Starting Tokyo Life From Inheriting A Shopping Street Chapter 82

Fumika groggily woke up, her mind still not fully clear. Suddenly, she realized she was being held, and she was startled.

However, when she saw who it was, she imdiately relaxed. "Oh, it's Chiba-kun..."

Shuichi humd lightly, "You really have no sense of caution, do you? Sleeping here with the door not even properly closed—what if soone with ill intentions sneaks in?"

"I didn't expect to fall asleep so quickly, I only ant to lie down for a bit..."

Fumika explained, then added teasingly, "But isn't the one with ill intentions already here? You didn't even try to wake up—I almost got scared to death."

"Well, when my tired and defenseless pretty Fumika-san is lying right in front of , how could I resist?" Shuichi bent down and planted a quick kiss on her lips.

Fumika imdiately softened, her feelings flowing like water.

"What was it you said earlier, dear?" Shuichi asked, gently kneading her pale arm.

"N-nothing..." Fumika shyly turned her head away.

"It seed like you were dreaming about sothing earlier, wasn't it? Was it that kind of dream? What were you doing with in the dream?"

Shuichi, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, turned her head to face him, determined to get her to speak.

Fumika, her cheeks burning under his intense gaze, quickly changed the subject. "Chiba-kun, have you ever learned massage? Your hands feel so good on my arms, the soreness from before is much better."

Shuichi saw through her attempt to shift the conversation, but he was indeed interested in this topic. "Oh? Is it that obvious?"

As he spoke, he continued to knead Fumika's slender, lotus-like arms.

"Mm... It feels really good," Fumika let out a comfortable moan.

Shuichi imdiately understood. It seed the shop's effects weren't limited to just the owner, but worked on anyone in the store.

This made sense, after all—the shop wasn't necessarily only for the owner, and not all owners were directly involved in running the business.

"Then today, I'll give my Fumika-san a proper service. Is there anywhere else you're feeling sore?" Shuichi snapped back to the present and asked.

Fumika lightly bit her lip, her eyes hazy with desire, and in a soft, sultry voice, she whispered, "I'm sore everywhere..."

"Looks like a big job ahead. I'll need to thoroughly and deeply massage your body." Shuichi said, recognizing the underlying aning in her tone. He kissed her lips before locking the door.

He then picked a bottle of oil from the cabinet and walked toward Fumika. "Lay down, Fumika-san." Fumika laid on the bed with her stomach down after removing her robe. Chiba slapped her ass which prompt to let out a moan from her mouth.

"Ahh....Chiba-kun...." Chiba then opened the bottle of oil and poured it on her back. Feeling the cold oil on her back, Fumika shivered slightly.

The room was dimly lit, a soft glow emanating from lights around the edges, their warm light flickering against the walls. The air slled faintly of lavender and eucalyptus, soothing and calming.

Laying face down on the massage bed, Fumika's body felt heavy, yet relaxed. She inhaled deeply, letting the lavender scent fill her lungs, and exhaled slowly, releasing the tension that has accumulated in her muscles over the week.

Chiba's hands were warm and skilled as they began at her shoulders, applying gentle pressure, his fingers moving with deliberate precision. His touch was firm but soothing, working in smooth, rhythmic strokes. Each motion was designed to lt away the tightness in her muscles, coaxing her body into a state of utter relaxation.

As his hands glided down Fumika's back, she felt the tension in her lower back start to release. The pressure was perfect—strong enough to feel the muscles responding, but not so much that it's uncomfortable. Chiba moved to her arms, kneading the muscles in her forearms and palms, his fingers working in gentle circles that made her limbs feel weightless. It was the effect of the bonus the system had given which made Chiba's massage professional.

Ti seed to stretch as he continued, each movent flowing seamlessly into the next. Fumika could feel the warmth of his hands sinking into her body, reaching the deepest points of tension. Her mind drifted, no longer focused on the outside world, but on the way the gentle touch helped her muscles surrender.

When he reached her neck, he fingers glided over the sensitive areas with precision, easing away the knots that have built up from hours. She moaned, a soft, contented sound, feeling lighter and freer with every passing mont.

As the massage continued, the feeling of calm lingered, her body now relaxed, her mind clearer. Chiba's strokes were slow and deliberate, leaving her with the sensation of being completely at peace. He stepped away, and for a mont, all she heard was her own steady breathing, before she felt Chiba climbing onto the bed.

Chiba put his hard cock between her ass cheeks and started to move his back which made Fumika moan. After lubricating his cock, he put it on the entrance of her pussy and started to tease her.

"Ahh.. Chiba-kuunn... please don't....give it to ...." Hearing her words, he put his cock on her entrance before pushing it deep into her pussy...

"Ahhh..mnhh.." Fumika let out a loud moan as she felt his cock entering her pussy. Chiba also grunted as he entered her pussy as she was already wet from the massage he gave her and after lubricating his cock he now felt more pleasure.

He started to move his hips while moving her hair aside and kissing her neck.

"Ahh...chibaaaa-kkuunnn...mnnn.." As Fumika felt his cock moving moans escape from her mouth, she put her hand on her mouth. But when Chiba kissed her neck, she forgot everything and started to enjoy the pleasure he was giving her. She was very sensitive after the massage and now she felt like she could co at any mont.

"AHHH..." She let out another moan before her pussy started to tightly grip his cock and he felt her juice on his cock. She collapsed on the bed as she took deep breaths. While Chiba kissed her lips and said with a smile, "Fumika-san, ready for the second round?"

After saying that, without waiting for her reply he started to move his hips again and Fumika laid under him, moaning, as moved inside her.

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The next day, the fitness center and beauty salon officially opened.

Shuichi also ordered a congratulatory wreath for the opening and visited to offer his greetings.

"Are you going to live here from now on?"

"Yes, everything's been moved over." Fumika seed to be glowing, her complexion looking especially radiant, even more beautiful than before. She quietly slipped a set of keys into Shuichi's hand.

"I forgot last night, this is for you."

"Oh?" Shuichi raised an eyebrow. Was this an invitation to visit often? Got it, he'd be coming for a night raid.

"Then I'll get back to work. I'll spend ti with you later, Chiba-kun..." Fumika gave him a reluctant glance before running off.

"Tsk, looks like it's going to be boring during the day again." Shuichi tucked the keys into his pocket and returned to the managent office. He placed a chair in a position where he could observe the scene across the way, then picked up a manga to read.

Of course, he wasn't completely slacking off; he was keeping an eye on the guests who ca to offer their congratulations to the beauty salon and fitness center.

These were the old clients that the Ogawa sisters had built up over the years, mostly housewives. Perhaps there might be so outstanding shop owners among them to recruit?

Shuichi always adhered to the principle of thoroughly exploring the resources around him. After all, when there was an opportunity, why not give it a try? It wasn't a hassle.

However, the situation didn't seem as promising as expected. The people who most needed fitness and beauty services were often those with poor figures, average looks, and not-so-young housewives.

After scanning the crowd for a while without finding anyone suitable, Shuichi's attention completely shifted to the manga in his hands, and he beca deeply engrossed.

It wasn't until close to noon, when he was starting to get hungry, that a figure finally caught his attention.

It was a lady with a curvaceous figure, elegant in her deanor, exuding a mature and alluring charm. In simple words a perfect milf.

She wore a black long dress, her hair styled in an elegant updo, with two locks of hair falling to her shoulders. Her hands were folded across her lower abdon, and she held a small, luxurious handbag.

The neckline of her dress had a diamond-shaped cutout, revealing a tempting glimpse of her fair boobs.

But what stood out the most was the teardrop-shaped mole at the corner of her eye, which added an extra layer of allure to her overall appearance.

Shuichi shifted his gaze from the teardrop mole and compared her with the Ogawa sisters standing next to her.

In terms of looks and figure, she was slightly inferior to the Ogawa sisters, though not by much. She was a bit older, but in terms of elegance, she truly had it mastered.

One could say she was the complete embodint of a housewife!

Her looks were still at their peak, with the added allure that ca from years of experience, fully embodying womanly charm.

"Fujiwara-san, welco! Thank you for your help with the opening; it wouldn't have gone so smoothly without you." Sayuki greeted her warmly.

"Fujiwara-san, thank you so much." The more reserved Fumika also stepped forward to speak, her tone friendly and close.

It was clear that the two sisters had a good relationship with this lady.

Shuichi, realizing it a bit late, thought to himself that when Fumika had ntioned seeking help from an old client for the paperwork, she must have been referring to Fujiwara-san.

That made sense. Only when the relationship was good enough would soone ask for help; otherwise, following Japanese customs, people would rather deal with trouble themselves than bother others.

Yurika took the hands of the two sisters and smiled gracefully. "It's just a small favor, don't take it too seriously. If you two didn't open this shop, I'd lose a great place to pass the ti."

The three of them chatted casually for a few monts, and then Yurika was led into the shop, probably for a tour with the two sisters.

Shuichi watched as the three slender figures disappeared, clicking his tongue with lingering thoughts. He turned around to think about how to ask about this lady—who she was and if there was any chance she might be interested in opening a shop here.

Though she seed to be a rich and leisurely housewife, the chances of success might be slim.

But no matter the outco, it was worth a try.

Just as Shuichi was thinking this, three familiar figures appeared.

"We found it! Found it! This should be the place, Akiyama Ran, no doubt."

"Ugh... I can't go any further, I'm about to die. How could it be so far, so out of the way?"

"When we were looking at pandas, you seed full of energy, jumping around. What I'm more concerned about is whether the ran is really that good."

"Anyway, my sister said it's amazing."

"By the way, do you guys find the surna Akiyama familiar?"

"Familiar my foot! The class president and the student council president are both nad Akiyama—how could you not rember that?"

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