Tokyo: Starting with a fake boyfriend

"Grab my arm and pretend to ask me to stay." Just then, Shiratori Osamu spoke up.

"Okay." After the standoff just now, Yamabuki Minami had already figured it out.

While Shiratori-san's academic performance was indeed inferior to hers, she was more experienced and intelligent in dealing with people.

"Shake me, shake your whole body, pretend to be cute and coax me to be happy." Shiratori glanced into the distance out of the corner of his eye, reached out and pressed the elevator button, still making up a story.

"Mmm." Minami Yamabuki was a little embarrassed, but she still obediently followed his instructions step by step.

Although she had no dating experience, she had watched TV dramas and knew how girls should act when they were being affectionate with their boyfriends.

“Your dad is coming after you. He's a bit difficult, so a fixed script is easy to fall apart. We'll have to improvise from here on out. Also, you need to make sure you argue with him loudly so you can attract your mom to come and save the day.”

To prevent her from losing her composure again, Shiratori gave her some points to note.

Soon, Yamabuki Tomoya, who had successfully calmed his wife down at home, caught up with her, looking displeased.

On his way back, he saw what his daughter was doing: she was actually pleading and begging for mercy!

"Xiao Nan, Mom is very worried about you. Come home with Dad."

Tomoya Yamabuki's expression was grim, but he managed to control his anger and spoke as gently as possible.

"Dad, can you go home first? I want to talk to Xiujun."

Minami Yamabuki clung to Osamu Shiratori's arm, refusing to let go, and gently shook her head as she pleaded.

"Honey, you and your dad seem to have a lot to talk about, I'll be going now."

Before they could continue arguing, Shiratori Osamu spoke up.

baby?

Upon hearing this, Tomoya Yamabuki's expression darkened once again.

In such a short time, they've made up? How come?

"Are you leaving? But where are you staying tonight?" By improvising without having to consider the original script, Minami Yamabuki found it easier to continue the conversation.

"cybercafe."

"That won't do!"

Upon hearing this, Tomoya Yamabuki's eyelids twitched.

Judging from this conversation, if he's not mistaken, it seems the daughter intends to stay at her father's house for a few days with her blond boyfriend.

"Xiao Nan, come home with me!"

Once he fully understood the content of their conversation, Tomoya Yamabuki exploded on the spot. He no longer cared about the appeasement policy and grabbed Minami Yamabuki's arm, intending to forcibly take her home.

"Dad, you're hurting me."

Minami Yamabuki was in real pain from his furious tug, but she still clung tightly to Osamu Shiratori's arm.

"Sweetie, go home with your dad first."

Just then, Shiratori Osamu spoke, reaching out and pressing on Yamabuki Minami's hand, trying to break free.

"you shut up!"

Yamabuki Tomoya, who originally didn't want to argue with him and just wanted to coax his daughter, was instantly enraged when he heard his tone.

What does "乖" mean? And what does "go home first" mean? Does it mean you want to come to his house again later?

That little rascal, he really hasn't given up on his wicked intentions!

Because the argument was so loud, Yamabuki, who had been coaxed to wait in the entryway, noticed the commotion and couldn't stand still any longer. She ran over in her slippers.

"Honey, what are you doing? Didn't you hear Xiao Nan crying in pain?"

Yamabuki was really angry. She didn't understand what was wrong with her husband. She came up to him, grabbed his hand, and punched his arm.

"Honey, what brings you here?"

Yamabuki Tomoya, who was already overwhelmed by his daughter's obsession with romance, felt as if the sky had fallen when he saw his wife running over.

One problem after another, this is just too troublesome.

"Mom, it hurts so much."

Upon discovering that her mother had indeed come to the rescue, Minami Yamabuki seized the opportunity to complain.

"Let go of me!"

Hearing her beloved daughter's words, Yamabuki's heart broke. Instead of hitting and pulling with her hands, she grabbed her husband's arm and twisted it.

"It hurts, it hurts, I'll let go, I'll let go."

Realizing she was genuinely angry, Tomoya Yamabuki had no choice but to let go.

"Xiao Nan, are you alright?" Finally freed from their tug-of-war, Shan Chuixue quickly pulled her beloved daughter's arm to check, her heart aching with concern. "It's all red."

Because she was pampered from a young age and never had to do any housework, Minami Yamabuki has very delicate and fair skin.

My arm was grabbed tightly twice, and I couldn't shake it off at all. My arm was covered in red marks.

Seeing this, Tomoya Yamabuki came to his senses and couldn't help but feel guilty.

"I'm fine..." Hearing her mother's gentle voice, Yamabuki Minami shook her head slightly, not wanting her to worry too much. Then, she seized the opportunity to pull the man beside her and formally introduce him, "By the way, Mom, this is my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?"

Upon hearing this introduction, Yamabuki rested her chin on her hand and looked up at the tall boy, unsure of what to do.

"Hello, Mrs. Yamabuki, my name is Osamu Shiratori, nice to meet you."

Meeting her gaze, Shiratori Osamu smiled politely.

Chapter 9 The righteous are one foot high, the evil are ten feet high

Politeness and a smile always leave a good impression.

"Shiratori-kun, please take good care of me."

Yamabuki, who was still struggling with how to treat him, couldn't help but feel a sense of goodwill towards him when she saw how sensible he was, and nodded and bowed slightly to him.

So it seems the child isn't as bad as her husband described.

"..."

After exchanging greetings, Shiratori Osamu's gaze fell on her face, and he remained silent.

Although he didn't know Mrs. Yamabuki's actual age, she was still beautiful and fair-skinned, probably due to proper maintenance, and looked to be around thirty years old.

Her thick, shiny, long, straight black hair was styled into a high bun with a shark clip, revealing her slender neck and sexy collarbone. Her curvaceous figure was covered by a purple lace mini dress, making her look gentle and dignified.

A few stray strands of hair clung to her delicate, mature oval face. Her almond-shaped eyes, clear and bright, were slightly red at the corners, as if she had just been crying, giving her a broken look.

Beneath the skirt, her beautiful legs were as smooth as cream, long and slender, and her delicate feet were clad in women's slippers, giving her a very homey look.

"Shiratori-kun, is there something on my face?"

Stared at by him without saying a word, Yamabuki panicked.

She rushed out to check the situation and didn't even have time to look in the mirror. Could it be that she didn't wipe away her tears?

"There's nothing on your face..." Faced with this question, Shiratori Osamu touched the back of his neck with a little shyness. "I'm sorry, it's because you're so beautiful that I accidentally got me mesmerized."

"What do you mean by beautiful... Auntie is almost forty years old."

Yamabuki thought she was going to embarrass herself, but she didn't expect it to be like this. She blushed deeply, and her fair neck turned red.

Although her neighbors and relatives often praised her beauty, which she was used to, being praised like this by her daughter's boyfriend was truly unexpected and made her inexplicably happy.

Most importantly, what this innocent young man said didn't seem like a lie, after all, he had been completely stunned just now.

"???"

Seeing this, Yamabuki Minami was shocked and turned to look at the person next to her.

This was an unplanned development; according to the original plan, Shiratori-san was also meant to make her mother dislike her.

Is it just improvisation? Or is Shiratori-san actually a homebody? Does she just like women like her mother?

"What are you looking at? Don't look! Get out of here!"

At the same time, Yamabuki Tomoya, who had finally managed to calm down, suddenly became impulsive.

He got so engrossed in watching? This scoundrel definitely has designs on his wife!

What infuriated him even more was that his wife actually blushed! What a joke!

"Honey, what are you doing? You're making so much noise, what if the neighbors hear us?"

Yamabuki was rather thin-skinned, and seeing her husband's furious outburst, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed, so she quickly grabbed his arm.

"Honey, why are you taking his side? Are you trying to side with him?"

Just as Yamabuki Tomoya was about to explode, he heard these words and turned around in disbelief, his whole face turning red.

Having known each other for so many years, my wife has always been very obedient to me in front of others because she is well-educated, reasonable and gentle. Even if we have different opinions or she thinks I am wrong, she will not say it in public, but will wait until before going to bed to talk about it.

That's how it should have been, but my wife has changed.

“I’m not on his side, I just think your voice is too loud, that’s not good.”

Yamabuki was taken aback by his angry gaze and quickly shook her head and waved her hands in denial.

"Ding!"

Just then, the elevator that had been pressed arrived with a crisp sound.

"Mrs. Yamabuki, Uncle Yamabuki doesn't seem to be very welcoming to me. I'll have to go now, and I'll visit you again when I have the chance."

As the elevator doors opened wide, Shiratori Osamu spoke up sensibly.

After saying that, he started walking into the elevator.

"No, Xiu Jun, don't go."

Seeing this, although Yamabuki Minami couldn't figure out what Shiratori Osamu was thinking, she still took action and hugged his arm tightly.

"Xiao Nan, let go!"

Tomoya Yamabuki looked extremely grim. He desperately needed Osamu Shiratori to leave so he could take his wife and daughter home for a proper meeting.

He had seen Shiratori's reaction just now; this thug thought his wife was very beautiful.

This is no longer as simple as his daughter being deceived by a bad man. If we don't find a way to break them up, he won't be able to go to work with peace of mind.

“Honey, do you really need to kick him out? I think Shiratori-kun is quite sensible, not like a bad kid.”

Without comparison, there is no good or bad. When Yamabuki saw this scene, she thought her husband had gone too far.

Shiratori Osamu is a very polite and understanding child. He clearly didn't want to put her in a difficult position, which is why he wanted to leave.

"It's necessary, absolutely necessary!"

Seeing that she was speaking up for his thorn in the side again, Yamabuki Tomoya couldn't calm down at all and almost roared.

"husband……"

Seeing his ferocious and furious expression, Shan Chuixue trembled in fright and withdrew her hand that was holding his arm.

Having known each other for over twenty years, this was the first time she had seen her husband like this, making her feel very unfamiliar and scared.

"Mrs. Yamabuki, please stop speaking up for me. I don't want your marriage to break down because of me."

As they began arguing, Shiratori Osamu felt guilty and spoke up.

"Shiratori-kun..."

Yamabuki, who was still afraid, felt grateful upon hearing his considerate words.

"Shut up!"

Seeing that this brat was still spouting disgusting and nauseating words with feigned sincerity, Yamabuki Satoshi didn't care about anything else and took a few steps forward to forcibly drive him away.

As he pushed Shiratori into the elevator, he reached out to pull his daughter's hand, trying to forcibly separate them.

However, before he could grab his daughter, Minami Yamabuki suddenly moved and went straight into the elevator with its doors wide open.

"?"

When he grabbed at empty air, Yamabuki Tomoya was stunned.