Shuichi was zoning out on the train, conserving his energy, when he suddenly received a system notification.
[Fumika Ogawa’s sense of belonging 10, Administrator’s monthly salary 100,000 yen.]
What’s going on? Why did Fumika’s sense of belonging suddenly increase? Could it be that she had reached a profound level, and naturally broke through her current bottleneck, pushing their relationship to a new stage?
But… at this point, was there even room for further progress? If they went any deeper, where would that even lead?
Shuichi was utterly puzzled. However, one thing was certain—Fumika firmly held the top-ranking position, leaving all others far behind.
This filled him with emotion, making him want to rush back imdiately and hug his soft, fragrant wife tightly, rubbing her all over.
Current status:
[Fumika Ogawa, Sense of Belonging: 80]
[Sayuki Ogawa, Sense of Belonging: 60]
[Tamako Akiyama, Sense of Belonging: 60]
[Ichika Kitagawa, Sense of Belonging: 10]
[Current Monthly Salary: 2,200,000 yen]
….
Although he wanted to fly back imdiately, he had no choice but to sit obediently on the train. Maybe, if Fumika missed him badly enough one day, he could summon the butler and arrange for a flight back.
But for now, that was a bit too extravagant—his salary hadn’t even been credited yet, and there were still two weeks left in the month. He couldn’t afford to spend recklessly.
Suppressing his eagerness, he made his way back steadily to the shopping district. By coincidence, he arrived just as Fumika was seeing off a custor.
“Fujiwara-san, take care on your way… Ah, Chiba-kun!”
Noticing the young man’s figure, Fumika’s eyes instantly lit up, sparkling with joy. Her entire being seed to glow with a special radiance.
Yurika noticed the change in Fumika’s deanor. Her heart stirred, but she kept her expression neutral as she curiously looked at Shuichi.
Hmm? Still a student? But he was quite good-looking, with a fresh, clean smile that naturally made people feel at ease.
So… was Fumika’s change because of him?
"Good afternoon, Fumika-san." Shuichi glanced at Yurika and recognized her as the lady he had t before. However, he didn’t say much, simply greeting Fumika.
It was currently the busiest ti in the shopping district. With so many people around, neither he nor Fumika could afford to be too affectionate in public, so both of them remained relatively restrained.
But Fumika’s affectionate gaze, filled with longing yet forced to endure, was truly enough to make one’s heart itch.
It was only after watching Shuichi disappear into the managent office that she reluctantly withdrew her gaze.
Yurika, rather than feeling displeased at being montarily ignored, found the whole scene quite intriguing. “That young man just now—did he go into the managent office?”
“Mm, Chiba-kun is the administrator of the shopping district. The entire district belongs to him.” Fumika quickly suppressed her emotions, trying her best to act normal.
“Oh?” Yurika’s eyes flickered with interest. Owning an entire shopping district at his age? It seed like his background was anything but ordinary.
So, that female designer must have been soone he brought in to help Fumika and Sayuki?
And Fumika’s relationship with him…
Yurika instantly figured out the truth. But she didn’t think there was anything wrong with it. If anything, her own situation was far more problematic.
Hopefully, Fumika won’t end up like …
At that thought, she couldn’t help but chuckle softly. The uncontainable joy on Fumika’s face was proof enough—this wasn’t sothing forced. It was completely different from her own circumstances.
She was overthinking things.
….
After returning to the managent office, Shuichi continued conserving his energy until around 7 PM, when An ca over to deliver dinner.(Laze around)
He pulled the clumsy girl close, his hand naturally wrapping around her leg, gently rubbing the back of her thigh. The smooth, soft texture of her skin was pleasant to the touch.
"How’s your sister doing? Is she still running a fever?"
"She’s doing fine now, no fever anymore. She even went downstairs to help Mom, though Mom told her it wasn’t necessary. But Sis insisted, saying if she didn’t move around soon, her body would rust."
An stared longingly at the food, practically drooling, completely oblivious to the fact that her thigh was being touched.
Shuichi looked at her profile against the light. This silly girl still had fine baby fuzz on her face, making her seem just like a child.
"Co here, let give you a kiss."
"Oh, on the cheek again?" An leaned in slightly of her own accord, tilting her face toward him.
Shuichi planted a firm, exaggerated smooch on her soft cheek before giving her a light pat on the butt. "Go ahead and eat. Take whatever you want."
"Mm-mm-mm! Chiba-kun is the best!" An bead with joy, practically bursting with happiness.
Seeing her so carefree and happy only made Shuichi feel even more guilty. Deceiving a girl this naïve… I’m definitely going to hell, right?
But if he didn’t deceive her, wouldn’t soone else just take her away instead?
"Chiba-kun? You’re not eating?" An stuffed a piece of salmon into her mouth, looking at him in confusion.
"I am." Shuichi stole another quick kiss on her cheek before finally starting his al.
—
After dinner, they digested for about half an hour. Right on cue, Sayuki’s ssage arrived.
However…
[I’m giving you a day off today. Get so proper rest.]
"Huh?" Shuichi stared at his phone in confusion. Did soone replace Sayuki? Not only was she not urging him, but she was even giving him a break?
[That won’t do. If I don’t see Sayuki-san's thighs, I can’t truly relax.]
[Just rest. You played with my sister for so long yesterday—aren’t you afraid of dropping dead?]
[You know I’m naturally gifted, Sayuki-san.]
[Anyway, take the day off.]
Shuichi scratched his head. Who would’ve thought? The one who cared most about his health wasn’t Fumika, but Sayuki…
It was touching, really. But with the buffs from three shops, his body could handle it just fine. In fact, he was still feeling so full of energy that he had nowhere to release it.
Well, a day off was a day off. He wouldn’t argue. But there was no need to take a break from the essential oil spa.
Tonight, he could enjoy an extra hour of massage.
With that thought, Shuichi got up and headed downstairs.
By 8 PM, most of the stores in the shopping district had already closed, leaving the streets noticeably quieter than during the day.
Shuichi crossed the street and entered the beauty salon across from his place. With practiced ease, he made his way to the massage room and twisted the doorknob.
Locked.
No big deal. He casually pulled a key from his pocket, slid it into the keyhole with precision, and gave it a slight turn. The door silently swung open.
Then, he took in the scene inside.
Fumika was busy at the massage bed, focused on her task. Lying face down on the bed was a pale, curvaceous body—though a towel covered her waist, her impressive figure was still quite apparent.
Shuichi took a closer look.
Yep. Sayuki. He almost didn’t recognize her without clothes.
Guess I’m still not familiar enough… If it were Fumika, I’d recognize her instantly.
He made no sound, quietly shutting the door behind him. Then, moving lightly on his feet, he snuck up behind Fumika…
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