man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 276 [275] Lucky Knee Pillow

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Shiina Iori's palm still maintained the gesture of caressing the girl's face, and the fingertips slowly moved along the smooth and tender skin until they brushed the temple hair and touched the round and full earlobes.

There was a little helplessness in the voice: "If you are so stubborn, I will be very troubled."

"fortunate."

"That's better than being thrown away by you."

Yuki Terashima's voice was dry, and seemed to be filled with aggrieved resentment.

But looking at the cold face that has always maintained a calm expression, there is not much emotion that can be detected.

The contrast between the expression and the voice made people feel a little uncertain about the girl's current mood for a while.

While speaking, the girl tightly grabbed Shiina Iori's sleeve with her fingertips, but she didn't seem to dare to use any force, for fear that he would respond with the slightest tendency to refuse.

It's just so cautious and timidly involved.

Just like she stood in the corner countless times.

Seeing Yuki Terashima's awkward and stubborn appearance, Shiina Iori used some amusing force with her fingertips to pick up the flesh on her small face, distorting that cold and plain expression a bit.

But Xing didn't seem to respond, and even because of this slightly intimate gesture, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

It looks like this sister Yu is easy to bully.

"Cough cough."

Just as the two were flirting silently in the stairwell, they heard two muffled coughs from behind.

Shiina Iori was so frightened that her whole body trembled, thinking that it was the father who was the daughter who came over.

When she turned her head, she realized that she was a slender figure, her whole body was wrapped in a kimono with azure blue orchid pattern, her long hair was tied in a bun behind her head, and her delicate face with light makeup still remained charming.

She was a beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties.

"Mrs. Komatsu."

Seeing the visitor, Yuki Terashima greeted him softly, without any embarrassment in his tone.

"Miss Lucky."

The beautiful woman known as Mrs. Komatsu glanced at Shiina Iori who was on the side, her posture was respectful, but her tone was not very polite and whispered a lesson: "Don't let the master see you like this."

"Otherwise he's going to lose his temper with me."

Yuki Terashima nodded not very concerned: "We will go back to the room in a while."

"It's good that you have a sense of proportion."

Mrs. Komatsu agreed in a very low tone, and walked to the other side of the corridor without looking back.

Seeing her walking away, Terashima took Shiina Iori to her room.

"Who is that Mrs. Komatsu?"

Shiina Iori watched the beautiful woman walk away slowly, and was a little curious about these modern "Japanese feudal families".

Different from the earth-shaking state of the previous life, modern Japan has basically maintained the state of the entire upper class in Japan at the end of the Shogunate due to the series of evolutions in the modern era of "nobility-Chinese-chaebol politicians".

If you observe carefully, you can find that the upper class in Japan, whether they are politicians or big businessmen, basically have a highly close blood relationship.

This is also one of the reasons why Terashima Keigo finally entered the upper class through continuous marriage.

And these people not only have a strict sense of class hierarchy on the surface, but even the internal rules have not changed much.

"She was one of my father's former lovers when she was a secretary."

Yuki Terashima's voice was flat, and he didn't seem to think there was any problem: "Later, because I made some contributions to the family's property network, I officially received it from the family."

"Now I'm a housekeeper at home. When I was brought back by my father, I used to be my etiquette guide."

Shiina Iori listened, and seemed to understand a little bit.

——Probably equivalent to going from a shameful wild flower to a little aunt?

and many more?

Do things like three wives and four concubines happen so often in such big families?

Shiina Iori perceives the key element.

Yuki Terashima obviously didn't have Nagisa-chan's ability to read minds when meeting each other, and didn't notice Shiina Iori's thoughts.

The wooden stairs under his feet creaked slightly, leading him from the first floor to the third floor.

The second house on the corner of the third floor is Yuki Terashima's bedroom in this 'home'.

However, the layout of the room is not the girl's boudoir that Shiina Iori imagined.

As soon as I opened the paper door, I saw that more than half of the space in the nearly [-]-square-meter room was divided. One side was the living area, and the other side clearly placed all kinds of sandbags, barbells, iron dolls, A series of facilities such as Russian support, rock climbing frame and so on.

On the other hand, the living area on the other side is simply furnished, except for tables, beds, chairs, and shelves, there is almost no extra furniture.

At the same time, because Yuki Terashima has now moved out to live independently, there are almost no objects on the few pieces of furniture, most of which are books and utensils used in high school.

Seemingly noticing Shiina Iori's gaze, Yuki Terashima explained softly: "I have lived in the previous house by myself since I went to university."

"Only when I was in high school, I lived here for three years."

In the middle of speaking, Yuki Terashima's voice paused, turning his face away as if he didn't care and said:

"A little disappointed with this kind of room?"

After all, it really doesn't look like a girl's room.

"No."

Shiina Iori walked around the training area, and said with some novelty: "It always feels like the training room that every boy dreamed of when he was a child!"

Which boy didn't imagine that there was a high-end training room like a secret base in his home or basement when he was a child?
It seems that with such a room, I can become a superman of the superman who cuts bullets and cracks the deck with his fists.

Fortunately, Terashima heard the words, and glanced sideways at Shiina Iori.

Can such words be regarded as consolation?

Shiina Iori didn't notice Xing's gaze, and stepped forward to gently caress the arc-shaped dent on the iron doll's body.

"Also, fortunately, you must have done a lot of hard work when you were training, right?"

"This kind of dent can be seen at a glance, just like the monks in the Duolin Temple, which can only leave traces of hard work after years of beating."

Terashima Xing heard this, with a strange expression on his face.

The voice explained calmly: "No, it was typed when I came back last month."

"???"

Shiina Iori turned to look at her suspiciously.

When he was looking at Xing's memory, because the span was too long, he basically only paid attention to those parts related to himself.The rest are basically passing by.

Many details are not particularly clear.

Besides, there is a character like Newton in the textbooks of this world.

How could a human bone dent a solid iron man.

Are you a hydraulic press?

Shiina Iori looked at Xing, although she didn't think she was the kind of person who likes to brag, but she still couldn't help but tactfully said: "This kind of thing should not be too bad."

Before Shiina Iori could finish speaking, he saw the toes in the socks under his feet suddenly tapped to the ground, his seemingly slender legs burst into tension in an instant, and the strength under his feet jumped up like a dragon, passing along layers of his waist and back.

In the next moment, the shoulder and elbow pushed the seemingly slender forearm extremely smoothly and punched out.

In the middle of the iron puppet's abdomen.

"Boom!"

There was an almost overlapping sound of metal vibrations in the ear, which made the eardrums buzz, making people feel a little confused for a while.

When Shiina Iori came to his senses, he saw a deep dent on Iron Man's lower abdomen with the fist as the center, sunken in almost half a fist deep, and the surrounding iron blocks were also sunken inwards along with the blow.

After Terashima Yuki punched this punch, he turned to look at him as if he wanted to prove something.

I didn't lie to you.

That's probably the meaning written in the girl's eyes.

Shiina Iori swallowed hard, looking at Tie Puppet's almost bent back.

Is this something humans can do?

"As long as you practice enough, you can basically do it." As if seeing through Shiina Iori's question, Terashima Yuki explained in a low voice.

Shiina Iori stretched out her hand, tentatively, and touched Terashima Yuki's soft and tender little hand.

The right hand that hit Iron Man just now was slightly red.

But it soon returned to its usual whiteness.

Terashima fortunately didn't resist, just put both hands in his palms, and let him rub it like touching some toy.

But no matter how much Shiina Iori kneaded, the girl's little hands felt no different from Maki's, at most the muscles were a little tight and elastic.

Yuki Terashima looked at his cautious movements, the corners of his lips were slightly drawn, with a hint of a smile that ordinary people could hardly detect.

Seems to enjoy the close contact.

After touching it for a while, I checked the differences carefully at first, but later on I didn't know what I was doing.

After waiting for a while, Shiina Iori suddenly realized: "During your karate competition, no one was killed, right?"

"how come?"

Yuki Terashima was rather puzzled: "The ones who can be referees in that kind of competition are all old veterans."

Shiina Iori choked when she heard the words.

In other words, if there were no strong referees watching, life and death would be uncertain, right?
"Iori wants to learn?"

In Terashima Yuki's peaceful gaze, a bright light flickered rarely.

"I can teach you."

"No, I'll let it go."

Shiina Iori chose to refuse.

God knows what kind of devil training Xing has experienced.

His life was not long in the first place, but he didn't want to spend a few more years because of "Xing's teaching".

So, after a little understanding, Shiina Iori chose to retreat bravely, went to the bed and sat down.

Yuki Terashima went over and broke the iron puppet with a slightly shifted center of gravity, and folded it into a shape that could basically stand still in place.

As soon as he sat down, he saw a light pink object like a comb in his hand.

But when I picked it up and looked at it, I found that there was a blade inside.

"Have you ever practiced daggers?"

Shiina Iori raised her head and looked at Yuki Terashima with even more surprised eyes.

This is really versatile enough.

"No."

Yuki Terashima glanced at him: "That's for eyebrow trimming."

"Eyebrow?"

Hearing this, Shiina Iori noticed Yuki Terashima's pair of beautiful eyebrows that seemed to be slender and neat, with neat and clean corners.

Even without too much modification with a thrush pencil, it looks like a full sense of heroism.

Nicely done.

Yuki Terashima said, turned his head, and looked at Shiina Iori's face seriously.

"I, I don't need it, do I?"

Shiina Iori looked at the obviously too sharp blade in his hand, and then looked at the iron puppet not far away who had just received the second punch, and couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive for a while.

"Try it!"

Yuki Terashima didn't seem to give up, and his little butt, which was still some distance away from Shiina Iori just now, moved in his direction.

The tone was full of eagerness and anticipation.

"I'm not very good at makeup."

"Only in this respect is it smooth."

Shiina Iori was still a little skeptical: "Is it really all right?"

"Hmm~"

Yuki Terashima's voice raised slightly.

It seems very happy.

While talking, she put her legs together on the bed, knelt down in front of Shiina Iori, took out a few wet wipes and papers from the bed next to her, and then patted her plump and round legs towards him.

"Lie here."

Said in the mouth, Yuki Terashima untied the loose ponytail with great motivation, with a rubber band in his mouth, gathered the long hair behind the ears with both hands, and tied the long hair under the corners of the temples tightly.

Shiina Iori looked at her hesitantly, but in the end, for the sake of those beautiful eyebrows, she chose to be obedient and obediently lay flat on Xing's lap.

As the evening approached, the setting sun streamed into the room through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, elongating the girl's soft back, and the originally cold and gentle side face was also covered with a faint red fluorescent light.

In the gap between light and shadow, it seems to be able to see the gleam in the girl's eyes when she bowed her head.

Obviously there is no expression on his face, but people can feel Xing's fiery temperature through those eyes.

For a moment, Shiina Iori's eyes were a little lost.

But fortunately, he was already engrossed.

First, he used the eyebrow pencil to mark out the position, and then the eyebrow trimmer in his hand slowly and steadily slid across the edge of his eyebrows, making a very slight rustling sound, like the autumn wind sweeping over fallen leaves.

Shiina Iori stared at the girl intently.

The blade, which was obviously terrified at first, seemed to be gradually ignored.

The full long legs under the pillow on the back of the head are warm and soft to the touch, and you can vaguely smell the very slight orchid fragrance on Xing's body.

Not sure if it was the laundry detergent smell or the shampoo.

Or is it deodorant?
Shiina Iori was thinking nonchalantly.

But Xing's movements are always so stable and powerful, Shiina Iori can feel the shape of the eyebrows being changed little by little.

When Yuki Terashima danced between Shiina Iori's forehead with a slender blade, his heart gradually became the shape of Yuki.

Until the last wipe with a wet towel, the last brow tip is also finished.

But Shiina Iori didn't seem to have the intention to get up, she just lay quietly in Terashima Yuki's gentle embrace like a lover.

Lucky just looked at him quietly.

From dusk to evening.

"fortunate."

"if."

Shiina Iori looked at her for a long time, as if she had finally made up her mind.

However, before he could speak, Mrs. Komatsu's respectful calling came from outside the door:

"Miss Xing, the master told you to go eat."

"what happened?"

Yuki Terashima ignored the meaning outside, but gently stroked Shiina Iori's hair, and asked in a calm voice.

".fine."

Shiina Iori smiled and did not continue.

He got up from Yuki Terashima with a look of nostalgia.

"Let's go eat first."

After a family dinner under the care of a certain daughter-in-law father, Yuki Terajima drove Shiina Iori all the way back to Fuminoki's apartment.

Unknowingly, the atmosphere between the two has become somewhat subtle.

However, they did not pierce this thin film in an unusual and tacit agreement.

Something has changed from this night.

Shiina Iori looked at the back of Yuki Terashima driving away in that car, and there was a slight change in her heart.

Just as he was thinking, his phone vibrated slightly.

【Sinon: [Little Rabbit Cake.jpg]】

【Shinon: Dangdang~】

[Shino: It's all your fault for not coming, I ate all the dim sum by myself~! [Little fox eats cake.jpg]]

Shiina Iori stared blankly at the picture sent out on the screen, her fingertips holding the phone were slightly clenched, faintly white.

Looking at the screen, I don't know what to think.

[Sinon: Hey, hey!What does unreadable mean? 】

[Shino: Teach me to respect my seniors! [Little fox knocks head.jpg]]

It wasn't until seeing these two new messages that popped up that Shiina Iori grinned with some difficulty, her mind seemed to twitch, and she subconsciously sent out one.

[Shiina Iori: Sorry. 】

[Shinon:? ? ? 】

【Shinon: Did you do something to apologize to me again? 】

[Shiina Iori: No. 】

【Shinon: So suspicious~! 】

[Shiina Iori: I will definitely go to help you look at the store tomorrow, but I can't go today, I'm really sorry. 】

【Shinon: This is almost √】

After seeing Sinon's message, Shiina Iori seemed to finally heave a sigh of relief.

He squeezed the bridge of his nose hard.

Stride back in the direction of the apartment.

　This is the fourth update.

　　I will make up the rest of the balance tomorrow.

　　Owing more (1/2)

　　Set up a broken bowl.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)