Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"Did Lisa Shiraishi leave something behind? Why did she come back so soon?"

Ginjo Sousuke felt something was strange and walked over to open the door.

He first stretched out his right hand out of habit, paused, and then switched to his left hand.

"It's Sister Tomoko, why are you here?"

Ginjo was also a little confused when he saw that it was Matsumoto Tomoko standing at the door.

"You asked me why I came here. Why didn't you inform me that Sousuke-kun was injured?"

"If I hadn't run into that young lady in the yard just now, I wouldn't know it now."

Although Matsumoto Tomoko complained about Ginjo, she was actually more concerned about him.

"Where are you hurt? Let me see."

The lady put the bag in her hand on the ground and leaned over.

"It's just a broken finger, don't be so nervous, Sister Tomoko."

Ginjo said as he stretched out his right hand.

"Eh? It's not serious even with a fixator installed? Is it a fracture?"

It seemed that Ginjo Sousuke's injuries were more serious than she had imagined.

"It's just a minor fracture. It will heal in about a month. Don't worry, Sister Tomoko."

But no matter what Ginjo said, Matsumoto Tomoko's frown did not relax.

"You are so careless, kid. What should I do?"

"Is club practice so dangerous? How could someone get hurt like this..."

Tomoko Matsumoto gently held Ginjo's injured hand, her eyes full of worry.

"It was just an accident. Everything is fine now. Did Sister Tomoko just come back from shopping?"

Ginjo Sousuke noticed the shopping bag at the door.

"Well, I prepared some ingredients for dinner."

"By the way, the lady just now said that you just came back from the hospital. Did Sousuke-kun not even have lunch?"

Tomoko Matsumoto suddenly discovered this problem.

Indeed, after a morning of training and then going to the hospital for treatment, it was already afternoon before I knew it.

After Mrs. Jing said this, Yincheng's stomach responded immediately and growled twice in cooperation.

"Sister Tomoko really guessed it right. I'm a little hungry now."

Ginjo Sousuke touched his shriveled stomach.

"When will you learn to take care of yourself, kid? Come to my room and I'll get you something to eat."

"Thank you, Sister Tomoko. Sister Tomoko is the best."

Ginjo smiled happily and followed Matsumoto Tomoko down the stairs.

"Now there is only some porridge left over from lunch. I will heat it up for you and you can eat some first."

Tomoko Matsumoto slightly reheated the porridge in the pot, then divided it into bowls and brought it out.

"Eat quickly, Sousuke-kun."

Ginjo Sosuke was just about to start.

"Hey, wait a minute, it might still be a little hot."

Tomoko Matsumoto picked up the bowl before him, scooped up a mouthful of food with a spoon, and then...

Hu~hu~

The wife blew hard several times to cool the porridge.

"Okay, that's enough. Come on, ah~"

Matsumoto Tomoko brought the spoon to Ginjo's mouth.

"Sister Tomoko, I just hurt a finger. I can eat by myself."

After hearing what Ginjo said, Matsumoto Tomoko realized something was wrong.

"Ah, sorry, Sosuke-kun, I used to feed Sachiko like this when she was sick or injured as a child, so I didn't realize it..."

The wife explained softly.

"It's okay, I understand. Sister Tomoko is really good at taking care of people."

Ginjo Sosuke took the spoon from his wife and started eating.

“Wow... so delicious..."

Maybe because he was too hungry, just a simple bowl of white porridge made Yincheng feel very satisfied.

Matsumoto Tomoko just watched Ginjō eating with big mouthfuls, and the boy really looked fine.

"Drink it quickly, and then I will prepare dinner for you in a while."

"What should I eat if my finger is injured? Would stewing some bone soup help?"

Tomoko Matsumoto sat aside, talking to herself, thinking about the dinner menu.

There is probably no such thing as like cures like in Japan, otherwise given Ginjo Sosuke's current condition, maybe he should eat tiger skin chicken feet?

A big bowl of porridge soon went into Yincheng's stomach. Having temporarily solved his hunger problem, he sat lazily on the soft sofa.

"Sister Tomoko, now that this finger has been fixed with the fixator, it's as thick as two fingers. Isn't it very convenient?"

"What are you talking about, Sosuke-kun? How can you be convenient with an injured finger?"

Matsumoto Tomoko also sat down next to Ginjō.

"Of course, now one finger can replace the work of two fingers."

Ginjo Sousuke stretched out his injured finger and gestured back and forth twice.

"Sou...Soujie-kun, you are really something. It's already this late, and you're still thinking about..."

Matsumoto Tomoko understood what he meant, and a blush crept up on her fair face.

"It seems that you are not seriously injured enough. You still have the mood to make jokes now."

Ginjo Sosuke looked at his wife beside him and couldn't help but laugh...

Chapter 51 The Medicine That Heals Me

"Sou...Sousuke-kun...Forget it, forget it. I can't argue with you."

The lady's slender fingers gently placed on her tender and tender lips.

Ginjo smiled wickedly, then suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, Sister Tomoko, I remember learning in biology class that the secretion of dopamine can relieve pain."

"So if my injured finger hurts again, Sister Tomoko can heal me."

Matsumoto Tomoko didn't react for a moment, but just asked curiously.

"Eh? What can I do to help Sosuke heal?"

"Of course, we should do some exercise together to secrete dopamine. Sister Tomoko is a perfect exercise partner."

After Ginjo Sosuke said this, Matsumoto Tomoko finally understood what he meant.

"Sousuke-kun...you are talking nonsense again..."

The blush on Matsumoto Tomoko's face spread widely, and her slightly shy look made her look even more charming.

"Of course it's not nonsense, it's science."

Ginjo Sousuke said righteously.

"Sister Tomoko, do you want to verify it? After all, practice makes perfect."

"My fingers are really hurting again."

Ginjo Sosuke slowly approached Matsumoto Tomoko.

"Sousuke-kun...is it really okay for you to do this...won't it make your injuries worse..."

The boy moved closer and closer, his heavy and powerful breathing gently wandering by his ear.

Tomoko Matsumoto felt her whole body softened and her voice became softer.

"Of course you can, except that it will affect your grip... I'll have to put up with Sister Tomoko for now..."

Ginjo looked at his wife's plump upper body. Under the tight short-sleeved shirt, the full and round bulge seemed to be about to break free.

"Sousuke-kun... you really are..."

Matsumoto Tomoko's voice became softer and softer, and then her body softened and she slipped into Ginjo's arms unknowingly.

The soft sofa slowly sank, and strange sounds began to appear in the room which had been very quiet just now.

outside the window.

The sky, which was clear just now, was suddenly covered with dark clouds, the air pressure began to become very low, and people's breathing became rapid.

A storm was about to come. A howling wind blew and a thundercloud took shape, then drilled into the crack in the sky like a dragon entering a cave.

In an instant, the rain poured down, and the amount of water was so large that it felt like it could flood the entire city.

......

"It's raining so hard outside, Sister Tomoko."

Time always passes quickly when we are busy. In a blink of an eye, there is not much light outside the window. The rain keeps pouring down, and the air becomes moist.

"Huh...huh..."

Tomoko Matsumoto was still a little out of breath. It turned out that her physical strength was still not as good as when she was young.

"Is it still raining? It's already this late. I have to hurry and prepare dinner."