Chapter 150 Sister’s little tips


Chapter 150 Sister’s little tips

Looking out from the main floor of the Takeda sisters' house.

The entire bright night of Tokyo is overlooked, the blurred lights ignite the dream of the city, the traffic winds away as if there is no end, the pink night sky swallows up the cold reality of the city, leaving only romance.

Wagyu beef, fruits and vegetables, and boiling brown soup were placed on the marble table.

The Takeda family’s dinner tonight is sukiyaki.

Ryukawa Toru was holding a bowl with sterile eggs, and his eyes occasionally glanced at Takeda Maifei opposite him.

The woman had already put on cold white home clothes that gave a strong sense of alienation.

With a cool temperament, he held serving chopsticks in his hand, picked up a piece of mushroom and ate it in small bites.

‘No matter how you look at it, it’s all about abstinence. ’

Long Chuanche murmured in his heart, and his wife pinched the meat on his waist again.

"What are you looking at!"

The wife lowered her voice.

She and Toru Ryukawa sat on one side of the marble-topped table, while Takeda Maifei and Takeda Akane sat on the other side.

The Takeda family has very good eating habits. The two women across from them ate quietly, only Takeda Takako and Ryukawa Toru were muttering.

"You haven't taken your eyes off my sister since you came out of the study. What do you want to do, you bastard?"

With Mrs. Takeda, Ryukawa Tetsu is the number one danger.

He is shameless to himself and has never concealed his true nature as a man.

His eyes kept wandering around his sister, and Mrs. Takeda suspected that he had evil intentions.

Twins, sisters, one of them is the executive director of Kodansha.

Few people can resist this temptation.

"Let's eat when we eat. Is there anything we can't talk about later?"

The two of them were muttering there, completely treating themselves as parents as nothing.

Takeda Zhenfei is a real patriarch of an old family, and Takeda Takako's previous methods of slapping someone when she was disobedient are considered mild to him.

"Don't you know that eating without words?"

The woman picked up a piece of wagyu, dipped it in soy sauce, and bit into it.

She ate in small bites, very ladylike, and Ryukawa Toru couldn't help but think of the scene he saw in the study.

The woman sat quietly at the simple desk, holding her chin and reading documents quietly.

The light outside the window reflects on the woman's face, and her noble and cool temperament is exactly the same as now.

But who can tell Ryukawa Tetsu why the noble and elegant executive of Kodansha secretly wears a pair of black lace stockings.

Or the suspender type?

On the surface, he was wearing an elegant suit, but under the table, Ryukawa Toru saw the woman's delicate feet wrapped in patterned lace, her round thighs holding up her wide-leg pants, and the bulge of the suspenders faintly visible on them.

How can I describe this feeling?

Just like the maids in medieval castles, they were dressed elegantly and dignifiedly, but one day she secretly lifted up her skirt.

Colored thong underneath.

This contrast surprised Toru Ryukawa, who snuck up next to Takeda like a student gossiping in class.

"Your sister is not boring..."

"If you're not hungry, Mr. Longchuan can go back first!"

Before Ryukawa Toru finished speaking, he was interrupted by Takeda Maifei, who valued dining habits.

The woman's expression was serious and cold. Ryukawa Toru was a little curious about what the other person's expression would be like if he asked her why she was wearing "trousers under silk" on the spot.

"Impossible, you must have seen it wrong!"

After eating two plates of top-quality snowflake Wagyu beef and a fish sauce rice bowl at Takeda's house, Toru Tatsukawa took Mrs. Takeda's red Camry and headed back to her small apartment.

The lights were bright along the way, and Mrs. Takeda dismissed what Toru Ryukawa saw and heard.

"How could my sister, the flower of Ochanomizu University, wear something like that, or wear it secretly?"

The woman wears exquisite and glamorous makeup, and her red lips are slightly sarcastic.

Here at Takako Takeda, Princess Takeda is truly the proud daughter of heaven.

He was raised as a family heir since he was a child, and he usually has a detached indifference towards many things.

The Takeda family, which is heavily in debt, has been revitalized by her, how could she be a sultry girl who secretly dresses up.

"And my sister is a mysophobic person and doesn't like others touching her."

Takeda Takako also dismissed the idea that Toru Ryukawa's sister was dating and wearing clothes for men to see.

"Am I dazzled?" "It's just that you're dazzled. No, it's also possible that you're suffering from hysteria."

Mrs. Takeda tried her best to defend her sister. Toru Ryukawa sneered and refused to defend her. He planned to find an opportunity next time to expose Takeda's sacred and inviolable image in front of his wife.

Just wearing black lace socks, what's the point of being sneaky? Next time I wear it in person, everyone will comment.

The traffic flow was the silver-red blood of the city, and street lights passed by the red cars. The wife looked at Ryukawa Tetsu who was resting by the window and coughed lightly.

"That, Toru Ryukawa."

The woman's tone was suddenly coy, and Ryukawa Che glanced at her.

Wearing glamorous makeup, her ears are red and soft.

"What's wrong with this?"

Although my wife often behaves like a little girl, this very shy expression is rare.

"You can also write poems and sentences."

When Mrs. Takeda spoke, her heart beat like a drum and her eyes swayed from left to right.

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"How fresh."

Ryukawa Che yawned lazily, "Didn't I tell you at Yamanakako?"

When Toru Ryukawa went to contribute to "Snow Country" for the first time, he wrote a "Death Song" on the way back.

"The clouds are floating, the clouds are bright, the spring light is bright, and I play ball with Zixi all day long." Enjoy the cool breeze and the bright moonlit night, and dance together all night long to cherish your remaining years. ’

At that time, he told his wife that he knew how to do it, but she didn't believe it until today when he gave her a copy of the "Dassai" poems and haiku collection.

"Then you. Then you"

Mrs. Takeda hesitated.

"Then can you write me one"

"We're here."

Mrs. Takeda's voice overlapped with that of Toru Ryukawa.

On the Kagurazaka slope, the car stopped below Tatsukawa Toru's apartment.

The wife was in a daze, and before she could react, Toru Ryukawa unbuckled his seat belt.

"You"

Mrs. Takeda wanted to ask the other party if she heard it, but saw the other party open the door and get out of the car.

"The school may be a little busy these two days. Please help me publish the poems and haiku of 'Dassai' as soon as possible. If you have any questions, please contact me by phone."

Ryukawa Tetsu stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his wife who was in a daze.

"What's wrong with you?"

I originally wanted to ask the other party if he could write me a haiku similar to "The moonlight is so beautiful".

She heard that at the Youth Award, Toru Ryukawa gave his little girlfriend a "Love Letter" about youthful love.

"Love Letter", is this his way of expressing his love?

Mrs. Takeda doesn’t understand Ryukawa Toru’s thoughts, but he is good at haiku, so it shouldn’t matter if he gives her one or two, right?

"It's okay."

Saying something once is courage, not hearing it is God’s will.

Mrs. Takeda pursed her lips and said.

Outside the car window, Toru Ryukawa's figure slowly disappeared at the door of the apartment building.

Mrs. Takeda sat in the car for a while.

Fireflies were flying under the street lamp, making it difficult to see her expression.

After a while, the woman started the car again.

"What are you doing, idiot."

The wife patted her beautiful face, feeling a little ridiculous that she was jealous like a little girl.

"We are enemies and have a physical relationship."

Takeda Takako cheered himself up.

What a love letter, a love song.

The future editor-in-chief of Kodansha doesn’t need it.

The woman hummed as she prepared to drive away.

Boom, boom, boom.

Ryukawa Tetsu, who had left and returned, looked at the disappointed wife with a smile through the car window.

(End of chapter)

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