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

Chapter 329: Just arrived, who is the best now?
"Harassment? No."

Someone was making a noise there, and Longchuan Che turned over and pushed the other person onto the bed.

Uneven breathing and the sound of mucus tearing apart on the skin.

My wife is neither smart nor stupid.

Longchuan Che was worried that if the general manager ran a little longer, he would be exposed.

Over there, Ryukawa Toru's breathing gradually calmed down, and Mrs. Takeda slowly stirred the noodles to eat.

The sticky sauce and slippery noodles make a slurping sound.

"My sister is a very controlling person and she's very serious about her work. If you go with her, you won't have any choice about what to eat tonight."

The wife was eating while biting the noodles gently, and a slight struggle sound came from Longchuan Che's side.

It was like someone was about to open their mouth to speak, but their mouth was covered with their hand.

She used chopsticks to chop the noodles in the bowl, making a noise, and then started talking.

"When will you come back? Will you be able to burn incense at the Buddhist shrine in Kyoto?"

Whether it is Takeda Maki or Takeda Takako, it seems that neither of them has the possibility of having a complete future with Ryukawa Toru.

The reason for his wife was because of their previous relationship, and the reason for Takeda Maki was because he had no plans to get married.

"Go ahead, why not?"

Longchuan Che covered the woman's mouth and chuckled.

Even if there is no future, it is still a bit of a ritual.

Perhaps in the other person's mind, lighting incense sticks means meeting their parents.

He is included in the Takeda family's poetry collection, so his wife can be at ease as her little lover.

When Ryukawa Toru said "Go ahead, why not", Takeda Maki was staring at him viciously.

The moonlight shines through the gaps in the curtains onto his face, and that look and expression seems to be saying.

'How come I don't know about this?'

"Tie yourself up."

Takeda Shinki deliberately called to tease his wife, and Ryukawa Toru couldn't pretend not to see it.

This nasty boss actually wanted to bully his own sister over the phone.

Longchuan Che pulled the icing ribbon next to him and handed it to the other party.

The ribbon was slightly cool, and through the moonlight one could see that it was pink.

This lovely gift ribbon made Takeda Shinki not know what the other party wanted to do with it, and the other party covered her mouth with his hand.

The woman winked at Longchuan Che.

Physical connection builds spiritual connection.

Seeing the other party blinked in confusion.

Here and here.

Longchuan Che didn't say anything, but just touched the other person's ankle.

The feet are white and the ankles are slender.

At this moment, it was suspended in the air without any support.

'You're dreaming!'

Takeda Shinki's eyes widened.

If you tie a ribbon around your ankles and wrap it around the beams above your head
"Really?"

The wife had no idea what was happening over there.

The chopping with the chopsticks in her hand, which had been used to vent her anger, slowly stopped, and her face looked a little excited because of Longchuan Che's words.

If you go to the Takeda family, you can't go back to the Kujo family.

This is what my wife and Longchuan Che had agreed on before.

"Um"

Longchuan Che slowly opened his mouth, pinched the little feet on his waist, and wrapped them twice with a ribbon.

"I'm not going back. Even if I go back, I won't stay for long."

Longchuan Tetsu's words made his wife's face darken.

"What do you mean by going back? You won't stay long."

The other party's words seemed like a trick to delay time and fool people.

"I just won't stay for long. I just want to see what they have to hide."

Whether it's from the eldest lady's mouth or from Takeda Maki's mouth.

That noble family is full of weirdos.

Why did Kujo Xizi leave, and why did the eldest lady say that the old man always wanted her to go back?

The answer that only old people know is like a strange puzzle that entangles Ryuukawa Tetsu.

"what sound?"

Mrs. Takeda wanted to call him a bastard to vent her anger, but she heard a woman's voice saying, "Be quiet!"
Gentle, sad, and a little lingering.

The wife frowned. "It's okay."

The tapping sound was not from Long Che doing something naughty; it was from him standing up and wrapping the ribbon around the beam.

With a gentle pull of the ribbon, you can see the pink stamens in the distant mountains.

So the shameful voice of the executive master was heard.

"How is the Tanizaki Junichiro Award going recently?"

There will be no result if we continue talking about the Kujo family, Ryuukawa Toru said as if to change the subject.

His wife told him a few days ago that someone had invited him to attend a literary event organized by Junichiro Tanizaki.

But he was rejected by Ryukawa Toru.

The submission of papers for domestic literary awards has ended, and the next step is the selection process.

Literary writer and publishing editor.

There is a long selection of thirteen works later.

“It’s quite different than I imagined.”

The wife didn't know that her sister was tied to the bed, so she walked to the door to chat with the other person.

The streets were somewhat quiet and desolate at night. The lady looked at the morning star in the sky and hesitated for a moment.

"what happened?"

The lady over there suddenly fell silent, and Longchuan Che was teasing the general manager.

The woman lost her strength due to fatigue, but when the cool silk ribbon was pulled, the woman would sway like a rag doll.

The ribbons on the ankles were wrapped around the beams, and those on the ankles were wrapped around the headboard.

With a little force, the woman will stretch out. At this time, Takeda Shinki is looking at herself with some shame.

“‘The Dancing Girl of Izu’ may not win the award.”

The wife was shaking her head. She actually had something important to discuss with Longchuan Che tonight.

"why?"

Ryukawa Toru stood by the window and raised his eyebrows. Because of the four ribbons in her hands, Takeda Shinki, who had just done something evil, slowly turned her face away.

My strength has been drained away and my body seems to have been hollowed out.

Longchuan Che had no intention of letting her go. She regretted having deliberately called her sister to tease her just now.

"Are you asking for help? Forget it."

The woman glanced at the boy by the window, blushed and sighed.

She doesn't like lying down because her legs often feel weak.

现在
Now the executive looked at the red silk on the beams and knew that the puppet would not lose its strength.

It's a bit like a toy that has been arranged in a neat position, Takeda Maki said while listening to the person on the other end of the phone.

"The monk Hongping wrote a book called The Makioka Snow, and now everyone is praising that book."

The so-called praise probably means liking and praising. Longchuan Che raised his eyebrows.

"The Fine Snow?"

The title of this book inexplicably reminded Ryukawa Toru of "Snow Country". In Japanese culture, white snowflakes often represent fleeting beauty.

"I don't understand either. Anyway, many people say that the work that won the first Tanizaki Junichiro Award was probably his."

My wife sighed a little, thinking that it was not a good thing that "The Dancing Girl of Izu" might not be selected.

Ryukawa Toru is not the only one who can write classical literature well, and this topic will soon be made clear.

"fine."

Compared to his wife, Ryuukawa Tetsu didn't seem to care too much.

There is uncertainty in winning a literary award. Compared to the Tanizaki Junichiro Award, he is more curious about what the other party has written.

“I have written it.”

The executive was tied aside, and Longchuan Che was talking to his wife there.

I thought something was going to happen and then I turned to work.

"Snatched."

When Ryukawa Toru was holding her in his arms and sleeping, Takeda Maki was staring at the ceiling in a daze.

She thought there would be a sequel.

As a result, the other party fell asleep directly after being left alone for one night.

Longchuan Che went to sleep after chatting with his sister about work all night.

She didn't know if this could be considered an alternative form of NTR.

“I hate working.”

Takeda Shinki looked at the ceiling with a strange expression on her face. She didn't know that her sister in Tokyo also had a gloomy expression after hanging up the phone.

Weird voices, unexpected phone calls.

My wife also feels flattered.

(End of this chapter)