Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

Saki didn't know how she left the restaurant.

When she came to her senses, she was already sitting on the ground at the entrance of the apartment, trembling uncontrollably.

It must have been a dream.

Everything that just happened was because of a hallucination caused by the fear that Hanako-sensei and Fujino-san were going on a date—

She was just about to comfort herself when she caught a glimpse of her phone out of the corner of her eye.

Fujino's reply shattered all her hopes.

[Fujino Kazuhiko: Ah. I will go back, but a little later. You can sleep in the bed first, and I'll sleep on the floor when I get back.]

The previous message was the one he had sent outside the restaurant as a probe.

Her fingers trembled as she tapped the message list, her somewhat unfocused pupils staring at the message timestamps.

18:21 to 21:11...

Fujino saw the message and only replied with such a perfunctory text message three hours later?

As expected... if he could be with Hanako, Fujino-san, with his gentle and supportive nature, probably wouldn't allow him to live in their love nest anymore...

Have I been abandoned again?

It's definitely better to pack your things yourself and leave before Fujino kicks you out.

With that thought in mind, she stood up like a robot and opened the apartment door.

What greets you is a jumble of clothes, terribly wrinkled bed sheets, and a dusty television...

Saki smiled.

Is it possible that Fujino still needs him?

As long as you organize all these things in an orderly manner, you can prove your own value.

Does that mean I can stay by Fujino's side?

Without considering whether this logic was sound, she simply rolled up her sleeves and began cleaning the room.

The only thing that seemed out of place was her expressionless face and lifeless eyes as she muttered to herself:

"I'll go home... I'll go home... I'll go home..."

......

Meanwhile, Fujino and Hanako walked out of the restaurant.

Hanako, arm in arm with Fujino, strolled under the neon lights of Shibuya.

She mentioned wanting to buy clothes for Fujino, but Fujino declined.

Fujino's reasoning was also convincing to her—stop spending Kamiho's money, didn't you want to cut ties with her?

He truly lives up to his reputation as a psychiatrist; he always gets right to the point.

Hanako was instantly convinced by him.

They were like a couple who had just finished a blind date and dinner, wandering aimlessly through the streets.

There's nowhere to go...

I don't want to go home...

Want to find a place for a drink?

Fujino had this thought, but didn't say anything.

He feared this was a dangerous signal to Hanako.

Unexpectedly, Hanako spoke first: "How about we go get a drink?"

Fujino smiled and nodded.

How about we grab a drink now?

It's pointless to pretend to be a virtuous gentleman anymore.

After learning about Hanako's background, his resistance to her lessened considerably.

After all, it's reasonable to be wary of women who inexplicably develop feelings for you.

However, it's not entirely incomprehensible that Hanako would develop feelings for a gentle and mature man like Fujino, which is clearly due to childhood trauma.

Once you accept this setting...

Fujino turned his head and glanced at Hanako.

This woman is indeed quite alluring.

Her white hair was loose, draped over her shoulders, almost covering her buttocks.

Her light red pupils were like rubies, watery and crystal clear, always looking at him with a smile.

She linked her arm with his, constantly pulling his arm towards her imposing figure.

Whenever he looked at her suspiciously, Hanako would always give him a "you've caught me again" look, stick out her tongue, and make two soft sounds.

A beauty of this caliber was practically offering herself up for free, and Fujino was able to resist the temptation for a month; he's practically a modern-day Liu Xiahui (a legendary figure known for his chastity).

Now? He wants to use submissive seduction!

Sitting in a private room at the izakaya, Hanako was clearly more relaxed.

They initially sat facing each other on the ground, but after only a couple of cups of sake, Hanako had moved to sit next to Fujino.

She drank three cups.

Her face was slightly flushed, but she still clearly knew what she was doing.

She held her wine glass, her face slightly displeased: "I really don't know what you were doing before, ignoring a beauty like me... hiccup..."

Fujino had drunk a bit too much, and his voice still carried the smell of alcohol.

He let Hanako hug him, turning his face to his right: "Hanako-chan...you know, our acquaintance has a long history..."

awkward.

Be wary of your stalkers.

Hanako can understand.

She quickly raised her finger and placed it near Fujino's lips to silence him.

She picked up the full wine cup and poured it into her mouth, her eyes gleaming with cunning, before shoving Fujino to the ground.

Fujino was about to speak when he found himself unable to utter a sound.

That cunning Hanako, she actually used imported liquor to seal it?

Although Fujino was slightly tipsy, he still had to try the imported wine.

The only downside was that he felt Hanako wasn't just corrupting him with imported alcohol.

She herself was also actively expanding her territory.

Hanako held him tightly around the neck, her face filled with ecstasy.

She didn't want to waste food, and she didn't want Fujino to spill too much wine, so she wanted to make sure he drank every single drop!

Fujino was so out of breath that she gently patted Hanako before letting go of him.

At this moment, her gaze towards Fujino still held a hint of lingering affection.

Even so, she felt a hint of panic as she sensed Fujino's restless hands.

"Fujino-san, this is an izakaya!"

"You opened it first!"

She was about to struggle to get up when she suddenly froze.

The flush on her face faded a bit.

Cleverness has once again taken the lead.

Hanako looked somewhat embarrassed.

"Kazuhiko-kun... how about I take a taxi and send you home first?"

Fujino looked at her face to face, a hint of confusion on his face.

The arrow is already on the bowstring, and you're asking me if I can hold it back?

He didn't realize what was happening until he saw the tampons in Hanako's open bag.

He looked at Hanako with a questioning gaze and received an affirmative nod in return.

Fujino breathed a sigh of relief.

I almost lost control myself just now, and nearly... in the store...

Thankfully there was a red light, which brought them both back to their senses.

Indeed, things have progressed far too quickly today.

Fujino was a little disappointed; he'd explore the other areas later.

However, at this time, it might not be convenient for him to go out and hail a taxi.

"Hanako-chan, would you like to eat something else? I'll take you home later."

Hanako was just getting up to fix her hair when she heard Fujino's words and turned around to see his embarrassed state.

She suddenly became excited, put her arm around Fujino's shoulder, and her voice aroused Fujino's endless imagination.

"Hey, Kazuhiko-kun. Is this the first time you've been so easily tempted in a situation like this?"

"It's because you're too tempting, it's a bit unfair."

Hanako was mesmerized by Fujino's adorable pout as he turned his head.

This was the first time she had seen this side of Fujino.

puff-

She pulled Fujino's face close and tasted him again.

Practice makes perfect.

It’s just a pain for Fujino.

His back was hunched over like a shrimp, his body was stiff, and an embarrassed look appeared on his face from time to time. His hand was on the edge of his pants, and he looked somewhat comical, wanting to put it in but not daring to.

"Hey! Hanako-chan, that's enough! Don't push your luck!"

Hanako playfully nudged Fujino: "Is it really okay to keep it looking so energetic?"

"What should we do then?"

Hanako remained silent, simply tying up her hair.

"You can have some sushi."

She returned to the table opposite Fujino, crawled out from under the table, her face full of satisfaction and ingratiation: "I'll eat mine."

......