My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

The sound of gurgling water came from the bathroom.

Tamaki Hikaru picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and threw them on the sofa.

The white stockings that fell to the ground still retained the residual warmth of the girl's body. There was no doubt that she had deliberately thrown them on the ground.

Just like a simple trap used to catch birds, these are the grains of rice scattered on the ground, and Tamaki Hikaru is the bird that is targeted.

Success is naturally the best. Even if it doesn't happen, it doesn't matter. It's just a step taken casually.

On the contrary, it was Tamaki Hikari who was here to help her pack up these scattered intimate clothes.

"Tamagi-kun, which one is the shampoo?"

The bathroom door was slightly open, revealing half of a snow-white arm and the girl's wet blond hair.

"That's the one with the blue bottle. Just ask. You don't have to open the door. I won't go in and wash it with you."

Regarding this obvious trap, Tamaki Hikaru took one look and looked away.

There is no sincerity at all, how could he be fooled.

After the two had takeout in the afternoon, they sat together and watched short videos and chatted about some interesting topics.

The short truth-telling session in the afternoon didn't change anything. After learning more, Tamaki Hikaru was trying to do something.

For example, open your heart to this witch and try to fall in love with her as she said.

Anyway, apart from some weird feelings, he didn't have any ill feelings toward Aitaniti, but rather liked her.

It's just that the other party has too many secrets, so he feels a little insecure.

Presumably Aitaniti also thought of this, so she revealed her secrets to herself bit by bit to eliminate this uneasiness.

The two of them are in this kind of tacit understanding now.

Tamaki Hikaru wants to know more about her, and she wants to slowly reveal the secrets hidden in her heart.

And in the process of slowly revealing it, the relationship between the two will naturally heat up slowly.

As for other additional conditions and rewards, they are just part of the ongoing in-depth understanding.

From holding hands to hugging to kissing, each step is progressing slowly, and only after Tamaki Hikaru accepts it will he move on to the next step.

Maybe she knew that the contact between Tamaki Hikari and other girls had already surpassed these things, but she still moved forward slowly and tepidly.

This is very greedy. Others are only greedy for a while, but she wants to be greedy for the rest of her life.

Tamaki Hikaru tidied up the messy apartment, and Aitaniti, wrapped in a bath towel, opened the bathroom door.

"I've washed it. Tamaki-kun, please go and wash it too."

Aitaneeti was wearing a bath towel, revealing her smooth collarbones and some wet blond hair stuck together, which made her skin even more delicate.

He opened Tamaki Hikari's wardrobe very familiarly, and the girl who had been waiting for a long time started to look through it excitedly.

"You're right next door, but you still don't want to go back and get a pair of pajamas?"

Tamaki complained helplessly, and wanted to lift her over, but she was only wrapped in a bath towel, and he was afraid that it would be ripped off with a little force, so he had to let her go.

After digging out a decent white T-shirt from Tamaki Hikari's closet, Aitaniti nodded with satisfaction.

While Tamaki Hikari went to take a shower, he put it on his face and smelled it deeply.

Except for the smell of washing powder and wooden wardrobe, there is no special smell on it, but this is different for Aitaneeti.

There is nothing more exciting than smelling your own scent in Tamaki Hikaru's private realm.

Although the vampire's shoes were still in the entrance hall and the smell of Yachiyo Yayoi was still on the quilt, it didn't matter.

As long as after tonight, she will completely put her own label on these things.

In the bathroom, Tamaki Hikaru was taking a bath. After Aitaniti put on his T-shirt, she walked into the small apartment.

She was no stranger to this small world. She would often sneak in when Tamaki Hikari didn't come back.

It's just that secretly is secretly, and openly is aboveboard. She is now patrolling this small space like the natural mistress.

She had read all the books on Tamaki Hikari's small bookshelf, and there was nothing special about them.

There are no special hidden compartments or inventory under the bed, and there are no bionic science tools for single men hidden in the wardrobe.

Except for the personal items hidden in his computer, Tamaki Hikaru is very serious.

Aitaneeti didn't have any special ideas about those things.

It's not his fault that Tamaki Hikaru likes big ones, it's his own. It would have been better if he could have more nutrition in the past.

If you don’t have this idea, how can you still be considered a man? And it’s not like I haven’t seen this one among Tamaki Hikaru’s preferences.

He also likes the blond and exotic look, but his figure is slightly inferior, but these can make up for it.

Thinking of this, Aitaniti tugged on the loose T-shirt on her body. Without the aid of external objects, she regained her B+ grade.

Grow up quickly, how can such a size satisfy her needs and let Tamaki Hikaru indulge in it?

Although magic can distort many things, Aitaniti didn't want to face Tamaki Hikaru in disguise.

Truth, or openness of heart, can truly make love arise between two people. In a sense, so-called love is also the most steadfast trust in the world.

Some people rely on intuition and temporary feelings, but more people rely on understanding.

There was a subtle sense of sadness on Aitaniti's little face.

What can she do to keep her secret and at the same time make Tamaki Hikaru fall in love with her willingly?

There was a sound of opening the door in the bathroom, and the sadness on Aitaniti's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and turned into a smile like a little devil.

"Tamagi-kun, come and help me dry my hair."

He trotted over, ignoring his wet hair, and threw himself directly into Tamaki Hikaru's arms.

Tamaki Hikaru had already understood the little witch's power to entangle people, so he didn't shirk anything and just sighed.

"I feel a little bit at a loss now. This is not just about sleeping with you, but letting me do everything with you."

She held the hairdryer in one hand and lifted the girl's long hair with the other. The golden hair was wet and dazzling under the light.

The hot wind was blowing, and the girl's hair was flying everywhere. The pretty face in the mirror puffed up comfortably, and she narrowed her eyes at the same time.

This kind of leisurely and warm atmosphere is just right. It is neither sweet nor cloying, nor is it overwhelming. Tamaki Hikaru is a little breathless.

It's like something you should do every night, very natural.

Aitani was so comfortable that she even closed her eyes, but Tamaki Hikari didn't feel that way.

Although a woman's long hair looks good, it is extremely troublesome to take care of it. He can just blow it by himself, but long hair is difficult.

Aitaniti's hair is very smooth and voluminous. It looks thin on weekdays, but it turns out to be a thick layer after wetting it.