A passionate daily life starting from the Tachibana family

"it is good."

Hearing the surname Ya, Sasaki subconsciously thought of the eldest sister who fed him fruit and choked him yesterday.

'It can't be such a coincidence...'

With disbelief in his heart and a little bit of expectation at the same time, Sasaki followed Haruno Lingdou out of the changing room and came to the office opposite.

'come on! '

Standing on tiptoes, he reached out and patted Sasaki on the shoulder. Haruno Reito, who had been out for a long time and needed to go back, shook his fist at Sasaki with encouragement.

Seeing Haruno Reito's red and delicate face, which was cuter than most girls, Sasaki nodded to him expressionlessly in response.

Only now did he realize that there was a reason why Haruno Reito was not played by anyone in the class.

She has a cute appearance that is comparable to or even far superior to that of ordinary women, and has a gentle temperament. She will not make trouble unreasonably, will not ask you for all kinds of gifts, will not clamor for you to go out to play, and can also play black and white games with you. .

With such an appearance and personality, who would dare to spend a long time with him?

The more you get along with him, the easier it is for you to doubt your apricot orientation.

Fortunately, Sasaki's desire for Nako is strong enough, otherwise, he would definitely be affected.

Recalling the shock that Aunt Kyoka, Sister Yosato, Otome, Chifuyu, Murasaki and Serizawa brought to him, Sasaki's steely faith in his heart became a little firmer.

In this increasingly cold world, only the round, soft little watermelon can bring him a little bit of warmth.

Speaking of which, Sister Koharu's is also very big, and Sister Yuka's is about the same.

With random thoughts in his mind, Sasaki Fuyumi knocked on the door.

dong dong——

"Enter~"

Hearing the familiar voice, Sasaki turned the handle for a moment, but then lowered his head and pushed the door open.

Entering the house, Sasaki didn't look around because he lowered his head.

But the familiar faint fragrance in the house quietly penetrated the tip of my nose.

Looking away from the computer screen, Ayumi leaned on the back of her chair and looked sideways at the applicants who had their heads lowered.

Although she didn't know him, Ayumi, who was not serious, looked at the little guy in front of him who was wearing a student uniform and seemed to be very unsure of himself, and smiled and encouraged him.

"Don't be nervous. It doesn't matter if you can't speak well. Let me introduce myself first."

"Hmm~ um..."

After hearing Ayumi's words, Sasaki, who lowered his head, suppressed a smile and hummed a few times.

After her attention was completely on herself, Sasaki suddenly took a few steps forward and raised his head.

"Wow!"

"ah!"

Seeing the applicant who suddenly closed the distance and raised his head, Ayumi was startled and almost threw the mouse out of her hand.

But after hearing a burst of familiar laughter, he regained his composure.

But before she could look at the man's face, a broad palm appeared in front of her forehead, gently arranging her messy burgundy hair.

"Sister Yumi is so timid."

A familiar voice sounded again, and Ayumi, who already knew who this bad boy was, was not polite to him.

In order to teach him a lesson, Ayumi stood up with a graceful body, took his arm, and put his head in her arms.

"Bad boy, how can you scare your sister so much?"

Not paying attention to the contact between the two, Ayumi tucked Sasaki's neck under her arms, stretched out her hand and pressed his head hard.

Feeling the pressure on his neck and the extreme softness coming from the side of his face, Sasaki, who had known this before, allowed Ayumi to vent her anger.

He also begged for mercy very cooperatively.

"It hurts so much, sister Yumi, please be gentle..."

It's just that his movements without any struggle made his screams a bit fake.

And Ayumi naturally felt that this bad boy was taking advantage of her.

But she's not the kind of girl who gets shy when touched.

After feeling that the bad boy in her arms felt nothing, Ayumi slowly increased the strength on her arms.

Because it was added slowly, and she had to always pay attention to Sasaki's reaction, this slightly long lesson made Sasaki more aware of Yumi's wealth.

Although not as good as those in the school, he is more well-proportioned than them.

The 'little' one is also very cute.

Sasaki, who was never picky about this aspect, comforted Sister Yumi in his heart.

After playing with each other for a while, Ayumi, who was delicate and weak and had no strength, let go of her hand and sat weakly on the swivel chair.

There was a trace of sweat on the white forehead, and the generous and slightly rich 'little' chest was rising and falling, panting.

After glancing at Sasaki who was calm and not even a little red on his neck, Ayumi, who was leaning on the chair, spoke with a little annoyance and complaint in her tone.

"You're such a bad boy, you know how to bully my sister, and you can't even pretend to be anything like it. You must be trying to make me angry on purpose."

Walking to her side and sitting on the desk, Sasaki took out a tissue from his pocket, carefully wiped the sweat on her forehead and tidied up her appearance.

"There's no bullying, isn't it because Sister Yumei is here to see you?"

After comforting her, Sasaki smiled and looked at the tissue that was soaked in sweat and became soft, and winked at her teasingly.

"Sister Yumi sweats so easily, isn't she..."

Look at his meaningful smile and the half of what he said.

Feeling that he was thinking about something bad, Ayumi pinched his thigh angrily.

"Bad boy, what do you want to say?"

Chapter 27 Harem or hatchet, just in one thought (4.8k)

"Sigh~"

Inhaling and pretending to rub the inner thighs, Sasaki lowered his eyes and spoke in a somewhat aggrieved tone.

"I wanted to say whether you drank too much water. What did Sister Yumi think I wanted to say?"

Rolling a glance at Sasaki who was digging a hole for herself, Ayumi raised her long legs wearing black stockings and lightly kicked the little guy sitting on her desk.

"You didn't come here just to tease your sister, right?"

"Don't you miss your sister?"

"Come on, I don't remember telling you that I work here."

Looking down at the little black stocking feet that kept kicking his calf, Sasaki put his legs together and sandwiched the dishonest black stocking feet between his own calves.

At the same time, he explained the reason why he came here.

"It's the same as what you saw. I'm looking for a part-time job."

He calmly twitched his tightly clamped feet.

Ayumi, who regretted doing this, glared at Sasaki who was given a ladder to go up to the room, and asked in a confused tone.

"part time?"

Thinking of her previous encounter in the hospital, a strong woman with a capable temperament who also came to visit the bad boy, Ayumi, who always thought Sasaki was from a rich family, winked at Sasaki.

"Is this a rich man coming out to experience life?"

After saying that, she stretched out her slender fingers and tapped his calf, signaling him to let go of her.

Sasaki, who knew that he couldn't uncover the tiles before going to the house, let go of his calves and let the little fish with black silk stockings leave.

At the same time, he winked at Ayumi.

"If sister Mei raises me, then I will be a rich man."

"Okay, I can make you the deputy store manager. Do you want to come?"

He has a high degree of favorability towards this little guy who has a measured approach and saved his sister's life.

So after hearing his words, Ayumi nodded very seriously.

His sister's life is worth a thousand dollars, let alone a deputy store manager. If he wants, it's not impossible to give this store to him.

Hearing the seriousness in Ayumi's words, Sasaki looked at her in surprise and shook his head in rejection.

"That's not necessary. I didn't save Sister Qian for any reason."

Knowing why Ayumi was so generous, Sasaki, who didn't want her to look down on him because of some insignificant things, couldn't agree.

After looking at Sasaki with a serious tone and expression, Ayumi, knowing that he was a good boy, moved her chair and raised her hand to rub Sasaki's face.

"Okay, okay, I know you are a good boy, but didn't you say you wanted me to raise you?"

Sasaki didn't express any reaction to Ayumi's move. Sasaki glanced sideways at the figure standing tall in the strapless dress, and lightly mocked Yumi's ignorance.

"Your family is raising a child so that he can be the deputy store manager."

Noticing his undisguised gaze, she knew in her heart that boys of this age were curious about women, and she was not angry.

She just patted his leg lightly to signal him to stop the topic.

Although she knew in her heart that she had reached the age to find a boyfriend, she did not object to finding a boyfriend.

She can also consider a younger man, but if he is too young... she will feel guilty like an old cow gnawing on young grass.

It is easiest for both sides to make some dirty jokes unscrupulously, especially when the two sides do not hate each other and even have a good impression of each other.

If he were older, or if she were younger, Ayumi would definitely pick up on his words and continue the conversation more and more.

Until the atmosphere is right, then do something that comes naturally.

But Sasaki at this age is not in her consideration range, at least not now.

Understanding what Sister Yumi meant, Sasaki changed the topic very naturally and without any embarrassment.

"So, does Store Manager Ya want to hire me as an employee?"

Knowing that Sasaki is not what she imagined, he is a rich man. He wants to work here. No matter what the reason is, Ayumi has no reason to turn him away.

"Hire, of course I have to hire you, I will tire you to death, you dishonest bad boy."

Reaching out and tugging on Sasaki's face that felt so good, Ayumi stared at her beautiful eyes and threatened him with a fierce tone.

Faced with the threats from the unscrupulous boss, Sasaki shook his head, threw away his green-white, jade-like cold hands, and gave her a sideways glance.

"If you ask me to work a little overtime and do some heavy work, I will call Sister Qian and complain."

"You don't want Sister Qian to know that you are bullying me in the store, right?"

"Good boy!"

Hearing him move out her sister, Ayumi's slender willow eyebrows couldn't help but jump, and she reached out and punched Sasaki in the stomach.

"What on earth did you learn in school? Why do I think you are so skilled?"

After saying that, Ayumi's expression changed as she felt her fist hitting the wooden board.

But before she could cry out in pain, Sasaki, who knew that he might hurt her by subconsciously tightening his stomach, took her red and slightly swollen fist, held it in his hand and rubbed it gently.

"Just kidding, why are you so excited?"

Seeing the blush slowly disappearing, Sasaki exhaled into her little fist while rubbing it.

"Does it hurt?"

Her green eyes blinked rapidly. Seeing his completely unfaithful concern, Ayumi's heart jumped inexplicably and she laughed to cover up her strangeness.

"Ha, it only hurts a little. I'm not that delicate."

In order to prevent him from scolding his sister, who is seven years older than him, in the tone of a strange child.

Ayumi didn't give him a chance to speak, so she stretched out her free hand and lifted up his clothes.