Banging the Hot MILFs of Tokyo-Chapter 32

The heck

There was no way I was going to meet the Vice Chancellor, the devil of all devils—Kurosawa.

What the hell was even happening?

Yuki didn't think twice as he threw off his ID card hung on the nail next to his bed. Silence deadened in the room, the woman standing next to the door had one feet in and the other out. "There is nobody here called Yuki Mori?"

That was a direct question and none refused to turn heads to Yuki. Jun plugged in his earpiece with a wicked grin, and unplugged it again when the woman's voice went overboard.

Ten minutes counting and still no one owned up to be Yuki Mori. Five minutes gone, Yuki looked up to the woman definitely not backing out either. He rose from his bed, entirely defeated.

"I am Yuki. Any problem ma'am?"

"Follow me then." She didn't look too angered that she had been shouting for Yuki while he stayed there irresponsive of his name. The walk down the dormitory hall was one that was deafening. Imagine being sentenced to life imprisonment and they let you walk you last walk with freedom before slammed against the bar, this was exactly how it was.

Office VC Kurosawa...

The placard hung midway on the black door held so much rumors. Kurosawa was feared, no one dared trespass her office. The 3 years he spent in this school, Kurosawa wasn't a name to be mentioned anyhow. He gulped in when he heard her voice from inside, and another familiar one:

Aiko Tanaka...

Fuck Shit!

He was pulled in by the woman who shortly left after Kurosawa had given her her appreciation gift in an envelope. Now the room was all alone, with 3 powerful women in the office and on the right sulking, his face bedridden with shame.

Aiko, Kurosawa and is that who he thinks she is?

Katashi Kurica...

'What was this all about?' Yuki stood stiffly infront the closed door, sweat beads forming on his head. Whatever he was asked, he just had to deny it! Because when powerful ladies sat in one room—it was bullshit death sentence.

"Yuki Mori..."

"I swear, whatever Renji told you isn't true. Man must have set me up somewhere." Yuki blurted out, fidgeting on the spot. Renji threw his hands in the air, crashing onto the chair like his life was over.

Her jerked up and said. "You don't rate me at all. Mother, I'm going home. Whatever shit you decide on, I don't give a fuck!" He slipped his backpack over his head and behind his back. "Takw care sweet mother." He went over to her side, leaned in and gave her a short peck on her cheeks.

His gaze shifted to Yuki, and gave him the middle finger with a sleek grin. The door slammed behind Renji, its sound reverberating through Yuki's bones.

He was alone!

No fucking idea of what he did.

Yuki stood like a statue—head bowed, fists clenched at his sides, praying for the floor to crack open and swallow him whole. "Take a seat, Mr. Mori," Kurosawa finally said just when his prayers for the Flor to swallow him almost became impossible.

"I... I prefer to stand, Ma'am," Yuki muttered, eyes glued to the polished marble floor, unable to look at any of the women in the room.

She raised one hand and he shut up.

Adjusting her rusty spectacles on her nose bridge, Kurosawa pushed over Reni's paperwork and results sheet over to Yuki.

Tech 101— F

CS307— F

CS304— F

"Renji has failed over three core courses. His name is tied to multiple incidents of misconduct. You, Mr. Mori, despite your... unfortunate reputation, consistently top your class." Kurosawa's voice was oddly calm and coaxing. She tapped her fingers on the table signaling Yuki to push back Renji's result sheet.

"I don't understand my reason for being involved." Damn, that was courage itself talking in the presence of these women. Aiko gave him a small, encouraging smile. That only made things worse.

"We're assigning you to him," Kurosawa continued. "From now until the end of the semester, you are to tutor Renji in all required subjects. I expect progress reports weekly. If he fails—"

"I fail," Yuki finished, deadpan.

Kurosawa's lips twitched—maybe in approval, maybe not.

"Correct."

He swallowed thickly. "Ma'am... with all due respect, I am not the right guy cut out for this. I have a lot of part-time jobs that take my time. Besides, Renji will never listen to me. He hates my guts."

"That's not your concern, make him listen."

Yuki finally lifted his eyes. "What if he refuses?"

"Then I will deal with him. And trust me, Mr. Mori, you'd rather be in your shoes than his when that happens."

This was a threat.

"I—"

"No refusal. Hand over your working schedule to the finance secretary so she can have your name included in your weekly payroll."

Yuki's eyes shot up. All the horror wore off so soon as he heard he was going to be paid for it. Tempted, he lifted his eyes at Kurosawa, the one of curiosity.

"Since you'd be tutoring my son. It is best I pay you. I will write you a weekly check of ¥50,000. Your meal: breakfast, lunch and dinner will be taken care of and your transportation to and from from your hostel to my house will be inclusive in my treatment also."

Yuki dared to believe what he was hearing with his ears. Exclusive benefits for teaching this lost butthole of a Renji!

Yuki's lips parted but no sound came out. A paycheck? Three meals a day? Free transportation?

All for tutoring Renji?

This felt like one of those scams where a rich man offers you a briefcase of cash and the next thing, you wake up in a bathtub missing a kidney.

He could get ¥200,000 in a month!

Katashi noticed the shift in Yuki's thoughts and nodded her head. "Your paycheck will be increased if you are punctual and add value to my son." She continued, the atmosphere lightening up. "You will start tomorrow," she added, scribbling something on a notepad. "Renji will be home by six. You'll arrive by five-thirty. I expect you to use the extra thirty minutes to study his progress and adapt accordingly."

"That is the passcode of the gates. Show the securities and they'd let you in."

Kurosawa gaze seemed satisfied with the offers that Katashi was giving. She passed over some paperwork that needed signing over to Yuki. "Have this signed at soonest. I'd send you the school's work plan. You are dismissed. You can leave..."

**********

To move an inch away from where he stood in the hallway was impossible. His legs wobbled weakly when he tried to take one step at a time.

Ding!

Yuki's phone chimed not too loud and he unplugged it from his power bank, swiping to the line icon on his phone. He saw ten messages from Aiko's profile and decided to respond to it.

[You look cute when you are under tension.]

[You look cute when you're under tension.]

Aiko:

[I'm sorry, Yuki.]

[I should've told you earlier about the meeting.]

[I didn't know how to bring it up.]

[Honestly, I thought Kurosawa would change her mind.]

[I didn't expect her to drag you in like that.]

[But she really believes you're the only one who can knock some sense into Renji.]

[Still... you didn't deserve to be ambushed.]

[Please don't be mad at me.]

Yuki stared at his screen, leaning against the cold hallway wall. His fingers hesitated before replying.

Yuki Mori:

[You threw me to the wolves.]

[At least give me a warning next time before I walk into a battlefield.]

The typing bubble popped up immediately.

Aiko Tanaka:

[You're right.]

[I panicked.]

[And for what it's worth... you handled it better than I expected.]

[Except that part where you accused Renji of setting you up. That was gold.]

Yuki sighed through his nose and cracked a reluctant grin.

Yuki Mori:

[Desperate times. I was ready to blame my own shadow at that point.]

Aiko Tanaka:

[Well, you survived.]

[And now you're Renji's babysitter. Life's funny.]

Yuki Mori:

[Hilarious.]

[You better treat me to something expensive for this betrayal.]

Aiko Tanaka:

[Name your price. Coffee? Ramen? A night out?]

[Okay maybe not the last one but you get the gist.]

Yuki: [Why not the last one?]

He added a wink emoji and clicked on the send button. An idea popped in his head and he texted back.

[How about I drop by your house tonight? Exclusive sex for my beautiful angel?]

Aiko: [Oh fuck, I'm busy tonight. But I might just send you some nudes if I feel horny. I'm working late in the office. I have a conference with the Vice Chancellor to attend to.]

Yuki: [Sex in the office is one thing I wanna try out. Yes fucking I will be there in your office.]

Aiko:[ Can't wait to cum, I mean for you to come.]