Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 18 She can scold, but outsiders can’t!

Kiyoaki Matsueda is not Ni Nei's, so how could he not have any emotions at all? So he accepted the provocation directly.

After a few words, the arrangements for the Tanabata reunion were confirmed. Matsueda Kiyaki saw them out the door. When they returned to the living room, Matsueda Masako's beautiful face was full of frost.

The kind that is angry and can't be appeased.

She opened the cabinet under the TV, bent down and searched for a while, and found a ruler.

"Hey, wait!" The corner of Kiyoaki Matsueda's eye twitched.

"I've said it many times, I have the final say in this family." Matsueda Shinsako's eyes were cold and flickering. She looked at Matsueda Kiyoaki's handsome face, her chest rising and falling slightly, "You have challenged my authority again and again, you deserve to be punished!"

"How will the punishment be?" Matsueda Kiyoaki slowly stepped back.

Shinsako Matsueda suddenly took action.

No moral ethics, just a surprise attack.

He first pressed down on Songeda Qingxian's shoulders and pushed down hard, trying to push him down.

But Kiyoaki Matsueda is a man after all.

Although he was thin, he wouldn't fall down just by being pressed like that.

Songzhi Qingxian frowned, looked at her fierce face, and couldn't help asking: "You think I shouldn't go on July 7th, and let you go to be humiliated by them, right?"

"I have my own ideas!" Matsueda Shinsako's face was cold.

She had no intention of taking Kiyoaki Matsueda back to her parents' home.

If he brought Kiyoaki Matsueda back with him, he would definitely be ridiculed by his sister. How could he accept that?

No matter how bad his behavior was, he was still her family.

She can scold, but outsiders can’t!

Matsueda Shinsako took a step back and looked at him with cold eyes: "If you still recognize me as your mistress, you will be punished! If not, I will pretend that I have never seen you."

Matsueda Kiyoaki was silent for a moment.

It’s not that he cares about her identity as the mistress, he just feels that if he leaves now, all the scolding he received in the past few days would be in vain.

"Okay, I admit it."

Seeing that he finally lowered his head, Matsueda Shinsako breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the ruler: "Put your hand out!"

"Wait!" Matsueda Kiyoaki looked at her and said, "I accept your beating, but I can't take it for nothing."

"What do you want to say?" Matsueda Shinsako narrowed her eyes.

"For the beating I received today, I want you to pay me back double on Valentine's Day!" Matsueda Kiyoaki said word by word.

Shinsako Matsueda was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing.

I don't know whether I was laughing out of anger or laughing at him for overestimating his own abilities, but I just grabbed his hand.

The ruler was raised high and then dropped.

"Snapped!"

After five consecutive beatings, Matsueda Shinsako's expression finally eased a little, and she scolded in a low voice: "No matter what, you are a member of the Matsueda family. I can't watch you lose face. I will always protect you in front of outsiders. I hope you will remember this point during today's punishment, and that I am the master of this family!"

Songzhi Qingxian lowered his head and didn't listen to her at all. He just thought in his heart: You hit me five times, I will hit you back ten times, five times on the palm of my hand, and where should I hit the other five times...

"Snapped!"

The ruler hit her again, and Matsueda Shinsako said sternly: "Did you hear what I said?"

"Yes, I heard it." Matsueda Kiyaki said quickly.

Matsueda Shinsako let out a breath, and the anger on her cold and pretty face had disappeared.

Looking at his red palms that were beaten, she felt a little bit reluctant, but her expression remained dignified.

As a mistress, you should act like a mistress and not be overbearing towards your juniors, otherwise how can you manage a large family?

"I'll cook dinner tonight. You should reflect on your mistakes today!"

Matsueda Shinsako gave a final scolding, threw the ruler aside, and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

Kiyoaki Matsueda looked at her slim back, feeling the pain in his palms, and pursed his lips into a line.

She is stern, cold, and unapproachable...

I have never seen a parent more domineering than her.

But she is so beautiful and plump, and her whole body exudes the sexy charm of a mature woman.

What kind of expression would a woman like this have when she was killed?

...Looking at her graceful back, Matsueda Kiyoaki picked up the ruler from the ground and suddenly looked forward to her showing an expression of humiliation in front of him.

"Your expression is very interesting right now."

The childish laughter of Songzhi Luming came from behind him, and Songzhi Qingxian turned around to look. The girl was graceful and elegant.

A stylish high school uniform with a bow tie at the collar.

Watery eyes, soft cherry lips, and delicate skin that seemed carefully painted with white paint.

"Don't look at me like that. Even though I hate you, I stand on the same side with you on this matter."

Songzhi Luming walked up to him, looking down at him with the corners of his mouth raised cutely.

Kiyoaki Matsueda looked at her and saw that she had put away some of her hostility. She smiled and said to him, "Sometimes I also hate her old-fashioned patriarchal style, so please try your best to resist her. The best thing is to make her realize how outdated she is and relax her discipline on me. If you can really do that, then I can reluctantly treat you as a friend..."

"Sorry, I don't need a friend like you!" Matsueda Kiyoaki refused coldly.

"..."

"Huh? Are you anxious?"

"…I didn't! (gasp)"

"Haha, the defense is broken!"

"Matsueda Kiyoaki!" Matsueda Luming's face turned red with anger, and he shouted in a tone as sharp as a cat whose tail was stepped on, "I will never recognize you, absolutely! Never!"

He successfully broke her defense, and all the depression in Matsueda Qingxian's heart was swept away.

He had just arrived in this family, so there was no need to rush.

There will be plenty of time to fight back in the future. Let's see if this mother and daughter can bear it.

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The next few days were calm.

Kiyoaki Matsueda led a relatively peaceful life as a waiter every day. He wanted to go to the Maomudong Bar several times, but he gave up the idea of ​​meeting the bar owner because he had no money.

On June 25th, the shortlist for the New Trend Award was officially announced.

"The Dancing Girl of Izu" is among them.

There is also good news. Kiyoaki Matsueda's account received a remittance of 9 yen.

It was the 10 yen signing bonus that Editor Kobayashi mentioned. After deducting the 10% occasional income tax, 9 yen was deposited into my account.

After having a little money, Kiyoaki Matsueda immediately ran to Ginza.

That amiable, round-faced woman with a big breast was really charming.

But he's not good at chatting up people...

After arriving at the bar, Kiyoaki Matsueda took a few deep breaths in front of the door before pushing it open and going in.

At the bar facing the door, a woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking only about 27 or 28 years old looked up. She was quite beautiful, with a petite and plump figure, and a bar logo was pinned high on her chest.

"Long time no see, young man."

The voice was relaxed, with a hint of joking between familiar faces.

"Hello, boss." Matsueda Kiyoaki nodded and his eyes fell on her.

Just like last time, she was also wearing a blue long dress and small, delicate gold-rimmed glasses, which matched her face shape very well. At first glance, one could feel her quiet and intellectual temperament.

"Just call me Arun. Why, can't you find the way home today?" Arun was looking at him with interest, holding a pencil in his hand. The pencil was yellow and had an eraser on the top.

"I've found it for now." Kiyoaki Matsueda replied.

"Well, if you get lost again, tell me."

"Thank you." Kiyoaki Matsueda nodded in greeting.

Arun smiled slightly, his expression seemed to say you're welcome.

"My name is Kiyoaki Matsueda," he introduced himself.

"Hello, Songzhi-kun." Arun greeted him and then said, "Please sit down and take a seat. The bar is not open yet, so we can't take orders. You can only read a book to kill time. If you are thirsty, you can get a glass of water yourself."

After saying this, she ignored Songzhi Qingxian and lowered her head to write with a pencil.

Kiyoaki Matsueda took a book, sat down by the window, and read it absent-mindedly.

After a while, a few regular customers came to the bar, asked Arun for hot water to make instant coffee, and discussed the shortlisted works for the New Trend Award.

Listening to their discussion, Kiyoaki Matsueda glanced towards the bar from time to time.

Arun was writing with full concentration, his brows occasionally furrowed as if he had encountered some difficulty.

Every time this happened, she would tap the table gently with the eraser on her pencil. The gentle rhythm reminded people of the gentle female classmate when they were in school.

Suddenly, she looked up.

Kiyoaki Matsueda quickly lowered his head to read the book, but before he opened it, he saw the title on the cover was "Asha", a work by Turgenev.

(End of this chapter)