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

Chapter 259: Two Wives
The lady holding the red rose looks a little angry.

Her little hips swayed as she walked to a small stall and called Longchuan Che to come over to pay.

The two sisters stood in one place, each holding a rose.

Red is bright and white is elegant.

The stall where the two sisters were working was run by a copy painter, and many people asked him to help copy their portraits.

Standing beside the canal, there were stars flowing in the water and flower baskets hanging on the bridge.

Otaru has the feel of a forgotten century-old town, and the night in Otaru is very beautiful.

“I can do this, too.”

Seeing that the two sisters were waiting for others to draw them, Longchuan Che curled his lips with some disdain.

The people painting there were around 20 years old and were probably students majoring in art.

"Can you draw?"

The woman holding the white rose raised her eyebrows in surprise.

At the age of eighteen, he not only knows how to write, but also has other artistic talents.

Takeda Shinki was a little surprised.

"of course."

The first goal was to distinguish the two sisters from their various reactions. Long Chuan Che raised his eyebrows.

"In addition to painting, I can also give speeches."

Where on earth did this guy learn so many weird skills?

The woman sat down by the river holding a white rose, and Longchuan Che went to borrow paper and pen from the art student.

"I'm sure you're my 'wife.'"

The other woman refused to believe that she could sketch, and Longchuan Che thought that this obedient woman must be his wife.

"Don't, don't talk nonsense."

The word "Madam" made people blush and their hearts beat faster. Takeda Shinki didn't know if it was just a bad taste of these two people.

Blown by the evening breeze accompanied by leisurely music, Takeda Maki tied her hair up in a very charming way.

From her perspective, she could see the golden lights pouring out from the rows of shop windows, casting a warm yellow hue on the boy's face.

Inexplicably feeling that the other person was somewhat warm at the moment, Takeda Shinki looked at him with her cheek in her hand.

How do I look like to him now?
Looking at Ryukawa Tetsu holding a pencil, Takeda Maki became a little curious.

"Can't hold it in?"

The works over there are created in a flowing manner and are completed in just a few seconds.

While the lady was thinking with the sketch pad in her hand, Mrs. Red Rose came over.

The woman crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows, imitating her sister.

Since it is a game, of course there are some psychedelic actions.

The madam doesn't want her sister to agree to any excessive requests from the other party.

The other party will definitely put the two of them in the same bed. The wife believes that Longchuan Che is capable of doing such a thing.

Without considering why he didn't refuse himself, his wife was secretly doing bad things.

"You only learned how to sketch in art class, so don't embarrass yourself by showing it to others."

Ms. Red Rose was a little arrogant, and she felt good talking to Ryukawa Tetsu in an elder sister's tone.

You don't have to worry about being taught a lesson, and you can still act bossy.

"My grade in sketching in high school was B+," said Ryukawa Tetsu dissatisfiedly.

"But your school is for raising pigs." Ms. Red Rose pointed out without hesitation.

“Art is universal.”

Longchuan Che ignored the woman who was mocking him, thinking that she was definitely not his lovely wife.

My wife is stupid and only knows how to eat.

How could she mock him so viciously?

Use a pencil to draw each strand of the woman's hair.

Lady White Rose is very beautiful by the river.

The melodious violin sounds seemed to ring for her, and the ancient canal flowed along her side.

Small white flowers should bloom on her shoulders and flower buds should fall at her feet.

Longchuan Che thought so and drew it like this.

So the painting becomes a little strange.

"Is this your work? The Great Painter?"

Lady Red Rose laughed at Longchuan mercilessly. Longchuan Che drew two flowers here and two blades of grass there, but they were all very ugly.

"My paintings are oriental, focusing on freehand brushwork." Longchuan Che pretended not to see the chimpanzee-like face. His B+ level was really not good.

"you…"

Takeda Maki laughed out of anger. Ryukawa Toru just now seemed to have been so confident in his promise as if he could really draw.

"never mind."

Takeda Maki put away the gorilla painting and planned to give it to her sister when she had time.

The two of them have the same face today, so drawing her is the same as drawing her sister.

"How about going shopping for some clothes?"

I returned the drawing board and bought some yakitori on the way.

Ryukawa Tetsu gave a very constructive suggestion.

"clothing store?"

There was sauce on the corner of Ms. Red Rose's mouth, and Longchuan Che wiped it with a tissue.

"He was trying to tell who was who by the way we changed clothes."

After dipping her lips in the yakitori skewer, Takeda Maki also put her mouth close to it.

Anyway, no one can tell who is who now, so no one will care if she acts jealous.

"You are so smart, I think you are the executive master."

He scraped the corner of the woman's mouth with his hand and then licked it off directly with his tongue.

The other party called her a general manager and made such ambiguous gestures, so Takeda Shinki suspected that he did it on purpose.

"In fact, I have already thought of it."

Ms. Red Rose frowned and took a bite of chicken breast.

Walk from the beginning of the canal to the end of the canal.

There is only one clothing store open.

"Swimsuit?"

Longchuan looked at the sign of a store called MOF and winked at the two women.

Although summer is still more than a month away, it seems a little too early to buy this now.

"This is also part of the reward. Excessive requests can include this."

Ms. Red Rose's words were very bold, and Longchuan Che felt more and more that she was the wife.

After all, Takeda Shinki is a woman whose whole body would tense up at the slightest shameful word.

Longchuan Che has tried it and found that it is really very tight.

In mof, Ryukawa Toru felt the same as when Takeda Maki went to the sex toy shop last time.

There were women everywhere, and Ryukawa Toru stood out a little.

“There won’t be a headline about a famous author visiting a lingerie store, will there?”

"How can a paparazzi dare to take pictures of a writer? You are not a celebrity."

Ms. Red Rose's words put Longchuan Che at ease, and he accompanied the two ladies to the swimwear store.

This is the first time I know there are so many types of swimsuits.

One-piece, two-piece, two-piece.

High waist, hem, three piece suit.

There are two things that Longchuan Che cares about.

One set is a two-piece with yellow floral patterns, which is the legendary bikini.

There is a small piece of fabric and laces on the top, and the triangle at the bottom is very small.

“You absolutely cannot buy this.”

Ryuukawa Toru shook his head as he pointed at the swimsuit that was even more sexy than lingerie.

No matter who bought this suit and wore it out, he would feel that he had lost a lot, so he picked up another one that he thought was better.

One-piece swimsuit, swimsuit.

The kind you wear in swimming lessons.

"Good soil."

Ms. White Rose was a little disgusted, but she still took it.

The two women each selected a few styles and asked the clerk to get new ones.

When Longchuan Che thought that when buying a swimsuit, he couldn't watch women change clothes openly.

One of the two wives.

Standing in the locker room with a swimsuit in hand, she hooked her finger at him.

(End of this chapter)