Tokyo Rebirth: Start From Picking Up Sayu

I don’t know how long it took, but Benisaka Akane woke up leisurely.

The thick eyelashes quivered slightly, dancing like butterfly wings.

What came into view was darkness.

"Hiss~"

She gasped in pain, her lower body felt hot, and her lower abdomen also felt a little sore.

Where is this?

She looked at her surroundings in confusion, identifying them in the darkness.

The passive and idle brain operates slowly, slowly waking up from the blank and confused state bit by bit, just like a computer starting from a dormant state.

Bathroom, hot water, theoretical mechanics...

"Damn theoretical mechanics...!"

Akane Benisaka cursed angrily, her voice hoarse and weak.

At this moment, in the dead of night, only her own voice echoed in her ears.

"..."

After waiting for a long time, Benisaka Akane didn't hear any sound. A slight worry could not help but appear on her arrogant and strong face, and she couldn't help but want to sit up from the bed.

However, when she first wanted to take action, she found that her two arms were numb as if they did not belong to her, and it was very difficult to even move her fingers.

That's not all.

When she began to concentrate and examine herself, she realized that her entire body was extremely heavy, like a patient recovering from a serious illness, her whole body was sore and weak.

At this moment, there was a slight sound of the door opening suddenly coming from the entrance, followed by a cat's meow and the sound of the door being closed, which was deliberately suppressed.

She followed the sound and looked over.

Under the small light source in the entrance, Kato Yusuke walked in quietly holding the black cat in his left hand and a plastic bag in his right hand.

The next moment, the two people on and off the bed looked at each other.

"……Um?"

After being stunned for a while, Kato Yusuke put down the black cat, then walked to the bed and sat down, "So you're awake, little auntie."

"..."

Akane Benisaka glared at him, her brows raised in the middle, her voice cold: "Why am I here...?"

"Huh? Don't you remember?"

Kato Yusuke raised one eyebrow slightly with a subtle expression.

"Because you fell asleep while taking a shower, so I helped you tidy up and then put you on the bed."

"Where are my clothes!"

"Your underwear got wet, so I threw it in the washing machine and folded the others and put them in the bathroom."

Akane Hongsaka shrank into the quilt, her brows furrowed deeper, "...you just hold me like this?"

"How can it be?"

Kato Yusuke couldn't help laughing and said: "What if you catch a cold? I wrapped a bath towel for you at the time."

The air conditioner in the room whirred, sending warm air.

Akane Hongsaka narrowed her eyes and asked again: "What time is it now?"

"Ten forty-five, you must have slept for about half an hour."

"...What did you do again?"

"Well...because you seemed to be feeling uncomfortable, I went to the drugstore to buy some anti-swelling medicine." Yusuke Kato touched his nose and took the medicine out of the plastic bag.

Hearing this, Akane Hongsaka became very angry and said with a sneer: "Don't be so pretentious here, you were not soft at all when you used it."

Kato Yusuke scratched his cheek and said, "It's my fault today. To make up for it, I'll help you apply medicine first."

Akane Hongsaka was slightly stunned at first, then immediately reacted and said urgently: "Wait, what do you want to do? I can do that kind of thing myself!"

However, the other party ignored her and moved to the end of the bed to take action.

The quilt was lifted up, letting in the cool breeze.

"Hiss~"

Akane Benisaka suddenly felt a chill coming from her skin. She couldn't help but reflexively arched her body slightly and groaned: "You bastard..."

The voice is sexy and husky, very seductive.

"Don't move."

Kato Yusuke whispered as if coaxing a child. His slender fingers were covered with cold ointment, and he slowly stirred it between the texture and spread the medicine evenly.

"..."

Anger appeared in Akane Hongsaka's eyes, but after a while, they became moist again.

She bit her lower lip tightly and clutched a corner of the quilt with a red face. Her brown-red hair was messy and spread like a waterfall, suppressing the shame in her heart.

Kato Yusuke felt her nervousness, but did not make things too difficult for her, and quickly dealt with it.

"Okay, that's it."

As he spoke, he returned to the bedside, placed the ointment on the bedside table, and rubbed his fingers on his clothes to wipe away the ointment and water stains on it.

Akane Hongsaka said nothing, her face was as cold as ice, and her breath was slightly disordered.

Kato Yusuke looked at her with warm eyes, and gently stretched out a hand to help her arrange her hair carefully.

Because of this movement, Akane Benisaka's eyelashes trembled imperceptibly, and the ice in her eyes melted a little.

"...Where's my cigarette?"

"Want to smoke now?"

"Don't you let me?"

"How come? I'll get it for you."

Kato Yusuke smiled, took a cigarette, a lighter and a portable ashtray from her windbreaker and helped light it.

Akane Benisaka held the cigarette between two fingers of her right hand and took a puff in unison.

After a while, a faint smell of tobacco floated in the air, and shallow sparks appeared as a beautiful aperture with the curvature of her hand.

She narrowed her eyes in contentment, her smooth skin exuding a quiet halo in the dim light, and her brows and eyes revealed expressive beauty.

"I asked, what are you busy with lately?"

"I'm not busy with anything, just cultural festivals and workshops."

"So, how's your studio doing now?"

"Well...it hasn't started yet, but it should officially start in the next two days."

Akane Kurisaka looked at him sideways, "What about my manga? Didn't you say you wanted to speed up the progress? How long do you want me to wait?"

"I will try my best to speed up that." Kato Yusuke smiled: "I won't let my little aunt wait too long."

Akane Kurisaka curled her lips in disdain and said sarcastically: "It sounds nice now, but you were very unambiguous when dealing with Iori."

Kato Yusuke knew that she was referring to arranging for Hashishima Iori to urge her manuscript, and he had indeed not paid much attention to her recently. This was also a fact that could not be denied.

So he apologized sincerely: "Sorry, this is my problem. I will have a good chat with him later, but is that why you came?"

"What do you think?"

Akane Kurisaka slightly pursed her lips, blew a puff of smoke into his face, and mocked: "Otherwise, do you think I'm here to do housework?"

Kato Yusuke smelled the smell of tobacco lingering in front of him, couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, and then took off his jacket.

As the zipper of the sports coat was unzipped, the perfectly sculptured male figure was exposed to the air, and he was actually wearing nothing underneath.

The movement of Akane Akane's hands stopped, and while she was looking at his well-defined chest and abdominal muscles, she asked in a low voice: "...You just wore this when you went out? Isn't it cold?"

Kato Yusuke didn't answer, casually threw his coat on the bedside table, and just looked down at her quietly.

The bright moonlight shines through the gaps in the curtains and shines on him, reflecting off his flowing white hair and his tall and toned figure.

When he looked over like this, he had a look of disdain.

Tsk…

Akane Akane felt a little unhappy for no reason.

She was now fully conscious, and the scene a few hours ago also appeared in her mind.

She remembers the warmth of the hot water flowing on their bodies, the slight feeling of weightlessness when she stepped on his instep, his rough and arrogant behavior, and the feeling of her retreating to the point where her mind went blank...

As she thought about it, her mood became a little turbulent. She lowered her eyes unconsciously and took a puff of cigarette pretending to be calm.

"...Anyway, I came here today to tell you something."

"Is that so?"

Kato Yusuke smiled faintly, got on the bed neatly, and stretched out his hand to reach for her arm.

"What are you doing-??"

Akane Benisaka's hand shook, and a small handful of cigarette ash fell from the front end and fell into the ashtray.

Ignoring her feeble struggle, Kato Yusuke leaned against the head of the bed, held her on his lap, hugged her from behind, and whispered in his ear.

"Don't you want to say something? You say it and I listen."

A strong masculine aura surrounded her, and strong arms went around from both sides to the front, hugging her bare waist and tightening slightly.

A frightening sense of power came through the muscles of her arms, twitching Akane Kurisaka's heart, causing her breathing to stagnate, and for a moment she even forgot what she had thought about.

Kato Yusuke didn't rush her, he slowly kissed her ears and cheeks, and gently rubbed her smooth and flat belly.

The tickling sensation in her abdomen aroused Akane Akane, who suddenly came to her senses and patted his hand hard, "Be honest and don't move around. Let's get down to business!"

"That's all you say."

"...Did Iori tell you? He will bring his sister over this weekend."

Kato Yusuke thought about it for a moment and shook his head, "It seems I haven't said it before. What's wrong?"

"Aren't you planning to take in Iori's sister? At least meet her once, right?"

"When will they come?"

Akane Kurisaka was panting slightly, raised a hand to grab his hair, and said, "Iori said they will arrive in Tokyo on Saturday. You can ask for the specific meeting time yourself...don't bite your neck."

"Don't you like it?" Kato Yusuke asked vaguely, but received no reply.

He raised his hand slightly and gently stroked the satin-like skin. While thinking about the original coordinates of the function problem, he grasped the two extreme values.

Akane Hongsaka took a long puff of cigarette, and couldn't hold it back anymore, so she gave him an elbow on his side, and her voice trembled slightly: "I told you not to move! Don't you understand?"

"Sorry, I just suddenly thought of theoretical mechanics...I didn't pay attention."

Listen, is this human language? ?

"You still have the guts to mention that damn theoretical mechanics!"

Akane Kurisaka's anger level increased sharply, and she cursed angrily: "You little bastard, you are born in the year of the dog, right? You just don't feel bad if you write with someone who is not your girlfriend, right?"

Kato Yusuke looked at her angry face from the corner of his eye, and without saying much, he directly raised his head to cover those red lips and kissed her.

"Uh-huh...get out of here!"

At first, Akane Hongsaka muttered with resistance, but under his skillful guidance, she softened in a moment. She couldn't help but put her backhand around his neck and kissed him passionately.

The ears and temples were rubbed together, making the air hot.

Silent modal words flowed from his lips and tongue, and his voice became sticky and stringy.

After a while, the two gradually separated.

Kato Yusuke licked his lips and felt that his mouth was full of the bitter taste of tobacco, but mixed with a little sweetness of women.

Just like a cup of fragrant coffee, among the strong bitterness, there is also a hint of sweetness, which is endlessly memorable.

He paused, and then said: "...I will contact Iori over there, so you don't have to worry. Is there anything else besides this?"

Without replying, Akane Benisaka threw the almost-burned cigarette in her hand into the ashtray and extinguished it, then threw the ashtray on the bedside table aside. Then she turned over to face him, holding her arms on his chest with her charming eyes.

She gently scraped his chest with her nails, lowered her head to kiss him, and slowly moved down along the outline.

Kato Yusuke put an arm behind his head, his dark pupils dilated and contracted for a while, and then he heard this sentence.

"There's nothing else to do. I want to prepare an animation production committee. You'd better finish the comics as soon as possible."

"Well, I understand."

"If not, just hire a few assistants. Isn't that guy Iori's sister a ready-made helper? And so is Eri Kashiwagi. Don't just think about playing with women, do some serious business occasionally."

"This statement is too ugly... Besides, my relationship with Mr. Eri Kashiwagi is not that kind of relationship."

"You know your business well. I have no interest in it, but the fact is that your studio has been idle for a whole month. "

Akane Kurisaka tightened her chest as she spoke, "...At the same time, I never serialize less than five works every month, and that's while taking into account animation planning."

"Hiss~"

Kato Yusuke took a breath and felt a sense of pressure and squeezing from her body. He couldn't help but ask in a hoarse voice: "I know you have always been very powerful, but I didn't expect you to pay so much attention to me."

Akane Benisaka raised her eyelids and glanced at him, looking at his relaxed brows and refreshed look, and then lowered his head to work.

"Stop talking, I just can't stand your laziness, don't get carried away."

Kato Yusuke smiled hoarsely: "Although I wasn't used to it at first, I quite like your insincere words now... Hiss, why do you bite?"

"If you don't want to die, just shut your mouth, do you understand?"

"I understand, little aunt."

"Anyway, that's it. Your studio is idle anyway. Ask the artists to help you draw comics. Just think of it as training for them."

"Even if you say so, I still only have Kashiwagi Eri-sensei there. Once she starts making games, she won't have that much time."

"She doesn't have time, can't you just leave the work to Er Yuan?"

"Well... let's wait until Iori's sister comes."

Akane Hongsaka nodded in recognition.

Kato Yusuke stretched out a hand and put it on her head, stroking her gently as if encouraging. She received an impatient glare from the other party, then raised her hands in surrender.

"Sorry, this is force majeure."

"..."

Akane Kurisaka curled her lips, a little too lazy to talk to him.

Amidst the ups and downs, the ambiguous night gradually became thicker.

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