My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

Chapter 148 Who is the pervert?

A strange flowing sound sounded in the dark corridor, and a slight drop fell on the stairs.

Accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood squirming, Yachiyo Yayoi showed up after a while and straightened her somewhat messy hair.

After having a massage service for my brain, the trance has gradually dissipated.

Leaning against the wall, Yachiyo Yayoi still had some red blood on her fingertips.

I feel like I just had a dream, dreaming about things that happened a long time ago.

Yachiyo Yayoi's memory is like a reservoir that has been full for a long time, constantly overflowing.

Relatively unimportant and more distant things will slowly overflow and be forgotten by her.

But just now she had a feeling of recalling something long ago, as if dead memories suddenly came to her.

But after waking up, only the feeling remained, and I couldn't remember anything about the dream.

"Maybe there were too many deaths in the past two days."

After muttering, Yachiyo Yayoi wiped her hands clean and turned back to the study.

As soon as she entered the room, she subconsciously frowned.

It's not that he has any grudge against Aitaniti and Tamaki Hikari's cuddling behavior, but rather a feeling of unhappiness that he can't explain.

Out of this unhappy mentality, Yachiyo Yayoi couldn't help but say something.

"Please don't flirt here and pay attention to the occasion and environment."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just translating for him, this gesture."

Aitaniti, who was sitting on Tamaki Hikaru's lap, twisted her waist and showed a smile.

"It's just for convenience. After all, there is only one place in front of the desk."

The tea smelled like tea. From the last time they met, Yachiyo Yayoi felt that this girl was somewhat familiar.

I just thought that since I couldn't leave any memory, it was probably an insignificant role, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

Now, I feel a little bit unhappy, and it always feels like her eyebrows are always full of provocation.

"Translate? What can you translate?"

Yachiyo Yayoi casually opened a manuscript. She couldn't understand what was written on it. It was just the ravings of a madman.

What is the structure of the world, the spiritual elements of spiritual practice, and other messy things.

"It may be a bit complicated for you, but for me, it's very simple."

Aitaniti raised the paper in her hand and raised the corners of her mouth.

"Or do I need to change my tone and appearance before you can remember who I am? Is that pendant still usable?"

Her voice became a little hoarse and dull, and the slightly raised shadow revealed that she had had brief contact with Yachiyo Yayoi.

Yachiyo Yayoi was a little dazed, and it took her a while to find the figure who sold her the pendant from the edge of her memory.

"You are that weird pervert?"

"abnormal?"

Tamaki Hikaru, who originally didn't want to get involved in the fight between these women, suddenly spoke up and was attracted by these two words.

"We are obviously doing serious business, why don't you just talk nonsense?"

Aitaniti's smile fell and she said quickly.

"Trading is quite serious, but you are quite perverted. If I hadn't known you were a woman, I would have suspected you were some kind of idiot."

Yachiyo Yayoi shook her head. At that time, she thought she was going to pay with some of her old things, but in the end she only wanted some of her other things.

Forgetting the tears, picking her body scent was a request she had never heard in her life. It was simply perverted.

Tamaki Hikaru's eyes were strange, wandering back and forth between the two of them.

Aitaniti's words indeed sound like a stalker and a madwoman, but are there any other perverted things about her that I don't know about?

It is not easy to make Yachiyo Yayoi, who treats r18g as a daily routine, call her abnormal.

Faced with Tamaki Hikari's eyes, Aitaniti became a little anxious.

She can be considered a pervert, but she can only be a pervert towards Tamaki Hikari, but she cannot be misunderstood as someone who is also a pervert towards other people.

Her whole heart was completely focused on Tamaki Hikari, so she was dedicated and sincere. She bought Mermaid's body fragrance just for Tamaki Hikaru.

Without the mermaid's body fragrance, how could she have quickly approached Tamaki Hikaru in the first place?

"Mr. Tamaki, don't get me wrong. Is it a perverted thing to get milk from cows? I'm just collecting some ingredients for the potion."

Aitaniti tried to explain, but Yachiyo Yayoi raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know if you think it's perverted, but as a cow, I think it's perverted and I feel insulted."

Damn stinky cow! I'm just using a metaphor. What are you trying to do by using this topic? !

Aitaniti glanced at Yachiyo Yayoi hatefully, focusing on a certain part in particular.

A momentary slip of the tongue resulted in her losing the verbal confrontation.

Since she failed on this topic, she quickly changed the topic. Aitaniti did not mention the matter and just raised the manuscript in her hand.

"Now, do you still have any objections to my translation of these manuscripts? Huh?"

This Yachiyo Yayoi really has nothing to say. The other party is a witch, and probably no one knows more about these magical things than she does.

Seeing that the verbal attacks between the two people seemed to have stopped for a while, Tamaki Hikari spoke up to smooth things over.

He flicked Aitaniti's forehead with his finger and said with a hint of attacking her momentum.

"So proud? Why can't you explain the contents of the Dao Zang Buddhist Sutra? It's just half-assed."

The way of balance, hidden in all things, is that both of them have to suffer a little, and oneself is slightly skewed in the middle, in order to balance the mood of the two.

Besides, what he said was true. The little witch Aitaniti did have a lot of research into mysticism, but only in the West.

There are also many things from Buddhism, Taoism, and Yin-Yang witchcraft theory integrated into the manuscript. These are not things that she can translate and explain.

"Hey, most of these things are meaningless. They can only be understood as hobbies."

To save herself, Aitaniti used her professionalism as a witch to deny the contents of these manuscripts.

"Really? Isn't there any merit in this?"

Tamaki Hikari had anticipated this and took this opportunity to learn more about Aitaniti.

"Well, it's quite adequate as a basic enlightenment book, but it's still far from the level of magic."

Aitaniti pursed her lips.

"If Tamaki-kun really wants to learn magic, it would be most convenient for him to ask me."

"Then can I beg you now?"

"If you can't feel sincerity, no, no, no."

The question circled around again. This witch seemed to have her own standards of judgment. Just saying love in words would not satisfy her.

"Then I'd better lay the foundation first and try the stupid bird's method."

No matter what Aitaniti said, the owner of these manuscripts did finally produce results.

No matter whether it is a short or long journey, as long as you reach the end in the end, it is a valuable path. Tamaki Hikaru is not impatient, he can slowly understand these things.

"So you knew she was a witch and still got involved with her? It seems that after what happened to the vampire, you became more and more courageous."

Yachiyo Yayoi couldn't help but say something when she saw Tamaki Hikaru getting close to Aitaniti.

"Isn't that what you said?"

It's okay if she didn't say it. Such words reminded Tamaki Hikari of the answer he got from his worried questions that night.

The world is safe.

The results of it? There is no normal person around him. Tamaki Hikari is like the Tang Monk sitting in the monster's lair, wanting to take a bite of everyone.

Fortunately, these girls are easy to deal with. The only two old monsters are one who doesn't eat people and the other who regards himself as a junior.

If the script were changed, Tamaki Hikaru felt that even ten lives would not be enough for him to die.

Yachiyo Yayoi’s mouth is poisonous.

Yachiyo Yayoi was also a little embarrassed when Tamaki Hikaru said this.

"I can only say that your luck is really difficult to evaluate. Should I call it good luck? Or bad luck?"

Running into this kind of thing again and again is no longer an ordinary element of luck.

However, Tamaki Hikaru is not only fine, but seems to be getting better and better. From a lonely orphan, he gradually falls into the lap of several rich women.

There is a vague tendency to no longer have to work hard, to just put it aside and play comfortably for decades. Finally, I can no longer be a human being and can continue to play.

I can only say that the rich woman is really sweet, otherwise how could Tamaki Hikaru have so much leisure time, doing this and that when there is nothing to do.

When a person is freed from the problems of food, clothing, housing and transportation, he will instantly discover that there are so many things to do in life.

It used to be said that rich people also work hard, and big bosses are too busy to keep their feet on the ground.

But after Tamaki Hikaru learned about it, he could only tell pure rumors, it was just that he was not rich enough.

As we all know, when money is put together, it will produce small money on its own, so there is no need for them to meddle.

So, this is actually good luck?

Yachiyo Yayoi came up with the idea that maybe Tamaki Hikaru was suitable to deal with inhuman things like them.

Otherwise, why did everything suddenly start to change after that night?

Of course, this is just an association.

After all, there are indeed characters in this world who, although they are human, cannot blend in with normal people and live on the fringes.

Thinking of this, Yachiyo Yayoi couldn't help but look at Tamaki Hikari a few more times.

He is full of energy and energy, and if he is surrounded by vampires and dream demons, he is probably almost an adult now.

"Speaking of which, I'm curious about something."

"you say?"

"Are you feeling well? Do you want me to help you so that you don't lose money one day?"

Yachiyo Yayoi's words instantly made Tamaki Hikaru feel confused.

What is a deficit? He obviously cleans himself up.

No, how can you help?

Tamaki Hikari thought about the last time he was almost sucked to death by Imadegawa Himetsu, Yachiyo Yayoi used her blood to pull him back instantly.

"Sister Xi, do you want to sell your blood?"

How come he kept forgetting this? Yachiyo Yayoi's blood is a magical elixir that can save lives and heal the wounded.

It’s okay if he couldn’t store it before, but now that he has the mysterious Shiriko space, he can give it a try.

Tamaki Hikaru has tested it and found that there is no change when things that are easily perishable are thrown in and taken out, and the time inside should be stagnant.

Yachiyo Yayoi's blood will disappear as it dries up, but the properties of Shiriko's space are worth a try.

"Tsk, it's okay if you want it, but this thing can't be saved, otherwise I would have been locked up and used as a blood bag."

"Well, I'll tell you more about this later."

Tamaki Hikaru had to think about how to explain his ability to Yachiyo Yayoi.

Aitaniti smelled the smell of secrets keenly, but what other secrets did Tamaki Hikaru have that she didn't know?

Although she felt like a cat was scratching her heart, Aitaniti still suppressed her curiosity.

It seems that there are still too few monitors installed. Let’s add ten more!

"Haha, if you have a way, it's up to you."

Yachiyo Yayoi smiled.

"The way to die is to slowly bleed out, feel the body gradually become cold, and then the organs stop functioning. In the past, people would bleed heavily and die quickly."

It's really perverted, but Tamaki Hikaru has adapted to Yachiyo Yayoi's habit and just shook his head slightly.

"What you're saying is like killing a chicken, can't we be a little gentler?"

"I, I, I! I can do this! Do you want my help?"

Aitaniti quickly raised her hand.

"While you're at it, help me write the annotations for this article, and don't make a fuss."

Tamaki Hikaru slapped her hand down and said angrily.

Tool people should have the consciousness of tool people, work hard and don't interrupt.

Aitaniti's little mouth immediately dropped. The stinky man, he said so nice things in the morning, but it turned out that he deliberately asked her to help with the work.

Is this what it means to be a man if you eat and drink everything but don't recognize others?

An angry Aitaniti could only lower her head and continue to help Tamaki Hikari write notes.

I felt unhappy, but the work at hand had to continue.

What makes him unhappy is not that Mitsuru Tamashiro has a secret and doesn't tell him, but that he can tell Yachiyo Yayoi but doesn't tell him.

People don't suffer from scarcity but from inequality, especially jealous women.

Naturally, Aitaniti's appearance could not escape Tamaki Hikari's eyes.

Of course he did it on purpose. Aitaniti used magic to whet his appetite, and he could also use other things to whet her appetite.

But in order to get her to take the bait, Tamaki Hikari had to make her feel comparison and jealousy.

When women are jealous, they will bite the hook no matter how straightforward it is.

Women and men are sometimes very similar creatures, and men are the same in front of their beloved women and threatening opposite sexes.

However, this type of move is generally not recommended as it consumes the opponent's tolerance and favorability.

In this aggressive approach, success is not necessarily good, and failure will inevitably have serious consequences.

Tamaki Hikaru would only do this if he was already in this situation and believed in the extent of the witch's greed for him.

Looking at Aitaniti who was writing furiously and Yachiyo Yayoi who was reading quietly beside her, she wondered whether Imandegawa Himetsuki was recuperating from her injuries.

Hosokawa Tamako and Jinguji Jouri still had to go to class, but Tamaki Hikaru felt like she had nothing to do in her free time.

Eh? Did he forget something? It seems like there is something else to do?

(End of this chapter)