Tokyo: I was tricked into marrying a yandere ghost

"Golden Week?"

"Hmm... I don't have any plans for Golden Week. Where would you like to go?"

"Even if you ask me, I don't know. I was originally planning to stay in Tokyo... I understand. I'll try to come see you when I have time. By the way, why haven't you come to school these past few days?"

Kiyokawa Kiri, who had just finished showering, lay on the bed, absentmindedly drying her hair while chatting with a girl on the phone.

Kayako Kawamata went back before he took a shower, perfectly missing the moment he made the phone call.

Otherwise, if the other party notices this, I'll probably be in trouble...

Tomorrow marks the start of the longest holiday outside of summer and winter breaks. This year, it will last eleven days, almost two weeks.

An eleven-day holiday is a significant one anywhere.

Moreover, this is not the limit for Japan. Japanese holidays are known for being "short in duration but frequent in number." Most holidays are not very long, but they have a wide variety of holidays, which can add up to more than 100 days in total.

In other words, there are regular holidays every month.

No wonder Japanese people often say that the Heisei generation is really wasted. Some companies may not give everyone a holiday, but students definitely do.

After drying her hair, Kiyokawa Kiri wanted to continue chatting with Kawakami Tomie for a while, but just then, the landline rang.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to ask Kawakami Tomie to wait a moment while he went to answer the landline phone.

"Feed?"

"Hello, are you Kiyokawa Kiri... Kiyokawa-san?"

The voice on the phone was an unfamiliar male voice, and the surrounding environment was very noisy, so I couldn't hear it clearly.

Only a select few people know Kiyokawa Kirito's landline and mobile phone numbers, and he doesn't have his home phone number in the phone book of the nearby public phone booths, so he rarely gets called.

Therefore, upon hearing this unfamiliar male voice, Kiyokawa Kiri frowned slightly and asked in confusion:

"It's me... Excuse me, who are you?"

"Hello, I'm Komori Hirakawa, a patrolman from the East Exit checkpoint in Shinjuku Ward." The other person gave an unexpected reply, followed by something even more astonishing: "What is your relationship with Asagiri Yuuko?"

Kiyokawa Kiri's pupils contracted slightly.

As if realizing something, he said very quickly, "I'm her employee, uh... and also a distant cousin of hers. What happened to her?"

"It's like this, Ms. Asagiri is currently in the hospital..."

The other party offered an explanation that was as tactful as possible.

But Kiyokawa Kiri was completely deaf to any of that. Upon realizing that Asagiri Yuko was in trouble, the image of that beast Noguchi Kumaji immediately flashed into his mind, and his face darkened instantly.

He didn't have time to think about anything else. After quickly finding out the location from the patrol, he hurriedly changed his clothes and went out.

I didn't kill Yuji Noguchi before because I was too soft-hearted...

Kiyokawa Kiri's face was terribly pale. He hadn't expected Noguchi Kumaji to act like a madman, breaking into Asagiri's house in the middle of the night and even injuring Asagiri Yuko... He should have listened to Omi Chika and killed that guy on the spot.

The hospital wasn't far away. Kiyokawa hailed a taxi and arrived in less than half an hour.

He hurriedly told the nurse at the front desk her name, Asagiri Yuko, and then found her ward. He saw Asagiri Yuko lying exhausted on the bed, with two nurses accompanying her in the ward.

When Kiyokawa Kiri saw Asagiri Yuuko's haggard face, he was immediately startled and quickly stepped forward, saying:

"Ms. Asagiri, are you alright?"

"Qingchuan-kun..."

Asagiri Yuko looked at her reliable "younger brother" and her beautiful eyes immediately reddened.

The beautiful woman's haggard appearance evoked pity in people.

Moreover, the two patrolmen in the room had already learned what had happened from Asagiri Yuuko, and couldn't help but feel some sympathy for her.

One of the patrolmen, a young man with a baby face, stepped forward, patted Kiyokawa Kiri on the shoulder, and comforted him:

"Don't worry, Ms. Asagiri is fine. She just accidentally fell during the argument and shoving, and her head hit the wall slightly... The doctor examined her and found that she didn't have a concussion or any other aftereffects. She's just a little shaken up."

"It's good that you're alright..."

Hearing this, Kiyokawa Kiri breathed a sigh of relief.

Even so, he still didn't forget to ask the patrol officer about Yuji Noguchi, but he received an answer that annoyed him. Noguchi had disappeared somewhere, and although a case could be filed, it was impossible to find him so quickly.

No wonder everyone says the Japanese police are useless...

Kiyokawa Kiri's eyes twitched slightly; she never expected to experience the incompetence of the Japanese police once again.

But this is for the best.

No one knows where Noguchi Yuji is right now, but figuring out his whereabouts isn't difficult for Kiyokawa Kirito—he has many ways to make Noguchi Yuji disappear without a trace...

"Kiyokawa-kun."

Just then, Asagiri Yuko suddenly tugged at Kiyokawa Kiri's sleeve.

She said weakly, "Xiao Xing... no, could you please take care of that cat?"

"Does Ms. Asagiri have a cat at home?"

This statement immediately caught the attention of the two patrolmen, who had previously checked the Asagiri family's residence and found no pets.

Asagiri Yuko's eyes darted away. She didn't dare to tell the truth. If the patrol found out she had a daughter, they would definitely take her to make a statement, which would easily expose Asagiri An's identity. So she didn't dare to say it openly until now.

Fortunately, Kiyokawa Kiri understood what she meant and immediately took over the conversation:

"Xiao Xing is a stray cat from the neighborhood. We were planning to adopt her, but we haven't seen her playing anywhere these past two days... Don't worry, Ms. Asagiri, I'll keep an eye out for her later."

"Stray cats..."

The baby-faced patrolman looked at Kiyokawa Kiri with a strange expression, then glanced at Asagiri Yuko.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt like there was something more to their conversation. Could it be that the two of them were actually... in that kind of relationship?

The baby-faced patrolman suspected he might have guessed the truth, after all, the two men's eyes were very strange.

Kiyokawa Kiri's eyes seemed to say, "Don't worry, leave it to me," "It's alright now, I'll protect you," while Asagiri Yuuko's expression was a complex mix of gratitude, shame, and unease, making it impossible to understand their relationship.

However, considering that Kiyokawa Kiri was the first person Asagiri Yuko contacted besides her ex-husband, she was surprised.

Then I recalled the slightly anxious tone in Kiyokawa Kiri's voice when she received the phone call earlier.

hiss......

The baby-faced inspector took a slight breath, becoming even more certain of his guess.

That's right, it's definitely a case of a small horse pulling a large cart.

No wonder that after being bullied by her ex-husband, Asagiri Yuko didn't seek help from other relatives, but instead called Kiyokawa Kiri.