Mrs. Akasaka Sorrow (1)

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About the author.

Nansato Shoden (1838-1912), one of the earliest and most famous of the Southern Song dynasty

Born in 1939 in Fukuoka, Japan. After twenty years of experience as a journalist, he made a name for himself in the literary world with his book “Hatchet Fly”. He has written international adventure novels, mystery novels, and novels of sensuality in a wide range of genres, and has written more than one hundred books. In 1992, he was awarded the Special Prize at the 1st Japan Literary Furniture Raku Club Grand Prize for his book “Red Wings”. His “Lady Incest” series, published by Kodansha Du, is a highly acclaimed work that combines sensual scenes with the intriguing nature of suspense.

The beautiful survivor, Juru-ja, whose husband had left her a large estate and a huge debt… In her brother-in-law’s room, an incestuous affair was taking place, with white skin entwined and dripping with sweat…

Shinsuke Hiyama from “Modern Planning” specialized in real estate sales. Because of his profession, he frequently went into hotels with different women to do research work, and his life was a boundless affair… When he received an assignment from Juriko and met her, he was struck by her unique feminine elegance and magical nature, and immediately fell in love with her. He was so impressed that he immediately fell in love with her and devoted himself to her. However, strange things happened one after another, starting with the discovery of an unidentified man’s body when he entered the business, and the fact that her client was taken hostage, raped, and had a small movie made about it…

Chapter 1: Buying a Hotel

１

It was a sweltering night.

Juriko climbed to her feet. Some slight emanations flowed gracefully on the sweating white pattered neck. Right in the middle of the stifling, uncirculated air of August, Kentaro Kadokura slightly opened his eyes.

Juriko tucked the collar of her sweaty bathrobe together, straightened the slippery sheet, and stood up.

This undead person seems to be unable to sleep tonight.

It has been half a year since the death of her husband, Motokura Shoutarou, who was known as Motokura Zaibatsu in the Akasaka business. Thirty-two year old beautiful survivor Juruko, who had a beauty that was impossible to look at, had inherited the company “Izu Gen” and was running the Nogi Osaka Hotel and other places as the president, but she was overwhelmed by the huge amount of debt that her late husband had left behind. At this point, every night is a nightmare and she can’t sleep.

“Sister-in-law!”

While in Uncle Junior’s room, which reeked of incestuous odors and smelled strongly of women, Kentaro called out to her as he lay across the room.

Zhu Ruizi, who was about to raise his foot to move forward, stopped and looked back. The scene was like a picture of a beauty looking back.

“Not doing anything tonight, huh?”

“Aren’t you asleep?”

“If I don’t do anything, will my sister-in-law be satisfied just by sleeping next to me?”

“You’re so deceitful, you’ve been pretending to be asleep all this time, and I’ve been shaking you so hard…”

(You didn’t just shake me hard, did you?) In fact, you were panting and touching my body at the same time…)

Kentaro thought this inwardly but couldn’t say it out loud, while Juriko approached Kentaro again and knelt down to straighten the sheets while saying, “Sorry for waking you up. You’re going on a business trip early tomorrow, aren’t you? You’d better get some rest!”

The bright moon shot in between the slightly opened doorway, illuminating the contours of Juriko’s beautiful face and lips, as well as her heaving breasts under her thin shirt. “Good night!” Juruko was just about to stand up after she finished speaking when Kentaro caught her right hand and pulled her voluptuous body towards his own, then suddenly made a strong effort to crush her down onto the quilt.

“Ah… Kentaro, you can’t be that rude!”

Kentaro’s right hand opened Juriko’s neckline and slid into the inner part of her thighs. He moved his right hand as if to measure the fullness of her thighs, and then touched the private part of her body that belonged to a woman. There were no underpants to hide the secret place, and his fingers touched the thick grass. Probing downward, the secret area was already warm and moist, and Kentaro’s fingers automatically slipped into the flame-colored swamp.

Juriko moaned and tilted her head back as she clutched her young Uncle Junior’s head.

“Ah… Ken… we are so wrong.” However, Kentaro had long since turned a deaf ear.

Six months ago, not long after the death of her husband, Chuutaro, the young surviving daughter of the Kadokura zaibatsu, Juruko, made full use of her thirty-two year old flesh to have an impermissible and sinful incestuous relationship with her brother-in-law.

This is the corner of Akasaka-Hinoki Town. A corner of Hinoki-cho. Unexpectedly, it was the center of the city, where high-rise buildings and hotels stood, but this area was located in a green depression, and the black walls of the Tatebayashi winds stood. Since the death of Dentaro, the hotel business, which was in debt, had been in bad shape, and now, in the luxurious building where only Juruko and her brother-in-law lived, the only two people who indulged in incestuous carnal desires were the two who were wildly enthusiastic.

Kentaro came up with his mouth. Juriko’s lips gasped like a carp’s and accepted it enthusiastically.

The two kissed and hugged and slumped back on the bed.

“Ah… Kentaro, you must think I’m slutty, right?”

“No, my sister-in-law must have been lonely after my big brother died.”

“It’s not like that, I’m a slut. But never mind, I wouldn’t care.”

Kentaro used his right hand to open the neckline of his yukata, and his white and plump breasts then appeared in front of his eyes.

Kentaro rubbed it. He rubbed the breasts from the bottom in a round ball shape and rubbed the already pointed nipples with his fingers.

“Ah…” Juriko let out a cry of pleasure.

After rubbing her breasts for a while, Kentaro rubbed them more vigorously and took the strawberry-like nipples into his mouth. In the midst of sucking, sliding around and licking, Juriko’s white chin tilted back.

“Ah, so sad… mmm… robe.” Juriko’s hands clawed randomly into the air.

Noticing this, Kentaro unbuckled her belt and jerked it open in one go. The fragrant and sweaty white robe flew apart, and while smelling the rich womanly scent, the luster of the white pattering plump breasts, lower abdomen, and thighs were revealed one by one in the summer night.

“Sister-in-law,” Kentaro raised his voice as if moved, and as if in response to a racing heartbeat, he wrapped his left arm around the white body in front of him. His right hand slid from the breasts to his lower abdomen. Juriko’s part that belonged to a woman was even more sensitive than earlier, overflowing with thick nectar. It was a fountain that belonged to women.

Kentaro thrust his fingers even further inward. He drew in the moist nectar and kept smearing it between the two petals and the valley above, feeling like he was celebrating a good harvest.

He didn’t stop moving. Then he traced the small pearl under the grass with his fingers, holding it between two fingers and rubbing it gently.

Juriko tilted her head back slightly.

Kentaro continued his caresses while watching Juriko’s straightened feet tremble slightly.

Juriko’s pubic hairs were lush and each one was long as well. Since she hadn’t trimmed the sides like recent girls, her pubic hair was like reeds swaying in the wind by the water.

Sometimes Juriko would twist her body and close her thighs in shame, so Kentaro pressed down on her thighs and slipped his fingers into her secret cave by surprise. “AH…” She twisted her white neck again. Kentaro’s fingertips felt the contraction and became even more anxious to find his target quickly.

Suddenly, Juriko sat up on her upper body.

“Sorry, you let me touch it too.”

She wrapped her arms around Kentaro with a firm grip and slid her hand towards the needy part of the young man in front of her.

Kentaro was still wearing his underwear. Sliding out from the crotch of his pants Juriko’s slender white fingers quickly touched the already swollen thing.

She traced the shape, her expression turning for a moment to one of horror as if she’d been burned.

“Wow, that’s amazing.”

But she immediately gathered her courage and took hold of it again.

“Kin is so fit…”

The exuberant vitality of the man she had barely been able to touch during those three years when her husband, Chuutaro, had been constantly in and out of the hospital with liver cancer was now revived in her palm. That was a touching passion for Juriko.

“I want to kiss you, is that okay?”

The guilt deepened, but that instead turned into an exciting temptation that incited Juriko’s heart to go against her morals.

Her fingers began to remove his underwear. Kentaro raised his back to help her, and the briefs quickly slid down to his ankles. The young man, already poised for action, displayed his majestic and powerful weapon, trembling slightly under the exposed air. Juriko lovingly held it tightly in both hands, and on a few occasions, after rubbing her palms against it, she brought her lips closer as if in pilgrimage.

Juriko’s red lips swallowed more than half of it, and her head rose and fell up and down, causing the light above the bed to shake incessantly.

Her white pattered buttocks wiggled as well. As if desperately seeking to recoup the losses she had suffered during the long period of her husband’s loss, Juriko passionately spread her love with her lips and mouth. Precisely because Juriko gave off the impression of being a well-bred lady, an intellectual beauty with elegant demeanor, her unseen demeanor resembled that of a slut like no one else.

Kentaro felt helpless as he stared at it all. He had looked up to Juruko since she married his brother, Kentaro, and now it was up to her to soothe him, and his chest was ripe with the thought of it.

“Sister-in-law, thank you, it’s enough.”

Kentaro sat up his upper body when he finished speaking, then violently grabbed Juruko’s hand.

He grabbed her hand and looked at her face from the front.

“What… are you… going to do?”

She cocked her head and asked, revealing a beautiful face like she was in shock. Kentaro pinned Juriko down, readying herself for some sort of asana position.

“Ah…” Juriko let out a gasp. “Don’t… not yet.”

Kentaro spread Juriko’s feet, which were trying with all her might to close, apart and buried his face in her secret garden.

He roughly parted the shell-colored folds of flesh with his tongue, and the sweet-sour taste that permeated them fueled Kentaro’s desire to conquer against his morals. He licked greedily at the nectar-dripping petals with his tongue, uncovering the more sensitive pearls, and as if he wanted to sweep his tongue across them, he kept caressing them.

“Ah, ah, ah.”

Juriko let out a piercing moan and twisted her body. In this Akasaka． Hinokicho’s large restaurant, only the two of them were left. Kentaro’s desire for his sister-in-law’s unabashedly lewd panting was getting hotter and hotter.

“Spare me!” Zhu Heron Zi watered. She made a tiny choking sound.

With her knees spread wide, Juriko’s chin and stomach were scrunched up, only the mysterious triangle protruded high, the tufts of pubic hair wet and undulating. Kentaro moved his face away slightly, then wrenched forcefully at the responsive and sensitive area. The secret cave was pulled apart from side to side, revealing the moist and glistening pink pearly-colored pearl particles, and the small red window below was open, the red window being the mucous membrane of the secret cave. Kentaro pressed the tip of his tongue against the particle and then touched the tantalizing red window.

“Ah… it’s so good… you’re so good, Kentaro.”

Juriko let out a wail that was close to a moan, her abdomen raised upwards from the exertion, her inner strands filled with spasmodic currents, and drops of clear, thick water dripped down from between her strands. Kentaro was actually on the verge of being unable to take it anymore.

“Sister-in-law… I’m going to enter.”

The internal quagmire gradually moistened and then erupted. The honey-colored quagmire made watery noises with the rubbing motion.

“Ah… what was that sound.”

“Whatever, I’m so comfortable!”

“Don’t… come on… come on!”

Juru-chan could no longer restrain herself from raising her voice and pushed her back up.

And Kentaro, who was still playing in the shallows, entered in a flash just the moment Juriko pushed her back up for the third time.

Though impeded by the warmth of the cavern, his dick still parted the secret flesh and reached the deepest point in a single breath.

“Sister-in-law, that’s great.” Kentaro let out a touched cry and forgot to hug her tightly. Her inside was warm.

Without uttering a word, Zhu Luzi began to gasp for air like a fish deprived of oxygen. She turned into a white sleek fish.

Sometimes Kentaro gets the feeling of being bound. A sense of crowding mixed in between the constriction and the binding.

Once Kentaro was in the depths, Koo didn’t care how it felt and gently wrapped his hands around Juriko’s waist and kissed her.

“AH… AH…” There were sounds of lips touching each other and coveting each other.

His body was tightly coupled to her writhing body, and at that moment he was sucking with his mouth at the same time.

“Uh…”

Feeling sad, she left his mouth and tilted her chin up. Then brought her panting lips up again.

“How can we both be… too happy will be punished.”

“Sister-in-law wasn’t happy at all. My elder brother was always looking for women outside, and meddling in the golf course business, and when that failed, even the hotel business was dying… Each time, you suffered a lot, Sister-in-Law…”

Kentaro was using his tongue in the midst of this lingering kiss while his lower body was slowly and continuously pumping.

That didn’t seem appropriate for a young man’s rhythm, it should have been tightly pumping. Jurouko’s there got excited and she started to climax. Entering a good place, Zhu Ruiko’s there contracted even more, powerfully engulfing his dick.

“Any more of this and it seems like I won’t be able to take it.”

Kentaro was even more excited, almost bloodthirsty, when he heard it.

(No, it’s a waste…) Kentaro would sometimes pull out to the vicinity of the opening, relaxing the pressure, and then sluttishly rub the mud near the opening with his firm swell.

“ah… uh…”

As if she wanted Kentaro’s firm dick to touch her favorite spot, Juriko shook her waist to meet Kentaro’s rhythm. Without realizing it both of them became a small boat. That was the feeling of  a boat.

All the time  the boat, in a dream  and then both of them reach the most extreme peak in the middle of the hot springs.

“Ah… come on… come on… I… can’t do it anymore.”

Fervent voices quivered and stretched in the darkness.

Juriko’s body had contained all of him, and her expression was almost orgasmic.

Kentaro also rubbed her breasts with his right hand, gazing at the expression of Juriko, who frowned, closed her eyes tightly, and spilled pleasurable saliva from her half-open lips, and then growled like a wild animal. “Sister-in-law… I too… am dying!”

Soon, the rapture was about to come. Both reached orgasm at the same time. Matching the waves of fury in her writhing body, Kentaro also fiercely radiated the essence of life in the deepest part of his body. The house turned into a forest in the middle of the summer night.

２

…that summer night was sweltering.

Slightly laced with the smell of sweat and love juices of both men and women. Exhausted, the two men adjusted their breathing while lying on the bed.

The doors and windows were open, the moonlight came in, and the hexagonal paper-single pedestal lamp above the bed glowed faintly.

Turning to Juriko, who had gotten up to fix the hair on her neck, Kentaro said, “What are you going to do, sister-in-law?” He asked, using his hand as a pillow.

“What?”

“This home also has a cooking store and a hotel.”

“Eh, I think it would be good to sell them.”

“You still want this…?”

“Eh, it was left behind by him, but there’s no way around it. In order to pay off the bank’s loan, there was only the pain of selling it.”

“After the sale… are you going back to Izu?”

“Eh, it will, but not now.”

“That’s true, big brother really owes too much money, and sister-in-law has suffered a lot.”

“I’m fine with that! Anyway, I’m going back to Izu after I’m done with things. Back in Yunoshima, there’s still the Amagi Tsuchimikan, I just need to keep the one near the Amagi Ridge, and I’ll spend my days there leisurely from now on.”

“It might be nice for my sister-in-law to do that, but I’m out of luck. I’m not going back to Izu! There’s no way I’m quitting my job either.”

“Yeah, you’re a computer engineer who graduated from the University of Engineering, you must stay at Samsung’s research institute. Only I can go back to Izu.”

“That’s going to be a lonely mile!”

“What do you mean? You just need to get a wife and organize a family. Sister-in-law will support you.

”

Chuuko’s late husband, Kotaro Kadokura, was the general manager of the Iyagen company, and his family was a prominent family in Izu. His grandfather ran the main building of the Amagi Suimeikan in Shuzenji and Yunoshima, as well as a separate building. His grandfather had been running the main building and other buildings of the Amagi Suimeikan in Shuzenji and Yunoshima, but in his generation, he moved to Tokyo. Although he was very capable, he loved to spend a lot of money on his business and social life, and had many mistresses. Since he was involved in the fraud case of the golf course construction, he was burdened with a huge amount of loans and hoarded a lot of pressure, and he died of liver cancer in February this year. As a result, the survivor, Juriko, plans to sell her entire Tokyo business unit and return to Izu to make a fresh start after taking care of her late husband’s loans.

“But will it sell? We’re in the midst of the third or fourth hotel boom, and there are dozens of hotels, large and small, in the Akasaka neighborhood alone. Even if you sell an old one like Nogizaka Ryokan…”

Kentaro lies down and fetches a cigarette, lighting it with a lighter.

“I don’t know if I’ll be able to sell it or not, but I think getting help should work, and I’ve heard that there’s been some kind of agency specializing in selling hotels lately! I think I’ll make a call tomorrow!”

“Is there such a place?”

“It seems like there is, I read about it in a magazine. Recently Japan has also officially entered the era of the hotel society, setting up hotel businesses just like in the U.S., so I thought that if I went to ask one of those companies, I should be able to find a solution.”

“Well hopefully it’s reliable company.”

“That’s the hotel commercial division of a major real estate company, so I don’t think there’s anything to worry about!”

“Good, then I’ll leave it all to my sister-in-law, I’ll stay out of it lo!”

The conversation between the two men breaks down slightly here.

Juriko gazed at the summer night. Suddenly, a bright light passed before her eyes.

“Ah… it’s fireflies.”

“Where?”

“Look, there it is.”

Kentaro looked over in a certain direction. There was a faint flash of light bobbing through the darkness.

Juriko gazed at the bright spot of light.

Nowadays, it is very difficult to see them in Tokyo, but when my late husband, Shuntaro, said he wanted to catch fireflies, he bought Genji fireflies from a businessman in the Kano River in Izu, and they were bred in the pond in the courtyard of the restaurant, “Tamagi,” for many years, so that they could live there.

Feeling a little sad at the sight in front of me. In Juriko’s eyes that followed the light of the fireflies that intruded through the cracks in the doors and windows, a transparent object suddenly swelled and crystallized, sliding down her cheeks. But… Kentaro didn’t notice it at all.

“Sister-in-law… I’m in trouble, look!” He grabbed Jhuluozi’s hand and moved it between the two strands.

As Juriko took hold of his firm contraption once more, the light of Genji Hotaru shone in the swollen teardrops in her eyes.

“Ken, you’re so…”

Juriko suddenly pins Kentaro down on the bed, taking a riding position and enjoying the highest pleasure for both of them.

３

That morning, Shinsuke Hayama went to work at nine o’clock on time.

His company is in Shinjuku. Kintoki Planning, located in the middle of the high-rise street of Nishiguchi Superstore, is a real estate company that specializes in the sale of hotels. They don’t deal with non-hotels or apartments. However, they handle hotels, commercial hotels, leisure hotels, general hotels, and hot spring hotels in tourist areas.

The new “hotel business” was to take in properties that had been closed down and sold under the competition for survival of the third hotel boom, and to examine, appraise, and price them, and then to mediate between sellers and buyers. Shinsuke Hayama was the head of the Sales Department.

The Sales Division I is not only a sales agent, but a strategic management department. In order to rigorously evaluate the hotels or inns that they are absorbing, they will stay at the hotel or inn as a guest and investigate how they operate and how much value they have before they act as an agent for others. This is called “infiltration” or “pre-investigation in disguise”.

If the target is a hotel or something like that, they will infiltrate in groups of men and women.

The female partner does not have to be a coworker, but can be freely dispatched in order not to add to the company’s problems. Of course, this is the extra money that is obtained by issuing subpoenas to the company in the name of “business investigation fees”.

Ye Shan sat down at his own desk, took off his jacket, his eyes glanced over the documents on his desk, and was about to start working when the phone in front of him began to ring.

“Hello, this is Kondo Planning.”

“Excuse me… I saw an advertisement in the magazine Buy Ryokan… Are you buying and selling hotels?

”

“Yes, that’s right, and may I ask who you are?”

“I’m the Izumoto owner’s wife who runs Akasaka’s Nogizaka Inn, ‘Browneau’s Forest’, and my name is Juruko Monokura.”

“Oh, you’re Izu Gen-san’s…”

Ye Shan made a surprised sound.

“I know Mr. Izumoto well. Are you selling the hotel?”

“Eh, there’s been a bit of a situation.”

“I heard that the president passed away this winter…”

“Eh, so a lot to deal with” “Understood, so we’ll discuss it after we meet!”

Juruko Kadokura, the proprietress of Izu Gen, is coming to Shinsuke Hayama’s company the day after tomorrow.

(Then, it’s best to sneak over to the Nogi Osaka Hotel and observe it while it’s still tonight.) Hayama hung up the phone and sat by the window, calling out to Tamami Makazono, a female employee of the Sales Division 1 who was typing.

“Ms. Makazono, check the phone number for Akasaka ‘Browneau’s Forest’ for me.”

Yayama remembered the place commonly known as the Nogi Osaka Inn, where the sign flashed a beautiful neon light once nighttime came.

“Okay.”

Makazono Tamami, smart and attractive in her dark blue uniform, stopped her typing and flipped through the phone book at her side.

“Ah, I see, should I write it down?”

“No, could you book me a room there?”

“Okay, tonight?”

“Yes, use my name, but don’t reveal the company name.”

“Okay.”

Tamami Makazono picked up the microphone on her desk and pressed the phone number.

Luckily, everyone from the Sales Division had gone out early in the morning. Yayama’s eyes followed Tamami, who didn’t show much of her true self, thinking that she was becoming more and more of a good helper for him, and had great expectations for tonight.

Makien Tamami is a staff member of the Sales Division 1 who has been on the job for a year, and is a real subordinate and a friend of the opposite sex to Hayama Shinsuke. The two of them have a crush on each other, but not to the point of intense sparks.

After not dating for a while, they miss the feeling of skin to skin and they naturally gravitate towards each other.

There’s a reason why Tama Mae is a great sex partner.

She joined Yayama’s company a year ago, while before that she was a female employee at Marunouchi Trading.

A college friend of Yesan’s is the section chief of that trading company, and from him, he hears the reason why Tamami had to leave her job.

It turns out that Tamami’s office romance with her married boss is revealed, resulting in having to leave the company.

Ye-san accepted the commission and found a way to get her into Konoha Planning. It would be a lie to say that he didn’t have any intentions.

Tamami is very good at mastering men. She breaks up with the boss she was dating and comes in with an emptiness in her heart.

To a man, she is like a delicious dish.

And since she had been injured, even if she had a relationship with Ye Shan, she would never talk nonsense about the outside world, so this also met his conditions. No one in the company knew about Ye Shan and Tama Mi already having a relationship.

Tamami also kept the matter to herself, in her heart she was actually hoping for the favor of other male staff members.

Therefore, the relationship with Tama-chan was more of a sexual partnership than a relationship between a subordinate and a superior. Tonight’s infiltration into “Bronnew’s Forest” was understood to be a “disguised pre-investigation”.

“Ms. Makazono, I’m going out for a bit, how about meeting me at Akasaka at 7:00 p.m.?”

“Okay, I’ll be at the usual place at seven.”

４

The time is late in the evening.

“Ah, this is it!” Tamaime stopped in her tracks.

Hotel “Bronu’s Forest” is on the left hand side of the road on the way to Nogihan. There is an entrance from the road to the tree-lined area, and it is a four-story building with a unique flavor that feels like a combination of a budget hotel and a guesthouse.

“Welcome, you must be Mr. Ye Shan!”

As it had been pre-booked, the key was handed to me as soon as I arrived at the counter.

Walking towards the elevator with her arms wrapped around her, Tamami reported on the hotel from a woman’s point of view: “It looks high class, young working women nowadays like this kind of high class place, and if a couple goes to a hotel together, they won’t go to a rustic place!”

“Eh, the appearance is quite advanced looking, it’s just a shame that it’s going to be collected, what the hell was the boss’s wife of Izu Gen thinking?”

“That’s right, what a waste! That long-dead president was too indulgent with women, too!”

The two take the elevator to the fourth floor. After a quiet walkway, they enter room forty-six.

They faced each other as soon as they entered the room. Tama-chan, who had been swept up, buried her face in Ye-san’s chest as if her whole body was powerless.

Holding her face in one hand, Yesan kissed her. “Ah…” Tamami let out a pout.

It had been a long time since Yesan had been alone with Tamami, so it felt like a fresh fish jumping in his hands.

While kissing deeply, Yesan reaches out and presses his thighs from his dress.

Her skin felt moist and her inner thighs were soft. He ran his palm over her mysterious delta.

“Ah… wait…” Tamami pressed her hands against Yesan’s chest.

He gave a puzzled look.

“We’re here to observe this hotel, and I don’t like this all of a sudden.”

“You don’t seem to understand the nature of surveying. It’s to have a man and a woman enter a hotel and use their bathroom and their bed, and to judge how strong and luxurious the atmosphere is in that room while the man and the woman are making out, and to judge all these things is the job of an infiltrator.”

Ye Shan said while his hand was still on her triangle, where there was Ye Shan’s favorite bulging area.

After another soft kiss, she said, “Okay! I’ll use the bathroom.”

“Hurrah! Come on, survey, survey!”

“I’m not going to jump to conclusions right away!”

With a pleasant smile, Tamaime walked towards the bathroom and quickly stripped off her clothes.

(Ouch! Oh no! There’s glass everywhere, so there’s no place to cover your body.) It’s true that the bathroom is separated by transparent glass, and even the bathtub is transparent, so there’s no place to shield your body at all.

Maybe that’s what hotels are for! From the outside it looks like a high-class, state-of-the-art hotel, but inside it’s a space for burning your lover’s desires. Especially in the case of hotels, the design of the bathroom plays a big role and is the main point of evaluation.

(It’s okay! This ryokan is in the Akasaka neighborhood, so it can still be operated if it’s offered for sale.) While undoing his tie, Hayama looked around the interior equipment and items with the eyes of a professional.

Also Tamaime had stripped down to nothing before the mirror.

Her naked body was still clearly visible through the glass, and the lines of her back were quite beautiful.

“Are you coming later?”

“Eh, I’ll be there.”

“I’ll wash first then!” She grabbed a towel and entered the bathroom.

(But…)

While taking off his shirt, Yesan thought about women other than Tama-chan.

Why would Juruko Kadokura, the owner of Izu Gen, want to sell the ryokan?

Yayama had seen Juriko twice at parties. The first time she wore a kimono and felt elegant and dignified, very much the style of a young president’s wife. At the second party, she wore a white dress, and because of her tall figure, it suited her very well, and she already had the majesty of a female president in the industry.

Thirty-two or three is still young. She also possessed nobility and strong femininity. Where on earth did that undead Juriko’s daintiness come from? Yayama’s chest was inexplicably pounding.

Ye Shan finished undressing and entered the bathroom with a bath towel.

Tama-mi was in the shower, perhaps from her trip to the beach this summer to get a tan, her wheat-colored, healthy skin bathed under the hot water.

Tama-mi was slender and well-proportioned, with a wheat-colored complexion that was more appropriate than white. Standing behind her, Yesan suddenly hugged her tightly and touched her lower body. The hairs wet with hot water touched her fingers like seaweed and drifted towards the mysterious hole. As soon as the finger passed through the hair, the warm gap was already filled with nectar, so the finger immediately met the opening.

“Ah, stop it.” Because Tama-chan was halfway through washing herself, she was embraced by Hayama and had her finger inserted into her secret place, so her waist lost its strength and her whole body gasped weakly. The finger was completely buried in her secret place, and as if to stir up the nectar, the finger kept wriggling inside.

“Wow, Pearl Harbor attack!”

The nucleus of her pussy was gradually responding. After ceaselessly teasing there, Tama-mi was already getting horny.

“AH… AH…” she let out a moan.

“Please, I can’t stand up, let me sit down.”

The rosette head, which had fallen at Tama-chan’s feet, scattered and splashed water like a snake. Yesan loosened his tightly clasped arms.

Tama-mi crouched down on the floor like she was suddenly powerless, picked up the fallen rosette, and started the shower on one knee.

“I’ll wash it for you.” Yesan moved closer to Tama-chan.

Ye Shan rubbed the soap up into bubbles and applied it to Domami’s smooth back. Though she was tall and thin, she was not bony; her  slender back was soft and shiny. The hands that were coated with the soap bubbles wrapped around her back and hips all the way to her lower abdomen.

“I’m sorry, it’s embarrassing to make a man take a shower.”

But she didn’t sound embarrassed at all. Tama-mi looked enamored.

Taking a bath with each other in the bathroom is meant to be done with each other naked, and it has a great effect as foreplay. Especially for a young woman like Tamami, whose entire body is covered in erogenous zones, the touch of her skin alone after full-body contact with a naked man can be a turn-on.

On top of that, there were visual effects. Yeh-Shan’s that talk is so majestic that it’s impossible to ignore it.

“Wow, I’m going to faint.”

She touched and traced it with her fingers, her insides gripping it from the drumming.

“Section Chief Yayama looks cool, but I didn’t expect to be so gentle and horny! And raising something so savage. I really can’t figure out which one is the real you.”

“Every one of them! The so-called ideal male possesses three looks. To be active, cool and ambitious in his work; to be very gentle with women; and to be masculine at all times”

Ye Shan suddenly picks up Tama-chan and face to face. Yayama’s dick was pressed against Tama-chan’s there.

“Let’s do this!”

“Don’t… the soap will run in!”

Yezan started to look for the entrance, but couldn’t find his way due to Tama-mi twisting her waist.

With the soap bubbles covering Tamami’s inter-femoral area, perhaps it would be better not to force penetration.

Tahomei’s breath caught as Yesan rubbed his hand while the iron was hot. The soap bubbles swelled more and more, extending from his abdomen to his hair. Once the lush black grass was surrounded by the bubbles, it was like a white forest surrounded by thick fog. The black pubic hairs were hidden, forming a strange splattered ink painting.

He pressed his palm against it, grasping the bliss that filled him. The palm of his hand pressed against the entire triangle, moving up and down as if it were encircling it. He could feel the nectar seeping out of the slit, and all of it gushing out into the center.

“ah, ah, ah…”

With the delta being pressed quickly, and with the muddy area being teased as well, Tama-mi let out a passionate moan.

The pressure was unexpectedly effective, and Ye Shan had more control over the strength of the force, sliding up and down.

“Hurry up and rinse the foam off and get in bed!”

“Fair enough, wash it off!” Ye Shan gripped the rosette head.

The hot water washes over the lathered belly and hair, and the foam is quickly washed away to reveal dazzlingly smooth skin.

However, the water spraying from the rosette head had not stopped, but stayed localized.

“Ah!” She let out a shrill cry.

The spray of hot water was aimed right at her exposed nub.

“Ah… ah… there, no!” Tama-chan tilted her upper body up and made an urgent sound.

Yeoshan seemed to enjoy the beautiful sight in front of her, focusing the hot water on her vital areas.

“Ah… you’re bad… you’re bad…”

In the midst of the continuous spray of water, Tama-chan frowned again, showing an expression of having reached orgasm.

“Well,” Tama-chan suddenly made a strange noise and fell back towards Mt. Ye.

As if gently crossing the top of a mountain.

“Take a break then! I’m going to take a bath.”

Ye Shan dipped into the bathtub and washed his body a little before he stood up first and returned to the bedroom.

The bed in the bedroom has a very Louisiana Dynasty flavor.

The name of this hotel, “Forest of Brouillon”, indicates that it is a Parisian hotel with a French style, so it is full of splendor.

(This gorgeousness isn’t bad! Middle-aged people may hesitate, but young women seem to accept it. In business nowadays, as long as it’s all to the liking of young girls, everything will work out.) Leafy Mountain wrapped the bath towel around his waist and lay down, once again observing the interior with the eyes of a professional.

Ye Shan is thirty-three years old and a free single nobleman. Though he himself considered himself still young, in the eyes of the world, he might have been included in the category of middle-aged man. However, it is not too much to not categorize Ye Shan as a middle-aged man; he is fit and has saved up his stamina due to sports, and he continues to have a fling at night.

“Long time no see.” Soon Tamami came out of the bathroom.

She wrapped the towel around her chest. Ye Shan moved his body to make it easier for her to get on the bed: ”Come on, come up!

”

He pressed down on Tama-mi, who had slipped into the sheet, and began to prepare for action. While kissing, he undid the knot of the towel. Gently peeling the towel to the sides, Tama-mi’s dazzling white female body appeared before her eyes.

The bedside lamp was adjusted. The light reflected the well-defined shadows of the bulging breasts, the curve of the waist, the protrusion of the triangle and the lush forest.

“You’re beautiful any way you look.”

Women just need to be praised. Yesan praised while moving his hands from his breasts to his lower abdomen.

The sensation of skin touching the palm of the hand is subtle, like eating with the palm of the hand. Moving from the lower abdomen to the cleft in which the spring had long been flowing. Ever since the contact in the shower, Tamami’s nectar had continued to overflow.

It wasn’t just moisturized, her pistil was engorged and firm.

After soothing that bud with his fingers, he clamped the protuberance at the top of the crack between two fingers. As he clamped it, he pressed and stroked it.

“Ah… there, it’s so comfortable…”

Tamaime clearly shows himself.

“If it does that again there, I’ll have another orgasm.”

Tama Mae is the woman who often uses the word orgasm.

It wasn’t so often for Tama-mi to be skin to skin with Yayama, and she wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to get her hands full.

(… a woman can have several orgasms, what an advantage!) Yesan thought seriously.

He let his fingers have their way with her and sucked on her breasts.

The apex of the conical breast was a bright strawberry red color, and he took that nipple into his mouth. The nipple was small but elastic, and the areola was a light pink color. The breasts were hoarded with white particles, and once aroused, a musky odor radiated from there.

Hayama realized one thing: if he sucked on her breasts tightly, the fingers inserted into her vagina would feel gripped while Tama-chan tilted her head. He licked, sucked and sucked again.

“ah… ah… ah…”

He noticed that the sphincter of his vagina did tighten, tugging up and down.

With this profound experience, Ye Shan felt as indulgent and intense as a young man.

“You’re pretty sensitive here!”

“Yeah, especially lately. Ah, there…”

Tamami’s breasts are directly exposed sex organs. He teased the woman there with his fingers while sucking on the nipples and kneading the breasts, and Tama-mi showed complete pleasure, not holding back at all.

Gazing at the boldly writhing female body teased by his own hands, Yesan began to think about caressing the woman’s very core.

Yesan moved his lips from the breasts to the white abdomen. Compared to other sun-tanned parts, the inside of Tama-chan’s buttocks were exceptionally white and delicate. Although her body was long and thin, her thighs were well-proportioned and elastic.

Her triangle bulged. The trimmed pubic hair on the sides was lush and tantalizingly concentrated toward the center.

The lower lip, which was like a red waterfall, glowed with an orange-red luster. It always shivered and opened thirstily whenever Leafy Mountain’s tongue visited.

Ye Shan dipped his tongue into the tiny river. The nectar was thick and melted in his mouth. He wrenched that petal apart and let his tongue slip inside. Tama-chan’s waist twisted.

He tongued the nectar like a spoonful of ripe pulp, over the pearls above.

“Ahhhh.”

After a few licks, the pearls began to shine and Tama-chan’s waist shook.

“Aaah… it’s so good, Mr. Chairman, you’re so good!”

“Don’t keep calling me “Chief”!”

“Ah… Yesan, you’re wonderful!”

Encouraged, Ye Shan thought to himself, “Let’s make it bad again. As he looked at the shaking crack in front of him, he wanted to bury his fingers in it even more.

He slipped his middle finger into her secret lips first. The finger, engulfed, hit the narrows at the depths, causing Tama-mi to lean back violently.

He used other fingers to break the petals apart again. The small window in the center opened. It was a bright red boat-shaped window.

Ye Shan proceeded to dive into that boat slightly with his middle finger. Through the narrowness of the cave, I didn’t expect there to be a wide area. However, after the side walls and upper walls of the Particle Duo began to squirm, the finger immediately wanted to move to the deeper depths.

As his fingers slowly  moved, Tama-mi expressed a desire for Yesan’s body.

Ye Shan decided to give her a response.

“Tama-mi, I’m going in.”

“Whoo!” Tama-chan turned her jaw to the side, grabbed the sheets with both hands, and tilted her body up.

“Leafy Mountain is so ungentlemanly!” Tama-chan whined.

“Tamami is also tight!”

“Tight is good!” Tamaime wrapped her arms around his back and hugged him tight.

In the midst of the slow pumping, Tama-chan showed a mesmerized look.

Tama-mi was still young, but like she was experienced, and it was through this that Ye Shan saw through her before he started engaging her. After he charged straight forward a few times in a row, he changed all kinds of different angles to turn tricks.

While doing so, Yesan picked up the upper half of Tama-chan’s body in one fell swoop and brought his lips close to her side.

“Tama-mi, you’re wonderful, it feels as if there are so many little snakes circling around inside you that won’t go away.”

“That’s right, I have a lot of little snakes inside me that are breaking my heart. They’re always curling up in a ball and demanding a man from me.”

(80% of it is true!) Ye Shan thought.

Before Tama-chan entered Ye-san’s company, she had an office romance with her boss at Marunouchi’s company, which ended in a breakup, and perhaps those little snakes were the fruit of that incident. Hayama moved as if he wanted to destroy those little snakes.

After getting better, Ye Shan kissed her nipples.

He took the nipple deep, rolling his tongue over it, either containing or sucking it. Sometimes nibbling on it lightly as well.

“Ahhhhhh.”

Yesan felt a gush of nectar from deep within. And the inner walls of her vagina engulfed his again.

(Ah… can’t take it anymore.) In order to turn the defending side into the attacking side, he forcefully lifted one of Tamami’s hands up, exposing her white armpits to the air.

“Ah… no, I’ll itch… no…!”

Every man there is ticklish. However, that tickle turns into a painful blow that almost passes out when it crosses the top of the head and links up with the core sensation that houses the male.

As Yesan gazed at the frenzied Tamami, she suddenly quieted down, stopped her tickling pranks, and kissed him.

Tama-chan finally cooperated with him as if at ease. While bonding and kissing, her tongue flexed.

Yezan stilled, entering more into the depths of Tama-mi, feeling the sensation of continuing to be swallowed.

The petals that encircled Yayama were warm, and one could feel the breath of the garden that was speaking of the fact that she was female.

While continuing to kiss, Tama-mi’s interior was actually changing a lot. Yesan left his lips and his face and looked at Tamami. Her lips were moist and glossy, her eyes closed and frowning. She was now floating in a sea of sensual lust.

Tama-chan seemed to sense Ye-san’s sight. She opened her eyes and their sights met. Ye Shan looked deep into her eyes.

“Tamami, you’re wonderful. I love you.” He said in still motion. It was an old line for men.

“Don’t look at me like that!” She said shyly, laughing out loud.

Tama-chan mixed sweetness, pleasure and shyness. Then her feet wrapped around Yesan’s waistline like a white snake.

She seemed to be expecting a tight rhythm. Ye Shan then pumped strongly again.

He kept charging straight ahead, and Tama-mi let out an altered yelp from time to time.

“AH… I’m going to come, sorry” she apologized as if to beg for forgiveness.

Ye Shan was also about to climax. In order to express his state, Ye Shan accelerated his speed. From Tama-chan’s mouth came a slurred cry. It was the sound that had been endured for a long time. The core that encompassed Yesan continued to tighten and make noises, and Tama-chan began to cry. Thunder had rumbled deep inside her.

Tama-chan reached her climax. In that instant, Yesan also liberated himself, fiercely injecting his long-lost sweet rain. Tamami turned her face to the side and did not move as if she were dead.

Yesan left the bed after a moment, picked up the towel that had fallen under the bed, and leisurely went to the shower.

Twenty minutes later after Yesan had finished his shower, Tama-mi finally got up and looked at him with sleepy eyes.

“Ah, you’re all washed up?”

“Eh, checked every corner of the room by the way.”

“Wow, that’s dedicated, so what do you think of this place?”

“Not bad. Both your body and this place are great!”

“So you’re going to take the case Ro?”

“Eh, that’s for sure. This place will definitely sell right away.”

“You seem to be interested in the undead of Izuku-origin, and punchy as hell. It’s written all over your face, isn’t it?”

“Idiot, don’t think so much, okay!”

Ye Shan pulled open the window  and saw the Akasaka neighborhood in front of him. Ye Shan looked at the still colorful neon colors, sinking into the sultry air of the summer night, he suddenly remembered Juruko Kadokura, who lived somewhere on this street and would be visiting tomorrow.

Mrs. Akasaka Sorrow (02)

Scanning Proofreading: CSH

MRX.

It’s so nice to see you again at Won Won, it’s been a long time.

I ordered this set of Toonami Theater from an online bookstore. The bookstore offers free shipping, but the delivery is slow and the order is often canceled due to lack of books. So far, I only have three books on hand: “Lady Akasaka’s Sorrow”, “Lady Yamanote’s Backstroke”, and “Lady Naruto’s Power (continued)”.

There are several other books on order, but I don’t know how many I’ll get.

SOFA.

I have the same problem, it’s hard to connect to Yuan Yuan during that time of the day, I heard it’s because of the Request count.

Chapter 2: Women in Strategic Management

1 The next day, Monkura Juriko showed up. She was, as expected, a stunning beauty.

The slender figure was radiantly wrapped in a white summer dress. Her bones were slender, but there was plenty of weight in her waist and breasts, and there was a touch of sadness, or mourning, mixed with the likeness of that five-featured face.

Perhaps the reason why Yezan wouldn’t be so surprised by her appearance was because of the memory of seeing her from a distance twice before.

Even so, Juruko Kadokura, the female president of Izu Gen, was, to Hayama, the most unusual of the women he had met. Among the men and women who had experienced the fierce business world of the hotel wars, there were many tenacious planners among the elite generally known as hoteliers. On the other hand, most of the hotel and restaurant operators in the alley were obese women, or else sultry and overly windswept like the mamasan in the Ginza bar.

However, Juriko Kadokura did not look like that at all, but rather gave the impression of a normal wife. However, since she is a survivor, it is a bit strange to say “wife”, but in any case, she gives off the image of a decent lady in general.

The phone at the counter rang, and shortly after the office door was opened, “Hello, this is Kadokura from Izu Gen.”

When Zhu Luzi showed her face, Ye Shan instantly had a better impression of her.

“I’m Ye Shan, sorry for the messy office, come in!”

Ye Shan led Zhu Lu Zi to the parlor. Zhu Luzi sat down on the sofa. He, in turn, sat across from her.

“I heard you say on the phone that Izumoto is going to sell the hotel in Nanozaka, isn’t that right?”

“Well, there’s a reason for that. I want to get rid of it if someone has the inclination to buy it.”

“That’s a shame! Your inn is so popular and does well, I think it will still be profitable to stay open.”

“The words are true, but something complicated happened.” The matter that Zhu Luzi was referring to was well understood by Ye Shan.

Chuuko’s husband, Chuutaro, who died in February of this year, was lured by a businessman friend into borrowing tens of billions of yen from a bank in order to participate in the development of a golf course in Gunma Prefecture in preparation for its construction, but that golf course failed due to the disintegration of the bubble economy, which morphed into the form of a fraud, and he lost a great deal of money due to the plummet of his stocks, and in the midst of such disputes, he, in his thirties, was “sudden death,” so the huge loan fell on the shoulders of Juruozi.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Zhu Ruiko’s expression revealed a touch of loneliness and sadness that made people want to help her.

“What about deadlines?”

“Grace! The other party doesn’t know when they’ll come, so there’s no deadline, but hopefully it’ll be resolved as soon as possible.

”

“Okay, I’ll contact some of the more likely customers as soon as I can.”

“Please!” Juriko bowed.

“No, we’re in business too, and we’ll add a 3% processing fee, so please pay up front.”

Compared to general real estate business, the hotel business is very profitable as each case will generate a huge amount of revenue. In short, if a hotel is sold for 5 billion yen between two companies, including the cost of the land, there will be 15 million yen in brokerage fees alone in Yayama’s wallet.

That said, Juriko was tall and flirtatious, with long feet. Her long feet leaned in at an angle, but the couch’s chair was low. Her skirt, on the other hand, was short. Nonetheless, from time to time, Juruko’s tantalizing knees and thighs were revealed from the hem of her miniskirt. Sometimes from Yayama’s position, he could clearly see the depths of Juru-chan’s thighs, making Yayama not know where to put his eyes.

(Although she’s a widow, she seems to be very flirtatious.) I heard she had a secret affair with her brother-in-law, Kentaro…)

It wasn’t until today that Makazono Tamami got the news and whispered it to Yayama.

The relationship with the younger uncle, despite the incestuous relationship, was the most intense and indulgent. The thought of this beautiful undead woman, dressed in mourning clothes in front of her late husband’s last picture and entwined with her younger uncle, Ye Shan’s heart was in waves. It wasn’t mere jealousy alone, nor was there the dirty feeling of male-female fornication. Rather, it was the thought of her as a woman that made Ye Shan’s heart beat uncontrollably.

Honestly, he wanted to snatch Juru-chan away from her little uncle, even to the point of holding her tightly against his will.

(But what a curiosity! What color is she there, I wonder? What’s the body like I wonder?) While Yesan was indulging in his fantasies, Juru-chan’s voice rang in his ears.

“By the way, Mr. Yayama, the work you do is quite rare, I didn’t even know this kind of industry existed in Japan before.”

“We’re probably the first, and there will be more and more.”

“Is there money to be made?”

“En, there are quite a few customers. Because it’s a new industry, the competition is fierce, and a lot of operators have switched to this business because their original business failed, in addition to a lot of other industries that are slowly joining.”

It is true that a number of large hotels have recently appeared in Shinjuku’s skyscraper street or in the Akasaka neighborhood, and that the third or fourth ryokan wave has continued since the development of the Bay City. The so-called fad is actually a hotel war.

There have been two notable trends in the hotel industry in Japan since the war. The first was the upsurge in hotel construction in response to the 1964 Tokyo Olympics. Japan, which had just entered a period of high economic growth, was poised to take a big step forward with the hosting of the Tokyo Olympics. The center of the city was a tourist destination for foreigners, and large hotels were built one after another. In a sense, Tokyo was finally reborn from its post-war state and became an international city.

The second hotel boom began with the 1970 Osaka World’s Fair. In contrast to the Tokyo Olympics, which brought about the birth of large hotels, this time the Kansai Ryokan trend and the chaining of large hotels or commercial hotels in Tokyo began to spread throughout the country in places such as Osaka and Kobe. After the two epoch-making hotel trends, another trend has emerged. The characteristics of this trend, which has been occurring since the mid-1980s, are quite different from those of the last two, because there were no major national events such as the Tokyo Olympics or the World’s Fair.

Ginza, Akasaka, Shinjuku and Roppongi are the center of Tokyo. Running on the Metropolitan Expressway Line 4 towards Akasaka, many skyscrapers can be seen everywhere. Needless to say, they were all hotels, such as the Prince Hotel in Akasaka, the New Otani Hotel, the Tokyu Hotel in Akasaka, and a large city hotel, the All Nippon Airways Hotel Tokyo, with 96 floors and 907 rooms, on the Roppongi Plateau… The Akasaka neighborhood was indeed a mega-hotel district.

The same example can be applied to the skyscraper street in Shinjuku, the Victoria Hotel near Disneyland, and the Yokohama neighborhood. In addition, the hotel industry is still going on in Osaka, Kobe, Fukuoka, and other parts of the country, and is even regarded as a symbol of the large-scale and lively Japanese economy. As a result of this background, Tokyo has become the world’s financial center and the artery of the world’s economy due to the fact that, in addition to the large number of foreign businesspeople and tourists visiting the city, there is also a large proportion of national love for fine goods influenced by the tendency of young people to use hotels, the trend toward extravagance for well-off families, the increase in the expenses of leisure vacations, and so on.

However, not every hotel is necessarily profitable. In the overheated hotel industry of the last few years, not only the hotel funds of the past, but also the huge power of airlines, railroads, life insurance, damage insurance companies, real estate industry, etc., brought by the entry of other industries, under the glamorous appearance, a harsh battle for the survival of the fittest has actually been waged.

In terms of management, the hotel industry is an industry that was born out of a large amount of capital. Especially in Japan, where land is expensive nowadays, it takes a huge amount of money to buy new land, regardless of whether you build on your own land, and of course, you have to borrow money from financial institutions. Therefore, because of the high interest rate, even if you earn a fixed interest, the income is very low, and most of them operate at a loss, and many small and medium-sized hotels have been closed down because they have been divided up by high-class large-scale hotels. Many small and medium-sized hotels have closed down one after another because their clientele has been divided up by high-class large hotels. There are also many hotels that appear to be operating normally without any difference, but in fact, the operators are doing business at a loss one after another.

Large hotel companies that are doing well are looking for declining hotels that they can take under their wing in order to expand their chain nationwide. Even if it is not a large-scale acquisition, there are still many commercial hotels, guesthouses, and B&Bs that need to be sold or acquired, so hotel brokerage companies, which means hotel business, such as Hayama’s company, will flourish in the future.

Ye Shan explained so and so to Zhu Luzi’s question.

“And is it okay that our hotel is old?”

“What do you mean, it will sell. I also looked at the interior furnishings last night, it’s worth a lot of money, and the geography is good, so a hotel like this one has a chance of winning. However, due to the high value, it is impossible to buy it without a strong financial foundation.”

“Is there such a thing as a buyer?”

“I’ll look for it. Like I said, it’s not just the hotel business now, but part of the steel, chemical, and textile industries that are starting to trade are coming into their own in resort development and hotel operations!”

“Oh! Even that kind of business…”

Ye Shan looked at Zhu Lu Zi’s surprised eyes while thinking : “I must quickly find a good buyer and catch her!”

And Yayama remembered that this undead president of Izumi Gen was not just at the Nogi Osaka Hotel, but she was also staying at the defunct cooking restaurant. He quietly wants to make this business. Yayama continues to deal with Juruko.

“By the way, what’s going to happen to the restaurant ‘Tamaki’?”

“That side I’m trying to deal with. We’re all staying at the Honk now, so that side is no longer open.

”

“Oh! Shall we let me handle it all together then?”

“Well, if you can help me find a buyer, that would be a big help.”

“Okay, then please sign this power of attorney.”

Hayama exchanged a simple contract for the purchase and sale of inns and restaurants in Nogi Osaka, Izu-origin, with the other party.

“So… what do you guys plan to do from now on?”

“Leave Tokyo.”

“Oh! Like this!” What an unexpected answer.

“After dealing with the assets in Tokyo and the huge loan my husband took out from the bank, I plan to return to Izu.”

“Oh! Izu!”

I heard that the original “Izu Gen” company was established from the old hotel “Amagi Suimeikan” in Izu-Shuzenji Hot Springs. Shuzenji Onsen’s old hotel, “Amagi Suimeikan.”

In recent years, Juruko’s husband has expanded his business to include general tourism. In recent years, Juriko’s husband has expanded his business to include the operation of the hotel “Bronu’s Forest” located in Akasaka and Nogizaka, Tokyo, and the acquisition of the restaurant “Tamaki”. However, after her husband’s death on the golf course, he probably had no choice but to return to Izu. Nevertheless, Hayama felt a slight sadness for Juriko’s life. If she had retired to the neighborhood of Izu Amagi at such a young age, had she not blocked the opportunity to remarry and become independent?

Thinking that way, Ye Shan wanted to help her even more to retain Juriko in Tokyo.

At that moment, the door was opened, and Tamami showed her face: “Chief, a call from a clothing company in Tokyo.”

“Oh! Help me turn around a bit.” After saying that Ye Shan stood up.

“I’ll take my leave then.” Zhu Luzi stood up from the sofa.

“Ah, are you going back?”

“Eh, I’ve got something too.”

“So? Then I’ll contact you if I find a buyer recently.”

“Everything please!”

After Zhu Luzi left, Ye Shan picked up the microphone in the parlor.

The call was from Akiyama Ryoko, the head of the Planning and Development Division of Tokyo Garment Industry. They also represent Japanese apparel companies, and since they wanted to be involved in the hotel operation as part of the strategic management department, they approached Yayama at the end of last month to discuss the matter.

“How did that last one go?”

“I’ll hurry up and get the items ready first, so I’ll come and introduce you tonight!”

“I have a meeting tonight, I can’t, can I do it tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow night? No problem.”

2 “Oops, long wait!”

At six o’clock in the evening on the day after the meeting with Juruko, Hayama and Akiyama Ryoko, the head of the planning and development section of a large-scale apparel industry, met at a coffee shop in Dogenzaka, Shibuya-ku.

Ryoko Akiyama is a popular female section chief and a talented woman at the cutting edge of the apparel industry.

The reason why Hayama agreed to meet Ryoko over the phone was not just for a date. Ryouko is currently in charge of acquiring and opening three hotels in Tokyo’s clothing industry, and today she is going to “search” and “pre-check” them.

“Let’s go then!”

“Are the objects in this neighborhood?”

“Yes, it’s just a short walk into that alley and a slight climb up the hill, in the town of Round Hill.”

“How am I going to look when I step through the door of the hotel?”

“Just as usual. Instead of acting like you’re in charge of an acquiring business, it would be better to pretend you’re my lover.”

“Shall we hold hands…?”

“Right right. I won’t tell the other side that it’s the head of the planning and development division of the big corporation that’s going to be acquired that’s coming to inspect the objects tonight.”

“Oh! It’s easier for me that way too!”

The two left the coffee shop and entered the alley.

The tarmac in the alley was wet from the rain as it had rained a bit in the afternoon. The neon lights of the hotel, on the other hand, reflected on that tarmac.

After climbing the hill slightly, when they came to a corner of Maruyama-cho, “Here it is, Section Chief.” After saying that, she deliberately took Akiyama Ryoko’s hand and entered the hotel.

“Ah, is this the place?”

Although Akiyama Ryouko already had an idea in her heart, she still showed a hesitant look. As an excellent female section chief, she was still a single woman of twenty-seven years of age.

“It’s my first time in a place like this.” She gazed around the room with a look of unease and curiosity.

“Beauty Section Chief, this is the time to take a good look at the future battlefield first oh!”

Yayama said coolly, and after grabbing the key at the counter, he urged Ryoko to get on the elevator.

The elevator stopped on the fourth floor. As they passed through the aisles, they could hear the gasps of men and women or the cries of women’s pleasure coming from several rooms. Ryoko’s entire face turned red.

“That’s a nasty sound, so like a jungle animal oh!”

“Fashion hotels are just great human zoos, that’s what makes them fun!”

(What’s the matter, isn’t this female class monitor making even more exaggerated noises now?) They enter the room and close the door.

“To celebrate the start of the job, kiss me.” Ryoko raised her head and closed her eyes.

After Ye Shan kissed her lightly, he asked, “Is this really your first time on a hotel?”

“Really! That’s why I’m nervous!”

“For a young section chief like you, it’s actually quite a feat to create a new field in the hotel industry and make even the Tokyo clothing industry go haywire!”

“It’s only good the first time wow! It can bring out the sensuality and feeling that women confess.”

“And how do you feel about this place?”

“Wow! This is what a hotel looks like! It’s like a fairy tale room!”

She looked again at the encircling mirrors, the luxurious chandelier, the revolving circular bed, etc., which seemed to indicate more than anything else that it was not child’s play.

“It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve slept with a man, would it?” He asked in a whisper as he kissed her.

Ryoko was silent. Yesan carried Ryoko to the bed and told her to lie down.

He kissed her again once more, slipping his hand up her skirt, and Ryoko immediately pressed down on his hand to stop him.

“Does everyone do this kind of thing immediately upon entering the hotel?”

“Not necessarily. Some people will take a shower, drink a beer, or start a hot fight right away. But I’d make you feel like you’re going to a hotel with a lover so you can really evaluate the object.”

While making up excuses, Ye Shan’s hand under his skirt had reached between his thighs, and he slipped his fingers through the gap in his shorts.

“Ah…”

Hayama jerked away from Ryoko’s hand that was pressed against her, and mucus appeared in her secret place, wetting it.

“How can you be such a monkey?”

“It’s because you’re just a great headmistress! Ever since we met at the coffee shop in Dogenzaka, I’ve wanted to touch the head of the class here.”

Hayama’s behavior was like that of an erotic man. In that case, a woman like Ryoko would easily open up her body and mind.

This actually works. If she felt enjoyment here tonight, then she would have a good impression of the hotel as well, and would buy it at a high price, right? There are two opposite roles in Ye-san’s job. That is acquisition and realization.

If you are not starting your own business, but simply an intermediary business, you need these two elements even more.

After Ye-san had been using his fingers for a while, Ryoko said, “Please let me take a shower, I… want to clean my body first…”

Even at a time like this, this outstanding class president from Tsuda, who was twenty-seven years old, did not forget the proper upbringing of a woman. Being pressed down on the bed and having her fingers penetrating her secret place, Ryoko was already blushing and gasping, but she still couldn’t be penetrated in this way.

“Okay!”

Yesan pulled his hand away from the bottom of her skirt and then placed it on the tip of his nose.

He sniffed like a dog. “Ah, the class president smells so good!”

Like she understood him, Ryoko flicked her finger on his forehead.

“Low…” she said angrily, heading for the bathroom.

The only thing separating the bathroom from the bedroom was a glass. As soon as she stepped into the bathroom, Ryoko graciously began to undress.

Before she became the head of the Planning and Development Division, she had been doing clothing shows in the New Merchandise Division, so she should have acted graciously by taking off her clothes in front of others!

Being in the clothing business starts with getting women to take off their clothes.

Without getting the undressed body into new clothes, business would not be done.

When Ryoko finally bent over to remove the faded panties from her toes, since her hips were facing Yayama, Yayama could clearly see the small red window in her stock.

(Oh, how exciting!)

Ye Shan immediately reacted, eager to get between her strands right away.

“I’ll wash along.”

Ye Shan shouted at her and went into the bathroom, taking off all the clothes on his body.

Ryoko had filled up all the bath water and had just gotten into the tub. The lines of her back were beautiful.

Ye Shan entered the bathroom with a towel. Since he didn’t particularly cover the front.

“Wow, what a time to pick!”

Seeing Yayama’s thingy stand up quickly, Ryoko turned her head away as if she was shy.

“You don’t have to turn your head!”

“Who taught you to be so rude, letting me see that…”

“That’s what men do when they see a woman as wonderful as you!”

Ye Shan splashed hot water on his body, feeling Ryouko’s gaze drifting from time to time, Ye Shan cheered up and deliberately washed his dick.

“It’s the first time I’ve ever seen a man wash there by dipping it in the bubbles.”

Hearing Ryoko say that made Yesan want to rub it harder. His dick broke up the foam and jumped up majestically.

A dazzling light appeared in the unblinking eyes of the female class president, permeated with eroticism.

“It reminds me of the men’s shows I watched in Los Angeles.”

“That must be a black man!”

“But Mr. Ye Shan’s is even better!”

Casually lathering up, he got into the tub, whereupon Ryoko moved out for some space.

Yesan sat down facing her and reached out to take hold of her breasts.

They were bouncy breasts with small, pointed nipples and pink nipples and areolas.

(In the hotel where they agreed to go to appraise the reservation to buy, I wonder if Ryoko thought it would turn out like this at first?)

Ye Shan suddenly thought of this matter.

(Perhaps this clever female class president has been quietly looking forward to this for a long time now.) Ye Shan casually jumped to conclusions.

He moved his hand down and touched the lushness. The soft grass wrapped around his fingers like seaweed.

Fingers fished the underside of the lush area. Ryoko was wet in the hot water.

“Ah… again.” Ryoko glared at him with wet eyes.

Yezan’s fingers were about to enter the wet there when Ryoko stood up smoothly. The hot water splashed on Yesan’s head.

“I’ll wash first!” She wiggled her hips and stepped out of the tub and began to wash outside.

Ryoko had a great body, with skin that was both smooth and delicate. Underneath  the slender white pattered abdomen, the pitch black fur shone with a glossy sheen. The sides that hadn’t been waxed or trimmed actually looked pretty good.

Even though Ryoko’s back was turned to him at the scrub, Yesan could sometimes see her whole body.

“By the way, why would Tokyo Clothing want to start running a hotel?”

“In terms of the long-term plan, it’s a future strategy; the short-term plan represents an intelligence station.”

Akiyama Ryoko made a clear explanation.

“Oh! An intelligence station!”

“Yes, companies often want to know about sales when they develop new products. Usually they do market research, but if they want more original information, they simply open a store independently so they can get a handle on sales. It’s called an information station.”

“That I know, but why did the hotel turn into an intelligence station for clothing companies?”

“Because hotels are love battlegrounds! Women take it all off here – dresses, petticoats, panties, stockings. Wouldn’t that be a good market for the clothing industry?”

Leafy Mountain whispered in agreement.

What kind of lingerie do women in love wear when they go to a hotel with a man? What kind of stockings and petticoats do they wear? In a secret room like a hotel, the female psychology of going to a hotel with a man can be studied nakedly.

“So, the city inspector was hiding in the hotel and peeking in, too?”

“It will be at the intelligence station, I think! Maybe a system that utilizes magic mirrors, monitors, and other observations.”

(Deeply empathetic! The unsuspecting couple will get a good look!)

Ye Shan thought. It’s not really much of a fuss. All the relevant information about individuals was now entered into the computers of banks, department stores, tax offices, and so on.

Tokyo Garment has a capital of about 30 billion yen and an annual turnover of about 330 billion yen, making it one of the leading fiber companies in Japan.

The English word for clothing is literally “clothes”, and not only women’s high-class clothing, but also men’s suits, underwear, foundation, etc., as long as it is “something to wear on the body”, it is produced and sold.

That’s why it’s such an interesting idea to run a place where people can take off their clothes. Perhaps part of the reason why Tokyo Clothing wants to run several hotels in the Shibuya and Dogenzhan neighborhoods is to keep a finger on the pulse of young people.

3 “I’ll go out first.” Ye Shan entered the bedroom after taking a shower.

He took the beer out of the refrigerator. As soon as he climbed onto the large circular rotating bed, he crossed his legs and lifted the lid of the beer.

He felt comfortable with just the towel over his waist, and just as he was drinking his beer freely, Ryoko finished her bath.

“Ah, what a big bed!”

“Lay down however you want, just don’t fall off.”

“I’m a good sleeper!”

“Sleep any better and someone will be messed up by then!”

“It’s not like I’ve tried it yet!”

Ryoko got into bed, naked and back to back with Yesan. The two in the dim light, now illuminated by the mirrors around them, looked like two deep-sea fish.

“Ah, looking in the mirror…!”

Ignoring the surprised Ryoko, Hayama said, “You said that there was another reason for Tokyo Clothing to run a hotel. I remember it was something about a future strategy.”

“Yeah, I once made a speech during a company meeting, saying that the twenty-first century is the era of focusing on the sensory industry, and it was greatly recognized by my superiors!”

“That’s right!”

“Please don’t think that sensuality refers only to sex!”

“I know. Tasting with the tongue, listening with the ears, feeling with the five senses, trying to be comfortable in any way you can, these are all senses. Sports, music, food, cars, fishing, golf, vacations, dressing up… I think these are all sensory industries.”

“That’s right, you know very well! Once a society matures and the economy is no longer a problem, people are most concerned about how to live comfortably. Is there anything more comfortable? Something more interesting? I think only this kind of comfortable and satisfying industry will be the growth industry of the twenty-first century.”

“Where sex is comforting is the king of the sensual industry, right!”

“I also think that adult videos should be more civilized. That’s why our company is planning to operate a new form of hotel in order to take control of the future.”

Ryouko Akiyama, who has invested in this cutting-edge field, in short, first acquired an existing hotel, learning the ins and outs of management while preparing to open up a future growth sector.

“Hey, I want a drink too.” Ryoko closed her eyes and tilted her head.

Ye Shan moved the beer to her. It was the equivalent of an indirect kiss, and the fully nude two just lingered on the bed.

Yesan kissed her while rubbing her breasts densely.

“Ah!” Ryoko made a sticky sound.

Her nipples were firming up in his palm. While Ye Shan sucked on her strawberry-like nipple, his right hand met the smooth lower abdomen. His fingertips pushed aside the lush forest and touched the protrusion. There was like a pearl that was still holding its breath in a rocky crevice, about to stand erect. However, Ryoko instantly trembled her body and let out a surprised sound.

“Ah…!” This moaning sound is like the sound of electricity passing through the interior.

Ye Shan repeatedly rubbed her there, so nectar squirted out immediately.

Ye Shan inserted his middle finger into her and felt a tightening sensation. The secret pussy was as tight as an abalone.

The female class president’s body structure is such that the height right above the letterbox is so low that even a finger going in feels oppressive.

Ye Shan’s dick might feel narrower. Sliding a finger inside, there was a sudden and constant tightening sensation near the second joint of the finger.

He was enjoying this pleasure, kissing the breasts and sucking on the nipples. While sucking, his fingers were not forgetting to stir them desperately.

“I can’t take it anymore.” Ryoko bent over in pain. “Ah… it’s going to overflow.”

By to overflow, I don’t mean a small amount of liquid, but a rich nectar.

In fact, Yesan noticed something about the nectar spraying into his palm, like a tiny spouting whale. It seemed to be sprayed by a finger as it rubbed a certain point at the bottom in the vagina.

The fingers immediately turned sticky and made the sound of a catfish jumping on the edge of the water.

“Ah… I want it too.” Ryoko’s hand moved, naturally searching toward Yesan’s dick.

She found it right away and gripped it tightly. Holding it in a powerful, erect position, she exhaled a hot breath, “Ah… great!”

“Can something like that get into my body?”

The headmistress of the class said such things as if a virgin would say them.

“It’s okay! God designed it all well.”

“It’s horrible! I haven’t done it in a long time.”

“Didn’t you say you’ve always been involved with men?”

“Yes, I did… but I broke up two years ago… and since then, I haven’t done any of it.”

It was as if she meant it.

The company’s smart, capable, twenty-seven-year-old, talented section chief hasn’t had any contact with a man in what seems like two years.

(In that case, I’ll let her have a good time tonight!)

Ye Shan remembered something interesting.

“Stand up and look.” He said to Ryoko who was caressing him.

“Huh? What’s it going to be?”

“I want you to become Eve in the mirror.”

All around the large revolving bed were mirrors. The mirrors reflected the entwined naked bodies of the two men.

Ryoko did as she was told, standing on the bed with her back against the wall.

“Yeah, that’s right.” Ye Shan hugged her.

Ryoko’s body was reflected in every mirror. Hayama kissed her ear while saying, “Think of yourself as a girl, put your hands on my shoulders and slowly press down.”

Ryoko began to squeeze his shoulders. Gradually, Hayama crouched his body down and kissed what appeared one after another in front of him. From Ryoko’s breasts, her nipples, her heart, her belly, then along the center line of her body, welcoming the glossy grass towards her lower abdomen

Ryoko spread her feet and Yesan knelt down. Ryoko took it upon herself to rub her privates toward the tip of Yesan’s nose.

Ye Shan used both hands to spread her grass and pushed his tongue into the heat. He explored her sensitive private parts with the tip of his tongue, caressing them lingeringly. “Ah…!” She cried out and tilted her head back while grabbing Ye Shan’s head.

Ryoko’s pubic hair was sort of thick. Yesan flicked it away with his tongue, licked the petals, and got a whiff of a flavor that belonged to a woman.

The nectar gushed more and more. He licked the nectar with the tip of his tongue, coating the sensitive privates with a protective film.

“Ah… I can’t take it anymore…”

The female class president struggled and grabbed Ye Shan’s head, causing him to lick her harder.

“Ah… Why did I do such a shameful thing?”

The female class president seemed ashamed of her behavior.

“Please, please… I want it already.”

“Want? Want what?”

“You’re so bad, you know it…”

“No… I won’t tell.” As she said this, the headmistress moved her waist closer to him.

At this point, Ye Shan would all suck her nectar and lick her deeply with his tongue, but he was almost choking as well.

Hayama looked at the swaying Ryoko’s waist while thinking it was time. He carried Ryoko, who was leaning against the mirror, to the bed and opened her feet. That was the normal position. Taking a good position for a close fit, he pressed that which was poised against Ryoko’s petals.

At first it met her with the thick part of the tip.

At the female class president’s moist entrance, Ye Shan pressed his dick, ready to open her little window.

Near the entrance, he rubbed her small window with his front end before quickly moving away. Ryoko grumbled anxiously at the fact that he was only touching and delaying his entry.

“Ah… ah!”

Ye Shan slowly moved back and forth, rubbing the inner walls.

The interior through the narrow entrance becomes like melted butter, warm and about to melt.

When you enter it and slowly pump it back and forth, sometimes the uterus will protrude forward and touch the tip.

Incredibly, the moment the tip of that word touched the protuberance, the trail would tighten up.

It’s like a mollusk that breaks into the interior and rushes to cover the entrance door. As a result, the penis that infests the trail, while it is a fish out of water in the deep and wide area, is blocked and congested at the exit.

(Something truly remarkable.) Yezan almost looked at her anew.

It wasn’t just Ryoko’s there that was remarkable, her satisfied face was beautiful as well. Once the pleasure deepened, normal women would frown and grimace, but Ryoko was graceful and mesmerized. That blissful expression was even as haunting as a bodhisattva or a fairy.

Ye Shan rose a wave of love and compassion for her, his hands hugged her hard and tightly, kissing her white pattered neck. The hair on the back of her neck, much like the pubic hair on her private parts, attracted him. Letting go of that talk, Ye Shan lightly kissed behind her most sensitive ear.

“Ah… no!” Ryoko tilted her head, revealing her god-like pleasure.

Ye Shan took advantage of the situation and moved his lips from the neck to the ear. He nuzzled her earlobe and pushed his tongue into the hole of her ear.

“Wow!” Ryoko let out a strange sound of reaching orgasm, but that feeling was not an orgasm. Yesan slowly attacked her core with his dick and touched her petals. Ryoko moaned, getting better.

“How does it compare to President Kado’s?” Suddenly asked that.

“Huh?” Ryoko gave a surprised look. “You really are!”

“I was right, wasn’t I? I’ve heard that you trust President Kado.”

“You’re amazing, and since you know so much, I’ll admit it! I’m President Kado’s mistress.”

Ryoko exaggerated her tone as if she was boasting about her strength.

“Oh really!” The speculation seems to be full of accuracy.

“Before, I respected him more than I loved him. President Kado was responsible for the development of a small fiber factory into a company that represented Japan’s apparel industry, and I thought he was amazing. So respect turned to love, and I began to dine with him often, accompany him on business trips… However, President Kado’s male functions were almost non-existent, so I always lacked the nourishment of a man.”

At this moment, Ye Shan remembered a good thing.

If this woman is not only the head of Tokyo Garment’s planning and development department, but also the mistress of President Kado, then she may have the power to mobilize funds. Let’s talk to Tokyo Garment’s Strategic Development Department about the case of the Naikihan hotel “Browne’s Woods” owned by Juruko Kadokura, the owner of Iyagen! Tokyo Garment was planning to operate two or three hotels in the Shibuya neighborhood, which was a haven for young people, as an information station, but it still had extra capacity.

And if Ryoko had the backing of President Kado, wouldn’t she be able to control the high-class lots in Akasaka at will?

In addition to the usual hotels, it is also possible to build a pop-up shopping building or a base for pop-up shows.

(Good, then take your time with the proposal later!) Ye Shan completed the final steps with peace of mind.

In the middle of the conversation, he creates a slightly away gap and thrusts deep inside Ryoko while kneading her beautiful breasts with his hands. He grabbed it, kneaded it, and began pumping it back and forth.

“Ahhhhhh,” Ryoko tilted her head sluttishly.

She couldn’t help but tilt her head back whenever the intense collision hit her waist. Ryoko quickly climaxed.

Soon the sound faded. Ryoko was completely engrossed in this enjoyment and bobbed her head from time to time. The movement was not deliberate, but an instinctive response. The vagina that contained Yesan’s words tightened and loosened from time to time. And this interval shortened more and more, turning into a spasmodic feeling.

“I can’t… I can’t…” Although she didn’t know the meaning of her words, Ryoko cried out in a loud voice.

That was the sign of an orgasm, and Ryoko’s body began to melt inside. “AH, AH…” Her whole body stiffened.

Ye Shan also finally freed himself and shot his semen into her.

After it was over, they slumbered for a while. The room smelled faintly of sweat and honey, and the air-conditioning was at a comfortable temperature. As the sweat evaporated and their skin began to feel cool… “I’m going to rinse my body.” Ryoko said.

“Ah, let me rinse your back!”

“You’re so gentle… let’s go!”

Remembering that he hadn’t yet said anything important about his job, Ye-san planned to bring up the sale of the inn tonight.

4 “What is your impression of this place?” Ye Shan asked her.

The two had showered sufficiently and were sitting on the couch, moistening their throats with beer.

Yesan planned to discuss the case with Ryoko first, tonight. Ryoko looked around the room.

“Uh-huh! Mirrors plus a revolving bed, a wide and bright bathroom… If you want to use it as a commercial hotel, it’s optional…”

“I haven’t even shown you around tonight, there’s a pool, a sauna, a gym, and a beauty and skin care center.”

“In any case, let’s decide on the price! Since it seems to be full of popularity among young people, the company shouldn’t lose anything by keeping one.”

“Thanks. Then I’ll tell you more about the details of this place in a few days.”

Ye Shan began to cut to the chase.

“How’s that? You’re deciding on your first intelligence station, I think the best time to do that would be recently, there’s a place in Akasaka that’s more suitable for a commercial hotel, want to check it out?”

“In Akasaka?”

“Yes, it’s called ‘Bronew’s Forest’, in Nogi Osaka, and it’s in good condition.”

Yesan elaborated about the hotel and restaurant he had in his possession.

“Oh! Seems interesting, and our boss did say that he wants to buy that New Japan Inn that was deserted after the fire, so if it’s in Akasaka, it might impress him!” Ryoko’s answer was expected.

“Please make sure you ask President Kado.”

“I will, but I want to see it before I do.”

“I’ll take you next time.”

“Please!”

Ryoko’s eyes were moist. That expression seemed to tell of the satisfaction of a long drought that almost melted her body and mind.

In that case, tonight’s efforts by Ye Shan had finally paid off in a big way.

“I’ll contact you again next week.” Hayama finished, taking Ryoko by the shoulders and kissing her.

It turns out that he only wanted to be on point, but Ryoko takes his hand and kisses him deeply, as if she’s not going to let him go just yet.

“I don’t want you to go, and I plan on not going back tonight anyway.”

According to this situation, Ye Shan was destined to go back only the next morning.