Reborn in Tokyo, but my sister is Dai Wei

"Kiss, but not on the upper lip."

Eh?

Hongxia tilted her head in confusion, stopped the mechanical movement of the sponge in her hand, and let the water wash over her hands.

"Although it's a little outrageous, the process is like this..."

Hirasawa Makoto explained the whole story in detail, and used the most blatant hints to explain to Hongxia the method of replenishing magic, and then quietly waited for the girl's reaction.

Sincerity and frankness are the most powerful weapons. Countless misunderstandings and distrust are built on insincere communication and shy cover-ups.

Come to think of it, he felt that since he could achieve such a level of "face-riding output", the tsundere store manager probably still liked him a little bit.

To round it off, the tsundere store manager might also be a member of the harem. Since he is a member of the harem, he can't hide it from Hongxia Mama——

If you don't even have this much frankness and awareness, then why would you want to have a harem?

The sponge in her hand slowly slid down, her ahoge slowly stood up to form an exclamation mark, and the stunned girl's flawless white skin and soft swan neck were gradually stained with bright red blood.

I didn’t expect that the sound of water I heard outside...actually, was that kind of thing!

No wonder my sister came out with red eyes and a satisfied look on her face...

From Hirasawa Makoto's perspective, he could even see the blonde girl's snow-white shoulders and the hazy blush on her delicate collarbone. A little further down, through the collar of her loose home clothes, Hong Xia's small chest wrapped in a pink bra was vaguely visible, and as her breathing became more and more restricted, the rise and fall of her chest became more and more violent.

Is it uncomfortable...

Perhaps it was because of Hirasawa Makoto's frankness and his familiarity with his tsundere sister's personality, although Hongxia felt a little sad, it was not as uncomfortable as she had imagined.

Rather than feeling jealous, the girl was more shocked by her sister's ★suppression——

"This... I'm sorry! I'm sorry for causing you trouble!

I, I told her to find a boyfriend a long time ago, but she didn’t listen at all. Maybe she had been holding it in for too long, so she forced Chengjun in the second half…”

Recalling the frightened expression on Hirasawa Makoto's face when he said "I'm about to drown", Hongxia hurriedly bowed to apologize, but the narrow kitchen obviously couldn't accommodate a 90-degree bow, and the girl headbutted Hirasawa Makoto in the stomach.

Volume 1: Chapter 240: Xingge's Back-Rubbing Service

The headbutt was not held back and hit the stomach hard.

"I'm so sorry!"

Hearing Hirasawa Makoto's sniffling, Hong Xia felt even more apologetic. She quickly wiped her hands clean and rubbed his belly while speaking quickly:

"Makoto, do you want to brush your teeth... No, you need to wash your face too... No, Makoto, why don't you just take a shower at our house before going back? What if you smell like your sister?"

She is indeed the angel of Shimokitazawa who is just like my mom!

Hirasawa Makoto also didn't expect that Hongxia not only didn't show any anger, but also apologized to him.

“Not at all, no weird smell.”

He shook his head, very sure.

The beautiful girl is worthy of being called a beautiful girl, and even an older sister like the store manager Xingge is the same. Not only is her whole body fragrant and soft, but the beauty juice that I have tasted personally also has no strange taste at all.

But Hongxia didn't think so. She just bit her lip, stood on tiptoe and barely got close to Hirasawa Makoto's neck, and sniffed with her delicate nose.

"…There is a smell, but Chengjun can't smell it." Hongxia frowned and took a few steps back with a red face. "Chengjun better take a bath, otherwise your sisters will smell it when you go home."

Dai Wei, don’t worry. If I were to worry… it’s hard to say.

After all, You is a strong man who can infer which girl he had close contact with when he went out from the hair left on his clothes!

Hirasawa Makoto was slightly moved, but still a little hesitant.

"My sister and I won't mind, don't worry, Makoto~"

Hong Xia patted her chest and said confidently.

"Then I'll trouble you, Hongxia!"

……

After changing into Ijichi's father's home clothes and the bathtub heated the water to the right temperature, Hongxia took Hirasawa Makoto to the bathroom of the apartment.

Japan has a certain pursuit of separation of dry and wet areas. Even in the smallest single apartment, a room is generally designated as a bathroom.

"Shower gel, shampoo, and conditioner are on the shelf over there. Put your changed clothes in the dirty clothes basket over here..."

Hongxia pointed around and finally added in a low voice.

"This pond was filled with water yesterday. I hope Cheng Jun doesn't mind~"

It is not economical to refill the bath water every day. Most working-class families in Japan reuse bath water, so bathtubs with built-in heating function came into being.

The same is true for the Hirasawa family. Hirasawa Makoto certainly would not despise it and nodded.

"I don't mind at all. It's okay for a beautiful girl like Hong Xia to drink her bath water directly."

"Eh?!" Hongxia raised her fist, blushed, and punched Hirasawa Makoto's lower back lightly, "Don't learn from Liang and say such weird things!"

“…It’s just my nature.”

Gently pushing him into the bathroom, Hong Xia stuck out her tongue:

"I'm going back to my room to play the electric drums. I might not hear Chengjun calling me with my headphones on. Send me a Line message if you have anything to say."

……

Lying in the bathtub, Ping Ze Cheng felt extremely comfortable. He took a deep breath, and the same fragrant smell of shower gel as Hong Xia and Xing Ge rushed into his nose, as if they were standing next to him.

I seem to have forgotten something...

It seems like it's something you have to do after entering the bathroom when taking a shower at home.

Just then, the subtle sounds of turning a key and rustling slippers came to my ears, followed by the brisk footsteps of a child.

This is much softer than holding an electric guitar!

Xingge put her "daughter" down and let the little girl run to the living room to turn on the TV. The warmth on her face even broke through the world-weary expression she subconsciously put on.

The well-behaved and obedient human cub is simply a treasure sent by God!

No, it wasn't God, it was that guy who summoned me.

After taking a few steps, Xingge suddenly heard a sound coming from the bathroom and raised her eyebrows. She stopped in front of the lighted bathroom.

I didn't expect Hongxia to take a shower so early today.

By the way, regarding the matter of replenishing magic power...it's better to talk to her vaguely.

Thinking of this, Xingge naturally pressed the bathroom door handle, and as expected, it was not locked - which was normal, after all, it didn't matter between sisters.

"Hongxia, there is something I want to tell you..."

The door opened.

Xingge walked a few steps with her head down, subconsciously took off her slippers first, then tiptoed to close the bathroom door to prevent the cold air from entering, and then looked up and met eyes with Ping Ze Cheng who was lying in the bathtub.

The bath water was not a hot spring. The clear, transparent and colorless water could not cover anything. Manager Xingge naturally caught a glimpse of the exaggerated python out of the corner of his eye.

Manager Xingge was not startled as he had just been replenishing his magic in the bedroom about two hours ago.

She didn't scream, nor did she jump up to question. She just pretended to be calm and asked:

"Hongxia asked you to wash it, but the Ijichi family does not accept overnight guests."

Hirasawa Makoto just hugged his knees with his hands, barely covering the python a little:

"I'm not staying overnight. It's because of your face-riding output, Hongxia is afraid that the remaining traces and smells will be discovered."

"Huh? You, you told Hongxia all the details?!"

Hirasawa Makoto nodded: "A gentleman is open and honest."

"You don't have to say anything then!"

Xingge walked quickly to the bathtub, looking down at him, her eyes fixed on him.

"Uh, manager, you don't have to get so close. I'm scared."

Never mind. I have to tell Hong Xia anyway. It’s just a matter of details.

But there is one thing she still cares about.

Manager Xingge took a few deep breaths, glanced to the side with calm eyes, and said casually:

"But the traces and smells aren't so exaggerated that I need to take a shower to get rid of them, right?"

There was indeed no taste, but I almost couldn't breathe and was suffocated by the big drum, and my teeth were drowned by the nectar!

The memory of nearly suffocating and drowning was brought back to him, and Makoto Hirasawa, who was being ridden on the face and rubbed, showed a lingering fear on his face.

"..."

Although Hirasawa Makoto didn't say anything, seeing his unhappy expression, Manager Xingge grabbed his arm and looked up at the ceiling with a guilty look.

I was so excited at that time!

I feel a little sorry for this guy... After all, normally, you should take a shower with shower gel before doing it.

With an apology, the store manager Xingge also decided to give Pingze Cheng some compensation.

"Hey~ You didn't have your back rubbed when you took a shower, did you? I can rub it for you with a towel... It can be considered as a reward for my happiness."

What kind of train of thought is this? It jumps too fast!

It doesn't matter if I get my back rubbed, the key point is that it's almost half past eight. If I delay any longer, I will most likely trigger the CG of the battle at the entrance when I go back.

Hirasawa Makoto shook his head: "I won't bother the manager anymore."

ha?

Manager Xingge thought that Makoto Hirasawa would agree without hesitation, and his mouth opened in disbelief. His eyes fell on the posture of Makoto Hirasawa hugging his knees, and he suddenly understood.

"Hey~" She raised her lips and said with a playful tone, "You're not shy anymore, are you?"

Do you feel embarrassed now?

She didn't seem so shy when I pried her knees apart.

Volume One: Chapter 241: Kill with the door open?

"Not shy—"

Makoto Hirasawa shook his head and simply let go of his hands that were covering his legs.

"Just rubbing the back is still too exciting for a high school boy with a beast hidden in his body and brain."

Not shy?

It's not a wild beast!

Xingge raised her eyebrows. The magicka she gained from facing the opponent in the bedroom gave her enough confidence. So what if it was a big python? It was just something that could be crushed by the older sister!

"...You think I'm scared?"

Already standing in front of the bathtub, looking down at him, she rolled up her sleeves and grabbed Hirasawa Makoto's arm with both hands.

"I'm not being polite when I say I'll wipe your back. Come out now! You've already seen mine, why don't you let me see yours?"

"..."

Why does the store manager look like he drank fake wine?

Xingge laughs and rubs the back.

From the stiff movements, overly heavy force, and the sound of panting after only a few strokes, it can be seen that Manager Xingge has never done back-rubbing service before.

But despite this, looking at the red marks on Hirasawa Makoto's back, Manager Xingge still asked proudly:

"How is it? Is it comfortable?"

It's not comfortable at all, you go out, let Hongxia come instead!

Although Hongxia has never done it, he has enjoyed the enhanced back-rubbing service provided by You, who also has the "mamma attribute".

The force was gentle, and the temperature of the towel was just right. As he rubbed, the towel suddenly turned into the girl's soft skin, followed by a moist and warm wrap, and finally all of it went in...

Without being able to think too much, the python, which had already felt the stimulation and was eager to try, slowly straightened up like a cobra.

Xingge noticed that Ping Zecheng was half squatting in a somewhat strange posture. She blinked in confusion, lowered her head and observed carefully for a moment, then immediately punched his back in embarrassment: