Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"What would you like to eat, Sosuke-kun? A thick omelette or a French sandwich?"

While answering Ginjo, Matsumoto Tomoko had already grabbed an apron and went into the kitchen.

Sometimes Yincheng always has an illusion, does such a virtuous woman really exist in this world?

"Then let's have thick omelette. Thank you for your hard work, Sister Tomoko."

Ginjo looked around casually. Since Matsumoto Sachiko was not there, this place became the space belonging to him and his wife.

"Yeah, it will be ready soon. Sousuke-kun's taste is still so particular."

Tomoko Matsumoto knew Ginjo's preference for egg dishes, so this thick omelette has long been a regular on her breakfast table.

"Of course, the soft and elastic texture is really something you can never get tired of eating."

Ginjo flashed behind his wife and clasped his hands tightly around the equally soft and chewy part.

"And Sister Tomoko is the same. No matter how many times you try it, you never get tired of it."

Matsumoto Tomoko was enveloped by the heat coming from behind, and her body felt numb. Even her hands that were beating the eggs shook and almost spilled them out of the bowl.

"Oh, come on, Sousuke-kun, why haven't you come over for several days?"

The lady twisted her waist and her soft voice was full of charm.

"I've been too busy lately. I'll come over to see Sister Tomoko as soon as I have time today."

It is not as easy as you think to arrange the schedules of so many girls.

"I'm just teasing you. I know you're a busy man. As long as Sosuke-kun still thinks of me, I'll be satisfied."

Matsumoto Tomoko leaned against Gincheng's chest. She knew that Gincheng was already trying his best to spend time with her, so she couldn't ask for more.

"Will Sachiko and the others be out playing all day? If so, I'm free today, so I can spend some quality time with Sister Tomoko."

I've been hanging out with girls a lot lately, so it's time to change things up.

It’s not that they feel bad, it’s just that the mature charm of the lady is more fascinating.

"I don't know how long Sachiko and the others will stop shopping, but a new tenant will move in at noon, so we may have to hurry up..."

What Matsumoto Tomoko meant by "make the most of your time" was self-evident. Naturally, she meant to tell Ginjō that after breakfast, he could sweat as much as he wanted in the room.

But what attracted his attention more was the fact that there was a new tenant.

The apartment was not big, with only nine rooms in total, but even so, Yin Cheng had no interaction with several of them after moving in.

According to Tomoko Matsumoto, those women were office workers who got up early and went to bed late, and even she, as an administrator, rarely met with them except on the days when they paid rent.

The period around the Obon Festival is always the peak period for job resignations and new hires, so this period is often also the time when moving companies have a booming business.

"Hmm? Is there a new tenant moving in? What kind of person is he?"

Ginjo Sousuke asked curiously. In this case, he would no longer be the one with the least experience in this apartment.

"Yes, and there are more than one. This time, two rooms were vacant. As soon as the rental advertisement was posted, two inquiries contacted me immediately."

"They should be office workers who will be starting work nearby soon. I don't know much other information about them. I will ask them in detail after we meet them."

"But they are very satisfied with the room's facilities, location and rent. They have confirmed their willingness over the phone and are ready to move in today."

While Matsumoto Tomoko was talking to Ginjo, she skillfully manipulated the pot in her hand. The golden egg liquid soon turned into a thick towel-like state after her skillful cooking.

Sprinkle some pepper and shredded seaweed on it, and the aroma of the thick omelette will instantly overflow.

"I see. There are two new people now. Are the tenants this time also girls?"

Perhaps this question is what Ginjo Sosuke cares most about.

"How did Sosuke know that? It's really strange. Except for the two ladies who are coming today, all the other clients are girls. I didn't specify that I only accept female tenants..."

The theory that like repels like and opposites attract seems to have shrouded this apartment in an entirely different way.

There seemed to be an extremely powerful magnetic field around Ginjo Sosuke, preventing all men from approaching here. On the contrary, a steady stream of girls would flock here.

If every girl in the room is conquered by Gincheng in the end, then this Matsumoto Apartment will become a veritable harem belonging to Gincheng.

"Haha, I'm just guessing. After all, all the tenants now are girls."

There was still work to do later, so the two of them didn't linger any longer. They each took their plates and left the kitchen.

"Sousuke-kun, will you come with me to greet the new tenants?"

Matsumoto Tomoko sat down opposite Ginjo and watched him eat with gusto.

"No problem. My schedule is clear today anyway, so I'll let Sister Tomoko do whatever she wants."

The savory and salty thick omelette, the golden and crispy toast and a large glass of iced orange juice are really the ultimate enjoyment on a summer morning.

"Yeah, it's a rare opportunity like this, so I must make use of every second and never let Sousuke-kun rest."

The look the lady gave Ginjo was so sweet that it seemed like silk could be pulled out.

Since we cannot enjoy his young body every day, we should cherish every moment we spend with him.

Tomoko Matsumoto increasingly found that her obsession with Ginjo had reached the point of addiction.

If she didn't have in-depth communication with him for a few days, she would feel empty inside, and the numbness and itchiness would always rise inadvertently from a corner and then quickly spread throughout her body.

"It seems that Sister Tomoko can't wait any longer."

Ginjo Sosuke cleaned up all the food on the table as quickly as possible, and then drank the juice in the glass.

The few drops of orange liquid oozing from the corners of his mouth made his wife feel aroused, and she wanted to rush over and lick it clean.

"Who asked Sosuke-kun to move his hands in the kitchen? It's hard for me to control myself..."

Tomoko Matsumoto lowered her head slightly, her shy tone could no longer hide her inner desire.

For a housewife who lives a monotonous life every day, a lively boy like Ginjo is like a strong medicine that can make them excited for several days.

A boring life always needs spice. Instead of choosing some meaningless daytime soap operas or going shopping in the supermarket for entertainment, it is more enjoyable to exercise with a strong and handsome boy.

"So why should we control it? If we want it, we should release it as much as we can."

Yincheng has never thought that "live in the moment" is a derogatory term. In his philosophy of life, the few decades of life on earth should be spent seizing every second to enjoy happiness.

He does whatever he wants and eats whatever he wants. He is not in a position to hesitate. He also does not want to waste his life on trivial troubles.

As soon as he finished speaking, he put down the cup in his hand, stood up, took two steps to his wife, and kissed her plump and moist lips.

Matsumoto Tomoko could no longer suppress her throbbing heat, and immediately put her arms around his neck and kissed him back vigorously.

The chair was casually pushed over, and Yincheng leaned down and stretched his arms under his wife's knees, holding her horizontally against his chest effortlessly.

I kicked the bedroom door open with my toes, and the neatly laid sheets soon became wrinkled due to the weight of the person thrown on them.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, and the scorching sun is mercilessly scorching the entire earth.

The temperature in the room also rose rapidly, and the steaming sweat rushed up with the creaking of the bed.

Matsumoto Tomoko's brain had already been in a blank state due to the huge impact.

A pair of charming eyes were half-open and half-closed, and an illusory and hazy feeling poured out.

The red and tender corners of her mouth raised up an arc of indulgence in happiness, and her smooth back unconsciously became straightened.

Because they had to make the most of time, the two of them gave up all their halftime breaks. Thanks to Yin Cheng's super-speed recovery skill, he was able to easily handle this continuous high-intensity exercise.

The agreed time for viewing the house was 11 o'clock. Yincheng and his wife persisted until the last moment, then rushed to the bathroom, dragging their sweaty bodies.

Quickly rinsing off the white liquid all over her body, Tomoko Matsumoto didn't have time to put on makeup. She simply applied some moisturizer, blew her hair dry, changed her clothes and went out.

There was nothing special that Ginjo Sousuke needed to prepare. He just put on the T-shirt and shorts that were casually thrown on the floor and followed his wife swiftly.

At exactly eleven o'clock, the two people arrived at the door of the apartment on time.

This scene reminded Ginjo of the first time he met Matsumoto Tomoko a few months ago.

At that time, my wife also had a pigtail like this, which looked very mature, and she greeted me with a gentle smile like this.

From polite landlords and tenants to couples who have long been accustomed to taking a bath together after exercise, the rapid development speed is truly astonishing.

Matsumoto Tomoko stretched her head to look towards the intersection ahead, and Ginjo's eyes were all on her.

Compared to a few months ago, my wife's already curvy figure has become even rounder and fuller, and her delicate oval face is always glowing with rosy color.

For middle-aged women, exercising with young boys from time to time is the best medical beauty treatment.

"That should be them, right?"

Ginjo followed his wife's gaze and saw two girls chatting while checking the house number on the street with their cell phones.

After a while, they arrived at the door of the apartment.

"Excuse me, are you Ms. Shimazu and Ms. Utsunomiya? I'm the apartment manager who contacted you on the phone yesterday, Matsumoto Tomoko."

The lady nodded to them politely.

"Hello, Mrs. Matsumoto. I'm Utsunomiya Maria, and this is Miss Shimazu. We just met on the street. I didn't expect that we would be future neighbors. What a coincidence."

This woman with a distinctly exotic name also has a look that is distinctly different from the average neon girl.

Her hair was natural, bright golden wavy, and beneath her thick eyelashes were a pair of bright, dark brown pupils.

The bridge of his nose is high and the lines of his face are smooth, with a three-dimensional beauty rarely seen among locals.

Her plump lips are painted a bold red, and the corners of her mouth are always raised with a sweet and seductive smile.

In addition to her beautiful face that easily catches people's attention, her figure and dress are also eye-catching.

The upper body is covered with only a white suspender-style tube top under the translucent sun-protective blouse.

The thin cloth barely covered the heavy burden. Silver City's afterglow swept over from above, vaguely revealing a deep valley of two hills.

If you bury your face in that heavy and tight embrace, you will surely feel suffocated by happiness.

Her slender yet muscular belly was completely exposed, without any visible excess fat.

Under the hot denim shorts is a pair of healthy and slender legs that look like they have been specially trained.

The delicate and exquisite jade feet were wearing a pair of transparent sandals, and the small nails were also painted a bright royal blue.

【The system detects the target...】

[Name: Maria Utsunomiya]

[Stamina: 75]