Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

Mochizuki Haruka was both shy and conflicted, not knowing how to choose.

"Well, Xiaoyao, why don't we just call it a day and consider it a draw."

Seeing her embarrassed and somewhat helpless, Yincheng also softened his heart a little.

Since she's going to be pushed down soon anyway, there's no need to keep teasing her.

"No, wouldn't that make me look like a loser? I won't let Sousuke look down on me."

But when this sentence reached Mochizuki Haruka, it had the completely opposite effect.

"Ah, I thought of it!"

The solution seemed to suddenly occur to her.

Mochizuki Haruka ignored Ginjo's suggestion and simply put her hand into her T-shirt.

"Ok?"

Ginjo was confused for a moment.

"Sousuke, it will only take a moment. Don't look here yet."

Mochizuki Haruka turned Ginjō's body around.

Then, the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other reached his ears.

"Okay, now you can."

After getting her permission, Ginjo looked back and saw a smug face.

At first glance, she looked no different than before, but to Ginjo, her changes were so obvious.

The fruit, which usually has an overwhelming presence and makes the T-shirt look charmingly curved, has been lowered by about 3 centimeters than before, and its size also seems to have increased slightly.

It felt like being freed from some kind of restraint.

The significance of this fact is that -

"Xiaoyao, could it be that you are..."

"Yes, I still have this secret weapon."

The two round pieces of cloth were rolled up in her hands. She held her head high and spoke to Ginjo with a proud look on her face.

"Hehe, this way, there's absolutely no difference in appearance. Wow, I'm really smart."

"What a shame, Sousuke, it's too early for you to even think about defeating me!"

Ginjo Sousuke was amused by her innocent look.

Wouldn't you be able to see the difference?

Don't underestimate the eyesight of an experienced driver.

But then again, Ginjo didn't have any such unnecessary worries, so he didn't think of this trick.

Looking at the self-satisfied Mochizuki Haruka, to be honest, Ginjo didn't care about this kind of petty trick at all.

It's like having an extra side quest and an extra reward.

Although Mochizuki Haruka tried hard to roll them into a ball, a few ribbon-like things were still vaguely visible.

Ginjo Sousuke's neck trembled and he couldn't help swallowing.

The look and feel of T-shirts has completely changed. I always feel that this seems to be more attractive than nothing...

The charm of clothing is sometimes really amazing.

"Come on, let's play the next round. I won't lose this time!"

Mochizuki Haruka giggled and pulled Ginjō to sit down. The amplitude of this shaking was far beyond what it was just now.

Ginjo Sousuke sat next to her, thinking to himself.

Should we say that she lacked vigilance or was too slow?

She seemed to have no idea of ​​how attractive she was to men...

Chapter 201 Game Punishment

"Come on, Sousuke, don't just stand there."

Mochizuki Haruka quickly forgot about her recent predicament and only thought about fighting the next battle.

After the seventh battle started, Mochizuki Haruka seemed to have adapted to Ginjo Sosuke's shirtless state and her mind returned to the game.

However, Yincheng's gaze was always involuntarily drawn to the side.

Mochizuki Haruka's attention was focused on the screen. Every time she pressed the continuous button, the screen would shake with the slight movement.

It seems to have transcended low-level topics such as desire and even makes people feel sacred.

It has already surpassed the realm that one would want to touch, and even makes one want to clasp one's hands in worship.

Ginjo seemed to have felt the truth of the universe that could not be described by the above words, in terms of reverence, respect and admiration for life.

So great.

As a source of life, this place is so great.

While Ginjo was daydreaming, the character controlled by Mochizuki Haruka had begun to approach him unknowingly.

"Phew...that was close..."

At the last moment, Yincheng avoided the fatal blow.

"Ah, almost!"

Mochizuki Haruka let out a cry of regret.

Ginjo sat up straight, adjusted his posture, and prepared to launch a desperate counterattack.

The character he controlled flipped and moved around the screen, always able to avoid damage and then strike back.

Mochizuki Yao watched as her health bar was only left but she was unable to move forward any further.

Just as she was becoming more and more impatient, Ginjo seized her opportunity and ended the match with a gorgeous ultimate move.

KO

Looking at the two huge letters flashing on the screen, Wangyue Yao’s round eyes widened.

This time, she lost completely.

"Okay, Xiaoyao, please take off one more piece of clothing."

The corners of Ginjo's mouth curled up slightly. This time he wanted to see what tricks Mochizuki Haruka could play.

"Ah... that... Sosuke..."

Mochizuki Haruka, who had just been feeling proud of herself for coming up with an idea, was now completely dumbfounded.

In her heart, she regretted why she did not accept Yincheng's suggestion of shaking hands and making peace.

"I can't take it off anymore. I give up."

Mochizuki Haruka said this as he exhaled deeply from his lungs.

"Hmm? There are still several pieces that can be taken off, right?"

Ginjo said, moving a little closer to her.

"Ah, well, anyway, I lost. I was too complacent just now. I shouldn't have laughed at Sousuke's gaming skills..."

Wang Yueyao lowered his head and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Please spare me, please, Sousuke?"

She raised her hands gently in a gesture of surrender.

But even such a small movement caused Qdan to shake continuously.

"Isn't it a bit late to beg for mercy now?"

Ginjo seemed to have finally shown his claws and smiled even more happily.

"Eh? It's not possible, Sosuke? Then what should I do..."

Mochizuki Haruka put her hands on her cheeks and twisted her body shyly.

Her elbows were against her chest, and even through her T-shirt, one could see the shape of her elbows changing as she moved.

"It's okay if you don't want to take it off, as long as you..."

Ginjo had already cornered her into the sofa, then leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"Really, Sosuke..."

Mochizuki Haruka seemed to have anticipated her fate, smiled coquettishly, and quickly gave up resistance...

......

The TV screen was still frozen on the moment when Ginjo Sosuke won.

The game console's handle was thrown casually on the coffee table, and the sofa also looked a little messy.

The lights in the room were dimmed.

"Now that I think about it, could it be that Sosuke had planned this from the beginning?"

Mochizuki Haruka lay on Ginjo's strong chest and spoke softly.

"You found out, Xiaoyao. Unfortunately, it's too late. You've been fooled."

Ginjo tapped her forehead lightly and said with a smile.

"You're so annoying, Sosuke. I thought I had a chance to win."

Mochizuki Haruka hit Ginjo on the body with a coquettish look.

"Ah, that hurts. Xiaoyao's strength is just as strong as the character you used."

"Eh? Really? Then let me blow it for you."

Wangyue Yao hurriedly lay down and blew air at the place where she had just hit.