Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"Yeah, Sousuke must eat more today."

After saying this, Mochizuki Haruka took out her cell phone with a smile on her face. No matter what, she had to take a photo of her lunch box, which had become a routine.

However, since it was a rare opportunity to have a picnic with Ginjo, she also wanted to take another photo with him. Just as she was thinking this, someone came over and started talking to them.

"If you don't mind, would you like me to take a photo for you?"

The two turned their heads and looked towards the voice. It turned out to be the aquarium staff member they met when they were helping the lost sister Hina find her family.

She seemed to be patrolling around the venue, and when she saw the two of them having a picnic here, she took the initiative to step forward and say hello.

"Thank you, may I trouble you to help me?"

"Of course, with pleasure."

After handing the phone to the female staff member, Mochizuki Haruka sat down on the picnic mat side by side with Ginjō.

This time, she took the initiative to approach and hold hands with Yincheng.

No, Ginjo felt that she was now even closer to his body than when they were queuing.

"Very good, very good, I'm ready to take the photo! Come on, smile!"

Ginjo was deeply immersed in the sweet and soft whirlpool, an intoxicated smile appearing on his face, and of course Mochizuki Haruka was the same, her smile was as bright as today's sunshine.

I believe that in this photo taken by the staff for them, the smiles on both of their faces look very natural.

After the female staff member took the photos for the two people, she thanked them again for what Hina had done just now, and then continued her patrol.

Before leaving, she told the two people that if they needed help taking photos, they could ask the patrol staff for assistance at any time. It seemed that she had always been helping tourists take photos like she did just now.

I got some useful information by accident, so I'll do the same thing from now on.

The photo taken by the staff clearly captured Ginjo, Mochizuki Haruka, and the bento she made herself.

The reason why Mochizuki Haruka came so close to Ginjō might be to make the scene more compact.

But no matter what the reason, it is always Yincheng that enjoys the benefits.

Being used as filling in a white and soft meat bun, even the battle-hardened Ginjo wouldn't feel the slightest bit bored.

"Then I'll start."

"Yes, please use it."

Ginjo Sousuke clasped his hands together in front of the lunch box and spoke to Mochizuki Haruka as usual.

Anyway, let’s start with the sandwich that looks the most appetizing.

The fillings include tuna, cucumber, egg, ham and cheese, tomato and lettuce. What are these red and black things?

"Ah, that's a strawberry jam sandwich and a chocolate cream sandwich. I think it would be nice to prepare one or two sweet sandwiches."

Perhaps seeing Ginjō's confusion, Mochizuki Haruka took the lead in explaining.

"So that's how it is. Xiaoyao is really amazing. She can make so many sandwiches with different flavors."

"Haha, that's not the case. When I looked up the recipes, they all seemed delicious, so I wanted to make them all for Sosuke to try."

"Then I'll just have an egg sandwich first."

Ginjo picked up the egg sandwich. The surface of the toast was a light golden color, and it looked like it had been slightly toasted.

After taking a bite, the surface of the toast was crispy, and the first taste that spread in his mouth was the taste of eggs and mayonnaise, and then his tongue felt a little bit of numbing stimulation.

Mochizuki Haruka seems to have added granular mustard as a secret flavor enhancer, and the overall flavor is very balanced, perfectly setting off the taste of the eggs.

"How does it taste? Here, give this to Sosuke too. It's onion soup."

Before Ginjō could express his thought that the sandwich was delicious, he took the cup of soup that Mochizuki Haruka handed to him.

She used the lid of the kettle as a cup, and the soup poured into it was fragrant, stimulating Ginjo's nostrils.

The cup of soup that Yincheng took was very warm, and it felt like it was freshly brewed. Is that kettle a thermos?

After eating the sandwich, I drank the onion soup. The fragrant broth and the mild taste of onions spread in my mouth.

Ginjo's tongue felt tingling from the mustard on the sandwich, and the mild-tasting soup just helped to alleviate the spiciness on his tongue.

The wonderful flavors blended together, filling his heart with happiness.

"Oops, it's leaking out here."

Perhaps he was too engrossed in enjoying the food, so Sousuke Ginjo didn't notice the little bit of soup flowing down the corner of his mouth.

Mochizuki Haruka subconsciously leaned forward and gently licked it with her tongue...

Chapter 487 Quick, Open Your Mouth

The dexterous and smooth tongue gently tickled the corner of his mouth, making Ginjo Sosuke feel a little itchy.

After Mochizuki Haruka licked the soup and sat back, she realized how bold her behavior was.

She quickly looked around, and after making sure that no one had discovered her, she let out a long sigh of relief.

"Well... I was just afraid that they would flow onto Sousuke's clothes... that's why..."

No matter how indulgent the two of them were in the bedroom, it was still a public place outdoors, so a blush appeared on Mochizuki Haruka's face as she explained shyly to Ginjo.

But before she could finish her words, she felt something blocking her mouth.

She opened her eyes wide, only to find that it was Ginjo who held her face and kissed her firmly.

He did not hesitate at all and did not care about the eyes of passing tourists. This is the generous nature of Sosuke Ginjo.

"Wow, Xiaoyao's soup is really delicious, especially when mixed with the taste on your tongue."

Ginjo Sosuke was smiling as he savored the lingering fragrance in his mouth, leaving Mochizuki Haruka standing there in a daze, biting her lips lightly, with a look of timidity on her face.

"Really? People will see us..."

She finally came back to her senses and murmured softly.

"What does it matter? Isn't this how couples should be?"

Ginjo Sousuke answered her disapprovingly, then picked up the cup and started drinking.

"By the way, I didn't expect Xiaoyao to specially cook soup."

"Yeah, I thought it would go well with a sandwich, so I prepared some."

"Yes, this combination is really great, eh? Why is Xiaoyao's face still red?"

"Of course it's because Sousuke suddenly kissed me without saying hello. Don't talk about such things deliberately."

After hearing this, Mochizuki Haruka's fair face became even redder than before.

Kissing is something that happens spontaneously, so there's no need to say hello.

Yincheng wanted to complain, but when he saw how cute and shy she was, he gave up.

"Haha, alright alright, as an apology, let me feed Xiaoyao, right? Quick, open your mouth~"

Ginjo picked up the fried egg with chopsticks and pretended to feed it to Mochizuki Haruka.

Ever since they started dating, Ginjo had made it a habit to feed her when they ate together.

Of course, this habit has gradually extended to other places, so now before every show begins, Yincheng will take it out and feed her well.

After the sudden kiss, Ginjo launched the next wave of attack so quickly, which was really unexpected for Mochizuki Haruka.

Anyway, I have done everything I should do. What is there to be ashamed of? It's just feeding myself...

What was the first thing he fed himself? If I remember correctly, it should be teppanyaki fried noodles?

Immersed in her memories, Mochizuki Haruka gently leaned her head out to eat the fried egg that Ginjo picked for her.

Seeing her well-behaved and charming appearance, Ginjo Sousuke also smiled with satisfaction.

However, today, Mochizuki Haruka is not going to just passively take the attack.

She also picked up the fried egg with chopsticks and pretended to feed it to Ginjo Sosuke.

"Eh? I don't need it."

"No, that wouldn't be fair. Come, I want to feed Sosuke too~"

Today, Haruka Mochizuki was really positive, so it seemed that she was very determined.

She had no intention of competing with Ginjo, but simply as a girl, her heart was on fire and she couldn't bear to have to passively accept the attack.

Ginjo stopped refusing and gave her a relaxed smile before eating the fried egg she had given him in one bite.

Feeding each other during a picnic is relatively easy, but if it is changed to other occasions, you need to adjust to another posture named with numbers.

"Hmm, the fried eggs Xiaoyao made are really delicious!"

"Really? That's great!"

"Because Sosuke likes egg dishes, I have been practicing various egg dishes. In fact, even the simplest fried egg has a lot of knowledge in it."

Mochizuki Haruka especially likes to see Ginjo's satisfied look after tasting her cooking.

In order to see that expression on his face, I am willing to do anything.

"I wish Sousuke could live with me someday. Then I can fry eggs for you every morning."

"Aren't we living together now? It's just upstairs and downstairs, very convenient. Maybe I'll go to Xiaoyao's place often to eat and drink~"

"Then Sosuke must keep his word. I'm so happy!"

As the name suggests, Mochizuki Haruka talked about the future of the two of them with great anticipation.

Maybe it was Ginjo's actions that triggered her to think like this, so she didn't feel shy but excited instead?

Afterwards, they continued their battle of feeding each other for a while.

After we got tired of playing, we stopped to chat about the afternoon plans while leisurely enjoying the rest of the lunch box.

Unlike the lunch break at school, there is no restriction on meal time here. You can eat as long as you want, so it feels like time passes a lot slower than usual.

The sun is warm and the breeze on my face feels so comfortable, and a strong sense of happiness arises spontaneously.

Although the lunch box prepared by Mochizuki Haruka today was surprisingly large, perhaps because the two of them were chatting while eating, and the dining environment was so comfortable, the food in the lunch box was gradually emptied by them.

Soon, there was only one strawberry jam sandwich and one chocolate cream sandwich left in the lunch box.