Starting Tokyo Life From Inheriting A Shopping Street-Chapter 101

An opened her eyes with a pained expression, reluctantly yawned, then patted her slightly chubby cheeks to force herself awake.

Shuichi saw that she was awake and was about to go freshen up when he suddenly sensed that something was off.

At this time of day, Tsuki would normally already be awake. She would have definitely noticed that An was missing and would have immediately come to catch her.

But Tsuki hadn’t shown up until now…

Shuichi felt like he had grasped something important, but he couldn't quite figure out what was wrong. So, he decided to check the next room directly.

Filled with doubt, he left his room and climbed over to the neighboring balcony. Before he even entered the room, he already had a rough idea of what had happened.

The balcony door of the Akiyama sisters' bedroom… hadn't been properly closed!

An, that idiot! When she secretly snuck over to his place last night, she forgot to properly close the door!

Tokyo in October wasn’t exactly freezing, but with an average temperature of only 15 to 22 degrees, sleeping with such a big gap in the door—of course, someone was going to get sick!

Seeing Shuichi suddenly rush to the balcony, An had no idea what was going on and hesitantly followed behind him.

Shuichi glanced back at her, rubbed his forehead, and sighed in exasperation. This idiot really deserved a scolding.

But now wasn’t the time for that. He pulled open the balcony door and stepped into the Akiyama sisters’ bedroom.

There, he saw Tsuki wrapped tightly in a thin blanket, her face unusually flushed.

Shuichi bent down and placed the back of his hand on her forehead—scorching hot.

“Is my sister… sick?” An sneakily poked her head out from behind him and reached out to check as well. “So hot!”

“Yeah, looking at her like this…” Shuichi shook his head and sighed. “She’s probably done for.”

“Hmm?!!”

An didn’t doubt his words for a second. The moment she heard them, she panicked, immediately throwing herself onto Tsuki and bursting into tears.

“Sis, you can’t die! I promise I’ll study hard, I’ll be obedient, I won’t complain even if you spank me, I’ll eat less food, and I’ll even settle for cheap blue-and-white striped underwear…”

“Hmm???”

Shuichi was stunned for a moment. Wait… wasn’t there something weird mixed in there?

“Stop making noise… let me sleep a little longer… I feel awful…” Tsuki weakly opened her eyes after being shaken around by An.

“Then don’t die, okay?” An sniffled as she spoke.

“Who’s dying?!” Tsuki was utterly exasperated. This idiot little sister was completely hopeless—cursing her own sister first thing in the morning!

“Eh? She’s not going to die?” An blinked through her tears, looking at Shuichi in confusion.

“I was talking about going to school today. That’s obviously not happening.” Shuichi pinched her cheek.

“School… oh, right! We need to get up, or we’ll be late for school!”

Tsuki struggled to get up after hearing that, but her fever had drained all her strength. Her arms gave out, and she collapsed back into the blankets.

“Stop struggling and just rest for a couple of days. You slept with cold air blowing on you all night—how are you supposed to go to school like this?” Shuichi pressed her back down onto the bed, preventing her from moving around.

“Cold air?” Tsuki asked in confusion.

“Your dear little sister’s masterpiece,” Shuichi explained briefly. “She was scared you’d get back at her for spanking her yesterday morning, so she grabbed her blanket and snuck over to my place in the middle of the night. When she left, she forgot to close the balcony door properly.”

Tsuki was instantly furious. This damn little sister was completely hopeless!

But when Tsuki saw An’s tear-streaked face and her pitiful, puppy-like expression, she couldn’t bring herself to scold her anymore.

Sigh… Having such an idiot for a little sister, she could only accept her fate.

“So… what do we do now?” An shrank her neck, looking guilty as she asked in a small voice.

Shuichi, both exasperated and amused, flicked her forehead. “Go downstairs and tell Mrs. Akiyama, then wash up and head to school. I’ll take care of the rest.”

“Oh, oh, okay!” An, feeling as if she had just received a royal pardon, let out a sigh of relief. In her heart, she secretly rejoiced—thank goodness for Chiba-kun!

After watching the idiot leave, Shuichi took out his phone and called Sumire Nagase to request a day off.

But after ringing for a long time, she didn’t pick up.

She was probably avoiding him because of what happened yesterday, unsure of how to face him.

Shuichi put his phone away and turned to Tsuki. “Where’s your phone? Call your homeroom teacher and ask for leave.”

“More importantly… what about this morning’s punishment…?” Tsuki gazed at him expectantly, her face flushed and her breath hot.

Shuichi sighed in exasperation, reached into the blanket, and firmly kneaded her thigh, making Tsuki whimper. “You’re already this sick, and you’re still thinking about punishment?”

“Mm…” Tsuki let out a weak moan, her face showing a satisfied expression. “It’s because I’m sick… I feel awful, so I want to feel good…”

“…You’re beyond saving.” Shuichi shook his head and got up. “Wait here.”

“What is it?” Tsuki reached out and tugged at his shirt, looking up at him pitifully. “Don’t leave me hanging today… I want something more direct…”

"I'm getting you medicine," Shuichi said bluntly.

In Japan, medical treatment follows a tiered system. For minor illnesses like colds and fevers, people don’t go straight to big hospitals. Instead, they visit a nearby clinic or take over-the-counter cold and fever medicine to see if the symptoms improve.

If the condition worsens and a clinic can’t handle it, only then do they transfer to a higher-level hospital.

“Medicine?” Tsuki suddenly perked up, her breathing quickening as her gaze slowly drifted downward from Shuichi’s face.

A strange taste seemed to surface in her mouth again.

“Where are you looking? Not that kind of medicine.” Shuichi nearly laughed in exasperation. “You’ve got a fever this high—of course, I’m talking about fever medicine.”

“Oh…” Tsuki’s face fell with disappointment.

“Suppository.” Shuichi rolled his eyes at her.

Her eyes immediately lit up again. She was well aware of how that was used—she’d had it before when she was a kid, though once she got older, she’d only taken oral fever medicine.

…

It didn’t take long to get the medicine—Shuichi was back in less than two minutes. He couldn’t help but sigh; he hadn’t expected to be using this so soon.

But it made sense. It was autumn, the season for colds. If it wasn’t Tsuki, it would’ve been someone else.

After locking the door and drawing the curtains, Shuichi put on a pair of disposable gloves and looked over at Tsuki.

The student council president was already eager with anticipation. Her lips were slightly parted as she breathed through her mouth, and the blanket over her rose and fell with her unsteady breathing.

Looking down at her from above, Shuichi said coldly, “Lift the blanket. It’s time for your medicine.”

Tsuki’s breath hitched, and her heartbeat quickened…

Tsuki's breath was shaky, but she didn't hesitate to obey. She lifted the blanket slowly, her movements tentative. Her wide eyes locked onto Shuichi’s, filled with a mixture of vulnerability and trust. The room was silent except for the soft sounds of their breathing.

Shuichi didn’t let his expression soften. He knew this moment was necessary, but it still made him uncomfortable. It wasn’t that he disliked taking care of her—quite the opposite—but there was an intimacy to the act that he hadn’t expected. It felt like a responsibility, one he wasn’t quite prepared for.

"Relax," He said, trying to sound more confident than he felt. "It'll be over quickly."

Tsuki nodded, swallowing hard. She was already leaning slightly forward, waiting.

Shuichi carefully unwrapped the suppository and, after a brief pause, positioned himself beside her. He removed her pajamas. Seeing her bare ass he gave a light slap on her ass.

“Ahh..mnn.” Tsuki let out a moan feeling excited, she buried her mouth in the bedsheet to stop the voice from leaking from her mouth. He whispered in her ear,”Behave.” Then he applied some lotion on medicine.

He spread her ass and applied lotion before putting his finger inside her. “Mhh…” She let out a muffled moan when she felt him entering her ass. Then he started to move his finger in her ass while she let out muffled moans in the bed sheet. After a minute Tsuki let out her loudest moan before cumming.

Shuichi laughed and said, “Hmf what a naughty president, cumming from fingering in ass, how perverted.” He removed his finger from her pulsating asshole and put the medicine inside her hole. After putting the medicine inside her he patted her ass one last time before standing up.

His cock was already hard, but he adjusted it as he remembered about sending An downstairs to tell her mom about Tsuki’s fever.

"There." He said. Tsuki remained still, her gaze unfocused, but there was a faint blush on her cheeks.

“You’re all set.” He added softly, trying to ease the tension. “Just rest, and it should help soon.”

Tsuki glanced up at him, gratitude mixing with something more. “Thank you, Master.” She whispered, her voice barely audible.

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