Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

“This is the homework you asked for!”

Just when Matsumoto Arina showed a triumphant smile and thought that Shimizu Rin had compromised, the other party picked up the box of puffs and pressed it on the homework.

"And your puffs, take them."

"Now, please get out immediately!"

Qing Shui Lin had a cold expression, and her slender and beautiful index finger pointed straight towards the door.

Hearing Shimizu Rin's tough voice, a hint of displeasure instinctively flashed across Matsumoto Arina's pretty face.

But she still smiled and said, "Thank you very much..."

"Then I won't bother you anymore, Shimizu-san."

After saying that, Matsumoto Arina opened the door and walked out leisurely.

"Bang——" Matsumoto Arina threw the puff into the trash can beside the corridor, and a hint of disdain appeared on her pretty face.

"what!"

"You have a bitch face, why are you pretending to be noble in front of me!"

Who was the last person to reject her kindness?

A handsome face unconsciously appeared in Matsumoto Yuina's mind. Her mother's lover was named Fujii Itsuki.

"cut--"

She made a soft "tsk" sound and wrote this note in the little notebook in her heart.

"Just wait and see."

Humming a light and cheerful song, Matsumoto Arina smiled slightly and walked back to her room with graceful steps.

In the single dormitory, Shimizu Rin's good mood in the morning disappeared completely after she was disgusted by Matsumoto Arina's metaphor of a high-class green tea girl.

However, she had a good ability to regulate herself. She thought that no matter how annoying Matsumoto Arina was, she could not compare to that loser at home, so her delicate and beautiful face calmed down in just a few minutes.

Putting her slender hands back on the computer keyboard, Shimizu Rin was about to finish her statistics homework when the cell phone next to her laptop suddenly lit up.

"Beep beep..."

Accompanied by a short and pleasant phone ringtone, the incoming call contact popped up in the center of the screen - Mom.

"Hello, Mom?" Qingshui Lin clicked the answer button and put the phone to her ear.

"What's the matter?"

Chapter 132 is free (thanks to [Xiao Tuo who loves eating Dai tribute candy]!)

"There are indeed some things..."

"Rin, do you have time now?

The mother's slightly hoarse voice came from the phone, as if she didn't get enough rest. Qing Shuilin replied softly: "Yes, I don't have classes in the morning."

"Something big happened at home. Please come back from Bunkyo." Momonogi Eiko's voice was weak and hesitant.

"What's the big deal? Can't you tell me over the phone?"

"It's hard to explain in a few words. When you come back, I'll tell you in detail."

"Forget it..." Momonogi Eiko's tone relaxed and she sighed in her heart.

"Rin, you should stay in school for a while. It won't be too late to come back after Ai finishes school in the afternoon."

"Is it related to Ai Yi too?" Shimizu Rin frowned slightly.

"Okay, we'll talk when we get home, that's all..." Momonogi Eiko bit her pink lips in frustration and immediately hung up the phone.

"Beep beep..."

There was a busy tone on the other end of the line. Qing Shui Lin glanced at the phone screen which showed "end call" and doubts suddenly arose in his heart.

……

Convenience store in Higashiojiu, Arakawa-ku.

There were not many classes in the afternoon, so after sending Ogiwara Saki home, Fujii Itsuki came to Higashio Hisa's convenience store alone to work.

It had been nearly three days since he went on a trip to Shizuoka Prefecture, and during this time, Fujii Itsuki handed over the management of the convenience store to his former predecessor, Sakura Yuko.

As for the former store manager, Yuriko Matsumoto, perhaps because she was afraid that Fujii Itsuki would bring up the old matter and bring up the billions of yen in inheritance tax, so as long as Fujii Itsuki didn't contact her, she would never take the initiative to contact Fujii Itsuki, and continued to live her leisurely life as a rich woman as if nothing had happened. She was in a Schrodinger's state of disappearance.

"Ding dong."

"welcome!"

The automatic glass door made a slight sound, accompanied by the clear and pleasant voice of a young girl.

"Hey, Senior Fujii, you're back!"

The person on duty behind the cash register was Asada Ichiyo. When he saw the person coming was Fujii Itsuki, he politely greeted him.

"Yeah." Fujii Itsuki nodded in response, and then asked Asada Ichiyo, "Where's Yuko? Isn't she here?"

"Sakura-senpai is in the store manager's office now." Asada Ichiha stretched out his hand and pointed in a direction for Fujii Itsuki.

"Okay..." Fujii Itsuki responded softly, walked past the cash register and shelves, and went straight to the manager's office at the back of the convenience store.

"Click."

When I opened the door, I saw a beautiful woman with an informal posture.

Yuko Sakura held a stack of income and expenditure statements in both hands, sitting lazily in the boss chair with her back leaning against it, her two snow-white, slender legs resting on the desk.

Occasionally she stretches her slender and soft waist, and her delicate feet with transparent nail polish on the outside of her sandals move up and down, causing her skirt to sway along with it, and one can vaguely see the beautiful scenery under her dark green employee skirt.

As if she heard the sound of the door opening, Sakura Yuko put on a pretty face, looked at the income and expenditure table, and said in a serious tone: "Yiye, I am the store manager now, don't you know to knock before opening the door?"

"Remember to be more careful next time!"

However, she did not hear the expected voice of Asada Ichiha apologizing. Instead, she heard the boy's calm words: "Got it, Manager Sakura."

"Huh?!" Yuko Sakura stood up from the boss chair with her fur standing up, just like a cat's stress reaction.

"Fuji... Fujii..." She quickly forced an awkward but polite smile on her pretty face.

"You're back from your trip!"

Sakura Yuko pretended nothing had happened, shamelessly made room for Fujii Itsuki, and stood aside respectfully.

If you don’t know her, you might think she is the hardworking and capable beautiful secretary of Fujii Itsuki.

"I've told you so many times, when you're working, you should use your job title."

Fujii Itsuki glanced at her unhappily and sat back in his chair calmly.

"Yes, Manager Fujii!" Sakura Yuko responded in a loud voice. Seeing that Fujii Itsuki had no intention of making a fuss, she smiled brightly, supported the table with her slender hands very naturally, and then sat down on the desk with her buttocks against it.

Her well-proportioned and fair right leg was resting on top of her left leg, and her bright eyes glanced sideways at Fujii Itsuki.

"Manager, aren't you going on a honeymoon with Mr. Matsumoto?"

"Why are you back so soon?"

"…Who said she went out with Manager Matsumoto?" After hearing what Sakura Yuko said, Fujii Itsuki asked back with a raised eyebrow.

"Is that He?"

"Nonsense, of course it's my girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?" A hint of surprise flashed across Sakura Yuko's eyes when she heard this, and then she showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"I understand."

In Japan's upper class circles, it is common for rich women to spend a lot of money to support a gigolo, and then the gigolo supports a mistress.

Not to mention those far away, in Shinjuku next door alone there are many gigolos who are kept by rich women and secretly have a girlfriend.

Thinking of this, Sakura Yuko's eyes couldn't help but become playful.

"I didn't expect that, Fujii."

"Tsk..." She made a soft "tsk" sound.

"Even a wealthy woman like Manager Matsumoto couldn't suppress you, and you actually cheated on her behind her back!"

"You cheated on Manager Matsumoto behind his back?"

What is this?

"...You understand again?" Fujii Itsuki knew that Sakura Yuko had misunderstood the relationship between him and Matsumoto Yuriko, but he had no intention of explaining.

Seeing Sakura Yuko's excited look at discovering his secret, Fujii Itsuki kept his expression unchanged and said slowly, "Why, do you want to use this as a handle to threaten me?"

"That's exactly what I meant!" Sakura Yuko curled the corners of her mouth, bent down to look at Fujii Itsuki's handsome face that exuded youthfulness, and gently pulled his collar with her slender hand.

When their eyes met, she saw only calmness in Fujii Itsuki's eyes, and even a hint of expectation.

"That's weird!"

"I always feel like you must have some tricks up your sleeve."

Sakura Yuko resolutely admitted defeat and loosened Fujii Itsuki's collar. Or rather, she had never thought of having a conflict with Fujii Itsuki from the beginning.

"Fujii, Manager Matsumoto should have given you shares in the convenience store, right?" Sakura Yuko blinked and asked curiously.

"Convenience stores are not chain stores, so where do the shares come from?" Fujii Itsuki replied indifferently.

"What about the profit sharing? There should be a profit sharing from the annual sales, right? It's the same idea anyway."

"Yes, there is, but what does it have to do with you?"

"really!"

Hearing what Fujii Itsuki said, Sakura Yuko showed an expression that said, "As expected."

You know, serving as the temporary store manager for the past two days has completely broadened the horizons of Sakura Yuko, a college student from a prestigious university.

She never imagined that the large convenience store where she worked, located on the bustling commercial street of Higashioku and covering an area of less than 200 square meters, had an annual turnover of more than 100 million yen!

In other words, even if Fujii Itsuki only takes the lowest share, he can still get tens of millions of yen every year!

Adding to the monthly basic salary, the minimum income by the end of the year is 20 to 30 million.

"Could it be that Manager Matsumoto is a love-brained person, so he is willing to spend so much money on Fujii?"

"Or has she been completely subdued by Fujii and completely fallen into his trap?"

Sakura Yuko doesn't know what exactly happened between Matsumoto Yuriko and Fujii Itsuki.

But all she needed to know was that Fujii Itsuki was very wealthy now.

Thinking of this, Sakura Yuko looked at Fujii Itsuki with eyes that were so lingering and passionate that they seemed to be able to draw threads.

"Manager Fujii~"

She placed her slender hands on Fujii Itsuki's shoulders, slid her hips off the desk, and leaned into Fujii Itsuki's arms with skillful movements.

Sakura Yuko stretched out her fair and tender arms and gently wrapped them around Fujii Itsuki's neck.

"Since you already have a girlfriend, why don't you consider me."

"I'm 20 years old, 163cm tall, 45kg, size 36D (Japanese sizes are one or two sizes larger than domestic sizes)."

"I'm currently single, studying education at a national university. I'm still a virgin, but I gave my first kiss to you."

Sakura Yuko raised her pretty face and looked at Fujii Itsuki's face without blinking.

"Moreover, I only need 20 yen a month, and I can come to your house at any time to serve you tea, wash your clothes, cook, warm your bed, and provide you with emotional value and needs."

"If you feel unsafe, you can always come to my rented apartment."

"Don't worry, I have strict professional ethics and will never disturb the lives of you, Manager Matsumoto, or that little girlfriend."

"If I'm accidentally discovered, I will automatically end the relationship."

"How about it, isn't it very conscientious?"

For a beauty like Yuko Sakura who has fair skin, a slim waist and long legs, 9400 yen (approximately RMB) per month is indeed a very conscientious friendship price.

The only drawback is that she is 20 years old and is a pure girl, not a Tokyo JK.

Hearing Sakura Yuko's self-promotional voice and seeing her expectant look, Fujii Itsuki chuckled and said, "I remember Yuko was doing it for free before, why are you charging me now?"