【Gojo Family Housewife's Daily Life】Comics

In mid-October, maple leaves on the Tokyo University campus began to turn red, and the scent of autumn became stronger.

"The handsome guy who just sent you here is your mysterious husband, right?" Meihui asked slyly.

Lu Qin frowned when she heard this - what does "mysterious" husband mean? It makes it sound like Gojo Satoru is an agent of Mossad or MI6.

"Yes," she replied.

"He's so tall!" Meihui exclaimed, and then sighed: "Hey, Qin-chan... your husband's legs are longer than my life..." Meihui, as a girl who is 156cm tall, felt a little sad.

Today, Lu Qin came to Dongda to get materials, and today happened to be the weekend, so Meihui planned to go out for a walk with Lu Qin.

Then Meihui couldn't help but share the class gossip with Lu Qin, who was going to be away from school for a semester, "You know Iori in our class, Xiaoqin, right?"

"I know, the one who doesn't talk much, Yamaguchi Iori," she said.

At this time, Meihui deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Iori is dating a gigolo and is obsessed with him. She says she is in love, but I feel like the gigolo is just trying to cheat her out of money!"

"What! Cowherd?" Lu Qin was surprised and puzzled.

Aren’t the gigolos a bunch of Shamatte? At least in her past life, Japanese gigolos were a bunch of Shamatte.

"Speak softly...speak softly." Meihui said.

"So I plan to go to that gigolo club and take a look. I've already made inquiries about him - Kazuki Tojo from APITS. I even have a recorder ready." As she spoke, Meihui took out a recorder from her bag.

Awesome! My Meihui! Lu Qin couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.

"Then I'll go with you. I'm not sure if you can go alone. And to be honest, I've never been to a gigolo club," she said.

"No way, Xiaoqin! Many female tourists from China go to the male escort shops in Shinjuku." Meihui was surprised. After all, in her impression, the male escort industry is also a special tourism industry in her country.

"Actually...I'm quite curious too." Lu Qin nodded.

"Then I'll take you to see it?" Meihui said with a sly smile.

Along the way, Meihui kept emphasizing: "We agreed to call the one called Tojo Kazuki. Then I'll turn on the recorder! I must make little Iori wake up!"

She finds it unbelievable that a female college student from a prestigious university is addicted to gigolos. She has already been admitted to the University of Tokyo, so how could she still be cheated by a gigolo? It's a little bit outrageous.

(There really is a gigolo club in Shinjuku. The story of a female college student being obsessed with gigolos is based on a real person.)

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This shop is located in Shinjuku, and it is said to be a well-known gigolo club. But looking at the colorful decoration, Lu Qin felt that his eyes were hit by a critical blow.

"Please come in, both of you!" Before they even entered the door, a "young man" came up to greet them and provided very enthusiastic service.

"I want...um...Dongcheng Yixi, plus the top star in your store." Lu Qin said calmly.

As she spoke, Meihui beside her made faces and tried to push her slightly with her elbow.

After the waiter left, Meihui couldn't help but say, "Xiaoqin! The top brands here are very expensive!"

"Oh, now that I'm here, there must be a reason why it's expensive." (A classic Chinese quote appears: Now that I'm here)

It's a rare trip, so of course I have to choose the best. And Lu Qin is probably just that good.

Even though she has never eaten pork, she has seen pigs run.

She discovered that this gigolo club had a "ranking system". The more money the customers spent on you, the higher your ranking would be, and the higher your ranking would be, the more customers you would get.

A few minutes later, the "Oiran" and Tojo, who was said to be Iori's boyfriend, arrived.

Meihui started chatting with Dongcheng. Lu Qin saw that she had indeed turned on the recorder, and it seemed that this wave was determined to make Iori wake up.

But when she looked at the "Oiran" in front of her, she really had no "desire"... Can I return it? What kind of killing Matt is this! Ah!

Which women are actually paying the bill? Can Japanese women eat better?

"Hello, beautiful lady! It seems that the goddess Venus has been particularly kind to me today, allowing me to have the honor of meeting you. May I know your name?" The courtesan spoke. Her voice was quite pleasant.

"I..." I think people with the surname Lu will be ripped off. After all, the price of alcohol for locals and foreign tourists in this tertiary industry is completely different.

"My last name is Gojo," she replied.

"Oh, it's Miss Gojo."

When Meihui heard this, she couldn't help but turn around and winked at Lu Qin, teasing, "It must be Madam Gojo."

"Oh, so you're married. You look so young, I can't tell..." (blah blah blah blah...)

Help! She was so embarrassed that her toes touched the ground.

An hour later, she had finished the three bottles of champagne she ordered - in a shop like this, finishing a drink with a gigolo meant the time for companionship was up.

After leaving the house, she asked Meihui: "Is the recording done? Is there any problem? I am risking my life to accompany you today."

"Huh? I thought you were having a great time chatting with that top star?" Meihui said with a grin.

Well, she admitted that it was awkward at first, but they did have a lot of fun chatting afterwards. I have to say that he is worthy of being the top star. He is very good at talking, and his subtle flattery can easily make girls feel ecstatic. (1)

"I'm back to school. Xiaoqin, are you ready to go home soon?" Meihui asked her.

"No, I'll take a taxi to Ginza right away. I've made an appointment with Wu-kun to have dinner at a newly opened restaurant in Ginza today, and we'll stay at an apartment in Ginza tonight," she said.

"Oh, it's so good to be rich, you can have houses everywhere." Meihui sighed. She was indeed a poor single dog who couldn't understand rich women.

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At the same time, Gojo Satoru's cell phone suddenly beeped. He checked and saw that it was a deduction from his bank card—500 million yen (2).

Where is the consumption going…APITS?

what store is this?

"apits"... "Application Interfaces".

Gojo Satoru was confused...why was the name of this store so strange?

PS:

(1) The story here about a female college student from a prestigious university being obsessed with a gigolo is based on a real case.

To be honest, Japan's gigolo culture is really disgusting. To put it nicely, these people can coax people and make others willingly pay money. To put it bluntly, they are just pua customers. They are nice to you at first, and then let you spend small amounts and gradually spend large amounts. Many customers may just play around at first, or just want to find someone to talk to (after all, Japanese society is also stressful), but they fall into the trap step by step. First, money, then body, and finally mental dependence. Once there is no value to be used, they will immediately alienate. No matter how I look at it, I really think it is pua, to put it bluntly, it is mental domination.

In short, the customers are the ATMs for gigolos. They sell sex and emotional value, but this emotional value is very similar to drugs.

(2) The heroine went to school in a hurry that morning and took the wrong bank card. She didn’t take her own card, but the card that Gojo Satoru gave her. So this card was linked to Satoru’s mobile phone.

According to the exchange rate in 16, 500 million yen is nearly 80 RMB. In fact, it is not a big deal. For Gojo Satoru, it is just the price of a few clothes.

What's wrong with spending this little money to make my wife smile?

This number is not an exaggeration. In real life, the top gigolos in Tokyo, Japan can really earn that much. For example, Hitoshi Shirosaki previously made an annual salary of 2 million yen (nearly 1100 million yuan) after tax. Sometimes it can even reach 7 or 8 million. It is not surprising to earn so much from one big business.

One year's income is enough to buy many "You are my only sister", and if you work harder, you can even buy Xiaohui. There is even a record of 3 million yen in 3 hours (equivalent to 150 million yuan in three hours), which is more than the 208 million earned by Shuangzi in the domestic entertainment industry (after all, 208 million is 208 a day, and they make 150 in three hours).

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This is Ginza, the financial and commercial center of Tokyo, one of the most materialistic places in Tokyo.

The streets of Ginza are decorated with lights at night and are particularly beautiful. Neon lights, street lights, and store sign lights complement each other, creating a dazzling night scene.

The hot scene in the luxury apartment in Ginza matches the night view very well.

Lu Qin looked at the woman in the mirror and felt that she was very strange. Was this what she looked like in Wu's eyes?

In the mirror, her slender shoulders trembled slightly, and her straight black long hair covered half of her body.

A narrow, flat waist connected to a round, perky butt, and below that were a pair of long, well-proportioned legs. Her bare feet stepped off the slightly cool floor tiles.

"....Understand..." Lu Qin chose to close her eyes. After the darkness enveloped her, she could feel her husband's breath behind her more and more.

"Where did Xiaoqin go this afternoon?" he asked softly.

A moment of guilty conscience made Lu Qin's hair stand on end. "No... I didn't go anywhere. I just wandered around Shinjuku with Meihui."

"I see." Gojo Satoru said, looking up at his wife in the mirror with an expression she couldn't understand.

"Understanding..."

"Do you love me? Do you love me, (Xiaoqin) Qin-chi"n?"

"Love you....I love you, Satoru....I love you."

Hearing the answer he wanted, he smiled slightly, "Then Xiaoqin should always love me."

PS: No way, Wu, do you believe everything a woman says at this time?