Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 90: She has the face of a first love, but her head is full of H garbage
The new week arrives as scheduled.

Songzhi Qingxian gets up at six o'clock and goes for his morning run on time.

Running is his favorite aerobic exercise. As long as he has a pair of running shoes, he can run as much as he wants.

I shuttled through the Yotsuya residential area, which I had already memorized by heart, and ran all the way to Suga Shrine, where I took a short rest in front of the shrine's torii gate.

The streets were empty in the early morning.

There was no one around, only a crow squatting on the roof, staring with its black eyes at the scene below.

Kiyoaki Matsueda stood on a high step and looked down.

"Le sort les lois, Je ne m'y soumets pas..."

(Fate and law cannot make me surrender)
“Ne me demandez plus de marcher droit…”

(Don’t ask me to follow the smooth road anymore)
The singing he was practicing attracted the attention of three old ladies in the shrine. One of them even stared at him and smiled.

"Young people nowadays know so much..."

“Is this song in English?”

"Hey, didn't you say your granddaughter is single..."

"Humph! (disdainfully) Handsome and talented men like him are the most philandering. He looks so gentle, I'm afraid he's a scumbag who specializes in deceiving little girls..."

This old lady really should read "Pride and Prejudice".

Just as Matsueda Kiyoaki was thinking this, a prompt popped up in his eyes.

【Ding】

【French level 2/100】

[French lv2→French lv3]

【Ding】

【Singing level 2/100】

[Singing level 2 → Singing level 3]

After the practice, both skills improved. Matsueda Kiyoaki was in a good mood and jogged home along the way.

The scenery above my head was divided into a grid by spider-web-like wires.

As autumn deepens, the sky becomes increasingly desolate, and a white airplane cloud divides the sky into two.

The sun gradually rose.

As the light gradually brightened, the pine branches became clearer and clearer.

When a person is no longer negative, his or her appearance will indeed give people a refreshed feeling.

Just like in Japanese dramas, running towards the rising sun, with a gleaming face, a more determined expression, and sweat running down the sexy neck...

Pedestrians on the street occasionally make his eye contact and are involuntarily infected by his spirit and want to start running too.

When I was almost home, the reminder popped up in my sight again.

【Ding】

【Charm 8 → Charm 9】

The maximum value of human charisma is 10 points.

Looking at this attribute, Matsueda Kiyoaki couldn't help but think about a question. If it exceeds 10 points, does it mean that it can attract non-human creatures...

"I'm back~"

Pushing open the iron gate of the yard, Songeda Qingxian walked into the house.

It was eight o'clock in the morning. The two sisters were out, and Masako was the only one at home, so it was very quiet.

There is a steaming hot breakfast on the table.

"Masako?"

Matsueda Kiyoaki called him by his name two or three times but there was no response, so he had to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

I washed my face, rinsed off the sweat, dried myself, and then shaved. I looked at my face carefully in the mirror, but I didn't find anything significant. The extra charm seemed to be due to my energy and spirit.

After changing into clean clothes, he came out and paused.

Matsueda Shinsako, who was neatly equipped, was standing upright beside the dining table.

When she saw him come out, a look of disdain appeared on her noble and cold face. The look in her eyes, as if she was looking at a stink bug, was exactly the same as the way a deer looked at him. Even the shape of their eyebrows were the same... They really were mother and daughter.

"You are quite sensible." Kiyoaki Matsueda walked over with a smile.

Matsue Masako lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands and slowly bent her knees: "Excuse me, what can I do for you today?"

"Have you had breakfast?" Kiyoaki Matsueda sat on a chair.

"No."

Masako Matsueda let down her skirt, her eyes flickering slightly, as if she was a little ashamed.

But her expression is still so cold and her voice is so distant, so it makes people want to punish her.

"You haven't eaten yet? That's great. Serve me first and you can eat what I leave. Let's start with the bread." Kiyoaki Matsueda said with a smile.

Masako Matsueda said nothing as she spread jam elegantly on the bread.

The elegance and grace she displayed showed that she was still the kind of woman who was used to being the center of attention, which formed a sharp contrast with the way she was serving others at this moment.

"please."

"Feed it to your mouth."

"...Please!" There was no emotion on Matsueda Masako's noble face, and she fed him breakfast as he ordered.

Kiyoaki Matsueda enjoyed the life of a young master.

After finishing breakfast, he leaned back in his chair and said calmly, "Your performance can only be described as mediocre. I'll think about the deer again."

Hearing this, the slender eyelashes on Matsueda Shinsako's face trembled slightly, and the eyes in her narrow and long phoenix eyes were a little shy and annoyed, but her voice was still cold and clear as she said: "You said you would help, how can you break your promise..."

"Why should I help you when you didn't even apologize?" Kiyoaki Matsueda asked with a smile.

That smile was very much like that of a bully young master, who was trying his best to humiliate the arrogant housekeeper and maid with the utmost interest.

"I... didn't make any mistakes." Matsueda Shinsako's expression was cold and her voice was stubborn. "I didn't make any mistakes, why should I apologize?"

"Nothing wrong? Oh, your good little deer, but she humiliated me well with her little mouth."

"..."

Matsueda Shinsako's body trembled slightly.

The inner struggle flashed by, she bit her lower lip lightly, and said indifferently: "I understand, I apologize to you on behalf of Xiaolu..."

"Sensible~"

"Are you satisfied with this?"

"That's not enough. You have to add a look of disgust on your face."

“…You are such a pervert!”

■

This morning was unexpectedly cold.

The huge playground of Higashimaizuru was packed with students, and school leaders were on the stage talking about the precautions for the cultural festival.

The autumn wind blows, lifting the hems of skirts.

Slender, well-proportioned, sturdy, fair, dark legs… the eyes of the teenagers in western-style school uniforms are always inseparable.

The focus of attention is naturally the pine branches and the calls of deer.

The surroundings were filled with the atmosphere of youth and the frequent glances. She didn't like it, but she had gotten used to it.

At this moment, she didn't care about other people's eyes.

The dean of studies was speaking on the stage, and she listened absent-mindedly, frowning as she thought about her own concerns - how to deal with the conflict between herself and Kiyoaki Matsueda.

First, she had to admit something.

For women who are in love, Kiyaki Matsueda does have an irresistible charm.

From the outside, he is obviously handsome, melancholy, lonely, elegant and unrestrained. His aristocratic appearance can easily make him popular with women.

The identity of a declining Chinese is also a huge plus point - the Japanese value bloodline the most.

What's more important is that although he is depressed and lonely, he is not decadent.

His body shape, which he insisted on exercising every day, became more and more perfect. When he really exuded charm, there was a kind of carefree aura in his every move, as dazzling as a beam of light when the sun pierced through the clouds and cast on the world.

In addition, he is very talented.

Songzhi Luming is a literary girl and has a special understanding of this point.

Song Zhi's clear brushstrokes are delicate, eccentric, and magnificent. His passionate pursuit of details and his ability to dig deep often make his writings give people a feeling like being pricked by a needle in the finger, accompanied by sharp pain and vague pleasure.

Xiaolu could scold him a hundred times for peeking at her black silk feet, but she would never scold him for his talent even once.

Finally, he is actually a very gentle person, which can be seen from the two days he has been taking care of her. He is a good cook and is also very good at housekeeping... In short, this man must be treated with caution, for women, he is indeed a fatal temptation.

"If he helps me get first place, I will reluctantly admit that he is a good person..."

"But I still don't recognize him as a family member..."

"I want to be with my sister, but I have to fall in love with her..."

"No, that's impossible. Only bugs with incompletely evolved brains would like him..."

As the girl muttered to herself, the morning assembly ended and the students returned to their respective classrooms for class.

In Class A of the first year, Matsueda Luming sat in the back row by the window.

Genius students, don’t care what the teacher says, just do your own thing.

What she opened was not a textbook, but the drama club's cultural festival stage play script "The Red and the Black".

Screenplay by: Songzhi Luming

Director: Matsueda Luming

Julien: Pine Branches Clear and Clear

Madame de Renal: Pine Branches Cleared of Snow
Myrtle: Deer Calling on Pine Branches
Props: Pine Branches and Deer Calling

Stagehand: Naoko Kobayashi Synopsis: Julien, the son of a carpenter, enters the mayor's house as a tutor with his intelligence. During this period, he falls in love with the mayor's wife. After the affair is exposed, he flees the mayor's house and enters the seminary. Later, he is recommended by the dean of the seminary to work as a secretary for the extreme royalist marquis in Paris. At the same time, he has an affair with his daughter. However, when he is about to become successful, the mayor's wife is forced to write a letter of denunciation to expose him, which ruins his future. Julien, whose dream is shattered, shoots and injures the mayor's wife, and is later sentenced to death and sent to the guillotine.

Songzhi Luming picked up the pen and started to delete and revise.

Imperfection is not allowed in her life.

The autumn wind blows the curtains.

The curtains fluttered up, revealing the blue sky outside the window.

The weather before the typhoon was surprisingly good. Naoko Kobayashi stopped flipping through the book and looked out the window. The curtains that kept swaying at the edge of her sight were very annoying and distracted her, making it impossible for her to concentrate on her homework.

In contrast, Matsueda Luming, who was sitting behind her, had not moved at all since the class started.

Her eyes fell on the script in her hand. She quietly scanned line after line of text, and made occasional revisions with the mechanical pencil in her right hand.

"What a perfect girl..."

Naoko Kobayashi murmured softly.

She came to Tokyo from faraway Hokkaido in April this year and enrolled in this aristocratic high school with the help of a high scholarship.

Most of the students who go to school here are children from wealthy families.

They all have straight teeth and speak boringly, and as long as they don't make big mistakes, they can basically go to good universities.

The rich have their own taste, and the poor have their own taste.

Compared with her glamorous classmates, Naoko Kobayashi seems out of place.

She was not used to it.

During the fifteen years she spent in Hokkaido, she was very popular. Whether in elementary school or junior high school, she lived a smooth school life where everyone liked her.

But after arriving in Tokyo, she encountered the biggest challenge in her study career - communicating with classmates.

Not to mention making friends, she didn't even understand the popular clothing brands and cosmetics that her female classmates were discussing.

While others were discussing excitedly, she could only sit aside quietly, searching on Google for terms she had never heard of.

In the beginning, she often felt isolated.

At one point, I developed an aversion to studying.

Fortunately, she joined the drama club with the recommendation of her teacher, and was saved after coming into contact with Matsueda Luming.

Matsueda not only let her participate in the daily activities of the drama club and gave her the opportunity to communicate with her classmates on an equal footing, but also taught her to play the violin and cello after learning that her family was poor, and privately allowed her to bring her musical instrument out of school to perform.

To sum up, Naoko Kobayashi is very grateful to Shikamei Matsueda.

Since she has done me a favor, I will help her get rid of the brother-in-law she doesn't like... hehe.

A brief fantasy in the busy study life.

Outside the window was the blue sky and white clouds before the storm, with jet planes leaving straight lines.

It was soon time to go home from school.

The sun gradually set, dyeing the teaching building yellow and red. Not far away, the sound of a tram running over the tracks could be heard.

The school under the setting sun had a lazy beauty of the end of a bustling time. Naoko Kobayashi silently packed her schoolbag and walked onto the glowing corridor bathed in the glow of dusk. Her white school uniform jacket was stained slightly red, and her shadow was dragged out very long.

"Xiao Lin, let's go to the activity room together." Matsueda Luming called behind him.

"Ah, I'll wait a moment..." Naoko Kobayashi turned around and said with an innocent smile, "Isn't your brother-in-law coming to rehearse with you? I'll wait for him at the school gate, otherwise he won't know how to get to the activity room."

"Is that so? Then go ahead." Songzhi Luming didn't think much about it.

"Hehe~"

Turning her back, Naoko Kobayashi revealed an evil smile on her face.

Hokkaido is remote, but it is not isolated from the world, and it does have the Internet.

During the long, cold winter every year, when she had nothing to do but stay in bed and play with her phone, she read countless serious and non-serious love books, as well as various comics and anime... Although she had never even touched a boy's hand, she confidently believed that she was definitely a love genius.

Just imagine that at this moment, Matsueda-kun is running over here breathlessly...

The sweat on his face sparkled in the setting sun, and his mind kept flashing back to the past with her... On the other side, as the designated heroine, he had already arrived at the school gate, with an expectant expression on his rosy little face as he looked into the distance.

He ran into the school gate panting and she welcomed him with open arms.

Finally, the two hugged and kissed.

That scene is absolutely amazing!

Even otome comics are not this good!
With a spring heart beating in her heart, the girl ran all the way to the school gate and raised her rosy little face.

The next second, her face turned dark.

On both sides of the road leading to the school gate are beautiful golden apricot trees.

Ginkgo leaves fell in the soft sunset, covering the road surface, and beautiful chrysanthemums bloomed in the flower beds.

On the golden Sunset Avenue, Song Zhiqingxian walked slowly, and the sunset glowed his outline with a layer of gold.

Mei is beautiful, but he did not come alone.

Standing beside him, talking and laughing with him, was his... Songzhi Qingxue!
She was wearing a long-sleeved striped shirt and a waist-cinching skirt.

The bottom of her shirt was tucked into her skirt, revealing her slender waist.

She was tall, with a plump chest and long legs, and her figure was so perfect that she looked like a model who had just walked out of a high-end fashion show.

The afterglow of sunset fills the campus.

The shouts from the playground came from afar, full of youthful passion.

Kiyoaki Matsueda looked around and felt that the school was very big.

The facilities are so rich that it is a bit exaggerated. There are as many as six tennis courts surrounded by barbed wire.

Many of the buildings look ancient, with ivy covering them and many pigeons resting on the eaves.

"Did I really go to high school in this school?" Kiyokatsu Matsueda couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, you and I are classmates." Matsueda Kiyoyuki said beside him.

"Isn't this an aristocratic school? My family probably doesn't have the money to pay the tuition..." Kiyokatsu Matsueda said in confusion.

"You really don't remember anything." Matsueda Kiyoyuki smiled helplessly and said to him, "The Tokugawa family has an education fund. The tuition fees of all descendants of the Tokugawa family are paid by the foundation. Rinko's family is so rich that they can use the foundation's money to go to school..."

"Rinko?"

"Tokugawa Rinko. You probably don't remember it either."

"really."

"Let me think about it. You and her kindergarten should have both started from Tokugawa private school..." Matsueda Kiyoyuki pondered.

"Not impressed."

Kiyoaki Matsueda disagreed. He had never heard of Tokugawa Rinko...or seemed to have heard of her.

The second daughter of the Tokugawa family was interested in the film rights to his two novels, but she had only heard of him and had never seen him.

"Rinko is also our high school classmate. She and I were the best in that class. Although we seem to be evenly matched on the surface, considering that she has the support of the Tokugawa family and my family has long been in decline, I am actually better..."

After entering the school gate, Matsueda Kiyoyuki, like a little girl, proudly told Matsueda Kiyoaki about her glorious deeds in high school.

Kiyoaki Matsueda enjoys this kind of self-boasting.

In his opinion, a woman who is too modest is just as unattractive as an arrogant woman.

Songzhi Qingxue's self-boasting is high-spirited yet just the right amount of dignified, overflowing with an innocent yet pleasing femininity.

"Can I really win against such an opponent..." Naoko Kobayashi murmured to herself.

Seeing her standing charmingly beside the young man, the girl was not jealous at all, but just remained silent.

In the late autumn sunset, she saw the whiteness and weakness of her arms and felt a little despair.

But she quickly adjusted her mood.

That little face still had a childish look, as pure and fair as if it had just been washed by rain.

"The Higashi-Maizuru Wind Orchestra won its first national championship under my leadership. Let me tell you, I was the conductor of the orchestra back then..."

"Huh?" Kiyoaki Matsueda was stunned.

In front of Sunset Boulevard, there was a girl with anemia, and her indifference attracted his attention.

She stood on the side of the road, looking towards the school gate with an extremely bored and tired gaze, the same gaze she had when she looked at the rain outside at Yotsuya Station that day.

"What's wrong?" Songzhi Qingxue stopped showing off.

"I saw an acquaintance." Kiyoaki Matsueda smiled and walked forward.

The girl has snow-white skin and stands quietly on the roadside with her head down, giving people a quiet and elegant feeling.

"Are you waiting for someone?" Kiyaki Matsueda walked up and asked.

She slowly raised her head, her long hair swaying gently behind her head, and the orange setting sun just happened to shine on her face.

Her facial features are delicate and small, her eyes are pure, and she is as gentle and soft as a water plant.

The feeling of first love...

Such thoughts popped up in Kiyoaki Matsueda's mind.

The beautiful lip shape and delicate and soft skin are all natural beauty... Such purity and cuteness, isn’t that the characteristic of first love face?

The young body wrapped in the neat school uniform is like a bud about to bloom.

Her eyes are the most beautiful.

A bright eye that is a little lacking in vitality and without any distracting thoughts, if it only adds a little coquettishness or a touch of melancholy, it will exude an enchanting and alluring temperament... Thinking of this, Matsueda Kiyoaki quickly shook his head.

Don’t do evil, she’s only fifteen years old!
"I heard from Xiaolu that you were coming, so I waited for you at the school gate..." Naoko Kobayashi said softly.

Her voice is sweet and pleasant. It feels like I can eat three bowls of rice just by listening to her speak.

"Thank you very much." Kiyoaki Matsueda smiled and clasped his hands together.

Naoko Kobayashi turned her eyes to the side, glanced at Kiyoyuki Matsueda, and said, "Come with me. After rehearsal, I have to go to Yotsuya Station to play the violin. I can't waste too much time..."

The girl carried her schoolbag and walked along the school road towards the club building.

Following her and looking at her slender back, when he thought of her pure temperament and her figure playing the violin at Yotsuya Station, Kiyoaki Matsueda was generous again: She is such a pure and innocent girl, maybe even her toes are clean - but in fact, her head is full of yellow garbage.

(End of this chapter)