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

Chapter 26 How to deal with the excess energy of adolescent boys...

In the next few days, the physical sensation of the old aunt lingered in Iinuma Isao's mind and he could not forget it for a long time.

Not only that, every time he practiced swordsmanship, her noble and pretty figure always seemed to vaguely appear in front of his eyes.

As if her soul had been taken away, her heart was always thinking of that graceful figure, and she always felt her subtle fragrance lingering around her.

This feeling was unprecedented for him.

Strange, mysterious, heartfelt and confusing, it will make you mesmerized and restless.

"Hey, tell me, am I in love?"

On the corridor in front of the teahouse, Ionuma Isao asked the angel.

The angel was planting flowers and ignored him.

The open space in front of the teahouse is a garden with various flowers.

A group of nimble little birds stayed on the top of the cherry tree. On the roof facing the sun, a big cat was basking in the sun with its eyes narrowed.

In the misty morning light, ethereal and elegant angels are immersed in their work.

She was wearing long-sleeved denim overalls, cream cotton trousers, and soiled tennis shoes.

He looks like a flower farmer.

Ionuma looked carefully and found that she was wearing white labor protection gloves and working hard with a small shovel.

Each of these ordinary-looking clothes seemed to be one size too big. It looked like they were not hers... But the inappropriate size did not affect the angel's natural and unpretentious temperament. She was not as big as a billionaire at this time. Miss, she is more like a real flower farmer's daughter.

"Hey, did you hear my question?" Iinuma Isuka raised his voice.

"Iinuma-kun, don't say such silly things. You don't deserve love! However, I can clearly point out that you have a natural charm for women. I hope you take good care of yourself. It will definitely be of great benefit in the future."

Having said this, the angel raised his head and looked at the eaves of the corridor thoughtfully: "Actually, it's not bad. If a man wants to rise to prominence, relying on women is the most labor-saving shortcut."

"To tell you the truth, this is exactly my ideal!" Ionuma Isao replied half-jokingly and half-seriously, "It's just that I lack experience in this area. Are there any books I can refer to?"

“Do you want to succeed or fail?”

"One copy of each."

"Stendhal's "The Red and the Black", Maupassant's "Beautiful Friend"."

"I will definitely read it carefully!"

Ionuma Isao bowed seriously, took the bamboo sword, and continued to practice swordsmanship under the falling cherry blossoms.

Hua Chengyi wielded a small shovel and buried soil for several plants.

Various insects chirped in the courtyard, and the wind blew on the branches, playing a complex music unique to spring.

After a while, Iinuma stopped to rest and asked her while drinking water: "What are you planting?"

"Mandala," answered the angel.

"Different flowers?" Fan Yanxun looked at the flower seedlings.

The angel smiled and turned around: "Let's see how it works."

"In what month did it open?" Iinuma Isao asked.

Angel smiled faintly: "I'm going to open it next month."

There seemed to be a commanding tone in her words.

Order the flowers to bloom?

Fan Zhaoxun thought to himself, she really treated him like an angel.
"Do you know it is Tuoluo?" the angel suddenly asked.

"Know something."

"The whole plant of this flower is poisonous, and its extract, flavonoids, has the functions of anesthesia, sedation, analgesia, anesthesia, hallucination, etc..."

"

When he said this, the angel's voice was so soft that it would be blown away by the slightest breeze.

Ionuma Isao listened carefully, but even though he tried hard, he could only get a rough idea.

"What do you mean by this?" he asked cautiously.

The angel smiled and said nothing.

Those warm and shining black eyes looked straight at him, as if waiting for him to take the bait.

Riddler, get out of Huacheng's house...Ionuma Isao despised her, and then continued to practice swordsmanship.

When you are tired from practicing, just read a book or listen to the Spanish radio;

Occasionally, I would enjoy cherry blossom viewing with angels on the eaves and have tea.

The two of them are becoming more and more like old friends who have been friends for many years, and they can talk about anything freely.

Two people who had only known each other for a week seemed to feel a sense of intimacy between them, as if they could feel trust, intimacy and admiration from each other.

Ionuma Isao didn't know why, but Hanacheng Iori knew.

But the angel didn't tell him.

Angel wants to keep the secret to himself...

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March passed quickly and April arrived.

Between Iinuma Isao and Hanacheng Kyoko, they have gone from sleeping every three days to sleeping every day.

As night fell, Huacheng Xingzi turned her back to the door and silently looked at the night outside the window.

I don’t know how long it took, but in the dead of night, the door opened gently.

Then someone tiptoed onto his bed and lay next to him.

The man didn't speak, but the faint scent of verbena actually revealed his identity.

Huacheng Xingzi thinks this is very immoral.

But she can't live without him.As a mistress, she must have enough sleep to ensure that her body and mind are in optimal condition to cope with crises that may come at any time.

As for Ionuma Isao.

He was in great distress now.

Madam's favorability is stuck at 49, barely reaching 50.
and……

The lady slept well, but he started to suffer from insomnia!

The night was quiet, Huacheng Xingzi's breathing became more steady, and she fell asleep soon.

God, please have mercy on my bloody body, it's about to explode...Ionuma Isao shouted in his heart.

The soft night, Aunt Xingzi's soft and delicate body, and the light body fragrance stimulated him, making him dazed and increasingly unconscious.

In a vague, ambiguous state, where it was impossible to tell whether he was awake or asleep, he vaguely came to another place.

"Axun, h-do you like it..."

Gradually, a figure appeared in front of her eyes, it was Huacheng Xingzi.

Wearing a bikini that covered very little area, she looked at herself with flushed cheeks, her alluring curves clearly visible.

The lower abdomen is beautiful and charming, the thighs are sexy, and the white and tender skin shines in the sun...

"This dress is so shameful..."

Huacheng Xingzi twisted her body, with one hand across her chest and one hand covering her lower body, trying to cover up her proud body.

But such shy body language and facial expressions make her look even more erotic.

"I, I like it..." Iinuma Isao couldn't help but take a step forward.

As a result, he slipped and fell to the ground.

"Hey, be careful..."

Huacheng Xingzi suddenly jumped on him.

then……

Ionuma Isao opened his eyes from the bed.

The time is April 4rd, 3:08 in the morning.

The wind was shining brightly outside the window, and the bright sunshine shone on the big bed, making both people's foreheads shine.

Ionuma Isao turned his head and looked at Kyoko Huacheng, who was sleeping beside him.

By coincidence, Huacheng Xingzi also opened her eyes.

Her eyes were a little hazy, as if she was recalling the afterglow of the sweet dream just now, and she felt a little shy, but soon she put on a poker face again.

"I'm going to take a shower." Huacheng Xingzi said coldly.

That warm body left the bed.

"I'm going to prepare breakfast."

Ionuma Isao left with a stooped body.

Huacheng Xingzi seemed to notice something, and her face instantly turned red.

This morning, there were five pairs of underwear hanging to dry in the Huacheng family's mansion, one extra for men and one for women.

"Damn it, have I fallen into this old woman's trap?"

Ionuma Isao fell into deep doubts.

He slept with his wife one after another, and the scent of her body and her soft and warm skin made him feel wonderful.

He also admitted frankly that his feelings for his wife were becoming more and more subtle...

But why is it that my favorable impression of you is increasing day by day, but you have stayed at 49?

Are you fishing for my fish?
Kyoko Huacheng, what do you want to repay for the favor you owe me... Iinuma Inuma thought about some messy things and made three bowls of ramen.

When the noodles were brought out, Huacheng Xingzi happened to come out.

The mourning period has passed, but she still wears a black kimono all day long. She looks very solemn, but also very dull.

Her meticulous appearance and dignified and stern behavior were no different from those during the mourning period.

"Come here for breakfast." Iinuma Isao put down the noodles.

"Ah."

Huacheng Xingzi sat down as if nothing had happened.

Judging from her expression, she had recovered from her gaffe in the morning and her mood was not affected.

"Have you taken a shower too?"

Huacheng Xingzi suddenly found that his hair was wet.

"Hmm~"

Ionuma Isao lowered his head to eat noodles.

Huacheng Xingzi's bright eyes flashed, remembering the scene in the morning.

She probably knew why he took a shower, but she was embarrassed to ask, and the two of them ate noodles in silence.

The atmosphere seems a bit awkward...

Like a quarreling couple?
Probably feeling that the atmosphere was awkward, after eating the noodles, Huacheng Kyoko wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and then left in a hurry to end this strange atmosphere.

After sitting in the car, she turned on her phone and searched for two questions she had never thought of before.

[What gift should I give to a boy? 】

[How to relieve the excess energy of adolescent boys...]

(End of this chapter)