Tokyo: Starting from staying with my mother’s best friend

Chapter 13 You are a bug with a brain full of yellow waste

The angel, who didn't care about the size of her breasts, hummed and put the soup into her mouth lightly with her little hands. The spoon was at a right angle to her lips. At the same time, her eyes were careless, looking left and right, as if she was in a panic.

When his eyes inadvertently drifted to his aunt by the fireplace, looking at the proud and straight curve of her chest, the angel was startled for a moment, his lips wriggled unconsciously, and he let out a very, very weak sigh: "I really don't mind at all... "

Ionuma Isao couldn't help but look towards Aunt Kyoko.

The fireplace was burning brightly, and the firelight danced and shone on the old aunt's brows.

Listening to the crackling sound of firewood, she held a beer and looked at the flames in a daze, raising her head and taking a few sips of wine from time to time.The bright firelight illuminated her pretty face, which was rosy and soft, and the tip of her delicate nose shone in front of the flames.

The color is warm, but her temperament is still the kind of coldness that repels people thousands of miles away.

"My aunt is in a very bad state during this period." Huacheng Iori suddenly said.

Ionuma Isao looked back at her childish little face: "Loss of appetite and poor sleep quality."

"Ah."

She nodded lightly.

"She is obviously out of shape, and she still has to deal with complicated company affairs. If this continues, she will collapse soon..."

The girl talked while tasting the delicious dishes.

"Auntie's reaction is normal, but you..." Iinuma Isao looked at the girl suspiciously.

'Your father is also dead, why do you still look so indifferent? '

With the young man's voice ringing in his ears, Huacheng Iori took a bite of the ribs and said while chewing: "My father has been a walking corpse for a long time. Death is a kind of relief for him. I can't even be happy. On the other hand, my aunt, but So I blame myself..."

"What are you blaming yourself for?" Iinuma Isao asked.

Huacheng Iori glanced at him and lowered his head to drink the soup: "I won't tell you."

"Hey, you're going to get beaten if you talk like this!" Iinuma Isao said through gritted teeth.

"Don't you want to check? Check it yourself, why do you want me to tell you?" The spoon in the angel's hand gently rested on his pink lower lip, he looked at the opposite side and chuckled softly: "Is it possible that you don't have the confidence to find out about our family by yourself?" What’s the truth behind these things?”

"If the opponent is you, I really don't have confidence." Ionuma Isao didn't say anything harsh.

"Is this a compliment or is it to numb me?"

"Of course it's a compliment."

"That's reasonable. I accept your compliment." The angel nodded with a smile.

Ionuma Isao also laughed.

I thought that a young lady like her, who was rich, beautiful and had super powers, would have a high-spirited personality, like to put on airs, and be difficult to get along with.

But after getting along with her for a day, Ionuma Isao found that she was quite easy-going and had a good temper. It was really comfortable to be with her.

"But I don't feel comfortable being with you!"

Angel unceremoniously ruined Ionuma Isao's good impression of her.

Looking at the boy whose face turned dark, the corners of Huacheng Iori's mouth raised slightly, with a faint smile full of contempt and ridicule: "When you look at my aunt, you always look at the breasts; when you look at me, you always look at the legs! Look at my sister-in-law and Iroha At that time, you were thinking about rice bowl! You, a bedbug with a brain full of yellow waste, will be stepped on by this lady one day! Humph——"

Even if she is swearing, watching her cherry-colored lips open and close can still make people feel comfortable.

This is the charm of beautiful girls!

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The rain was noisy outside and the fog was misty.

In front of the fireplace, Huacheng Kyoko looked down at the dull black kimono, but it looked lonely and lonely under the light of the flames.

The long-dormant fatigue made her feel more and more sleepy, and her eyelids were as heavy as lead.

However, unlike an overtired person who can fall asleep as soon as he closes his eyes, Huacheng Kyoko cannot fall asleep at this time.

After closing my eyes, my thoughts are just in a state of stagnation and have not disappeared.

Vague thoughts were floating in her head of pain and desire, sticky, heavy, and filled with faint pain, making her seem to be spinning in circles and never being able to escape.

At the dining table, Huacheng Iori ate and drank enough, then narrowed his eyes and looked at Ionuma Isao: "What kind of person do you think my aunt is?"

Ionuma Isao shrugged boredly. 'Why do you have so many questions? '

Angel stretched out his hand to tuck a strand of hair that had fallen to his face behind his ear, and said confidently: "Tell me about it, after all, you are about to become a member of the Huacheng family, and deepening your understanding of your family is the most effective way to reduce friction."

Iinuma Isao looked at her seriously and confirmed, "Are you serious?"

"Hmm~"

Huacheng Iori raised his chin slightly, and the tip of his delicate nose made a few unexplained hums.

This playful and cute appearance, coupled with her elegant and arrogant attitude... I kind of want to punch her and cry.

"Aunt Kyoko, I only met her on the first day, so I only have a rough impression." Ionuma Isao recalled Auntie's performance today, "She is a very strong person, rigorous and thoughtful in dealing with things, and she will not let herself down when encountering any difficulties. Fall down.”

Huacheng Iori narrowed his eyes in displeasure: "Is this your answer?"

"Is there any question?" Ionuma Isao thought his formulaic answer was blameless.

"If you can only speak in this kind of scene, then the Huacheng family will be doomed." Huacheng Iori tapped his fingertips on the table, making the sound on the table the same frequency as his own voice. "The current Huacheng family can only be supported by my aunt." , I am not yet old enough. My aunt will not be able to hold on anymore..."

As she spoke, she suddenly threw something over.

The thing fell in front of Ionuma Isao and made a crisp impact sound. She smiled and said, "So, I'll leave it to you."

Ionuma Isao looked down at the keys on the table: "Where does this go?"

"This is the key to my aunt's room."

"Clam?"

"My aunt will definitely have nightmares again tonight, so take the key and go take a look. Remember to knock on the door first, otherwise you will see something you shouldn't and your aunt will have to blame me again."

Huacheng Iori's words sounded like ridicule.

When Ionuma Isao thought of sneaking into the widow's boudoir in the middle of the night, his fingertips holding the key trembled slightly.

Huacheng Iori stared at him with cold pupils, carefully observing the micro-expressions on his face, and then smiled mockingly: "So you look forward to your aunt's body so much? You are so young, you actually like mature young women. Originally, you are looking forward to your aunt's body so much? I was still thinking of sacrificing myself to seduce you and make you work for my family, hahaha..."

Ionuma Isao couldn't help frowning and scolded: "She is your and my elder, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Because she is also your elder, I ask you to take good care of her." Huacheng Iori said with a faint smile.

"Is there something wrong with your words?" Iinuma Isao looked confused.

At this time, he envied the angel's ability. It was great that he didn't have to guess.

"She is going to be broken." Hanacheng Iori said frankly, "Relatives are leaving one after another, aggressive enemies, rebellious suppliers... all crises need her to face, and she won't last long. .”

"Why aren't you moving?" Ionuma asked cautiously.

"Me? The time has not come yet..." Angel said with an innocent and romantic smile, "There are some things I can help with, but there are some things I can't do anything about. For example, my aunt's current poor mental state is something I can't do anything about. These problems can only be solved here you are……"

Iinuma Isao couldn't help but frown: "Where do you get your confidence in me?"

"Ah~ Iinuma-san, don't you like that I have confidence in you? Do you want me to look down on you and call you a bastard?"

After teasing him, Angel's expression became happier and happier, his tone became more relaxed, and he looked at him as if he was very interested: "If you like the pleasure of fighting back after being humiliated, no problem, I won't Do you mind stomping on your face with the soles of my feet and scolding you first?"

"You're changing the subject!" Ionuma Isao knocked on the table in protest.

"Okay, I'll confess." Angel looked a little more serious and said, "My confidence in you stems from my aunt's feelings for you."

Ionuma Isao said angrily: "Can you say something that people on earth can understand?"

"uh-huh?"

The angel blinked in mock confusion.

Ionuma Isao curled his lips in disgust: "Don't pretend to be cute!"

As a result, she stuck out her tongue "slightly".

Fuck, so cute.

(End of this chapter)