Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 74 You don’t want to be seen, right?

Masako is a woman full of contradictions.

Her face is noble and cold, but her figure is very vulgar. The two temperaments form a wonderful contrast, as if a graceful and beautiful lady has become a prostitute.

Kiyoaki Matsueda felt that it was really great right now!
Although some people may not believe it, he still wants to make one thing clear - he is really not a pervert.

Letting Masako do this was just pure revenge.

As for the rest, they are just incidental.

Matsueda Shinsako grabbed the hem of her skirt, her expression cold: "Are you satisfied with this?"

The look in her narrow and long phoenix eyes became even tougher.

Matsueda Kiyoaki was quite satisfied with her performance and nodded: "Very good."

"..."

Matsueda Masako gritted her teeth.

Seeing her expression of disdain and contempt, yet having to give in, Matsueda Kiyoaki felt that all his previous unhappiness had disappeared.

"What else do I need?" Matsueda Shinsako looked straight at him.

"Ah!"

Songzhi Qingxian sneered and asked: "Your sight must be lower than mine. If it is higher than me, it is disrespectful!"

"...I understand." Matsueda Shinsako lowered her eyes slightly.

Songzhi Qingxian was not in a hurry to tease her, and waved his hand: "I'm a little hungry, you go to make dinner."

"Hey, this..." Matsueda Shinsako raised her eyes, "Qingxue and Xiaolu will be back soon, I can't do this..."

"Hurry up, maybe there's still time."

"..."

Masako Matsueda clenched her fists, her noble face expressionless as she walked towards the kitchen with her legs in white high heels.

Songzhi Qingxian calmed his mind, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

The faint fragrance gradually washed away the heat and stabilized his breathing.

Soon after, the afterglow of dusk gradually disappeared, replaced by the deep night.

There was still a last thin layer of light in the western sky directly opposite the gate, casting a dreamy luster on the surrounding scenery.

Against this dreamy background, the girl slowly walked into the gate.

Wearing a high school uniform, her pretty little face looked as pure and fair as if it had just been washed by rain, with an incredibly delicate color.

Slim waist and small breasts.

She is an ordinary beautiful girl.

Carrying her schoolbag, after walking into the house, Matsueda Luming glared at Matsueda Qingxian in the teahouse, then turned her head away coldly. A cold aura like "Don't bother me" spread from her.

Walking into the entrance of the living room, she bent down and took off her black leather shoes.

Her gorgeous black hair fell down, just covering her cool and beautiful profile.

When Kiyoaki Matsueda looked at her, he only saw her little feet breaking free from the constraints of her black leather shoes, revealing the part wrapped in black stockings... In such hot weather, wearing such thick stockings, her feet must be very smelly, right?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt bored and glanced towards the kitchen door.

Now, Masako must be very nervous and really wants to go in and take a look.

"You just saw it, right?" Songzhi Luming suddenly looked at him, and his eyes inherited his mother's indifference.

As soon as her voice came out, the kitchen door was instantly closed from the inside with a loud "bang".

Songzhi Luming looked towards the kitchen in confusion: "Who's in there? Mom?"

"Uh, yes, I'm making dinner..." Matsueda Shinsako's voice was very calm, and there was nothing unusual to hear.

"Ha~"

Songzhi Luming suddenly sneered.

She moved her sight from the kitchen to the tea room, looking at the people inside, her cherry-colored lips slightly raised: "Let mother cook dinner, and you stay in the tea room, the purpose is to see me, right?"

Songeda Qingxian asked back: "What do you mean?"

"Look, I'm changing my shoes!" Songzhi Luming said coldly.

Songzhi Qingxian nodded: "I have seen this."

"You really peeked!" Songzhi Luming immediately protected his collar with both hands and stared at him vigilantly, "You have such an evil and obscene look. I feel very dangerous living with you! Please move out immediately!"

We will move as soon as we get up tomorrow. Matsueda Kiyoaki was too lazy to argue with her about this topic and slowly drank the tea he made.

Matsueda Luming walked towards him in slippers and sat cross-legged opposite him.

The light fell on her long and slender legs, which were still wearing stockings, and reflected a little, as if they were coated with oil.

She was sitting in the front, so Matsueda Kiyoaki's eyes would inevitably fall on her.

From this perspective, she is truly an impeccable beauty - fair and smooth skin, gorgeous black hair, a slim figure, and straight and long legs.

Oh no, it’s not impeccable either.

It should be said that except for her breasts, her whole body is impeccable.

"No matter what you want to do, you must consider the cost." Songzhi Luming said meaningfully.

"For example?"

"Control your human desires!"

"...Can I ask a few questions?" Kiyoaki Matsueda really wanted to know how she developed such a narcissistic personality.

"What's your problem? Apart from breasts, there are legs, buttocks and feet." Songzhi Luming put his right hand on his small chin and mocked him in a flat voice, "In order to make my impression of you worse, you'd better shut up, even though it can't be any worse."

"You definitely don't have any friends, right?" Matsueda Kiyoaki went straight to the point.

"..."

Songzhi Luming was speechless and stared at Songzhi Qingxian as if he were some kind of insect, his displeasure clearly evident.

"Sure enough, I guessed it right." Matsueda Kiyoaki smiled with some pride.

"So you are challenging me!" The icy beauty showed a cruel smile on her face.

"I can play with you before dinner." Matsueda Kiyoaki said indifferently.

"The strong always walk alone, only the weak need to stick together for warmth, so I don't need friends at all!" Matsueda Luming clenched his fists and delivered his high-sounding speech.

"Why do you think you are a strong man?" Matsueda Kiyaki asked back.

"First of all, my grades in any subject are always the best in the grade."

"That's really strong." "Secondly, I can quickly master anything I learn. Except for a slight physical weakness, everything else is perfect! Physical strength is the most insignificant talent in modern society, so I am perfect!"

"That's acceptable, I guess."

"Finally, I'm cute!" said Matsueda Luming with great confidence.

Matsueda Kiyoaki nodded: "Oh, I'm handsome too."

Songzhi Luming looked at him with a thoughtful expression: "So the so-called narcissism is the description of others when they exaggerate themselves. It is indeed a bit disgusting. From you, I found something that may damage my charm. I will seriously think about it and reflect on it."

"What a sharp tongue!" Matsueda Kiyaki praised.

The evening breeze blew over, and Songzhi Luming gently pressed her long hair that was blown by the wind with her right hand, with a sense of accomplishment on her face.

After the girl reflected on herself, she still had the desire to fight, and continued to speak to Matsueda Kiyoaki: "Because I'm so cute, my indoor shoes are often secretly hidden, and the recorder I use in music class has been soiled for no reason many times, and there are often shoe prints on the table."

"You are so hated, it's normal to encounter these things."

Songzhi Luming ignored his interruption and continued, "For what happened to me, I can only blame it on the jealousy of humans. They are incompetent and ugly, and when they met the perfect me, they could only be jealous and ostracize me because they could not reach me."

After saying this, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly and looked at Songeda Qingxian.

"Do you think you are a strong person because you are ostracized by the weak?" Kiyoaki Matsueda asked with a smile.

Songzhi Luming gently stroked his hair and spoke in a voice as sweet as a stream: "I'm surprised that you can understand my thoughts. It seems that you are not a low-level man whose mind is only filled with women's thighs and breasts."

Then, she stood up, looking down at him from above, with a pointed chin showing a lovely pride. "So, Mr. Matsueda Kiyokuni, I heard that you have been excluded since you were a child. But unlike me, you were excluded because you were strong. You were excluded because you were weak. Am I right?"

Judging from her expression, she seemed to have already grasped victory.

Outside the gate, Songzhi Qingxue had been watching for a while, looking very gossipy.

It’s better to quarrel. It’s better to quarrel. We are still young. It is the privilege of young people to quarrel and then reconcile.

Although it seemed that his weakness had been discovered, Matsueda Kiyoaki did not panic at all. Instead, he smiled calmly: "Matsueda Luming, your argument about the strong has a fatal flaw. The strong are those who are superior to the weak in all aspects. Why don't you take the strength of your social skills into account when you think you are a strong person?"

"Eh?"

The girl was stunned.

"At least socially, you are an absolute weakling! Otherwise, you would never be excluded, right?"

"..."

"Your failure in socializing is due to your lack of social skills! According to your theory that the weak envy the strong, are you jealous of those social masters? Are you jealous of those who can band together to exclude you?"

"..."

The light in the girl's eyes disappeared.

After a moment of distraction, he reorganized his thoughts and tried to avoid the question, calmly arguing: "First, we need to define what a friend is! In fact, I have two..."

Kiyoaki Matsueda spoke directly, interrupting the other party's pale defense.

"You're so stubborn!"

"..."

Songzhi Luming took a deep breath.

Okay, okay, since that’s the case, let’s hurt each other.

"Mr. Kiyoaki Matsueda, you've failed too!"

“Where did I fail?”

"You're already 21 years old, and you've never even had a relationship. In some ways, you're a bigger failure than me!"

"..."

Watching the two of them exposing each other's secrets like in a turn-based game, Matsueda Kiyoyuki couldn't help but laugh.

They both looked at her at the same time.

"You guys get along very well, that's really great." Songzhi Qingxue walked into the yard.

Songzhi Luming asked coldly: "Where did you come to this conclusion?"

"One of you has no friends, and the other has never been in love. Hey, I have an idea~~" Songzhi Qingxue walked between the two of them, raised an index finger, and said very geniusly: "Why don't you two have a relationship?"

“…Not good! (Double channel)”

"Look, they are so in sync even when it comes to rejection. It would be a shame if we don't have a relationship."

"If you want to talk, talk to him as much as you want!" Songzhi Luming said coldly, and walked towards the living room. Halfway through, he remembered something and turned around and said to his sister: "No, you are not allowed to talk to him either. Let him live out his life in loneliness!"

Looking at her angry sister, the elder sister chuckled.

Suddenly, I felt like I was in a youth romantic comedy. This sister really enjoys watching the fun... Kiyokana Matsueda scratched his head in confusion.

Songzhi Qingxue turned to look at Songzhi Qingxian and asked, "Is dinner ready?"

"It's being done in the kitchen."

"I'll go help her."

Songzhi Qingxue came to the kitchen, turned the door, and found it was locked, so she raised her hand and knocked on the door: "Mom, are you done?"

“…Okay, okay!”

"Let me go in and help you."

"No need!" Matsueda Shinsako's voice was very firm.

"You're not eating something in there secretly, are you?" Songzhi Qingxue asked doubtfully.

"...Go away. We're going to kill fish today. The kitchen is very dirty. I can do it myself!" Matsueda Shinsako said in a stern tone.

"Okay then, I'll go take a shower first~"

"Dong Dong~"

There was another knock on the door.

Matsueda Shinsako was startled, then a little angry, and shouted loudly: "I told you to do it myself, I don't need your help!"

"it's me!"

Songeda Qingxian's voice sounded.

"..."

The door opened a crack.

The young man's body slid in like a fish.

In the dim light of the kitchen, he looked like a villain, and made Matsueda Shinsako feel deeply what danger was...

　I'm so sleepy. I have one more chapter left. I'll make up for it when I get up tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)