Starting Tokyo Life From Inheriting A Shopping Street Chapter 25

"It’s... similar to what’s happening right now, but it only requires a little..." Fumika’s face was bright red, the words almost too much for her to say. Speaking them out loud seed to take every ounce of her courage.

She then turned around and pushed Chiba on the bed and put her lips on his to escape from the embarrassnt to say it. Chiba followed her action and kissed her back while Fumika hands work on Chiba’s pants. She opened it and took out the cock and sat on it. Startled by her action Chiba stopped kissing but Fumika continued.

She started to move herself slowly on Chiba’s cock which resulted in a moan escaping from Chiba’s mouth. And feeling his hard cock between her legs Fumika also moaned but quickly put her hand on her mouth, while slowly increasing her speed. Chiba’s hands also moved on Fumika’s body while so ti grabbing her ass.

When Fumika felt Chiba’s hands on her ass, she stopped moving for a second but started moving again and this ti more faster than before. She was feeling that her orgasm was building up and she would co in a few minutes. Chiba, feeling her increasing speed also started to move himself with her. He could tell that she was about to cum.

“Chibaaa…kun” She scread his na as she cumd on his cock and fell on him while panting. So Chiba turned her around and started moving his cock between her legs.

*

As it was nearing lunchti, Shuichi Chiba and Fumika Ogawa finally stepped out of the bedroom. After showering and changing clothes, they felt much more refreshed.

This experience made Shuichi once again realize that sotis a curvier figure is far more appealing than a slimr one.

It was just a pity that Fumika was still too shy—she wouldn't shower together, nor would she let him look. He figured he’d find another opportunity in the future.

With a lingering flush on her face, Fumika followed closely behind Shuichi.

The two of them went downstairs, one after the other. As soon as they reached the living room, they saw Sayuki Ogawa sitting there, playing on her phone, waiting for them.

Her posture was quite bold too—legs crossed, propped up on the desk Shuichi often used for work.

She was wearing her usual denim shorts, and her long, smooth, legs looked even more striking and alluring in that pose.

It was hard for Shuichi not to glance over.

Imdiately, he noticed Sayuki looking back at him with a faint smile, as if to say—’You looked, didn't you?’

"Sayuki-san, you ca without saying anything?" Shuichi Chiba sat down in his usual seat without the slightest hint of panic. From this angle and distance, the view of her legs was even better.

Sayuki Ogawa raised an eyebrow and pulled her legs back. "Did my sister announce her arrival in advance? Why is it just that needs to say about my arrival? Am I already unnecessary?"

"Sayuki..." Fumika Ogawa clutched the handle of her bag, softly calling her sister's na with a hint of reproach.

"Looks like Sis changed her stockings," Sayuki observed knowingly, noticing they weren’t the sa ones from the morning. She raised her eyebrows thoughtfully. "Seems like things got pretty intense. I guess you won’t need to bring any more little snacks to go with your drinks—looks like you’ve got a full al now."

Fumika blushed furiously, too embarrassed to respond.

"Actually, I'd still like so fresh, warm snacks," Shuichi jumped in with a bold, unapologetic grin. "But Fumika-san won’t agree to it no matter what. If Sayuki-san could help out, that would be great."

Fumika let out a small, flustered sound, covering her face. Her sister and Shuichi’s suggestive banter left her completely overwheld.

"Well, that depends on how you perform." Sayuki teased, crossing her arms and giving Shuichi a sideways glance. Her alluring eyes sparkled mischievously.

"Perform?" Shuichi blinked. "Are you planning to take a cut as the middleman? Maybe I should just go straight to the source and smooth things over myself. Might have to put in so extra effort, but I can make it work."

The quirky taphor left Sayuki montarily at a loss for words. She shot him a playful glare, clearly unimpressed but amused.

"I was referring to your workouts at my gym once it opens," Sayuki clarified. "If you do well, there'll be rewards. That way, you'll have the motivation, right? I know exactly how lazy people like you, who never exercise, can be."

As she spoke, she glanced at her sister, who imdiately lowered her head in embarrassnt.

"Oh, I see," Shuichi Chiba said, realizing. "How considerate of you, Sayuki-san. If that's the kind of reward we're talking about, I think it would definitely make it easier to stay committed."

Next to him, Fumika let out another soft, flustered sound, the blush that had just faded from her neck reappearing.

"You’d better stick to it. With your current physique, you might not be able to keep up with my sister." Sayuki added, throwing out yet another bold remark while Chiba just smiled knowing that she didn’t know about his stamina.

"Sayuki!" Fumika finally couldn't hold back anymore. Her eyes welled up with tears, giving her a helpless, pitiful look as she protested, "Don’t say things like that..."

"She has a point, though," Shuichi responded, still as calm as ever, as if they were discussing sothing purely technical. "Fumika-san's so attractive, it's hard to resist. Honestly, I don't have that much willpower. For the long term, I really should start working out."

However, a thought suddenly occurred to him—Sayuki's gym was for won only. It wouldn’t be appropriate for him to work out during business hours with the female clients around.

So... would it be private training after hours?

"Then it's decided." Sayuki Ogawa nodded, as if they had just finalized a business deal.

Fumika Ogawa looked on in confusion at the two of them. Was she the only one who found this whole conversation strange? Why was Shuichi calmly discussing such things with Sayuki as if it were completely normal?

"Oh, by the way, the new tenants next door—are they the ones I saw moving in this morning?" Sayuki asked, nodding toward the Akiyama family next door.

"Yeah, they signed the lease yesterday. Their surna is Akiyama, and they're opening a ran shop. You should et them soti. Since we'll be neighbors for a while, you could even consider eating there occasionally." Shuichi explained casually.

Sayuki gave him a knowing smile. "You’re already trying to drum up business for them? Seems like you’ve got a special connection with those two girls."

"They're classmates, from a single-parent family, having a tough ti. I’m just helping out a little." Shuichi responded calmly.

"Is that really all?" Sayuki raised an eyebrow. "No other thoughts crossing your mind?"

Shuichi spread his hands with a confident smile. "I'm not really interested in younger girls. Compared to unripe little apples, I much prefer soone like Fumika-san—sweet, like a ripe peach."

P-Peach?

Fumika Ogawa felt both happy and shy at the sa ti, hearing Shuichi Chiba openly express his affection. A ‘peach’... Was he referring to her figure? Or sothing else?

She glanced down at her chest, then over at her tight-fitting skirt. No matter what he ant, it was embarrassing either way...

Sayuki Ogawa stared at them for a mont, then remarked with a hint of surprise, "It feels like you're being honest. A bit unexpected."

"Looks like you’ll need to get to know better, Sayuki-san," Shuichi chuckled lightly, "So you won't always be so surprised."

Sayuki’s heart skipped a beat. She glanced at her still-blushing sister, then shot a glare at Shuichi. How could he dare say such things, teasing like that, right in front of her sister?

"Are your eyes bothering you?" Shuichi asked, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. "There’s eye drops upstairs—artificial tears too. Should I grab so for you?"

Sayuki Ogawa tugged at the corner of her mouth. "No need. It’s just so dust from overseeing the renovations. I’ll be fine after blinking a few tis."

"Good to hear. But don't take it lightly—eyes are important. If it bothers you again, feel free to co up to the second floor for so eye drops anyti." Shuichi Chiba replied, his tone innocent on the surface, though it felt like there was a subtle undertone, as if he were implying sothing. Sayuki silently cursed him for his slyness.

"Not ready to leave yet, Sis? It's already lunchti. Or... have you already had your fill just now?" Sayuki teased.

Fumika jumped, flustered. "N-no! What do you an 'had my fill'? Don't say such things, Sayuki..."

"You might as well just stay here for als from now on. I can eat by myself." Sayuki said, getting up to leave, with Fumika quickly following after her.

At the door, Fumika paused, casting a lingering, affectionate glance back at Shuichi before hurrying out after her sister.