Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

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"Ok?"

Ginjo snorted slightly in confusion.

"It's just... I'm too open... I should be more reserved..."

Listening to Ginjo's description, Shiraishi Lisa also vaguely realized that she must have done something yesterday that was inconsistent with her usual image.

"This kind of thing should be devoted to it with all your heart. It's a good thing to let go. If you still have to be reserved at that time, it will be too boring."

Yincheng has always believed that things in the bedroom should be separated from daily life.

The student council president, who is usually cold and arrogant, also has a screaming and demanding side.

This kind of contrast makes people more excited, isn't it?

"What Sosuke said seems to make sense..."

Shiraishi Lisa also began to slowly accept Ginjo's theory. At least from his words, she could tell that he didn't hate the way he looked.

After she finished speaking, she quietly poked her little head out.

What caught her eyes was still the gentle smiling face of Ginjo.

He didn't complain or get impatient at all, he just waited calmly for himself to come out.

This made her feel much better all of a sudden, and it also made her realize that she didn't have to be afraid of exposing any side of herself in front of Ginjo.

No matter what, he will always be tolerant and caring towards himself.

"Sosuke..."

Seeing Ginjo open his arms to her, Shiraishi Lisa immediately threw the blanket aside and threw herself into his arms.

The skin fits tightly against the skin, and the two soft marshmallows can feel Yincheng's heartbeat at close range.

Ginjo activated the skill silently in his mind, and his magic hand began his dream-seeking journey again.

This time, the room was completely bright.

He could carefully observe every subtle change in Lisa Shiraishi.

Slightly furrowed eyebrows, flushed cheeks, tender lips, trembling neck...

Every part of her body seemed to be emitting some kind of signal to Ginjo.

Her half-open cherry lips seemed to be shouting something silently.

Hurry up, Sosuke.

I can't bear it any longer.

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"Well, I seem to have been sleeping on Sousuke the entire night. Doesn't that feel heavy?"

"Although the air conditioner is on, it won't be too hot since we're so close together, right?"

After morning exercise, Shiraishi Lisa lay on Ginjo's chest. She remembered that she was in the same position when she woke up, so she asked a little embarrassedly.

"How could that be? Lisa is so sweet and soft. It feels so comfortable to hold her while sleeping."

Of course, sleeping in the same bed with an angel would not be a problem for Ginjo. It would simply be like being in heaven.

"Is...is that so?"

With a slight blush on her cheeks, Lisa Shiraishi said this in a shy voice.

"Of course, I would be happy even if Lisa just lay here all the time."

Ginjo said as he casually played with the strands of her hair that were scattered around him.

"Because it's Sosuke..."

"Well, what is Lisa talking about?"

"I want to say that because it was Sousuke, I felt so at ease that I ended up sleeping on his chest like a little kid all night."

While speaking, Lisa Shiraishi subconsciously used her fingers to gently touch and draw on Ginjō's body.

"Oh, by the way, speaking of which, we had a rare opportunity to spend the morning together, but we didn't say the most important thing!"

It was unclear whether Lisa Shiraishi knew what Ginjō was thinking. She suddenly sat up and turned to Ginjō again.

"Good morning, Sousuke!"

With a smile as brilliant as the summer sun, Lisa Shiraishi said the best "Good morning" that Ginjō had ever heard in his life.

"Haha, good morning, Lisa!"

Ginjō replied with his most hearty smile, as if to congratulate the morning he greeted with the girl he loved.

Although the air conditioner was on in the room, perhaps because both of them were sweating from the exercise just now, Shiraishi Lisa's presence was stronger than expected, which caused Ginjō's nasal cavity to react.

The sweetness is enough to make one feel like their brain is melting, and it doesn't feel like just the aftertaste left over from the human body.

It looks just like a delicious peach or strawberry. Just sitting on the bed gives you the illusion of having accidentally entered a paradise.

Gululu...

An inopportune noise suddenly came from Yincheng's belly, and the originally warm and sweet atmosphere seemed to be broken in an instant.

Although overspeed recovery can solve the problems of physical recovery and cruising ability, if you want to deal with the hunger after intense exercise, you still have to rely on real food.

"Are you hungry, Sosuke? I'll go prepare breakfast now~"

Shiraishi Lisa gently kissed Ginjo's lips, then turned over and got out of bed with light steps, and then there was the sound of the curtains being drawn open.

"I am a little hungry. It may be because it is past the usual breakfast time."

Yincheng glanced at the screen of his mobile phone. Last night's partying made them sleep almost until noon.

"Yeah, I'll get it done as soon as possible, Sosuke, get up and wash up first~"

Lisa Shiraishi picked up her pajamas from the floor and put them on, then turned and left the bedroom.

"The rain seems to have lessened a bit."

Yincheng also got out of bed and walked to the window, looking at the falling rain outside and muttering to himself.

After stretching a bit, Ginjo got dressed, opened the door, walked out of the room, and headed towards the bathroom.

Lisa Shiraishi had thoughtfully prepared a new toothbrush for him. After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he went to the kitchen.

"Wow, that looks appetizing."

Ginjo's eyes began to light up as he looked at the breakfast made by Lisa Shiraishi.

"There was some leftover from yesterday's dinner, so I used that, but it was just some simple stuff."

She was wearing an apron and spoke to Yincheng like a little wife.

"This alone is great, anyway, go wash up first, and then we can eat together."

"Hmm, wait for me a moment~"

After saying this, Lisa Shiraishi ran to the bathroom with a happy look on her face.

Today's breakfast is still Japanese food, after all, all the ingredients in her home are prepared for this.

The blue plate for fish contained grilled salmon, and in the corner of the plate there was a small mountain of grated radish and two pickled plums.

There were a few slices of seasoned seaweed on a plate next to it, and a large bowl of fruit salad.

Although it looks simple, the beautiful colors and fresh taste can't help but whet your appetite.

Lisa Shiraishi stood up holding two empty bowls.

While heating up the miso soup, she scooped the warm rice into the bowl.

Then, he turned off the switch before the soup boiled, poured out the miso soup, repeated the process for Ginjō as well, and returned to his seat.

"Then I'll start."

The two of them put their hands together, said this sentence in unison, and began to enjoy the delicious food on the table.

Ginjo poured soy sauce on the grated radish, picked up a handful and put it on the salmon, then used chopsticks to separate a small piece of salmon and grated radish and put it into his mouth.

With one bite, the sweetness of the fish and the spiciness of the radish blend in your mouth and spread on your tongue.

The fish combined in this way is really delicious, and the grated radish makes the taste even more refreshing. I feel like I can finish it even with a few bowls of rice.

Ginjō thought, “Simple Japanese food is good too,” and reached for the miso soup.

The main ingredient of the miso soup this morning seemed to be nameko. He savored the smooth texture of the nameko coated with miso, letting the ingredient mixed with the soup flow into his stomach little by little.

It seems that Lisa Shiraishi has learned the essence of Japanese cuisine from her mother. This is the first time that Ginjo has tasted such miso soup.

He glanced at Shiraishi Lisa inadvertently and found that she had stopped eating at some point and was looking at him blankly.

"What's wrong Lisa, aren't you hungry?"

Ginjo asked her.

"No... I just think it's nice to have breakfast with Ginjō..."

She said this with a faint smile.

Having said that, although they had eaten out many times, it seemed like this was their first time having breakfast together.

Lisa Shiraishi picked up the sandwich from the plate and ate it slowly, as if she was not lying.

"Usually, having breakfast with my parents always feels a bit serious, but it's completely different when I'm with Sousuke."

As she said this, she couldn't help but turn her gaze to a room at the end of the living room.

"Is that your parents' bedroom?"

Ginjo followed her gaze and asked.

"Yes."