It was 7:30 PM, Tokyo, Japan, Shinjuku District!
Fujiwara Shunsui looked at Mrs. Miyashun, who was kneeling at the entrance, feeling both pained and helpless.
"Shunsui-kun, my husband has really been working overtime lately. Could you give us one more month for the rent?"
Mrs. Miyashun knelt before Fujiwara Shunsui.
Her close-fitting dress perfectly accentuated her fiery figure.
Everywhere Fujiwara Shunsui looked, there wasn't a single bit of excess flesh; it was perfectly rounded and natural!
"Mrs. Miyashun, I really can't do that. If I make an exception for you, it will be very difficult for me to refuse future requests from other tenants."
Fujiwara Shunsui gently pushed away the woman's hand that was on his waist,
but he inadvertently caught sight of tears in Mrs. Miyashun's eyes.
With that, Fujiwara Shunsui looked up at the ceiling with a hint of pain.
The two crooked 'Positive' characters there made him think of something.
Harumizu sighed deeply:
"Sigh~ Mrs. Miyashun, please go home!"
Fujiwara Shunsui walked past Mrs. Miyashun,
opening the tightly shut door behind her, motioning for Mrs. Miyashun to leave.
Mrs. Miyashun bit her lip, her eyes darting around.
Perhaps it was because Fujiwara Shunsui had rejected her, and she had to find another way to handle the rent;
or perhaps she was thinking of other things, as she didn't stand up immediately.
After seeing Miyaharuni off, Fujiwara Shunsui leaned against the door, cursing under his breath.
"Japanese men are truly useless!"
A slightly familiar panel flashed before his eyes.
[love rent collection system]
Holder: Fujiwara Shunsui
Age: 28
Height: 189cm
Weight: 90KG
Personal Attributes: Strength 8, Agility 6, Intelligence 1, Endurance 6, Charm 5, Luck 1
Free Attribute Points: 0
Monthly Rent Collection Progress: 8/10 (Note: Complete the monthly rent collection progress to receive 5 free attribute points.)
Love Progress: 0 (Note: Complete one of the System's love quests to receive 25 free attribute points.)
Quest Content: No quest triggered.
The moment he closed the door, an unfamiliar interface appeared before Fujiwara Shunsui.
"Has it finally arrived?"
Harumizu was slightly excited; ten days after transmigrating, he finally had his first quest.
This was also why he had been avoiding certain things since transmigrating,
because he knew that following the System's guidance would never be wrong.
He absolutely had to raise his Intelligence, which was heartbreakingly low,
otherwise, this damn weakness would surely affect his great undertaking of love rent collection!
[system prompt]
[Available side quest: Do you want to check it?]
[Yes]
After soul-transmigrating to Tokyo,
Fujiwara Shunsui first spent three days familiarizing himself with "his" social relationships.
He tried to recall chat records on his phone and computer, photos from various albums,
and even the stories behind each photo and chat record.
But he found that,
no matter how hard he tried, these memories remained somewhat blurry!
On the fourth day, Harumizu discovered the [love rent collection system] within him.
Ten days later, Harumizu finally received his first "side quest."
[side quest: Save Mrs. Miyashun]
[The gentle Mrs. Miyashun is facing major family changes. As her landlord, understand the reason for these changes, comfort Mrs. Miyashun's emotions, and prevent Mrs. Miyashun from falling into the abyss.]
[Quest Reward: Free Attribute Points +1]
Upon seeing the side quest, Fujiwara Shunsui felt a headache coming on.
Intelligence 1 was indeed the main reason affecting his performance.
It seemed this System also considered the Host's character.
If he hadn't rejected Mrs. Miyashun at that time,
this System would probably have remained dormant!
Closing his eyes now,
Fujiwara Shunsui's mind still held the perfect curves of Mrs. Miyashun, encased in her "stepmother dress."
"If I had a wife like Mrs. Miyashun, I would work hard to make her happy, instead of letting her try to please strange men for the sake of the family."
"But how does she maintain herself? Mrs. Miyashun must be 35, yet she doesn't have an ounce of excess fat."
Fujiwara Shunsui shook his head, as if to discard some distracting thoughts.
Finally, after a brief pondering, he came to a conclusion.
"These little devils eat too well!"
..."Hoo~"
Fujiwara Shunsui lay on the bed, exhaling a sigh of relief, then tossed the tissue into the nearby trash can.
He pulled the thin blanket covering his body and walked towards the bathroom.
Only faint light from the window illuminated the room.
Harumizu's physique was fully revealed at this moment.
Abs, chest muscles, and a mermaid line—he had it all.
"A man should pursue true love! Not just physical pleasure!"
Reaching the bathroom door, Harumizu stood on his tiptoes and used the marker pen from beside the entrance to draw another stroke on the ceiling.
"Positive, Positive, one"
...The next day, the sun was high in the sky.
Harumizu decided to go to his "company."
After all, he hadn't been to work in ten days,
with only two calls and one text message.
He hadn't answered the calls or replied to the text message.
The text message read:
Sender: Nissho Taro
"Department Head, the Association/Club doesn't seem very satisfied with the income for the past two months.
Someone suddenly came by the day before yesterday,
but you weren't here, and your calls couldn't be connected.
The person left somewhat annoyed.
Recently, some negative comments about you have appeared in the company.
Please be aware."
Harumizu recalled the information about Nissho Taro.
Connecting it with this text message, he was definitely a "die-hard" loyalist!
...Fujiwara Shunsui stood in the elevator,
looking down at Shinjuku's most bustling street, a wave of emotion washing over him:
"I wanted to come to Japan, but I never expected it to be this way."
The elevator smoothly stopped on the 24th floor, and loud music had already reached Harumizu's ears through the elevator.
As the elevator doors opened, he was greeted by two rows of long legs encased in black stockings, and professional low-cut dresses cinched at the waist,
the cleavage on display showing their attitude towards this job.
Following that came:
"Welcome!"
The standard 90-degree bow was almost a tradition in Japanese service industries.
When a girl stood up and caught a glimpse of the guest out of the corner of her eye,
she would bow 90 degrees again.
"Welcome, Harumizu Department Head!"
Fujiwara Shunsui waved casually.
At this moment, a bald man, 175cm tall and slightly muscular, jogged over to him from a distance.
"Department Head, you're here!"
Harumizu constantly compared information about various people in his mind,
and finally matched the man in front of him.
A seasoned fan, a staunch confidant—Nissho Taro.
"Risho, I've been dealing with some personal matters these past few days. You've worked hard!"
Fujiwara Shunsui stepped forward, patted Nissho Taro's shoulder, and gestured for him to follow.
Luxury KTVs like theirs would always have secret doors,
usually serving as private areas for important guests.
The original Fujiwara Shunsui found this too troublesome, and besides, his girls only performed, they didn't sell their bodies.
So he converted the room behind the secret door into his private office.
Even if Harumizu had some Association/Club attributes,
refusing to force good people into prostitution was a consensus he held across his "two lives,"
and it was also one of the future development directions for the Association/Club.
Just as the two were about to reach the "office" door,
Nissho Taro slightly blocked Harumizu's path, and whispered with his head down:
"Department Head, some new girls have arrived at the store recently. They heard about your exclusive pre-job training and have been looking forward to it for a long time. Should I call them in later?"
A flicker of doubt crossed Fujiwara Shunsui's mind. After a moment of contemplation, he replied somewhat reluctantly:
"I'll wait for them in the office in five minutes."
Then he pushed the door open and entered.