Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 156 Manzhu Shahua
Shiratori Seiya pursed his lips, subconsciously wiping away imaginary cold sweat from his forehead. Feeling Saori's gaze fixed on him, he thought for a moment, then calmly raised his face to look at Saori and asked:
"Um, Saori, why did you suddenly search for this?"

Saori Hasegawa stared at him intently, her lips curving downwards, a mist rising in her dark eyes, and she spoke in a pitiful tone:

"Because Kiyoya kept calling out Hojo Shione's name while he was sleeping..."

"I……"

Shortly after drinking water, Shiratori Seiya felt his mouth was dry again. He suddenly felt a little scared and asked Saori if something had happened between him and Shione the night before. However, he heard the girl beside him say:
"Saori also wants Seiya to call her name more often when he's sleeping..."

She then reached out and took the phone from Shiratori Seiya's hand, saying:

"It says that you only think about someone constantly and even dream about them when you really miss them, when they are very important to you..."

As she spoke, she bit her soft lips and looked at Shiratori Seiya with a pitiful expression, asking:

"How heavy is Saori in Kiyoya's heart?"

"..."

Looking into the girl's watery eyes, Shiratori Seiya felt a pang of guilt. He was indeed afraid that Saori would ask him directly if something had happened between him and Shione last night, because he didn't know how to answer if she did.

Should we just tell her the truth? The truth isn't so easy to tell. We've just managed to calm Shion down. If we let Saori do something irrational because of this, what's the difference between that and driving a tiger to devour a wolf?
In this way, one would have no choice but to lie.

However, he really couldn't bear to lie to Saori.

Fortunately, she didn't ask any questions about it.

However, Shiratori Seiya felt that her silence was more likely because she had already guessed something...

A sudden pang of unease gripped her. Knowing the truth yet choosing not to ask—was she becoming more sensible? Or was she simply deceiving herself, pretending nothing had happened? Or did she genuinely not think of it at all?
Considering that Hasegawa Saori is usually a bit slow and clumsy, Shiratori Seiya wasn't sure what to do for a while.

After all, he couldn't just ask directly, "Saori, did you know I had sex with Shione last night?"

Still unsure how to resolve this issue, Shiratori Seiya, suppressing his frustration, reached out and patted Saori's head, saying:
"Don't think about that for now. Actually, what I think about most is Saori. After all, things online aren't always accurate. For example, you might just have diarrhea, but the internet might diagnose you with stomach cancer..."

He then changed the subject, saying:
"Oh right, let's not talk about that now. Saori, are you hungry? Let's go out today, I'll treat you to barbecue."

Sure enough, when this topic was brought up, Shiratori Seiya clearly saw Saori's eyes light up for a moment, then dim, and she hesitated, her knuckles protruding as she crossed her arms:
"Does Kiyoya not want to cook for Saori?"

Seeing her say such things again, Shiratori Seiya sighed and reached out to flick her nose, saying:
"I don't know many dishes, and we can't always eat fried noodles, right? Let's go out for something nice today. I know you like barbecue, Saori, let's go..."

"Yes, Saori will listen to Seiya."

"Then let's pack up and head out."

Seeing that the topic had been successfully shifted, Shiratori Seiya breathed a sigh of relief. He said he was inviting Saori to dinner, but he actually wanted to take Saori out shopping to buy some clothes.

To be honest, even though I gave her some money, her spending was no different from before. Apart from food, she didn't spend any other money. It's safe to say that her Engel coefficient was already maxed out.

However, Shiratori Seiya felt that Saori definitely wasn't completely uninterested in shopping.

What girl doesn't love buying pretty clothes?

The reason she didn't go was probably more because she didn't want to use her own money...

I guess he's saving it up for himself.

Although Saori didn't say it, Shiratori Seiya felt that the possibility was not low.

Also, I have classes in the morning today, and I've already skipped them all. Besides, I don't need to worry about work this afternoon, so I might as well go shopping with Saori. After all, I rarely go out with her…

After tidying up for a while, the two went out. As they walked out of the house, Shiratori Seiya subconsciously glanced in the direction of Shion's house when he entered the elevator.

I don't know if she's still sleeping or what.

Speaking of which, didn't Lingyin say she was going to move here these past few days?
………………

'Achoo!'

In the hotel, Hojo Suzune, who was lying on the bed looking at her phone, suddenly sneezed. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she subconsciously reached out to touch her chest.

To be honest, she had been feeling uneasy since last night, as if something big was about to happen.

More importantly, her older sister, Hojo Shione, did not return to the hotel last night.

Although she had told herself beforehand that she was going to the company and might sleep in the hotel that was arranged for her that night, Hojo Suzune still felt that things were not that simple.

Did my sister really go to the company?

Hojo Suzune had some doubts. She had already decided that she would find an opportunity to install a GPS tracker on Shion's phone as well, to prevent this madwoman from going on another rampage and forcing herself on Seiya. Besides, she was supposed to come pick her up to move in today, and it was already 1 PM, so why hadn't Hojo Shion contacted her at all?
Thinking this, Hojo Suzune swayed her legs irritably, her fair and rosy little feet fluttering up and down. Her finger hovered over the phone screen, pointing at Hojo Shion's number.

However, just as the fingertip pressed down, a 'beep' sounded from the doorway.

Hojo Suzune turned her head as if by conditioned reflex.

Her gaze was fixed on the figure walking towards her. It looked somewhat familiar. She narrowed her eyes, able to recognize the person simply by looking at their slender figure.

Sure enough, it was my older sister.

However, unlike before, Hojo Shione brought a small white suitcase with her when she returned to the hotel this time.

While Hojo Shione was bending down to change her shoes, Hojo Suzune got out of bed, walked up to her, and asked directly;
"Where have you been? Why are you only coming back now?"

Upon hearing this, Hojo Shione raised her head, a smile suddenly appearing on her face.

Her gentle smile seemed no different from usual, but Hojo Suzune sensed a different emotion within it. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but it was unsettling, like being awakened from a deep sleep by a bright light, causing her heart to tighten.

Lingyin lowered her eyes, frowned, and pursed her thin lips to savor the taste.

It seems like...smugness?
Suddenly, a series of memories flashed through her mind. She remembered when her sister had deliberately clung to Kiyoya in front of her at home, and when she smiled at her, it felt the same way...

Hojo Shione, oblivious to her sister's odd behavior, lazily raised a hand to brush a strand of hair behind her ear and chuckled softly:
"Hehe, there was a little trouble on the way, and I was really too busy last night. What's wrong?"

"..."

Hearing her sister's inexplicably gentle words, Hojo Suzune felt even more uneasy and couldn't help but lean closer to stare at her face.

The light from the entryway fell on Hojo Shione's face, its cold, bluish hue offering no concealment of her dark circles, which Hojo Suzune noticed immediately.

And there were bloodshot eyes...

"What's wrong with you? Don't tell me you've been working all night."

Seemingly realizing that her younger sister might really find out if things continued like this, Hojo Shione naturally turned her face away, put her handbag on the shelf, pushed her white suitcase aside, and yawned as she passed by her sister:
"I'm so tired, I'm going to take a shower first..."

She paused, then, as if remembering something, continued:
"Don't worry, I told you you can move in today, after I take a shower."

This time, Hojo Suzune was completely rejected, but she wasn't angry. As Hojo Shione walked into the bathroom, the sound of water running over her body and splashing on the floor filled the air...

Hojo Suzune quickly walked to the shelf, took out her sister's phone, and found that the password had been changed.

However, she had already anticipated this scene, so she took out her own phone and her sister's phone, and after using various tools to operate them, she successfully unlocked the phones. She then installed the location system that was installed on Qingzai's phone on her sister's phone as well.

Everything was done in just three minutes.

There is still plenty of time.

She went through her chat history, text messages, and call logs with Kiyoya, and found nothing seriously wrong with the conversations except that they were a bit clingy.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Hojo Suzune noticed again the small suitcase that her sister had placed in the corner.

It's okay, why did you bring a suitcase back?
So this is like helping myself move, and I was worried I wouldn't have enough boxes, so I had a change of heart?

How can it be?

Hojo Suzune grew increasingly curious. She glanced back at the blurry figure through the bathroom screen. She had just finished washing and applying body lotion; she still had time.

With that thought in mind, she walked to her suitcase and carefully opened it.

Since it was just peeking, I should try to restore it to its original state as much as possible, otherwise I'll have to explain myself again if my sister finds out...

As the suitcase was fully opened, Hojo Suzune frowned, vaguely sensing a familiar scent, like the smell after each workout...

But it also seems to have a bloody smell?

With some doubt in her heart, she opened the box completely. However, when she saw what was inside, Hojo Suzune's expression froze.

At that moment, she didn't care whether she could restore things to their original state. Instinctively, she picked up the inner sheet, her fingers trembling as she searched...

Half a minute later, Hojo Suzune's hand suddenly stopped, and then her eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

A cluster of dried, dark blood flowers was reflected in her pure black pupils.

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(End of this chapter)