Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

After all, among all these women who all have their own little thoughts about Yincheng, the only one who can be truly honest with him is his wife.

"Sister, can you at least wait until Sousuke is not around before asking about this?"

A trace of light powder was smeared on Chiaki Hoshino's fair face, and she spoke to her sister embarrassedly.

"Eh? It's no big deal. Sosuke will be able to see it when the day comes anyway."

Chie Hoshino looked nonchalant, which was consistent with her usual carefree style.

It is indeed as she said, wearing or not wearing, even the thinnest underwear, will affect the shape, and these will definitely not escape the scanner-like eyes of Ginjo.

"Ahem, mom, how did people dress in your era?"

Matsumoto Sachiko continued to drink some water to clear her throat, then turned to ask about her wife.

"Well...at that time...most of us didn't wear any clothes..."

Tomoko Matsumoto hesitated for a moment, but still answered her daughter truthfully.

"Look, I told you this is a very normal thing. You two are not that old, so why are you becoming more and more conservative?"

After getting confirmation from her wife, Chie Hoshino became very proud.

"But wouldn't that be weird?"

The Hoshino sisters did not have an easy life before they became adults, so they basically never participated in activities that were very common for ordinary students.

Just buying a new yukata is a considerable expense, and the various stalls at the event will also mercilessly slaughter your wallet.

The two of them saved money so that they could live an independent and free life, so they moved to the wife's apartment as soon as they entered college.

Now Chie Hoshino has a good part-time job, and Chiaki Hoshino can often earn a small income from some exhibition activities.

In addition, with such a small group with a strong family feeling, the two sisters became keen on traveling with everyone and participating in various activities.

"Actually, it would be fine if everyone was wearing that. Didn't we take a bath in Okinawa? After taking a bath, no one would wear anything under their yukata."

Tomoko Matsumoto explained this to Chiaki Hoshino.

"But times have changed, and it's not a hard requirement. If Qianqiu feels uncomfortable, that's fine. As long as you feel comfortable."

The wife then added another sentence.

"Yeah, if it's empty inside, I feel very insecure..."

Chiaki Hoshino nodded and glanced at Ginjō involuntarily. She wondered how he would like her to dress.

"Haha, Sousuke would definitely want us to wear as little as possible, so that you can feast your eyes."

Chie Hoshino and her sister were in sync, and she turned her head to look at Ginjō.

“Please, even if I wear less, it won’t be as good as the bikinis in Okinawa. Don’t underestimate me.”

In terms of exposure, yukatas are obviously not comparable to bikinis, but when it comes to arousing men's interest, yukatas also have their natural advantages.

The most important point is its unique charm and the desire to explore it that makes people want to try it themselves.

Compared to the simplicity and crudeness of bikinis, summer yukatas have a more restrained beauty that is about to bloom.

The petals are peeled off one by one, revealing the snow-white color bit by bit, and coupled with the gorgeous fireworks rising into the sky, it is like a dream.

"Okay, okay, I'll be relieved if that's the case. When Sousuke sees us in our yukatas, don't do anything bad."

Chie Hoshino laughed and patted his shoulder, which was more of a naked tease than a warning.

She is so arrogant now, she must have forgotten how tense and nervous she was when Ginjo applied sunscreen to her face for the first time.

"Don't worry, even if I want to do something bad, I will remove you from the list."

Ginjo Sousuke slapped her hand down and said calmly.

"What? Isn't this discrimination against me?"

"Hmm? So you want me to do something bad to you?"

"Eh? Um, no, no, what were we talking about just now?"

Chie Hoshino's brain crashed and she was tricked by Ginjō before she knew it.

Chiaki Hoshino and the Matsumoto mother and daughter couldn't help laughing when they saw how she was amused by Ginjo.

A few people chatted while eating, and soon finished all the delicious food on the table.

After cleaning up the mess neatly, the wife and daughter exchanged glances.

"Chie-sister, Chiaki-sister, I want to go to your place and try on the yukata I'm going to wear in two days."

Matsumoto Sachiko nodded in understanding, hugged Hoshino Chie's arm and said.

"Well, this is no small matter."

Chie Hoshino said as she walked towards the entrance.

"Thank you for your hard work today. We will go back first, Sister Tomoko."

After politely greeting his wife, Chiaki Hoshino followed.

"Sousuke, aren't you going back?"

When Chie Hoshino walked to the door, she did not forget to turn around and call Ginjo.

"No need to wait for him, let's go first."

Matsumoto Sachiko quickly went back to her room to get her yukata, then urged her.

"Rest for a while, Sosuke. We are leaving now!"

She shouted loudly inside before stepping out.

Although this sentence was said to Yincheng, I always felt that she wanted her mother to hear it as well.

Before Ginjo could answer, the door was slammed shut, and the sound of the girls' laughter quickly disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

"Is Sachiko hinting at something? Sister Tomoko."

Ginjo felt that there was something behind Matsumoto Sachiko's words, so he asked his wife who sat next to him soon after they left.

"So Sousuke-kun found out, didn't he? That kid was too obvious."

Matsumoto Tomoko habitually snuggled into Ginjo's arms and spoke softly.

"Hmm? Did Sister Tomoko tell her something before?"

"It's nothing, actually. I just mentioned that I wanted to spend some time alone with Sousuke-kun after dinner."

"It seems like she really didn't notice that Sister Tomoko went to my room last night?"

"Well, she hadn't gotten up yet when I came back in the morning. She thought you had brought the gifts to her in the morning."

"No wonder. I was wondering why she was so anxious that she dragged Chie and the others upstairs."

While making space for herself, she also did not forget to cover for the two of them. Matsumoto Sachiko expressed her support for her mother's relationship with concrete actions.

I just wonder if she would feel envious and jealous when she sees the boy she also likes sweating profusely in the room.

In any case, not having to hide in front of her daughter saved the wife a lot of energy. From this point of view, the decision to confront her daughter was a very correct one.

"Let's not waste Sachiko's kindness, Sousuke-kun."

Matsumoto Tomoko stood up, took a step forward and sat across Ginjo's legs.

"It seems that Sister Tomoko still didn't eat enough this morning."

More than ten hours ago, the two men had just finished a long battle.

Although she was still a little tired, the long period of time made my wife feel like she wanted more.

She hoped that Yincheng could compensate for the empty feeling she had felt when she slept alone these days, so she was willing to do so even if she couldn't get out of bed tomorrow.

"So what are you waiting for, Sosuke-kun? Feed it to me quickly~"

Looking at his wife's eager eyes and restless tongue, Ginjo Sosuke slapped her and entered combat mode.

Even turning the air conditioner to the highest setting couldn't stop the sweat from breaking out. The joy I experienced in the morning came back doubled at night.

Tomoko Matsumoto was on the verge of losing consciousness countless times a day, and every time her nerves received an electric shock, she felt like she was reborn.

Why do I have to wait until this age to experience this? No, perhaps it is precisely because I have reached this age that my body can truly understand the true meaning of this.

Perhaps from a physiological point of view, a thirty-year-old woman and a twenty-year-old boy are a true match made in heaven.

Ginjo Sosuke's physique has become tougher and tougher through repeated training. Unlike the immature way he was when he first mastered the skills, he can now fully control his desires and release them at will.

Whether it is a mature wife or a girl of the same age, everything is under his control.

As long as he wanted, even if several people took turns to fight him, they would probably not be his match.

The warm yellow light flickered and the wooden floor creaked.

The night outside the window was thick and deep. There seemed to be no wind at all, and the whole air was filled with a stuffy and humid atmosphere.

The hazy silver moon was half-hidden behind the clouds, just like the shy look of a girl who had just met her lover.

The flowers and plants in the apartment yard are still emitting fragrance, and their owners who usually water them are now being watered in the same way.

"It would be nice if Sousuke-kun could stay here for the night."

Matsumoto Tomoko, who could hardly open her eyes and felt as if her whole body was falling apart, lay there speaking softly.

"Hmm? That has to wait until Sachiko starts school, right?"

Ginjo Sousuke lay on his side and gently wiped the sweat off her smooth and beautiful back.

"That's true. I think I'm a little too greedy. I should be satisfied as long as Sachiko can accept our relationship."

The wife felt warm in her heart when she thought of her considerate daughter.

She had been worried that she might not have the chance to be intimate with Yincheng after her daughter went on vacation, but she didn't expect that the whole thing would develop much better than she expected.

Should we say that young people today are open-minded, or should we say that my daughter feels bad for having been single for so many years?

In short, getting her daughter's support is the key for her to continue to be carefree and bold with Yincheng.

But every time she thought of this, she would wonder if she had taken advantage of her daughter's sympathy.

Because her daughter couldn't bear to see herself get hurt, she chose to seal up her feelings for Ginjo.

If we look at it from a worldly perspective, my daughter and Ginjo are clearly a more compatible couple, right?