Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [73]

Most of a person's ticklish spots are concentrated around the neck, underarms, ribs, waist, abdomen, groin, inner thighs, and soles of the feet—each extremely sensitive to touch.

To properly punish Madame, that bad woman who'd teased a young man’s heart, Chiba Shuuichi didn’t spare a single spot.

In fact, he targeted even more.

After more than ten minutes, Ogawa Fumika was slumped on the floor, flushed bright red, her peach-blossom eyes misty with tears, clothing in disarray, laughing until she breathlessly begged for mercy.

“Chi–Chiba-kun…spare me…I was wrong, I won't tease you again…”

“No way. My hands are still cold; I need Madame to warm them up some more.” Chiba Shuuichi embraced her from behind.

“Nnn…stop…” Ogawa Fumika murmured pleadingly. “Can…can we take a bath first? I was busy all day, I’m sweaty…”

“Only if we bathe together. Otherwise, Madame might as well give up struggling…”

Chiba Shuuichi pressed his cheek against her burning face, breathing in the scent of her arousal.

“Nn…” Ogawa Fumika’s eyes quickly turned hazy, instinctively rubbing her cheek against his. “Whatever Chiba-kun wants…everything…take it all…”

“That should be my line. It’s my first time, after all—Madame is getting quite the deal,” Chiba Shuuichi teased mischievously.

“Nnn…I’ll guide you carefully, Chiba-kun,” Ogawa Fumika replied, suddenly feeling a great responsibility.

Chiba-kun had given her so many of his firsts—she had to make sure he had a wonderful memory!

“Well then…shall we go into the bath first?” Chiba Shuuichi stood up, extending a hand to her.

Ogawa Fumika lifted her gaze, eyes rippling like water, and gently placed her hand in his.

...

On the other side, Ogawa Sayuki surveyed the previously empty shop now filled with equipment. She wiped sweat from her forehead, feeling a surge of satisfaction.

Soon, she'd be living and working here with her sister. For now, everything seemed to be going smoothly.

Then there was the silver-tongued young man next door—after the grand opening in two days, she could properly torment him.

Hmph, since his appetite was so large, shouldn’t he pay some kind of price?

She took a custom-made lifetime VIP gym card from her pocket, idly playing with it.

“Sis, let's go check your salon again. If everything’s fine, tomorrow we can start preparations…”

Ogawa Sayuki stopped halfway, glancing around without spotting her sister.

“Sis?”

She frowned slightly, then quickly understood, pulling out her phone to check the time.

Already past five. Forget it—no need to look. Her sister had surely sneaked off to that brat’s place again.

Ogawa Sayuki ground her teeth irritably. So eager, huh? If you’d just said something, would I really stop you from going?

If it wasn’t for her pushing things along, with her sister’s shy nature, who knew how long it would've taken them to hook up!

Er…

Then again, perhaps not—the brat’s techniques clearly weren’t ordinary. He knew too well how to seduce an older woman.

“These two heartless people, leaving me here exhausted while they're off having fun…”

Ogawa Sayuki grumbled, annoyed, and dialed her sister’s number.

However…
No answer.

...

“Madame, do you recognize where this button came from?”

Chiba Shuuichi stood at the bathroom door, pointing at the second button of his shirt, smiling warmly at Ogawa Fumika.

Ogawa Fumika stepped closer, examining carefully, shaking her head blankly. She didn't understand why he'd suddenly mentioned this.

Chiba Shuuichi leaned in closer to whisper by her ear. “Do you remember our first meeting? Back then, Madame, when you went upstairs, your stockings tore. You hurried to cover yourself and popped a button off your blouse…”

As he spoke, his fingers softly traced Ogawa Fumika’s thigh.

Her ear tingled, her thigh tingled, and her heart tingled even more.

Ogawa Fumika stared at him in astonishment, lips parted slightly. “Then…this is…”

“That’s right.” Chiba Shuuichi smiled gently. “I replaced my own button with yours. This way, it feels like Fumika-san is always by my side…”

Ogawa Fumika instantly covered her mouth, deeply moved, overwhelmed. She’d once been a student too; of course, she knew the significance of the second button.

It was the one closest to the heart.

“Chiba-kun…” Unable to hold back any longer, Ogawa Fumika threw her arms around Chiba Shuuichi and passionately kissed him.

It took quite a while before she released him.

“The button you replaced…can you give it to me?” Ogawa Fumika bit her lip gently, gazing at him with anticipation.

Chiba Shuuichi chuckled softly. “I don't mind, but…with Madame’s figure, wouldn’t it pop off and get lost again?”

Ogawa Fumika blushed furiously, steam practically rising from her head, but stubbornly insisted, “I–I promise I'll take good care of it, I'll never lose it!”

“No need to be so serious. If you want it, just take it later. Though, my sewing job wasn’t great—maybe Madame could reattach it properly later?”

Chiba Shuuichi removed his shirt and handed it to her.

Ogawa Fumika took the shirt, hugged it to her chest, and nodded firmly. “Leave it to me.”

“As an exchange…how about Madame’s clothing be left for me to handle?” Chiba Shuuichi winked playfully, reaching toward the buttons at her collar.

“Nnn…” Ogawa Fumika clearly trembled nervously. Though she'd mentally prepared many times, now that the moment arrived, she couldn't stop shaking.

Chiba Shuuichi held her gaze as his fingers skillfully undid the first button.

Then the second…

A little difficult—quite tight.

After finally overcoming this challenge, Chiba Shuuichi felt her blouse suddenly jolt apart, spreading open wide.

A glimpse of black lace immediately met his eyes.

Ogawa Fumika couldn’t help but release a muffled moan, hands resting nervously at her waist, gripping his shirt tightly to avoid hindering his movements.

Her gaze lingered around Chiba Shuuichi’s Adam’s apple and collarbones.

Really beautiful…

When she saw Chiba Shuuichi’s Adam’s apple bob once, her heart leapt joyously. Wonderful—Chiba-kun liked her appearance.

As he undid each button, Chiba Shuuichi thought this was far more delightful than opening a parcel.

Ogawa Fumika cooperatively turned around, allowing him to remove her blouse entirely.

Chiba Shuuichi looked at the contrast of black lace against fair skin in front of him, suddenly feeling parched, craving something sweet like peaches.

“How does Madame manage it?”

“Wh-what?” Ogawa Fumika resisted the strong urge to cover herself, asking back in confusion.

“There’s not a single imperfection, not even a mole.”

Chiba Shuuichi lightly stroked her smooth, pale shoulder, his fingers cool to the touch.

“It gives me a surreal feeling—like everything’s just a dream. Otherwise, how could skin this perfect exist?”

Ogawa Fumika was completely dizzy from his praise, replying honestly, “Actually, there is…”

“What is?”

“A mole. A red one…”

“Where? How come I didn’t see it?” Chiba Shuuichi instantly became curious.

Ogawa Fumika hesitated for a moment before whispering very softly, “It’s…on the left side, below my ribs…”

“Oh? No wonder I didn’t notice right away; it’s hidden.” Chiba Shuuichi raised his brows playfully. “Then I should examine more closely.”

“Chiba-kun…” Ogawa Fumika laughed helplessly. “Why are you interested in something like that?”

“Why wouldn’t I be? Knowing such details proves that I’ve thoroughly memorized Madame’s body, doesn't it?”

Chiba Shuuichi crouched down, looking upward, beginning to search carefully.

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