Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"Hmph, I won't tell you. Anyway, you've already entered my radar, so be careful, hehe."

Chie Hoshino gave a wicked smile, and I wonder what she was thinking about.

The two men entered the house. Matsumoto Tomoko and Hoshino Chiaki were still busy in the kitchen, but when they heard Ginjo's voice, they always came out to take a look.

"You're back, Sousuke-kun."

The lady was wearing a pink apron and her face was slightly red due to the temperature.

"Welcome back, Sousuke."

Chiaki Hoshino's voice is always so shy, just like a newlywed wife welcoming her husband home from get off work.

"I'm back, Sister Tomoko, Chiaki."

Ginjo greeted them with a big smile on his face.

"Sousuke won the county championship today."

Chie Hoshino took the lead in reporting the good news for him, then raised Ginjō's arm high, announcing his victory like a referee in a boxing ring.

"Really? That's great, Sousuke-kun, why didn't you tell me earlier? I could have prepared a celebration party for you."

Matsumoto Tomoko wiped her hands on her apron, and her charming peach blossom eyes revealed a hint of doting on Ginjo.

"Don't bother with that, Sister Tomoko."

Ginjo looked her up and down, from her snow-white calves to the tiny beads of sweat on her forehead.

Nothing can compare to having you come in person to celebrate for me, my lady.

Yincheng couldn't help but think in his mind.

"Congratulations, Sousuke."

The corners of Hoshino Chiaki's mouth raised in a gentle arc.

It was obvious that she was happy for Ginjo from the bottom of her heart, but the way she expressed it was much more subtle than her sister's.

"Thank you, Chiaki."

Ginjo nodded slightly at her.

Although I don't have much time alone with Chiaki Hoshino, she always makes me feel so natural, like a quietly flowing river, leisurely and comfortable.

"Yeah, dinner will be ready soon. How else can we celebrate?"

Tomoko Matsumoto frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

"By the way, there's some leftover mikan wine in the fridge!"

The wife suddenly had the answer and turned and walked towards the kitchen.

"Sister Tomoko, Sosuke is not yet of drinking age."

Chiaki Hoshino gently pulled his wife.

"Oh, I was so happy for Sousuke-kun that I forgot about this."

Tomoko Matsumoto slapped her forehead and smiled awkwardly.

"It's okay, Sister Tomoko, let's drink for him. We're both over 20 anyway."

"Poor sophomore brother, just wait behind your sister, haha."

Chie Hoshino looked at Ginjō with ill intent and smiled.

'Let me stand behind you?'

"When the time comes, I'm afraid that what you'll call me won't just be "brother". "

Ginjo Sousuke thought to himself.

"Don't worry about me, Tomoko-san. I'll just drink soda water."

Ginjo said to his wife.

Tomoko Matsumoto and Chiaki Hoshino returned to the kitchen to do the finishing work, while Ginjo and Chie Hoshino helped to set the table in advance.

Soon the small dining table was filled with a variety of delicious food.

The main course was mapo tofu, and there was teriyaki chicken, fried shrimp tempura, tomato, cabbage and tuna salad, stir-fried lotus root and carrot shreds, and onion miso soup.

The bright colors and fragrant aroma immediately whetted the appetites of the people sitting around the table.

"I'm gonna start now!"

Everyone put their hands together and prepared to enjoy the meal.

"Wait a minute, let's celebrate for Sousuke-kun first."

Matsumoto Tomoko interrupted them slightly.

"Well, let's raise our glasses together."

Chie Hoshino had already poured a small glass of mikan wine for each of the three people except Ginjō.

Then everyone raised their cups and clinked them together.

"Cheers to Sousuke's championship!"

"cheers!"

The crisp sound of glass colliding is particularly pleasant today.

Yincheng drank the soda water in the cup in one gulp. The impact of the carbonic acid went straight to his brain, and he felt a refreshing feeling all over his body.

After a simple celebration, everyone finally started waving their chopsticks.

"Mmm...Today's mapo tofu is delicious."

I don’t know if it was because it was too spicy or too hot, but Chie Hoshino’s mouth was half open and she kept breathing out air.

"Well, it's a little spicy, but it's really delicious."

Perhaps it was the small glass of wine just now that made a faint pink appear on Chiaki Hoshino's face.

Ginjo Sosuke also picked up a piece of tofu and put it into his mouth.

Well, it’s really good and tastes very authentic.

The five elements of numbness, spiciness, fragrance, color and hotness in one make this dish a perfect dish for banquets.

Now if there are a few 36D girls dancing around with fans in their hands, that would undoubtedly be the highest level of enjoyment.

It had only been about three months since Ginjo and his wife had gone to the mall to eat Chinese food, but her attainments had already reached a very high level.

When it comes to cooking, Tomoko Matsumoto can truly be called a genius.

Chie Hoshino became more and more excited as she ate, putting spoonful of the smooth tofu into her mouth.

After eating for a while, she slowly raised her upper body, then slightly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue towards Ginjo.

"My tongue feels numb. Sousuke, can you check if it's red?"

Chie Hoshino deftly moved her tongue up and down, left and right to make it easier for Ginjo to examine her.

Is her tongue so flexible?

If you don't eat tofu...

It looks like it must be a big deal...

For a moment, Ginjo Sousuke entered the world of fantasy again.

"Hmm? What happened?"

Chie Hoshino opened her mouth and asked again vaguely.

"It's a little red, but that's normal. You ate so much at once."

Ginjo answered her perfunctorily, then reached out and gently lifted her chin to help her close her mouth.

Always opening your mouth like this to face yourself can easily make people have wild thoughts...

"Hmm...Sousuke, don't you feel numb? Stick out your tongue and let me check it."

Chie Hoshino leaned forward and moved closer to Ginjō's lips.

"Sister, it's alright."

When the distance was getting very close, Chiaki Hoshino's voice called her.

"Haha, don't be so nervous, Chiaki. I really just want to see if his tongue has become like mine."

Chie Hoshino sat back, grinning with her teeth showing, a naughty smile like a mischievous child on her face, and explained to her sister who was frowning slightly.

Maybe she pulled her body back too quickly, and a soft wave immediately attracted Ginjo's attention.

It was as if the two qualities of innocence and charm were housed in one person at the same time. Ginjo suddenly felt that she had a contradictory charm.

"It seems that the injury on your back has almost healed. You are so energetic today."

Ginjo slowly raised his head and turned his gaze away from the grand goal.

"Of course. My ability to recover is extremely strong."

As Chie Hoshino spoke, she quickly stuffed a few mouthfuls of rice into her mouth.

It seems that just as my wife said, eating more can help wounds heal.

After the feast, several people cleaned up the table and sat on the sofa to rest.

When the wall clock pointed to nine o'clock, Chiaki Hoshino pulled her sister and prepared to leave.

"You guys go back first. Sister Tomoko seems to have some problems with her pipes. I'll help her check it out."

Ginjo raised his eyebrows and glanced at Matsumoto Tomoko.

"Well, it seems that this problem is a bit tricky and cannot be solved in one or two times."

The wife immediately understood, stood up and continued what he was saying.

"Hey, you really are helpful, Sosuke."

Chie Hoshino stretched lazily and followed her sister towards the door.

"If there are any problems with our pipelines in the future, we will come to you."