Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 2 If you can win the award, I will call you dad in return!

The afternoon wind has died down.

The weather became even hotter, and Matsueda Shinsako was half asleep and half awake, with beads of sweat oozing from her forehead and nose.

She felt sticky all over, and even her chest was covered with sweat.

She used to be completely naked at home.

Now there is a man in the family...

There was a thick cover on her chest, and today, as the weather was hot, she felt as if her whole body was restrained by something and was uncomfortable.

"Qingxian." She opened her eyes and called out habitually.

The sunlight coming in from the northwest side of the eaves drew a line in the middle of the corridor, clearly separating the light and the dark. The young man leaned against the pillar, gazing into the distance with lifeless eyes.

Half of his face was in the light and the other half was in the dark.

The already pale skin became somewhat cold.

In Matsueda Shinsako's opinion, he is now like a statue that wants to come alive but can never fulfill his wish. There is a hint of confusion and sadness in his eyes, like a marginalized person who can't integrate into today's society no matter how hard he tries.

He is so out of place in this sunny summer day.

"Qingxian..."

She called out again.

Unexpectedly, the voice was somewhat gentle.

"Here." The statue spoke, extremely respectful.

Because of his lonely appearance, Matsueda Shinsako was somewhat touched a second ago, and she felt a concern for him that was almost maternal love.

But as soon as he showed this respectful attitude, she felt particularly annoyed in her heart, always feeling that his respectfulness was the greatest mockery of her, the mistress of a declining noble family.

"What are your orders?"

As if to deliberately irritate her, Matsueda Kiyoaki's tone became more respectful, even a little humble.

"Go and drain the water for me!" Matsueda Shinsako said while suppressing her anger.

"Good~"

Kiyoaki Matsueda faced her and stepped back.

Only after leaving the corridor did he turn around, straighten his back, and walk forward towards the bathroom.

With only one person left, the yard became unusually quiet, empty like a ruin.

Shinsako Matsueda curled up in the recliner, looking around.

The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and the neglected pool had long dried up. No matter which angle you looked at it from, it was in disrepair and on the verge of collapse.

This courtyard was once bustling with people and guests, but now it is so deserted that it cannot even afford a servant.

Everything she saw made Matsueda Shinsako annoyed.

The Matsueda family prospered during the Meiji era, and their ancestors were awarded the title of earl and were included in the list of noble families.

After the war, the constitution stipulated that all four classes of people were equal.

Although the privileged status of the nobility was stripped away, the Matsueda family was still a wealthy family thanks to the wealth accumulated over a hundred years.

By the time Matsueda Shinsako took over the family, the family still operated more than a dozen high-end restaurants and its assets were still as high as 10 billion yen.

then……

The bubble burst.

The whole of Japan entered an extremely decadent state overnight. Everyone was lifeless, low-desire thinking and lying-flat mentality prevailed, and the Matsueda family, which ran a high-end restaurant, suffered a devastating blow.

In the following ten years, the Matsueda family lost almost all of their wealth, and now only has one high-end restaurant left, which continues to make losses.

In order to avoid bankruptcy, the daughter who was still in college took over the management of the restaurant from her mother, who had old-fashioned and backward business ideas. The mistress of the Matsueda family had nothing to do and entered retirement early at the age of 40, which was still considered the prime of her life.

For Matsueda Shinsako, who has a strong and strict personality, the current situation makes her feel very aggrieved, even extremely depressed.

On the one hand, she still has a lot of energy and wants to continue fighting in the business world.

On the other hand, she also understood that Chinese elders like her had really been abandoned by the times...

"The water is ready." Kiyoaki Matsueda returned to her side.

"Go get a bottle of whiskey and some ice cubes. I'll drink it later." Matsueda Shinsako ordered and got up and went to the bathroom.

I tested the water temperature with my toes.

The water is slightly warm.

Although Qingxian is a dull and rigid guy, he is still very careful in doing things.

Masako Matsueda took off her clothes, sank into the bathtub, squeezed out the shower gel and rubbed it on her body to create rich foam.

The slightly warm bath water bubbles warmed the skin, and under the light, it reflected an elastic luster.

After washing her body, she did not get up.

Gather your hair, twist it behind your head and secure it with a comb.

Then he placed his arms across the edge of the bathtub and rested his cheek on them.

Feeling the youthful vitality coming from her arm, Matsueda Shinsako felt great humiliation and futility in her heart.

She said to herself: Waste, waste, waste!

This plump body is clearly still full of youthful vitality, excess vitality, but there is no place to display it...

The little hand slowly sank, her body curled up slightly, her cute and slender toes curled up tightly, and her teeth bit her lower lip.

After a long while, she let out a long sigh, her eyes moist and blurry.

The little hand under the water pulled out the plug of the bathtub.

The hot water flows out extremely slowly, and the dropping water level seems to lick the skin, like a delicate caress.

"Eh……"

Matsueda Shinsako sighed slightly.

She lazily turned sideways, her delicate body weakly leaning on the edge of the bathtub, her cheek resting on her arms.

He seemed to be recalling something, and his expression was a little subtle.

"The wine and ice are ready." Kiyoaki Matsueda suddenly appeared in front of her.

"...?"

In an instant, Matsueda Shinsako's eyes froze.

…She left the bathroom door open.

Therefore, what Songeda Qingxian saw was a defenseless woman who was indulging in vulgar pleasures.

The slightly opened lips revealed white and neat teeth, and there was no trace of residue in the gaps between the teeth.

A lioness that hasn't eaten meat for a long time...this is what Kiyoaki Matsueda commented.

After a moment, the lioness's eyes were filled with murderous rage. She grabbed the clothes on the stool and threw them forward: "Close the door!"

A piece of cloth hit Matsueda Kiyoaki's head and fell down slightly to cover half of his cheek, which made Matsueda Shinsako stunned.

"Okay." He was not affected at all and bowed respectfully.

Bend down and step back, bend down and close the door.

Respectfully!

Very respectful and full of filial piety!
After leaving the bathroom, Kiyoaki Matsueda returned to his room and took his wallet, cell phone and folder.

As for the black cloth, just throw it on the table.

When I went downstairs and was about to go out, Matsueda Shinsako walked into the living room with a frosty face: "Where are my things?"

Although his expression was angry, his voice was unexpectedly pleasant, like the warm voice of someone who had just come out of the bath.

Kiyoaki Matsueda looked at her upper body, and it was quite obvious that this made him feel a kind of joy like a child who had succeeded in playing a prank, or perhaps it could be more elegant and called it the joy of being angry with morality.

All in all it's very interesting.

"Oh, that? I thought it was a souvenir." Kiyoaki Matsueda said seriously.

"...!"

Masako Matsueda's eyes widened with anger.

Because of his excitement, his whole face turned red and his chest heaved rapidly.

"I'm getting ready to go out." Matsueda Kiyoaki came to her side, feeling like he had succeeded in teasing her, and almost laughed out loud, "You're home alone, so be good. Don't play with fire or electricity, pay attention to hygiene, don't eat things that fall on the ground, and remember to put away the clothes if it rains. I'll be back as soon as possible to make you dinner..."

After saying this, Matsueda Kiyoaki bowed respectfully again.

This coaxing tone made Matsue Masako so sick that she got goose bumps all over her body. Her chest rose and fell violently. She glared at him with gritted teeth: "You bastard, you dare to tease me, I want you to be well... Wait, what did you say? Get out?"

It has been more than a week since he married into the wife's family, and this dull young man said for the first time that he wanted to go out.

Matsueda Masako frowned slightly.

...Would he want to escape?

This family has fallen to the point where they can't afford to hire a servant. The young man is her only hope to maintain her pampered life. For a moment, she was really afraid that he would just leave.

"There will be a literary award soon, and I plan to submit my work," Kiyaki Matsueda said to her.

"You? Literature award?"

Matsueda Shinsako sneered as if she had heard a joke.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, but there was no concern or encouragement in her, only contempt and ridicule.

"Don't you think highly of me?" Matsueda Kiyoaki asked with a smile.

Matsue Masako put away her smile, put on a stern attitude, and said coldly: "I don't want to attack you with my words, or I'll appear sarcastic, but you should still have some self-awareness and be a good family man!"

"What if I succeed?" Matsueda Kiyoaki still looked indifferent.

Seeing him acting so arrogant even though he obviously had no real skills, Matsueda Shinsako was really annoyed and said coldly: "If you can win the award, I can switch places with you!"

in turn?
Doesn't that mean you're calling me dad?

"Good idea. I'm looking forward to it." Kiyoaki Matsueda waved his hand and turned to walk out under her very unhappy look.

Walk through the courtyard and push open the fence gate to the large yard.

In front of me is a long downhill slope with green trees on both sides, and a cat is taking a nap in the shade.

Kiyoaki Matsueda was holding the documents and thinking as he walked.

A mother with no place to vent her energy, an older daughter who hasn't been home for more than ten days, a young man who is patient and ready to take action, and a younger daughter who regards the young man as an enemy... A lot of interesting things are expected to happen in this strange home.

At the bottom of the ramp, it merged into a main road.

Kiyoaki Matsueda hailed a taxi and got into the back seat.

"Go to Shinchosha."

(End of this chapter)