Starting Tokyo Life From Inheriting A Shopping Street

Chapter 44: Chapter 44



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Just two days ago, she was the aloof student council president, the ice goddess in the eyes of many boys.

She was sure that he was standing behind her so he could stare at her ass which was shown due to the short skirt. But now, here she was, wearing a maid outfit and cleaning the floor, enduring the harassment of her male classmate. Suddenly she felt his hand on her thigh moving up and down.

This was just... amazing!

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Tsuki Akiyama found it increasingly difficult to maintain her defiant expression, her true self beginning to surface as she lost herself in the moment.

Suddenly, Shuichi Chiba's phone rang, forcing him to withdraw his hand to check the device.

Left to the side, Tsuki Akiyama blinked, her hazy gaze regaining a bit of clarity as she sensually licked her lips.

Compared to this playful teasing, a more direct approach felt much more satisfying.

[Where's that photo of you drinking? You lecherous little brat!]

It was clearly a message from Sayuki Ogawa.

Shuichi Chiba then realized that he had been delayed quite a bit by the infatuated student council president, almost forgetting about sending the photo.

He got up, grabbed the two cans of fruit wine, and walked towards the room, instructing Tsuki Akiyama, "You keep cleaning the floor. I'll come out to check in a bit."

Tsuki Akiyama pouted, her face full of resentment. It wasn't like she was really here to clean the floor, and weren't those drinks meant for her?

Watching Shuichi Chiba enter the room with suspicion, she turned to touch the imprint left on the back of her thigh, reminiscing about the thrill of the earlier moment.

Shuichi Chiba entered the room, placed the fruit wine on the table, rummaged through the wardrobe for Fumika Ogawa's stockings, and then sat down on the chair to start replying to messages.

[Take a look at my legs?] 

[Heh, you didn't get enough of touching just now? Doing that kind of thing in front of my sister, you really have some guts.] 

[Is Sayuki-san feeling any better? Are you still in a lot of pain?] 

[Don't change the subject. Do you think I'm as easy to fool as my sister? A few words of concern or flattery won't get me to lose my head.] 

[I'm not changing the subject. What I mean is, if Sayuki-san is still in pain, is there a chance I could help you with a massage again tomorrow?] 

[...] 

Sayuki Ogawa was truly taken aback. Throughout her life, she had seen her fair share of perverts and shameless people, but finding someone so brazenly lewd was a rarity! 

However, she wasn't one to shy away. With a cold laugh, she replied: [Just helping you with your leg massage, and you're this eager? You really are just a little boy...] 

[I just lack experience, Sayuki-san. Can you help me broaden my horizons? Is there anything better than this?] 

[...] 

Sayuki Ogawa gained a deeper understanding of Shuichi Chiba's audacity. She glanced toward the bathroom, where the sound of water splashing indicated that her sister was taking a shower.

[Stop pretending to be clueless. Delaying is useless; hand over the drinking photo.] 

[That's right. At this time, Sayuki-san should be home lying in bed, right? She really needs this.] 

Sayuki Ogawa felt a twitch at her temple. This guy was right; she really was leaning against her bed... 

[Less talk!] 

[Drinking Photo.JPG] Shuichi Chiba actually sent a picture. 

Sayuki Ogawa was momentarily surprised; she didn't expect him to have the guts. But upon closer inspection, she was infuriated—this sly guy wasn't going to yield that easily. 

In the image, Shuichi Chiba had an opened can of fruit wine in front of him, and he was sniffing Fumika Ogawa's stockings in his hand. 

It was a true drinking photo! 

And he hadn't even shown his full face! 

Sayuki Ogawa wasn't too shocked, as she had thought this little brat wouldn't actually send a photo like that, but this one still had its leverage!

[So you're drinking, huh?] Sayuki Ogawa licked her lips, revealing a pleased smile. 

[Are you going to report me, Sayuki-san?] 

[Not for now.] 

[So you're keeping it for blackmail? I don't know what you plan to force me to do with this photo, but that's fine, as long as you're happy, Sayuki-san.] 

[???] 

Sayuki Ogawa could tell from his tone and the speed of his replies that he had anticipated this. It felt like punching a pillow—soft and ineffective. 

So he was intentionally giving me leverage? 

This guy… 

Even more despicable! 

[Charming looks, mature and voluptuous, with a slender and graceful figure and long, toned legs. I've got dirt on the little brat next door. She licked her enticing red lips, a knowing smile creeping across her face, and decided…] 

Sayuki Ogawa's face twitched. This little brat made it sound like she was some kind of pervert!

But this development… 

Tsk, it was strangely exhilarating. 

Being in a dominant position and toying with a weaker boy really hit Sayuki Ogawa's sweet spot. 

[I've decided to show this leverage to your parents.] 

[Huh? Are you going to South Africa too, Sayuki-san?] 

[???] 

[My parents work in South Africa and might not come back even once a year. They're usually in areas with poor signal. If you want them to see it, the best way is to fly to South Africa and show them in person.] 

[…] Sayuki Ogawa was bewildered. Why would I go to South Africa? 

[I get it now, Sayuki-san wants to meet my parents. I understand.] 

[You understand nothing!] Sayuki Ogawa replied with annoyance. 

[I only understand perverts; I'm not familiar with other kinds of things, so I probably can't help you, Sayuki-san.] 

Sayuki Ogawa was so mad she put down her phone. This little brat was truly a handful! It felt like every time she was the one being toyed with, and it was an infuriating feeling! 

[Is Sayuki-san mad?] 

She glanced at the phone screen and, hugging her pillow, couldn't be bothered to respond. 

[Looks like I won't be able to wash my hands from now on.] 

Sayuki Ogawa frowned, a bit confused by the comment, and couldn't help but reply with a question mark. 

[?] 

[Because I might not have the chance to touch Sayuki-san's legs anymore, so I definitely can't wash away your scent.] 

Sayuki Ogawa rolled her eyes in disdain. [You better wash your hands properly! Are you planning to touch my sister with your dirty hands tomorrow?] 

[Sayuki-san, don't say that about yourself! I don't think you're dirty.] 

[You!] 

[When will Sayuki-san wear black stockings? I'm kinda curious about what that would look like.] 

[Aren't you satisfied with my sister's black stockings?] 

[That's different. I actually want to see Fumika-san taking off her stockings.] 

[I get to see it every day, even touch my sister's thighs when she's not wearing stockings. She's taking a shower right now, and soon I'll be able to touch them. Are you drooling in envy?] 

[Indeed, I envy you for being able to casually touch Fumika-san, and I envy Fumika-san for being touched by Sayuki-san. They both sound amazing.] 

[...] Sayuki Ogawa had no words in response. 

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