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

Chapter 36: The more it hurts, the better it feels?

The rising white mist formed a sticky layer of water vapor on the glass windows.

In the bathroom at the end of the second floor, there was the sound of splashing water, a man's teasing voice, and a woman's anxious heartbeat.

Ryukawa Tetsu's house is very interesting.

It looks like a crudely built mud house in Longchuan, but the decorations inside, the shadows of the trees, and even the fine granite on the bathtub all have a bit of southern French style.

"Isn't the madam a little too shy?"

Ryukawa Toru leaned on the edge of the round bathtub with his arms propped up. The sound of the hot water running made him feel lazy. He looked at Mrs. Takeda who was standing beside him, and his tone was a little chuckled.

After losing the bet, he had to help him take a bath. Mrs. Takeda was holding the boy's clean clothes, with her body turned away and a somewhat awkward look on her face.

"No...nothing."

Takako Takeda's eyes wandered left and right, sometimes looking at the condensed water vapor above her head, and sometimes looking at the splashing water at the edge of the bathtub.

She seldom fixed her gaze on one place, and from time to time she would see muscle lines appear in the turbid bath water, and the water drops would slowly fall along the other's brow bone.

She only took one look and didn't dare to look a second time.

"Your daughter is already that old, but you still act like an innocent little girl. You don't think you're cute, do you?"

Ryukawa Toru sneered. From his perspective, Mrs. Takeda was wearing a beige knitted sweater and loose wide-leg pants.

Her enchanting figure was hidden by her, leaving only her face which was slightly moist and her earlobes were so red that they seemed to be bleeding.

"Who's pretending!"

Takako Takeda walked over with her teeth clenched and her mouth pounding.

"I've seen everything. Hurry up, Xiaoqian and I have to go shopping for gifts later."

Yesterday was the Winter Solstice, and tomorrow is Christmas Eve.

Japan attaches great importance to this foreign festival.

Mrs. Takeda would exchange with her daughter every year, but Toru Ryukawa had never participated.

Mrs. Takeda held her head high and looked sideways downward, her haughty demeanor exactly like her daughter's.

"Then you should do it."

"Do it? What do you mean?"

"Don't you need to scrub your back when you take a shower?"

Ryukawa Toru blinked and looked at Mrs. Takeda, then found that the blood on Mrs. Takeda's earlobe quickly spread to her snow-white neck and cheeks.

"Are you a chameleon? Yes you are."

In the blink of an eye, the other person turned into a red-hot iron block. Ryuukawa Tetsu even felt that he could draw a humming hot air above the other person's head in the anime.

"You're the chameleon, why would I do something like that?"

Takeda Takako spat at the other person, and she knew that the so-called bathing was not that simple.

"Serve the master in the shower. You don't think I'm just watching you by his side, do you?"

Longchuan Che lay on the edge of the bathtub and nodded at the other person.

"Hurry up, I can rub it for you if you don't want to."

"You think beautiful!"

How could a person be so shameless? Mrs. Takeda looked around for a while but still gritted her teeth and picked up the bath towel beside her.

My daughter will wake up soon, and it will be troublesome if Longchuan Che continues to pester me.

Mrs. Takeda said this to herself, then wrapped the bath towel around her hands and began to rub them.

The friction between their skin made a rustling sound. Her strength was not strong, and it seemed like she was just doing it perfunctorily, but Longchuan Che still breathed a sigh of relief and rested his face on his arm.

The pool water pouring down from above his head made Longchuan Tetsu's hair lie soft there. He rested his face on the edge of the bathtub, a bit like a napping black cat.

"Looks innocent, but has a lot of bad intentions."

Mrs. Takeda muttered to herself and shook Ryukawa Toru, who was feeling a little sleepy.

"Longchuan Tetsu, why did that editor treat you so well?"

The woman's voice was delicate and she looked at Longchuan Che with some curiosity.

Ryukawa Toru is a blank slate writer. It's ok that he didn't strive for a prestigious newcomer award to make his debut, but Ono Taro gave him almost the top treatment as a writer.

Being able to publish a work in "Shincho" is itself a kind of traffic. In Takeda Takako's opinion, even if the other party does not pay for the manuscript, Ryukawa Toru is lucky. He did not expect that he would be given a considerable treatment after one night.

"Maybe I'm too strong."

The hot water licked the skin bit by bit, creating a warm feeling like that of the summer sun. Longchuan Tetsu answered the other party without any sincerity.

Mrs. Takeda curled her lips. The other party's indifferent attitude made her hope that Ono Taro had made a mistake.

Wait until everyone dislikes the work released by the other party, and then strike him hard!
Mrs. Takeda snorted coldly and rubbed hard. After Ryukawa Toru hissed softly, she rubbed even harder.

Wouldn't this make the little bastard rub off a layer of skin?

Mrs. Takeda was rubbing with some excitement.

When she threw herself into the great business of scrubbing baths and felt that it was a form of revenge.

slowly.

slowly.

She felt like something was wrong.

More and more bubbles reduce the resistance on your hands.

The touch of the skin becomes a little slippery.

After she saw Longchuan Te's skin turn red little by little, and then glanced down for some unknown reason,
"Long! Chuan! Che!

You, you are a pervert!"

Takako Takeda was furious and slapped the other person on the back.

She didn't know whether she should continue the revenge exercise of scrubbing her body.

If I continue, I'm afraid the other person will feel good.

If she didn't continue, her feet would become numb and she wouldn't be able to stand up for a while.

"Me? How am I perverted?"

Longchuan Che was a little impatient being disturbed by the other party, he looked up at the other party.

I don't know if it was the heat or the sweat.

A strand of Takeda Takako's hair touched her soft face.

Her face was a little flushed, with a hint of moisture in her eyes. She looked a little helpless holding the bath towel, her whole body completely stiff there.

I had been looking at him levelly just now and didn't notice that the other person's expression was so interesting.

Ryukawa Toru looked down and raised an eyebrow at Mrs. Takeda.

"Instead of calling me a pervert, why not look at yourself?"

Takako Takeda was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and looked in the direction of Ryukawa Toru's finger.

She had been in a half-squatting position just now.

Push until it feels sour and soft.

She rubbed more and more vigorously and didn't notice the shaking pool at all, splashing water layer by layer.

The water splashed on the hem of her clothes and drops fell on her wide-leg pants.

The woman's originally hidden figure was gradually revealed by the wet clothes.

You can see the round thighs and the black lace faintly visible under the white sweater.

It was as if there were two rabbits hidden in the lace, and when she exerted force, they would sway gently between the black and white.

Longchuan Che had been lying down, watching her jumping around freely.

It turns out that Long Chuan Che is not a pervert who enjoys it the more pain he feels.

Takeda Takako slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

If Ryuukawa Tetsu was a masochist who enjoyed fighting more and more, then with his face as thick as a city wall, he would be simply invincible.

"You saw it but didn't remind me,

You are not a good person either."

The clothes were sticky and uncomfortable on her body, so Takeda Takako stood up, sneered, and prepared to go out to change her clothes.

Drops of water dripped onto the ground, and Longchuan Che was just about to say that he hadn't finished washing yet.

He saw his wife getting ready to go out like a little rabbit.

He jumped into the bathtub.

(End of this chapter)