After rebirth, I became Tokyo Sentimental

Chapter 52. Your Child is My Child
Because he had to pick up his mother, Harano Tsukasa got up early the next day. After washing and getting ready, he drove to Shinagawa Station in Takanawa Sanchome, Minato Ward. He waited in the reception area for the Shinkansen to arrive from the west track, yawning out of boredom.

The Central Japan Railway Company's Chuo Shinkansen was not late and slowly entered the station at the scheduled time.

However, when Harano Tsukasa thought that he would be able to pick up his mother in a few minutes and then go straight to dinner, an unexpected figure appeared in his sight.

This figure was standing closer to the front than himself.

So when the mother, who always liked to tie her hair in her memory, appeared, I was not the first one to greet her.

When they discovered him, Yuanye Si saw that they were hugging each other intimately. After they separated, they were still holding hands. Their faces were filled with joy after meeting again after many years of not seeing each other, and they kept chatting.

"Sister Tsubaki, it's been a long time."

"I thought you were missing."

"How could that be? It's just that I've been too busy these past few days. Every time I saw your message and was about to reply, something else got in the way and I forgot about it after a while."

"Okay, I forgive you."

"Just be happy that you're not mad at me. They say people with big tempers are in good shape. No wonder Sister Chun is still so young."

"You too? That's so exaggerated. It feels like you haven't aged at all, Yuko. You're still just like a little girl."

"Is it so exaggerated?"

"Of course, not like me, I look like a grandma."

"No way. We've all gotten older. When I looked in the mirror after taking a shower a few days ago, I found a new wrinkle at the corner of my eye. I was so angry that I bought a lot of skin care products that night, even though I knew they were useless."

"It's good to have some psychological comfort."

After Chitsuki Fujitani and Yuko Shimizu exchanged greetings arm in arm, Tsukasa Harano glanced at the latter's face before walking up to her and saying hello: "Mom."

"Asi." Fujitani Chitsubaki smiled.

It was basically the same as my impression. My mother was not tall, about 1.5 meters, and had a pretty face, but her face had some wrinkles as she entered middle age. In addition, as she ran a convenience store in the countryside, she was reluctant to spend money to hire a merchandiser, so the long hours of physical work made her skin look slightly yellow.

Although it was the first time they met, the intimacy she felt when seeing her son was particularly obvious. She did not give him an excited and exaggerated hug, but just looked at him with a smile in the corner of her eyes.

Standing next to him, Chitsugi Fujitani raised her hand over his head and compared: "It seems to be a little higher."

"Maybe it's because the food is better."

Harano Tsukasa responded with a smile.

"What did you eat? Did you take a picture? Show it to mom. Do you always eat out?"

"You know, I can't cook."

"Not knowing how to cook is not an excuse. In fact, it's not that the food out there is faulty, but that it's too expensive and not worth it. If you run into a dishonest person, even if the ingredients they use are not fresh, you won't be able to tell if you add a little more salt."

"It's not that exaggerated. Food safety supervision in Tokyo is very strict. Most people wouldn't dare to do that."

"What if it's not normal?" Fujitani Chitsuki blinked, stretched out her hand and pinched her son's waist, feeling it carefully, and said with a smile: "It seems that you have been eating well recently, your waist has become a lot thicker."

"I was just trying to prevent you from checking me."

Yuan Ye Si also replied with a smile.

There was no excitement as I had imagined, nor was there the uncomfortable feeling of suddenly feeling close to a stranger.

On the contrary, everything seemed very natural. Perhaps it was because this body already had twenty years of experience as a mother and child, or perhaps Harano Si had already prepared himself mentally. In any case, nothing was revealed, and the communication was no different from normal mother-child communication, and even more harmonious than imagined.

After all, since he came into this world, the first person who cared about him and cared about him most sincerely was his mother.

Unless one's values have collapsed to the point of no return, no one will refuse the kindness shown by others when one is unfamiliar with or even panicked about everyone and everything around them.

They just had a brief chat.

The mother and son didn't say much.

After all, this is not their home, not to mention that there is a woman who can be considered an outsider next to them.

Yuan Ye Si moved his gaze towards the face of the woman standing next to his mother, and met her beautiful eyes that were obviously a little nervous and a little apprehensive: "Aunt Shimizu."

"Xiao Si."

Yuko Shimizu looked at him with complicated eyes.

After many days, she felt a little dazed and unreal when she saw the young face in front of her again.

Especially after learning about what happened last night.

It was precisely because of this that she felt an overwhelming desire to ask him in person what was going on, even though the embarrassment of having backstabbed her best friend and slept with his son while drunk was slightly mitigated.

However, when she saw the real person.

My original desire to find out the truth has faded.

After all, the facts are there. No matter how untrue it feels, the news reports are clear and concise. As for why Harano Tsukasa became the Tokyo Metropolitan Councillor and what power and connections he used to send Taira Masamori to prison, it doesn't matter anymore.

Yuko Shimizu's short hair was tied up and placed behind her head, with only a few strands of hair floating in front of her forehead. She wore a black sleeveless shirt on her upper body, revealing her arms as white and delicate as lotus roots. The hip skirt on her lower body showed off her familiar round and full buttocks to the fullest, and her legs were perfect and impeccable.

Even though she is over 40, it is hard to find wrinkles on her face with delicate light makeup. Instead, she has a mature charm. Although she doesn't drink, she always exudes an alluring fruity fragrance like a peach.

Even though they had already picked it once, or rather, picked it overnight, Yuanye Si still felt that it was extremely charming. It was just that now they were actually quite embarrassed.

After all, Yuanye Si was blinded by the reward and was also guided by the intentional thinking of the little head controlling the big head, so he picked this peach.

Yuko Shimizu recalled every detail of that night. Not only did she feel guilty due to the age gap, but now that the other person's mother was standing next to her, she felt so guilty that she wanted to dig her toes into the ground.

So the two of them just stared at each other in silence.

It seems like everyone wants to say something.

But it seems that no one can say it at this time.

Chitsuki Fujitani felt a little strange when she saw this scene, but she didn't think much about it. She thought that they were just not familiar with each other. After all, apart from the last time she helped her son and when he was a child, she had almost no memories of them. So she started to smile and smooth things over: "What's wrong? What are you doing here? Let's get out of the station first. Where are you going later?"

"Let's eat first. I made breakfast at home, and the pork bone soup should be almost done by now."

Hearing Fujitani Chitsuki's voice, Shimizu Yuko took a deep breath, tried her best not to let any abnormal emotions show on her face, and turned her head with a forced smile.

"Okay, then I'll try your craft."

"I haven't eaten yet, so mom, you and Aunt Shimizu can wait for me in the customer reception area. I just parked the car in the basement." Harano Si also spoke at the right time.

“I drove here, too.”

Yuko Shimizu interjected softly.

Chitsuki Fujitani glanced at the two again, patted her son's shoulders twice, and then instructed: "Then I will take your aunt Yuko's car. I will call you later to tell you the license plate number. Asi, you just follow behind."

"Okay." Yuan Ye Si nodded in agreement.

"Don't lose me."

Chitsuki Fujitani added something more worryingly.

Harano Tsukasa smiled bitterly. Although he knew where Shimizu Yuko's home was even though he didn't follow the car, he certainly couldn't show it directly: "Don't worry."

And you have to cooperate with the performance.

So after the two cars drove out of the underground parking garage of Shinagawa Station one after the other, he deliberately pretended not to be following the cars too closely. As a result, he was cut in by others and was left far behind, so he had to call to ask for the address.

If you're pretending, just act like it.

After all, that matter really cannot be pointed out.

Today is a weekday, so there should be fewer vehicles on the main roads. However, Tokyo is the busiest place in Japan, and they came out of Shinagawa Station, so the road was quite congested.

The situation did not improve until we got on the Ikebukuro Line Expressway, and the speed of the car was gradually increased.

Nearly an hour later.

Harano Tsukasa arrived at Daitoyama-cho, Itabashi District.

After intentionally keeping a distance and controlling the time, he arrived a few minutes later than Aunt Shimizu and the others. He glanced at the specific house number sent by his mother, entered the electronic password downstairs of the apartment building, and pushed the door open and walked in.

This apartment building is slightly better than his own, but they are probably products of the same era. There are just no cobwebs or anything like that and there is less dust. Harano Tsukasa went upstairs while observing. However, when he turned the corner on the floor his mother sent him, the door of a room a few meters away from the stairs was open, and the voices of his mother and Aunt Shimizu could be clearly heard from inside, except that the voices were argumentative and one of them sounded very anxious.

"Yuko, what is this thing of yours..."

"Sister Tsubaki! Don't move!"

"Is this true? Yuko, why didn't you tell us about such a big thing? You've finally figured it out at your age. Tell me who that person is?"

"Hey! Sister Tsubaki, come to me! Stop joking around like that, that kid Xiao Si is coming soon!"

"Here you are. Look how scared you are. You must not let Si see this kind of thing. Otherwise, how can you, as an aunt, put your face? But I am really curious about who has such great charm."

"Don't ask..."

"How could I not ask? I've waited for so many years and finally you're getting married. Don't worry, with our relationship, your child is my child..."

"Sister Tsubaki, what are you talking about?"

As the atmosphere between the two eased a little, when Yuko Shimizu finally took back the embarrassing thing that had been spread on the sofa and dried by the air conditioner for a few days, she suddenly caught sight of a figure standing at the door out of the corner of her eye.

After his gaze shifted slightly, he happened to meet the surprised look of Yuanye Si who was staring at his arms.

It was at this moment that Harano Tsukasa saw clearly what Shimizu Yuko was holding. It was a stack of neatly gathered light green sheets with golden chrysanthemums printed on them. However, there was a large black and red mark on the corner that was exposed, which was particularly eye-catching.

Just a glance.

He then understood what it was.

It was precisely in this situation that even though Shimizu Yuko had forty years of experience and was very generous when drunk and didn't care about other people's opinions, her cheeks quickly turned red and almost bled.

And Yuanye Si was also a little embarrassed.

If Aunt Qingshui really has a child as my mother said, then I have to persuade her to give up that idea.

after all…

I have to go down one level...

(End of this chapter)