Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

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【Character: Momonogi Eiko】

[Attribute: Vicious Aunt]

[Revenge Progress: 75%]

……

"crunch-"

At the same time, accompanied by a creaking sound, his half-open door was slowly pushed open from the outside.

The woman who walked in had a pale and haggard face, her beautiful eyes were full of bloodshot, and her originally smooth hair was now messy. It seemed that she had stayed up all night last night, and there was no trace of her previous stern and arrogant look.

The visitor was none other than his good aunt Momonogi Eiko.

"Good morning, Aunt Momonogi." Fujii Itsuki greeted softly, and then the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Haha——" He laughed, a very happy and carefree laugh.

Because the woman in front of him made exactly the same choice he expected.

"really……"

"Auntie is a selfish person at heart. I was right about you!"

Fujii Itsuki walked forward with a smile and looked at Momonogi Eiko who was nearby.

"I thought you two had a deep mother-daughter relationship."

"Tsk..." He snorted softly, and then laughed even more wantonly: "It turns out that Aunt Momonogi treats these two..."

"It's nothing more than that!"

Hearing Fujii Itsuki's undisguised laughter, Momonogi Eiko's eyes, which had originally dried up with tears, became moist again. She pursed her pink lips and wished she could bury her head under the floor.

"Little...Little Tree..." Momonogi Eiko said in a hoarse voice and looked at him with pleading eyes.

"Please let them go!"

"The family property has nothing to do with Rin and Ai. Auntie can work harder and take on more jobs to pay off the debt..."

"Stop." Fujii Itsuki gently touched Momonogi Eiko's pink lips with his hand, forcefully suppressing the words she had not finished saying.

"Aunt Momonogi, you don't have to sound so righteous."

He narrowed his eyes and revealed an innocent expression, and said slowly, word by word: "You shouldn't beg me to let them go, Auntie should..."

"Please let them go!" He pointed his finger at Momonogi Eiko's chest, as if he was in court, bravely and justly identifying the murderer.

"Because this is the choice that Auntie made herself!"

Fujii Itsuki spread his hands to prove his innocence, "I have never forced my aunt to do anything."

"And I can remind Aunt Momonogi once again that it's still not too late to turn yourself in to the Metropolitan Police Department."

Fujii Itsuki smiled and acted tolerant and generous.

"Plop——" Momonogi Eiko seemed to have accepted her fate. Her legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground in an instant.

She lowered her head and remained silent, not uttering a word, only two lines of tears trickled down her cheeks.

"It seems that even if I am given another chance, I still don't intend to let my daughter go."

Seeing this, Fujii Itsuki smiled contemptuously and lifted Momonogi Eiko's snow-white chin with his hand.

Seeing her despair, Fujii Itsuki said with great interest, "It was Aunt Momonogi who brought them to Tokyo to enjoy a comfortable life. In this case, it is Aunt Momonogi who should tell them the good news again."

"Tonight, I want to see all three of you, mother and daughter, appear at Fujii's house."

"Did you hear that?"

Letting go of Momonogi Eiko's chin, Fujii Itsuki put his hands into his coat pockets.

"Okay, that's all I have to say. After Aunt Momonogi has finished crying, it's time for her to pack up and go to work to make money for me."

After saying this, Fujii Itsuki turned around and walked out of the room without any intention of showing any sympathy to the woman.

Just as he reached the door of the room, he seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and gave Momonogi Eiko a meaningful smile.

"By the way, maybe I should change my name and not call you aunt anymore."

He was like a southern plantation owner in the early days of the Civil War looking at the black slaves he had just bought, with a look of indifference and mockery in his eyes.

After thinking for a few seconds, Fujii Itsuki slowly uttered two words: "...Slave?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahaha……"

Along with the boy's cheerful voice, the footsteps gradually faded away, and the Fujii residence returned to peace.

Momonogi Eiko collapsed on the ground, covering her face with her hands in dejection.

"I'm sorry, Rin..."

"I'm sorry, Ai..."

……

Bunkyo District, private Seishi Women's University.

As a private school covering an area of nearly 40 hectares and almost the same size as the neighboring University of Tokyo, Seiji Women's University has even more luxurious campus facilities than the University of Tokyo.

The dormitory building located in the southern part of the campus is six stories high and comes with an elevator.

Momonogi Eiko's eldest daughter, Shimizu Rin, lives in a single dormitory at the corner of the fifth floor.

The vast majority of universities in Japan do not have a residential system. Not only that, if you want to live on campus, you must apply specifically to the school.

Shimizu Rin found it too troublesome to travel back and forth between Arakawa and Bunkyo, and she also hated a certain annoying guy at home, so she applied to the school and moved into the school dormitory building.

The single dormitory has a total area of more than 20 square meters, equipped with a kitchen, balcony and bathroom, which is equivalent to a small apartment. And because it is a private university, it is even more convenient and comfortable to live in.

Except for a few students like Shimizu Rin who are from the same school, most of the people living in this building are exchange students and international students.

"Crack."

Her slender and tender hands tapped on the laptop keyboard, making crisp "click" sounds. Shimizu Rin sat in front of the desk, concentrating on this week's group assignment.

Although today is only Monday and there is still a long time before the homework deadline, she is used to finishing the most difficult part at the beginning of each week.

"Click."

The sound of the door lock turning was particularly abrupt in the room filled with the sound of keyboard tapping. The person outside the door didn't seem to know much about etiquette. Even though this was a women's dormitory at a women's university, she pushed the door open and walked in without knocking.

Qing Shui Lin's slender hands stopped typing and she looked in the direction of the sound.

The visitor was a beautiful girl with big black wavy hair, dressed fashionably, wearing all branded clothes, and with exquisite features from her hair to her toes.

However, Shimizu Rin only glanced at it and then looked away, continuing to concentrate on the statistics homework in front of him.

The other person was a boarding student in the same major as her, and his room was right opposite hers.

Her name is Matsumoto Arina, and you can tell from her temperament and dress that she is a lady from a wealthy family.

I remember that on the day Matsumoto Arina first moved into the dormitory, she brought two maids to help carry luggage, clean the room and make the bed.

Moreover, Arina Matsumoto perfectly fits the stereotype of rich girls in TV shows.

He is unlearned and often skips classes and attendance, and he also delays submitting his professional course assignments until after the deadline.

Half of the professionals knew that she got in through her mother's connections, so everyone flattered her on the surface but sneered at her in private.

Chapter 131: Aloof

Shimizu Rin knew that she and Matsumoto Yuina were not on the same wavelength, so she was not polite to her from the beginning. She had no intention of trying to please her, nor did she mean to slander her.

"Matsumoto-san, is there something wrong?" Shimizu Rin looked at the computer screen and spoke without any emotion, just like an NPC that can be seen everywhere in a plot game. She just has an overly beautiful face of a heroine.

"Click." Matsumoto Arina closed the door behind her and said with a smile, "Oh, I don't have classes this morning and it's too boring to stay in my room, so I came to visit."

She placed the dessert box in her hand next to Shimizu Rin's computer.

"I just went to the dessert shop at school and bought some puffs. I'll give you a few."

"By the way, has Shimizu-san finished his homework for the International Currency class?"

"As for me, I still don't have any clue at all."

The map of Yan State that Matsumoto Arina had was extremely short, and in just a few words, it revealed the true purpose of her coming here.

Shimizu Rin stopped what she was doing and glanced at the box of eclairs.

"no need."

"No reward for no merit."

"Please take it back, Matsumoto-san. I don't like eating puffs."

"I don't like eating puffs..."

"You still don't like the puffs I gave you?"

Of course, Matsumoto Arina understood the rejection hidden in Shimizu Rin's tone.

She smiled and then showed an even brighter smile.

"I've already given it away, there's no reason to take it back!"

"I don't need this little money. If others knew, they would laugh at me."

There is a sense of "forced sale" in Matsumoto Arina's words. In short, if you don't accept it, you are not giving me face.

She spoke rapidly, not giving Qing Shui Lin a chance to refuse again. She walked behind her, looked at the computer screen and said, "Hey, Qing Shui, are you doing your statistics homework?"

"You're working too hard. Today is only Monday. You should make sure you combine work with rest."

She reached out and lifted her long wavy hair, pretending to be thinking about you, and then said, "How about this, Qingshui classmate dress up nicely tonight, and I will take you to the party to relax and broaden your horizons."

"Maybe you'll be lucky enough to be spotted by some rich second generation and have fun with them for a while."

"When he gets tired of playing, you can threaten him with the child while you're pregnant. You'll definitely be able to extort a lot of money, and then you won't have to study so hard."

Matsumoto Arina completely ignored Shimizu Rin's face, which looked as cold as ice, and continued to speak: "If we are lucky enough to give birth to the child, it will be amazing."

"Your whole family won't have to work hard in this life!"

Matsumoto Arina's smile is as beautiful as a flower, becoming more and more brilliant.

Her words may sound confusing to people outside the circle, but they are no secret at all within the circle.

In fact, it is just a trick used by high-level green tea girls to climb into the circle of rich people.

Although the routine is simple, it is very practical.

The first step is to find an opportunity to get close to the other party. After successfully becoming pregnant, the woman uses the child as a threat to force the man to pay a large sum of abortion fees and mental damages.

The second step is that if the child is successfully born, the woman can ask the man to pay child support.

The law will determine the amount of child support based on the income of the man's family. Moreover, Japanese law is extremely biased towards single mothers. As long as the woman insists, the child will definitely be awarded to her.

The third step, naturally, is to slowly raise the child and wait for him to inherit the man’s property.

Because Japanese law stipulates that illegitimate children have the same inheritance rights as legitimate children, and they are equal inheritance rights!

In other words, the illegitimate child will receive no less inheritance than the legitimate child in the future!

Hearing the sharp and sarcastic voice of Matsumoto Arina, almost calling her a green tea girl by name, Shimizu Rin's cold and pretty face became even colder.

"Enough!" She interrupted Matsumoto Arina's endless chatter with a cold voice.

"Matsumoto-san, please be more respectful in your tone!"

"Oh, are you angry?" Seeing Shimizu Rin frowning, Matsumoto Arina deliberately embarrassed her and said, "Don't be so petty. I wanted to take you to the party with good intentions, but you can't even take a joke."

"Sorry, I'm not interested!" Qing Shuilin clenched her slender hands into fists, not wanting to argue with Matsumoto Yuina anymore. She simply opened the drawer and stuffed the completed international currency course homework into her palm.