Tokyo: Being coveted by my wife, I just want to play games

Chapter 15 Odosan

A woman is a very magical creature. When she doesn't like you, she will only say "sprinkle water" if you pick the stars off. But as long as she feels it, she will become very proactive.

"Thank you Zuche-kun, hey, this is for you."

In the parking lot, Fuyukawa Teru stood in front of the car scrolling through his phone. Kawauchi Sayoko, who bought juice from the vending machine, smiled and handed him a can of juice with a happy smile on her face.

"Thanks. Get in the car."

After taking the warm juice, Fuyukawa Che put his cell phone in his trouser pocket, opened the door and got in the car. But just as he pulled on his seat belt and was about to start, suddenly, a red convertible Porsche 718 sped past in front of him.

The driver was Miiya Miyano, who was wearing fashionable small round sunglasses and holding the steering wheel with one hand.

For a moment, their eyes met each other, Miyano Meiting had a strange smile on her lips, and then walked away.

"You drive so fast in the parking lot, what a crazy woman! Are you okay?"

Fuyukawa Teru, who was firmly pressing the brake with his left foot, was startled. He grabbed the steering wheel with both hands and turned his head to look at Kawauchi Sayoko. At this sight, he was completely confused.

The juice that had just been opened poured all over the plump thighs wrapped in stockings, and the black stockings were soaked.

"Is there any paper?"

"Have"

Kawachi Sayoko spread her thighs to prevent the juice from flowing down the seat cushion to her buttocks. Fuyukawa Teru quickly took out a tissue from the armrest box, but it was still too late. The warm touch as if she had wet the bed had already spread from the adductors of her thighs to Kawauchi Sayoko. heart.

".Can you wait before setting off? I'm going to go to the back seat to deal with this."

Crossing her legs, Kawachi Sayoko's pretty face turned red and her voice was like a mosquito.

The stockings were completely wet, and there was still juice with sugar in them. It was obvious that she had to go to the back seat to take off the stockings.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became ambiguous, and Fuyukawa Che naturally had no reason to refuse such a request. After reversing the car, Kawauchi Sayoko looked around like a thief and found that no colleagues were passing by. Then she quickly got out of the car and ran into the back seat, covering her butt.

"Okay. Let's go first."

"OK."

The lights flashed and the black Volkswagen drove out of the parking space again.

According to traffic laws, you must look left and right before turning your head, but Fuyukawa Che couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror.

"Chejun!~~~"

Their eyes met, Kawachi Sayoko, who was wearing a hip-hugging skirt and her right foot rolled up on the seat, was using a paper towel to dry up the juice on her fair feet, her face reddening into a small apple, and she was angry but a little shy.

"Ahem, keep going, keep going."

Being caught in the act, Fuyukawa Che averted his eyes with embarrassment, but soon, a strange thought came to his mind.

The stockings she wore seemed to cover the hips to the waist. How do you take them off?
  Just as the thought occurred, the sound of unzipping came from the back seat, followed by the sound of sticky stockings rolling and paper being pulled out.

Gudu
  Some of the colorful pictures he had seen naturally appeared in his mind. Dongchuan Che swallowed and glanced at the rearview mirror again.
  Only half-white peaches can be seen.

At this moment, as the car passed the barrier at the entrance of the parking lot, a weak pushing feeling came from behind the seat.

"Her feet propped up on the back of my seat?"

"What kind of posture is this?"

Smiling and nodding to the gatekeeper, Fuyukawa Che turned the steering wheel to the right, thinking strangely in his mind.

Soon, as the pushing feeling on her back disappeared, Kawauchi Sayoko, adjusting her hip-covering skirt, reappeared in the rearview mirror, but only two plump and slender thighs were left under the hip-covering skirt.

To be honest, Fuyukawa Cheru has no obsession with ordinary stockings. In his opinion, white and delicate legs with no sense of pores actually have a stronger visual impact than ordinary stockings. And Kawachi Sayoko's legs are like this, as if As white and silky as milk, yet straight and fleshy at the same time.

good looking.

Look twice. "Chejun~"

Her eyes were a little fiery. Kawauchi Sayoko wrinkled her cute little nose in the rearview mirror, but after seeing Fuyukawa Che looking away embarrassed, she blinked her red eyes, hugged the back of the car, and leaned her little head Dongchuan Che said in his ear: "Che-kun, you seem to prefer not wearing stockings."

"!"

The heat hit the back of his neck so suddenly that Fuyukawa Che, who was waiting at the traffic light, was shaken unconsciously, "I'm driving!"

"Well Sayoko knows she was wrong."

She said she knew she was wrong, but looking at the traffic lights and the deserted sidewalks, Kawauchi Sayoko's charming little face showed a teasing smile like a little devil, and she leaned close to her ear again: "Then you want me to wear stockings to your house tomorrow? Or? Say, why don’t you wear it?”

"!"

Getting angry, Fuyukawa Che turned around and was about to teach this little goblin a lesson, but at this moment, the indicator light turned from red to green.

"Wait for me tomorrow!"

With internal injuries, Fuyukawa Teru glared through the rearview mirror, but it was obvious that Sayoko Kawachi, who was in a world of two people after leaving the company, relaxed a lot. After being glared at by him, she burst into laughter in the back seat.

Did this guy stop suppressing his personality because he felt safe around me?
  Dongchuan Che rolled his eyes silently, but soon, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
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  At night, the sky is filled with stars, and a black Volkswagen is driving on the streets of Shinjuku.

Although Tokyo is very prosperous, it is not very large. In addition, it has the most developed underground transportation system in the world, so it is not too congested on the ground.

After driving for a while, Fuyukawa Che drove to his destination - Kabukicho.

It is now around 8:30 in the evening, which is the beginning of nightlife. The whole street is very lively. Under the various neon signs, there are young men with yellow hair, middle-aged uncles in suits, and some wearing JK High school girls in uniform playing with mobile phones on the roadside.

"Are those the legendary girls treated by gods?"

As soon as he got out of the car, Fuyukawa Che's eyes were attracted by the JK girl on the street.

Kawauchi Sayoko, who had two bare legs, felt very insecure, and now she was even more insecure: "That's right. Does Mr. Che like this kind of young girl?"

"It's okay, mainly because it doesn't feel as beautiful as I imagined."

Fuyukawa Che's eyes were a little disappointed. He had read a lot of comic novels in his previous life, and they all described the girl whom the goddess loved as if she were an elf who fell into the mortal world. But if you think about it carefully, Japan's color film and television industry is so developed. If there are really beautiful girls who can be paid, they must have been absorbed by the organization long ago.

As expected, Sayoko Kawauchi led the way and looked at the young girls with a somewhat distressed look: "Although it is cruel to say this, the custom industry in this area is very developed, and outstanding girls will basically be approached by various companies to shoot movies. Girls who are less attractive, or who don’t want too many people to know that they are doing this, will go to karaoke bars or bubble baths to make money.”

"That's it."

Fuyukawa Che nodded, but soon asked curiously: "Bubble bath? Is that what I thought?"

"Yeah! This issue is too sensitive."

Kawauchi Sayoko was a little shy, but she still nodded and said: "Well, that's it. But according to the law, this kind of direct customs clearance service is not allowed, not even soliciting customers. At least it is not allowed on the surface, so basically They always give out small cards and then go to the office building. Oh, don’t accept such cards!”

Kawauchi Sayoko was very shy, while Fuyukawa Che looked at the small card that a man had just thrust into her hand.

【Odosan, please give me the power of love】

"This is a very bold choice of words."

Fuyukawa Che had always felt that he was well-informed, but this bold, straightforward and striking [advertising slogan] really surprised him.

However, before she was shocked for a few seconds, the card in her hand was snatched away by Kawauchi Sayoko and thrown into the bucket of music.

"Hey, hey, I'm just taking a look."

"Don't look at it!"

Fuyukawa Che was a little disappointed, but unexpectedly, her arm was suddenly wrapped in softness. When she looked sideways, she saw that Sayoko Kawauchi had already held her arm, raising her head, her big eyes like stars were full of shyness.

"It's so perverted that you can't put it down for this kind of card. But does Mr. Che really want to hear people call you Odo-san?"

(End of this chapter)