Starting Tokyo Life From Inheriting A Shopping Street

Casually throwing together some breakfast, Shuichi Chiba didn't have to wait long before Fumika Ogawa came over on her own.

Just as Shuichi was about to send a message, he was pleasantly surprised. After all, Fumika was incredibly shy, and he had thought that after what happened last time, she would be too embarrassed to see him. For her to come over on her own now was quite rare.

"I was just thinking whether Fumika-san would come today. This is great."

Shuichi Chiba gently pulled Fumika Ogawa's hand over, clasping it in his, and slowly rubbed it.

Her delicate and soft hand was smooth and still carried a pleasant fragrance. Compared to Shuichi's own hand, hers felt small and exquisite, with a slightly cool touch that was very comforting.

Fumika Ogawa had no resistance to his actions and let him play with her hand as he pleased.

"About what happened yesterday, I'm really sorry. I checked online afterward and read that if... Well, if someone has had a bad experience in that kind of situation, it could leave a psychological trauma and even lead to some illnesses. Chiba-kun, your body is fine, right?"

Hearing Fumika say this, Shuichi Chiba blinked and leaned in close to her ear, whispering softly, "Wouldn't Fumika-san need to personally check to feel reassured? Also, it seems like yesterday's 'treatment' will need to continue for a while before it takes effect. I'll be relying on you more in the future, Fumika-san."

Fumika lowered her head, unable to meet his gaze, and responded with a quiet, barely audible sound through her nose, "Mm..."

As for the "treatment," Fumika Ogawa, who had long been yearning, also eagerly anticipated it. The overwhelming and dizzying sensation made her utterly enchanted, and the image of the two of them lying side by side on the bed, exchanging warm, tender gazes, was something she deeply cherished.

Shuichi gently led Fumika Ogawa upstairs and into the bedroom. There was no need for the soft transition of a massage this time; instead, he sat her directly on his lap. Though still shy, Fumika seemed less hesitant than the day before. After only a brief pause, she leaned into him, letting her body relax into his embrace.

Holding her close, Shuichi buried his face in the crook of her neck, breathing in deeply as if her presence alone was a source of comfort. The warmth between them seemed to grow with each moment.

"Ch-Chiba-kun, it tickles..." Fumika whispered, her voice soft as her legs shifted slightly in response. Her face flushed a rosy red, and she instinctively tried to pull her neck away from him.

Shuichi held her just a little tighter, his voice lowering into something more intimate. "Last night, I dreamed about you, Fumika. But when I woke up this morning, I was lying in an empty bed. I don't know why, but for some reason, it made me feel... sad."

As he spoke, he let his arms circle around her more firmly, the weight of his words settling in the quiet room. "When I think about it," he continued, "I realized that the feeling of holding someone close—it's something I haven't experienced in a long time. Since I've grown older, those moments have become so rare. But after hugging you yesterday... I remembered that warmth, and now I feel like I can't let it go."

"Can't... let go..."

Those words echoed in Fumika's heart. She felt her emotions stirring deeply, and her eyes, which had been uncertain before, now shimmered with a gentle, dreamy haze. Her body melted further into his, soft and pliant, like she had completely surrendered to the moment.

The unspoken connection between them seemed to intensify, and for Fumika, the weight of those simple words made her feel cherished in a way she hadn't anticipated. This intimacy, this shared vulnerability, was something she found herself falling into, unable to resist the growing bond between them.

"Chiba-kun... living alone must be so lonely, right? From now on, I'll be there to keep you company..." Fumika Ogawa whispered softly.

"If I could, I'd want to stay like this forever. You feel so soft, Fumika, it's so comforting to hold you." Shuichi Chiba responded, placing a light kiss on her delicate earlobe, eliciting a soft moan from her.

"Shall... shall we continue the treatment?" Fumika, overwhelmed by her emotions, could no longer hold back. She finally spoke up, asking for more, not just with her words but through her actions as well. She shifted her body slightly and sought out Shuichi's lips herself.

The two of them became increasingly lost in the moment...

"Mm..." As the passion deepened, Fumika suddenly felt Shuichi's hands growing more adventurous. No longer content with caressing her waist and thighs, even the confines of her skirt seemed insufficient.

However, unlike her concerns with Sayuki, there was no malice or worry here. She wasn't afraid of being caught, so she let him explore further without protest, even as her body reacted with uncertainty, her legs shifting restlessly.

Sensing her unease, Shuichi paused their kiss, giving her a moment to breathe and gather herself.

Breathing heavily, her face flushed, Fumika Ogawa gazed at him in confusion. Her alluring eyes, still unfocused from the heat of the moment, added to her charm.

"W-what's wrong?" She asked, her voice filled with uncertainty.

"If you keep moving, Fumika, I might embarrass myself right here." Shuichi Chiba replied with a wry smile.

"Ch-Chiba-kun... do you need a... check-up?" Fumika stammered, her words coming out before she could fully process them. Her face turned an even deeper shade of red, heat radiating from her as if her entire body was about to melt. She felt embarrassed for saying something so shameless, yet somehow the words had slipped out naturally.

"There's no rush, Fumika. You can take your time, just relax. Honestly, just holding you and talking like this feels really nice." Shuichi reassured her, letting her rest her head on his shoulder. Their faces gently pressed together as he stroked her silky hair, calming her and allowing her to catch her breath.

He couldn't help but worry she might run out of air otherwise.

"Mm..." Fumika Ogawa closed her eyes, basking in Shuichi's gentle touch.

"By the way, Sayuki-san didn't bring any gifts this morning like she usually does. Is she too busy? Or... could it be that she's starting to dislike me because I'm taking up more of your time?" Shuichi Chiba voiced the question that had been on his mind.

"No, not at all. Sayuki doesn't dislike you," Fumika answered awkwardly, her face flushing with embarrassment. "I... I told her not to bring anything."

"Why?" Shuichi asked, a hint of teasing in his voice.

Seeing no way to avoid the question, Fumika hesitated before mumbling, "The stockings from yesterday got dirty... how could I ask her to give you something like that?"

"I see... that's a bit of a shame." Shuichi replied, his tone tinged with mock disappointment.

"Chiba-kun, do you really enjoy receiving... that kind of gift?" Fumika couldn't help but ask, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"Because it's from you, Fumika, of course I do. I've kept all of them neatly stored in the wardrobe." Shuichi said, pointing to the closet by the bed.

Following his gesture, Fumika's mind conjured up a vivid image—one of him masturbating while holding her worn stockings. The thought made her feel both flustered and strangely intrigued, her imagination running wild with the possibilities.

The vivid image in Fumika Ogawa's mind made her breathing grow even more rapid.

"Hiss—" Shuichi Chiba sucked in a sharp breath, trying to control himself.

"S-Sorry..." Fumika gasped, startled by his reaction.

"It's fine. Just... if I end up embarrassing myself like this, Fumika, you're not allowed to laugh at me. It's all your fault for being so irresistibly charming." Shuichi said with a wry smile, trying his best to hold back and jokingly preparing for the worst.

With the intimate atmosphere, her alluring scent, and her warm, soft body in his arms, what man could resist?

"Is it too uncomfortable? Should I get up?" Fumika asked nervously, freezing in place and afraid to move again.

"It's not that bad. Honestly, more than being uncomfortable, I just don't want to let you go. It feels so nice holding you like this." Shuichi admitted, tightening his embrace a little more and adjusting his dick between her legs.

Being clung to by a fragile yet deeply affectionate young man, Fumika felt her ability to think slipping away, her desire to give herself fully growing stronger.

"Um... besides looking up that problem yesterday, I also... I also learned a few new techniques. Would you like to try them, Chiba-kun?" She asked, her voice trembling with nervous excitement.

She had actually gone out of her way to learn new techniques. Shuichi's curiosity was instantly piqued, and he eagerly asked, "What kind of techniques?"

"Well... it's just..." Fumika moved her legs a little, this time deliberately. "There's something called... 'grin...' I don't know if you've heard of it?"

"Hmm? Tell me more." Shuichi was genuinely intrigued, realizing this was something he hadn't come across before.

"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 seemed to take every ounce of her courage.

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