Tokyo: Something's wrong with my label

Chapter 138 Maki, does it hurt here?

Walking on the way home, Aragaki looked at the virtual panel in front of him.

The teaching label [good teacher] has been condensed by him.

Like most other ordinary tags, the effect of the [Mentor] tag is very simple and can improve the wearer's teaching effect.

This is similar to what Aragaki Yasushi had guessed before.

The only difference is that Aragaki Yasushi didn't expect that this educational label would be called [Good Teacher].

Looking at this label, an idea came to Aragaki's mind.

A good mentor and helpful friend.

Now that we have the label of "good teacher", is it possible to condense the label of "beneficial friend" that complements it?

He guessed that the two labels were quite similar.

And if you can collect these two labels, you may be able to combine them into a new label through the ability of synthesis.

[Good mentor and helpful friend].

Mentors and helpful friends refer to good teachers and good friends who can help people.

If this label can be synthesized, it must also be a teaching label.

This can be regarded as the promotion path for teaching labels.

……

Saionji's house.

Saionji House is located in the villa area of ​​Chiyoda District, with a quiet environment and tree-lined surroundings. It is one of the high-end residential areas in Tokyo.

The exterior of the villa is a Western-style building that contrasts sharply with traditional Japanese architecture.

The main structure of the villa is mainly made of stone, with simple and bright lines, giving people a solemn and elegant feeling.

The roof is made of red tiles, which forms a beautiful color contrast with the white walls. The entire building looks particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

Next to the villa, there is a spacious courtyard with a small fountain and several exquisite and unique sculptures, surrounded by dense trees, forming a private space.

"Brother."

Saionji Kazuhiko walked slowly into the courtyard and looked at the young man sitting on a chair not far away.

"What's wrong, Kazuhiko?"

Saionji Tetsuya raised his head and looked at Saionji Kazuhiko with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"I met Aragaki-senpai this afternoon when I was training in the Kendo Club."

"Aragaki?"

Saionji Tetsuya didn't react for a moment, frowning slightly, as if searching for this name in his memory.

"Aragaki Yasushi."

Saionji Kazuhiko said Aragaki Yasushi's name, and then continued to add.

"He is the ace of our kendo club."

"Even the minister and deputy minister are no match for him."

"I had a discussion with Aragaki-senpai today, and he mentioned you to me."

Upon hearing his brother's words, Tetsuya Saionji's eyes clearly flashed with surprise, and he coughed lightly.

"Do I know such a powerful swordsman genius?"

Saionji Tetsuya was a little confused, frowning slightly, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

But soon he remembered the origin of Aragaki Yasushi.

"You said yes, Senior Aragaki."

A look of understanding flashed in Saionji Tetsuya's eyes, and he nodded clearly.

"Senior Aragaki is your brother and I met when we attended Miss Fujiwara's birthday dinner some time ago."

"You didn't go there at that time, otherwise you would have known him long ago."

Saionji Kazuhiko's face was slightly startled.

"The Fujiwara family's dinner?"

"What does Aragaki-senpai do at home?"

"Logically speaking, if I can attend the Fujiwara family's dinner party, I should have met him at other banquets before."

Saionji Tetsuya shook his head: "I don't know about this. I'll just ask someone to check it out later."

"He has a good relationship with Miss Fujiwara. He may have attended the dinner as a friend of Miss Fujiwara."

Xiyuanji thought for a while and expressed his guess.

"But is Aragaki's swordsmanship so good?"

Saionji Toru also raised his eyebrows, obviously having a strong interest in Aragaki Yasushi's strength.

"I remember that your kendo level, Kazuhiko, can be regarded as a leader even in the Yulong Banner kendo competition."

Saionji Tetsuya said slowly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"What was the result of your competition? Who won and who lost?" He then asked, obviously very curious about Aragaki's strength.

"Brother, please don't pry." Saionji Kazuhiko said with a bitter smile, "I have no power to fight back. The whole process was done under the guidance of Aragaki-senpai."

"Hello?"

"Well, he leaves room for every move. His sword moves are sharp but not harmful." Saionji Kazuhiko explained.

"But even so, I deeply understand his mastery of swordsmanship and the huge gap between him and me."

"I see, is he so powerful?"

Saionji Tetsuya took out his mobile phone, found a name, and had an idea in his mind.

……

Aragaki Jing returned home and was slightly startled when he heard slight movement from the kitchen.

He put down his schoolbag, put on his slippers, and walked slowly to the kitchen.

The kitchen door was ajar, and warm light shone through the crack in the door onto the corridor.

Aragaki opened the door gently and found Takehara Maki busy in the kitchen preparing dinner.

She wears simple home clothes, loose and comfortable in style, elegant in color, and made of soft and delicate fabrics.

She wears an apron casually on her body. The pattern of the apron is simple and elegant, echoing her temperament.

The ties of the apron are tied into a beautiful bow behind the back, adding a bit of playfulness and cuteness.

Takehara Maki has a graceful figure with a graceful figure and a slender waist, as soft as a willow leaf. With the ups and downs of her movements, she shows her unique charm. Her hips are round and full, forming a perfect curve with her waist.

Her legs were slender and well-proportioned. She wore black stockings, which added a bit of mature and sexy charm. The stockings fit tightly against her skin and outlined the beautiful lines of her legs.

Her movements are light and smooth, and her fingers are slender and flexible. Whether she is cutting vegetables or peeling, every detail is handled just right.

Under the light of the kitchen, Takehara Maki's figure looked particularly soft.

The halo of light reflected on her face, making her skin look whiter and smoother. When she lowered her head slightly, her neck was slender and elegant, like a noble swan.

Aragaki stood quietly at the door of the kitchen without disturbing her. He watched Takehara Maki skillfully cutting and stir-frying vegetables. Every detail revealed her love and concentration for cooking.

Relying on the power of the blood clan, and Aragaki Jing did not hide it.

Maki Takehara was naturally aware of his arrival.

She raised her head and saw Yasushi Aragaki standing at the door, with a smile on her face: "You're back." Yasushi Aragaki and Maki Takehara stood in the kitchen, so close that they could almost feel each other's breathing.

Yasushi Aragaki approached Takehara Maki, gently put his arm around her waist, and pulled her into his arms. The hug was warm and tight, as if it was merging the two into one.

He stretched out his hand and gently held Takehara Maki's wrist, as if he was carefully teaching her how to chop vegetables.

His fingers gently slid across her skin, causing waves of tingling sensations. Takehara Maki's body trembled slightly. She tried to stay calm, but the panic in her heart could not be concealed.

Aragaki lowered his head slightly, his voice trembling slightly: "Your cooking skills are getting better and better, and you will definitely become an excellent chef in the future."

His words were full of appreciation and encouragement, but also revealed a hint of ambiguity.

Takehara Maki felt his emotions, and a warm current surged in her heart.

She lowered her head shyly, raised the corners of her mouth, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito's chirp, "Thank you, I appreciate it."

Her response, though brief, was full of tenderness and gratitude.

Aragaki's hand continued to slide on her arm, slowly approaching her shoulder. He squeezed her shoulder gently and asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt here?"

His tone was full of concern and tenderness, as if he was caring for a precious treasure.

Maki Takehara shook her head gently, her voice trembling: "It doesn't hurt, just a little sore."

Her body trembled slightly in Aragaki's embrace, as if in response to his tenderness and concern.

Takehara Maki felt an unprecedented sense of security in Aragaki Yasushi's arms. His body temperature was transmitted to her through the clothes, making her feel warm and comfortable.

Her heartbeat gradually synchronized with his, as if the two had become one.

Aragaki gently kneaded her shoulders, and his fingers gently slid across her skin, bringing waves of soothing sensations.

His movements were gentle and powerful, as if they could dispel all her fatigue and discomfort.

The atmosphere in the kitchen became more and more warm, and the distance between the two of them gradually became closer.

Aragaki Yasushi's breath gently brushed against Takehara Maki's ears, making her feel a slight itch.

She shrank her neck unconsciously, but Aragaki Jing did not stop his movements.

He pressed against her body tightly, his hands continuing to roam around her shoulders and neck.

His fingers gently played with her hair, making her heart beat faster.

Takehara Maki felt a feeling that she had never felt before come to her heart. She wanted to resist this temptation, but she did not want to reject Aragaki Yasushi's tenderness.

Their eyes met in the air, as if there was an invisible electric current flowing between them.

Takehara Maki's eyes revealed a hint of shyness and expectation, while Aragaki Yasushi's eyes were full of tenderness and determination.

At this moment, they seemed to be able to hear each other's heartbeats and feel each other's emotions rising.

The kitchen lights cast a soft halo on them, as if adding a touch of romance to this warm and ambiguous moment.

However, at this exciting moment, the mobile phone in Aragaki's pocket suddenly vibrated slightly, breaking the warm atmosphere.

His eyes were stunned for a moment, then fell on the phone.

On the screen, the name "Saionji Tetsuya" flashed, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

Apparently being disinterested by this sudden interruption, Maki Takehara looked at his frowning expression and felt a little displeased with the call.

She tried to hide her emotions and forced a smile on her lips: "Who called?"

Aragaki glanced at his phone and sighed softly: "It's a call from a senior."

Although he and Toru Saionji are not close friends, they only met once at the previous birthday dinner of Mashiro Fujiwara.

However, seeing the call from Tetsuya Saionji at this time, Yasushi Aragaki could guess the reason why Tetsuya Saionji called.

It should have something to do with the discussion with Saionji Kazuhiko this afternoon.

It was probably because Saionji Kazuhiko mentioned him to him, which made Saionji Tetsuya think of him.

Only then did I want to give him a call to say hello, and maybe even invite myself.

When Aragaki let go of Takehara Maki, she felt a sense of loss welling up in her heart.

She turned around and looked at him walking towards the kitchen door with a trace of reluctance in her eyes.

Aragaki Jing stopped and turned around, their eyes met in the air.

He approached her again and placed his hands gently on her shoulders.

His fingers gently slid between her shoulders and neck, causing a burst of itch. Takehara Maki's breathing quickened slightly and her heartbeat accelerated.

Aragaki lowered his head, came close to her ear, and whispered: "Wait for me a moment."

After comforting Takehara Maki, Aragaki Yasushi walked aside and answered the phone.

"Senior Aragaki, are you free on the weekend?" Tetsuya Saionji's gentle voice came over the phone.

"I don't have any plans for the weekend." Aragaki replied, and a thought appeared in his mind.

Are you really going to invite me to get together on the weekend?

"What's wrong with Saionji-senpai?"

"There is a banquet at my house this Saturday night." Saionji Tetsuya enthusiastically invited, "I would like to invite you to the banquet held at my house this weekend."

Aragaki Jing nodded, and it did not exceed his expectations.

As expected, Saionji Tetsuya came to invite him.

Although this weekend, Aragaki Yasu had nothing to do.

However, Aragaki Jing did not agree immediately.

I heard that Aragaki Yasushi on the other side of the phone did not speak.

Saionji Tetsuya was also silent for a moment.

"Junior Aragaki?"

"I'm here."

"Junior, I heard about you from my brother tonight. It turns out that your swordsmanship is so good."

"Senior is so complimentary. It's just a little bit of skill."

Aragaki Jing shook his head and said extremely modestly.

"We can spar in my courtyard during the day on Saturday and exchange sword skills."

Saionji Tetsuya said with a smile.

"This……"

"Didn't I agree last time that I would invite you, junior, to come and see my collection of famous swords? You must come."

Hearing this, Aragaki Jing's eyes flashed with interest.

"Since Senior Saionji invited me, I will definitely be there on the weekend." Yasushi Aragaki agreed without hesitation, but his eyes turned to Takehara Maki who was standing not far away.

Takehara Maki was watching him silently, with expectation shining in his eyes.

Aragaki Jing's heart moved.

"By the way, can I bring my female companion there?"

Saionji Tetsuya was obviously a little surprised by this question, but he quickly regained his composure, with a knowing smile on his lips: "Of course it's no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Aragaki glanced at Takehara Maki and found that she was lowering her head shyly, with a blush on her face.

(End of this chapter)