Tokyo: I was tricked into marrying a yandere ghost

Asagiri Yuko originally planned to endure it for the time being and secretly call the police after Noguchi Yuji left.

But what she didn't expect was that Yuji Noguchi, who was blinded by his loss, wanted more than she had imagined. He not only robbed her of the money, but also took the registration certificate of the izakaya. Although, given his current status, he couldn't sell it even if he took it.

However, some unregulated loan sharks don't care about all that; as long as they have the goods, that's all that matters.

In an attempt to stop Yuji Noguchi, the two inevitably clashed, resulting in her injury and hospitalization.

But Asagiri An was still hiding at home. She was worried that something might happen to her daughter, so she asked Kiyokawa Kiri to go and take care of her.

But clearly, the latter has its own plans...

To prevent any accidents from happening to Asagiri An, he sent an email to Kawakami Tomie, briefly explaining the situation. He then asked her to go to Senpou-fun izakaya while he quickly hid in the hospital's inpatient ward, in an empty restroom.

His task was simple: find Yuji Noguchi's whereabouts.

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Meanwhile, inside a pachinko parlor in Shinjuku Ward.

Yuji Noguchi, his face ashen, pushed open the door and walked out; he had already gambled away all the money he had on him.

Although it sounds absurd, after all, he had just robbed Asagiri Yuko of her money and even used her bank card to withdraw all her savings from an ATM, but those hundreds of thousands of yen only lasted him less than two hours of gambling.

This is what a gambling addict truly looks like.

These hundreds of thousands of yen were money that Asagiri Yuko had saved up through months of hard work.

In Yuji Noguchi's hands, they were all sent out in just two hours.

"Those bastards definitely used underhanded tactics..."

Walking down the street, a gust of cold wind made Yuji Noguchi shiver.

He gritted his teeth, his face full of resentment, and then realized that he might have been tricked. Otherwise, how could he have lost all his money so quickly without winning a single game in the middle of the night?

Those bastards must have done it.

Yuji Noguchi was somewhat unwilling. He had known all along that the mastermind behind the card game was the owner of the pachinko parlor.

It is said that the other party not only has the backing of yakuza forces, but also frequently organizes scams to prey on greedy gamblers.

But Yuji Noguchi still refused to give up. He felt that such things could happen anywhere. Playing cards was like buying stocks. Stocks also go up and down... Everyone knows to sell at the highest point, but no one knows when the avalanche will start.

For someone with a severe gambling addiction like him, this is a similar situation now.

He knew that the group was setting him up to fleece him, but he still wanted to keep playing because he thought he was a smart man. He thought that if he was fooled this time, he would definitely be able to stop earlier next time. As long as he didn't get carried away like he did tonight, and he knew when to quit while he was ahead, he wouldn't keep losing!

That's right, that's definitely it!

"There's still a chance... If we go to the Tsunekawa Group, we might be able to exchange that izakaya for some money."

Yuji Noguchi bit his thumb, feeling somewhat anxious.

He was only missing enough start-up capital to turn his life around. He had figured out the methods of those people, and if he could do it a few more times, he would definitely be able to get back all the money he had lost before!

No, we have to go find the Hengchuan Group, which is in charge of lending, right now!

Yuji Noguchi took a deep breath and then decided to take a detour to Nishi-Shinjuku.

It was already past four in the morning, and the streets of Tokyo were completely deserted, with not a single pedestrian in sight, not even a passing vehicle.

Only the pale moonlight was slowly obscured by thick clouds, and the dim yellow light of the roadside lamps shone on the bumpy road. The cold wind was bleak, making one's skin crawl with goosebumps.

But Yuji Noguchi's steps were light, and he was even inexplicably excited, with his facial muscles slightly contorted.

He walked faster and faster, almost wanting to run so he could get the money as quickly as possible.

Until he saw a figure standing under the flickering streetlights in the distance, staring straight at him.

"?"

Yuji Noguchi slowed his pace. He hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and hurried along the side of the street, trying to carefully avoid the other person. This was the survival instinct of a scoundrel like him.

Because of debts, he was often beaten, and after being beaten so many times, he became this subservient and timid person when dealing with strangers.

It seems that only when facing Asagiri Yuuko can he regain his dignity... Kiyokawa Kirito calls this kind of person scum.

"Noguchi, Yuuji..."

He suddenly spoke up, stopping Noguchi Yuji, who was planning to take a detour.

The other person stopped abruptly, looking at the silhouette of the figure standing in the middle of the road with a look of surprise and uncertainty. It wasn't until the flickering streetlights gradually stabilized and illuminated the handsome but indifferent face of the young man that he realized that the other person was the "employee" he had met a few days ago.

He was initially a little nervous, but his suppressed feelings immediately eased.

Then, his expression turned menacing, and he said sternly, "Did that bitch send you here to collect money?"

"You idiot, I'm just taking back what's rightfully mine, do you even know that...?"

Before he could finish his threatening words, Kiyokawa Kiri walked towards him with a gloomy expression.

Seeing the other person's increasingly cold gaze, the curse that Noguchi Yuji was about to utter suddenly stuck in his throat.

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, but he still forced a smile and said, "What do you want to do? I'm warning you, don't mess around, or I'll..."

Yuji Noguchi also wanted to bring up the names of a few yakuza figures to see if he could intimidate the other party.

Unfortunately, Kiyokawa Kirito didn't buy it at all.

He had promised Miss Mary that he would provide more blood after tonight in exchange for the whereabouts of Yuji Noguchi, and he made sure there were no surveillance cameras or passersby around before he appeared here with no fear.

"You should be glad this isn't an intersection, but it doesn't really matter anyway..."

Kiyokawa Kiri pressed closer and closer, forcing Noguchi Yuji back to a closed shop.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped forward, grabbed the other man's collar, and then delivered a vicious knee strike.

Yuji Noguchi groaned and arched his body like a boiled shrimp.

Large beads of sweat kept sliding down his face, which turned as red as a liver color. He was about to beg for mercy when Kiyokawa Mist had no intention of stopping and kicked him solidly in the stomach again.

boom!

Bang bang bang!

A dull thud came from the shop's roller shutter door.

Yuji Noguchi, a guy who often stays up all night gambling, is physically fragile.

After a few kicks, he lay on the ground, barely alive, like a dead dog.

Seeing the other party's disheveled appearance, Kiyokawa Kiri's eyes revealed a hint of disgust, and then, still not satisfied, she kicked him a few more times.

Such scum deserves to die!