Starting Tokyo Life From Inheriting A Shopping Street

When bedtime came and the promised fresh side dishes still hadn't arrived, Shuichi Chiba thought that Sayuki Ogawa might be sulking and refused to deliver them. He decided to wash up and head to bed early.

His hormones from the previous day had mostly subsided, and his sleep was much better. However, he still dreamed about white clouds and the Sumida River. The sensation of the white clouds became increasingly vivid, wrapping around his body in a more detailed and encompassing manner.

When he woke up, it was already morning. He opened his eyes to see daylight and sniffed the lingering scent on his pillow. Checking the time on his phone, he saw it was nine o'clock.

He wondered if Ogawa's sister from next door had come over to supervise the renovations. He considered sending a direct message inviting her over but worried that she might be too shy to come.

The previous day's scenes had opened a Pandora's box. Instead of increasing his resistance, they only heightened his desire, causing his self-control to deteriorate further. He kept thinking about wanting to experience it again.

Just as he was contemplating this, the doorbell rang. He initially planned to go downstairs in his pajamas—after all, they were just loungewear and would be fine for a brief outing.

But then he remembered what had happened the previous morning and quickly changed his mind. He went to the window to peek outside and see what was going on.

If it was that shameless Sayuki Ogawa, then he wouldn't need to change; but if it was someone else, he'd have to be more careful.

Peeking out from the window, Shuichi Chiba was surprised to see a young girl with long hair. After staring for a moment, he recognized her as Tsuki Akiyama.

"Why is she here?" Shuichi wondered about this peculiar girl with her unique traits and quickly changed his clothes before heading downstairs.

"Is there something urgent this early?" Shuichi asked directly when he opened the door.

Tsuki Akiyama glanced around warily before whispering, "Let's discuss this inside."

Shuichi let her in, but Tsuki then said, "Let's go upstairs."

"..." Shuichi stood there speechless, crossing his arms. "I must say, President Akiyama, I'm living alone as a guy. Are you so eager to enter my room? If there's something to discuss, we can do it right here."

Tsuki Akiyama's face turned an unusual shade of red at Shuichi's words. "So you're a pervert after all, wanting to do such things in public!"

Shuichi Chiba's eyelid twitches, clearly annoyed. "You know, your attitude is really off-putting. If you were a bit more straightforward and didn't sound so insincere, maybe I'd be more interested."

Tsuki Akiyama stubbornly retorted, "Isn't that what men like? If there's no resistance, it's boring, right? It wouldn't have any sense of conquest."

"Ugh…" Shuichi grimaced, "I have to give it to you for thinking it through so thoroughly."

"Let's go upstairs first. It'd be bad if my mom or someone else finds out." Tsuki Akiyama said, her small heels clicking as she dashed up the stairs.

The scene felt almost like a female knight charging into the demon lord's castle, ready to face whatever came next.

Shuichi shook his head and followed her up to the second floor. Tsuki Akiyama stood in the living room but didn't immediately enter the bedroom.

Standing there, she fiddled with the hem of her skirt, her face showing a stubborn look as if she were coerced into this situation.

"So, what's this about?" Shuichi asked as he closed the door behind him.

"Aren't you going to sit down first?" Tsuki Akiyama turned her head away, clearly reluctant to explain.

At this point, Shuichi Chiba couldn't help but feel curious. He pulled up a chair and sat down, eager to see what would unfold.

To be honest, he had never encountered such a situation in his past life—he'd only heard about it. This was quite a novel experience for him.

Seeing that he was seated, Tsuki Akiyama slowly lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her cotton socks, her "absolute territory," and—newly bought blue-and-white striped underwear.

"According to our agreement, I changed into the blue-and-white stripes, and the writing hasn't been washed off. Is this okay, you big pervert? Once you're done, I'll put it away." She said, her voice cold and stiff, but her eyes betraying her excitement.

She was trembling slightly all over. Especially last night, when her sister An Akiyama had insisted on bathing together, she had no reason to refuse and ended up covering the writing on her legs with a waterproof patch.

The constant risk of exposure and the danger of completely overturning her usual image made her feel like her brain was vibrating.

Shuichi Chiba, focusing on the results of his handiwork and the mythical blue-and-white stripes, said nothing, his eyes fixed on the sight before him.

Without a response, Tsuki Akiyama kept holding up her skirt. This humiliation play left her with an intense, almost irresistible thrill.

"President, you really are a pervert. I've heard of exhibitionists who only wear a coat and open it when they encounter women. Your current method seems to be similar to that, doesn't it?"

Shuichi Chiba looked at Tsuki Akiyama with the same gaze he might use to observe a paramecium. Under that gaze, Tsuki felt even more unsettled, and a soft whimper escaped from her throat.

"Have you ever done this to others before?" Shuichi Chiba, with his leg crossed, questioned her as if in an interrogation, not allowing her to lower her skirt.

"N-No…" Tsuki Akiyama's voice trembled slightly, "I only developed this hobby in the past two years. Because of the previous student council president, the students at school are quite afraid of me and speak to me very cautiously."

"Good, keep it up. In front of others, you're still that aloof student council president. Only in front of me can you reveal your true self, understand?" Shuichi Chiba ordered with an undeniable tone.

"I understand…" Tsuki Akiyama's eyes gradually grew distant with a trembling voice.

Shuichi Chiba sighed inwardly. At such a young age, how did she develop such a peculiar hobby? Fortunately, she met me; if she had met some perverted old man, her life would be ruined.

To help the girl, Shuichi Chiba decided to spend time with her when he could, doing things that were appropriate and normal, to prevent her from becoming increasingly dissatisfied and heading down a dangerous path.

"You can put it down now." After reassuring the girl, Shuichi Chiba's attention shifted back to her hairstyle.

The girl, having let go of her skirt, felt a pang of regret—was that it?

"I looked up the origin of the blue and white striped hairstyle online. It's exactly like the hairstyle of Mio Akiyama, right? Coincidentally, I also have the surname Akiyama, so that's why you wanted me to wear this."

"Exactly, you can keep this hairstyle as well. Now, go back and take care of your tasks." Shuichi Chiba nodded, ready to send the girl on her way.

But the girl's face showed clear signs of dissatisfaction, prompting Shuichi Chiba to call out to her, "Wait a moment."

He pulled two bills from his wallet and handed them to her. "Buy a maid outfit when you have time. Come over and help me clean up when you're free, and also get a pair of cat ears."

The thought of Tsuki Akiyama in a cat-eared maid outfit was stimulating and would satisfy the girl's particular needs—a win-win situation.

Tsuki Akiyama grabbed the money and instantly perked up. "As expected, you're such a big pervert."

With that, she turned and left. However, as the door closed, something seemed to have accidentally fallen from her. Tsuki didn't appear to notice and walked away.

Shuichi Chiba went over to pick up the item, his mouth twitching. "How fake. It's not like I'm a cop, who carries something like this around? And she dropped it accidentally…"

He put the small plastic prop into a drawer, muttering to himself, "This isn't right; I can't use it. It's too perverted. But in future it might come in handy…"

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