I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

The child, who was about the same age as her own daughter, was filled with emotion, and the radiance of her mother's surname immediately overflowed.

Feng Zejian drank the sake in the pot in one gulp.

He then said, "Shopkeeper, another half a jin, please."

Although the shopkeeper was reluctant to serve drinks to such a young child, he went along with Feng Zejian's request because he felt he was in the wrong earlier.

Feng Zejian looked at the wine the shopkeeper brought over, and before it even reached him, he got up, took it, and was about to pour it into his mouth.

Just then, a warm sensation locked onto Feng Zejian's wrist.

Kazema followed the pair of hands that looked well-maintained to look at Rio Sawada.

"Sister, is something the matter?"

Rio Sawada, who was called "older sister," was taken aback for a moment, and her face turned slightly red.

"I'm almost forty, and it's still a little strange to be called 'sister' by a little kid."

Aside from one or two neck wrinkles, Rio Sawada doesn't show any obvious signs of aging; her skin remains firm and fair, and she has a great figure.

Kazema glanced at Rio Sawada briefly, then smiled slightly:

"Sister, if you didn't know your age, I would have thought you were twenty-seven or twenty-eight."

Rio Sawada was in a good mood after being praised for her youth once again.

At this moment, Feng Zejian asked again, "So, is there something you need, sister?"

"You're still so young, you can't drink anymore."

Kazema smiled and shook his head, then pulled Sawada Rio's warm hand away.

Feng Zejian knew very well that this level was not enough.

"I am very grateful for your concern, but I don't need your concern on a whim."

Rio Sawada was speechless at the sight.

After downing half a jin of sake in one go at Fengzejian, he ordered another pot of sake from the shopkeeper.

After drinking the same beverage, Feng Zejian's face also turned red.

Kaze took out his wallet, slapped two 1,000 yen cherry blossom coins on the bar, and waved vaguely at the shopkeeper.

"keep the change."

Feng Zejian leaned on the bar counter to get up, looking completely drunk and swaying as he walked.

Rio Sawada's attention was always on Kaze Sawama.

As Feng Zejian staggered to the door, he deliberately let go of her hand, causing his wallet to fall to the ground.

Seeing this, Rio Sawada also took out 1,000 Sakura Coins and slammed them on the bar.

"Keep the extra money here. I'm going to check on the child."

The shopkeeper shook his head helplessly and joked:

"I thought you'd said we didn't need to look anymore."

Rio Sawada couldn't hear the shop manager's nagging. She went to the door, picked up the wallet, and searched for Kazema's figure on the street.

Finally, under a streetlamp not far to her left, she saw Feng Zejian passed out drunk on the street.

Upon seeing this, Rio Sawada rushed forward without hesitation and came to Kaze Sawa's side. Just as she was about to help Kaze Sawa up, she saw that his face was covered with silent tears.

Seeing this, Rio Sawada felt uncomfortable and immediately helped Kaze Sawama up.

This time, Feng Zejian did not resist.

“You’re drunk, kid. Here’s your wallet; you dropped it at the door when you left.”

Feng Zejian took the wallet and forced a smile.

"Thank you."

"Where do you live? Let me take you home."

Feng Zejian shook his head.

“My home is not in this city. I usually lie on a park bench all night. Please take me to the nearby park.”

Rio Sawada frowned slightly.

"How can you sleep in a place like that? It's very dangerous."

Feng Zejian shook his head with a wry smile. "Who would care?"

Kazema's words struck Rio Sawada's tender heart time and time again, and she decided that she could no longer abandon this fragile boy.

"Come home with me."

Kazema was stunned for a moment, looking at Rio Sawada with disbelief.

"No need. Your family will object to bringing a stranger home in the middle of the night."

Rio Sawada shook her head.

“It’s okay. I got divorced a long time ago. My daughter lives with her father, and I live alone right now.”

Kazema gazed at Rio Sawada with sparkling eyes.

"So we share the same pain, right?"

Rio Sawada was inexplicably touched by Kaze's question.

But as an adult, Rio Sawada still smiled bravely.

"No, but I can't just leave a child like you alone. My name is Rio Sawada, and what's yours, little one?"

"Between the wind and marsh."

"Feng Zejian, what a lovely name."

A touched smile appeared on Feng Zejian's face, a smile tinged with the joy of victory.

This goal is easier to achieve than I imagined.

Based on the information I just received, he is divorced, lives alone, and has a daughter who lives with her father.

Feng Zejian could even guess the reason for the divorce himself.

Rio Sawada helped Kaze Sawama back to his one-bedroom apartment.

Even in remote residential areas, rent is not cheap here.

Fortunately, this one-bedroom apartment is quite spacious, more than enough for two people to sleep in.

"Go take a shower first, I'll go get you a blanket."

"Ah."

Feng Zejian nodded and obediently walked into the bathroom.

As Rio Sawada listened to the sound of running water in the bathroom, she couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Even if you see an eighteen-year-old as a child, it would be difficult to resist if he were a bad person.

Chapter Three: This was intentional.

Rio Sawada shook her head with a wry smile.

I've really gotten so worked up that I've lost my mind. My life is already in such a mess, so what if this boy is a bad guy?

While Rio Sawada was lost in thought, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped for a while, and then Kaze Sawama came out wrapped in a bath towel.

Looking at the single bedding already laid out on the tatami mat in the bedroom, Kazema turned his gaze to Rio Sawada on the sofa in the living room.

"Sister, I've been thinking about it. You might have to go to work tomorrow, and a good night's sleep is very important for you. I think I'll sleep on the sofa instead."

Whether it was that "sister" or that caring yet unobtrusive suggestion, it warmed Rio Sawada's heart.

As she spoke, she picked up the quilt from the tatami mat in the bedroom and walked towards the sofa without asking.

"It's okay, it's the same for me wherever I am."

Kazema, using a blind spot, pulled the towel down a bit to make it look like he was mopping the floor. When he was still two or three meters away from Rio Sawada, he pretended to accidentally step on the mopped towel.

Feng Zejian collapsed to the ground, and his bath towel fell off.

Rio Sawada looked anxious.

"Are you OK."

"I am fine."

Feng Zejian scratched his head, stood up, and exposed his body.

Rio Sawada blushed instantly when she saw Kazesawa's treasure, which was much larger than normal.

Feng Zejian deliberately reacted a beat too late.

He quickly picked up the bath towel and covered himself up.

"sorry Sorry."

Rio Sawada blushed and shook her head, saying, "It's nothing."

She keeps replaying the scene in her mind.

Even after getting into bed, this is even more true.

Rio Sawada shook her head, cursing herself inwardly.

"What are you thinking? He's still a child. How disgusting."

Actually, you can't blame Rio Sawada for this. She's at the age where she's most sexually active, but she's been suppressed by work pressure and hasn't been able to engage in that kind of thing. But after seeing it this time, it's normal for her to have a physical desire.

Feng Zejian successfully switched to the sofa, and nothing else happened on the first night.

This was Feng Zejian's own consideration.

The second day, or even the third day, was the time for him to actually take action.

Feng Zejian shook his head.

I'll think about it tomorrow.

When Feng Zejian woke up the next day, he sat up from the sofa and saw a simple meal of milk and sandwiches on the coffee table, and even the room key was left behind.

A warm feeling flowed through my heart.

Breakfast had long since gone cold, as it was already noon.

Feng Zejian got up and walked to the low refrigerator in the room.

I opened the refrigerator, and there was nothing inside except a carton of milk and two cartons of eggs.

Feng Zejian put on his clothes, picked up his key, and left the room.

Around 10 p.m., Rio Sawada bought two late-night snacks. Because there was one more person at home, she unusually didn't go to the izakaya.

When I got to my front door, I was still wondering if I would find nothing there once I walked in.

Rio Sawada gritted her teeth, took her spare key, and opened the door to the room.

In his rented room, nothing was missing except for a sumptuous meal on the dining table and a boy sleeping on the table.

At that moment, she felt truly ashamed of her suspicious nature.

Hearing the noise, Feng Zejian got up and rubbed his eyes.

She was unusually excited to see Rio Sawada.

"Sister, welcome home."

Rio Sawada also smiled.

"Ah."

Feng Zejian looked at the dishes on the table, slapped his forehead, and showed a self-reproachful expression.

"Why did you fall asleep? I'm fine, but you've had a long day, you should eat something hot."

Rio Sawada shook her head.