Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"Hmm? Rice balls?"

Hoshino Chiaki tilted her head in confusion for a moment, but after a while she realized the reason and nodded and said.

"Understood. I will prepare some extra pork soup for Miss Niwa to supplement her nutrition."

"Thank you."

After thanking Chiaki Hoshino for her thoughtfulness, Seiko Niwa returned to her workbench.

He picked up his usual tablet, turned on the desk lamp, and completely deleted the half-drawn material.

"Very good, let's get to work."

Niwa Seiko picked up the stylus and drew lines on the white screen.

Instead of using a design that she drew halfway through, she chose to start with a basic design for the lingerie.

I kept thinking about what the girl who was about to wear this underwear would look like, and I painted it meticulously, and the unreal imagination gradually turned into a shape.

Compared with underwear, the shape of underwear is more complicated, but the design freedom is also relatively higher.

The shape of the cup that covers the chest, the shape of the chest ribbon and shoulder straps, and even the area of ​​fabric that greatly affects the cuteness, are all left to the designer to play freely.

This is the hardest, yet most enjoyable job for an underwear designer.

Niwa Seiko raised the corners of her mouth and focused on painting.

On the way, Chiaki Hoshino and Ginjo bought dinner and came back. She ate rice balls stuffed with sour plums and a rich pork soup to recharge her energy, then returned to work again.

After the underwear is designed, we start designing a set of underwear.

The perfect bra should be a set that combines the top and the bottom, with both sides not being neglected.

She puts a lot of effort into designing panties that can be paired with cute bras, so that the two complement each other and enhance the glamour to the highest level.

Although Chiaki Hoshino is a student of sculpture, after observing for some time, she has gradually developed an interest in underwear design.

She stared closely at the patterns that appeared on Niwa Seiko's screen, and gradually became fascinated.

Ginjo felt a little bored, so he wandered around the corridor by himself.

There weren't many employees in the studio on weekends, and the only room with the lights on was Hojo Kisaki's private office, besides the room where the two girls were.

Without much hesitation, he walked up and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Hojo Himiki's slightly cold voice came from inside.

"Excuse me, Hojo-sensei."

Ginjo opened the door and greeted her politely.

"It's Sosuke, please take a seat."

As soon as she saw that the person coming was Ginjo, Hojo Himiki's tone became noticeably more enthusiastic.

"I'm really sorry for keeping you and Qian Qiubai waiting for so long today because I suddenly had to deal with some other things."

"It's okay, Hojo-sensei. It's the weekend anyway, so Chiaki and I will just treat it as a visit to the studio and a vacation."

"Qianqiu told me the same thing. You two kids really are in sync with each other."

"But I really want to thank her for letting me meet such an outstanding talent like Sousuke. The size numbers you provided last time are very important to us."

As soon as the word "size" was mentioned, Hojo Kisaki's body seemed to suddenly remember something. She swallowed subconsciously and her fingers began to heat up.

"Mr. Hojo is too polite. Those are nothing. If you need anything else in the future, you can always contact me."

Today, Hojo Kisaki is still wearing an oppressive office suit. The suit jacket is bulging high, and the straight and neat trousers set off her long and beautiful legs to the fullest.

The thought of what kind of beautiful body is hidden under this "strong woman" outfit ignited a desire to explore in Ginjo Sousuke's mind.

"Of course, how could I miss such a good model like Sousuke?"

"Let alone underwear design, I think even in future art and sculpture exhibitions, Sousuke can help us a lot."

As Hojo Himiki spoke, she pushed up the frame of her glasses on her high nose bridge, and her fair and slender fingers instantly activated Ginjō's associations.

"Is that so? It's really my honor."

This kind of woman is so busy at work that she probably doesn't have much time left for herself.

The busier you seem to be, the more you will fall into the vortex of loneliness in the dead of night.

From her slightly evasive gaze, Ginjo seemed to have sensed something.

"Yeah, don't worry about the reward, Sosuke. I will definitely not treat you unfairly."

Hojo Kisaki certainly understood what real wealth is in today's society.

A perfect model or an outstanding spokesperson has the potential to make a new brand rise.

It was this ability of Yin Cheng that she was attracted to, so she was willing to spend a huge sum of money to keep him.

"I didn't agree to work with Hojo-sensei just for the money."

Since the last system skill upgrade, Yincheng has been receiving several times more fixed rewards every day than before, so he no longer has any financial worries.

"Is it because of Qianqiu? Because Qianqiu is my student, so I'm giving her face?"

When Hojo Himeki knew that the two of them were dating, she couldn't help but think this way at the first moment.

"There must be some reasons behind this, but the more important thing is..."

Ginjo suddenly stood up from the sofa, walked to Hojo Himiki in three or two steps, and before she could react, he boldly held her hand in his.

"Sosuke..."

Hojo Himiki opened her eyes wide, and beneath her expression, which she tried hard to suppress and remain calm, there was already a storm of turmoil.

"Qianqiu and Shengzi are still here..."

She had no intention of pushing Ginjō away. Instead, she was worried about the two girls in the other room. This reaction was enough to explain everything.

"Don't worry, they are concentrating on designing new underwear. They won't come here suddenly."

Although Yincheng was very confident, he still stepped over and locked the office door from the inside just to be on the safe side.

"Mr. Hojo, don't you want to measure my size again? I heard that this kind of data needs to be measured several times to be accurate?"

Returning to Hojo Himiki, Ginjo took her hand again, but this time his target was another place she had touched last time.

"That's right. I'll go get the ruler now."

Hojo Himiki freed one hand and took out a tape measure from the drawer of her desk.

"There's no need for this kind of thing. Hojo-sensei's hands are enough."

Ginjo took the tape measure in his hand, unfolded it, and placed it on Hojo Himiki's shoulder.

If you ignore the numbers on it, it looks a lot like a rope that can be used for tying things up.

He came all the way here today, but he didn't plan to return without doing anything.

Since Hojo Kisaki has repeatedly expressed her willingness to cooperate with him, she must pay corresponding rewards.

Money and other things no longer attract Ginjo's interest. What he needs is something that only Hojo Kiki herself can provide.

Hojo Himiki immediately understood what Ginjo meant. After all, a similar thing happened the last time he visited this private office.

If that time was an accident, then there is no excuse today.

She nodded slowly, then looked towards the door as if she was wary of something, and then she moved her fingers that had been frozen there for a while.

"Please ask Mr. Hojo to try something new this time."

Ginjo Sosuke's greed kept growing, and he was no longer satisfied with just measuring with his hands.

"Ok?"

Hojo Himiki was obviously stunned and stopped what she was doing.

"I wouldn't ask too much of you so soon, Hojo-sensei, but this should be fine, right?"

A meaningful smile appeared on Ginjo's lips, and he stretched out a finger and gently touched her lips.

"I see..."

Hojo Himiki was much calmer than before, and even when Ginjo made new requests, she just replied indifferently.

Rather than saying that this was some kind of transaction to gain Ginjo's help, it would be more accurate to say that Hojo Himeki had already made such plans herself, which is why she acted so calmly.

The light in the room was warm and seductive. After a few seconds, the shadow of Hojo Kisaki cast on the wall slowly lowered.

At the same time, Seiko Niwa was drawing the design with great passion.

When she stopped writing, the night sky outside had turned into a thick, indissoluble ink color.

"The painting is done..."

What is shown in the picture is a set of lingerie that is still attractive even if viewed without bias.

She put everything she had into it and finally created the best lingerie ever.

It was three days later that Chiaki Hoshino received the next message from Seiko Niwa. She and Ginjo made an appointment at the station to return to the studio together after school.

"Ms. Niwa said that the pattern of the underwear is ready and she wants me to wear it, but do I really have to wear it for your interview?"

"That's what we agreed on."

"Well..."

In the lingerie design preparation room, Chiaki Hoshino wrapped herself in curtains to hide her body, leaving only her face exposed. She looked like a lingerie bug.

This seemed to be her last resistance, but Niwa Seiko would not allow it.

"I agreed to Qianqiu's conditions, so you have to abide by the agreement and be my model, right?"

"I, I understand..."

Even though she was unwilling in her heart, she couldn't regret it now.

Fortunately, there were only two people at the scene, Niwa Seiko and Ginjo. She was prepared and revealed her body from behind the curtain.

"Wow..."

Let me make it clear here that Chiaki Hoshino is not wearing just underwear at the moment.