Madam could have already finished her shift just now, but a new customer arrived, so she thought of leaving after he had gone.
But now, if it's Haruka Yuzan, there are no other matters.
"Thank you, Hoshina, I won't need the umbrella."
Mrs. Onodera once again addressed Arisugawa Hoshina before heading towards the changing room to replace her vest.
"No need... to be polite..."
Spice Girl watched the scene with envy in her eyes.
Her gaze occasionally drifted towards the young man standing over there; the convenience store was tranquil, with the occasional sound of rain making the air a bit moist.
"Hey, handsome, are you Sister Reiko's landlord?" Suddenly, Arisugawa Hoshina spoke up.
Haruka Yuzan was taken aback and smiled, nodding his head, "Yeah, Sister Reiko is temporarily living at my place."
The Kuro-Pi Spicy Girl naturally caught his attention much earlier, with her flashy and exquisite makeup; her white shirt looked tight, as if she did not want to feel wronged, leaving the top two buttons undone.
Quite eye-catching.
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"Envious of Sister Reiko, the rent must be expensive...." Arisugawa Hoshina said with a smile, the small Spice Girl seemed naturally friendly with the handsome guy.
"Not expensive, not at all, it's very cheap," Haruka Yuzan laughed.
"Oh." Arisugawa Hoshina made a sound, feeling that the concept of 'not expensive' in their minds was surely different.
At this moment, Reiko Onodera also came out from the changing room. The madam, who had removed her work vest, looked even more charming.
Her mature and sexy figure, combined with the signature twist braid, exuded a temperament unique to her age group.
"Let's go," Reiko Onodera said with a smile, approaching the young man while also greeting Arisugawa Hoshina, "Hoshina, I'll be leaving first, you should hurry up and go eat."
"Yeah, you go on ahead, Sister Reiko."
Spice Girl watched the two figures walking shoulder to shoulder, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes.
The rain grew heavier,
Reiko Onodera saw there was plenty of space on her side and was somewhat speechless about the young man's ulterior motives.
However, the sweet smile she couldn't suppress at the corner of her mouth fully illustrated the madam's current mood.
Joyful, shy, sweet.
The rain, falling heavier and heavier.
It seemed as though everything was enveloped in a misty haze.
Streams of water rushed into the storm drains on the street, and pedestrians bustled back and forth in a hurry,
The man and woman walking slowly under the umbrella seemed out of place with the surroundings.
savoring the Neon City in the rain?
Seeming to have grown accustomed to nestling in the young man's arms, Reiko Onodera no longer felt the initial awkwardness.
Instead, she truly seemed like a little girl, with a shy and sweet expression on her face.
Today, Mrs. Onodera wore a white long-sleeved shirt-dress, paired with a pair of long jeans that tightly encased her.
Against the backdrop of the jeans, the madam's long legs appeared even more voluptuous and rounded.
Feeling that there was no one else around, Haruka Yuzan's hand involuntarily reached down and firmly stroked Mrs. Onodera's jeans.
"Haruka."
Reiko Onodera's face turned red, a bit embarrassed.
Haruka Yuzan grinned, placing his hand back on the slender waist, tightening his hold on the madam's body.
The two strolled through the neighborhood streets like that.
Returning home,
and placing the umbrella on the ground, they had barely stepped into the living room when they saw Chiba Shimizu, donning an apron, dishing out rice.
Misaki Saki gaped with a sleepy look, holding three bowls in her small hands.
She seemed like a girl who obeyed her mother, standing aside wisely with her bowls and chopsticks, waiting for the rice to be served.