My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

The elevator reached the top floor quietly. When the door was opened, there was a screen blocking people's view.

The entire top floor was decorated into a whole room, lit with dark yellow lights, which was very different from the ambiguous atmosphere of the hall.

Tamaki Hikaru crossed the screen and glanced subconsciously.

There don't seem to be any windows on this floor. No, there are no windows in the entire store. Is it because the business is closed to light?

"Okay, you don't have to follow me."

Imadegawa Himetsuki waved her hand and asked the madam to wait in the elevator.

Under the dim light, the decoration in the room is very exquisite. Although the decorations are clean and dust-free, they don't look like they have been touched by anyone.

There is no breath of life, but that's right, this is just a place to pick up guests.

"Huh? Did you start picking up customers so early today?"

A soft female voice sounded, and on the luxurious bed in the center of the room, a figure sat up, hugging the silk velvet quilt.

The moment he heard this voice, Tamaki Hikaru was sure that the owner of this voice was his target.

This is what he said, the feeling of a succubus.

From the blurry shadow, it could be seen that the man who had just sat up from the bed was not wearing any clothes.

Jindechuan Jiyue's face turned cold and she said coldly.

"Put on your clothes. We are not your guests. We just have something to ask you."

The woman's figure paused for a moment, and then she laughed again.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any clothes, and when you walk into this room, you are my guest."

"Of course, you can do anything to me."

Without any hesitation because it was a female voice that spoke, nor was she surprised by the two figures, she lay down again.

"Is it okay to look like this?"

The other party seemed quite indifferent. Tamaki Hikari scratched his head, glanced at Imedagawa Himetsuki, and then moved closer to the bed.

The woman on the bed only showed a pretty face, which was not similar to Hosokawa Tamako, and she was more mature than Hosokawa Tamako.

It was only after Tamako Hosokawa peeled back the layers of self-protection that she discovered the beauty within.

The woman in front of her had a seductive feeling in her eyebrows.

Is this the real succubus?

Tamaki Hikaru tried his best to control his expression. Imadegawa Himetsu was right next to him, so he shouldn't have to worry about this dream demon being dangerous to him.

"Haha. This guest doesn't need to be afraid. I'm just an ordinary weak woman. The only thing I can do is lead you to climb to bliss."

"Talk a lot, Dream Demon, we're just here to ask you something."

Before Tamaki Hikaru spoke, Imadegawa Himetsuki on the side said something dissatisfied.

There was a hint of surprise on the woman's face, but it turned into a sweet smile in an instant.

"Okay, then what does this guest want to ask me, this caged bird?"

Caged bird? Tamaki's eyes moved slightly.

So, he thought it would be a custom shop like those in many works, where groups of dream monsters gathered together to open a custom shop.

But did it turn out that it was just ordinary people who captured the dream demon and used her to make money?

No wonder Tamaki Hikaru always felt that although this store looked grand on the outside, the interior design was cramped and narrow. He thought that this was the Japanese style.

This is just a large cage, and the dream demon in front of you is the bird that is locked in the cage to make money.

"Can dream demons be caught by ordinary people too?"

Tamaki Hikaru asked in a low voice, let's use this as an entry point to learn more about what kind of creature the dream demon is.

"Of course, if you, my guest, had come earlier, you would still have seen the shackles on my feet."

The other party raised it slightly and stretched out his smooth ankle. It didn't look like there were any traces of shackles on it.

Imadegawa Himetsu snorted coldly.

"Then it seems you're doing pretty well now, and you don't need to wear the shackles anymore."

"No, it's just that there is something better to use."

She retracted her ankle with a slight smile, and every expression she made inadvertently released that wild impulse to the surroundings.

The quilt was slightly lifted, revealing a touch of snow-white. Tamaki's face was as normal as he lowered his eyes.

"If you continue to be scheming, I will peel off your skin and see if you can seduce people without it."

Imadegawa Himetsu's eyes glowed with scarlet blood, and her cold words made the woman put down her hand in embarrassment.

From just now, she has been trying to seduce Tamaki Hikari, consciously or unconsciously.

The nature of the incubus? Or for freedom? None of this matters.

"You misunderstood. There is a small bomb on my heart. I just want this guest to see it."

After a few words of defense, the woman seemed a bit more honest, obediently waiting for Tamaki Hikari's questions.

bomb? It seems that dream demons are also demons that can be easily killed by human weapons. The focus should be on the ability to enter dreams.

Tamaki Kwang knocked on the table and spoke in a low voice.

"Isn't the Dream Demon a very cruel monster? Can't you even deal with some ordinary people?"

"The guest was joking. I am just a poor and weak little monster. How can I be called cruel?"

His eyes were innocent like a pure little beast, but what was wrapped under the innocent skin was nothing more than a marrow-eating demon.

Tamaki Hikaru ignored her disguise and asked her bluntly about falling into a dream.

"Incubus murders rely on dreams, and they need to leave a mark before they can hunt. So why don't you just suck the person who imprisoned you to death?"

"Because you are a woman? Because the amount you take at one time is limited and not enough to kill someone but you will be killed yourself? Or because they can interfere with your mark?"

Tamaki Hikaru stepped in. If he was the one imprisoning the dream demon, how could he ensure that he could control her.

The simplest thing is of course a death threat. As long as she can't kill him in one go, he will kill her directly.

The dream demon whose real body was captured is just like the netizen whose box was opened offline. She is allowed to be a mermaid. There are indeed many ways to deal with her.

"Guest, you really know the dream monster very well."

The woman opened her mouth slightly, looking a little surprised, and then explained.

"However, a powerful dream demon can completely suck it to death in one breath. All weaknesses can be compensated for."

"Her method of restraining me is also very simple. She just prevents me from closing my eyes in these decades."

"If the dream demon wants to fall into a dream, the prerequisite is that she is asleep. As long as she can't sleep, there is no need to worry about being dreamed by the dream demon."

Tamaki Hikaru raised his eyes in surprise and repeated.

"Decades?"

"Well, that's right, it's decades."

The woman wrapped in the quilt changed her posture, her eyes moving slightly.

"That Mamasang has been friends with me for decades, and the grievances, love and hatred are so thick that I dare not leave her."