Chapter 1 1. Transfer
At eight o'clock in the morning, there is a lot of traffic on National Highway 134 in Kamakura, and the dust raised by trucks speeding past will make people frown and rub their eyes.

Among the Nissan Bluebirds squeezed out of the traffic, Tachibana Qingxue sighed, looking a little tired.

She's going to pick someone up now.

I don't know how much impact this person will have on my life, so I feel a little irritable and apprehensive.

Bluebird drove away from the main road and turned into the side road, and an antique mansion appeared in front of his sight.

The house is surrounded by high board walls, the ancient gate is angular, and the word "Tokugawa" is boldly outlined in black ink on the door plate.

Ju Qingxue parked the car and came to the door.

After waiting for less than five seconds, a maid in her 20s came out and invited her into the house.

The man sitting on the sofa raised his head: "Miss Xiongju, come and visit in person."

"I'm not tired, it's nothing..." Ju Qingxue replied politely, looking quietly at the master's face.

This is the current Patriarch of the Kii Tokugawa family. He looks almost 60 years old, with white beard and hair.

Although his face is old, his calm sitting posture can still exude a sense of majesty and composure. This is a kind of superior temperament that can only be naturally revealed by the old Chinese with real background.

But the careful Tachibana Qingxue could notice that in his deeply sunken eyes, there was a kind of dark light mixed with frustration and determination.

It seemed that he had been hit hard by fate and resisted desperately, but in the end he became a loser.

In desperation, he could only choose to abandon everything and die with that terrible fate.

"Miss Orange, please sign here."

The voice of Patriarch Tokugawa brought Tachibana Kiyoyuki's thoughts back from imagination to reality.

How could she not be a loser of fate... There was a faint, slightly self-deprecating smile on the corner of her mouth.

Picking up a pen from the table, she knelt down, her slender legs outlined a graceful curve under the gentle pressure of her waist.The fingertips holding the pen are slender and clear, and their complexion is as white and clear as a freshly peeled green onion.

"...Do you sign here?"

"Yes. After signing, all the property under my name and Qingming's custody rights will belong to your mother. And the contract between you and him will also come into effect officially."

"All right."

Tachibana Qingxue put down the pen.

Then she elegantly pulled up her long hair in a ponytail, and pushed a few strands of fringe behind her ears.

"He's in the second room in the upstairs hallway, you take him back." Patriarch Tokugawa lowered his eyelids weakly, his voice was as low as exhausted, "From now on, his surname is Tachibana, I can never go back to that house again..."

There was an obvious hint of hatred in his words.

But he didn't have a trace of joy after the success of the scheme, only exhaustion.

Ju Qingxue got up and walked upstairs.

The Kii Tokugawa family is one of the three Tokugawa royal families.

In 1884, shortly after the beginning of the Meiji Restoration, the "Chinese Order" was promulgated, which divided the citizens into four classes: the royal family, the Chinese family, the noble family, and the common people.

Although the last shogun, Tokugawa Yoshiki, had returned power to the emperor, the entire Tokugawa clan and its vassal forces could still enjoy the treatment of the upper class Chinese.

Among them, the Tokugawa General's family was named Duke, the Tokugawa Gosan family was named Marquis, and the Tokugawa Gosanqing was named Earl.

After World War II, the "Chinese Ethnic Order" was abolished, and Japan implemented the "Four Peoples Equality" policy.

All the Chinese who have lost their noble status are like the moonlight gradually slipping from the treetops, inevitably declining.

Before the war, the Kiy Tokugawa family was still a rich and powerful family. By the 50s, they were already heavily in debt. The wife of the head of the family opened a restaurant to make a living.

If there is any exception to this quietly staged "history of the demise of the nobles", it is the Matsudaira family who rose against the trend and became a chaebol-type Chinese.

Thinking about it, Ju Qingxue suddenly shook her head mockingly.

How could I, the miserable only child of the Ju family, have the time to explore these things...

When she came to the second floor, she knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

There were voices in the house.

The voice is bright and clear, neither tense nor too relaxed. It is a perfect voice that will not be forgotten once you hear it once.

Ju Qingxue couldn't help laughing.

She tends to be a bit vocal.

Just after hearing this voice, she sketched the appearance of the speaker in her mind: he has a gentle and hearty smile, white and neat teeth, and a straight and dignified bridge of nose...

But there is a little fly in the ointment.

The speaker was still young after all, and his voice was inevitably a little immature.

"Let's trick him into thinking of his mother as a godmother for now, anyway, he's still young, so he's easy to deceive..." Ju Qingxue pushed open the door talking to herself.

In a clean and odorless room, there is a desk by the window with many books on it.

The sun is shining brightly in March, and the spring breeze strokes the curtains.

The teenager reads a book in the spring.

His fair side face in the backlight, handsome but melancholy, weak and hazy, painful and elegant... It's like a beautiful and lonely illustration.

Ju Qingxue was a little dazed.

—Her body and mind fell into a state of complete stillness.

Out of the delicate and imaginative spirit of women, at this moment, the image of the young man in her eyes is a down-and-out aristocratic young man who combines all the beautiful and fragile attributes of melancholy, delicate, delicate, fragile, and delicate .

[The appearance is very dreamy, Tachibana Qingxue's favorability for you +20, no points gained; current favorability is 20]

Tokugawa... Oh no, Tachibana Kiyoaki shifted his gaze a little, and took a look at the sluggish Tachibana Kiyoyuki.

This lady doesn't look very smart.

But people look nice.

Around 24, she is tall, with fair and delicate complexion; her plump lips, lovely corners of her mouth, and milk-like soft white and plump cheeks exude a refreshing beauty.

Black workplace attire, slender waist, round and full chest;
Black stockings were exposed under the narrow skirt, and her legs were well-proportioned and slender, full of intellectual and capable working women.

The beauty of this woman has basically touched the ceiling of human beings. To describe it in a more fashionable way, it is: if you can marry such a woman, you will feel bad conscience if you lose 30 years of life, and you have to add another 20 years.

But Ju Qingxian found that her two little feet wrapped in silk stockings stepped on the floor, and there was a trace of silk slipping on the stockings on her calves, which was scratched by something.

The two looked at each other without speaking.

Tangerine was a little puzzled.

Isn't this woman an idiot...

I know I'm pretty, but you can't keep looking at me without talking, so my carefully posed poses will be meaningless!
The screen paused for a long time, and after Ju Qingxue licked the corners of her mouth blankly, she suddenly came back to her senses.A little funny in her heart that she thought too much just now, she put on the appearance of a caring big sister, and greeted with a smile: "Ah Qing, hello."

Tangerine Qing showed a concave shape and did not reply.

Seeing that his eyes were not on the book, Ju Qingxue asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

At this time, Ju Qingxian finally turned around, raised the corners of his mouth politely and decently: "Take the way of the heroine, so that the heroine has nowhere to go."

"?"

Ju Qingxue was instantly stunned.

At this moment, she just wanted to yell in her heart regardless of her image: I am no longer a literary girl, okay?
[Your words caught people off guard, Ju Qingxue's favorability towards you was -1, gaining 10 points; current favorability is 19]

A hint flashed in her eyes, and Ju Qingxian thought it was not enough, so she stared at her calf.

Tachibana Qingxue felt a little unnatural, and subconsciously looked down.

The place where the silk stockings on her calves came off revealed some white and greasy skin... Her head buzzed, and then she asked Ju Qingxian angrily: "A woman's stockings are torn, so you just look at them? "

Ju Qingxian felt that she was very reasonable.

So he took out his mobile phone, clicked, and took a tempting close-up of the gap on her leg.

"?"

Ju Qingxue was dumbfounded again.

[Ju Qingxue was unexpected, her favorability towards you was -5, and she gained 50 points; her current favorability is 14]

That's more or less.

Tachibana smiled with satisfaction.

At this moment, Ju Qingxue's eyes were resentful, but she did not give up and asked: "Aren't you going to say something?"

For the sake of Ju Qingxian's very good first impression on her, as long as he obediently admits his mistake, she will forgive him once.

But from Ju Qingxian's point of view, she just bent over and raised her buttocks, and offered to send her to his door to be squeezed by him.

Ever since, Ju Qingxue saw that the boy's handsome face suddenly revealed a devilish smile:
"Can you take off the torn stockings and give them to me?"

"...?"

Tachibana Qingxue felt that something was broken in her heart.

[Your filter in Ju Qingxue's eyes is broken, the favorability for you is -10, and you get 100 points; the current favorability is 4]

Ju Qingxian, who had had enough wool, stood up contentedly, pointing lazily to the suitcase next to the bed: "Take the suitcase and take me home, lovely sister."

 Key points:

  Newcomer, new book.

  Pony, cart, multiple heroines, daily love + light reasoning (social reasoning)
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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