Starting a New Life in Tokyo by Inheriting a Shopping Street [20]

No one knew how much time had passed. Ogawa Fumika, breathless and flushed, finally lifted her head.

Her peach blossom eyes were now hazy and unfocused, heavy with allure. Just one glance from her was intoxicating—far more seductive than usual, as if every ounce of charm had been drawn out of her.

Chiba Shuuichi was slightly winded too. He licked his lips, savoring the aftertaste of that “therapy.” He knew he ought to take a break… but staring into her eyes like that, it was hard to resist the urge to continue.

“W-wait a moment… I need to catch my breath…” Fumika said quickly, her voice a bit shaky.

Chiba pulled back, if only briefly, and instead leaned closer to her long, slender neck. Tilting his head slightly, he gently took in her scent.

“Fumika-neesan really smells amazing…”

“Don’t… we’re supposed to be treating you…”

Her skin bloomed pink at the nape like petals of peach blossoms—clear signs of being stirred.

“This is part of the treatment too,” Chiba murmured as he placed a kiss on her neck.

The peach blossoms… turned into strawberries.

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Treated so gently, Ogawa Fumika soon sank into it. As things began to spiral out of control, she had long lost any intention of resisting—in fact, she had started to… anticipate.

But then, a fleeting moment of clarity struck.

Her period.

It had been the very thing that gave her courage to go upstairs in the first place. But now, in the midst of rising emotion, it suddenly felt like an obstacle—an ill-timed interruption that betrayed Chiba Shuuichi’s expectations.

“Um…”

She averted her eyes from his burning gaze, guilt welling up on her face.

“My body’s… not really in the right condition today… Chiba-kun, you know what I mean, right?”

“…”

Chiba froze.

Right. He hadn’t thought to ask about that.

Should’ve asked Sayuki.

The two sisters lived together—of course Sayuki would know. And knowing them, their cycles had probably synced by now.

Wait a minute…

Was this why Sayuki so casually sent her sister over yesterday? She already knew?

Hss—
If so, that was diabolically cunning.

“Chiba-kun?” Fumika looked anxious. “Are you… mad? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to disappoint you…”

“No, not at all. Why would I be angry? Fumika-neesan, you agreeing to such a selfish request already made me really happy. It’s just a matter of bad timing.”

He gently stroked her hair. It was soft and smooth—truly satisfying to the touch.

“I was just thinking…”

Fumika blushed and murmured, “It’s because I’m using tampons. That’s why… you didn’t smell anything unusual earlier.”

“I see.” Chiba nodded in realization.

“How many days are left?” he asked, toying with the strands by her ear, his voice warm with anticipation.

Fumika hesitated. It was such an intimate topic—but after what had just happened, there didn’t seem to be any point in holding back.

Especially with Chiba looking at her like that, eyes full of open yearning—she just couldn’t say no.

“Three more days… It usually lasts five, and even after it ends, I… I need at least another three days before I can… before we can do that…”

Her voice grew smaller and smaller, until it became a whisper.

Chiba quickly did the math.

Which meant… her period had started yesterday—the very day Sayuki had left her sister with him.

So it really was all planned?

“Next Sunday, then?” he asked.

“Mmh…”

Fumika fluttered her long lashes and answered with a quiet hum through her nose—shy, but unmistakably an agreement.

Since they couldn’t go all the way, Chiba decided not to push further. There was no need to rush.

Besides, there were plenty of things they could still do short of “that”—and given Fumika’s personality, she’d likely allow most of it without protest.

But it wasn’t right to focus only on his own satisfaction. Making her happy was part of the experience too.

Fumika might be easier to tease, but that just meant she needed more care, more warmth—he had to take his time with her, not indulge without restraint.

So, he shifted off of her and laid beside her instead, face to face on the bed.

Carefully, he brushed her messy hair back into place, saying nothing more—just quietly, attentively watching her.

“Chiba-kun, why are you looking at me like that…” Fumika whispered, overwhelmed by a tenderness she’d never experienced. She was already melting in it, yet she still had to ask.

“Because you’re beautiful, Fumika-neesan. I could look at you forever and never get tired of it,” Chiba said with wide, earnest eyes.

“That’s so exaggerated…” Her face was as pink as a ripe peach, and her heart as sweet and warm as honey.

“It’s not,” Chiba said gently. “To be honest, lying in bed beside someone like you—pretty, curvy, gentle, and kind… it’s something I never even dared to dream about.”

He meant every word. His obsession with owning a home in his past life—there had been a reason behind it…

Fumika gazed at the boy’s sincere smile and felt herself slipping back into that dazed, lovesick fog.

“Chiba-kun… it must be hard for you, being like this…” she murmured.

Though usually passive, guilt pushed her to take the initiative—just once.

As soon as she said it, she startled herself. Did I really say that? So boldly?!

Chiba could clearly see how nervous she was. Smiling, he reached out to stroke her flushed, burning cheek. “It’s okay. Fumika-neesan doesn’t have to force herself. I’d feel bad if you did.”

“I’m not forcing myself. Really,” she said softly, eyes brimming with emotion. This tenderness… was the kind she had dreamed of countless times.

The gentler Chiba was, the more guilty she felt.

“Then I’ll leave it to you, Fumika-neesan. This is my first time, so… please take care of me.”

Seeing her resolve, Chiba didn’t stop her. It was rare for a shy woman like her to take the lead—he had to encourage it.

“I… I’m not that experienced either…” she whispered, lowering her head.

With trembling fingers, she reached toward Chiba Shuuichi’s waistband.

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T/N: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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