Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

As expected, when it comes to cooking, my wife can’t stop talking.

"I see. No wonder it tastes so good."

Ginjo Sousuke nodded in praise.

"Sister Tomoko, please teach me this dish later."

Chiaki Hoshino also seemed interested.

"No problem, Qianqiu, all of you eat more. If you like it, I will cook for you often in the future."

"And you can also try this miso soup with tofu skin. It's also a specially improved version."

Matsumoto Tomoko felt happy from the bottom of her heart when she saw their satisfied expressions.

"Wow, it's delicious."

After finishing everything in a flash, Chie Hoshino took a sip of the miso soup at hand and took a breath.

It seems like I have finally switched to off-get off work mode.

"I'm almost dying of exhaustion today. It turns out that only Sister Tomoko's cooking can revive me."

She patted her round belly and said contentedly.

"By the way, Chie, we were just worried that you came back too late. Did you meet any strange people on the way?"

The wife thought of her previous worries and asked her.

"Strange person? What does that mean, Sister Tomoko?"

Chie Hoshino was a little confused.

"Tomoko-sister, I heard that some unfamiliar faces seemed to have appeared on the streets nearby these days, so that's why we were so worried about you just now."

Chiaki Hoshino explained to her.

"Hmm? There is such a thing? But don't worry, they are lucky not to be encountered by me, otherwise they would be beaten to a pulp by me, haha."

Chie Hoshino seemed unconcerned and said with a confident smile.

"You'd better be careful. Even if you've practiced karate, you're still a girl after all."

Matsumoto Tomoko frowned slightly and spoke to her as if reminding her daughter.

"Okay, I understand Sister Tomoko, I will pay attention."

Chie Hoshino looked at her wife's serious expression, nodded and agreed.

The table of delicious food was quickly swept away by a few people. After a simple cleanup, Ginjo and the Hoshino sisters collapsed on the sofa because they were too full.

Tomoko Matsumoto returned to the kitchen and brought out a pot of black tea just like yesterday.

"Take a break and drink some tea. It can soothe your nerves. You guys must be tired today."

The lady said gently.

"Thank you, Sister Tomoko. However, no matter how tired we are, we won't be like some people who fall asleep while talking."

Chie Hoshino raised her thin eyebrows and looked at Sousuke Ginjo.

"Hey, hey, how come you can use this as an excuse? I've been attending the county meeting these past few days, and it's very exhausting."

Ginjo said helplessly, but it was precisely because he fell asleep unexpectedly yesterday that he was able to feel his wife's lap pillow and the scenery inside her T-shirt. It can be considered a kind of luck anyway.

"How's Sosuke's team doing?"

Hoshino Chiaki asked softly.

"Well, everything went well. Now we are in the semi-finals. Next weekend will be the final two games."

Ginjo said excitedly.

"That's great, congratulations, Sousuke."

Compared to her sister, Chiaki Hoshino is much gentler.

"You're pretty good, Sosuke. It looks like all your muscle training was not in vain."

Chie Hoshino stretched out a finger and poked Ginjō's chest hard. The firm touch made her neck tremble subconsciously.

"I'm just a part-time coach. I don't have to play in person. Fitness is just a hobby. It has nothing to do with the team."

Ginjo raised his hand and flicked her fingers away.

"Stingy, it's okay to touch him a few more times, but seriously, when are you going to be our model? Don't waste your great body."

Chie Hoshino curled her lips, looking as if she was still unsatisfied.

"Let's talk about it when I'm satisfied with your sculpture skills. I don't want you to make me into a weird work."

Yincheng had admired her masterpieces before, but he had always been skeptical about her creative train of thought.

"What? Their sculptures are genuine works of art. Qianqiu, please speak for me."

Chie Hoshino winked at her sister.

"Don't force Sosuke, sister. Besides, you are majoring in modern sculpture, so you don't really need a human model, right?"

Chiaki Hoshino accidentally exposed her trick.

"Hey, you silly sister, of course I am thinking about you, but you are too embarrassed to ask, so I have to do it instead."

"Sister...I didn't..."

Chiaki Hoshino quickly tugged at her sleeve, and her face suddenly turned pink.

"Humph, I think you are using Qianqiu as a shield, but you just want to see it yourself."

Ginjo said to her teasingly.

"Well, so what? Everyone loves beauty. Even if I look at it, I am just appreciating it with an artistic eye."

Chie Hoshino stubbornly insisted on her statement.

The atmosphere in the room became more and more lively, while the sky outside the window was getting darker.

The trees in the yard were cast with mottled shadows by the bright moonlight. The night breeze blew gently, and the leaves made rustling sounds from time to time.

Clusters of flowers and plants in the corner are blooming in the night, and their fragrance diffuses in the somewhat stuffy air, bringing peace and tranquility.

"It's getting late, let's get ready to go back, sister. We have classes tomorrow."

Chiaki Hoshino glanced at the clock on the wall and said.

"Yeah, I've been working all day and now my whole body aches. I'm going to take a good shower when I get home."

Chie Hoshino stood up from the sofa, raised her hands above her head, and stretched her body vigorously. The soft pudding also bounced up and down with her movements.

"Let's go back together, Sosuke? Be careful or you might fall asleep here again."

She looked at Ginjo who was still lazily leaning there, and prepared to pull him up as well.

"Um, Chie Chiaki, why don't you guys go first, I have something I want Sosuke-kun to stay and help with."

Tomoko Matsumoto stood up hastily.

"Eh? Tomoko-sama, is there anything you need? Then I'll stay and help you."

Chie Hoshino took a few steps and walked up to her wife.

"Ah... that's fine... Chie... the sewer in the room is a little clogged, and I'd like to ask Sosuke-kun to help clear it."

"Boys are better at this kind of thing..."

A barely perceptible blush gradually rose on Matsumoto Tomoko's face.

"Well, I didn't expect you to be so capable, Sosuke. I heard from Sister Tomoko that you also helped to clear the weeds in the yard."

"It seems like having a boy in the apartment is really a good thing."

Chie Hoshino stared at Ginjō with her round eyes and began to look him up and down again. Who knows what she was thinking about in her little head.

"That's because Sister Tomoko has always taken good care of me, so it's only natural for me to do this. If it were you, I might not even be willing to do it even if you begged me."

Ginjo Sousuke slowly stood up and sneered at her.

"Ah, why is that? That won't work. If there's a problem with the pipes in our room, you'll also be responsible. You're the only boy after all. This is called mutual help and love."

Chie Hoshino playfully pulled his sleeve.

"Then it depends on your performance in the future."

Ginjo raised his eyes and said meaningfully.

"Sister Tomoko, you've worked hard tonight. We'll go back first and you should get some rest early."

After seeing the two sisters off and listening to their footsteps gradually fading away as they went upstairs, Matsumoto Tomoko leaned against the door with Ginjo's tall figure looming over her from above.

He bent one arm slightly and supported the top of the door panel, keeping his wife firmly within his range.

Tomoko Matsumoto could feel his breath on her face, causing waves of tingling.

"Sister Tomoko, you just said that some pipe needs to be unblocked?"

Chapter 177 The Wife's Request Must Be Satisfied

Finally, they were the only two left in the room.

Tomoko Matsumoto was trapped at the entrance, with the door behind her and Ginjo Sosuke's strong arm on her left.

Her heartbeat quickened, her cheeks flushed, her breathing became rapid, and the wife was unable to move for a moment.

In this small, enclosed space, she felt completely exposed to Ginjo's burning gaze.

Ginjo's eyes were full of hints, his lips were slightly parted, and the breath he exhaled made her feel dizzy and intoxicated.

Trapped in a desperate situation, Tomoko Matsumoto could only raise her head timidly.

In front of her was Ginjo Sosuke with a sly smile on his face. Seeing him like this, the wife pouted her lips slightly.

"Really...really...didn't Sosuke-kun say in the morning that you would celebrate with me in the evening..."

Matsumoto Tomoko said in a coquettish voice.

"It's just getting dark now, isn't it? Sister Tomoko, you can't wait any longer?"