Ogihara family, including the lunch boxes that students bring to school at noon, have always been prepared by Ogihara Saki.

Ayako Ogiwara rarely cooks because of her busy work.

But since we have guests today, that’s a different matter.

"I'm coming, Mom." Ogihara Saki responded.

"Excuse me for bothering you." Fujii Jyuya said politely.

Putting the rice spatula into the rice cooker, Ayako Ogiwara filled a bowl of rice for Fujii Itsuki.

"Fujii-san..." She handed the rice bowl and chopsticks to Fujii Itsuki, and then scooped a spoonful of pork ribs on top for him.

After finishing everything, Ayako Ogiwara wiped her hands with the apron in front of her, completely ignoring her daughter who was standing stupidly beside her.

"Mom, where is mine?" Standing next to the rice cooker, Ogihara Saki held an empty bowl in her hand and looked eagerly at her mother Ogihara Ayako.

"You have hands and feet, can't you hold it yourself?" Ogiwara Ayako rolled her eyes.

"Oh..." Ogihara Saki didn't dare to resist her mother's words. She could only pick up the rice spatula and serve herself a bowl of rice in disappointment.

"Snapped--"

But just as she touched the shovel, Ogiwara Ayako tapped the back of her hand with a chopstick.

"Go wash your hands!" Ayako Ogiwara reminded calmly.

"But..." Ogihara Saki turned her gaze to Fujii Itsuki who was sitting at the dining table. The meaning was self-evident.

"He is a guest, different from you." As if seeing through Ogihara Saki's inner thoughts, Ogihara Ayako added.

"what?"

Hearing her biased words, Ogihara Saki blinked and looked in the direction of Fujii Itsuki with grievance.

"Fujii-kun, look at her!"

However, Fujii Itsuki just spread his hands and gave an expression that said "I can't help you".

There's nothing we can do, this is the Ogiwara residence, and Ogiwara Ayako is Ogiwara Saki's biological mother.

It was natural for a mother to scold her daughter, and Fujii Itsuki couldn't find a chance to interrupt.

"Hmm..." Seeing that seeking help from outside the venue was ineffective, Ogihara Saki said "hmm" softly and walked to the bathroom obediently.

"Mom, who is your daughter?"

Looking at her daughter's dejected back, Ayako Ogiwara felt as if she had drunk a can of iced soda on a hot summer day, and felt indescribably refreshed and comfortable in her heart.

"You'll be able to let air leak out, and your elbows will bend outwards!"

"I, your mother, am no pushover either!"

With the evil intention of taking a small revenge on her daughter, the smile on Ayako Ogihara's pretty face became even more charming. After reaching behind her back to untie her apron, Ayako Ogihara walked into the kitchen and brought out the remaining dishes.

At the square rectangular dining table, Ayako Ogihara and Saki Ogihara sat on either side of Fujii Itsuki.

"I'm gonna start now."

When the rice was served, the three of them spoke in unison and then each picked up their chopsticks.

"Fujii-kun, would you like some broccoli?"

"Fujii-san, eat this!"

However, the first thing Ogihara Saki and Ogihara Ayako did not do when they picked up the chopsticks to pick up food for themselves, but instead, they picked up broccoli and fried pork chops and put them into Fujii Itsuki's bowl.

According to Japanese table etiquette, helping guests pick up food is actually a very impolite behavior. Generally, only family members or relatives with a particularly good relationship will pick up food for each other.

"This is——"

The mother and daughter looked at each other as if they had telepathy, and the moment their eyes met, there was a faint flash of lightning.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, as if they were in a brutal duel arena in ancient Rome. Fujii Itsuki could even feel the powerful aura emanating from the two people beside him.

"Boys should eat more meat..." After all, Ayako Ogiwara is the manager of the bar. She has a strong aura and is also a mother, so she is inherently invincible.

"If the opponent is a mother, it will be a bit tricky."

Ogihara Saki's face was solemn. She chose to retreat in order to advance, and said weakly: "Mom, you are too much of a pushover. Shouldn't you first ask Fujii Itsuki what she likes to eat?"

After saying this, she added more firewood to make the fire burn even more vigorously.

"Fujii-kun, what do you think?"

The attention of Ayako Ogiwara and Saki Ogiwara, mother and daughter, suddenly focused on Fujii Itsuki.

"Let's eat the fried pork cutlet first!"

"How about broccoli?"

Even in such a critical situation where a single wrong word could lead to immeasurable consequences, Fujii Itsuki remained unmoved, his expression as calm as water.

"Well, it's all the same to me..."

He spoke calmly, glanced at the mother and daughter, and stuffed the pork chop and broccoli into his mouth.

“I prefer a combination of meat and vegetables.”

While chewing the pork chop with broccoli, which had a burnt aroma that just neutralized the greasiness, he spoke to the two of them indifferently.

However, this answer did not end the battle between mother and daughter, but instead intensified it.

"Fujii-kun, open your mouth, ah~"

This time, Ogihara Saki took the initiative to attack, picked up a piece of pork ribs with chopsticks and handed it to Fujii Itsuki's mouth.

"Fujii-san..."

Ayako Ogiwara was equally unwilling to be outdone and pushed her kelp soup in front of Fujii Itsuki.

Faced with these waves of happiness that were like soft but sharp countermeasures, the veins on Fujii Itsuki's forehead jumped.

"Are you two done yet?"

"Eat your meal well!"

"Boom!"

He tapped Ogihara Saki's fair forehead in annoyance, and then said coldly to Ogihara Ayako who couldn't help laughing: "What are you laughing at? You are the same!"

"You are such a grown man, and yet you are still angry with your own daughter!"

After being scolded by Fujii Itsuki, the mother and daughter immediately became much more obedient.

"Yes..." Ogiwara Ayako responded softly.