Still fuming from being teased, Sumire angrily dragged Ichika away to prepare for the moving arrangements.
The high penalty clause was, of course, a lie. After all, such a thing would be illegal, and Shuichi was using standard contracts, so there was no way it contained any such loopholes.
He pulled up the system interface in his mind, contentedly admiring the results.
[Successfully signed an excellent store owner, Administrator's monthly salary +100,000 JPY.]
[Tamako Akiyama, Sense of Belonging: 60]
[Fumika Ogawa, Sense of Belonging: 60]
[Sayuki Ogawa, Sense of Belonging: 40]
[Ichika Kitagawa, Sense of Belonging: 10]
[Current Monthly Salary: 1,800,000 JPY]
Hmm, not bad. Even though Ichika appeared polite yet distant, the 10-point base sense of belonging after signing the contract was still intact.
Once the two Ogawa ladies' shops open tomorrow, if everything goes as planned, his monthly salary will officially reach 2 million yen!
This was truly a milestone achievement!
It was a shame the system didn't have any medals or such rewards; there hadn't been any when he reached one million before either.
The morning passed quickly, and after working hard for half the day, Shuichi started feeling a bit hungry. Just as he was about to head to the ramen shop, an unexpected visitor showed up.
An Akiyama.
She was holding a lunchbox, looking curious as she stood at the door, eyeing Shuichi's place.
"My sister went to the private school, she hasn't come back yet. Mom asked me to bring the meal." An explained, blinking her clear, innocent eyes.
"I see. Come on in." Shuichi said, letting her in.
An placed the meal from the lunchbox onto the dining table, then continued to look around the place.
If I marry Chiba-kun in the future, I'll probably live here too, right? Just like how Mom moved in with Dad back then.
"What are you thinking about?" Shuichi noticed An seemed a bit lost in thought and couldn't help but gently flick her forehead.
"Ah?" An snapped back to attention, instinctively blurting out, "I was thinking this place is so spacious, it must be really comfortable to live in."
"Isn't your current bedroom spacious enough?" Shuichi had been in the girl's room earlier this morning and thought it was fine. It seemed like Mrs. Akiyama had given the larger room to her two daughters.
"Well, it's okay if I live alone, but when I'm with my sister, it's a bit cramped." An said, her gaze drifting to the food, unable to resist swallowing.
Seeing her reaction, Shuichi couldn't help but smile, amused, and teased, "Want to eat?"
"Mm-hmm," An nodded eagerly.
"Then... do one thing first, and I'll let you eat." Shuichi sat back in his chair, leaning slightly against the backrest, with a smile.
"What's the thing?" An asked without any suspicion.
"Do you know the magic spell that makes food taste better?" Shuichi asked, trying to coax her.
"There's a magic spell like that? Could it be that Mom suddenly started cooking better because she used a spell?" An exclaimed, clearly surprised.
"..."
Shuichi nearly hurt his back, wondering what kind of thinking process led to that conclusion. Was she really that out of the loop? Does she never go online? How could she not know this?
But that made her even easier to deceive.
"Yep, that's exactly it. Do you want to try learning it?" Shuichi went along with her words.
"Mm-hmm, I want to learn! If I use it before eating, won't everything turn delicious?" An was practically drooling.
"Alright, just wait a moment..." Shuichi pulled out his phone, easily found the relevant video, and played it for An.
"Hmm, this looks kind of familiar..." An furrowed her brows, feeling like she'd seen it somewhere before.
"Want to try it?" Shuichi pinched her soft cheek and asked.
"Mm, okay, it looks pretty simple." An nodded, then stood up, imitating the movements of the maid in the video, muttering the chant.
"o shikunare moe moe kyu-n!"
After completing the chant, An tilted her head cutely, looking at Shuichi. "Is this right?"
Hiss…
Where's the blood bag?
Shuichi was charmed. He never imagined he'd have a day to experience such a thing. Sure, at maid cafes, you just pay for the service, but this was completely different, right?
An was being genuine, her smile completely different from the forced ones you get in a commercial setting.
"That's enough! I'm going to start eating!" Shuichi began his meal, feeling satisfied as if it really did taste a little better.
"Chiba-kun..." An watched him enjoy the food, unable to resist swallowing her saliva.
Shuichi casually picked up a piece of fish and fed it to An. She squinted her eyes in delight, thoroughly enjoying it.
With each taking a bite, they quickly finished the lunch together.
An, completely unaware of any indirect kiss, cleaned up the lunchbox, licked her greasy lips, and said with lingering enjoyment, "I'll head back now, I need to have lunch too."
"..." Shuichi was at a loss for words. "Alright, go on, don't starve. You haven't eaten in almost a minute."
"Mm-hmm, I'll go now." An chirped like a lively sparrow and ran off with a cheerful skip.
"Do I feel guilty for tricking such a fool?" Shuichi couldn't help but mumble to himself.
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The afternoon finally became quiet. Shuichi, satisfied, spent the whole afternoon lounging on the balcony with a light novel, enjoying the sunshine.
Yesterday had been a torrential downpour, but today's clear weather perfectly dispelled the slight chill, making the warmth feel just right.
In the evening, it seemed Tsuki had some last-minute work and hadn't come back in time, so it was once again An, the little fool, bringing him his meal.
After finishing dinner, with the sky nearly dark, Shuichi headed downstairs to the beauty salon.
He entered the brightly lit shop but didn't see Fumika around. He casually wandered around. The first floor of the shop seemed to be divided into three main sections.
Upon entering, there was a waiting area with a rack showcasing various essential oils, aromatherapy, skincare products, and a coffee table with beauty magazines.
Next to it were a spa room and a massage room.
In the massage room, Shuichi spotted the figure of Fumika. She seemed to be exhausted, lying on the massage table, resting.
He casually closed the door behind him as he walked to the bedside. Shuichi noticed that Fumika seemed to have just taken a bath, wearing a loose bathrobe, with her hair still slightly damp, as if it hadn't been fully dried with a blow dryer.
This won't do. Sleeping with wet hair will lead to catching a cold.
Shuichi decided to wake up the tired Fumika.
The lighting in the massage room was soft, and the faint scent of aromatherapy created a calming atmosphere. Fumika's bathrobe was very loose at the collar, revealing a stunning view that naturally drew attention.
It was a majestic and deep harmony, the interplay between holy light and shadow.
As she breathed, the collar of her bathrobe swayed gently, almost like it was beckoning.
Shuichi stood there for a moment, offering a salute, feeling reverence. He decided that this would be where he began his difficult journey to wake her up..
"How could anyone resist, facing such a beautiful woman, helpless to her whims? Tsk, who could bear it?"
Shuichi felt that he couldn't resist, so he calmly admitted it and decided to let his words (and actions) match.
It must be a life-saving remedy, so he might as well give it a try.
He casually grabbed the belt of the bathrobe, gave it a gentle tug, and the robe parted effortlessly, sliding across her smooth skin and finally resting at the edge of the bed.
The concealed, graceful figure was now fully revealed.
He bent down and then buried his face in her boobs.
"Mm..."
The effect was immediate. Fumika indeed responded, subconsciously making an enticing gesture in her sleep.
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