Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 114 From today on, I officially become the head of the family

Leaning against the hot and plump body, Songzhi Qingxian slowly fell asleep.

He was slightly drunk and slept very soundly. In his dream, he grabbed something soft and bit it.

"Didi, didi..."

Songzhi Qingxue, who was a light sleeper, woke up just as the alarm on her cell phone rang twice.

The moment I opened my eyes, I saw my mother tugging at the hem of her apron.

Subconsciously, Song Qingxue looked at Song Zhi Qingxian next to him.

Even when he fell asleep, he seemed restless, and his hands were groping for the disappeared pillow.

Coincidentally, my sister woke up at this time.

"Little deer, come here, I'll give you a chance to step on him..." Songzhi Qingxue waved his hand with a very evil smile on his face.

Songzhi Luming had just woken up and his mind was still a little confused.

However, when she heard that she could step on pine branches and clear the view, she immediately nodded in agreement.

"Mom, sit back in your original seat!" Songzhi Qingxue looked at her mother with a threatening look in her eyes, "If you don't do this, the consequences will be serious!"

Masako Matsueda: "...?"

Songzhi Qingxue smiled coldly: "Mom, you don't want Xiaolu to know, right?"

The daughter threatened her mother without any hesitation.

Songzhi Luming was puzzled: "What are you hiding from me?"

"Your sister was just joking..." The guilty mother could only sit up on her knees, her face still a little red.

At this time, Songzhi Qingxian was still in a dream. His pillow suddenly disappeared and he was groping for it with his hands.

I finally touched the pillow again and quickly put my face against it.

The smooth pillow pressed against my cheek, and a warm feeling passed over me.

The warm and comfortable touch made Songzhi Qingxian say in a dreamy voice: "Well, let me lean on it for a while...ah, I'm going to sink in...it's great..."

“……”Matsueda Masako covered her face in despair.

Songzhi Luming looked at this scene, his eyes widened with anger: "Asshole, get up!"

After saying that, he stepped on it.

Oh, that’s not right, wait… Kiyoaki Matsueda’s mind suddenly woke up. He was resting his head on Masako’s thigh, so whose foot was stepping on his face?

The touch, size, and temperature are all things I have never experienced before.

So small and tender...

The smell is not sour at all, and has a light scent of shower gel.

Kiyoaki Matsueda woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes.

Matsueda Shinsako, whose thigh was pressed against him, blushed, her eyes wavered, and she looked away.

Qingxue sat aside, with a look of relief in her eyes as if she had succeeded in a prank.

Xiaolu looked down at Songzhi Qingxian with his arms folded, looking cruelly at him: "Next time I see you doing such a perverted thing, I will kill you directly..."

“Hey, Xiaolu, listen to me… um!” Songzhi Qingxian’s cheeks were distorted. He turned his head to look at Songzhi Qingxue, whose face had the words “the mastermind” written on it, and shouted incoherently: “Just wait for me…”

Songzhi Luming had a ferocious expression, as if he was enjoying the pleasure of avenging his previous humiliation.

Although doing so was somewhat inconsistent with her cold personality and seemed like rewarding him, there was nothing she could do. Only this time she had her sister's support, otherwise she would have no chance to fight back.

Moreover, it is really satisfying to do this - I will step on you to death, you bastard who dared to write the word "正" on my thigh!
After playing around for a while, the whole family recovered from their tiredness after the nap.

The little deer in the sweater skirt stretched lazily, put her hands behind her head and tied her messy hair into a bun.

Songzhi Qingxian looked over subconsciously.

Under the short skirt, her slender and well-proportioned calves with skin as white as cream are revealed.

The delicate bare feet stepping on the floor have soft curves, are pink and crystal clear, and the toes are like cute little snacks.

This little foot just stepped on his face. It was so disrespectful to his brother-in-law.

She has to show her fat again and apologize.

Being looked at by him, Songzhi Luming felt his cheeks getting a little hot.

A little shy.

To be honest, she now admires Kiyoaki Matsueda very much and thinks he is an undisputed genius writer with the most beautiful talent in the world lingering between his fingers... If she had been more polite to him at the beginning, their relationship would not be so awkward now.

Thinking about this, Songzhi Luming felt a little annoyed.

The snow outside has stopped, the weather is very good, and the blue sky stretches as far as the eye can see.

The winter sunshine fills the whole house, making people feel warm.

"Let's go out for a walk. The weather is nice, it would be a shame to stay at home, it would be nice to go out and bask in the sun." Matsueda Shinsako suggested.

"No, I have to go back to the store." Songzhi Qingxue sorted out the documents in her hand, "You guys go ahead, don't cook tonight, go eat in the store."

Matsueda Shinsako looked at the other two and said, "Okay?"

"As for me, I want to read a book in the afternoon. There are so many people outside..." Matsueda Kiyoaki said vaguely.

Matsue Masako came closer, with her back to her two daughters, and pressed her face close to his as if asking for a kiss, her eyes slightly narrowed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly: "Go ahead, it's so lively outside, go and feel the New Year's atmosphere. I've had enough of the deserted New Year's over the years..."

Her appearance as a little wife and her coquettish and pleading tone touched Matsueda Kiyoaki.

It must be said that she is now much more charming than the two sisters behind her.

The whole family changed into going-out clothes and came to the door.

Kiyoyuki Matsueda was wearing a professional suit with a long windbreaker on the outside, and the sunlight shone on her fair face.

Instead of going for a walk together, she went to the local market.

The seafood market is unusually busy during the New Year, with fully loaded refrigerated trucks coming in and empty ones leaving one after another.

The woman in a business suit and a long windbreaker brought three temporary workers, directing them to carry the goods back and forth.

She looks like a strong woman, but she wears a gentle bun. She is capable and calm in her work. Although she is young, her temperament cannot be underestimated.

In this dirty, messy and fishy market, she looked too plain and out of place.

People who walked past her subconsciously slowed down their pace, fearing that the splashing dirty water would contaminate her purity.

"Who is that? A celebrity?"

"Are you new here? Don't you know that's the owner of the Lan Song Cuisine Pavilion?"

"Her husband is dead? Why would such a beautiful woman come to such a dirty place?"

"He's really great. You know Mishima, the Akutagawa Prize-winning author who's very popular recently..."

"Oh~"

Mishima, he is a writer that almost everyone knows.

During the recent turmoil, he seemed to have single-handedly promoted the country's legal reform and successfully established the image of a "national great writer."

For a moment, everyone in the market looked at Songzhi Qingxue with respect.

She accepted the respect from everyone with a smile, a blend of youthfulness and tenderness with maturity and cleanliness. Then, against the backdrop of this dirty and messy environment, she instantly had a beautiful temperament that was untainted by the mud.

At the same time, other members of the Matsueda family were taking a walk around the Imperial Palace.

The temperature was still very cold in the morning, but in the afternoon, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and soft light filled the whole Tokyo.

The streets are full of lights, as if it is summer.

The Imperial Palace is filled with a festive and lively atmosphere, and most of the tourists are young couples out on dates or families taking a walk.

The three people from the Matsueda family are very eye-catching.

The mistress was still wearing a solemn black kimono, with a gorgeous belt tied around her waist and a single layer of vertical striped crepe haori draped over her shoulders.

Her eyes were deep and sharp, her back was straight, and she was looking straight ahead like a general's wife.

When she went out for the first time in the new year, she dressed up, put on makeup and bright lipstick.

Her ears were adorned with sparkling gold earrings, her plump and full body was wrapped in a serious kimono, and the nails of her exposed hands were painted with shiny pink pearlescent nail polish.

She has a cool temperament and an elegant posture.

The face looks wealthy, dignified and elegant.

Standing next to her were a smart and handsome young man and a pretty and lovely girl. The girl looked very much like her and was most likely her daughter. The young man should be her daughter's boyfriend. Such a family combination made everyone look at her with envy.

Their envy made Matsueda Masako always smile.

The Matsueda family now has a thriving feeling, and as the mistress, she feels extremely proud.

A young couple was walking towards us.

"Why don't we go to Hokkaido to enjoy the snow during the holiday?" the wife suggested with anticipation.

"Oh, it's too far!" The husband was not very happy.

"What's the matter? It's a rare occasion that you have such a long vacation, why don't you go to Hokkaido with me to see the snow? The best thing would be to try to get me pregnant during the trip..." The wife acted coquettishly, gently and cutely.

"Okay, if you want to."

"I love my husband the most." The wife stood on tiptoe affectionately, wanting to kiss him.

This loving scene caught the eyes of Matsueda Masako, and made her a little envious.

She didn't know if there would be a day when she wouldn't have the chance to openly hold hands with her loved one, put her weight on him and act coquettishly... Thinking of this, she turned her head and looked to both sides.

The little girl was wearing a short skirt, black stockings and a down jacket, and was walking absent-mindedly.

Qingxian Songeda put his hands in his pockets, walked slowly, and enjoyed the pleasure of basking in the sun.

The branches overhead swayed, the sunlight sparkled, and his every move was as beautiful as the aristocratic ukiyo-e exhibited in the Nezu Museum of Art.

On both sides of the road, there are many mobile vendors selling things, some of which sell fresh fruits and vegetables.

Songzhi Luming turned his head and looked around bored.

Suddenly there was a fragrance in the air.

The girl sniffed hard with her small nose and looked in the direction of the scent.

A tricycle with a red carriage towing behind it, the main body of which is a large rectangular stove.

At first glance, it looks like a place selling oden, but the sign on the cart says "roasted sweet potatoes".

"What's coming?" Songzhi Luming was stunned.

"You don't even know what roasted sweet potatoes are?" Matsueda Kiyoaki looked at her.

"Well, I knew that, but I didn't know it was roasted like this..." Songzhi Luming only knew that there was such food, but had never seen it. He always thought that it was cut into slices and roasted like barbecue, but never thought that it was stuffed into the oven as a whole.

"Do you want to eat?" asked Kiyoaki Matsueda.

"Is it delicious?" Songzhi Luming was uncertain.

Shinsako Matsueda also looked over and smelled the scent, thinking it was very fragrant.

The upper class in Japan do not eat sweet potatoes. This is an old habit left over from the Showa era. At that time, many literary works and film works portrayed "eating sweet potatoes as a common people's behavior."

The Matsueda family was an old noble family, so naturally they had never eaten common people's food like sweet potatoes.

"I'll buy some for you to try." The smell aroused Qingxian Matsueda's appetite, so he walked forward and bought three of the largest ones.

It costs 1600 yen.

The three of them walked forward for a while and sat down on a bench by the roadside.

"You guys have finished eating, I don't want any." Matsueda Shinsako said with a straight face.

How could it be possible for such a face-conscious person like her to eat common people's food in public?

Matsueda Luming didn't think too much about it. Her family had long been in decline anyway, and she didn't take her identity as an old noble family seriously. She looked at the roasted sweet potato in Matsueda Kiyoaki's hand with great interest.

Kiyoaki Matsueda took a baked sweet potato, broke it in half, peeled it skillfully and handed it to the deer: "Try it. We are lucky. The red heart has more juice and less starch. It tastes fragrant and sweet, and it can also reduce farting."

Songzhi Luming rolled his eyes at him: "...Can you please not talk about this kind of thing before eating."

After scolding him, the girl took the paper bag in her little hand and looked at it carefully.

The peeled sweet potato is steaming hot, with a hint of thick syrup in the middle, as tempting as a ruby.

"Ah~hmm."

The girl took a small bite with some doubt.

"Is it delicious?" asked Kiyoaki Matsueda.

Songzhi Luming nodded, but considering that he had just said the word fart, he didn't want to give him a good face, so he replied vaguely: "It's okay."

"Xiaolu is indeed a tsundere." Matsueda Kiyoaki smiled.

Songzhi Luming took a bite of the larger one and stuck out her tongue because it was so hot. She took a breath of cool air and said, "Is tsundere a derogatory term? Obviously not. This shows that you have been conquered by my charm and have started to praise me in various ways."

"Of course I have to praise you." Matsueda Kiyoaki couldn't help but laugh, "After all, you are the cutest girl I have ever seen."

"Really?" Songzhi Luming turned to look at him, his eyes sparkling.

Matsueda Kiyoaki nodded: "Of course."

In front of Naoko Kobayashi, he said that Naoko Kobayashi was the purest and most lovely girl.

In front of Matsueda Shikamei, the cutest girl in the world can only be the deer.

"I admit your praise for me." Songzhi Luming smiled proudly, and then took another bite of the sweet potato. The sweet juice filled her mouth and went all the way to her heart, making her feel that she should have a better relationship with Songzhi Qingxian in the future... Unconsciously, her face turned a little red, and she didn't know what she remembered.

Kiyoaki Matsueda observed her and found it a little funny.

When he first came into this family, he and Songzhi Luming disliked each other and would mock each other whenever they found an opportunity.

But the situation is completely different now. After the school festival incident, although Matsueda Shikamei is still sharp-tongued, his hostility has completely disappeared, and his sharp tongue has become a kind of daily teasing.

Out of love for the deer, Kiyoaki Matsueda also felt that the deer's tsundereness was a little cute.

...After all, she looks like her mother and has a similar personality. Everything else is the same except their age.

Songzhi Luming became shy more often in front of him, as if the little tiger had turned into a little kitten.

Watching her eat sweet potatoes, Song Zhiqingxian had a smile on his face, as if a lover sees beauty in everything.

After a moment, the thin-skinned Songzhi Luming couldn't stand it anymore. He put one hand on his chest and glared at him: "Please don't look at me with such a lewd look, otherwise I will feel that I have suffered some strange treatment in your mind."

"Haha~"

Kiyoaki Matsueda laughed happily.

Songzhi Luming took a bite of the sweet potato and looked at him with puffy cheeks. She looked so adorable.

Shinsako Matsueda looked at this scene with a smile on her face.

The taste of roasted sweet potatoes is fragrant and sweet and soft.

Songzhi Qingxian ate one, feeling very satisfied, and then peeled the last one and handed it to the mistress who was looking at him eagerly: "You can have one too."

Looking at the sweet potato that was handed to her, Matsueda Shinsako sniffed the fragrance and felt a little greedy, but she still said with a straight face for the sake of face: "You guys can eat it, I don't want it."

Kiyoaki Matsueda looked at her with gentle eyes.

He has always been a bit emotionally insensitive, but after breaking through a certain limit, he has been able to truly understand her good side.

His temper is a little bad, but he is perfect in other aspects.

She often bought various things for him, took care of his daily life and diet, washed his clothes, cleaned the room... With these as the premise, even her temper and jealous personality became cute.

"Eat some."

Kiyoaki Matsueda just wanted to force her, so he stuffed the peeled sweet potato into her mouth and force-fed her.

While scolding him for being insolent, Matsueda Shinsako looked around quickly. After making sure that no one was paying attention to her, she took a small bite.

"Is it delicious?" asked Kiyoaki Matsueda with a smile.

Even if it was the most delicious food, it was still shameful to be forced to eat it. How could Matsueda Shinsako answer as he wished? She snorted coldly, "It tastes bad, but it's not that bad in the world... Ugh!"

Before he could finish his words, his mouth was filled with food again.

The mistress' cheeks suddenly bulged out on both sides, as tender as a peeled egg.

"Hahaha..." Matsueda Kiyoaki laughed smugly.

Matsueda Shinsako's eyes widened and she glared at him fiercely. Finally, she snatched the roasted sweet potato from his hand, turned her back and ate the whole thing in small bites - mainly because she was too concerned about her reputation, and was even more afraid of being seen by acquaintances, being fed by a young man who was much younger than her in public.

Sweet, so sweet.

Sweet to the heart...

The sweet shyness on the mistress's face is far more charming than that of a young woman.

Songzhi Luming bit the sweet potato in his mouth and looked at his mother, feeling inexplicably emotional.

...She seemed to see from her biological mother that when she reached her age, she would also be teased by Matsueda Kiyokatsu like this.

After teasing his mistress, Kiyoaki Matsueda looked at the deer again.

White down jacket, black skirt.

Thick stockings and little leather shoes.

Although she was dressed simply, it could not conceal the girl's breathtaking cold beauty. However, when Matsueda Kiyoaki saw her, her expression became a little unnatural, and the coldness disappeared instantly. She looked particularly well-behaved.

"Okay, stop looking at me like that. I apologize for stepping on your face with my foot." Songzhi Luming said a little embarrassedly, biting the sweet potato in his hand and whispered very quietly: "In the new year, please give me more advice."

"Oh, no, don't apologize, just step on it more next time."

“…Brother-in-law, you are so disgusting!”

Songzhi Luming glared at him with disdain and turned his back.

Although her eyes showed disdain, she was wondering in her heart whether she should accept him and let him and her sister become a real couple?

The three of them strolled around the Imperial Palace for half an hour, then slowly walked to Ginza and shopped in large and small shopping malls. When it was almost dark, they arrived at the Blue Pine Restaurant.

The food stalls are doing very brisk business during the New Year.

The first floor has a space of more than 100 square meters, with a bar and dining tables, with a total of hundreds of seats, and most of them are basically full.

The private rooms on the second floor were also all full.

There was a stage in the center of the guest seats on the first floor, where geishas invited from Kyoto performed, and Matsueda Kiyoyuki shuttled between the dining tables and the bar.

She performed three or even four jobs at the same time, supervising the entire place, giving instructions to the store manager and clerks, and greeting customers.

Is there anything that is not taken care of?

Are the meals to your taste?
Have you received all the New Year gifts?
Are the performances of maiko and geisha interesting?

When dealing with new and old customers, the expression on Matsueda Kiyoyuki's face changes constantly.

When facing older guests, she is well-behaved and quiet; when facing guests of similar age, she is as friendly as a girl next door.

These gestures were of course fake, and Kiyoaki Matsueda could see through them at a glance. Just like the intimacy and playfulness she showed towards him, there was a certain utilitarian element to them.

It is not an easy thing for a girl who is just over twenty years old to be so comprehensive.

Watching her chatting and laughing with people is like watching a perfect performance, which is pleasing to the eye.

Kiyoaki Matsueda couldn't help but shake his head, and he became more and more curious in his heart - what kind of man could conquer such a smart and cunning woman like a fox?
Shinsako Matsueda took a look and walked forward to help her daughter.

"Eh? The boss is here..."

"Madam, long time no see..."

"You seem to be much younger and prettier. How do you maintain your looks?"

Some regular customers noticed Matsueda Shinsako, whom they hadn't seen for a long time. She was wearing a black kimono with a gentian pattern on the hem and a brocade belt around her waist.

Her face, with her hair in a banquet bun, is still as noble and cool as it was a year ago, with a dignified temperament.

But she's clearly gotten younger.

The neck exposed from the kimono collar also became fuller.

Many female customers looked at her with envy, because her beauty was not at all like that of a forty-year-old woman.

Although she looks plumper, she has no excess fat, and her breasts and buttocks are still as round as before.
The female regular customers asked her how she maintained her beauty, but she just smiled and didn't answer.

In order to maintain such a figure, she has made great efforts at home. Not only does she practice yoga, but she also insists on doing aerobics, controlling her diet, and doing strength training with Kiyoaki Matsueda...of course, because her body gets energy.

When she and Kiyoyuki Matsueda stand together, their facial contours and eye and brow areas are very similar, and they are often mistaken for sisters.

Qingxue can't drink alcohol, so on the first day of the new year, Matsueda Shinsako had to resume business and take her daughter to toast the regular customers who came to eat there in turn.

After being bored at home for almost a year, she showed great enthusiasm when she returned here again.

Talk actively, nod and smile with regular customers.

The expressions are lively and charming.

A customer praised: "Since the young boss took over, Lan Song has finally been saved. Seeing the booming business now, I am so happy."

Some guests also complimented: "New Year, new atmosphere. The boss looks younger and more radiant."

Customers kept praising her beauty. In the past, Matsueda Masako would not have been interested, because most of those compliments would be followed by inappropriate invitations to chat up.

But now that she has a man at home, she actually wants everyone to praise her beauty, so as to prove her charm.

And thanks to Matsueda Kiyoaki's noble status, no one dared to approach her casually now, and people only looked at her with respect.

"The young boss is even prettier." another guest shouted.

These words made Matsueda Shinsako's eyes slightly dazed.

When it comes to maturity and beauty, I won’t lose.

But in terms of youth and beauty, she can never compare to her daughter.

The elasticity of the skin and the luster of the hair are all better with Qingxue.

Qingxue, who came to the store with me to help five or six years ago, was still a young girl, whose charm was completely overshadowed by her 35-year-old mother.

Now her mother is forty years old, and Qingxue is twenty-one years old. When she stands next to her mother, her charm can even outshine her mother, making her more glamorous and dazzling than her mother.

In her heart, Masako Matsueda was actually a little jealous of her daughter.

She had never been jealous of anyone before. Ever since she was old enough to understand, everyone praised her for her beauty, and no one had ever seen anyone prettier than her. She grew up with the confidence that no one was prettier than her.

From her teenage years until she was over forty, she was accustomed to the jealousy of other women, but she herself had never been jealous of others.

Now I am jealous of my own daughter...

On the other side, Songzhi Qingxue saw off a table of guests, clenched his fists slightly, and said to his mother: "Ah, I'm so tired. Mom, if you are bored at home, come to the store to help more often in the future."

"Didn't you tell me not to come here and cause trouble?" Matsueda Masako snorted coldly.

"Really? I never said that. You must have remembered it wrongly."

With a cunning gleam in her eyes, Songzhi Qingxue gently pulled her mother's hand, shaking her arm like she did when she was a child while acting coquettishly: "Mom, the business in the store is getting better now. I'm running back and forth all day and I'm almost exhausted. You can take time out to come to the store every day in the future. Just don't change my business ideas. Mom, mom, Qingxue loves you the most, will you promise me..."

This clever and cunning look immediately softened Matsueda Shinsako's heart.

That little bit of jealousy disappeared.

It is totally wrong to be jealous of your daughter. No matter what, they are the closest people in the world... At most, they can share everything, mother and daughter. Nothing can separate them.

No matter what happens, she is Qingxue's mother, and this identity will not change.

This is a single mother who raised two daughters from childhood and is determined to defend her family.

This scene of Qingxue acting coquettishly was seen by Songzhi Qingxian.

That beautiful woman full of vitality showed a particularly complex side of herself at this moment.

The completely different characteristics such as cunning and casualness, artificiality and simplicity, calmness and liveliness are mixed together in a particularly charming way.

Every word she uttered and every movement she made was filled with a subtle, light-hearted beauty, revealing her radiant personality charm everywhere.

Horrible, terrible.

The steam rising from the hall blurred the light above his head, and beads of sweat suddenly and quietly drew a few cold lines on Song Zhiqingxian's back and flowed down.

He didn't even know if he could withstand it if Songzhi Qingxue treated him like this.

It was after nine o'clock in the evening when the guests gradually dispersed.

After being busy for more than three hours, the mother and daughter finally had some free time and went into the private room to have dinner.

After entering the private room, which was the same one that I had eaten with Matsueda Kiyoyuki last time, Matsueda Kiyoaki sat in the same seat as last time and looked at Matsueda Shinsako, who looked tired but refreshed: "You looked like a boss just now."

"All this is thanks to you." Matsueda Shinsako smiled at him and spoke in a coquettish tone, "I heard from Qingxue that since the hot sale of "Tide Sao", your book fans have come to the store every day. Especially the incident in December last year, which directly increased the store's customer flow by 30%."

Songzhi Qingxue also looked at him and said, "Be the spokesperson for my new products in the future, and I will pay you the couple price for the endorsement fee."

"Okay, okay." Songeda Qingxian smiled indifferently.

The family of four sat down one by one.

"Madam, the two young ladies, Master Qing, the dishes are here." The store manager, wearing a kimono, led several waiters in with the dishes.

She was stunned when she saw the seating arrangement for the boss's family.

The only man sat with his back to the alcove, which is the superior position in Japanese culture.

On his left is the boss.

On the right, two ladies.

The boss has a strong personality and never bows her head, but now she is willing to let her son-in-law who is much younger than her sit at the top... The store manager is very good at observing people's expressions, and after asking people to put down the food, he also stepped back gracefully.

"Take your time to eat. I won't disturb you. Happy New Year..."

After everyone left, Matsueda Shinsako poured a glass of wine and solemnly handed it to Matsueda Kiyaki.

At this time, both daughters lowered their heads.

"I don't want to drink." Matsueda Kiyoaki waved his hand quickly.

"This glass of wine is for the person who has worked the hardest in the past year, and the person who has made the greatest contribution. Usually, it is presented to the head of the family." Songzhi Qingxue lowered his head and whispered to him, "If you don't drink, we can't raise our heads."

"So that's how it is..." Songzhi Qingxian felt a little warm in his heart.

What I did was seen by them and recognized by them, which was a very heartwarming feeling.

From today on, as long as he is still in this family, his words will carry the most weight. From a son-in-law with no status to the head of a family with three women, this transformation makes him feel very fulfilled.

Both sisters lowered their heads and looked submissive.

The mother raised her glass with both hands, her eyes full of affection and dependence: "Thanks to you, our family has been able to do well in the past year. Please drink this glass of wine, and please continue to take care of us in the future."

Matsueda Kiyoaki no longer refused, and gracefully took the cup of wine from the mistress's hand, which was dedicated to the head of the family, and drank it all in one gulp. Then he smiled and said, "Everyone has worked hard, and I hope you will give me your guidance in the new year."

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