Starting Tokyo Life From Inheriting A Shopping Street

Shuichi carried the umbrella and listened to the rhythmic sound of raindrops hitting the canopy above, leisurely making his way to the management office.

He peeked inside but didn't spot Fumika. Then, turning to the beauty salon, he saw only a few workers busy installing equipment on the first floor.

It had been nearly two days since he'd last seen her. Though they had celebrated together over the phone last night, he still felt a bit restless.

So, instead of heading straight home, Shuichi asked about Fumika's whereabouts and went to the neighboring gym. He found the Ogawa sisters on the second floor.

"Yes, just place it here. Thank you for your hard work." Sayuki was busy giving instructions, while Fumika stood off to the side, comparing items against a checklist.

Both seemed preoccupied, with no time to pay him any attention.

Shuichi stood quietly and watched for a while until Fumika finally noticed him. She quickly ran over and said in a hushed voice:

"Sorry, Chiba-kun, it might take a bit more time to finish up here. I'll be late."

"No problem. It's clear that you're busy here, and my matter isn't urgent. I'll head home first and stop getting in the way." Shuichi replied tactfully, mindful of the people around them. He gave Fumika a subtle wink before leaving.

Fumika opened her mouth as if to say something but hesitated. In the end, she simply nodded and didn't say more.

Shuichi vaguely felt like something was off, but he didn't dwell on it. He headed back alone to the second floor of the management office.

He tossed his bag onto the cabinet, slipped on his house slippers, and walked over to the balcony. Looking out at the rain-soaked street behind the building, a sense of quiet loneliness crept over him.

The Akiyama sisters were busy at school, the Ogawa sisters were busy across the street, and the rainy day only made everything feel more dull.

Boredom led his thoughts astray. What was with Fumika's expression earlier? Something about it didn't sit right. A vague sense of unease began to build in Shuichi's mind.

He forced himself to calm down, pulling out some anime to watch, but his focus kept drifting, and he couldn't get into it at all.

Eventually, he ended up just staring at the rain outside and occasionally checking the time on his phone.

4:00…

4:15…

4:30…

Fumika still hadn't come.

Shuichi suddenly realized what was happening—he was being overly anxious!

He never expected that his seemingly gentle, easy-to-please neighbour could be so cunning, subtly playing with his emotions without him even realizing it!

He had underestimated her, and even when she was being easy going, she could be as terrifying as any manipulative strategist!

After wasting another half hour lying idly, the doorbell finally rang at 5:00.

Shuichi quickly snapped back to his usual calm demeanor. With steady steps, he walked to the door and opened it. Sure enough, there stood Fumika, looking lively as ever.

"Such deep scheming, my dear neighbour," Shuichi leaned against the doorframe, not immediately letting her in. "You've been toying with a young man's feelings. I'm upset."

"Eh?" Fumika was startled. "Wh-what's wrong?"

"You're an hour late. Do you know how much agony it is for me to wait and not see my beautiful neighbour?" Shuichi said, feigning displeasure.

But at his words, Fumika couldn't suppress a smile, her hand lightly brushing her slightly flushed cheek. "W-was it really that dramatic?"

"Of course! You definitely did it on purpose—first you gave me a little sweetness, then suddenly pulled away. This is exactly what those bad women always do!" Shuichi reprimanded her, making his 'accusations' sound even more exaggerated.

Fumika was caught between laughter and tears, yet there was a sweet feeling in her heart. To be so adored by a young man—what woman wouldn't be dizzy from it?

Hmm, a bad woman should be able to handle it.

Not teasing Fumika any longer, Shuichi let her inside, and as usual, he tightly embraced her from behind, burying his face in the nape of her neck, inhaling her scent.

Her soft body pressed tightly against him, the intoxicating fragrance making him lose himself.

"You still smell so good, and holding you is just as comfortable as ever. I can never get enough."

Fumika's breath quickly became ragged, her legs weakening as she leaned back into the arms of the young man behind her.

"Wait, wait a minute, Shuichi-kun, there's something important..."

"What could be more important than this? Opportunities are fleeting, You can't make mistakes..." Shuichi kissed her ear.

The warm breath on her ear sent a tingling sensation straight to her heart, and Fumika let out a soft whimper.

"It's really important..."

"Then tell me," He responded.

"It's about the... the scheduled day we talked about before. There's been a slight change of plans..." Fumika said, trying to suppress her embarrassment, and she immediately felt the man pause in his movements.

"I see..." Shuichi paused for a moment before continuing his actions. "If Fumika-san doesn't give me a reasonable explanation, I'm going to be sad."

A soft moan escaped from Fumika's throat, her legs trembling as she nearly collapsed, but since she was held tightly, she managed to stay upright.

"The beauty salon... and the gym... they're both supposed to open on Sunday, so I might be really busy that day..."

Shuichi stopped once more, and with a hint of disappointment, he said, "Well, there's nothing to be done about that... I understand."

No wonder he had a bad feeling today—it turned out to be this... No wonder Mrs. Fumika had been so hesitant at the gym earlier.

Damn system, what kind of renovation team did they arrange? How could they be so efficient! They finished everything in just a week!

Fumika sensed the disappointment of the young man behind her and gently pressed her pink lips together. "Well... Shuichi-kun, actually, there was a slight error in the dates you calculated..."

"Hmm?" Shuichi responded, puzzled.

"Mm..." Fumika tried not to let the corners of her mouth lift, suppressing that rare mischievousness as she began counting on her fingers.

"Five days in total, last Saturday was the second day, and after that, I need to rest for three days..."

Shuichi listened carefully, then recalculated. Sure enough, he had made a mistake!

It should have been this Saturday! What had he been thinking, all wrapped up in the pun of 'next Sunday'?

It was clear now—when a person is not in a calm state, they can't do math properly, especially when they're all riled up.

Shuichi now realized that he had been teased by her. Annoyed but also amused, he pinched Fumika's chin and turned her to face him.

"Turns out, Fumika-san is a bad woman, so good at playing with a young man's feelings? So, tomorrow... it's okay, right?"

Fumika blushed, biting her lip as she smiled. "Tomorrow might not work either... I have a lot of preparations to do for the store opening."

"And then?" Shuichi wasn't fooled this time. Of course, Fumika couldn't keep up the act either, as she wasn't good at these things to begin with.

Fumika turned around, wrapping her arms around Shuichi's neck. She stood on tiptoe, kissed him on the lips, and her eyes sparkled with a soft, teasing glint.

"So... I wore a new set of lingerie today... black lace, and stockings with garters. Shuichi-kun... would you like to see?"

Shuichi licked his lips, tasting a hint of sweetness, as if she had used a delicious lip balm. "No problem today?"

"Today is almost over, it's about time, and besides..."

Fumika hung limply around his neck, a mix of shyness and playful girliness in her demeanor.

"Shuichi-kun doesn't know enough about this," Fumika continued, her voice soft but teasing. "Actually, the three-day waiting period after the event isn't strictly necessary. It's just that it's better if you wait. Also... even during those days... if everything goes smoothly, the fourth day might still work."

Shuichi was left speechless; he had certainly learned something new.

"Fumika-san, you're quite patient, aren't you? And you still say you're not a bad woman? To be so skilled at teasing young men like this! Looks like I'll have to punish you now..."

"Shuichi-kun... how do you plan to punish me?" Fumika's breath quickened slightly.

"Does Fumika-san mind being tickled?"

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