Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner Chapter 679 - 433: Soft Rice Hard to Eat4

So video halls collaborate with other industries, such as love hotels and dating clubs.

For example, after watching a movie in a private room, custors can be recomnded by the store to continue their consumption at a nearby love hotel, and what happens next goes without saying.

Hmm, according to the dating conventions of the last generation, after watching a movie late at night, the next step would be to go to a hotel.

But it’s hard to express this kind of thing verbally. A guy inviting a girl to spend the night at a hotel could seem ill-intentioned, and it’s awkward for the guy too, leading him to co up with all sorts of excuses like ’the dorm’s locked,’ ’traffic’s too bad,’ ’it’s unsafe alone,’ and the most famous ’we’re just going to cuddle...’

Japan is quite humane about this; things that are hard to say are handled by the staff, which saves a lot of trouble.

By then, it wouldn’t be Fushimi Roku wanting to go to a couple’s hotel, but the staff recomnding a one-stop experience at a couple’s hotel and dating club.

Fushimi Rokushin’s mind was racing, but when he ca to, he noticed the elders looking at him sowhat strangely.

Mr. Yoshida looked at him with a hint of sympathy;

Mrs. Yoshida’s gaze held a bit of longing;

Grandmother Hamada looked at him with so emotion;

Grandmother Yamaguchi’s gaze was a bit disdainful...

"What’s wrong?" Fushimi Roku asked.

Everyone shook their heads, saying it was nothing, and started discussing Fushimi Roku visiting Minamoto Tamako’s grandfather, asking when they planned to set off.

Minamoto Tamako said: "We’ll go tomorrow. We’ve been tidying up the old house to make it livable before visiting my grandfather."

Grandmother Hamada had an understanding look, and Grandmother Yamaguchi nudged her, leaned in, and whispered.

Fushimi Roku couldn’t hear it and felt baffled; but Minamoto Tamako, with keen ears, heard everything clearly.

"Probably afraid Mr. Kujo won’t agree, and if they’re kicked out, at least there’s a place to stay..." said Grandmother Yamaguchi.

"Hard to say, maybe Tamako is just being filial? It’s nice for a granddaughter to visit the old house and do so renovations, don’t overthink it," Grandmother Hamada said.

"Where’s the nonsense? If they were well-matched, would this guy be Tamako’s subordinate? Did you forget the commotion during her mother’s wedding? Mr. Kujo surely won’t agree again!" said Grandmother Yamaguchi.

"It’s not necessarily a mismatch..." Grandmother Hamada still hoped for Tamako’s happiness.

When Grandmother Yamaguchi saw her old friend still being stubborn, she suspended the private chat and switched to public mode, asking what Fushimi Roku’s family did for a living.

Fushimi Roku told the truth, saying both his parents had passed away, and he was currently without assets, with a younger sister at ho.

Grandmother Yamaguchi made an indiscernible ’tsk-tsk’ sound, leaned back towards her old friend, and whispered, "Did you hear? Maybe in Tokyo, he’s living off Tamako. Tokyo’s real estate is so expensive, he might even live at Tamako’s place!"

Minamoto Tamako was feeling slightly pleased listening just now, but didn’t expect everyone to see her that way.

Thinking carefully, the idea of keeping Fushimi-kun might feel pretty good. Every day, she could have Fushimi-kun dressed as a butler kneeling at the door to greet her, and when she got ho from work, he would call out ’Welco ho, master... It was hard working, wasn’t it?’... She would nonchalantly stuff cash into the gap of Fushimi-kun’s chest muscles, as a reward for him.

Hmm, this little fantasy hadn’t played out in her mind for a long ti, and thinking of it again brought a little nostalgia!

But as Minamoto Tamako listened, she felt sothing was off.

When she heard the last part, she suddenly felt guilty and her face flushed because in Tokyo, it was actually her using Fushimi-kun, living off him, and staying at his place.

It’s all because her mom wouldn’t give her pocket money.