The peaceful daily life of the heroine in the other world

Therefore, although Amamiya Yi wanted to question her father directly when she got home, she finally chose to pretend that she knew nothing.

She felt that there was no need for her to rush to let them know that she knew their real jobs.

Even if they really become PR gigolos, it doesn't seem to have any particularly bad impact on themselves.

To be honest, the biggest problem with male and female PR shops is that they may cause emotional disputes after being discovered by their families.

However, these two went out together and were obviously in the same industry.

Both parties knew the truth about this matter, so they just hid it from me unilaterally.

Instead of worrying about the breakdown of the young couple's relationship, it is better to worry more about their safety. After all, Kabukicho is comparable to Gotham in this world view. You never know when they might get into a gang fight. What should they do if they get injured?

"...In the future, when the comics start making money, I must find an opportunity to have a good talk with them and get them to work honestly."

The old mother, Amamiya, could not help but worry, "This family will be doomed sooner or later without me."

For a moment, I didn't even feel like taking a bath. I simply applied shower gel and shampoo all over my body, rinsed quickly, wrapped myself in a bath towel, and prepared to go to the room to find some clothes, and then lie down in bed to rest early.

however.

"Clap!"

"——Xiaoyi, I brought your classmates to my house to play! Come and meet them!"

The girl just walked out of the bathroom, half covered with a bath towel, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, with a seductive and beautiful appearance.

The mother just pushed the door open, and the thin black-haired girl followed behind her.

Seeing the scene before them, the expressions on their faces froze at the same time.

The next moment, a blush of embarrassment appeared on her fair cheeks.

The girl blushed as she covered her chest tightly with a bath towel. Her fair shoulders with soft and clear lines and her towering chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing.

"You guys, get out...get out."

She seemed to want to pretend that she didn't care.

But the slight trembling in her voice betrayed her and made her look as if she would burst into tears at any second.

So astringent.

...........

They are also in the second week: Chapter 92 Minister, you smell so good.

The girl with a flushed face and curled white toes stood in front of the wardrobe with her legs together. The thin bath towel that covered her was only enough to cover her two pink moons. If she didn't hold her important things tightly, there would be a risk of being peeped at.

Her slender, smooth shoulders were half exposed, and her long, white, kissable neck was partially hidden by her wet black hair. Drops of unwiped, crystal clear water slid down her shoulders, forming a small puddle at her collarbone, and then slid into the slightly red, deep ravines that made people want to explore more.

Compared with the direct impact of being naked, this half-covered state is more likely to arouse people's imagination and arouse their interest.

The cold wind was constantly pouring in, making her body feel cold. The short two or three seconds seemed to stretch to a century, as if strange slippery tentacles were wriggling all over her body, making it impossible for her to remain calm.

...The girl's gray amber eyes moved up and down unnaturally like an earthquake. One hand was tightly wrapped around her chest, and the other hand was holding down the hem of the bath towel.

"Is..what's the matter?"

"If you have nothing to do, please...go out..."

She seemed to be trying to act as if she didn't care.

However, her voice, which was trembling slightly and almost choking, her shoulders which kept rising and falling due to her rapid breathing, and her flushed face all betrayed her.

Steam was coming out of the little head after the bath, as if it would burst into tears of shame and anger in the next second.

You're already so embarrassed, why do you still have to pretend nothing happened?

"puff!"

The mother suddenly came to her senses, staggered back a step, and hurriedly closed the door.

"—Smith Marseille!"

She had never been so aware of her daughter's growth.

In every sense...

"Well!"

At the same time, Hoshikawa Kitaka, who had witnessed the erotic scene just now, almost had her mind broken at this moment. She stood in the corridor at a loss for a while, her mind full of the girl's curvy, white, soft body, and her blushing beautiful face.

The half-covered, half-exposed, aloof young lady was so shy about herself that she seemed like she was about to cry or something... She was basically pole dancing on her own XP!

Minister, you...you smell so good!

.........

After being "invited" out of the room by Amemiya Yi, Amemiya Hitomi and Hoshikawa Kitaka returned to the living room.

As the Amemiya couple's daily work is no longer so busy, in the past two days, they have used their new wages to carefully tinker with and replace some of the things in the Amemiya home that they didn't like.

For example, the sofa that was originally stained with alcohol and covered with dirty, yellow and mottled dirt was replaced with a new one. A white sofa cover was put on the outside and professional air freshener was used. It suddenly changed from a bed for drunkards who stayed out all night to a sofa where guests could sit down and chat.

The old TV in the living room was also replaced with a large LCD screen... This replacement cost more than 200,000 yen. You can imagine how profitable the public relations industry is.

Although there are not too many luxurious and expensive decorations, it does look like that at first glance.

My house used to have similar decorations, and the decoration style was exactly the same as my mother's.

Do all low-key wealthy people like this?

Sitting on the soft sofa and smelling the light and pleasant fragrance in the living room, Hoshikawa Kitaka's thoughts were a little scattered, and for a moment she felt that the moment was a little unrealistic.

I was alone a few days ago, but now I am at the home of my friend who likes me, having a relaxed and pleasant conversation with my aunt who used to be my mother’s best friend?

Is the progress a bit too fast?

The more she thought about it, the more it seemed like a dream, but when she pinched her thigh, which had little flesh on it, the pain once again reminded her that this was the reality she was all too familiar with.

But it’s not as bad as before, where people just want to curse.

"Little Beixiang! How's it going!"

"Hmm?" Hoshikawa Kitaka came back to her senses and looked at the wife next to her. She was wearing a white dress. She looked quite pure, but because some of her parts were too exposed, she looked inexplicably erotic. "...What do you mean?"

"My daughter!" Amemiya Hitomi said with a happy face, as if showing off, "Xiaoyi is beautiful and super cute, just like me, isn't she?"

"Um..."

Hoshikawa Kitaka nodded somewhat reluctantly.

Hitomi Amemiya looked very happy...To be frank, she felt that Hitomi Amemiya looked a little silly, and if she wanted to trick her, she could probably trick her into bed with her in one night.

In contrast, the Minister seemed quiet and aloof. Although he seemed to have a side unknown to the public, like the one just mentioned, he gave people a cold and aloof feeling most of the time, as if he knew a lot of things.

If it wasn't for Hitomi Amemiya and the Minister, who looked very similar in both face and figure, she might have suspected that Hitomi Amemiya had picked up the Minister from somewhere.

However, there is one thing that should be made clear...

After she hesitated for a moment, she suddenly said:

"...that."

"Ok?"

"...Actually, I already knew Amamiya Yi."

"..?"

She was slightly stunned for a moment, "But, Xiao Beixiang, didn't you say you were in Class J..."

Hoshikawa Kitaka nodded and said, "She and I are indeed not in the same class."

"But, Amamiya is the leader of the club I join, so we're actually... well, we're pretty familiar with each other, so we could be considered friends..."

“..Huh?”

Hitomi Amemiya stared, her expression a little surprised.

..club..friends...Do these two words have anything to do with Xiaoyi?

"real or fake?"

My eldest daughter's temperament has gradually become cold and she doesn't like to talk much since she was in the second or third grade of elementary school, after her husband's career encountered problems.

Although he is very reliable in all aspects such as housework and study, and even works part-time to supplement the family income during holidays, he is mature and like an adult, which makes us parents worry less.

But according to her middle school homeroom teacher, Xiaoyi doesn't even talk to others at school. She won't respond unless others initiate a conversation. It's even a question whether she has any friends at school, let alone bringing friends home to play.

Xiaoyi, whose temperament was so cold that she and her husband were a little worried...

They actually set up a club?

Moreover, she actually has friends?

For a moment, the surprise on Amemiya Hitomi's face was replaced by joy. This was a happy event!

"What's the name of the club Xiaoyi founded?"

Just as Hoshikawa Kitaka was about to answer, a clear and beautiful voice came from not far away.

"——Study Department."

.........

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ps: I feel that the title of the book seems a bit too bland, and I want to change it. Does anyone have any suggestions?

I'll write another 2k later.

They are also in the second week: Chapter 93 Xiao Beixiang, be my daughter!

"——Study Department."

A clear and beautiful voice answered the question for Hoshikawa Kitaka.

Hoshikawa Kitaka and Amemiya Hitomi turned their heads at the same time in the direction of the voice and saw the girl who had changed into a loose-fitting t-shirt and had slightly damp hair draped loosely over her shoulders.

Amemiya Yi had walked out of the bedroom and appeared in the corridor without knowing when.

Moreover, it looked as if nothing had happened just now and he had recovered with full health.

Hoshikawa Kitaka also tacitly did not mention this matter again.

If this were in the club, she would definitely laugh at the other person, but at this moment, Amamiya Iori and Amamiya Hitomi were in the same room, and bringing it up would seem very uncouth...

While Hoshikawa Kitaka was lost in thought, Amemiya Hitomi was shocked by the department name which was full of flaws.

"..Study..Study Department?"

So serious!

No, to be more precise, it's a bit too serious, isn't it? Which high school student would really join a club like this?

What was the activity? After-school tutoring? A lecture on Mr. Amamiya's learning experiences?

I don't understand.

but...

Hitomi Amemiya looked up at her little face which had returned to its coldness. When she thought that her daughter, who had been alone in the past, now had friends of her own, her original strange expression was immediately replaced by a smile that she couldn't help but put on.

"Hehe...it really is a club that suits Xiaoyi's style."

"..."

Seeing her mother's inexplicably gentle smile, Amamiya Yi didn't deny it. She waved her hand calmly and said, "The Study Club was established out of interest. Compared to other student clubs, there's nothing special about it. It's not the boring cram school that Mother imagined."

"Compared to this, I'm more curious about why you two appear together."

In other words, I'm asking how you two, who have nothing to do with each other, managed to meet and get to know each other.

Hitomi Amemiya thought for a moment, "...it's a bit difficult to explain in detail, but the short of it is, I used to be friends with Xiao Beixiang's mother. Today is the anniversary of her death, and when I went to visit her grave...I happened to run into Xiao Beixiang."

"She looked familiar to me, and when I asked, I found out that Bei Xiang was my friend's daughter. I thought she had already... so I thought about saying..."

"I see, I think I understand..."

So this is why she went out at night?

Amemiya Yi couldn't help but feel regretful for not caring about her mother's movements before.