Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

Wait a moment, the lady spoke.

"Welcome back, my lord."

Ah, my lovely wife, you are a natural genius.

When Ginjo heard these words that seemed like a mission, he immediately straightened up and walked over...

Chapter 152 The Wife Reveals Her Womanly Instincts

The early morning sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains, casting soft light on the original wood floor.

A breeze blew in from the half-open window, bringing a hint of coolness.

The birds in the trees outside the window chirped excitedly, and the birds inside the house also did not stop for a moment.

Ginjo Sosuke strode up behind Matsumoto Tomoko and watched the black and white maid costume shaking violently through the large floor-length mirror.

"Huh...huh..."

"Sosuke-kun, aren't you too anxious? I haven't had time yet..."

Before the lady could finish her words, she was interrupted by a soft hum that she couldn't help but let out.

She didn't continue speaking until the two people's reflections finally disappeared from the mirror.

"Oh, my new clothes are soaked with sweat."

Tomoko Matsumoto looked down at her maid uniform and saw that the deep and wide neckline was soaked.

"It's okay, Sister Tomoko. If you like, I'll buy you a few more sets."

Yincheng felt a little thirsty, so he picked up the cup of water on the bedside table and started drinking.

"That's not what I meant, Sosuke-kun. I just felt like you seemed..."

Every time the lady pursed her red lips and seemed to be hesitant to speak, Yincheng always found it particularly attractive.

"What's wrong with me today? Is there anything different from usual?"

Ginjo asked with a smile.

"It's just... it seems... it's even more intense... it makes me sweat non-stop..."

"That's because Sister Tomoko's call made my blood boil."

Ginjo came closer as he spoke, his slender fingers stirring once again.

"Eh? How could I? Is it because of the words "Welcome back, my master."?"

The wife asked with some curiosity.

"Yes, especially with Sister Tomoko's outfit."

Ginjo said naturally.

It seems that there are many switches hidden in a man's body, some that control vision, some that control smell and touch, and naturally some that control hearing.

Tomoko Matsumoto has a soft voice, seductive words, a perfect figure and charming body fragrance.

All the combinations combined together were like all the mechanisms in Yincheng's body were triggered at the same time.

"Huh? So it's like this? I feel like Sosuke-kun's hobby is a bit weird."

The lady smiled charmingly, stretched out a white and tender finger and pressed it against Ginjo's forehead, as if she was smug about discovering his weakness.

"Then Sister Tomoko, don't you want to think about who did it?"

Ginjo gently held her wrist.

"what?"

"Even if my quirk is really abnormal, it's all Tomoko-san's fault."

“Is… is that so?”

The corners of Matsumoto Tomoko's mouth rose, and she felt a little secretly happy in her heart.

"Well, Sister Tomoko is so tempting that I always have all kinds of fantasies. My body can't help but move when I see your different outfits."

......

"Um, Sister Tomoko, this is a rare opportunity, can I take a photo?"

Ginjo said while lying on the bed, looking at Matsumoto Tomoko who had just come out of the bathroom.

"Taking photos? Wearing this maid outfit?"

The wife was a little surprised.

"Yes, as a souvenir."

Ginjo said as he patted the seat next to him.

"Eh? If someone sees me like that, I won't dare walk on the street anymore!"

Matsumoto Tomoko crawled to Ginjo's side shyly.

"No? But I will only appreciate it by myself and will never show it to others."

Ginjo reached out and pulled her closer.

"It's not that I can't, but it's okay to wear this for Sosuke-kun. I'd be embarrassed if I were to appear in a photo."

The wife snuggled up to Yincheng, her slender white hands gently resting on his chest.

"But it's not enough to watch it for just a moment. I have to go back in two days."

Ginjo spoke softly, feeling her softness close to him.

"Really, there's really nothing we can do about Sosuke-kun."

Since Ginjo thought she was so charming, Matsumoto Tomoko naturally had no reason to refuse his request.

"Eh? Is it really possible? That's great, Tomoko-san."

Ginjo lowered his head and kissed his wife softly on the forehead.

"But I also have a small request."

Matsumoto Tomoko looked up and stared at him.

"Whatever your request is, please tell me, Sister Tomoko."

Yincheng looked very happy.

"I want Sousuke-kun to take a picture with me, too."

The lady said while caressing Ginjo's cheek.

"Hmm? Do I want to take the photo too?"

"Yes, Sosuke-kun wants to keep a souvenir so that he can take it out and appreciate it when he can't see it anymore. Actually, I am the same... I always need something when I am alone at night..."

Tomoko Matsumoto feels that when she is with Ginjo she is in a very relaxed state, and she seems to be able to speak out her true feelings without even realizing it.

Halfway through her words, she seemed to realize something was wrong and quickly added.

"I'm just taking a look at it. I won't use it for anything weird..."

Ginjo couldn't help but laugh at the way his wife was trying to cover up her mistake.

"Okay, okay, I believe Sister Tomoko, then let's take a photo together."

"Yeah, now even if the photos get leaked, you can't escape, Sousuke-kun. Then we'll both be drowned in a sea of ​​shame, haha."

Tomoko Matsumoto's interest was also ignited at once.

So, they decided to take a photo together.

Ginjo Sousuke stretched out his arm with his cell phone in hand, while his wife moved closer to him.

"Sister Tomoko, come closer."

"Okay, I get it, but not close enough?"

"Yeah, that's about it now."

Ginjo looked at the picture on his phone, and then in order to take a selfie, their bodies were almost overlapping.

Ginjo gently touched his wife's waist and pulled her in.

In order to respond to him, Tomoko Matsumoto suppressed her inner shyness and excitement, and stretched out her arms to hug him.

Perhaps because of Ginjō’s bare chest and his wife’s maid outfit, the two people reflected in the phone camera looked much more intimate than in ordinary couple selfies.

Matsumoto Tomoko had never taken a photo with Ginjo before, and now this wonderful feeling made her sigh:

Ah──

What kind of mood is this?

As the two bodies touch each other, the other's body temperature, touch and smell are transmitted.

I feel the other person's presence through my whole body, and an incomparable sense of happiness arises in my heart.

Ah, I didn't know that before.

It turns out that touching each other with the person you like is such a happy and comfortable thing.

I really like it, touching and cuddling with each other like this...

I really like this feeling. Although it may be embarrassing to say such coquettish words when I am over 30, I like it if I like it.

I really want to have more contact, want to touch him more, and want to be touched by him.

I want to have more opportunities to be intimate with Ginjō──

In two days, Ginjo will be back to his room. Although we can still see each other every day, the thought of this...

Everything she felt about him at this moment made Tomoko Matsumoto feel extremely reluctant to leave.

“Then I’m going to take the next picture.”

Just as Yincheng raised his phone to take a picture, his wife suddenly hugged him tightly. Unlike the subtle gesture just now, it was a warm and affectionate hug.

Tomoko Matsumoto wrapped her arms around his back, buried her face in his broad chest, and pressed herself against him as hard as she could.