The peaceful daily life of the heroine in the other world

They run casinos, collect protection rackets, and profit from the sex trade—and don't they make any other money? With this kind of business, even just smuggling would bring in hundreds of billions of yen. How do they hold back?

To be honest, he doesn't really look like a gangster.

However, it is precisely this consistent "benevolent and righteous" style that has attracted many young people who have watched films such as Hot-Blooded High School to join the Uezawa Group.

Secondly, the person living in the Amemiya family is not an ordinary person.

Miss Xingchuan lived in an ordinary person's home, so she naturally had to worry about whether her identity as a public relations woman would accidentally involve ordinary people.

But those two people in the Amemiya family...can they be considered ordinary people?

Not to mention that both of them are public relations, and they also work in Kabukicho.

You know, a large part of Kabukicho is under the management of the Uezawa Group, and half of the money from the entertainment industry goes into their pockets.

In a sense, the Amemiya couple are also working for the Uezawa group. In other words, aren't they one of our own?

The Amemiya family is already in the circle, so do we still need to worry about being dragged into it?

...In short, she had already considered living in the Amemiya family.

The biggest trouble we have to deal with right now is that group of bad women.

She didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble to the Amemiya family because of her own reasons, so she had to do her job well on the surface.

At least, I can't reveal anything in the few days before I leave...

"--what!"

Hearing her words, Amemiya Hitomi was obviously startled. She looked around hurriedly and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no one heard her call Hoshikawa Kitaka's real name.

“..I’ll be more careful next time!”

"Um.."

Although there won't be a next time..

As Hoshikawa Kitaka nodded, she went back to the dressing room to change her clothes, put on a mask, let her hair down, and went out to the street through the secret passage in the store.

If you work in this industry, you have to be careful about being boxed. Once you are boxed, you can only say goodbye to your peaceful life. There are many cases where public relations who do not pay attention to personal privacy have been killed offline.

It is the unspoken rule in this industry to prepare covert exit routes for employees and hide the traces and real information of public relations.

According to the rules of Ai Girl, customers are not allowed to disturb the lives of the public relations staff unless they are willing to do so, otherwise they will be [expelled from the store].

Those PR shops that fail to keep information confidential and do not do a good job in this area are already out of business. The bosses who leaked information because of customers' payment are basically gone (in the physical sense). An old shop like Ai Nvli that has been open for a long time will naturally not be careless about such things.

Most public relations people use this method to disguise themselves and separate reality from their work in the store to avoid any trouble.

It is rare in the industry for someone like Hitomi Amemiya to use her surname as her flower name.

I have to persuade my auntie later, otherwise she might get into trouble someday, or encounter something real offline...

...

At the same time, in the [Girls Love] Cowherd shop.

"By the way, how's that guy who said he was coming to find his wife doing now? Is Brother Qing okay?"

As it was getting close to the end of the shift, the gigolos who were packing up their things in the store started chatting.

A Qing is a new gigolo who won the heart of a married woman in ten seconds within less than a week after joining the company. As he looks mature and is a handsome man in his thirties, most gigolos in their twenties respectfully call him Brother A Qing.

"Uh...how should I put it..."

The man being questioned showed a troubled expression, "I saw that guy break into the private room from a distance, and then... he didn't come out for several hours."

"When we just came out, this guy, who had a face full of hatred and a murderous look at first, became cheerful. He put his arm around Brother Qing's shoulder and walked out with his wife, chatting as they walked..."

"...hiss!"

The cowherds who were listening nearby gasped and exclaimed that Aqing was so terrifying.

"Even the man was conquered! Brother Qing is so strong!"

"So outrageous?!"

"He's so powerful, he can attract both men and women!"

When everyone was praising him, one person was a little confused:

"Brother Qing...it's not Nantong, right?"

"..."

"...hiss!"

The global climate is warming again.

........

A moment later, Miss Hoshikawa reunited with the Amemiya couple and successfully got on the bus "home".

However, Amemiya Kiyoshi, who used to be socially phobic, seemed particularly excited at this moment.

According to him, while receiving a client today, he found a close friend, the kind who shared similar interests and felt they had met too late...

Hitomi Amemiya was skeptical at first, but when she heard that the man was a man, she immediately felt relieved...

Miss Hoshikawa in the back row listened to the conversation between the two with an awkward but polite smile, and was deeply shocked.

You know, my uncle worked in a gigolo parlor.

Cowherd, escort, good friend?

The guest is a man...

...really a real man?

It was confusing, but she didn't want to get involved in anything that might involve fencing fights between men, so she chose to remain mute.

.....

When I returned to the Amemiya family, it was already 3:40 in the morning.

The night is very deep, but the moonlight is bright and the starry sky is bright. It is not dark at all, but rather a little cool.

After washing up in the bathroom on the first floor and removing the makeup on their faces, they went upstairs together.

"——Good night, Kitaka-chan."

In the corridor, Hitomi Amemiya gave a gentle smile to the girl standing in front of the door.

"Oh, by the way, remember to be quiet when you go in. Xiaoyi is a light sleeper and wakes up easily."

"Um..."

"Clap."

As the door of the Amemiya couple's master bedroom was closed, Miss Hoshikawa, who was standing in front of the door, lowered her head slightly and stared in a daze at her white and tender feet that were a little cold.

..For the first time, I slept in the same bedroom with someone other than my parents..

Not to mention, the other party is a girl who likes me,

After hesitating at the door for a moment, she reached out, turned the doorknob, and pushed the door open.

Amidst the creaking sounds, Hoshikawa Kitaka tiptoed cautiously into the bedroom.

There was no light in the bedroom, but it was not dark.

The curtains were not closed, and the bright moon cast a few rays of transparent light from outside the window, casting a layer of silver gauze on the room and the bed.

The breeze is light and the curtains are swaying slightly.

On the pure white bed, the cool girl was covered under the silver-white moon-shaped veil, sleeping quietly in the center of the bed, with her hands placed flat on her lower abdomen, her posture correct, and her chest rising and falling slightly with her calm breathing.

She blended lightly into the moonlight and fell asleep in the breeze and the bright moon.

"...How come this person is sleeping so peacefully..."

When she inexplicably thought of the word "serene", Hoshikawa Kitako's originally nervous expression suddenly collapsed, and she could hardly hold back her laughter.

The soft toes that were originally carefully raised suddenly relaxed, the heels gently touched the ground, the tense body relaxed, and the slightly heavy breathing gradually calmed down.

The girl's peaceful and clean sleeping face makes it impossible to have any wild thoughts.

She slowly walked to the bed and lay down gently. Her body seemed to melt and was instantly captured by the soft mattress.

There is a light fragrance lingering around the tip of the nose, not bright, but smells very comfortable.

After looking at the girl's overly straight sleeping posture for a while, Miss Hoshikawa slowly turned around in deep tiredness and warmth and looked at the ceiling.

As the breeze blew on her face, she couldn't help but think.

"..The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

.....

Good night, sweet dreams

They are also in the second week: Chapter 119 can’t sleep at all!

Late at night, in the girls' bedroom.

The bed was shaking slightly, and the rustling sound of the quilt could be heard beside me.

And the worst part is... there's the snoring.

"...Um..."

In a state of half-consciousness and half-asleep, the girl, who had a very straight posture, frowned slightly, parted her lips, and unconsciously made a somewhat muffled humming sound.

In fact, Amemiya Yi is not a person who can sleep very soundly. Except when she is very tired, she can sleep deeply. Her sleep at night is also relatively light.

Finally, she opened her eyes as the snoring sound got closer and closer.

What comes into view is the ceiling that has gradually become familiar. The hazy moonlight outside the window shines on my face. The wind is a little cool and the light is a little bright.

The gray pupils became translucent and a little dazzling in the moonlight.

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly and her face trembled a few times, obviously she was not awake yet.

Feeling a little confused as if suddenly waking up from sleep, I looked sideways, trying to find the source of the sound.

The moment she turned her head, a gentle breath with a slightly burning feel hit her face.

"?"

What the hell? Are there giant rats in Tokyo?

The dazed Amemiya Yi woke up instantly, moved her body three or two times in a row away, and hit her back against the wall.

Still a little frightened, she subconsciously touched her cheek where the hot and humid breath had brushed against her, and saw clearly the creature in front of her covered in the hazy moonlight.

A Miss Chuan that has been transformed from a wild state into a domesticated one.

It was then that she suddenly remembered that there was a neighbor in her bedroom, no more than one meter away.

"Hu-hu-"

And the neighbor who had woken him up... was now lying beside him in a swaggering manner, with his long hair scattered messily on the sheets, and his hands and feet restlessly draped around him, like a kitten with a twisted leg doing yoga.

The quilt that took me a long time to make smooth and tidy, which would make any obsessive-compulsive disorder patient feel comfortable, has become wrinkled and choppy after this guy tossed it around.

As for the anchor point used for [dividing], that white cat doll?

She was holding it in her arms as a pillow, it was severely deformed, and its big eyes looked at her pitifully.

——The cat doll was broken.

The boundaries of reality had crumbled unconsciously during the five or six hours I had slept.

"..."

The sleeping posture is so bad.

Amemiya Yi looked at the dilapidated post-war scene and was stunned for a few seconds.

And in just these few short seconds, the restless girl holding the cat stretched out her legs again and put them on her body with a pia sound.

After finding the landing point, her soft, white and tender toes immediately began to clamp the quilt on her body and pull it towards herself.

Amamiya Yi:?

Good guy, you are getting too arrogant and wanting to get more than you deserve, right?