I became the emperor in the comic book series.

"So, you want me to go with you to see her tomorrow?"

"This whole thing started because of you. If you hadn't inexplicably used my account to contact Su Shi, this wouldn't have happened. I had already blocked her, but you deliberately unblocked her!"

“You’re right. From that perspective, I do have a responsibility, and I should go with you.” Higashino Akira nodded, not denying that he was a reasonable person. But then he changed the subject, “However, Xiangzi can’t just go to see her friends like this. Even if I’m with her, don’t forget that you weren’t wearing anything when you turned back into a human.”

Shoko Toyokawa realized that this guy was up to no good again and wanted to play a trick on her, which annoyed her.

"Give me a kiss, beg me, and I'll get it ready for you."

The girl gritted her teeth, her fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly. After several hesitations, she finally steeled herself and reluctantly leaned closer to him, her soft lips lightly touching his cheek before parting.

Please.

His tone was completely devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

Ruan Nuo Xiao Xiang is very unhappy to serve you.

"Alas, I am too kind to refuse Xiangzi's request."

Akira Higashino smiled.

"From now on, you're not allowed to touch me, pinch me, or put your fingers inside me!"

Without hesitation, Higashino Akira replied, "I refuse!"

"Humph!"

Shoko Toyokawa angrily turned her head and lay down with her back to the guy.

Saying that they couldn't refuse the request was all a lie!

As for the kiss just now, well, even worse things have already happened.

What's more, the opportunity for me to become a human was actually with this guy.

For Toyokawa Shoko, who received a privileged upbringing, she was not exactly conservative or traditional, but at least she wasn't the kind of realist who could ignore everything that happened to her or the dissolute woman who didn't care about it.

Higashino Akira did not hide many things from her.

Toyokawa Shoko disliked his dissolute lifestyle, keeping a mistress at a young age, and also disliked his emotional detachment even when he relaxed in private. It seemed that rationality always overwhelmed the sentimentality of realism.

But she knew that even if she had the chance to break free of the curse and no longer be tormented by being forced to become a cat, she probably wouldn't be able to forget everything that had happened to her and try to accept other people.

Whether out of gratitude or influenced by traditional concepts of chastity.

When Higashino Akira turned off the lights and effortlessly pulled the girl into his arms, she didn't refuse to get closer, except for a slight stiffness in her body as she didn't allow him to cross that final line.

The next day, Higashino Akira met Kawasaki Saki at the mall, unusually not because he wanted to harass her.

But it would be better to be chiseled.

Saki Kawasaki thought to herself, "It's outrageous to have a woman help a man with whom she has an intimate relationship choose clothes for another woman, including underwear."

Although she knew this person's attitude and understood that she had no choice and could not escape, Kawasaki Saki resigned herself to treating this relationship as a situation that might last a lifetime, and tried her best to accept it, so that at least she wouldn't feel so bad.

But this happened just as I was about to accept it…

Even though it was an unequal relationship maintained solely by money, Saki Kawasaki couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

The girl she had never met was about the same height as her, but slightly less developed physically, which at least gave her some comfort.

After all, she was paid to do this, so even though she was a little emotional, Kawasaki Saki still carefully helped him choose nice and suitable clothes, and finally brought the whole outfit to Higashino Akira's side.

"It's all better now."

"Not enough, pick two more sets."

Looking at her somewhat indifferent face, Higashino Akira gently shook his head. "You forgot to pick one for yourself too. Since it's on the way, why not pick one for my sister as well?"

Although Miko's Buddhist prayer beads didn't serve any great purpose, at least she had the intention, which Higashino Akira couldn't ignore.

Upon hearing Higashino Akira's words, Kawasaki Saki, who had initially been somewhat indifferent, softened her gaze with a complex expression.

She didn't intend to accept it for granted and directly refused, saying that she had clothes at home to change into and didn't need to buy new ones. Then, Higashino Akira lowered his head and gently kissed her, silencing all the rest of her words. Her face flushed, she was pushed around and obediently went to choose clothes.

This person is really something, still outside, with so many people coming and going and watching, how embarrassing!

Isn't he shy?

The girl's cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes were shy.

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P.S.: I'm sleepy, I'll take a nap and continue writing when I wake up. Thank you all for your support. If you think it's okay, I hope you can use any free items you don't need, the platform's free recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, or even blades (a form of online communication) for me. Every bit of encouragement is my motivation to keep going. Some big shots have given me rewards for this book before, and I should have added more chapters to thank them, but I can't update too quickly during the new book period. I still have to repay the chapters that haven't been repaid for the recommendation tickets and rewards. I'll have to wait a while and repay them slowly. Please understand.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Realistic Gunfight Game

Akira Higashino doesn't like shopping, nor does he enjoy constantly changing clothes or shopping. He is a person who is focused on one thing and hates wasting time.

But this time is different.

It didn't take him long to buy clothes for Toyokawa Shoko and Miko, but he spent most of the day browsing in the shopping mall and surprisingly didn't find it boring at all; instead, he found new enjoyment in it.

A real-life version of Love Nikki is great, we should play it!

If it were just about buying clothes for someone, Akira Higashino might not find it interesting, but if the clothes are bought to provide emotional value to that person, then that's great.

We must choose carefully!

If given the chance, few guys could resist the urge to choose a skin that appeals to their beloved car.

After all, this is a big deal that affects the driving experience!

"This set is good!"

"A maid is great! I'll buy a maid outfit!"

"Black stockings are an attack speed item, we need to consider that!"

"Hmm... these cute cotton over-the-knee socks are pretty too!"

"Kawasaki, I like cats, so please wear those cat ears and tail too."

"Hiss..., are there really shops like this? This is too wicked! I have to go in and give them a good critique!"

The girl walked ahead with her head down, her face almost completely red, without saying a word.

When she heard this guy's last request, she couldn't help but stop in her tracks, turn around, and glare at him with a mixture of shyness and reproach.

Well, it seems the girl really doesn't want to go to this store. Higashino Akira looked at the poor clothes with their meager fabrics that deserved harsh criticism with some regret.

She was still a little reserved. Even though they were practically an old married couple and had long since worked things out, she knew exactly how to cooperate with each other with just a gentle tap.

However, Akira Higashino did not force it, believing that there would be a chance when their feelings deepened over time.

Moreover, Saki Kawasaki's shyness, her tendency to hum at the beginning and forcibly hold back, and her subsequent inability to resist tilting her head back and meowing, all contribute to her adorable charm.

After the two walked out of the mall carrying large and small bags of clothing, Kawasaki Saki emerged from her shyness and couldn't help but feel annoyed as she looked at the various clothes she was carrying.

"It's all your fault for buying so much at once. I don't know how to explain it to my family, especially with so many of those kinds of clothes. If they see them, I'm doomed."

"What's the big deal?" Higashino Akira smiled as he looked at her gloomy expression and waved to the side.

A private car that was driving slowly nearby quickly pulled over and stopped on the side of the road.

"Let's go, get in the car first."

That's right, this car was bought by Akira Higashino to use for commuting in the city, mainly to avoid encountering him again like before, bringing Saki Kawasaki out in the middle of the night and stopping at the station.

Although he didn't have a lot of money, that was in comparison to the amount spent on large purchases like houses and land. If it was just for regular daily expenses, like buying a few cars that weren't even luxury cars, he wouldn't be able to spend it all.

The driver is also a re-employed individual, which makes it easier to provide close protection, instead of everyone always having to hide in the dark and be on guard.

After picking up Saki Kawasaki, the two of them went to the house in Shimokitazawa that Akira Higashino and the professionals had cleaned the day before.

After he left yesterday, he arranged for someone to clean the place thoroughly and replace all the furniture and other items that needed replacing. Now that the risk of supernatural elements has been eliminated, it's ready for move-in.

Upon entering the house, Akira Higashino tossed a key to Saki Kawasaki.

“It’s inconvenient to go to the hotel every time, so let’s meet here from now on. We can leave the clothes here that are inconvenient to take home.”

"When you go back later, write down the driver's phone number and contact him to arrange transportation when you come and go."

Although she was practically being kept, and the man paid her on time every month, Kawasaki Saki never really had a direct sense of how rich he was.

After all, his usual attire is not extravagant, so it's hard to tell anything from it.

Until now, this sudden, unexpected thing—a driver providing transportation, and even preparing a house specifically for the convenience of doing *that* kind of thing…

Saki Kawasaki suddenly felt a little dazed, as if she were living in some melodramatic TV series.

Will there be more storylines in the future, such as the wife discovering something is wrong and catching the husband cheating, or the wife, unable to bear it any longer, showing a bank card with lots of money in it and telling the wife to leave on her own?

Kawasaki Saki's mind was still a bit muddled, and she was lost in thought when Higashino Akira picked her up and scooped a few bags from the sofa, heading towards the bedroom.

This snapped her out of her daze. To steady herself, she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, sighed, and gave him a speechless look.

"Those clothes haven't been washed yet! You can't use them directly."

"It's alright, I can still annihilate the enemy without these peripherals!"

Upon hearing this, Higashino Akira casually tossed the packaging bags aside, carried Kawasaki Saki into the bedroom, and kicked the door shut behind him.

This was truly a one-night stand worth a fortune. It was a one-time thing, and for the next month or so, he wouldn't be in Tokyo, so he wouldn't have a chance to duo queue with anyone.

Switching to the sniper rifle, equipping the core item—a silencer—and loading bullets, she forced the enemy to disarm. After several back-and-forth exchanges, penetrating deep into the enemy's territory, she held out for nearly half an hour. Seeing that her retreat was about to fail, Kawasaki Saki finally couldn't hold back any longer and first exposed an opening. Higashino Akira seized a crucial moment, aimed at her Yongquan acupoint, and fired a shot that hit the bullseye, declaring her defeat.

Seeing that Kawasaki Saki was still unwilling to accept defeat and had the strength to fight again, Higashino Akira was on fire and decisively sent an invitation to play another game with her. After another round of back-and-forth, Kawasaki Saki, as the defender, was ultimately no match for Higashino Akira, who was on the attacking side and had a deeper understanding of the map. He skillfully circled around and turned his back to her, giving her a close-range kill.

After losing another game, Kawasaki Saki let out an adorable wail of defeat, collapsed onto the bed, buried her pretty face in the pillow, and complained that she was being a spoiled brat, saying she would put it on the tab and that it would happen next time, which meant she didn't want to continue playing games with him now.

Ha, you little greenhorn!

Even though he was already at his lowest point and the outcome of another match was uncertain, the victor, Akira Higashino, still confidently launched his sarcastic remarks.

Kawasaki Saki is nothing, just two sets of characters she took with her.

Such a ruthless attitude naturally angered people, and the girl was no exception. She angrily pulled the blanket over her head and complained softly, "Anyway, he doesn't only have her as a game friend. It's too mean to bully her alone when he knows she's bad. At least we should take turns."

Kawasaki Saki wasn't unfamiliar with physiology classes; no one could withstand such high-intensity gaming every day. However, this wicked guy would only engage in battle with her every three to five days, always fully energized and ready to unleash all his firepower upon her after conserving his energy.

If she came every day, she would recover much faster as a woman, and she definitely wouldn't lose so badly every time.

If it only happens once a week or even once every two weeks at most, then she won't be the only one losing, and it won't be so embarrassing.

Kawasaki Saki didn't believe this man would seriously date. Besides his sister, she had bought him clothes for another girl today, who she didn't know, covering everything from the inside out. She didn't know what their relationship was.

Since they're all being supported, why is she the only one who gets called up to fight every time?

Unhappy...

睡覺。

Chapter Twenty-Nine: I, Suyu

In the afternoon, Kawasaki Saki slowly woke up, sat up in bed, and then lazily stretched.

She glanced at the man beside her who was taking a nap with his eyes closed.

She wrinkled her nose at him and made a face.

Just then, Akira Higashino, who wasn't particularly sleepy to begin with, opened his eyes, saw this scene, and smiled.

"So cute!"

Akira Higashino's praise is always very straightforward; if something is good, it is good, and he doesn't hide his liking for it.

Such direct words instantly shattered the aloofness that Kawasaki Saki was trying to maintain, causing the girl's fair face to flush red in an instant. She hurriedly grabbed some clothes, put them on, and got out of bed, too embarrassed to stay with him any longer, afraid that this not-so-likable guy would say something embarrassing again.

Soon, the sound of running water filled the bathroom.

Akira Higashino wasn't in a hurry to get out of bed. After all, his physical strength was stronger than Saki Kawasaki's. While Saki Kawasaki was so exhausted after the game that she would fall asleep immediately, Akira Higashino still had the energy to take a shower and rehydrate before resting.

After the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and quite a while later, the washing machine started running again, and Higashino Akira slowly got up.

Pushing open the door, I saw Kawasaki Saki agonizing at the doorway.

Upon seeing Higashino Akira emerge, Kawasaki Saki quickly brought her legs together, not daring to engage in another match with him, as it was already late and it would soon be dark!

She didn't expect to waste so much time before leaving home today, as she hadn't told her family beforehand that she wouldn't be coming home tonight.

"Um, I'll come and get the sheets and the clothes I just washed."

This is a private residence, unlike a hotel. No one comes to clean and change the clothes regularly. After such a fierce battle, if we leave without cleaning it properly, who knows what kind of smell it will have next time we come.

"it is good."