Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 22: Lesson of Takeda Akane (Part )

Miss Takeda was in a bad mood early this morning.

It has nothing to do with the fact that the dog licked someone else a few days ago.

Because I received news a few days ago that the teacher would come to visit my home,

Akane Takeda has always maintained the image of a rich girl in school.

When she walked past the door in her white stockings, she didn't dare make any big movements, for fear that mud would get on her feet.

I have excellent academic performance and solid dance skills.

She, who has always been a campus goddess, was discovered living in a poor mountain village. If people knew about this, wouldn't her halo of superiority be shattered?
I was already in a bad mood, and when I went downstairs, I saw the little girl next door who often rolled in the mud trying to touch my things.

Takeda Akane, who was wearing a gymnastics outfit, suddenly looked cold.

"what are you doing?"

The girl stood on the steps, looking up and glancing at the two people next to the kotatsu with her peripheral vision.

The harsh words made Watanabe Aoi stand there, and the little girl looked at him timidly.

Akane Takeda does morning exercises every morning.

She was wearing a blue and white gymnastics suit at this time.

The plump breasts support the white clothes, and the young and slender body is wrapped in tight clothes.

The girl has long legs and a pure and lovely face, but her body lines are graceful, and her gymnastics suit shows off her perky little butt and graceful figure.

She stood on the stairs as if looking at a thief. Watanabe Aoi pursed her lips, screamed and ran out.

Long Chuan Che, who was about to speak, was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned dark.

I just told the other party that this was my territory, and then the other party was beaten away by Takeda Akane.

Ryukawa Toru looked unhappy as he held a half-made brush, while Takeda Akane walked down from upstairs as if she didn't notice anything.

"How many times have I told you not to let her in?"

Takeda Akane picked up Ryukawa Toru's clothes with disgust and dusted them over the place where the little girl had just sat.

That look and expression seemed like some virus had invaded here.

Longchuan Che put down the half-made purple-hair brush in his hand.

He writes with both a fountain pen and a brush.

The pen holder is made of Xiangfei bamboo brought by Mrs. Watanabe next door, and the brush tip is made of wild rabbit hair that I caught in a cage in the mountains.

He had planned to spend the day leisurely making brushes, but Takeda Akane seemed to make him unhappy.

"Are you up late today?"

Ryukawa Toru did not show any anger. Takeda Akane was not like Mrs. Takeda who was easy to bully. She was smart in playing with boys' feelings and she had never revealed any flaws or weaknesses in their daily interactions.

"none of your business."

Takeda Akane sneered, feeling no guilt for not giving Ryukawa Toru face and driving his friend away. She walked slowly to the sofa and put her feet on the back of the sofa.

The blue and white gymnastics suit was washed very clean. Takeda Akane rubbed the exposed skin feeling a little cold.

"Hey, go put some more wood in the fireplace."

Miss Takeda pointed to the fireplace beside the dining table, her tone sounding quite bossy.

Ryukawa Toru slowly went over to add two more pieces of firewood, and when he came back Takeda Akane was already stretching her legs.

Miss Takeda studied ballet.

She has a great figure.

Unlike her mother, who has a voluptuous beauty, she is rather youthful and energetic.

She now crossed her legs there and bent over slightly.

The tight clothes made her raised buttocks particularly obvious, and the girl's smooth skin could be seen through the thin white stockings.

The sunlight shone through the glass on her body, casting a beautiful glow. The high-grade silk made her body glow.

The water light was like grease, evenly showing the girl's most charming charm on her tight training clothes.

When Longchuan Che was considering whether to teach the other party a lesson.

"Hey, don't just stand there."

Takeda Akane frowned and looked at Ryuukawa Toru who was standing aside.

"Come here, help me bend down."

"Me?" Longchuan Che made the same expression as in the emoji and pointed at a person's face.

"Yes, you fool."

Takeda Akane curled her lips.

Winter is here and even she is feeling a little lazy.

She went to private school every day when everyone was having fun. Although her grades did not fall behind, she became a little slack in dancing.

I just tried to bend down, and it was much more difficult than before.

Looking at the girl putting her legs on the sofa, forming a large obtuse angle of 120 degrees, Longchuan Che nodded.

"Hey, you're coming here like this?"

Looking at Ryukawa Toru's silly look of "I'm here to help you", Takeda Akane frowned.

"Aren't you bending down?"

"Who allowed your dirty hands to touch me!"

Bending back is one of the basic dance skills.

Lean your body backward, with your hands and feet simultaneously touching the ground to form an inverted U shape.

Longchuan Che had seen the other party do this several times.

That flexibility, that posture.
All I can say is that there is a reason why so many people are chasing after Takeda Akane.

"Go wash your hands and put on gloves." Takeda Akane's expression was full of disgust.

When she bends down, she asks the boy to hold her lower back, and she will not allow Longchuan Che to touch her sensitive parts directly.

Hearing the other party's words, Ryukawa Toru narrowed his eyes, glanced across his trouser legs, and then took the gloves handed to him by Takeda Akane.

The gloves were the ones he usually wore for cycling.

Seeing that the other party was honest, Takeda Akane nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad, not bad. When I become rich in the future, I can reserve a place for you in my 40-square-meter dog pen."

Takeda Akane smiled with a malicious look. She expected to see anger on the boy's face, but unfortunately there was none.

Pursing her lips, Takeda Akane pinched the other person's wrist and put her hand on her waist.

"If you dare to move, I will kill you."

Takeda Akane warned, then leaned back.

The girl's waist is as light as a butterfly.

This is the first feeling when you put your hand on it.

It feels soft and unreal. If Mrs. Takeda looks plump, her calves feel firm to the touch.

The girl's figure was as soft as marshmallow.

Her long-term dance practice has made her very flexible, and she can easily perform all kinds of exaggerated poses.

Longchuan Che held the other person's waist as if holding a layer of clouds.

After thinking for a while, Longchuan Che said:
"Don't forget the bet we made last time."

Ryuukawa Toru has a bet with a girl about whether she can become a writer.

If a boy loses, he has to give all his money to the other party, and if a girl loses,
"Let me practice calligraphy with you? Even among all my bootlickers, you are the most useless one."

The girl's voice came from below Longchuan Toru.

The leaning back posture made her voice buzzing, as if she was holding something in her mouth, and the humming sound was not very clear.

"Xiao Qian will definitely not agree to anything more outrageous." Longchuan Che looked at the brush he was half-making, then looked at the girl's snow-white figure, and said with a smile.

Ryukawa Toru smiled easily, and Takeda Akane, who was supported by the waist by the other party, raised her eyebrows.

"If you lose, you are my puppy, you have to call me Lord"

While Takeda Akane was speaking, Ryukawa Toru looked up and down at the girl's graceful figure.

The white tights look like silk ice cream, and the straight calves have a sense of strength.

A pair of nephrites stood upright, and the sight rose to the top of the U shape.
"Xiao Qian!"

Ryukawa Toru suddenly interrupted Takeda Akane's chattering with some seriousness.

The boy hasn't forgotten the bad habit of this woman who treated people like dogs, and the fact that she didn't give Longchuan Che face just now.

"What...what happened?"

Takeda Akane was stunned. It was the first time she heard someone speak to her so seriously.

"Don't move!" Long Chuan Che frowned and bit off the glove on his right hand.

The boy's hands were white and slender. Takeda Akane watched him slowly move his hands towards her lower abdomen.

The girl's curved body looks like a white moon-shaped arch bridge.

The blue and white gymnastics suit has a youthful beauty.

After telling the other party not to move, Longchuan Che moved his fingers a few times.

Takeda Akane felt like a little bug was crawling into her stomach.

She felt a little embarrassed hanging upside down, and she yelled at Longchuan Che:

"What are you doing? Do you want to die?"

The first thing she did when she opened her mouth was to make a scolding sound, but her waist was now supported by the boy, so she could do nothing but make some annoyed sounds.

So she could only start from the ribs and move down little by little.

The trail of the little bug was like a splash of water flowing downwards, sliding down from the high Mount Fuji and moving little by little into the lake.

Takeda Akane is different from the easy-to-bully Mrs. Takeda. When a boy does something strange, she keeps shouting, "Wait for me to get up and kill you."

She is obviously a beautiful JK, but she has an unusually violent temper.

"take it easy."

Ryukawa Toru smiled and glanced over the girl's flat belly.

Have you ever seen ballet gymnastics uniforms?
It's the kind with a small sling on the top and a triangular piece on the bottom.

Elegant, simple and beautiful.

That's what Takeda Akane wears.

The gymnastics suit is pure blue, and she wears a pair of white tights underneath.

Longchuan Che always felt that without the white tights, the gymnastics suit would be no different from a swimsuit.

It also only covers the key parts, and there is no need to add any burden inside.

Burden? Yes.

Miss Takeda didn't wear any burden.

Ballet emphasizes lightness and grace, and the gymnastics uniforms also have built-in bra pads.

Ryuukawa Toru can understand why Takeda Akane doesn't wear a bra.

But
Look at the edge where the blue and white meet.

The ball was tightly bound and wrinkled.

Long Chuan Che took a look and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Xiao Qian, don't move. The thread is coming out."

The serious voice of the boy made Takeda Akane stunned for a moment, and then she found that the place where the other party was staring at made the girl's cheeks start to get red.

"Wait, wait, that's not thread!"

Takeda Akane understood what the other party was trying to do. She swayed left and right in panic, and Ms. Rabbit jumped in front of her unrestrainedly.

"Oh? It's not thread? What is it?"

Ryukawa Toru smiled wickedly, like a villain in a movie.

Moving along the girl's belly little by little, he didn't feel any protrusions or obstructions.

As long as you wear an extra layer of clothing inside, the other party's surface will not be so smooth.

Long Chuan Che looked towards the direction of the finish line, where a black fluffy thread was hanging mischievously in the air.

Akane Takeda gritted her teeth and felt shame for the first time.

She was so proud that she had no way of explaining what that was. She just regretted that she didn't dare to let Longchuan Che to help her bend down.

"Anyway, it's not like that. Just forget about it and help me up!"

Miss Takeda shouted very loudly, trying to attract her mother with the sound and make Ryukawa Toru stop.

"It's okay, it's just a piece of cake, Xiao Qian, just bear with it, no, just wait."

After Longchuan Che finished speaking, he raised his waist a little with his left hand and stared at the bent thread end carefully.

It’s so tenacious that it managed to get through two layers of cloth.

Ryukawa Toru gave a thumbs up to the black thread. He had to go for this thread today. Takeda Akane was a delicate and arrogant person. It was rare to catch her with any evidence. There was no way Ryukawa Toru would let her go.

"No, no, no, Longchuan Tetsu! Don't! Brother, brother, good brother"

As Takeda Akane saw Ryukawa Toru's hand getting closer and closer, her tone became more and more panicked, and finally she called out "Brother" in a pitiful voice.

The name that he hadn't heard for many years made Longchuan Che stunned. He turned his head and looked at the girl hanging upside down there.

She tied her youthful ponytail behind her head, and her clean and pretty face from childhood became more charming.

Longchuan Che patted his head, released his hands on his waist, lowered his body and looked at the other person.

"What did you call me?"

At the beginning, the relationship between the two was not so bad.

We grew up together, read books together at the kotatsu table, but I don’t know when the other person started to hate me more and more.

"Call you." A smile appeared on Takeda Akane's face. She turned around and straddled the other person's body and took Ryukawa Toru under her.

"Call you puppy, bastard!"

Takeda Akane pinched Ryukawa Toru's neck from above, and sat her two little buttocks on Ryukawa Toru's stomach. Her face was no longer the cute and adorable image from before, but was filled with the pleasure of revenge.

Failed.

Being ridden by Takeda Akane, Ryukawa Toru groaned.

I was soft-hearted for a moment and the situation turned into a Wu Song fighting the tiger situation. The girl just now tenderly called me brother, Long Chuan Che, and I seemed to be back to my childhood.

More than ten years ago, just after her mother passed away, a beautiful woman brought her daughter to this small mountain village.

Ryuukawa Tetsu was sitting in the spring courtyard holding a piccolo, and a little girl was holding a doll and saying:

"Brother? You like to hear this, you are really perverted."

Takeda Akane sat on the boy, and a strange sense of conquest inexplicably emerged in her heart.

The sun shone on the boy's handsome face. He was wearing black clothes and black pants. Over the years, not only did Takeda Akane become more and more beautiful, but Ryukawa Toru also became more and more handsome.

Takeda Akane called him a jerk and pinched the boy's face with two fingers.

"Tell me, Master Takeda, I was wrong."

Ryukawa Toru's face was stretched into a strange shape. He straightened his body. Takeda Akane knelt on his stomach with her legs apart, and he could not move.

The offense and defense are changing, the situation is stronger than the person, but Longchuan Che is not panicked at all.

He looked at the triumphant girl with a smile, and gently exerted force on the thread with his hand.

"hiss"

The triumphant Lord Takeda groaned in pain and fell forward onto Ryukawa Toru's chest.

The girl put her elbows on the boy's chest, raised her charming face and said softly:

"Brother, good brother, let me go."

Hiss, this guy.

Long Chuan Che took a breath of cold air.

She thinks quickly and will fight back. When she knows that someone has the upper hand, she immediately puts on a delicate and artificial face.

Takeda Akane is both smart and scary, Ryukawa Toru narrowed his eyes.

"Little sister?"

Ryukawa Toru raised his eyebrows, which made Takeda Akane's eyes light up as she bit her lower lip and made a pitiful gesture.

"Brother Toru."

Takeda Akane screamed very sweetly, as if she would always be like this as long as Ryukawa Toru let go.

Sweet smile, like the lilies in the mountains.

"Next time, clean up the lint before you go out."

Ryukawa Toru showed a pure smile, and before Takeda Akane had time to panic, loud cries were heard from Ryukawa Toru's house on the morning of the winter solstice.

When Mrs. Takeda, confused, ran out of the kitchen.

What I saw was a somewhat strange scene.

Her daughter knelt on the floor in pain, holding her belly.

Long Chuan Che was lying there leisurely, holding a black, curved thread in his hand.

The boy smiled with great pride, and what he was pinching between his fingers seemed to be his own trophy.

(End of this chapter)