Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

Matsumoto Tomoko's behavior was much gentler than her daughter's. The look she gave Ginjo was more of admiration filled with doting.

"It's okay. This is probably just a beginner's lucky bonus."

Ginjo Sousuke stretched his body and felt a long-lost sense of comfort.

Since the summer vacation and the farewell to the school clubs, he hasn't participated in any sports other than that for a long time.

"Eh? Have you finished all the drinks that Auntie Sachiko brought just now? I'll go buy some more."

The intense exercise made everyone's mouth dry. After glancing at the empty bottles on the table, Matsumoto Sachiko turned and went to the water sales area.

"I haven't had so much fun in a while. It feels like I'm back in college."

Sasaki Sachiko spoke to Matsumoto Tomoko with a flushed face and a layer of fine beads of sweat oozing out of her forehead.

"Yeah, exercising with young people makes me seem younger too."

Matsumoto Tomoko has a deep understanding of this matter, especially every time after exercising with Ginjo, she feels as if she is pulled back to her teenage years.

She had long heard that the essence of life had beauty-enhancing effects, and she was now becoming more and more convinced of this claim.

The two ladies chatted as they sat back in the lounge area.

"Sousuke is still so relaxed, he doesn't even seem to be sweating at all."

Sasaki Sachiko turned her head again towards Ginjō who was sitting next to them.

"Maybe it's because I'm used to training at school. This level of intensity is nothing to me."

A strong physique, constant training, and the powerful skills granted by the system have together made Ginjo Sosuke a physical freak.

It is precisely because of the confidence given by this body that he can appear so calm and natural, like a fish in water, surrounded by a group of women.

"Oh yeah, I forgot that Sousuke is an athlete and even won the county championship."

The two women's eyes were focused on Yincheng at the same time, as if they both wanted to experience his extraordinary athletic ability as soon as possible.

"Look, I bought something very interesting."

Just when the two ladies were falling into delusion, Matsumoto Sachiko came back with a tray. On the tray was a giant cup that was several sizes larger than the usual drink cups.

"What is this, Sachiko?"

Ginjo Sousuke asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Eh? Sosuke doesn't know either? This thing is very popular among girls recently~"

Sachiko Matsumoto put down the tray and placed the big cup in the center of the table.

It was a rather strange scenario.

There was only a large glass of orange juice on the table, but there were four straws stuck in it.

"Is this for everyone to drink together?"

Yukiko Sasaki was also quite interested in this new thing.

"That's right, Aunt Sachiko. We just want everyone to get together and drink. Isn't that interesting?"

Matsumoto Sachiko brought a chair and sat down, and the four people present sat around the same glass.

"But if everyone shares it, won't the amount be too small?"

Tomoko Matsumoto tilted her head and asked her daughter.

"It's okay, Mom. This will improve everyone's relationship. No one will care about those little things."

"That's right."

The lady leaned over and took hold of one of the straws.

"Sosuke and Aunt Sachiko, please come quickly, or we'll drink it all up in no time."

At the urging of Matsumoto Sachiko, Ginjo and Sasaki Sachiko looked at each other and also moved over with a smile.

Ginjo Sousuke sucked on the straw, as if he was kissing three women at the same time.

The Matsumoto mother and daughter sat on either side of him, each squeezing his body with a soft marshmallow.

On the opposite side, Sachiko Sasaki would tease him with seductive eyes from time to time.

If the boy wasn't Ginjo, the three women probably wouldn't have been so willing to join in on this strange way of drinking the beverage.

After a somewhat ambiguous sizzling sound, the orange juice was gone in an instant.

"Haha, isn't it interesting? It tastes better when so many people drink it together."

Matsumoto Sachiko wiped the corner of her mouth and said with a smug look on her face.

"That's because Sachiko drinks the most, right?"

Ginjo Sousuke joked with her with a smile.

"Huh? No, I didn't."

Faced with Ginjo's questions, Matsumoto Sachiko tried to play dumb and get away with it.

"Haha, I'm just kidding. I also think it's fun to drink juice this way. Do you want another glass?"

Ginjo Sousuke suggested.

"Okay!"

The three women immediately agreed in unison.

It seemed that they all enjoyed the feeling of having their faces pressed together with Ginjo's and sucking hard from the same cup of juice.

Ginjo quickly came back from the same place and bought the same oversized glass cup, then once again got into the center of the two pairs of huge balloons.

The softness spread out on both sides of Ginjō's ribs, and the elasticity spread throughout his entire body, creating an exaggerated sense of oppression.

Well, in this environment, any drink will become super delicious!

A few people played until about 1 a.m. before leaving "ROUND ". It was the end of the holiday, and everyone wanted to seize every moment to enjoy themselves.

It was late at night, and the stars quietly dotted the inky sky, like countless tiny lights, quietly illuminating the deserted road.

The car door closed gently, the engine roared softly, and then turned into a soft light in the night, slowly driving away from the dimly lit street corner.

The world outside the car window is quiet and profound. The street lights light up one after another, gently dispelling the unknown darkness ahead.

As light and shadow interweave, the trees along the road are tinged with a faint silver edge.

Gusts of night breeze blew in through the half-open car window, bringing a bit of coolness and freshness.

Looking up at the sky, the stars seem brighter than usual, and the Milky Way stretches across the sky, making people involuntarily slow down their breathing.

Driving in the night, Ginjo Sosuke and the three women fell silent at the same time. Perhaps they were enjoying this rare tranquility, or perhaps they were reminiscing about the good time they had just spent.

The music in the car flowed softly, blending with the night view outside the window. Although the bodies felt a little tired, every woman's face looked so satisfied.

After parking the car, several people said goodnight to each other in the apartment yard.

Ginjo Sosuke's figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs, and the three women returned to Matsumoto Tomoko's room.

Although it was late, Ginjo still went to the bathroom to take a shower before going to bed as usual.

Standing by the window wrapped in a towel and waiting for his hair to dry, he vaguely felt that tonight's activities would not end so easily.

Sure enough, about half an hour later, there was a knock on the door as he expected.

Which of the three women could it be?

With the mentality of opening a blind box, he walked to the door barefoot.

In the reflection of the moonlight, Tomoko Matsumoto, wrapped in a bathrobe, had an indescribable air of shyness.

Her chest was exposed much more than usual, and her blushing skin could be vaguely seen. It seemed that she had just taken a bath like Ginjō.

It must be difficult to dry long hair. The hair is still slightly damp, but it looks smoother and softer because of this.

Ginjo Sousuke couldn't help but let his eyes wander from his neck to his chest, following the position of his hair.

"Sousuke-kun, you're still awake, right?"

When his eyes fell on the end point of one of the strands of hair - the collarbone, his wife stared at him and spoke.

"Well, I'm just waiting for Sister Tomoko to come."

Ginjo Sosuke stepped aside and welcomed his wife into the room. If the other two women had not been there, Ginjo would have probably spent the night at his wife's place.

"Does Sousuke-kun know I'm coming?"

Tomoko Matsumoto sat down on the sofa in the living room and stretched her body as if she had melted.

There was a hint of charm hidden deep in those eyes as warm as water, staring straight at Yincheng.

"Of course, if it weren't for this, Sister Tomoko would probably have a hard time falling asleep, right?"

Although I could see Ginjo throughout the day, I couldn't get close to him.

When they were bowling in the evening, they would high-five and drink juice next to him, which gradually aroused his wife's heart.

If she didn't do something, she would always feel like she was being scratched by an invisible pair of claws, itchy but unable to reach that place.

"Really? I feel like Sousuke-kun has seen through me completely."

Before Matsumoto Tomoko finished her words, she threw her bathrobe aside.

Her voice exudes a strong feminine charm.

It was a voice full of lust, sweet and numbing, a magical sound that could almost melt your ears even if you bit your lips.

The wife held up Ginjo Sosuke's face with her hands and semi-forced him to face her.

The skin is as white and smooth as milk, the waist is tight and beautiful, and the breasts are plump and soft. The contrast between the long black hair and the delicate limbs is particularly sensual.

Her appearance of purity and charm was so alluring that Ginjo's brain was about to go haywire.

This kind of picture full of supreme beauty makes it hard not to be excited.

"Sister Tomoko is such a bad woman. She wants to have an affair without telling her customers and daughter."

Ginjo Sousuke stretched out his fingers and gently lifted her chin, speaking softly.

"I can't help it. Sousuke-kun has made it impossible for me to stop."

The lady licked her lips and her eyes flickered like a fawning female leopard.