Tokyo Rebirth: Start From Picking Up Sayu

After the fireworks show ended, everyone who had played all night said goodbye to each other and then left.

After returning to the apartment, Kato Yusuke packed up the cat litter, took a shower and put on clean home clothes, and finally sat down at his desk.

Turn on the computer, enter the music software, and click on a radio station.

The female host's voice, as innocent as a field of sunflowers, sounded from the speakers.

After a brief introduction to the song, the host's voice faded out and turned into soft jazz, as if he was being gently hugged from behind, and the tone sounded extremely distant.

Kato Yusuke held the black cat on his lap and gently stroked the latter's soft fur while looking out the window idly.

The hands on the clock had just passed nine o'clock, and it was not yet time to go to bed, but he only turned on two desk lamps to keep the light dim and visible.

If it were normal, he would probably continue writing the "Fate" series project at this moment, but now after the festival, he is not in that mood for the time being.

After closing my eyes carelessly, the half month since Xia COMI appeared and disappeared like a bubble.

Suddenly, the yukata with countless red camellias printed on it came to mind, and then the face of the owner of the yukata appeared, bright and vivid, which is still fresh in people's memory.

"..."

Kato Yusuke frowned, opened his eyes in silence, and forcibly stopped his thoughts.

He put the black cat on the ground, then stood up and walked to the kitchen, took a bottle of oolong tea from the refrigerator, and drank it.

As the cold tea slid down his throat, his stimulated brain became much clearer.

He sighed and threw the empty bottle into the trash can, feeling a little upset.

To be honest, he was not surprised to meet Sayu tonight.

Although this matter was not of his own free will, he had expected this to happen since the day he agreed to Shinjoka's invitation.

Not just myself, but others too.

Everyone was basically tacit about meeting Sayu. The only one who had a surprise was Asami, otherwise he should have been able to handle it more properly at the time.

Then, he thought about the short period of time when Shiyu disappeared while watching the performance, and the scene where he accidentally witnessed Shiyu and Sayu talking.

As I thought about it, I became even more annoyed.

After being in such a quiet daze for a while, the doorbell suddenly heard "Ding Dong~" from the entrance.

After opening the door——

"Good evening, my lord~"

A miko wearing a white shirt and red skirt was waiting for him outside the door.

Shinjoka wore a white fox mask on her face, and called him "コン" like a fox, but for some reason she made a gesture like a lucky cat.

The posture is mysterious and elegant, cute and cute, as if it was taken from an animated movie.

Kato Yusuke was stunned for a moment, then immediately came to his senses and asked: "...Why are you here?"

The girl smiled and lifted up her mask, winked at him slyly, gently folded her hands in front of her body, and bowed reservedly and virtuously.

"Excuse me, sir, I am a witch who is here to pray for you. Can you let me in?"

The mask worn diagonally on her head unexpectedly blended in with her attire, exuding a holy aura like a messenger of the gods, which was very suitable.

Kato Yusuke was stunned again, then stepped aside and said, "Come in and talk."

"Okay~~~!" Shinjoka happily took off her clogs and walked into the living room on her snow-white footbags. Her skirt lightly brushed the ground and finally stopped in the center of the room.

The black cat suddenly saw a stranger, and immediately jumped back to the cat climbing frame, and exposed half of its head to secretly observe the situation.

Its owner took a bottle of oolong tea from the refrigerator and handed it to the uninvited guest.

Seeing this, the black cat couldn't help but barked "meow, meow~" twice, but Kato Yusuke just glanced at it and didn't care much.

"So?" He motioned Shinjoka to sit down, and then asked, "Why are you dressed like this?"

The girl smiled sweetly, put down the oolong tea in her hand and replied: "Well~ Because I want to see the president as soon as possible, I came over as soon as the work at the festival is over."

There was a brief silence.

Kato Yusuke: "...Your performance today was very good. I heard from Xiao Xi that you became a miko?"

"Ahaha, it's not that exaggerated." Shinjoka waved her hand, "I was only chosen as a temporary miko because of my performance, but I still thank the president for the compliment. I'm so happy~"

Kato Yusuke nodded, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He hadn't been like this before, but something had definitely changed since the last incident.

To put it simply, he was a little unsure about what attitude he should take towards Shintiao Xiang, and he always felt strange and awkward like never before.

"President...?"

I don't know if he saw something, but Shinjoka called him softly, her clear black and white eyes blinking, as if she was planning something.

Kato Yusuke moved his lips, ready to find some random topic to fill the gap, but the girl slowly crawled up to him like a cat and put a hand on his thigh.

"The president looks very troubled." Shinjoka looked up at him and said with a smile: "I am now a real miko. Please let me help you solve your troubles~?"

"Meow?" The black cat's somewhat troubled cry came from the corner, as if asking why there was an extra sneaky cat.

Kato Yusuke lowered his head slightly and met Shinjoka's suggestive gaze.

Her big eyes are smiling and charming, and they are charming like water covering the mist. Her small red lips are slightly open, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, trying to attract people to kiss her.

This is a girl who exudes seductiveness from the bottom of her heart. Under her innocent and childish appearance, she seems to be seducing men and troubling his nerves all the time.

But unfortunately, her dress is extremely holy!

This huge contrast makes her uniquely charming and exudes amazing allure.

Kato Yusuke unconsciously recalled the way she danced and people's praise after the performance, and his eyes became slightly dark.

He was silent for a moment and asked in a lowered voice: "How to solve it?"

Shinjoka smiled, a familiar and pleasing smile. She gently took off the fox mask on her head, then raised her arms flat, and her long, loose sleeves almost hung to the ground.

"President~" She tilted her head slightly and asked in a cute voice: "Can you help me untie the belt of my hakama skirt~?"

She was referring to the long skirt of the miko uniform, which had a red belt tied with a big bow in front of the waist, which was very eye-catching.

Kato Yusuke was still used to her being like this, she could always satisfy his manly vanity and desires.

The awkward atmosphere that bothered him before seemed to have eased a little.

He stared at Shinjoka, suddenly picked her up in a princess hug, and strode towards the bed.

Before Shinjoka could react, she was "thrown" onto the bed. As her vision dimmed, someone stepped forward and trapped her between the bed and him.

Shinjoka's heart was beating unsatisfactorily, and she started to say "President" before Kato Yusuke leaned down and blocked her lips.

"Well -" She couldn't help but hum, feeling an indescribable throbbing moment, and her eyes became trance-like.

How long has it been?

Ever since that group stay at Baihua Lake, she had never had skin-to-skin contact with him like this. Now being touched by him like this, I just feel that the emotions that have been suppressed for a long time are about to burst.

"...Wait a moment, President, wait a moment."

Shinjoka said pleadingly, pushing his chest with two small white hands, and said with a messy breath: "I haven't, haven't taken a shower yet... I'm dirty..."

Kato Yusuke paused, then raised his head to look at her. His dark eyes looked extremely bright, and he suddenly smiled.

He smiled so brightly that his eyebrows stretched, his eyes were affectionate and full of wildness. He easily squeezed her hands, lowered his head and said, "Don't bother, that's all."

After he finished speaking, he captured her lips again.

As his warm breath entered his mouth, Shinjoka suddenly felt weak in his arms and legs, and his waist felt weak.

His kiss was hot and overbearing, as if it was filled with some unspeakable emotions and came overwhelmingly.

The more she struggled, the more firmly he imprisoned her, locking her in his arms and possessing her lips like an oath.

Shinjoka's clear and bright eyes soon became moist and blurry, and she couldn't help but hugged his broad and strong shoulders, and kissed him vigorously in response.

She was defeated by her own desire and was infected by his hot breath. She just wanted to completely possess him.

No one said anything next.

Next door, Yoshida is exchanging emails with old friends.

With the popularity of "", more and more people are paying attention to the production team behind the work.

By coincidence, his name was noticed by his colleagues in the previous company.

Many people came to him to ask about this and invited him to come out for a drink one day in the name of a party.

Seeing that it was hard to refuse everyone's hospitality, he was too embarrassed to refuse, so he simply agreed.

He had just finished processing the matter when a groan suddenly came from somewhere.

Yoshida was suddenly startled. He looked around for a long time, and finally looked at the next door separated by a wall.

He walked forward hesitantly and put his ear to the wall, listening intently. He suspected that something had happened to someone's cat.

"…………"

After a moment, his eyes widened in shock, and he hurriedly walked away from the wall, his old face turning black and red.

I took out my phone and looked at the time. It was just after ten o'clock in the evening.

Yoshida thought with a headache, decisively put on his clothes, took his keys, wallet and cell phone, and went out to avoid the limelight.

There is no way, I really can’t stay in this house any longer!

…

I do not know how long it has been.

The tracks on the stereo changed to lazy classics, and the quiet chirping of cicadas came from the window.

Shinjouxiang supported the mattress, climbed up, and asked cautiously: "President, should I go back now?"

Kato Yusuke half-circled her waist and whispered, "Aren't you going to take a shower?"

"Oh~~Then I'll borrow the bathroom and leave after taking a shower."

Shinjoka said as she sat up, picked up the pure white gown of a miko's uniform from the ground, wrapped it around her body, and then prepared to take a shower.

However--

"That's not what I meant." Kato Yusuke held her wrist, stared at her with his deep pupils, and finally shook his head slowly, "It's too late, you can stay after you take a shower."

"……Eh--?"

Shinjoka was stunned.

Stay...?

Is she qualified to live in this room?

It's not the young ladies in the studio, nor the mysterious Miss S... but her little pet.

It took a long time for Shinjoka to come back to her senses, and she suddenly felt a little nervous. She pretended to be calm but asked with a slightly trembling voice: "President, can I stay here too...?"

Kato Yusuke's throat tightened, and he felt sorry for her inexplicably.

He didn't say anything, just sat up and hugged her, "Forget it, I changed my mind, let's take a shower together."

Shinjoka's slender eyelashes flicked slightly, she lowered her head as if to cover up, and said quickly: "Well... I think it will grow."

Fifteen minutes later.

The girl raised her two slender legs and slowly poured into the bathtub filled with hot water.

With a "wow" sound, a pair of strong arms naturally wrapped around her from behind, and she leaned back obediently and rested her head in the other person's arms.

Bang, bang, bang.

The hot water overflowed from the bathtub and quickly returned to calm.

In the misty space, everything was hazy.

However, for the two people inside, the outline of the other person is so clear, and the real touch is deeply imprinted in their minds, lingering.

"President." Shinjoka tilted his face slightly and asked, "Won't I crowd you in this way?"

Kato Yusuke shook his head and replied no.

Although Shintōka has a bumpy figure, her actual physique is slightly smaller than that of Yingli, and she is a typical "skinny" type of Baiyou.

She is so small that she barely takes up any space.

After hearing his answer, Shinjoka finally calmed down and stretched out comfortably.

Then she gently pulled up her hair, revealing her snow-white neck, which was surrounded by red sucking marks, which looked both ambiguous and shocking.

Kato Yusuke's eyes slowly moved down, and the snow-white bulge came into view.

He narrowed his eyes, lifted up her wet hair, caressed her delicate and smooth face with his fingers, couldn't help but lower his head to her neck, and kissed her softly and lightly.

Shinjoka immediately noticed something unusual. It didn't feel like the violent storm before, but it felt a little itchy.

She subconsciously shrank her neck and quickly adapted.

She didn't resist, and had no intention of resisting. She tilted her head to the other side cooperatively, enjoying his kiss.

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