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Chapter 123 Tomie (1)

In an apartment.

A beautiful woman with red and swollen eyes and extremely pale skin was struggling with a man.

She yelled, "You bastard! You bastard!"

"How long has it been since you last came to see me? Three years! Three whole years!"

"Do you know how lonely and isolated I have been in the past three years?"

"You just came to see me, to see how I was doing and then left?"

"What do you take me for?!"

Nishio Hideaki pushed the woman away impatiently. He straightened his suit that was messed up by the woman and said sarcastically, "It costs half a million dollars to maintain a vase every year."

The woman looked like she was about to be hit by a truck. She was stunned and motionless. After a few seconds, her face turned red and the veins on her neck bulged. Just as she was about to become hysterical, Nishio Hideaki sneered, "If you can't stand it, you can leave."

"Give up this big house, give up the 50,000 yuan per month for keeping a mistress, go out into society and compete."

The woman was immediately splashed with cold water, and her whole body softened. She moved closer to the man and said coquettishly, "My dear husband, please accompany me. I haven't even seen you in three years."

"I've learned a lot of tricks, why don't you try them out?"

The woman gave Hideaki Nishio a seductive look, and the man pushed her away.

Nishio Hideaki said impatiently, "I heard from the bodyguard that you wanted to commit suicide by cutting your wrists. I came here to tell you that if you want to die, do it. Don't die in my house."

After saying that, the man turned and left coldly.

The woman couldn't help it, she yelled: "You spend so much money every year to support me, but you don't use me?"

The man only sneered in response to her.

……

In the underground parking lot.

Hideaki Nishio sat in the back seat and looked at a tablet, on which was displayed distributed surveillance images.

There were dozens of surveillance cameras, each camera represented an apartment, and in each apartment there was a woman he kept.

He kept twenty women in total.

He has a very strange hobby, spending money to support vain women. In theory, this hobby is not strange, it is the indulgence of rich people, he just supports more women. But the strange thing is that he never sleeps with the women he supports, he never uses them, and even after the maintenance is completed, he will not see them again.

What Hideaki Nishio likes is not to keep a woman. What he enjoys is buying a beautiful woman, putting her in an apartment, watching her waste time, watching her youth fade away, watching her grow old little by little, watching her become alienated from society little by little, and becoming hysterical little by little.

What he enjoys is the control that money has over beauty, and what he enjoys is the ultimate objectification of beauty.

Hideaki Nishio was watching the woman on the screen smashing the vase hysterically. He was extremely pleased. He took out a bottle of red wine from the small wine cabinet in the back seat and poured himself a glass.

He said to the driver and bodyguard in the front row, "Go and clean it up."

He was going to continue hunting.

The difference between a pub and a lounge bar is that a bar is a place for indulging desires, while a lounge bar is a place for indulging desires in an elegant way. The women there put on a literary coat, saying that they are not such casual women.

Her subconscious mind is that if you want to sleep with me, you not only have to be willing to spend money, but also provide emotional value and understand me.

This is how Hideaki Nishio understood it.

……

clean it.

In a bar with a very artistic and fresh decoration, a beautiful woman was sitting there. She looked only seventeen or eighteen years old and was extremely beautiful.

'Jingle Bell'

The wind chimes at the door rang, and Hideaki Nishio walked into the bar. At first glance, he saw a woman drinking alone.

'puff'

His heart was beating like a drum, his eyes were wide open, his blood was boiling, his mouth was unconsciously dry, and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

dying!
dying!
Every cell in Nishio Hideaki's body was screaming.

I want her!
For the first time, Hideaki Nishio's heart was moved and he felt love. He wanted to be with this woman and grow old with her.

at all costs!
He came up to the woman and asked in a magnetic voice, "You...are drinking alone?"

"Do you mind having one more?"

Tomie turned her head and looked at this handsome guy with good looks, her eyes lit up slightly.

Tomie smiled and said, "Sure, I'll give you a chance to praise me. If you praise me well, I'll buy you a drink."

Hideaki Nishio sat up straight, his heart beating wildly. His brain was a little dizzy. He could not hear clearly what Tomie said, and felt detached and slow about his next action.

He tried to act like, “I, I don’t know, I don’t know anything.”

"Someone should have informed me."

"Hmm?" Tomie tilted her head, and her smooth black hair slid down one side like a waterfall.

Nishio Hideaki's face turned red before he even drank any alcohol, and he said, "Someone should have reminded me that I'm going on a date with a stunning beauty today."

"ah?!"

Tomie covered her mouth gently, her eyebrows curved.

She said embarrassedly: "How should I answer this?"

Hideaki Nishio's breathing gradually became steady, and he found his own rhythm. He didn't know how to praise her next, but it didn't matter. He just followed his heart and praised her honestly.

He put a finger to his lips and said, "Don't say anything. Let me do the talking. I'll say it over and over again."

The rapid breathing transferred to Tomie. She turned her eyes away as if she had been electrocuted and showed her shameful ears to Nishio Hideaki.

Then Nishio Hideaki's performance got better and better. Tomie listened quietly, chuckling from time to time.

The feeling at this moment was extremely good, and Nishio Hideaki was greedily obsessed with this moment.

……

On a sports car.

Hideaki Nishio sat in the driver's seat and Tomie sat in the passenger seat.

They had just had a great chat in the bar, so Nishio Hideaki suggested taking Tomie out for a walk, and Tomie agreed.

Nishio Hideaki said, "Madam, you got into my car like this, aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?"

Tomie hugged her shoulders, looking frightened, and said, "Huh, I didn't expect that."

"But, Nishio, you're so sweet-mouthed, I don't think you're a bad person."

Nishio Hideaki laughed heartily. He had heard countless women's hypocritical words, but he had never heard such beautiful words as those from Tomie.

How much truth and how much falsehood are there in her sweet words?

No, every word she said must come from the heart!
Nishio Hideaki thought so stubbornly.

"that…"

Hideaki Nishio was a little embarrassed about the following words. He wanted to take Tomie to a luxury store to buy bags, but this time was different from before. In the past, when he took girls to buy bags, he wanted to conquer them and break down their defenses. This time, he sincerely wanted to give Tomie good things. Those vain girls can have bags, so how could Tomie not have one?

Tomie supported her face with one hand and leaned against the car window. The glass window reflected her beautiful reflection, shining brightly.

She whispered, "What do you want to say?" "If you love me, just say it boldly. I will reject you gently."

Nishio Hideaki was about to say it when he suddenly got stuck and the words fell off. He widened his eyes and said, "Ah? Rejection?"

"Although I haven't thought about confessing yet, but, if I confess just now, will I be rejected?"

"uh-huh!"

Tomie nodded briskly. She played with her hair and said happily, "Of course, I'm not a casual woman."

Nishio Hideaki showed a look of misery, and suddenly, he dared to say what he was embarrassed to say just now.

He said, "I want to take you to a luxury store to buy bags. I wonder if I can have this honor?"

Tomie crossed her arms over her chest and tilted her head slightly as she thought.

She said, "Well, can you have it?"

Nishio Hideaki became nervous.

"I think so."

Nishio Hideaki breathed a sigh of relief.

"goose"

Tomie's shoulders trembled and she laughed like a goose, but soon she stopped and her face turned a layer of cherry blossom pink. Tomie used her hands as a fan and fanned herself.

She said, "Look at you, you are so obsessed with me. This is not okay."

Looking at the blush on Tomie's face, Nishio Hideaki was intoxicated. The girl's blush was better than countless confessions. At this moment, Nishio Hideaki was sure that he had fallen in love.

He said obsessedly: "I'd love to!"

Tomie seemed a little embarrassed. She covered her red face with both hands, feeling the heat in her palms.

She said, "Okay, okay, you win. Why are you so confident?"

……

Chanel store.

A sports car parked in the underground parking lot of the shopping mall, and Hideaki Nishio took Tomie into the Chanel store.

A salesgirl came up and showed a look of surprise when she saw Hideaki Nishio. Then her face darkened and she immediately put on a business smile.

She was once a girl kept by Hideaki Nishio, but later she broke up with Hideaki Nishio. After she was released, she started working in the Chanel store selling luxury goods.

She turned to look at the girl next to Nishio Hideaki, with comparisons in mind.

The moment she saw Tomie's beauty, the light in her eyes disappeared.

There is no comparison, absolutely no comparison. How can there be such a beautiful woman in the world?
She felt jealous of Tomie, and then a dark fire burned in her heart. She wanted to recommend the most expensive bag to Tomie, on the one hand, to make Nishio Hideaki's wallet bleed heavily, and on the other hand, she hoped to see Tomie embarrassed.

She hoped to see Hideaki Nishio bleeding heavily and making a lot of money for herself. But then the scumbag Hideaki Nishio couldn't stand the high price anymore and got angry and quarreled with Tomie. Hideaki Nishio left in anger and Tomie stayed there awkwardly.

The woman made such a plan for herself.

She smiled businesslike and said, "Madam, you are as beautiful as the bright moon. Can I introduce some classic bags to you?"

"The bright moon is set off by a pearl, which makes it more colorful."

Tomie raised her head slightly, like a princess, and said proudly: "Come, I'll give you a chance."

The woman took Tomie to the counter.

Hideaki Nishio was embarrassed. He recognized the woman, the one he once kept.

He didn't want Tomie to know his dark side.

As a last resort, he could only bite the bullet and follow.

The woman came to the display stand, her hands wearing white gloves, as if the bag was poisoned, she gently pinched the corners and took down Chanel's most classic bag.

She said, "Ma'am, this is Chanel's most classic bag. Because it is very rare, it needs to be matched with other products. It costs 88,000 yuan, including the matching products. Although it is expensive, it is very valuable."

Tomie laughed, as bright as the moon in the sky.

She took the small black handbag in one hand, hung it on her shoulder, and went to the mirror to look at it. She nodded and said, "Not bad, it barely matches me."

'Snapped'

She threw her bag on the ground and said, "Wrap it up for me."

The woman's eyelids were twitching wildly.

At this time, Tomie picked up another purple bag without even looking at the price tag on it. She took a look at it, thought it was not bad, and then threw it on the ground.

"Pack this for me too."

She picked up one expensive bag after another from the display cabinet.

“This one is ugly, this one is nice.”

“This wallet is so small and cute.”

‘Papa pa pa’

Bags were thrown to the ground one by one by Tomie, and one bag even accidentally hit the woman's face. In Tomie's hands, the Chanel bag did not look like a luxury item, but rather like vegetables from the market.

The blood vessels on the woman's temple twitched, and she said gloomily: "Madam, if the bag is dropped on the ground and it is damaged, you must buy it--"

Before she could finish her words, Tomie stepped on her face.

Tomie was wearing flat shoes, and her flat shoes stepped on the woman's mouth. The woman was stunned. Tomie looked down at her and said coldly: "You are so nagging."

"I was just picking a few flowers from the garden and throwing them on the ground. Why are you, a gardener, saying so much?"

'quack!'

Hideaki Nishio laughed out loud, his laughter made a duck-like sound, he clapped his hands, and he felt extremely happy.

He said, "Well said, well said, Tomie."

"It's so cute."

Just when the woman was about to lose control and start a fight with Tomie, the store manager came out to smooth things over.

Hideaki Nishio is a distinguished guest of the store. As long as he is happy, the dignity of a mere clerk doesn't matter. Besides, Tomie bought so many bags, the woman's commission will not be small. When she calms down later, she will thank herself.

The owner held the woman down and winked at another clerk, asking her to pack it up quickly.

The shop owner nodded and bowed to Tomie and Nishio Hideaki and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Nishio, I didn't discipline you well enough. I made you laugh."

Nishio Hideaki waved his hand indifferently. He wiped the tears from his eyes, took out a platinum card and said, "Swipe the card."

Several shop assistants were busy like bees collecting nectar. After a while, they packed the bag that Tomie threw on the ground into Chanel white shopping bags. There were about twenty shopping bags in total.

Hideaki Nishio doesn't have to carry these bags himself, someone will deliver them to his door soon.

The store owner and the staff bowed to Hideaki Nishio and Tomie and saw them off.

Among the shop assistants who came to see him off, there was a woman whose bowing posture was the most stiff.

“Welcome next time.”

Thanks to @漂流的Gaia for the 100 reward.

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(End of this chapter)