Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

There was no system-certified, sincere apology.

This woman's current weakness is probably just an act!

Therefore, Fujino put away his cheap sympathy and watched Saki's performance with great interest.

"Sir, please let me go! I was truly bewitched!"

She grabbed Fujino's pants, tears and snot flowing like a river.

Fujino looked at her coldly.

After her recent appearance on camera, Saki revealed her slender collarbone and one shoulder.

Her hair was disheveled, her eye makeup was smudged into a red haze, and she kept sobbing while tugging at Fujino's trouser leg.

"Saki-chan, you don't just know you're wrong."

"You know you're going to be at my mercy for the rest of your life."

Fujino's voice was devoid of any emotion.

Because he hadn't yet received a sincere apology from Saki.

"What exactly do you want! My body?"

Upon hearing this, Saki was taken aback at first, then prepared to unbutton the few buttons on her shirt, her face full of determination.

She had long been fed up with this precarious existence.

It's not impossible to let this sucker become your wallet.

After all, he's... fairly handsome.

Fujino's hand landed on her small hand that was tearing at the buttons, firmly stopping her actions.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

His voice trembled slightly: "You'd rather give your body than feel you've done anything wrong?"

"You bastard?!"

Clearly, such a vehement accusation made Saki stop what she was doing. Her eyes widened in disbelief: "What do you mean?"

"You're holding these videos and photos just so you can hear me apologize?"

Fujino's large hand was still tightly gripping Saki's, and his voice carried a hint of anger: "Damn it. My life was almost completely ruined by your honey trap."

"Isn't an apology enough?"

"And you!" His gaze turned cold again, "You listened to the advice of some crazy woman who came from who-knows-where, and dared to try and scam those people."

"That's illegal too, do you understand, Ms. Wakaba?"

Saki's eyes began to dart away, involuntarily glancing at Fujino's suit jacket, her voice weakening slightly: "I...I didn't think that much...I really need this money."

"Apologize!"

"right......"

She felt Fujino's burning gaze and dared not look at the man: "I'm... sorry."

Fujino, having received a satisfactory answer, released Saki's hand.

This time, she was finally sincere.

[Wakaba Saki's third world route has concluded]

[Reward: Unlocks the advanced skill for the item 'Patient's EEG']

[Advanced Skill: Altering the Subconscious Cognition of a Hypnotist Subject (Success Rate of Subconscious Implantation is Related to Subject Cognition)]

[The cooldown (CD) may differ after applying the same effect to the same target, with a minimum of 120 hours.]

Saki's hands trembled as she fastened the buttons on her shirt.

She even felt an invisible, burning hot hand covering the back of her hand.

"Sir... since... since you are... satisfied, then I..."

Damn it, this man also has videos and photos.

But... how can I ask him to delete it without any explanation?

Hearing Wakaba Saki's voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, Fujino turned his head and saw her looking like a quail.

We can't let her leave so easily.

Are you short of money?

After hesitating for a moment, Saki nodded firmly, with a hint of despair in her expression.

Fujino gave a soft "hmm," stood up, and straightened his shirt: "Then we can't let you leave so easily."

"Who knows if you'll go back to your old ways and extort money from others?"

He didn't ask Saki why she was short of money, nor how much.

He wasn't going to cover her losses, so asking him was pointless.

He himself still owes the Imperial Bank more than 300 million yen in "scholarships".

"What is this...?"

Fujino picked up Saki's phone and let her unlock it before entering his number.

"Miss Wakaba is a student at Hinomori Women's University."

Fujino asked, as if warning Saki, or perhaps repeating to himself, "Which class are you in?"

"Class 2-A"

Fujino waved his phone: "I'll keep the videos and photos for a month. I'll check on you from time to time to see if you're still blackmailing me."

"If you dare to do anything wrong again, these things will lead to your undignified expulsion from school."

"Do you understand?"

Saki nodded resignedly.

She didn't even know how she left the Fujino family.

Standing on the connecting corridor outside the apartment, she finally came to her senses, glared fiercely at the Fujino family's door, and muttered curses under her breath.

"You filthy bastard, you're disgusting! What I do is none of your business!"

"Damn it, there are no more trams running now. I can't get back to the familiar 24-hour convenience store. I guess I'll just have to find a bench nearby and take a nap."

......

The room seemed to still retain the cherry blossom scent that Saki wore.

He washed his face, looked at his handsome face in the mirror, and tried to dispel the romantic thoughts in his mind.

Kazuhiko Fujino, 28 years old, is a genius doctor specializing in medicine at the University of Tokyo Hospital.

"whispering sound."

"Lacking money? I owed the Imperial Bank 300 million and I didn't turn to crime, you little brat."

He seemed to be defending himself.

Back in junior high school, his parents both died under a truck, leaving behind only insurance money and compensation.

Even so, he still spent about five million yen to get this medical degree from the University of Tokyo, and had long since used up all his inheritance.

Generally, the age at which one can pass the exam and be promoted to a specialist doctor is thirty.

He is a certified doctor at the age of 28, and he is even about to take the specialist medical exam to become an "attending physician". This is an inspirational story no matter where you look.

But every loss has its gain. He devoted all his time to his professional studies, leaving him no time to work and save money.

Therefore, although he could not be considered a homeless wretch, he was certainly struggling financially.

Even so, it is still much better than when I was a medical student a few years ago; at least I can break even.

To be promoted to a specialist, one needs to pass the specialist exam and also establish a foothold in the hospital.

Otherwise, why should you take the exam?

But at this moment, he didn't feel that it was some unattainable fantasy.

With the reward for punishing these wicked women, he was confident he could give it a shot and get promoted.

Thinking of this, he brought up the new reward he had just obtained: the advanced skill of [Electrocardiogram], [Change the subconscious cognition of the hypnotic subject (the success rate of subconscious implantation is related to the subject's acceptance level)].

"Is the success rate of implantation related to the recipient's acceptance?" Fujino muttered to himself.

This means he can't just pick anyone and force her to fall madly in love with him.

Just now, he tried to implant a subconscious message in Saki that she would "no longer commit any illegal or criminal acts," and a prompt immediately popped up: "Success rate: 15%."

It seems this little girl still intends to continue doing evil.

As he spoke, Fujino blushed.

I even considered implanting a subconscious idea in her that she should always listen to Fujino, but I didn't check the success rate.

The success rate is probably even lower.

He closed his eyes, his mind filled with images of Saki reluctantly adjusting her skirt and tugging at his trouser leg with her bare shoulder exposed.

"Damn it! I can't let myself become a slave to my desires!"

"If you really use photos and videos to blackmail her, how is that any different from her evil deeds?" He sat up and stretched. "Even if it's about getting to base, it has to be consensual."

"But then again," he picked up a tissue from the bedside table, "I have to go to work tomorrow, so I need to get some sleep."

Soon, a wad of napkin flew into the trash can, and within minutes, snoring echoed throughout the small, dilapidated house.

Not far away, on a bench, a young girl, wrapped tightly in her coat, quietly fell asleep.

......