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

Chapter 69 The haggard Izumi Himawari
  Because I had to send off my little sister Yumei, who I knew well after the wedding, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening when I got home.

Fuyukawa Cheru and Sayoko were good drinkers. After drinking some hangover soup, they cuddled up on the sofa and watched a movie. Izumi Himawari, who was a little dizzy, put on her cute pajamas early and went to the second floor.
  Although she was a little dizzy, Izumi Himawari tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

To be honest, the whole day's experience today was too ups and downs for an eighteen-year-old girl like her.

"How will you face Mengmei and the others in the future?"

"No, no, no, they should be thinking about how to face me! I didn't do anything wrong!"

"Ah! I don't want to think about it anymore! Anyway, that guy has more life experience than me, so just listen to him. Don't forget the past, but don't look back, just move forward! Well, just listen to him this time!"

Lying on the tatami, with a quilt that smelled like mothballs covering half of her red face, Izumi Himawari looked at the bright moon outside the glass door. Her emotions kept changing in her big clear eyes, and her mind kept replaying what she had encountered during the day. Everything, but everything, ended up in the image of the man holding her hand and placing it on the stereo.

"Ah! I'm going to die!"

A strong sense of security came to my heart, my face turned red and my heart beat, but soon, Izumi Himawari's fair and slender fingers grabbed the edge of the quilt and pulled frantically. She sat up and rubbed her chicken coop-like hair.

"No, I can't sleep at all! This guy makes games, he must have a lot of anime books!"

Wearing cute pink pajamas, with her white and delicate feet stepping on the slightly cold tatami, the drunk Izumi Himawari got up and came to the glass of the bookshelf.

"Dragon Ball? Why do boys like this kind of anime? They are really violent!"

"Full-time hunter? The old thief Togashi should be locked up in a small room, otherwise I think this life will never end!"

"Huh? A collection of short stories after the rain. The author is not very good at writing. Abin? What kind of comic is this? I've never heard of it."

Overcome with alcohol, I saw a strange comic. The top-heavy Himawari Izumi leaned back, opened the glass cabinet door with her slender white arms and pulled out the comic book. She sat down on the ground and placed the large comic book on the floor. on the legs.

She burped slightly and prepared to read the comic to pass the time, but after opening it for a few glances, she closed the comic book in an instant. Her whole cute little face turned into a red apple, and her eyes turned into trembling autumn water.

"He is indeed a big pervert! Such comics are blatantly placed in the bookcase!"

With a bang, I stuffed the story after the rain into the bookcase. Izumi Himawari put his hands on his chest and was out of breath. His two blushes were filled with embarrassment. At this moment, the thirst after drinking welled up in his heart.

"This room is already dirty! No one can live in it!"

Muttering something inwardly, she put on her little white rabbit slippers, shook her head and went out to find water downstairs. But just as she came to the corner of the stairs, the scene in front of her made her pupils dilate instantly!
  The living room was dimly lit, and the wall-mounted LCD TV was playing an unknown video, exuding a faint fluorescent light. Fuyukawa Teru held a beer can in his left hand, stretched out in a crotch shape on the soft sofa, and in Izumi Himawari's dull eyes, he In front of her, Sayoko, wearing a red sleeping gauze, was kneeling on the soft carpet. Her silky black silk was tied up, revealing her delicate and attractive side face.

"This, this, this"

Looking at everything in front of her, Izumi Himawari was stunned, and her clear pupils reflected the scene that made her heart beat faster. At this moment, Fuyukawa Che suddenly took action, and he reached out and grabbed Sayoko's head.

Did he find me? !

Panic!

In a panic, Izumi Himawari didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and ran back to the study. It wasn't until she leaned against the door that she breathed a sigh of relief.

Dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong——

I breathed a sigh of relief, but my heartbeat became more intense!

"Sayako is dying!"

"No, no, I need to calm down!" Rubbing her hair frantically, Izumi Himawari walked to the balcony, but the moment before she pushed the balcony glass door open, the bookcase was reflected in the slightly reflective glass.

A certain comic book lying crookedly in the bookcase made her heartbeat slow down for a moment.

The hand ready to push the door was lowered.
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  The next morning, the air was crisp and clear.

Entering Tokyo in mid-November, there is already a chill in the air.

Normally, because the production schedule of "I'm Surrounded by Beautiful Women" is very tight, I have to work overtime on weekends. However, because they have been very busy during this period, Fuyukawa Che also gave all members a half-day holiday this weekend.

Don’t underestimate this half-day holiday.

A half-day vacation with no work tasks at all and being able to stay in bed is much more comfortable than those weekends where you are on call at any time, or even assigned to work by your boss on Friday.

However, maybe it was because he was more self-disciplined, or maybe the body had become accustomed to this kind of work and rest during this period of high-intensity work. Fuyukawa Che didn't stay in bed, but Sayoko was different.

Sunlight fell through the window on the bedside. Fuyukawa Che opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Sayoko who was still sleeping soundly with half a big snow pomelo pressed on his chest, and then glanced at the clock on the wall.

"It's almost time to prepare breakfast."

Sayoko is the one cooking at home now, but Fuyukawa Che didn't disturb her. He just carefully opened her plump and delicate body, then tiptoed into a set of gray home clothes, opened the door gently and went downstairs.

"I drank sobering soup last night, but then I drank some more. I just happened to have some bone soup before, so I used it for the bottom."

Moving his shoulders, Fuyukawa Che went downstairs along the corridor, but just as he entered the study door, the door opened.

"Get up so early?"

Looking at Izumi Himawari who was wearing cute pink pajamas, holding a chicken coop on her head, lowering her head and rubbing her eyes, Fuyukawa Teru smiled and said hello, but the next second, he was confused.

"Morning."

Izumi Himawari, who looked like a zombie with two huge black eyes on her face, said hello blankly, and then swayed downstairs under Fuyukawa Teru's confused eyes.

"What's wrong with this girl? Why does she look so haggard and overindulged?"

"Or is it that she hasn't recovered from what happened yesterday?"

Looking at the other party's helpless back, Fuyukawa Che looked suspicious, but after much deliberation, he couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

There was not much beeping. After going downstairs, Izumi Himawari occupied the toilet first. Fuyukawa Che had to take out the bone broth from the refrigerator and put it on the stove to heat it. He secretly made up his mind that when he had money to move in the future, he must buy two toilets. House of.

The lard paste gradually melted under the high temperature, and when Fuyukawa Teru, who was wearing an apron, chopped green onions and started bubbling on the stove, Sayoko, who was wearing a sexy nightgown, also yawned and came downstairs.

Seeing the family man appearance of Fuyukawa Che, a happy smile appeared on her face. However, when she saw the haggard face of Izumi Himawari, she was also frightened and leaned against Fuyukawa Che's body. Next to him, he asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with Xiaokui?"

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Glancing at Izumi Himawari, who was lying on the sofa in a daze while Ge You was watching TV, Fuyukawa Che leaned in and kissed Sayoko gently, and said with a smile: "I don't know, but don't high school students nowadays always collapse like this when they have holidays?"

"Well, that makes sense."

(End of this chapter)