Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 168 Missing

Chapter 168 Missing
Starting a company is not an easy thing. Shiratori Seiya basically drove around all day, researching information in the morning and going to AE Company in the afternoon to learn about their products, while also picking up Iguchi and Ezue.

He directly paid Iguchi Kazue a salary of 300,000 yen. There were two reasons why he brought Iguchi Kazue over.

One reason is that she knows too much today. Shiratori Seiya is unusually vigilant in his career, adhering to the principle of never making any mistakes. He feels that the best way to shut her up, besides making her disappear from the world, is to bring her over to serve him.

Another reason is that Kazue Iguchi is indeed a genius and a lucky charm. I originally only had a concept and was not sure if it could be realized, but her words saved me at least ten times the cost. If you include the profit, it would bring me hundreds of times the profit.

Hiring her for 300,000 yen a month, Shiratori Seiya felt it wasn't a bad deal.

After leaving AE, he asked someone to help him register another company.

Normally, only one director is needed to open a company in Japan. However, when Shiratori Seiya filled in the registration information, he filled in Hojo Shione's information in the shareholder column.

She serves as both a director and legal representative, with only one shareholder, Hojo Shione.

The reason I filled in her name was not for any other reason than that she gave me 130 million yen.

Although Shion didn't say it directly, Shiratori Seiya felt that this was probably all of her assets.

She has so much confidence in herself that she has nothing to worry about.

Of course, if the shares were allocated according to the financing, she should have owned 99 percent of the shares, but in fact, Shiratori Seiya gave her 40 percent of the shares.

Based on the financing allocation, he decided to use only the amount of money that Xiyin had.

After doing all this, it was completely dark. Shiratori Seiya got into the car, and his stomach started growling.

He was busy all day and only had a quick bite at noon.

But after thinking about it, I still called Hojo Shione before driving.

The call was almost disconnected when it was finally answered, and a familiar voice came through the phone:

"Hello? Kiyo..."

Even through the phone screen, he could tell that the other person seemed very happy. Even without seeing her, Shiratori Seiya could imagine Shione's smiling face.

However, if you listen carefully, it's not hard to notice that Shione's voice sounds somewhat languid and tired. Shiratori Seiya unconsciously frowned and asked:
"Xiyin, are you very busy today?"

"Hmm... Why does Kiyoya ask that? Oh, is it because of my voice?"

"Ah."

"There's nothing I can do about it. Recently, the company has seen that I have no intention of renewing my contract, so they've completely dropped the pretense and started squeezing out my remaining value. I did three gigs today and I'm still on my way. Tomorrow, I have to do a guest appearance as the opening act at a company idol concert..."

Hojo Shione closed her eyes, leaned back on the car sofa, and chatted with Shiratori Seiya about the past two days with a light laugh.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It's alright, isn't that what being an idol is all about? What, Kiyoya, are you feeling sorry for me?"

As Hojo Shione spoke, her smile deepened, and she slowly lowered her other hand, closing her eyes as her face unconsciously flushed.

"Even though I feel sorry for you, I can't take your schedule... You still need to get more rest. Actually, given the current situation, even if you slack off, the company won't do anything to you, so there's no need to exhaust yourself like this..."

Is it really necessary to make yourself so tired?
Of course it's necessary, you idiot Kiyoshi.

Let you know how tired I am, and feel sorry for me. Even if I'm even more tired, it's all worth it.

Thinking this, Hojo Shione tightened her grip on her fingers, making the flush on her face even more noticeable in the shadows.

"Qing Zai?"

"Ok?"

Can you call me by my name?

"what?"

"Can you say you love me?"

On the phone, Hojo Shione's voice became increasingly seductive, her words rising and falling with hot breaths. Shiratori Seiya unconsciously frowned and asked:

Why does your voice sound so strange?

"Hehe, because I miss you so much, Kiyoya..."

As Hojo Shione spoke, she moved the phone screen away from her ear, put on her headphones, and turned on the phone's camera:
"Kiyoshi, can you see me?" "..."

Upon hearing this, Shiratori Seiya also took his phone away from his ear. Seeing the girl's alluring gaze on the video screen, he unconsciously opened his mouth and said:
"Xiyin, you..."

"Hmm~ I'm so tired, Kiyoya. Can I just watch you like this? Just for a little while, it'll be over soon..."

"Xiyin, aren't you still in the car?"

"Well, it doesn't matter."

As Hojo Shione spoke, she looked up at Fukada, who was driving, but instead of paying attention, she quickened her pace.

She bit her lip, trying her best not to make a sound...

Shiratori Seiya stared blankly at the beautiful girl in the video, then fell silent.

He truly hadn't expected Xiyin to act this way...

"Hmm~"

Suddenly, a melodious groan rang in my ears. In the video, Hojo Shione collapsed onto the back bench, her thin shoulders twitching slightly and her face flushed.

Fukada, who was driving ahead, naturally heard the sound. He couldn't help but look up at the rearview mirror, then pretended nothing had happened and kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

"..."

Nearly half a minute later, Hojo Shione seemed to have recovered, looking at the boy on the screen with dazed eyes, and said:

"Kiyoshi, I miss you."

Ever since she tasted the sweetness of love last time, Hojo Shione found herself as if she had opened Pandora's box, and her longing for Shiratori Seiya grew stronger every day.

In fact, this was the first time she had done this in the car.

Previously, it was always in the bedroom, bathroom, or sofa in the living room at home...

Sometimes when I'm doing my homework, I find myself thinking of Shiratori Seiya without even realizing it.

She had originally planned to see Shiratori Seiya after she finished this busy period, but now it seemed she couldn't wait any longer...

For a moment, Shiratori Seiya didn't know what to say, so he simply avoided the topic and said directly:

"Ahem, Xiyin, I just registered a company today. I'm the director and legal representative. I've filled out a 40% share allocation for you... according to the financing ratio. When you give me any extra money, just give me a bank account number and I'll transfer it to you..."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Hojo Shione looked puzzled and said softly:

"But Kiyoya, isn't Shion's money your money? Giving that money to Kiyoya is giving it to you, Kiyoya. How you use it is your business. Actually, it wouldn't be a problem even if you didn't give me the shares..."

Between the lines, Hojo Shione's feelings couldn't be clearer: everything I have belongs to Kiyoya, so you can do whatever you want with me.

Even though she doesn't have a legitimate identity right now, she's willing to do this...

The more she said that, the more guilty Shiratori Seiya felt. He sighed and said:

"That's not how it works..."

"Why can't it be calculated that way? Anyway, it was my own choice..."

Hojo Shione, unusually, retorted with a single sentence, then pursed her lips and said softly:

"Kiyoshi, if you really feel bad about it, then come visit me when you have time..."

"Ah."

Shiratori Seiya nodded. In fact, it was impossible for him not to react during his short video call with Shion, especially when he saw her Ziwei.

"By the way, Kiyoya, Suzune moved in yesterday afternoon. How is she doing today?"

Upon hearing this, Shiratori Seiya was taken aback, then abruptly sat up straight in the driver's seat, his brows furrowed as he asked:

"what?"

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(End of this chapter)

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