Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

"So, you and your mother are basically unrelated except for sharing the same surname?"

Fujino rubbed his temples, unsure whether to laugh or make some other expression.

This kind of talk is still somewhat niche.

They sat down at a new cake shop.

The commotion just now still made Fujino and Hanako feel a little uncomfortable.

Having just experienced a fright, Hanako was now much bolder.

She leaned against Fujino's chest with a satisfied expression, hugging his waist tightly, and sighing with emotion.

"Kazuhiko-kun! You looked really cool just now. Speaking of which, how do you have such strength? Are you a karate expert?"

Indeed, Fujino's throw just now was at least in the style of a black belt karate master.

However, only he himself knew.

What karate is there?

That was nothing more than brute force and deception.

This has indeed proven remarkably effective; at least so far, Waka Miho has shown no intention of causing further trouble.

Hanako snuggled closer to Fujino, shifting into a more comfortable position.

At this point, she was even somewhat grateful to Miho Waka.

Isn't a fragile, vulnerable feeling one of the best weapons a woman can use against a man?

Just like now, knowing about her messy past and her lonely present, Fujino's attitude towards her has improved significantly.

It was tinged with a touch of tender affection.

How so?

To be honest, Fujino was a little at a loss.

Hanako's background sounds pitiful.

It basically reached the point where listeners were heartbroken and those who heard it wept.

But this doesn't mean he likes Hanako, or rather, he's just offering his shoulder to lean on as a "friend."

It would be even better if this friend didn't feed you food indiscriminately.

Fujino raised his hand, caught the macaron that Hanako was about to feed him, and swallowed it in one gulp.

He gently patted Hanako in his arms until she became sleepy and snuggled up to him like a kitten, falling asleep.

Fujino began to sort out Hanako's background.

Wakayama is far from Tokyo.

It's so far that it takes nearly 5 hours to get to Tokyo by Shinkansen.

Moreover, Hanako was unconscious at the time and was even unable to board the train.

It was actually quite difficult for Miho Waka to bring Hanako to Tokyo.

Of course, it is also true that she ruined Hanako's parents' relationship and embezzled the Waka family's property.

In matters of the heart, there is no such thing as offsetting good deeds against bad ones.

The fact that she objectively did something good for Hanako does not negate her sins.

Just like Hanako mentioned earlier, Miho is planning to use her to gain commercial value.

Her goal was clear: money.

Fujino couldn't help but sigh, the last person who made him exclaim that his goal was clear was Himegami Ayame.

However, Miho is, after all, Hanako's mother in name only.

He's just a doctor. He can help Hanako once... but can he really help her escape her mother's embrace?

A little difficult.

Fujino felt an itchy sensation on the side of his neck, interrupting his thoughts.

He lowered his head, and Hanako's slightly frizzy head was still on his shoulder, nuzzling him affectionately and unconsciously.

Never mind, we'll talk about it later.

Just like taking in Saki.

If they were truly friends, they wouldn't just stand by and watch someone die.

......

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

The two bodyguard brothers didn't wait for the company car, so they took a taxi back to the Hege Group.

Waka Group,

A newly emerging biopharmaceutical company in Tokyo.

Its main business is anti-cancer drugs and nerve inhibitors.

In Azabu, Minato Ward, Tokyo, where land is incredibly valuable, they own an 18-story office building that belongs solely to the company, which truly demonstrates their considerable strength.

The two brothers stood disheveled at the door of the chairman's office on the top floor, listening to the captain's reprimand.

"You failed your mission and should have committed seppuku! Did you come back so I could be your second?!"

"The chairman wants you to come in!!"

The two brothers, one tall and one short, both kept their heads down, not daring to look directly at Waka Miho.

Although she was just a little old lady in her early sixties, no one dared to underestimate her.

After all, she personally oversaw the design and snatched the building from her competitors.

"Chairman!"

They knelt down to pay their respects, but received no response from Miho.

At this moment, Miho Waka was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking a corner of Tokyo Bay.

"You guys failed to bring Hanako back?"

She swirled the glass in her hand, which contained the finest whisky.

The Macallan, the Rolls-Royce of single malt whiskies.

A single bottle of ordinary vintage Macallan whisky can fetch a price of $18.

The amber-colored wine sloshed about, hinting at the turmoil in its owner's heart.

"Do you know how much effort I put into getting my beloved daughter back?"

"This time, I also found her a good husband."

She put down her wine glass and walked over to the bodyguard who was kneeling and begging for mercy.

Miho stepped on the short bodyguard's head, and red liquid even seeped out from under her high heels.

"You guys? You messed it up?"

"Reporting to the Chairman! That kid is probably a karate master, with amazing throwing techniques... We... are no match for him. He knocked me out in an instant."

Miho ignored the bodyguard's excuse and kicked him in the head where he was looking down.

The short man remained silent, but lying on the ground, he was clearly in need of treatment.

Miho pressed a button on the table, and three or five people came in and dragged the short man out.

She sat back in her office chair, expressionless, but anyone could see her anger.

However, this is a society governed by the rule of law, and it's impossible to still play the extreme logic of violence and killing.

She said to the tall man who was still kneeling and trembling, "That kid ruined my plans. Akagi, you're the smarter one, find out who he is."

After a moment's hesitation, she added, "Is that guy really that good?"

"Chairman, if I may be so bold, but without weapons, none of us could defeat him in a one-on-one fight."

Miho remained silent for a moment, her voice slightly wary.

"Then let's not resort to violence. Let's investigate who he is first."

She waved her hand dismissively, telling the bodyguard named Akagi to get lost.

Sitting alone in the room, she was suddenly overcome with a sense of loneliness.

What exactly is that guy to Hanako?

Friend? Boyfriend?

Have they done it? How far would Hanako go for him?

Just thinking about it made Miho tremble uncontrollably.

No, Hanako is so cute, how can I just hand myself over to a stranger?

She wouldn't allow a man like that to stay by Hanako's side!

Even Hanako's father is not an option, and that guy in the casual suit today is even less acceptable!

She cannot be defeated or replaced by such a man.

She should be the only person by Hanako's side.

But... Miho picked up the whiskey and drank it all in one gulp.

She knew very well that she might have lost from the very beginning.

The moment you dream of joining Hanako's family, you've already lost.

She had already become the only person physically by Hanako's side...

But why is there a person of the opposite sex here at this moment?

A sense of frustration arose spontaneously.

Hey you in the suit! Who are you anyway?!

......

"It's a doctor!"

Fujino corrected Hanako's form of address, even though his hand was still on Hanako's shoulder, soothing her emotions.

Hanako nodded obediently.

As long as I can keep her leaning on me, I'd call her anything, even a beast, let alone Dr. Fujino.

She took Fujino's hand.

"An afternoon has already passed without me realizing it. How about I treat you to dinner tonight?"

"Consider this a return gift for your heroic performance just now?"

Fujino was about to nod when he remembered that there was a little one waiting at home.

Seeing his hesitation, Hanako pointed to the Shibuya observation deck.

"There's a restaurant up there."

"It won't take long." She smiled gently, her lips close to Fujino's earlobe. "Besides, I also want to know more about Kazuhiko-kun."

Fujino shook his head.

He took out his phone and dialed Saki's number.

It rang once and was immediately answered.

"Saki, I won't be going out for dinner tonight. Do you have any money left? We can go to the izakaya we went to last time, just mention my name."

"Oh? Me? I was having dinner with a patient, and she thanked me."

"Go home, of course I'll go home, how could I not? Hahaha, I can't exactly stay at a sick person's house, can I?"

Drop drop-

Saki hung up the phone and stood in the alley opposite the cake shop.

She quietly watched Fujino by the floor-to-ceiling window; he had just hung up the phone.

Of course, there was also Waka Hanako in his arms.

A smile appeared on her face.

You are such a qualified teacher.