Starting Tokyo Life From Inheriting A Shopping Street

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The reaction of Fumika Ogawa surprised Shuichi Chiba a bit. He wasn't exactly a walking pervert, just exchanging glances, and yet her reaction was so intense?

Was she really that sensitive?

However… This made it even more intriguing.

Sayuki Ogawa was quite helpless about her sister's lack of composure. Surrendering so easily—no wonder she was always bullied.

"I'm going back to supervise the renovation progress. You should stay here for a while, Sister."

Fumika Ogawa was taken aback and quickly grabbed her younger sister's sleeve. "I—I'll go back with you."

Sayuki Ogawa rolled her eyes. "What good will it do for you to go? You're too scared to speak up, and it's just me doing all the work anyway. You'd only be a hindrance."

"But… it wouldn't be very good for me to stay here, right? Chiba-Kun… will be troubled." Fumika Ogawa said, glancing furtively at Shuichi Chiba.

"Troubled?" Sayuki Ogawa looked at Shuichi Chiba with a half-smile.

"Not at all. This is the management office, which is here to serve the tenants of the shopping street. Fumika, feel free to stay here."

Shuichi Chiba felt a tinge of anticipation. To his surprise, they already had an opportunity for some one-on-one time on just the second day.

Moreover, considering how Sayuki Ogawa had previously been protective of her sister and wary of him, now she was actively creating chances for them to be alone, it was clear that Fumika Ogawa must have been interested as well.

"Just like that, don't follow me and cause trouble." Sayuki Ogawa said, and without another word, she left her sister and went back to the store.

Fumika Ogawa felt a bit anxious. She sat down on a chair, feeling stiff as Shuichi Chiba's gaze continually assessed her, making her nervously rub her legs.

After a while, Shuichi Chiba suddenly spoke up. "Could I ask Fumika-san for a favor?"

"W-what?" Fumika Ogawa was startled.

Shuichi Chiba pointed to his ear and said with a hint of frustration, "Lately, my ear has been itching, but I can't see it myself, and cotton swabs aren't very effective. Could you help me out, Fumika-san?"

"Oh, no problem." Fumika Ogawa agreed without hesitation. This was something she was good at; her beauty salon even had an ear-cleaning service.

"Then let's go to the room next door. It's quieter there." Shuichi Chiba suggested, standing up.

For ear-cleaning, a quiet environment is indeed necessary. Fumika Ogawa hesitated a bit, but considering that the room was still part of the first-floor management office, a public area, it should… be okay, right?

On the first floor of the management office, besides the semi-open hall visible from outside, this was the only relatively private room.

If Shuichi Chiba had suggested going to the second floor, Fumika Ogawa's timid nature might have made her reluctant. So, Shuichi Chiba decided to go with this alternative, and as expected, she hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Fumika Ogawa hadn't brought any tools, so Shuichi Chiba went upstairs to get an ear-cleaning tool.

When he returned to the room, Fumika Ogawa had already moved a chair to the only small window in the room.

Shuichi Chiba sat down in the chair and handed the ear-cleaning tool to Fumika Ogawa. As she took it, her hand brushed lightly against his, causing her heart to skip a beat.

"Sorry to trouble you, Fumika-san."

In the sunlight, the young man's smile was pure and untroubled, as if the recent touch had been a mere coincidence.

Fumika Ogawa felt a moment of daze, her thoughts drifting to the romance novels she had read in her youth. In one such novel that she had endlessly admired, the young man in the story might have looked just like this.

"Fumika-san?" Shuichi Chiba noticed her dazed expression and gently reminded her.

"Oh, sorry." Fumika Ogawa said, blushing slightly, and quickly began her work.

As she looked down at the young man's slender neck and delicate profile, her heart raced a bit as she reached out her hand.

His hair was warmed by the sun, carrying a refreshing scent of shampoo. Fumika Ogawa's gaze focused on Shuichi Chiba's ears.

"Chiba-kun… your ears are quite nice-looking."

"Really?" Shuichi Chiba was also a bit distracted at the moment.

Mrs. Ogawa emitted a rich, elegant fragrance, but it was neither overpowering nor cloying.

As he was seated and she was standing, Fumika Ogawa had to lean over, causing the stunning view hidden within her collar to be revealed once more.

"There is quite a bit in there…" Fumika Ogawa said softly as she examined Shuichi Chiba's ear.

Her warm, moist breath brushed against his ear, giving Shuichi Chiba a bit of a ticklish sensation—this was like real-life ASMR.

"We're starting now, so please don't move, Chiba-kun." Fumika Ogawa gently advised, then carefully inserted the ear-cleaning tool.

The ticklish, tingling sensation spread from his ear to his brain, then seeped into his heart.

Since the posture was quite tiring, Fumika Ogawa had to frequently shift her legs, causing the collar of her dress to sway back and forth.

Shuichi Chiba couldn't help but speak up. "This must be tiring. Would you like to change to a more comfortable position?"

"Oh? I'm fine… but it's true that it's harder to see inside like this." Fumika Ogawa said softly.

Once she removed the ear-cleaning tool, Shuichi Chiba got up and brought over three more chairs, placing them in a row.

"It's a pity there's no bed here. This setup is a bit makeshift. Fumika-san, you should sit down as well. It will be more comfortable." Shuichi Chiba suggested.

Fumika Ogawa complied and sat down, though she was puzzled about what kind of position would be used. It didn't seem very convenient for ear-cleaning.

Until… Shuichi Chiba lay back on the chairs, resting his head on her lap.

Fumika Ogawa froze. She hadn't expected that the more comfortable position Shuichi Chiba mentioned would be a lap pillow.

Is… is this a bit too forward?

But why is Chiba-kun so natural about lying down like this? Is this position really that common?

"Fumika-san?" Shuichi Chiba looked at her with apparent concern. "Are you tired? Do you need to rest before we continue?"

"Huh?" Fumika Ogawa snapped back to reality and quickly shook her head. "No, no, I'm fine. We can continue."

"Thank you then." Shuichi Chiba said, enjoying the soft, smooth sensation of her lap, relishing the feel of her stocking-clad thigh, and inhaling her subtle fragrance. He felt as if he were floating on a cloud and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing the young man's peaceful, closed-eyed face as he lay on her lap, Fumika Ogawa felt her heart flutter. The afternoon sunlight filled the room, and the scene of the young man resting on her lap was exactly like something she had once dreamed of.

As Fumika Ogawa continued with the ear-cleaning, she worked carefully and quietly asked, "Are my legs… not looking good? Does it bother you to rest on them, Chiba-kun?"

"They actually look very nice, and it's quite comfortable." Shuichi Chiba said, placing one of his hands on her thigh, as if to test the sensation and confirm his words.

Fumika Ogawa was startled by his bold move and quickly stopped her ear-cleaning. "Ch-Chiba-kun?"

"Hmm, that's right, Fumika-san's legs are fantastic." Shuichi Chiba said, his hand lingering and fondling her thigh with evident enjoyment.

"Mmm…" Fumika Ogawa emitted a muffled, sticky sound from deep in her throat, her feet tensing up in a mix of embarrassment and discomfort.

"Are you uncomfortable, Fumika-san?" Shuichi Chiba asked knowingly, his hand continuing its movements.

"No, not at all…" Fumika Ogawa said, her eyes growing moist, reflecting her fluttering emotions.

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