Chapter 42 Effects, Confidence
Chapter 42 Effects, Confidence
Breakfast is gold, lunch is silver, and dinner is bronze.
You can skip lunch, but you can't skip breakfast.
First floor, living room.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, at the dining table.
Shimizu Setsukatsu and Shimizu Ai were sitting there having breakfast.
Today, Yamamoto Mami didn't make braised duck noodles or grilled fish chunks; she made something else.
Shimizu Ai held a rice ball in her left hand and an oden in her right, eating with great relish.
Just then, Shimizu Ai glanced at the stairwell out of the corner of her eye.
[Shimizu Ai's gaze is drawn to you; she thinks you've become even more beautiful. Appreciation value +7, Like value +5]
As Hoshino Shin descended the stairs, he saw a system notification suddenly pop up in front of him.
His gaze unconsciously drifted towards the living room.
But then his gaze met that of Qing Shui Xue Yue out of the corner of his eye.
[Qingshui Xueyue caught a glimpse of you out of the corner of her eye, and she felt that you seemed to have become more outstanding and eye-catching. Likes +8]
Looking at the two notifications that popped up one after the other.
Hoshino Shinichi pondered for a moment.
Is this the effect of her uniquely charming, fair skin and jade-like bones?
My aunt and third sister noticed me as soon as I came downstairs.
Hoshino was starting to like this unique charm.
That's more in line with his image as a handsome guy from Tokyo.
Hoshino Makoto smiled and murmured to himself.
[Host, although this system said this before, I still can't help but say it again: Host, you're shameless.]
"Am I not telling the truth?"
[You can only be considered a minor among Tokyo's handsome guys]
"Round it up, he's still a handsome guy from Tokyo."
Hoshino Makoto remained confident, speaking to the system in his mind.
"System, today I'll tell you a lesson: a person can have nothing, but they cannot lack self-confidence."
Why?
"Because the first rule of handsome men in Tokyo is that you must be confident."
Are there any rules for handsome guys in Tokyo?
"It wasn't there before, but it is now."
【System: (ㅍ_ㅍ)】
The system voice disappeared from his mind, and Hoshino Makoto, the handsome underage Tokyo boy, entered the living room with a smile.
Good morning, Auntie, Sister.
At the dining table, Shimizu Setsukatsu had a smile on her lips.
She was clearly in a good mood today.
"Good morning, Xiao Zhen."
Hoshino Makoto sat down next to Shimizu Setsukatsu and habitually patted his head.
It still felt so good. After kneading it a few times, Shimizu Setsukyo, satisfied, withdrew her hand.
Good morning, little brother.
Across the table, seeing Shimizu Setsukatsu gently rubbing Hoshino Makoto with some enjoyment, Shimizu Ai felt a surge of desire; she wanted to do the same.
However, with Shimizu Setsugatsu present, it's still breakfast time.
Shimizu Ai rationally abandoned this idea.
Anyway, there's plenty of time in the future.
As the older sister, I will always have my chance.
. . . . . .
After breakfast, Shimizu Ai went to school.
Hoshino Makoto sat at the dining table, glancing at the stairs every now and then.
Like a protagonist in a game grinding through monsters while waiting for the big boss to appear.
He glanced at the clock hanging on the living room wall.
It's already eight o'clock, why hasn't my second sister, Shimizu Rin, come down yet?
Although she said last night that she didn't need to be called, Matsumoto Yoshiko, who was taking her third sister home, will be back in a little while.
When faced with problems, the handsome Tokyo guy will never sit idly by.
Even in their initial form, Tokyo's handsome men.
Hoshino Makoto got up, preparing to go upstairs to call Shimizu Rin.
The next moment, a familiar figure appeared at the top of the stairs.
"Rin?!"
A surprised voice came from Shimizu Setsukatsu.
She stood in the living room, staring in astonishment at the figure at the bottom of the stairs.
After breakfast, Shimizu Setsukatsu noticed that Hoshino Makoto's gaze kept drifting towards the stairs.
She didn't know what was so interesting about the stairs, but every few minutes she would still unconsciously glance curiously at the top of the stairs.
Unexpectedly, she now saw her niece, Shimizu Rin, who always stayed at home all day.
Rin Shimizu stood in front of the stairs, wearing a cashmere coat, fleece-lined trousers, and pastel-colored boots.
She looked at Hoshino Makoto and Shimizu Setsukatsu in the living room, a smile appearing on her delicate, pale face.
"Good morning, Auntie, and little brother."
. . . . . .
"Auntie, that's how it is."
On the sofa, Shimizu Rin placed her hands on her thighs.
She expressed her desire to work at the company.
Qingshui Xueyue's beautiful and intellectual face had a slight smile on her lips.
"So Xiaolin just had a sudden urge to go to the company."
Shimizu Setsukatsu looked at Shimizu Rin, then at Hoshino Makoto.
There was a hint of amusement in his cool, phoenix-shaped eyes.
Second sister, your reason is too perfunctory.
Hoshino Makoto noticed the amused look in Shimizu Setsukatsu's eyes.
Unfortunately, Shimizu Rin's reasoning was too flimsy.
But Shimizu Rin didn't seem to notice.
"Yes, Auntie, that's right."
She nodded, answering as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
It seems that's the truth.
"Alright, since Xiaolin also wants to go to the company, how could Auntie refuse?"
Qingshui Xueyue stretched, her curves graceful and natural.
She knew that Shimizu Rin's reason was just to appease her.
They also guessed that there was a secret between Hoshino Makoto and Shimizu Rin.
But Shimizu Setsukatsu trusted Shimizu Rin, even though she didn't know why her niece wanted to go to the company.
But since she wanted to go, she couldn't stop her.
"Xiao Zhen, are you going to the company with your aunt today?"
Shimizu Setsukatsu smiled and pinched Hoshino Makoto's cheek.
"Auntie, I'll go too."
Of course, Hoshino Makoto had to go.
Those with evil abilities fight against those with evil abilities.
How could he possibly miss such a scene?
. . . . . .
Entertainment company, office.
Early bird gets the worm.
Kaori Shimizu thinks this statement is absolutely correct.
She sat at her desk, looking at the young male artists from the company sitting below her.
Kaori Shimizu smiled and took out her phone to start recording.
As a deputy minister, one must leave a record of one's work.
A minute later, Shimizu Kayu lay down on the chair.
At this moment, she was as holy as a Buddha.
"Alright, alright, you can get out now."
Under the desk, the young male celebrity nodded blankly and walked out of the office.
"It's boring, really boring."
Kaori Shimizu looked at the dozens of videos on her phone.
Some are companies, some are neighbors.
She would usually comment and appreciate it with great interest.
But today, when Shimizu Kayu watched these videos, she found them utterly boring.
It's not that she's tired of it; it's that she has found a better goal.
Kaori Shimizu tossed her phone onto the table.
She recalled the handsome young man she had seen in the office yesterday.
Her fair and delicate face was striking, and her eyes were bright and lovely.
If you pin him down hard, or hold him in your arms and ravage him until he cries.
Just thinking about it makes Shimizu Kaori excited.
But all she could do was dream about it.
Kaori Shimizu sighed.
Yesterday, she had been looking for an opportunity to make a move against that boy, but unfortunately, he stayed in Shimizu Setsukatsu's office the whole time.
Kaori Shimizu really didn't know where to start.
Forget it, the more I think about it, the angrier I get.
Go out and give those company bastards a piece of your mind, vent your anger.
Kaori Shimizu walked out of the office with her head held high and chest out, trying to make herself look like a lion about to survey her territory.
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