My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

Chapter 89 Do vampire feet smell?

"Oh, is it already this time?"

In the last class of the morning, the get out of class bell rang when the teacher still had more to say.

The students were freed from the morning classes, gathered in a group, and started their lunch break talking and laughing.

Tamaki Hikaru felt that he had been extremely miserable these past few days.

From the beginning until now, I have been making do with lunch in the cafeteria or supermarket, without even having time to make lunch.

You know, the meaning of bento in Japan is very important.

Whether you are a student or an office worker, when it comes to lunch, the first priority is a lunch box.

This kind of hearty bento, which is homemade or prepared in advance by family members, is generally the mainstream lunch for Japanese people.

Under normal circumstances, they will not go to fast food restaurants outside, or order takeout for lunch.

And what’s more important and hidden about bento is that it is also a symbol of family harmony in a sense.

In many works, only characters with unhappy families or without parents often have lunch at a convenience store.

In addition to those who usually buy fast food products in convenience stores, there are also NEET people who live alone.

In a sense, students taking out the lunch boxes prepared by their mothers and office workers taking out the lunch boxes prepared by their wives are a symbol of integration into the group.

As mentioned before, Tokyoites are very clumsy and exclusive, isolating others who are different.

Even the withdrawn Tamako Hosokawa, or Jōri Jinguji who is vaguely ostracized by her classmates, have their own bentos.

And Tamaki Hikaru didn't bring a lunch box for several days in a row. For many people, this is a very strange phenomenon.

And more importantly, the food in the canteen and the carbohydrate bread in the supermarket are really not delicious!

The only aspect that cannot be compromised is eating.

If everything can be dealt with and a full stomach is enough, then life will lose its meaning.

Life is meaningless if it is not about eating, drinking and having fun.

Tamaki Hikaru stood up, he was going to find someone to eat with.

Turning her head and looking behind her, she saw that Hosokawa Tamako's bento was quite generous, far exceeding what an average girl would eat.

Just considering the nutrients needed to support her, Tamaki Hikari felt that he could not suffer the child even if he suffered.

Aitaneeti? She is not Japanese at all, has no habit of making bento, and is as empty-handed as herself.

Jinguji Juri?

There were just a few simple rice balls. Although they looked delicious, the portions were too small.

Tamaki Hikaru felt that he could eat it all in two bites, and only a slim and petite person like Jinguji Jōri would only eat so much.

Kita Chichi?

You just got married and are you going to have a meal like this? Besides, she doesn't look like she's going to make lunch for herself.

It seems that in the end, Tamaki Hikari only has two choices left.

"Tamagi-kun, why don't we go buy something to eat?"

Aitaniti blinked, looked at Tamaki Hikaru, and touched her belly.

"Ahem, I'm not hungry. I'm going to do other things. You can go buy something to eat."

I almost forgot that there is Aitaniti. For such things as eating, it is enough to do it yourself.

If you bring one more of her, you won't be able to earn a living at all.

"Oh, okay."

To Tamaki Hikari's surprise, Aitaniti agreed very simply.

He thought he would have to put in a lot of effort.

"Hosokawa-kun, can you accompany me to the supermarket after dinner?"

Aitaniti greeted Hosokawa Tamako, and the relationship between the two suddenly seemed to get better.

Although Tamaki Hikaru was a little puzzled, he was still pleased.

If the two of them could become friends, it would be killing two birds with one stone.

Aitaniti can also have one more friend to take care of her, so she will have less trouble, and the lonely Hosokawa Tamako can also make friends.

Seeing the harmonious appearance of the two of them, Tamaki Hikaru felt a little relieved, stood up, and started his own business.

The first choice target is naturally the rich woman. Tamaki Hikaru is still very curious about the daily diet of rich people.

Of course, it's also possible that vampires don't eat at all, they just drink blood.

However, with the mentality of giving it a try, Tamaki Hikari came to the door of the student union room.

I don’t know if Imadegawa Himetsuki is here, maybe she’s not here?

While thinking this, Tamaki Hikaru took out the key and opened the door to the student union room.

The mechanical door core made a slight noise, and the door was gently pushed open, and a sweet and familiar smell hit your nose.

"You came."

The girl has been waiting for a long time. The sweet smell is not only the fragrance in the room, but also the faint body fragrance of the girl.

Imadegawa Himetsuki was above Tamaki Hikari's head. She was sitting on the cabinet next to the door, crossing her legs and waiting for him.

She took off her coat and complicated accessories, folded up her skirt, and even took off half of the black stockings on her legs, leaving only the other half hanging on her legs.

Tamaki Hikaru lowered his head and touched his nose.

"Isn't it good for you to look like this?"

"What's wrong with me looking like this?"

The girl asked back, switching the position of her legs.

"Come in and lock the door."

Tamaki Hikaru silently followed her words.

Imadegawa Himetsu is a little better this time than last time, but it doesn't seem to be any better.

Even though I wasn't wearing any last time, it was still covered by pantyhose anyway.

This time I wore it, but it was tied with a C-shape, and the stockings couldn't cover it. It felt even more dangerous than last time.

But even Imadegawa Himetsu didn't care, and Tamaki Hikari couldn't say anything.

"Don't worry, the door is locked, and only you have the key. Only you will see my casual look, and no one else will."

Imadegawa Himetsu said calmly.

"Well, your explanation is good, but that's not the key to the problem."

Tamaki Hikaru retorted, but he was well aware of Imadegawa Himetsu's bad habits, so he didn't say anything more.

"I'm the only one who has the key? But what if I happen to come with someone else? And don't Aitanee and another student council member have it?"

"It's better to restrain yourself a little. Girls can't always be like this."

Although it was Tamaki Hikaru who was full of eyes, he still wanted to give a few words of advice.

"I like it, do you care about me?"

Imadegawa Himetsu showed him a slightly ferocious expression, with two tiger teeth exposed at the corners of her mouth.

"As for other people, no one will come to my place uninvited, and you can't bring irrelevant people to my place."

"Forget about the guy yesterday. Don't bring anyone else here next time."

This student union room is already Imadegawa Himetsu's private space, and no one else can be allowed to invade.

Tamaki Hikaru is not counted among others. The two of them are accomplices with common interests.     Besides, some fun that requires the cooperation of others always requires someone who is stable and long-term and will not betray himself.

Besides, she and Tamaki Hikaru had already sucked blood from each other, which was already unusual in vampire ethics. Why did she care about this?

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Why did you come here at noon? I'm still changing clothes. If you suddenly come in and see me, there's nothing you can do about it, right?"

Imadegawa Himetsu jumped down from the cabinet, seemingly choosing a position specifically for Tamaki Hikari to have a clear look at.

"It's not like I didn't have anything to do at noon. I thought I was late in the morning and didn't come over. Why don't I come over now and take a look."

Tamaki Hikaru said casually, his eyes wandering.

"Tsk, where is that guy? Why didn't he pester you today?"

Of course Imadegawa Himetsu is talking about Aitaniti, her clinginess can be seen by everyone.

Moreover, it was strange that she didn't follow Tamaki Hikaru when he came to find her.

"Speaking of which, how did you agree to let Mana join? I'm curious."

"Tsk, is that what she told you?"

Imadegawa Himetsu sat on her desk and threw half of the stockings she had taken off on the table onto Tamaki Hikaru.

"Here, help me put it on, and I'll tell you how she convinced me."

【ding~】

The system, which had not appeared for a long time, seemed unwilling to be lonely and jumped out to refresh its sense of presence.

[Exchange of equal value, this is the law of alchemy. If you want to know something, you need to meet the other party's requirements. 】

[It’s just a simple matter of putting on a sock, opening the sock ring, inserting it on your toes, lifting it up, and smoothing out the wrinkles, it’s that simple. 】

【please choose! 】

Since the reminder of the dice yesterday, the system has finally returned to normal.

For this ordinary choice, Tamaki Hikaru is already very proficient, and there is no trouble at all.

"Although putting socks on a beautiful girl is not a trouble, it is a reward."

Tamaki Hikari picked up the stockings on his body. The cotton fabric was thicker and had a different feel from Yachiyo Yayoi's that he had touched before.

However, he has experienced so much in just a few days that he will not have any big fluctuations because of this incident.

Tamaki Hikaru held the stocking and walked up to Imandegawa Himetsuki. The girl provocatively raised her long leg that was not wrapped in the stocking.

Imandegawa Himetsuki's legs have been seen many times by Tamashiro Hikari, but most of the time they were wrapped in dark socks.

After taking off her socks, perhaps because she had never seen the light, the girl's skin was unusually white, without a trace of pores.

Further down, there is the slightly arched and graceful arch of Imadegawa Himezuki's foot, with the faint color of blood vessels clearly visible on it.

The toes are small and exquisite, and the nails are neatly trimmed. They are painted with light red kodan and are squeezed together with the movements of the toes.

This was the first time for Tamaki Hikaru to see the feet of the opposite sex at such a close range, and he couldn't help but take a closer look.

Since ancient times, literary giants and ordinary people all seem to have a special interest in women's feet.

I like its small size and graceful curves. The most important thing is that my skin quality is good enough and fair and flawless.

And this was perfected after the invention of stockings.

However, some studies say that women’s sweat glands are several times more developed than men’s, so their soles are more likely to sweat and smell.

But Tamaki Hikaru suddenly thought that Imadegawa Himetsuki was a vampire.

Although she is of mixed blood, her body temperature is still abnormal, that is, she is a cold-blooded creature. In this case, she does not seem to sweat.

Therefore, her feet should not have any smell.

However, this is just a guess, and it is impossible for Tamaki Hikaru to really taste the specific answer.

"Does it look good?"

Imadegawa Himetsuki looked at Tamashiro Hikari who had not made any next move and said.

"You can't see the bottom of my skirt, but you stare at your feet for so long. Are you really a pervert?"

With that said, Imedagawa Himetsuki raised her leg, and her toes almost hit Tamaki Hikaru's face.

"Come on, do you want to wear it or not? What do you mean by the middle of the sentence? Or do you want to do something else?"

A playful smile appeared on Imadegawa Himetsu's face, and her jade toes slowly stretched.

In ancient times, kissing the feet symbolized the loyalty and humility of the inferior to the superior.

Even now, under the influence of many perverts, it is no longer important, but it can still bring a lot of pleasure to Imadegawa Himezuki.

"Oh, what were you talking about just now?"

Tamaki Hikaru calmly wiped away the embarrassment he had just felt and recalled what he had said in the middle of his sentence.

"Kissing the girl's feet is a reward, that's all."

Imadegawa Himetsu smiled evilly and put her toes in front of Tamaki Hikaru.

"No, it's a reward for helping the girl put on her socks."

Tamaki Hikaru corrected Imadegawa Himetsuki's attempt to mislead him and unfolded the stockings in his hands.

"Hey, it's all the same, come on."

Imadegawa Himetsu said impatiently.

As she watched, the stockings Tamaki Hikari was holding were getting closer and closer to her toes.

Imadegawa Himetsu also cooperated by stretching the arches of her feet and getting ready to put on socks.

But Tamaki Hikaru's movements suddenly changed, and the stockings were crossed and tied on the girl's ankles, and then he was lifted up suddenly.

Caught off guard, Imadegawa Himetsuki fell backwards and was brought down to his desk.

"Although it is a reward, if I see you like this, it will be an even bigger reward for me."

After Tamaki tied the stockings with a bow on her ankles, he put down Imadegawa Himetsuki's calves and rolled his eyes at her.

"Hey, what a disgusting man, can't you make me happy?"

Sitting up leisurely, Imadegawa Himetsuki casually fiddled with her long, messy hair, and rolled her eyes at Tamaki Hikaru in return.

【ding~】

[You refused the other party’s request and proved your iron will. 】

[You have gained expertise in stocking identification technology, and your willpower is +1. 】

Um? What is this? Stockings screening technology?

Tamaki Mitsuro was puzzled and glanced at Imadegawa Himetsuki. The material, style and various details of the stockings on her legs instantly appeared in his mind.

But only stockings.

Another useless skill.

Tamaki Hikaru shook his head, he was used to it and it didn't matter.

"Gulu~"

Suddenly there was a strange noise in the room, and Tamaki Hikaru touched his stomach in embarrassment.

After all the commotion, he had forgotten his original purpose.

"Senior, have you eaten?"

(End of this chapter)