Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

As her complex and intense psychological activities continued, time passed rapidly.

Suddenly, the voice of Ginjo Sousuke woke me up from my fantasy.

"Mochizuki-san?"

"Mochizuki-san?"

Ginjo called out twice before Mochizuki Haruka finally responded.

"Huh? Ginjō-san is calling me? What's going on?"

Mochizuki Haruka now has the illusion that her soul has left her body and then returned to it.

"Are you watching a movie?"

When Ginjo accidentally caught sight of her out of the corner of his eye, he discovered that although her eyes were staring straight ahead, she seemed to be completely absent from the scene.

It was like an emotionless, hyper-realistic simulated robot was sitting next to him.

"Ah, well, of course I'm watching it again, haha, it's really touching, Ginjo-san."

Mochizuki Haruka replied in panic.

"Touching? This is clearly a comedy, right, Mochizuki-san?"

Ginjo Sousuke looked at her in confusion.

"What?!!"

Mochizuki Haruka felt like she had fallen from heaven to hell. Everything before this had been going according to her own script. How could this...

This disc was also one of the props I prepared for today yesterday when I was in an anxious trance. I bought it just because I saw the man and woman hugging each other on the cover.

I was so busy decorating the room and preparing clothes that I didn't even think about looking at the content on the disc in advance. Who knew that beneath the appearance of a romance film there would be a comedy at its core.

Mochizuki Haruka is feeling very uncomfortable now and doesn't know how to explain it to Ginjo.

"You weren't even watching, Mochizuki-san. Are you worried about something?"

Ginjo Sousuke pressed the pause button and looked at her and asked.

"That... is..."

Things went off plan and Mochizuki Haruka's mind went into panic, she didn't know how to answer Ginjo's question.

Oh, never mind...

After thinking for a while, she bit her lip lightly, as if she had made up her mind, and then rushed directly towards Yincheng...

Ginjo Sosuke was caught off guard and was knocked to one side, and the rapid breathing of Mochizuki Haruka could be heard in his ears.

Ginjo reacted and tried to match her enthusiasm, but he found that Mochizuki's eyes were closed and her lips were trembling slightly.

As he moved closer, he noticed that she seemed to instinctively retreat a little.

Ginjo just reached out and touched her skin...

"Ah, no..."

Mochizuki Haruka pushed Ginjō away, retreated to a corner of the sofa, and breathed heavily.

'I screwed up.'

'I failed again.'

This was the first thought in Mochizuki Haruka's mind after she made the subconscious move.

In the dark and dreary world, she felt extremely ashamed of her ugly appearance.

The spirit that had been teetering on the edge of the limit collapsed at this moment.

I had clearly already realized it, and had clearly simulated the situation carefully.

She wore a suspender skirt and pajamas specifically for Ginjo-san to see, and after seducing him, she screamed and pushed him away at the most important moment. No matter how you look at it, this is too much.

The situation today is all my own fault.

So shameful, so cowardly, so humiliating.

It was the same last time when I was drunk, and it’s the same this time when I’m prepared.

I haven't seen Ginjo-san for a long time, and the meeting we just resumed has turned into this unmanageable situation.

Why am I always hesitant in this regard, even though I admire Ginjo-san so much...

In this state, he will definitely leave me.

Of course I will. If I were Ginjo-san, I probably wouldn’t be able to accept such behavior.

"Mochizuki-san?"

Ginjo Sousuke's gentle voice came again from not far away.

Wang Yueyao didn't dare to look up and just curled up in that small corner.

"You're pushing yourself too hard, Mochizuki-san."

Ginjo's voice was as calm as the water in a pool, without a single ripple, anger or resentment.

"Ah...um..."

Mochizuki Yao tried to say something, but only this monotonous sound came out.

"Actually, when I heard Mochizuki-san invite me to watch a movie, and saw you dressed like this today, I already knew what Mochizuki-san meant to me."

"But I don't mean to force Mochizuki-san. Please believe me."

Ginjo's words were steady and powerful, as if one had to believe them.

"But..."

"But... Ginjō-san must be thinking about it too..."

After hearing what Ginjo said, Mochizuki Haruka finally recovered a little.

"Of course I do. It's only natural, especially when it comes to Mochizuki-san."

"To be honest, I'm thinking about it now, but I'd rather wait for Mochizuki-san to join me, until the day when you have the same idea."

She was deeply moved by Ginjo's honest answer.

Even though she was the older one and had been trying hard to act like a mature woman, in the end, she still had to rely on the younger Ginjo-kun to comfort her.

Mochizuki Haruka mustered up the courage to raise her head, and Ginjō's gentle and shining eyes met hers.

"Even though Ginjo-san knew about this before, it was the first time for this to happen and I was really nervous and scared..."

"As a 20-something adult with absolutely no experience in this area, it seems strange, right?"

Mochizuki Haruka spoke softly, as if explaining the reason for her behavior.

"Didn't I tell you before, Mochizuki-san, that everyone has different opportunities for this kind of thing, so there's no need to force it."

"Besides, I feel very honored now."

Ginjo Sousuke said with a smile.

"Honored? Why?"

Mochizuki Haruka had a puzzled expression on his face.

"Yes, I'm honored to be the first person that Mochizuki-san wanted to try."

Seeing Ginjo Sosuke's smile that seemed to give people infinite warmth, Mochizuki Haruka felt her mood instantly relaxed.

The anxiety and fear of being a woman, the face and dignity of being an adult, the heart that was originally bound by those troublesome thoughts, was gradually liberated by his words and gentle smile.

"Anyway, let's not think about those things today."

"As for those things, let's wait until Mochizuki is fully prepared mentally before we discuss them."

"Although I know that inviting me to watch a movie is just an excuse, let's finish it now. In fact, the disc that Mochizuki bought is quite good."

Ginjo Sousuke spoke naturally.

Seeing that there was no trace of annoyance on Ginjo's face and he was just smiling at her so gently, Mochizuki Haruka felt like she was about to melt.

"No, Ginjo-san, although I can't do that yet, at least, let me try the other moves that Rieko taught me..."

"This is my last bit of perseverance. At least for Ginjo-san, I am willing to..."

Ginjo Sousuke wanted to say something, but he just felt a warm and tingling sensation coming up...

......

The room was dark, with only the TV providing a little light.

After a heated exchange of words, Ginjo Sousuke now sat on the sofa with empty eyes, as if he was still thinking about something.

Although it's a little unfamiliar, the immature and green feeling makes people feel more unique.

From the bathroom in the distance came the sound of brushing teeth and rinsing mouth...

Mochizuki Haruka changed her clothes and came out. This time it was real home clothes.

A short-sleeved shirt and a pair of beige shorts that look very comfortable.

"Haha, sorry, this kind of casual clothes is what I would wear at home."

After changing clothes, Mochizuki Haruka felt a lot more relaxed and no longer as stiff as before.

In fact, Yincheng thinks this feeling is better. The casual clothes without any pretense create a sense of defenselessness and ease.

"Would you like something to drink? I'll get it."

The two cans of drinks had already been drunk by Yincheng while watching the movie.

"Let's have an iced Coke, Mochizuki-san."

When I feel dry mouth, what I want most is a bottle of ice-cold happy water.

"Okay, I'll be right away."

Mochizuki Haruka quickly brought a Coke and got herself a bottle of yogurt.

Then he sat down next to Yincheng and started drinking by himself.

“Is the yogurt delicious?”