Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 79: Hard on the lips, soft on the heart, saying one thing and thinking another

The sunny weather, the ramp back home, and the precious things lost and found around the corner.

How can you not feel happy when you see his handsome face?
Matsueda Shinsako wanted to run up to him.

But she no longer had the strength to run, and her strong character reared its head again, slowing her pace.

Kiyoaki Matsueda did not rush her, but watched her walk over slowly.

When they arrived, they stood face to face for a while.

"Why are you back?" Matsueda Shinsako became cold again.

"When I went out in the morning, I met someone from the Tokugawa family. I was invited over and learned some things." Kiyaki Matsueda said, looking into her eyes.

Matsueda Shinsako felt a little guilty and looked away.

The black and white world I had seen before was suddenly filled with color, and the September sun shone softly on me.

The wind was just right.

"You heard what I said last night, why didn't you tell me about this?" Kiyoaki Matsueda asked her.

"What are you talking about? I'm not doing this for you. I'm just doing this for myself!" Matsueda Shinsako said expressionlessly.

But just as she finished her words, a van stopped at the door.

While the movers were unloading the bookshelves, computer chairs and other items, the driver called the consignee.

As soon as Matsueda Masako's cell phone rang, Matsueda Kiyaki looked over.

Under his gaze, her heart was pounding and she hung up the phone directly without any abnormal expression.

"Ok?"

The driver called again.

Then, I was hung up again...

After repeating this three times, Kiyoaki Matsueda looked at the truck and said, "This is something for the Matsueda family, right? Just move it into the living room."

The driver and the porters all looked this way.

"I'm the consignee. Please move in." The noble lady had to speak.

"immediately!"

When the workers were moving things into the house, Matsueda Kiyoaki looked at her and said, "Are you buying these for yourself, too?"

Matsueda Shinsako was about to continue to be stubborn, but when she saw his eyes suddenly became very serious, afraid that he would move away again, she looked away and said in a whisper: "I bought it for you. There is also a computer, it will arrive this afternoon..."

This attitude is super arrogant and a bit cute and childish.

So cute, I want to pinch her.

I want to hug her and lift her up high.

The old woman who put aside her disguise and arrogance was simply the embodiment of charm and grace. Even the smallest facial expression had a youthful charm of a girl.

But this sentiment was fleeting.

Matsueda Masako immediately realized that it was inappropriate for her to make such a proud and cute expression at her age.

So, she immediately turned cold and looked at him with a serious look: "I bought these things so that you can create more comfortably and earn more money for Qingxue! Well, since you are back now, from now on, you are not allowed to discuss the past anymore, do you hear me? Otherwise, I will definitely kick you out of this house..."

The elegance of the distinguished mistress is fully revealed.

But the more she put on airs, the more pleasure Matsueda Kiyoaki felt when bullying her.

...If he really becomes a pervert, she will be responsible for 80% of it!

While trying to excuse himself in his heart, Kiyoaki Matsueda showed a malicious look in his eyes. He looked at Shinsako Matsueda and said, "I am very angry about this matter. You have to compensate me!"

"Eh?"

Matsueda Masako was stunned.

The stern mistress's attitude soon broke down.

"If you want to keep me, it depends on whether you are sincere enough..." Matsueda Kiyoaki said meaningfully.

The mistress frowned, realizing that the situation was not good.

"Let's go, let's talk about it when we get back." Matsueda Kiyoaki grabbed her little hand.

The workers moved all the things to the corridor and someone was needed to come in and open the door.

"Matsueda Kiyoaki, I'm warning you, don't do anything rash!" Matsueda Masako panicked and shouted at him in a bluffing manner, "You can only be a maid once, and there will be no more. I will not indulge you without limits!"

"Good good..."

The way Songeda Qingxian nodded was really perfunctory.

Shinsako Matsueda raised her foot, but after taking a step, she stumbled and let out a cry of pain.

"What's wrong?" Kiyaki Matsueda came over and supported her.

"My foot seems to have been pricked by something sharp." Matsueda Shinsako frowned and looked at the sole of her right foot.

I had taken off my clogs and ran over here just now. There was a dark red bloodstain among the dark grey stains on the bottom of my tabi. I hadn't noticed it when I was immersed in joy. Now that I came to my senses, I realized that the sole of my foot was pricked.

There was a gasp in her voice when she spoke, which must have been quite painful.

"Let me help you go back first." Matsueda Kiyoaki supported her arm.

Matsueda Shinsako didn't dare to put her right foot on the ground. Her eyes slowly narrowed, and a few bright red spots spread across her neck.

After returning home, Kiyoaki Matsueda first helped her into the tea room and sat her down, then went to the living room to direct the workers to move the things into the room, took his luggage back to the room, and then went to find disinfectant, tweezers, and silver needles.

Walk out of the living room and come to the tea room.

The tea room of the Matsueda family is quite large.

The roof is supported by pillars on all four sides and is decorated in a quiet and elegant style.

Incense was wafting up into the air, and the screen was hung with bamboo curtains. The sunlight shone through the curtains and fell onto the tatami, as beautiful as snowflakes.

Kiyoaki Matsueda walked into the tea room barefoot and saw the dignified and beautiful woman in a black kimono sitting at the tea table. He subconsciously clenched his fists slightly - this woman was not bad even though she said one thing and meant another, and she should not be bullied anymore.

——My bullying of her is another matter.

Seeing him coming in, Matsueda Shinsako took her sock-less feet out from under the tea table and said calmly, "I feel like there are pieces of glass stuck in the sole of my foot."

"let me see."

Kiyoaki Matsueda sat down, put the disinfectant and tweezers aside, and gently lifted her right foot.

The lady's feet are very well maintained and her toes are pink and tender.

The heel is plump, tender and soft, and the feeling of biting it is probably more enjoyable than biting a pig's trotter.

Kiyoaki Matsueda didn't think too much and his mind quickly focused.

I used a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant to clean the wounds and blood on the soles of her feet.

Although the action was gentle, the wound was irritated and her little foot instinctively retracted, but just like last night, she couldn't break free from his grasp.

After cleaning the wound, there were two small purple holes on her white and tender heel, probably caused by glass fragments.

"Some of them are deep, all embedded in the skin, and can't be reached with tweezers." Kiyoaki Matsueda said as he observed.

Matsueda Shinsako asked weakly, "What should we do then?"

She herself didn't realize how little woman she was now.

"Use a needle to prick the skin to let some of the glass shards leak out, so you can take it out with tweezers. It will be a little painful, just bear with it." Songzhi Qingxian said softly, picked up the embroidery needle, soaked it in alcohol, and then heated it with a spare lighter on the tea table at high temperature.

Looking at the sharp needle, Matsueda Shinsako's heart skipped a beat.

Some people have psychological fear and resistance to sharp objects. Unfortunately, she is one of them. From childhood to adulthood, every time she gets a needle, it is a hellish torture for her.

Only she knows this.

She is the perfect mistress of the Matsueda family. All her shortcomings are hidden so well that others cannot possibly notice them.

But now...

Looking at the sharp needle, Matsueda Shinsako felt fear at the thought of it piercing the sole of her foot.

But fear was fear, and in order to maintain her majestic image as a mistress, she could only grit her teeth and endure it.

Matsueda Shinsako nodded lightly and looked away.

Although he appeared calm and composed on the surface, his hands were clenched into fists due to nervousness and sweat was oozing from his palms.

Kiyoaki Matsueda lifted her foot with one hand, and with the other hand heated the needle, slowly stimulating the skin layer on the sole of her foot.

"Be patient for a moment~"

The tone was like coaxing a child.

Beads of sweat soon appeared on Matsueda Shinsako's forehead.

All the muscles in his body were tense, but his expression remained calm and slightly dignified, just like usual.

The needle stirred up and down in the sole of the foot, causing a slight tingling sensation in the sole.

"Found it. This one is not very deep. I can pick it out directly..."

Matsueda Kiyoaki said, and just as he finished speaking, he felt a deep stinging pain on the sole of his foot. Matsueda Shinsako could no longer keep her composure, she opened her mouth and snorted with some complaint: "Ah, be gentle..."

"Okay, take out a piece."

A bloody shard of glass was taken out from the sole of her foot.

"Whoo~"

Matsueda Shinsako took a long breath.

"There is still one piece left, it will be ready soon." said Kiyoaki Matsueda.

"Yeah. Slow down, slow down..." Matsueda Masako was no longer able to maintain her dignity.

Nana's face, which looked 90% like Qingxue but more mature, gradually turned red, and even her neck and ears turned red.

The second piece of glass was a little deeper, and after picking it out a little, Songeda Qingxian had to use tweezers to pick it out.

"Yeah~"

Matsueda Shinsako cried out in pain.

She was pale, sweaty, and looked a little weak.

"Is it that exaggerated? It shouldn't hurt that much..." Kiyoaki Matsueda helped her clean the wound with disinfectant.

Looking at the serious and gentle young man, Matsueda Shinsako was a little embarrassed and whispered: "Psychological reasons..."

"Acrophobia?"

"Well, I guess so. I've been afraid of these things since I was a child..."

The mistress, who had always been strong all her life, confessed her weaknesses to another person for the first time in her life.

Kiyoaki Matsueda was very surprised and looked up at her: "Tsk, you actually said something like that..."

His eyes instantly made Matsueda Shinsako put away her little womanly attitude. She snorted coldly and said, "Let go of my feet once you're done! You're already in your twenties, and you still need me to teach you how to avoid suspicion? You useless piece of shit!"

"Yes, it tastes just right!" Only then did Matsueda Kiyoaki feel comfortable.

It's not that he likes being scolded, but he's not used to Shinsako not scolding people.

Matsuda Masako's noble phoenix eyes slanted at him, and the corners of her ruddy mouth raised in contempt: "Don't even think about achieving anything in your life. Stay here and serve the women of our Matsuda family in exchange for a few bites of food. That's the only thing you can do!"

"Okay, I'll serve you right away!"

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I'll massage your feet."

"You are a traitor!"

After a few symbolic protests, Matsueda Shinsako closed her eyes and almost lay down on the tatami, allowing him to massage her.

The sun was shining brightly at noon, and the atmosphere was harmonious and warm.

Masako Matsueda's body began to sweat again.

"If you have anything to say in the future, just say it directly. Don't keep it in your heart." Matsueda Kiyoaki said suddenly.

"It depends on the situation." Matsueda Masako raised her eyelids.

"You really don't remember being beaten!" Matsueda Kiyoaki suddenly moved forward a little, turned her over and pressed her to the ground.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Matsueda Shinsa's eyes widened in shock.

"Do you admit your mistake?" Kiyaki Matsueda asked like a stern father.

"..."

Based on her understanding of him, it would be difficult to end the situation if she didn't admit her mistake, so Matsueda Shinsako could only compromise and nodded obediently: "Got it."

"What's wrong?"

"I was wrong for being stubborn, for saying one thing and thinking another, and for hiding things from you..."

"Any more?"

“No more…”

"It seems that you have a very poor attitude towards admitting your mistakes!" Matsueda Kiyoaki said coldly.

Matsueda Shinsako was startled and turned to look at him. There was a look of grievance on her face that she had never shown before. She opened her mouth and asked, "What else is wrong..."

"The tone of your admitting your mistake is too harsh!" Matsueda Kiyoaki's eyes were full of threats.

Matsueda Masako curled her lips, knowing that he was trying to embarrass her, so she could only lower her voice and beg softly: "Masako knows I'm wrong..."

Kiyoaki Matsueda was very satisfied with the way she looked now.

"You know you're wrong, it all depends on how you apologize." Kiyoaki Matsueda said, his tone sounding like he deserves a beating.

Matsue Masako looked at him with sparkling eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and then lowered her head: "You, how do you want me to apologize..."

"Of course it's the same as last time at the Tokugawa family," said Kiyoaki Matsueda.

"Last time? Um, you, you you..." Matsueda Shinsako immediately raised her head, pointed her finger at him, and said through gritted teeth: "Last time I just said it casually, I didn't expect you to still think of it... Disgusting, disgusting!"

"Just this once, I promise it will be the last time."

"I refuse! I will never agree to such a shameful request."

"Just this once, if you don't agree, I will be rude to you..."

Kiyoaki Matsueda used both kind words of persuasion and threats of force, and after a double-edged attack, he finally broke through her psychological defenses.

"Matsueda Kiyoaki, I'm telling you, this is the last time!"

The mistress' voice was cold and very firm.

Then, she took a deep breath, her eyes sparkling with light, and spoke with great shame.

Yes, yes, yes, that’s the taste!
Songzhi Qingxian was so happy that he couldn't hide his smile.

"……asshole!"

Shinsako Matsueda covered her face and wanted to die.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard in the courtyard.

The mistress' heart skipped a beat and she looked out through the gaps between her fingers.

Songzhi Qingxue walked in with a frown on his face.

"Qingxue? When will you..."

"always there!"

"..."

Matsueda Shinsako covered her face and fell on the tatami in despair, with only one thought left in her mind - I must be the most embarrassing mistress in history, right?
　There are two more chapters, take your time

　　
　
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