Tokyo: My debt collection methods are a bit off.

Every day after school, the first thing Hoshino Jun does when he gets home is to help his aunt with the laundry before he starts cooking and waiting for her. He's long been used to this kind of life.

Before this year, sometimes the aunt would cook for him after getting off work early and wait for him, but after the beginning of this year, the aunt often worked overtime.

They usually come back very late.

The reason is still because of Hoshino Jun.

Supporting a student to study full-time is a huge expense.

The aunt wouldn't let Hoshino Jun take on a part-time job, even though she herself was just a manager at the supermarket.

In her position, her salary after taxes is 30 yen, which is not too low; it is 8 yen higher than that of Mrs. Takayanagi next door.

The problem is that the cost of living in Tokyo is just too high. With 30 yen to support two people, you can barely survive.

Rent and utilities already take up most of my income, plus the occasional craving for a nice meal or a new outfit.

Basically, I live paycheck to paycheck, and sometimes I'm even in debt.

So, in order to allow Hoshino Jun to study well, her aunt worked extremely hard, always leaving early and returning late.

It was precisely because she saw how miserable her aunt was that Hoshino Jun wanted to become rich immediately.

After tidying up the house, just as I was about to turn on the TV to relax, Jun Hoshino suddenly received a message on LINE from her aunt.

"Come pick me up."

"I'll be downstairs soon."

Ok?

Why do I need someone to pick me up just to go upstairs?

"Could something have happened?"

This suspicion is quite possible, after all, the aunt is very beautiful, and Japanese perverts are well-known in various anime and games.

It can be said that perverts are an indispensable element of island nations.

Hoshino Jun hurriedly put on her shoes and ran downstairs.

It's 9 p.m. now, and it's completely dark. I waited under the streetlights for about three to five minutes before a taxi stopped by the roadside.

Through the car window, Hoshino Jun saw a beautiful figure open the back door and sway as she got out of the car.

The woman was 162 cm tall, or about 167 cm tall with heels. She was carrying a small black bag and wearing a black business suit skirt. Her long, black hair was tied back.

Her legs were shapely and long, accentuated by black stockings, exuding the sexy charm of a modern urban woman at all times.

She is Jun Hoshino's aunt, Mei Asahi.

I am 28 years old, unmarried, and have no dating experience.

Because she has a child in her family, no one dares to get close to her, even though she's beautiful.

Some people advised Asu Mei to let Hoshino Jun fend for herself, but in the end, everyone who said that never had any contact with Asu Mei again.

"Jun-chan, I'm over here!"

Mei's gait was unsteady, so Jun Hoshino quickly put his arm around her shoulder and immediately smelled a strong odor of alcohol.

"You've been drinking?" Hoshino Jun's tone was slightly displeased.

"I only drank a little bit." Asuka Mei held up one finger, blinked her big, watery eyes, and looked innocently at Hoshino Jun.

They're this drunk, and they still call it "just a little bit"?

They don't even tell the truth.

Jun Hoshino was completely speechless. She helped Mei Asu upstairs.

Seeing that Hoshino Jun had been frowning and silent for a long time, Asahi Mei poked his chest and mumbled, "Are you angry?"

"I won't drink next time. Today is a department dinner, and as the manager, I can't not have a drink."

Mei Asuka had a history of coming home drunk before, but after learning that Jun Hoshino disliked her smelling of alcohol, she never did it again.

It seems that today's situation must be special.

"There's a limit to drinking. What would you do if someone got you drunk today?"

"Of course I'll call you and ask you to pick me up."

Mei looked up and burped, the smell of alcohol hitting Jun Hoshino's nose and mouth.

Seeing his disgusted expression, Mei Asahi smiled, her pretty face flushed from the alcohol, looking absolutely stunning under the dim streetlights.

Hoshino Jun paused for a moment, then rolled her eyes at her: "I'm not going."

"Hey, Jun-chan, how can you bear to leave your auntie alone in the tavern?"

Jun Hoshino nodded.

Mei pouted and said aggrievedly, "You bad Jun-chan, you don't care about me at all."

After saying that, Mei raised her hand and patted Jun Hoshino a few times, without holding back at all, and the pats were quite loud.

She seemed dissatisfied with Hoshino Jun's earlier statement, and as Hoshino Jun walked with his arm around her the whole way, she hit him the whole way.

Hoshino Jun couldn't help but ask in her mind, "System, why didn't you trigger the collection task even though Auntie hit me so many times?"

Because she meant you no harm.

Does it require malicious intent to trigger this?

【Yes】

The clicking of high heels woke up the motion-activated lights in the fourth-floor hallway.

Hoshino Jun's right hand slid down from Asu Mei's shoulder and rested on her waist, the touch soft to the touch.

He took the key out of his pocket with his left hand, inserted it into the crack in the door, and turned the doorknob to open it.

"Whew, finally home! *burp*"

Mei hiccuped again, embarrassed, and covered her mouth before turning around and plopping down on the steps at the entrance.

The dizzying fruit swayed with the movement.

Hoshino Jun was speechless; this woman had absolutely no inhibitions in front of him.

"You should at least pay attention to your appearance, otherwise how will you ever get married?"

"I don't want to get married. Men are so annoying."

Good grief, so you're taking on feminism now, huh?

However, it felt pretty good.

Hoshino Jun pouted: "When you say that, can you at least consider that there's a man in front of you?"

"(ˉ▽￣~)Cut~~"

Mei raised her long, black-stockinged leg and gently kicked Jun Hoshino with the tip of her high heel, grumbling, "Auntie's out of energy, help Auntie take off her shoes."

You're trying to boss people around before even answering the question, aren't you?

Sigh, I must have owed you something in my past life.

Hoshino Jun leaned closer, carefully lifted the aunt's small feet, and gently took off her high heels.

The pink of her soles was faintly visible through the semi-transparent black stockings, and her dainty toes were as crystal clear and round as pearls, making one want to hold them in one's hands and play with them.

Damn it, it's just a pair of feet.

It's true that young people are often impetuous, and their bodies are always so out of their control.

"Ahem, you're all dressed now, Auntie, you should go to your room and rest."

After quickly pulling off Mei Asahi's high heels and arranging them neatly, Jun Hoshino coughed twice and went into the room first.

He might be casual with other women, but this was the aunt who had raised Hoshino Jun for several years, and he didn't want to lose face in front of her.

"Hmph, little brat."

"What kind of man are you?"

Mei glanced at Hoshino Jun's door, her eyes alluring, and with a graceful twist of her peach-like figure, she took off her clothes and threw them all over the floor.

(Please watch it as soon as possible, otherwise it may be censored.)

Chapter 6 Mei's Attitude

early morning.

Before the morning mist had dissipated, the red sun rose atop the eastern mountain.

The boy pushed open the window, and his fairly sturdy body was met with a sudden burst of cold air.

If you look up from downstairs, you can see a clear six-pack.

The living room was filled with clothes as usual. I picked them up one by one and put them in the basket next to the washing machine.

The underwear I took off this time was white.

Tsk.

Hoshino Jun murmured, "What a fickle woman. Can't she just like black?"

He prefers black to white; with the same outfit, black makes him look more sophisticated and mature than white.

Stockings and underwear are packaged separately.

Although many people love stockings, they are still a type of sock, so try not to pile them together with underwear, and definitely don't wash them together.

Washing clothes is a task done at night. In the morning, I first hang up the clothes that I washed last night, then go into the kitchen, boil water, and fry eggs.

Before serving the noodles, Jun Hoshino went to Mei Asu's bedroom door and knocked.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Auntie, it's time to get up and have breakfast."

As expected, nobody paid any attention.

Pushing open the door, a delicate and gentle floral fragrance wafted into my nostrils. The room was dimly lit, the curtains were drawn, and a bunch of pale yellow carnations were arranged in a vase on the bedside table.