Tokyo Unnatural Forensics

Chapter 598, Fortune Lies in Peril!

When Uesugi Muneyuki received Sakura's call, he was at home preparing to rest.

He didn't realize what was happening at first.

You little cherry blossom, why are you yelling so loudly?

You said someone is home, then go find the property management.

Or you can call the police, but I'm not a cop!

While not common in Japan, sasaeng fans (obsessive fans who stalk celebrities) are not uncommon either.

However, with Sakura's terrified reaction and the intense sense of bewilderment in her emotions, Uesugi Muneyuki quickly recalled something!

That document!

According to Muneyuki Uesugi, the ghost of Imazaki's manager, the agency lost a crucial document, and Sakura Miyawaki was one of the suspects!

Damn it, could it be that YKC48's parent company has also started to suspect Sakura and is secretly trying to break into her house?
This is impossible!

Sakura is a crucial part of his and Mai's plan! They intend to use Sakura to investigate the secrets behind the idol selection process.

This cherry blossom must be saved!
After a moment's thought, Uesugi Muneyuki immediately said, "Don't rush! Listen to me first! Notify the building manager and property management right now that you saw a suspicious person near your home! Tell them to send security guards over immediately to check. Then, stay in the elevator or a place with surveillance cameras in the stairwell and don't move! I'll be there right away!"

“Okay!” Sakura was already kneeling on the ground in fear. After hearing Uesugi Muneyuki’s description, she immediately agreed.

"I'm going out for a bit," Uesugi Muneyuki said to Erina, who was wearing only hot pants and a tank top and laughing hysterically at a TV program, shaking the ground, and Asuka, who was doing yoga on the floor, trying to make her small breasts develop as soon as possible.

"Going out at this hour?" Erena picked up a potato chip. "Do you need me to come along?"

“No need, my grandfather has some business to attend to, he’ll be back soon,” Uesugi Muneyuki said casually.

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Miyawaki Sakura forced herself to calm down.

Running to the lobby now might alert the enemy. She quickly made a decision: instead of hanging up, she immediately used another regular phone to call the 24-hour property manager, speaking with a panicked and annoyed tone:

"Hello? This is Miyawaki from the XX floor! I think I just saw a dark shadow flash by near the fire escape on our floor! I'm terrified! Please send someone up to check immediately! Right now!"

Her voice was loud enough to echo in the quiet corridor.

She deliberately exaggerated, speaking loud enough to ensure that even someone lurking nearby could hear her. She was acting, portraying a frightened, helpless woman, but every syllable was filled with the will to survive.

This strategy immediately proved effective.

Just as she hung up the phone, leaning against the cold wall, nervously watching the direction of the elevator and the fire escape, she seemed to hear an extremely faint, rapidly fading footstep coming from the direction of the fire escape on the floor above or below, so fast it was almost like a hallucination.

The other party was alerted.

Security guards were about to come up for inspection, causing unnecessary commotion and disrupting their plans.

Sakura Miyawaki gripped her phone tightly, her palms sweating profusely, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of her chest.

She dared not move until two security guards rushed to her floor with flashlights and carefully checked the corridor and fire exit.

"Ms. Miyawaki, we've checked and found no suspicious persons. You might be too tired and mistaken," the security guard politely reassured her.

Miyawaki Sakura forced a pale, grateful smile: "Th-thank you... I was probably just too nervous. I'm sorry to have troubled you."

The security guard left in a hurry, leaving Sakura sitting in the elevator, still shaken.

Every minute of waiting felt incredibly long.

Sakura Miyawaki stared intently at the fluctuating numbers on the elevator and the entrance to the stairwell, every sound sending shivers down her spine. Then the elevator doors opened again, revealing that familiar, tall figure—Uesugi Muneyuki hadn't even had time to open his umbrella; the shoulders of his black coat were soaked through, and a few strands of wet black hair clung to his forehead, making him look slightly disheveled, yet without diminishing his composed demeanor.

Upon seeing him, Miyawaki Sakura's tense nerves finally relaxed, and her eyes instantly reddened.

"Mr. Uesugi..."

“It’s alright.” Uesugi Muneyuki walked to her side, his gaze quickly sweeping over the surroundings: “Let’s go, I’ll go in with you.”

With him by her side, Miyawaki Sakura finally mustered up the courage to walk with him to her apartment.

She opened the door, deliberately lagging behind by half a step, letting Uesugi Muneyuki step in first.

Uesugi Muneyuki's gaze swept quickly across the living room like the most sophisticated scanner.

That's right, it's the aura of the other world! "Someone came in after you left." His tone was certain, not questioning.

Miyawaki Sakura's heart sank, and she nodded hastily.

Uesugi Muneyuki's brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes became sharp and deep.

"This technique... leaves no trace, like a ghost..." he murmured to himself, as if recalling something.

"A few months ago, in the Imperial Palace Gardens in Chiyoda Ward, a staff member responsible for records management died under mysterious circumstances. There were no signs of forced entry at the scene, and the initial autopsy ruled it an accidental drowning. However, some undisclosed investigations revealed that witnesses claimed to have seen a blurry 'shadow' rapidly approaching the deceased before the incident..."

The Imperial Palace bombing! The Imperial Archives Department! Akio Ishimuro murdered!

An assassin lurking in the shadows!
That guy is back again?
but why?
He and Sakura had no past grudges or recent conflicts, so why did he target Sakura?
Unless... unless?!

He looked at Miyawaki Sakura, his tone grave: "If my feeling is correct, the people who came here tonight are very likely the same group as those involved in the Imperial Palace case, or rather, the same type of 'cleaners'. We absolutely cannot stay here."

Miyawaki Sakura turned pale with fright at the words "Imperial Palace" and "street cleaner," and instinctively grabbed Uesugi Muneyuki's sleeve.

What Imperial Palace?
Oh, she doesn't know.

“Come back to the tower in Bunkyo Ward with me first. Security is sufficient around Sakata Bridge.” Uesugi Muneyuki made a quick decision: “Go pack your necessary luggage now, the sooner the better.”

"Okay! I'll pack right away!" Miyawaki Sakura agreed almost immediately, feeling not only relieved to have escaped but also secretly pleased that her plan had succeeded.

I was thinking about how to get more closely associated with Mr. Uesugi.

The opportunity has come, hasn't it?
Danger became the best catalyst, pushing her closer to him!

Cherry blossoms are a great victory!
I always feel that... although my life is full of crises and dangers, every crisis brings rich opportunities!
She strode into the bedroom, taking a deep breath as she closed the door. Fear remained, but opportunity was also at hand. She swiftly opened the wardrobe, choosing not ordinary loungewear, but a carefully selected ivory-white knit dress adorned with lace. The dress was elegantly tailored, perfectly accentuating her slender waist and impossibly perfect hip curves. The delicate lace embellishments on the neckline and cuffs retained her idol-like sweetness while adding a touch of mature femininity.

Then, she sat down on the edge of the bed, carefully took off her original socks, and took out a pair of unopened light gray velvet stockings from deep inside the drawer, made of top Polish brand Marilyn.

Sakura carefully and meticulously put on the stockings. The smooth texture enveloped her straight and slender legs, and the light gray color made her already fair skin appear even more radiant and translucent. The velvet material shimmered with a soft and sophisticated luster under the light. She knew this was his favorite texture and color.

Finally, she put on a pair of nude pointed-toe stilettos. The height of the heels elongated her leg lines perfectly, making her already excellent figure proportions even more perfect.

When she opened the bedroom door again, dragging a small suitcase out, she seemed like a completely different person. Her previous panic had been replaced by a carefully crafted vulnerability and strength. Her slightly disheveled long black hair made her small face appear even more pitiful, and her ivory-white dress, light gray stockings, and nude high heels created a perfect and endearing color scheme. She exuded an aura that needed protection, yet inadvertently revealed a fatal attraction.

"Mr. Uesugi, let's go!"

When Uesugi Muneyuki saw her clearly carefully changed "battle armor," his gaze lingered on her for a brief second, a fleeting, elusive emotion flashing in his deep eyes. But he said nothing, only nodding slightly: "Let's go."

Miyawaki Sakura followed behind him with her head bowed and eyes downcast, her heart filled with a mixture of trepidation and secret joy.

She knew she was playing with fire, but in the torrent of forces swept along by various sides, grasping at the strongest straw in front of her was the only way to survive that she could think of.

The night was deep, and the rain had not stopped. She followed him, leaving their old, perilous nest and heading towards an unknown place, but one that could at least offer shelter for the moment.

The police, the parent company, Uesugi Muneyuki, Mai-senpai, and the mysterious person who appeared this time.

What will this cherry blossom tree become in the future?
If it were anyone else, they might feel like crying, but Sakura's thought process is different.

For this girl from Kagoshima, she only had two words to say.

Stimulate!

Wow! This is the life I want! Tokyo is so vibrant and fun because of its diversity!

Otherwise, I should have stayed in Kagoshima. What am I doing in Tokyo?
I'm determined to climb up step by step until I achieve true success!

Find wealth in danger!
Today I am a pawn in the hands of you public security police, but from now on you may have to call me Sakurain!
As the elevator descended, Sakura wanted to chat with Uesugi Muneyuki, but Uesugi Muneyuki's attention was elsewhere.

"Are you sure?" Uesugi Muneyuki asked in a deep voice.

"It's confirmed, that's right, it's that guy from the Imperial Palace. I can't be wrong about that feeling." Mariko Hironaka said, "I've memorized his scent."

"Excellent. This way, when he reappears, we can take the opportunity to eliminate him completely." Uesugi Muneyuki stroked his chin. "Things are getting interesting. I haven't even made a move yet, and he's already made his."

"Him? What makes you assume he's a man?" Mariko Hironaka laughed.

"Huh? After following me for so long, Hironaka, you still haven't guessed who he is?" Uesugi Muneyuki raised an eyebrow.

【No. 】

It's not hard to guess, he is...

(End of this chapter)