Starting Tokyo Life From Inheriting A Shopping Street

The lady in front of him had a figure that was strikingly voluptuous. Her tailored blazer seemed to be struggling to perform its duty, pushed to one side, while her white blouse underneath was stretched tightly.

The second button at the collar was straining, as if it might burst open at any moment.

Her waist, accentuated by the outfit, appeared exceptionally slender, almost alarmingly so.

Yet, below the waist, the curves took on a dramatic, full shape, with a form-fitting skirt that evoked thoughts of a ripe peach.

Her voluptuous thighs were tightly packed in black stockings, slightly rubbing together in a restless manner.

Shuichi Chiba was momentarily stunned, quickly shifting his gaze upward, where he met a pair of sparkling, doe-like eyes looking back at him.

As Shuichi Chiba was about to apologize for his unintentional rudeness, the woman avoided his gaze as soon as their eyes met, timidly lowering her head.

Why does she seem a bit... vulnerable?

Shuichi Chiba quickly dismissed any troubling thoughts and refocused, offering a gentle smile.

"I'm the manager here. May I ask your name, Mrs..."

"Ogawa!" The strikingly curvaceous lady jolted slightly. "I'm Fumika Ogawa…"

Shuichi Chiba nodded. "Then please, Mrs Ogawa, have a seat while I change into something more appropriate. It's quite impolite to continue like this."

"Oh, oh, of course. Please take your time, Chiba-san." Fumika Ogawa quickly replied, watching him head upstairs with a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, she placed one hand on her chest and the other on her thigh, as if trying to cool down from the lingering heat of his gaze on her body.

Shuichi Chiba reached the second floor, where there was another door. Since the downstairs area was used for office purposes and was often open, leaving the upstairs unlocked wasn't ideal for security.

Unlocking the door with a key, he entered the bedroom and quickly opened the wardrobe, retrieving his professional suit.

Given his youthful appearance, dressing more formally was essential to ensure he was taken seriously.

After changing into his suit, Shuichi Chiba glanced at his reflection in the mirror and couldn't help but feel a bit reflective.

"I look like a delicate, sickly young man… but it will be no problem after some time."

It couldn't be helped—the previous owner of the body had been sedentary, staying at home all the time with poor diet and lifestyle habits. Even though he had made adjustments for over a month, he still didn't look particularly healthy. But the relief was that there weren't any problems with the body and he was quite packed between his legs.

Not wanting to waste more time, Shuichi Chiba thought about the striking yet timid lady downstairs and quickened his pace.

However, upon reaching the first floor where the office was, he was taken aback. In addition to Mrs. Ogawa, there was now another woman dressed in a revealing outfit.

The most striking thing was that, from the face alone, the two women were almost identical—appearing to be twins.

This new arrival was equally eye-catching, particularly due to her well-defined muscles.

She wore a tight yoga top that showcased her fit figure, with her entire midriff exposed and the defined lines of her abs prominently on display.

The new arrival casually draped a jacket over her shoulders, paired with ultra-short denim shorts that boldly showcased her long, toned legs.

"Is he the manager here, Sis?" Sayuki Ogawa asked, hugging her arms and accentuating her chest.

Hearing the way the new women called Fumika, sis, Shuichi Chiba nodded internally, confirming that they were indeed sisters. However, while they shared similar facial features, their expressions, attire, and overall aura were quite different.

Their figures also varied—one was clearly athletic and toned, while the other had a more delicate and curvy appearance.

"Yes, this is Chiba-san." Fumika Ogawa confirmed with a firm nod.

"I see," Sayuki Ogawa said, turning to Shuichi Chiba. "Please show us the available storefronts."

Compared to her sister, Sayuki came across as much more assertive.

Shuichi Chiba wasn't particularly concerned. In any industry involving people, one would inevitably encounter all sorts of personalities.

And indeed, many of those personalities were quite colorful.

He first invited both women to sit down, while retrieving documents from the drawer of his desk.

"Out of the 49 stores in the shopping street, 13 are available for rent. What type of business are you planning, and what size store do you need?"

"We are planning to open a women's beauty salon." Fumika Ogawa replied silently, watching her sister with anticipation.

Shuichi Chiba immediately understood who was in charge. "In that case, the space can't be too small. It should be at least 100 square meters combined for both floors…"

He presented several suitable storefront options to the two women. It didn't take long for Sayuki Ogawa to select one of them. She looked up and asked, "Can we visit the store now?"

"Of course." Shuichi Chiba agreed with a nod, rising from his seat to lead them to the store.

The store they were going to was just across the street, so it was only a short walk for the three of them.

After a thorough inspection of the first floor, it was clear that Fumika Ogawa was very interested but remained silent, simply following her sister and waiting for her to make a decision.

"The second floor is a bit smaller but can be used for both business and residence. The layout can be customized according to your needs." Shuichi Chiba said as he led them upstairs.

The stairs were somewhat steep, a common issue in many Japanese buildings.

Shuichi Chiba was concerned about the two guests in high heels possibly tripping, so he frequently glanced back and waited at the top of the stairs.

Sayuki Ogawa, with her athletic build, navigated the stairs effortlessly and quickly reached the top and started to look at the second floor, but Fumika Ogawa seemed a bit more troubled.

She carefully held onto the railing as she ascended, and noticing Shuichi Chiba waiting for her, she felt a bit anxious and quickened her pace to avoid causing any inconvenience.

"Rip—"

A sudden, unexpected sound made Shuichi Chiba immediately look around for its source, quickly locating the issue.

Fumika Ogawa's thigh-high stocking had torn, seemingly torn by the zipper of her handbag. The white, voluptuous flesh of her thigh was exposed, and with the black stockings and form-fitting skirt, the contrast was striking and impossible to ignore.

"Ah—"

Fumika let out a soft exclamation and hurriedly tried to pull down her skirt to cover her exposed thigh.

However, her abrupt movements caused the already strained button at her collar to pop off, flying through the air.

As Shuichi Chiba saw the button flying towards him, he instinctively reached out and caught it in his hand. However, his attention was quickly drawn to the deep, exposed cleavage revealed by the unbuttoned blouse.

With Fumika Ogawa still on the stairs, and Shuichi Chiba standing on the top of stairs having a vantage point from above, the view was both clear and full.

Caught in the sight, Shuichi Chiba was momentarily mesmerized, his focus completely captivated by the alluring and unintended display before him.

Fumika Ogawa quickly tried to cover her chest with one hand, but with her skirt being so short and her ample figure, she couldn't manage to cover everything effectively.

Frozen in place, her ears turned red with embarrassment, and her eyes were on the verge of tears as she looked pleadingly at her sister for help.

As Sayuki Ogawa, who had been inspecting the property, heard her sister's distressed sound, she turned around, immediately recognizing the plea for help. She rushed over and positioned herself between Shuichi Chiba and Fumika.

The area at the top of the stairs was narrow, and with Sayuki stepping in, there was inevitable physical contact between her and Chiba. 

Shuichi Chiba felt a brief, soft touch against his chest before he was gently pushed against the wall.

Sayuki Ogawa pressed one hand against the wall and placed the other on Shuichi Chiba's shoulder, her eyes narrowing in a questioning gaze that, despite its sharpness, carried a hint of allure.

Even though Shuichi Chiba found himself pressed against the wall by Sayuki, and was aware of the faint, pleasant scent emanating from her, he remained composed. He glanced at her well-defined abs and knew that giving the wrong answer could lead to an uncomfortable situation. He managed a wry smile and said,

"I heard the sound and was surprised and came to check what happened. If someone's hurt, I can't just ignore it while I'm here…"

The events had unfolded quickly, so his explanation seemed plausible and reasonable.

Sayuki Ogawa, after considering his explanation, decided not to press the matter further. She simply said, "Although your intentions were good, it's best to be more careful next time. You wouldn't want to cause misunderstandings. Also, just a reminder, my sister may be easy to handle, but I am not."

Shuichi Chiba thought to himself, 'Is there really going to be a next time? Does your sister often tear her stockings and have buttons pop off?'

Additionally, he realized, 'So, her sister is indeed quite easy to handle.'