Chapter 170: 169: Small Fry~

Words : 1125 Updated : Oct 11th, 2025

Turn on the light? Right now, I want to use you as a chandelier. Hitomi's eyes were sharp, her face completely shrouded in gloom. However, she stood in a dark corner where the light couldn't reach, so Takashi couldn't really make out Hitomi's expression. Click! Takashi turned on the light. The moment the light flickered on, Hitomi's gloom seemed to vanish instantly. She twisted a strand of hair around her finger, as if casually chatting with her husband who had just come back from his night shift, and said, "Why are you back so late?" Hitomi wore a white bathrobe, and her entire shoulder was exposed from the wide collar, revealing her fair, swan-like neck and graceful collarbones. Perhaps she had just taken a bath, as her porcelain-like skin had a soft reddish glow, adding a touch of charm to her appearance. Because she was at home, she didn't wear her signature high ponytail but instead let her long hair hang loosely in front of her chest, tying it into a low ponytail to one side. Yes, it was that dangerously alluring wife hairstyle. Underneath the bathrobe, her long, flawless legs were incredibly stunning—so white and long. These were definitely the best legs he had ever seen. After waiting for a while without hearing Takashi, Hitomi grew irritated. She suddenly raised her head and saw Takashi standing dumbfounded at the entrance, staring at her with a fixed gaze. Seeing his clueless, wide-eyed look, Hitomi's mood lifted slightly. "Do you think it looks good?" Takashi snapped out of it and stubbornly said, "It's actually just average." "Oh, really?" Hitomi's gaze shifted to a particular spot, and she suddenly smiled. "Your friend is much more honest than you." Takashi looked down awkwardly and quickly grabbed his backpack to cover himself. Hitomi smiled lightly, "You're back so late. Where have you been?" "Club gathering." "Was it just a club gathering?" "Yeah, why?" Takashi moved past Hitomi, not daring to look at her. He was starting to lose control of his energetic body. Since he didn't look, he missed the sharp, cold glance of the girl. Entering the living room, Takashi noticed a small glass table with a closed laptop on it, and beside it was a folder filled with documents. On top of these papers was a can of tea leaves. This tea can was clearly not his. "What's this?" Hitomi casually sat on the sofa, as if in her own home, and replied, "Ceylon black tea. It helps with sleep. Want to try some?" "My sleep is just fine." Takashi pulled a camera out of his backpack and opened the laptop. He needed to edit the photos he took of Marin earlier. Usually, after taking photos for someone, Takashi would tweak them a bit in post-editing. "Then I'll take it back later." Hitomi didn't insist. She gazed at Takashi with her almond-shaped eyes, her hand slowly reaching under the pillow. Takashi enlarged the picture he had taken of Marin and began closely examining the details, carefully editing the image. "I didn't say I wouldn't drink it. Please make me a cup, thanks." Hitomi, hearing that Takashi wanted some, set down the stun gun she had been holding. "Please wait a moment." She stood up, walked past Takashi, and glanced at his computer. Her expression darkened immediately. Takashi had enlarged the picture to edit it, but in the process, he had also magnified Marin's chest. As everyone knew, Marin was an E-cup; it was already large, and magnifying it only increased the visual impact. Hitomi looked down at herself. A pair of persimmons... She suddenly felt that she didn't need to be so gentle and could just use the stun gun instead, which would be quicker. Taking a deep breath, she shot Takashi a cold glance, then turned to make him some tea. By the time Takashi had finished editing the first image, Hitomi had already made the tea. She placed the cup by his right hand. Takashi didn't drink it immediately but instead sent the edited picture to Marin with the message: [How's this?] After sending the message, Takashi put his phone down and picked up the tea. Just as he was about to take a sip, his phone vibrated. He put the tea down and picked the phone back up. Marin: [Oh my God, is this really me? (? > ??) ?!] Marin: [Incredible, Takashi, you're really good at editing pictures.] Marin: [This picture looks like something for a photo album. I feel like I could sell it!] Takashi slowly typed: [You get what you pay for. Choose me as your photographer, I'll make sure you don't regret it.] Takashi: [It's all set, I edited it according to this standard.] Marin: [Fine, fine, fine!] Marin: [By the way, are you free next month?] Marin: [I want to do a Veronica shoot.] Takashi: [Is this character serious? If not, I'm not shooting. :P] Marin: [Huh? Why?] Takashi made a face. Taking photos for you is like watching a slideshow. You can only look but not touch, and in the end, I'm the one who has to calm down. It's just boring, really. Marin: [???????2′′] Takashi's brain worked faster than his fingers, and he instinctively clicked on the voice message. In the quiet living room, Marin's delicate voice immediately echoed: "Takashi, did you... uh... do something last night?" Takashi: "..." He froze, like a machine that hadn't been oiled, and slowly turned his head. As he turned, Hitomi's expression turned terrifying. Her silver hair moved as if it were defying gravity, as if it were about to float. Even Newton would have risen from his grave. Her gaze was even more terrifying, like she wanted to eat him alive. "W-What? She sent it by mistake. Yes, that's it." Takashi, sweating, desperately tried to drink his tea. Seeing him drink the tea, Hitomi let her hair fall back down naturally and smiled. Her smile was like a summer breeze, refreshing and natural. "Is it good?" Takashi didn't really taste much but still gave a thumbs up. "It's good, Miss Hitomi's tea is always the best." "If it's good, that's all that matters." Hitomi moved the pillow aside. Under the pillow were two shackles, a bundle of rope, a large roll of tape, a stun gun, and a pig prod. ___ 20 Advanced Chapters available on p@ tr eon (.) com/HalflingFics Also, please point out my mistakes in the comment, thank you! Don't forget to leave a review too~ Check out the other translations too ___

Chapter 170: 169: Small Fry~

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