I'm having fun in Tokyo

Morikawa Yu immediately turned her face to the side, avoiding the danger posed by the German orthopedic surgeon.

His sister seemed a little annoyed, pulling his hair and biting his ear.

Feiyue looked at her helplessly, but did not try to persuade her. Instead, her eyes drifted up, savoring the kiss from just now.

The feeling of my first kiss was pretty good.

But why does my husband seem so skilled at it?

Is it an illusion?

Xinjue leaned against the door, feeling that no one was blocking it.

She pushed open the door, hopped out with her short legs, and saw the scene right in front of her.

"....?"

What happened? It feels like the world has changed after I've been inside for a while.

Morikawa Yu finally managed to break free from her sister and happened to turn around and glance at Shinjue.

Xinjue looked at him hesitantly, then suddenly covered her chest with her hands, took two steps back, and looked wary.

"Perverted...perverted master! What are you doing!?"

“I’m not going to do anything.” Morikawa Yu shook her head.

"Oh, by the way, would you like a head pat? How about a head pat from your master?"

"Huh? Who wants that kind of thing?" Xinjue shook her head and covered her head with her little hands.

Morikawa Yu smiled and reached out her hand.

She gave a soft snort, looking unwilling.

However, after waiting for a long time, Xin Jue found that she didn't feel anything. When she opened her eyes, she found that Chizuru had flown out at some point and snuggled into Morikawa Yu's arms.

She hugged him affectionately, nuzzling his face, her long, straight, black hair slightly disheveled.

Morikawa Yu gently rubbed her head, smoothing her hair back.

"Pervert! Master is a complete pervert!"

"Trying to take advantage of a loli mount is the worst thing you can do, you big idiot! You're a perverted lolicon!"

Shinjue pointed a finger at Morikawa Yu, her hand trembling with anger.

Hmph, men, they really are no good.

She had actually been hoping for something, but it turned out she'd been scammed.

Morikawa Yu was amused and gently patted Chizuru on the back, guiding her back into the Goshuin-cho (temple).

He walked up to Xinjue and looked down at her.

"Where did you learn those arrogant lines, Shinjue?"

"I...I didn't learn it!"

"So, it's just me being arrogant?"

"No...no!"

Morikawa Yu sighed and rubbed her little head.

Touch the head to kill.

It's not just a head-patting technique, it's a real head-patting move.

Xin Jue stopped talking, closed her eyes, relaxed her brows, but still hummed softly.

"Perverted master, so hard to please."

Who's the hard one to please? How dare you, a lazy and slacking maid who only knows how to slack off and insult me, say such things?

The older sister floated over and poked Xinjue's face.

"Is it really possible for you to be so easy to please, Xin?"

"It's not that easy to handle!"

"Hahaha, isn't that just being tsundere?" The older sister immediately laughed, not forgetting to make sarcastic remarks while laughing.

"But maybe his younger brother will like it too~"

Morikawa Yu nodded subconsciously, then coughed and shook his head.

No, it's too much trouble to keep bothering others. I can handle one person, but I can't stand having to deal with another one.

Feiyue also heard her sister's words.

She looked thoughtfully at Morikawa Yu and Shinkaku, and nodded.

Morikawa Yu turned her head and saw her expression, immediately realizing what was going on.

He grabbed Feiyue's hand and shook his head with a serious expression.

Don't follow her example! I still prefer you as you are now. Your straightforward wife is the cutest!

Feiyue noticed his worry, smiled at him, and nodded.

Morikawa Yu breathed a sigh of relief, let go of her hand, and looked at her sister and Xin Jue.

"Alright, it's time to go home. Let's move back to the dojo in a couple of days."

He looked towards the courtyard and glanced around.

When Mr. Sakurai left, he asked the waiter to clean up the seats for the Sakurai family and the Nagayama group, except for the seats on the side of the wall that belonged to them, which were left untouched out of courtesy.

He didn't eat much of the wagashi (Japanese sweets) at his seat because people kept offering him drinks, and he kept drinking coconut milk, his mouth full of milky flavor.

Feiyue ate quite a lot; the first kiss he had just tasted was also the sweet aroma of wagashi (Japanese sweets).

The older sister barely touched her food; she seemed to have lost interest in it.

Xinjue eats the cleanest food, and her cooking efficiency is simply number one.

"These wagashi (Japanese sweets) are going to go to waste if we don't eat them; we need to find a way to use them up..."

He frowned and patted Xinjue on the shoulder.

"I've chosen you! Go for it, Kokoro!"

Xin Jue glared at him angrily.

But after she finished glaring, she still put the remaining wagashi (Japanese sweets) on a plate and ate them as she did so.

Morikawa Yu smiled.

This gluttonous fellow is too easy to understand.

He stretched and looked at the dojo and the large cherry tree under the moonlight.

As the gentle breeze blows, the magnificent cherry blossom canopy of the large cherry tree seems to ripple, with petals falling in waves and drifting into the night sky, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

In this situation, his mood couldn't help but become a little more peaceful.

I've heard that watching cherry blossoms at night in spring, gazing at the stars in summer, admiring the full moon in autumn, and experiencing the first snow in winter are truly a blessing in life.

But he believes that the luck in life lies not in the scenery before your eyes, but in the people who accompany you to appreciate the scenery and stay by your side.

Morikawa Yu smiled at her older sister and Feiyue, then tapped Xinjue's head, who was still eating.

"Let's go, it's time to go home!"

"Ha ha......"

......

Under the cool moonlight, Yoshimitsu Odajima walked along the streets of Renha-cho, heading home.

These past few days, he has been busy dealing with the temple at home, and today he finally received the final payment for the temple.

He originally didn't want to sell the dojo to those vicious and ruthless extreme sects, and he even learned some strange rumors from his more powerful senior brothers.

However, maintaining the dojo had become a huge burden, and he simply couldn't continue.

Whoever can buy the dojo and pay the money in one lump sum is the best buyer.

He just needs money now, and his family needs money too.

As long as I have money, that's enough.

He thought about it, a smile appearing on his lips. He hummed a little tune he used to love, walked around the corner, and considered whether he should bring some fruit and meat for Katsura.

We've been in debt lately and haven't been able to buy anything for the child.

We finally sold the dojo, and now we have money at home. It's time to celebrate.

Yoshimitsu Odajima glanced at the street, preparing to go to the convenience store, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he smelled a faint scent of blood.

He glanced instinctively at the houses around him and frowned.

It seems to be Arai's house. I didn't see his house open when I went out today.

Did something happen?

He took two steps closer and hesitantly pulled out his phone.

Before he could get close, a dark shadow flashed on the wall, and something seemed to dart out.

He was startled, a chill ran down his spine, and he turned on his phone's backlight to shine it on the cat, only to find it was a black cat.

It was perched on the wall, licking its right paw, with some blood around its mouth.

Chapter 149 Night

"Meow~"

When the light from his phone shone on it, the black cat meowed at him.

He took a deep breath and took two steps back.

It's a stray cat; it probably came in to steal food.

This is the first time I've seen stray cats here. Did they come from somewhere else?

He shook his head, looked to the side, and tried to find something handy to shoo the cat away.

Wild cats often carry various bacteria and infectious diseases, and they are fierce and aggressive, so it's not worth getting scratched.

But after searching for a long time, he still couldn't find what he wanted, not even a twig.

The streetlights were dimly lit, and even with the light from a mobile phone, they could only illuminate a small area.

"Meow~"

The black cat meowed again.

In the pitch-black night, a slight chill swept over, sending a shiver down one's spine.

He immediately looked at the black cat and found it standing on the wall, arching its back towards him, its pale green vertical pupils glowing eerily.

He felt a chill down his back and took two steps back.

Maybe we should just call Arai directly. This cat is a bit eerie; we shouldn't touch it.

He dialed the number and immediately heard a man's voice on the other end.

"Hey, Odajima-san, what's up?"

Yoshimitsu Odajima breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems nothing's wrong; I was just overthinking it.

He said into the phone, "Oh, it's nothing, but we found a stray cat darting out of your yard with blood on its mouth. Did it steal some of your food?"

"What!?"

A somewhat angry voice immediately came from the phone.

"A stray cat!? It probably stole and ate the fish I bought this afternoon and hung in the yard. That damned stinky cat!"

The sound of a door opening and hurried footsteps came from the courtyard.