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

Chapter 15 A stray dog ​​that became lame in the winter rain

The night is as cool as water, and the spring rain keeps falling.

There are occasional flashes of lightning.

In the living room with only two people left, Ionuma Isao held Hanacheng Kyoko's feet and said without any distractions: "I see that you have been rubbing your ankles tonight, and you look uncomfortable. Based on my experience. , if you don’t take care of it, you will be walking with a limp within a week. Let me press it, and it will be fine within two days..."

After saying that, he looked up at her, waiting for an answer.

Although he had good intentions, he was taking advantage of her by rubbing her feet and massaging her feet.

A 37-year-old spinster must have a conservative personality and would never allow a man to touch her casually.

"Let go..." Huacheng Xingzi stared at Iinuma Isao with a straight face: "If you don't let go, Auntie will be angry!"

"You have to face so many enemies now, doesn't being lame mean you are showing weakness?" Ionuma Isao said, his eyes still very persistent, "Perhaps in the eyes of the enemy, you are just a lame stray dog ​​under the winter rain. Would you like to be seen like this?"

Huacheng Xingzi's face changed for a while, and she struggled in her heart for a long time.

[No, how can you, a child, be stronger than me... Huacheng Xingzi’s favorability towards you is -1, and the current favorability is 33]

Finally, Huacheng Xingzi let out a long sigh.

She leaned against the sofa and turned her face to one side, as if she acquiesced in his wanton behavior.

At this time, there was a beep and the video call was connected.

On the screen, a stunningly beautiful woman appeared. She was sitting in the bathtub and greeted the camera: "Good evening, Axun... Hey, why is it you?"

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi's eyes froze.

Hey, hey, how can you pick up your son’s video like this?

Even mother and child need to have a sense of boundaries!

"Hello? Xingzi, talk, don't look so stupid..."

Iinuma's mother waved her hand. When she saw the stunned look on the person's face in the video, she curled her mouth and said in disgust: "If you don't say anything, just hand the phone to my son. Don't disturb our mother-son reminiscing!"

"..."

Huacheng Xingzi's cheeks suddenly felt hot.

"Where is my good son?" Iinuma's mother asked.

Your good son is playing with my feet... Huacheng Xingzi's heartbeat accelerated, her cheeks were burning, but she had to pretend that there was nothing unusual, and said: "Sister Xun, let me tell you about what happened to him today... ah--"

Ionuma Isao pressed her red and swollen ankle, which made her cry out in pain.

"What's wrong?" Iinuma's mother asked, leaning against the bathtub.

"no no……"

Huacheng Xingzi lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and endured it silently for a while.

"Don't complain!" Ionuma Isao reminded in a low voice.

Are you threatening me... Huacheng Xingzi glanced at him faintly, with murderous intent in her beautiful eyes.

But Ionuma Isao is not afraid.

Auntie is so pretty, I want to bully her and keep her like this...

Iinuma's mother, who had no idea what a beast her son was, held her mobile phone in one hand and poured water on her delicate collarbone with the other, humming nonchalantly: "That brat of his will never do anything good. Xingzi, you don’t have to hide it, just tell me everything..."

"He, he's pretty good..." Huacheng Xingzi said through gritted teeth.

Ionuma Isao rubbed Huacheng Kyoko's ankles, gradually raised her feet and put them in front of his eyes to admire.Under his coercion, Huacheng Xingzi did not resist and said to his mother with a straight face: "He is very obedient, very sensible, polite, does things in a measured way, does not fight, and respects me..."

Hearing this, Iinuma's mother looked surprised and unbelievable.

No one knows better than her what kind of virtue she is.

"Kyoko, are you being threatened?" Iinuma's mother looked at her best friend on the screen and asked seriously, "If so, just blink."

Huacheng Xingzi was about to blink.

But at this critical moment, someone pressed lightly and threateningly on her red and swollen ankle.

Then, Aunt Xingzi smiled gently at the camera and said to her best friend: "How is it possible, Axun doesn't even know how much he respects me..."

Correct.

That's respectable.

So come and take your son away!
In the next ten minutes or so, Kyoko Huacheng told everything else in detail about what Ionuma Isao did today, except for the interaction with her.

During this period, Iinuma Isao concentrated on massaging her.

Auntie’s crystal white and tender feet are so perfect.

The ankles are round and delicate, the soles of the feet are delicate and smooth, and even the faint blood vessels on the instep are telling endless temptations - they are simply food grade.

The wine was poured into the palm of his hand and pressed on her red and swollen ankle. Ionuma Isao's palm gently rubbed the surface of her skin, making a slight friction sound.

Huacheng Xingzi frowned and did not make any strange noise.

The ankle was really painful at first, but as the soothing massage and the medicinal effects of the alcohol took effect, the pain was quickly replaced by waves of hot and long-lasting comfort.

It felt like electricity, one after another, stimulating her nerves.

"Injured someone? It's a trivial matter..."

The mother who was far away in Hokkaido didn't take it seriously. She scrubbed the skin of her chest and collarbone with her little hands and said lazily: "I asked him to go to Tokyo, so I was prepared for him to get into trouble everywhere. This child will be ruined in Asahikawa. Well, let him make trouble..."

"it is good……"

As the massage deepened, it was difficult to maintain the indifference on Huacheng Xingzi's face.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes became more and more watery.

When the kidney reflex area was pressed, her face was full of pain, and she instinctively twisted her seductive body, trying to avoid the massage from the soles of her feet.

But the young man's strength was beyond what a weak lady like her could contend with.

"Xingzi? What's wrong with you..."

The voice from the microphone brought Huacheng Xingzi back to the ground from the clouds in time.

The old aunt's beautiful eyes were half-squinted, her pupils flashed with water, and her eyelashes fluttered: "I, I'm just a little sleepy..."

"I'm a little sleepy..."

Huacheng Xingzi looked at the camera unnaturally.

Iinuma's mother felt more and more something was wrong.

Does he look sleepy?

"What's wrong with you?" she asked, narrowing her eyes.

"I……"

(End of this chapter)