Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

"Hey! You need to provide evidence before you speak."

Fujino felt a little guilty and straightened his shirt collar.

What a mess...

That was Waka Hanako's reckless behavior!

I didn't try to please her.

But this is something I obviously can't say to Saki...

That's not right.

Fujino suddenly frowned. On what grounds was this guy questioning him?

What are you feeling guilty about!

He cleared his throat: "It's all because you skipped class. The teacher pulled me aside and lectured you for ages, telling me to teach you a lesson."

Upon hearing this, Saki's expression darkened.

"Your scent is way too strong..."

Fujino picked up a French fry, dipped it in ketchup, and handed it to Saki.

"Tsk, what a nuisance, brat."

"Didn't you say you wanted fries?"

Saki didn't reach out to take it; instead, she smiled slightly.

She moved her head slightly and took a bite out of the fries Fujino offered.

Bright red tomato sauce clung to her lips, mixing with the pale pink lip gloss.

Saki licked her lips, smiled at Fujino, and then gestured with her chin toward the ketchup.

It's a good thing that they're willing to feed themselves fries.

Then, she stopped being aggressive and simply looked at Fujino quietly.

She ate the McDonald's he handed her.

Just like the first time I stole leftovers from a convenience store customer.

These fries are awful.

But eating with him seems to be quite nice.

......

The late autumn evening wind was somewhat biting.

Fujino and Saki stood trembling at the entrance of McDonald's.

Fujino tightened his thin woolen trench coat, as the suit underneath was clearly insufficient to keep out the heat.

Only then did he notice Saki beside him.

This silly girl was still wearing her winter school uniform made of wool, but her legs were completely bare.

My knees were already red just a few minutes after I stepped out the door.

"By the way, where do you live now? Let me take you home."

Saki shook her head: "It's too late, Fujino-san."

How could I possibly tell you that I live next door to the convenience store?

That would be too embarrassing.

Fujino hesitated for a moment, then took off his trench coat and draped it over Saki.

"Hey, even junior high school boys would walk their female classmates home at this time, right?"

"address."

Saki's face was flushed red, perhaps from the cold wind.

"No... there's really no need, Fujino-san, thank you for the trench coat."

Saki turned and left, clutching her trench coat tightly.

At that moment, she felt that the warmth this light trench coat provided was even more impressive than that of an electric heater.

She quickened her pace, not daring to look back at Fujino, afraid he would call her back and demand the dress.

It's great to have received the trench coat.

Today it can keep me warm, and next time I can find an excuse to return it to him.

That way, he won't be able to leave you easily.

Oh......

I'm such a bad woman.

Even though she's an emotional black hole, only able to drain the enthusiasm of those around her, why does she still crave Fujino-san's reliability?

Hearing Fujino calling from behind, she continued running towards the tram station with her head down.

Saki returned to her loyal family.

Lying in her familiar spot, even though she was still wearing Fujino's trench coat, she still felt a sense of emptiness.

She subconsciously touched her cheek.

It's wet.

When did you start crying?

When did you first feel the sense of crisis?

Was it when you saw Hanako's lip print?

She wrapped her trench coat tighter, pressed her face against the gap between her arms and the table, and could no longer hold back her tears.

It wasn't time for the store to be unmanned yet, and the convenience store was still bustling with people.

But this is Tokyo.

No one went up to ask the girl why she was crying.

People have long been used to indifference.

Ding dong ding dong ding dong, ding dong ding dong ding—

The welcome bell rang at the front door of the house.

Saki didn't look up, nor did she stop crying.

It's just one more person watching the show, so what!

A long bench was pulled out beside him, and a person slowly sat down, the sound of chewing bamboo skewers coming from his mouth.

Saki sobbed, unable to help but sigh...

Are there really people in Tokyo who are so bad at reading the room?

Why did you have to sit down next to a crying girl?

"Oh, so that's why you're crying so much. Are you sleeping at the convenience store tonight?"

When Saki heard the sound, she thought she was hallucinating.

She looked up and saw Fujino grinning broadly, holding a bamboo wand in his hand and handing it to her.

"Saki-chan, it was my carelessness; I didn't notice your situation."

Saki still had some tears on her face, but her sobbing had clearly subsided.

The smudged earth-toned eyeshadow and mascara around her eyes had turned into a black blob.

"Don't look... Fujino-san, please, don't look at me."

She raised her hand and covered her face.

Her voice was also completely different from her usual arrogant manner, conveying a sense of fragility and impending collapse.

"Come on, let's go home first. It's not big, but it'll be enough for you to stay in for now."

Fujino made this important decision as casually as if he were talking about having miso soup for lunch tomorrow.

Upon hearing this, Saki lowered her head.

Her shoulders were trembling, and she kept rubbing her eyes.

Damn it!

These damn tears just won't stop, they keep flowing!

She removed her hands from her eyes and looked up at Fujino.

"You don't think you're so handsome, do you? Saying things that are so easily misunderstood!"

Fujino chuckled and waved his hand dismissively.

"Saki-chan, you said you'd tell me if you encounter any difficulties!"

"I'll talk to my professor tomorrow and suggest you come back to work at the hospital."

Why?

"What? Why? Aren't we friends yet?"

Saki stopped responding to Fujino's words, pursing her lips as if she had made up her mind.

She stood up and rushed into Fujino's arms, nuzzling against his chest.

Fujino's light blue shirt was covered in black mascara and wet tear stains.

This time he did not hesitate, gently embracing Saki and patting her back.

"It will be alright..."

......

I don't know if things will get better in the future.

But at this moment they face a crucial problem.

Fujino and Saki stood in their apartment, which was less than 30 square meters.

There is only one bed in this dilapidated house.

Who's sleeping on the floor?

Fujino scratched his head; it wasn't him anyway.

Saki pulled another piece of paper from her bag and wiped the stains on Fujino's shirt, just like she had done when she walked over.

"Fujino-san, I'm sorry, I got your clothes dirty."

"Rather than clothes..."

Fujino looked helplessly at Saki, who had put down her bag and was lying on the bed: "How come you're so skilled at this?"

This was her third time visiting Fujino's house.

I wouldn't say I'm an expert, but I'm not a complete newcomer either.

Besides, she's slept in this bed before.

I was sleeping with someone who was sleeping like a log.

Since Fujino-san has let the wolf into the house, then don't blame her for taking over the nest!

Hehehehehe!

"Fujino-san,"

Saki lay face down on the bed, her legs unconsciously bending and straightening.

She turned her head to look at Fujino, three buttons of her shirt undone, revealing a faint, not-so-deep scar.

Her skirt rubbed against the bed, almost revealing her entire thigh.

"Hey, you only have one bed."

She patted the empty bed next to her and revealed a sly smile.

"Shall we sleep together tonight?"