Mitsumori, Kumamoto City
Jiro Matsui walked in from outside the Starbucks Mitsumon store, and according to the past practice, he walked to the No. 4 locker that he was used to sitting.
The No. 4 card holder is next to the window, and through the clear large window, you can see the noisy street outside. Almost every afternoon, Jiro Matsui will leave his workplace, pass through the street, walk into this Starbucks, and then sit on the No. 4 card holder to have an afternoon tea.
During this period, he would look through the window at the crowd passing by on the street, and he would speculate on the identity of a passerby and fantasize about the other person's life.
Yes, Jiro Matsui, who was born in a chaebol family, is a very emotional person. He has no bad habits, does not smoke or drink, and is not very lustful. In general, he should be considered a very restrained person, has a regular life and knows how to restrain himself.
He is handsome, young and rich, has an extraordinary family background, and is very talented and knows how to play many kinds of musical instruments. Jiro Matsui, who is less than 30 years old, is like a winner in life and a prince charming in the minds of many women.
Because he was a regular visitor to this Starbucks, the waiter didn't need him to order food, and soon served drinks and snacks according to his habits.
Jiro Matsui thanked him politely, then took a piece of sugar cube and put it into the coffee. Then he took another piece, cut it into two halves, and put half into the coffee again. Then he picked up the coffee spoon and gently stirred the whole set of movements and was leisurely and elegant, attracting the eyes of two little girls not far away.
At this time, the sunlight outside the window was cast through the glass window, just shining on Jiro Matsui's side face. The golden sunlight set off the fair skin and actually burst into a light golden luster. It's so handsome that it's indescribable
Just as the two idiot girls were marveling not far away, the door of Starbucks store was pushed open from outside, and a woman wearing a floral kimono and wearing a bun on her head moved in quietly
The woman should have a pair of wooden clogs under her feet, and she would make a quick click when she walks, but she was obviously not fast. This seems to only mean that under the cover of her kimono hem, the pace of her legs was very fast, but the span was very small.
The woman walked into Starbucks and looked around shyly. Perhaps she felt that many people were focusing on themselves. Her delicate and tender face turned red in an instant, and her whole body seemed to be at a loss.
A waiter in the store greeted him, talked to the woman for a few words, and then led her to the side of the No. 5 booth, which was also next to the window, just opposite Jiro Matsui.
Therefore, when the woman took her seat, Jiro Matsui saw her at a glance
To be honest, this woman is not very beautiful, but she has a very attractive temperament, well, that kind of weak and pitiful temperament
She sat on the edge of the booth, with her hands folded in front of her lower abdomen, but her butt was only half on the chair. She was not sitting in a straight position, but was facing her body, and she was about to be straight, as if she was ready to get up and run away at any time.
The most attractive thing is her eyes. The eyes are clear and transparent, as if they contain a pool of blue water.
She seemed to be looking for someone or waiting for someone, so her eyes always peeked around, and she looked over. She looked over her eyes. As long as she saw the person she saw moved a little, her eyes would quickly shrink back like frightened.
In just a moment, Jiro Matsui was attracted by this completely strange woman. The woman's timid gaze like a frightened deer made him feel hot all over.
Jiro Matsui is indeed not a very lustful man, but he has extraordinary sexual preferences. This is a bit complicated, but to put it simply, he likes to ravage women like in front of him.
Cowardly, cowardly, tradition, when being trampled under a man, he doesn't even dare to cry loudly, he only dares to sob and do that meaningless and weak resistance
This hobby may be related to Jiro Matsui's childhood, but he has always concealed it well. Women with similar personalities dare not speak out even if they suffer any humiliation and can only endure it silently. Therefore, Jiro Matsui is still the sunny and handsome man now.
Now, Jiro Matsui is no longer interested in the street outside the window. His eyes are mostly focused on the woman, especially whenever the woman notices his aggressive eyes and shows anxiety, he feels more and more excited
The woman sat alone in the booth for more than ten minutes. Finally, a short but fierce man walked in from outside.
The man rudely drove away the waiter who was facing forward, and then walked straight to the uneasy woman, sat next to her without any hesitation, and said the first sentence: Did you bring the money?
Because of the appearance of this man, the woman's originally moist face turned pale in an instant. She snatched her hands and said in a voice that was almost impossible to hear: I'm very sorry, I've worked very hard, but, but I really don't have that much money
As she said this, the woman seemed to have thought of something again. She put her hand into the front of the kimono, took out a small pink cloth bag, and then uncovered the cloth bag layer by layer, showing a stack of long-term banknotes with different face value inside. She held it in her hands and sent it to the man, saying: I have only this now, please give me a while, I will pay it back as soon as possible. I am very sorry, this really causes trouble for you.
The man took the money and didn't even click it. He just pinched it, and sneered with a contemptuous expression: What's this? It's not even enough interest?
I'm very sorry, I've caused you trouble! The woman's chin was buried in her chest, and the sound was squeezed out of her throat.
Well... The man's eyes turned, and a more obscene smile appeared on his vulgar face
He made a sound like a pondering sound in his nose. He suddenly held the woman's hand with one hand, and said in a low voice, Eriko, it is not impossible to give me a few days of grace, but you also know that if I promise to help you make a mistake, I will definitely be punished by the boss. I will be punished for your business. Don't you feel ashamed?
When the man grabbed his hand, the woman was like a frightened little rabbit and almost jumped up from the chair. However, she was obviously worried about the eyes of the people around her. Although her eyes were full of panic, she still dared not make a sound. She just tried hard to break away from the man's hand, and at the same time begged in a low voice: No, don't do this, please...
Seeing the woman's tender and white little hand that seemed to be able to see blood vessels was held by the man's dirty black hand, Jiro Matsui, who had been watching, finally couldn't hold it back
As a man, no matter how dirty he is in his heart, he will have an impulse to save beauty. What's more, for Jiro Matsui, this woman has become his target of hunting, so he will naturally not allow other men to get involved.
Standing up from his booth, Jiro Matsui walked straight to the pitiful woman, stretched out his hand, grabbed the man's wrist, stared at the other person's eyes while exerting force and said: Let go of your hand!
Jiro Matsui has learned kendo and free fighting. He has good skills in his hands and is not very strong.
Hey... The man looked fierce, but in fact he was fucked by the outside but the inside. He was pinched his wrist and kept crying pain in his mouth. The palms holding the woman's hand couldn't help but separate.
Tell me, how much money does this lady owe you? Swing the man's hand aside, Jiro Matsui directly blocked the woman and said to the despicable man, "I'll change it for her, you get the money and get out!"
Who are you?! The man held his wrists and stared at Jiro Matsui with both eyes, asking with a fierce look on his face.
Mr. Matsui, what's wrong? The waiter noticed something abnormal here and rushed over immediately and asked, "Do you want me to call the police for you?"
Thank you, but it's not needed for the time being. Jiro Matsui said to the waiter in a gentle tone, then turned his head and said to the man without expression, "Tell me, how much is it?" If you want to get the money, just count it. Otherwise, believe me, I will let you get a penny."
Seven million yen, men dare not make trouble here after all. He glared at Jiro Matsui and said, No, it should be seven million and four million yen
How could there be so many? The woman widened her eyes and exclaimed.
Don't you want interest?! The man said harshly to her
I... The woman shrank her neck in fear and whispered in a low voice, then, there weren't so many Ah
Now, there is a card here, and there should be more than 10 million in it. Jiro Matsui took out his wallet, pulled out a card from it, threw it into the man's arms, and said, "The password is on the back of the card, now, it belongs to you."
The man hurriedly took the card into his hand, turned it over and looked at it, muttering: Who knows what is true or not
This is Mr. Matsui, an executive of Mitsui Products. Will he deceive you for ten million yen?
The waiter said on the side, "You'd better take the money and leave quickly, otherwise I'll call the police!"
After hearing this, the man stood up reluctantly and walked towards the door.
Wait, where is this lady’s IOU? Jiro Matsui called him and asked expressionlessly, “Do you still want to cheat?”
The man hesitated for a moment. Perhaps thinking of the other party's identity, he found a note from his pocket and placed it on the locker with disdain.
Jiro Matsui walked in from outside the Starbucks Mitsumon store, and according to the past practice, he walked to the No. 4 locker that he was used to sitting.
The No. 4 card holder is next to the window, and through the clear large window, you can see the noisy street outside. Almost every afternoon, Jiro Matsui will leave his workplace, pass through the street, walk into this Starbucks, and then sit on the No. 4 card holder to have an afternoon tea.
During this period, he would look through the window at the crowd passing by on the street, and he would speculate on the identity of a passerby and fantasize about the other person's life.
Yes, Jiro Matsui, who was born in a chaebol family, is a very emotional person. He has no bad habits, does not smoke or drink, and is not very lustful. In general, he should be considered a very restrained person, has a regular life and knows how to restrain himself.
He is handsome, young and rich, has an extraordinary family background, and is very talented and knows how to play many kinds of musical instruments. Jiro Matsui, who is less than 30 years old, is like a winner in life and a prince charming in the minds of many women.
Because he was a regular visitor to this Starbucks, the waiter didn't need him to order food, and soon served drinks and snacks according to his habits.
Jiro Matsui thanked him politely, then took a piece of sugar cube and put it into the coffee. Then he took another piece, cut it into two halves, and put half into the coffee again. Then he picked up the coffee spoon and gently stirred the whole set of movements and was leisurely and elegant, attracting the eyes of two little girls not far away.
At this time, the sunlight outside the window was cast through the glass window, just shining on Jiro Matsui's side face. The golden sunlight set off the fair skin and actually burst into a light golden luster. It's so handsome that it's indescribable
Just as the two idiot girls were marveling not far away, the door of Starbucks store was pushed open from outside, and a woman wearing a floral kimono and wearing a bun on her head moved in quietly
The woman should have a pair of wooden clogs under her feet, and she would make a quick click when she walks, but she was obviously not fast. This seems to only mean that under the cover of her kimono hem, the pace of her legs was very fast, but the span was very small.
The woman walked into Starbucks and looked around shyly. Perhaps she felt that many people were focusing on themselves. Her delicate and tender face turned red in an instant, and her whole body seemed to be at a loss.
A waiter in the store greeted him, talked to the woman for a few words, and then led her to the side of the No. 5 booth, which was also next to the window, just opposite Jiro Matsui.
Therefore, when the woman took her seat, Jiro Matsui saw her at a glance
To be honest, this woman is not very beautiful, but she has a very attractive temperament, well, that kind of weak and pitiful temperament
She sat on the edge of the booth, with her hands folded in front of her lower abdomen, but her butt was only half on the chair. She was not sitting in a straight position, but was facing her body, and she was about to be straight, as if she was ready to get up and run away at any time.
The most attractive thing is her eyes. The eyes are clear and transparent, as if they contain a pool of blue water.
She seemed to be looking for someone or waiting for someone, so her eyes always peeked around, and she looked over. She looked over her eyes. As long as she saw the person she saw moved a little, her eyes would quickly shrink back like frightened.
In just a moment, Jiro Matsui was attracted by this completely strange woman. The woman's timid gaze like a frightened deer made him feel hot all over.
Jiro Matsui is indeed not a very lustful man, but he has extraordinary sexual preferences. This is a bit complicated, but to put it simply, he likes to ravage women like in front of him.
Cowardly, cowardly, tradition, when being trampled under a man, he doesn't even dare to cry loudly, he only dares to sob and do that meaningless and weak resistance
This hobby may be related to Jiro Matsui's childhood, but he has always concealed it well. Women with similar personalities dare not speak out even if they suffer any humiliation and can only endure it silently. Therefore, Jiro Matsui is still the sunny and handsome man now.
Now, Jiro Matsui is no longer interested in the street outside the window. His eyes are mostly focused on the woman, especially whenever the woman notices his aggressive eyes and shows anxiety, he feels more and more excited
The woman sat alone in the booth for more than ten minutes. Finally, a short but fierce man walked in from outside.
The man rudely drove away the waiter who was facing forward, and then walked straight to the uneasy woman, sat next to her without any hesitation, and said the first sentence: Did you bring the money?
Because of the appearance of this man, the woman's originally moist face turned pale in an instant. She snatched her hands and said in a voice that was almost impossible to hear: I'm very sorry, I've worked very hard, but, but I really don't have that much money
As she said this, the woman seemed to have thought of something again. She put her hand into the front of the kimono, took out a small pink cloth bag, and then uncovered the cloth bag layer by layer, showing a stack of long-term banknotes with different face value inside. She held it in her hands and sent it to the man, saying: I have only this now, please give me a while, I will pay it back as soon as possible. I am very sorry, this really causes trouble for you.
The man took the money and didn't even click it. He just pinched it, and sneered with a contemptuous expression: What's this? It's not even enough interest?
I'm very sorry, I've caused you trouble! The woman's chin was buried in her chest, and the sound was squeezed out of her throat.
Well... The man's eyes turned, and a more obscene smile appeared on his vulgar face
He made a sound like a pondering sound in his nose. He suddenly held the woman's hand with one hand, and said in a low voice, Eriko, it is not impossible to give me a few days of grace, but you also know that if I promise to help you make a mistake, I will definitely be punished by the boss. I will be punished for your business. Don't you feel ashamed?
When the man grabbed his hand, the woman was like a frightened little rabbit and almost jumped up from the chair. However, she was obviously worried about the eyes of the people around her. Although her eyes were full of panic, she still dared not make a sound. She just tried hard to break away from the man's hand, and at the same time begged in a low voice: No, don't do this, please...
Seeing the woman's tender and white little hand that seemed to be able to see blood vessels was held by the man's dirty black hand, Jiro Matsui, who had been watching, finally couldn't hold it back
As a man, no matter how dirty he is in his heart, he will have an impulse to save beauty. What's more, for Jiro Matsui, this woman has become his target of hunting, so he will naturally not allow other men to get involved.
Standing up from his booth, Jiro Matsui walked straight to the pitiful woman, stretched out his hand, grabbed the man's wrist, stared at the other person's eyes while exerting force and said: Let go of your hand!
Jiro Matsui has learned kendo and free fighting. He has good skills in his hands and is not very strong.
Hey... The man looked fierce, but in fact he was fucked by the outside but the inside. He was pinched his wrist and kept crying pain in his mouth. The palms holding the woman's hand couldn't help but separate.
Tell me, how much money does this lady owe you? Swing the man's hand aside, Jiro Matsui directly blocked the woman and said to the despicable man, "I'll change it for her, you get the money and get out!"
Who are you?! The man held his wrists and stared at Jiro Matsui with both eyes, asking with a fierce look on his face.
Mr. Matsui, what's wrong? The waiter noticed something abnormal here and rushed over immediately and asked, "Do you want me to call the police for you?"
Thank you, but it's not needed for the time being. Jiro Matsui said to the waiter in a gentle tone, then turned his head and said to the man without expression, "Tell me, how much is it?" If you want to get the money, just count it. Otherwise, believe me, I will let you get a penny."
Seven million yen, men dare not make trouble here after all. He glared at Jiro Matsui and said, No, it should be seven million and four million yen
How could there be so many? The woman widened her eyes and exclaimed.
Don't you want interest?! The man said harshly to her
I... The woman shrank her neck in fear and whispered in a low voice, then, there weren't so many Ah
Now, there is a card here, and there should be more than 10 million in it. Jiro Matsui took out his wallet, pulled out a card from it, threw it into the man's arms, and said, "The password is on the back of the card, now, it belongs to you."
The man hurriedly took the card into his hand, turned it over and looked at it, muttering: Who knows what is true or not
This is Mr. Matsui, an executive of Mitsui Products. Will he deceive you for ten million yen?
The waiter said on the side, "You'd better take the money and leave quickly, otherwise I'll call the police!"
After hearing this, the man stood up reluctantly and walked towards the door.
Wait, where is this lady’s IOU? Jiro Matsui called him and asked expressionlessly, “Do you still want to cheat?”
The man hesitated for a moment. Perhaps thinking of the other party's identity, he found a note from his pocket and placed it on the locker with disdain.
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