Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

"See you this weekend, Kazuhiko-kun?"

Upon hearing this, Fujino wanted to say, "Let's keep in touch sometime."

But at this time, it's really not appropriate.

This kind of statement will most likely be seen as the mark of a scumbag.

He pointed to his phone: "We communicate via text message."

Hanako hid most of her body behind the door, only revealing half of her face.

She still looked a little embarrassed when she looked at Fujino.

Just now in the taxi, she didn't even dare to look at Fujino and didn't say a word.

The awkward atmosphere in the taxi spread to Hanako's house.

"Hey, Kazuhiko-kun."

Hanako lowered her eyes, not daring to look Fujino in the eye.

"I still want to watch you from afar when I'm not busy, is that alright...?"

Fujino was immediately somewhat helpless.

We're back to square one.

But at this moment, there was no longer the helplessness and despair that had been present at the beginning.

He nodded with a smile.

"Now, yes!"

"Come along if you want."

Hanako looked at Fujino in disbelief, and once again understood the warning he had given her at the beginning.

"A girl as cute as you, as long as you interact with a man normally, he won't reject you."

Sure enough, a satisfied and happy smile appeared on her face.

Kazuhiko-kun is always so gentle; he would never lie.

Goodbye, Yanjun.

Hanako stared at the corner of the stairwell where Fujino had disappeared for a long time before turning her gaze away.

Eurasia Smith, He Yanjun.

Fujino left Hanako's apartment building and looked around.

This place isn't too far from Hanako's school.

Also in Bunkyo Ward.

Although she lives alone and the rent is relatively high, she can still afford it as long as she has no debts.

This only made things difficult for Fujino.

He traveled almost across the entire heart of Tokyo to get back to the remote Adachi Ward.

The time cost is difficult to estimate.

Of course, what can be estimated is the exorbitant taxi fare.

It was already close to 12:30, and most of the trams had stopped running.

He can only afford to spend 3000 yen to take a taxi home now.

Fujino stood at the taxi stand, his breath condensing into water vapor in the air.

Despite the chill of the winter night, Fujino felt a warm glow in his heart.

Today, I've basically solved Hanako's problem, and it's a relief to have something on my mind.

But Hanako...

Fujino recalled the argument he had just had with her at the izakaya, and a surge of anger rose within him.

She's a bad woman!

How can you act like that in public?

I must teach her a lesson next time.

He got into a taxi, which slowly drove north.

......

On the other side, the Fujino family.

The house has been completely renovated.

It's impossible to tell that this is an apartment belonging to a single man.

Carelessly discarded clothes, dust accumulating in the corners, aluminum cans in the trash cans...

They've all disappeared.

Fujino, after all, doesn't stay home often.

He spends nearly 12 hours a day at work, 4 hours commuting, and 8 hours at home sleeping.

Therefore, he usually does a thorough cleaning every week, and doesn't have the energy to clean every day.

But at this moment, he is not living alone.

The young tenant had everything sorted out.

Saki sorted the trash and threw it downstairs at the designated trash sorting station. Back home, she was panting heavily.

She was once a pampered young lady, never having done anything like this before.

Even after leaving home and starting to take care of herself, she still didn't have enough to eat or wear, and her body wasn't very strong.

Just doing housework left her feeling exhausted.

She hesitated for a moment, then pinched her clothes and smelled them.

She tossed her clothes into the laundry basket with disdain and prepared to take a shower.

She didn't want Fujino to smell her stench as soon as he got home.

How could anyone take in a brat like that?

She had to eliminate that possibility.

The bathroom was filled with smoke.

Saki held the showerhead, her face expressionless.

She was simply mechanically carrying out the task she had just given herself.

Now that she had some free time, she felt a little lost.

The fear of being kicked out of the house by Fujino just now surged into her heart again.

More than anything, it was a recollection of that scene.

I'm craving lemons again.

She clutched the soap tightly in her hand, thinking of Hanako's dignified demeanor at school, and then recalling the alluring way she had just seen leaning on Fujino's shoulder.

The two faces seemed to overlap.

Tears welled up in my eyes again.

How could she not be attracted to someone like Fujino when she was around him?

Saki has always defined her relationship with Fujino as one of "reliance" and "entrustment".

But it wasn't until she actually saw Hanako put the fork Fujino offered her in her mouth that she realized the bitterness in her heart was genuine.

She also wanted Fujino to see her more.

Even just one glance.

Even just one glance would be enough.

The water from the showerhead splashed and washed over her body, but the warm water made her feel strange.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, but when she thought about what had just happened in the restaurant, she subconsciously squeezed her legs together.

"Am I a pervert? Seeing Fujino and that bitch Hanako together... I actually feel a little excited?"

No.

In her imagination, that position was hers.

Only I can eat what Fujino stuffs into my mouth.

After quickly drying herself off, Saki put on her pajamas.

She didn't dare to actually lie on his big bed as Fujino had suggested.

She curled up beside her bedding, lost in thought.

She then realized that she had an advantage that Hanako didn't have.

She's a bad woman, certified by Fujino.

That despicable video of hers is still on Fujino's phone.

Fujino once said that if he did something bad again, he would punish himself severely.

Last time, she only tried a little bit, just a taste of alcohol.

As expected, the effect was remarkable. I accidentally slept with Fujino for a night and even touched his supreme bone.

What if I do something outrageous again?

Her face flushed with excitement. Did that mean he would punish her in some other way?

Thinking of how Fujino had lectured her in the video, Saki's eyes welled up with tears.

Her legs were rubbing together unconsciously.

What will Fujino do? Should I resist? At least this way I can get his attention to me, right?

Where will he look?

Saki's hand followed Fujino's gaze in her imagination, pulling at her clothes until her bare shoulders were half exposed.

From the corners of the mouth to the chest and then to the most alluring and dangerous place.

"Um... Fujino-san..."

She could no longer suppress her imagination about Fujino.

She also seemed to want to be the woman sitting next to Fujino.

Click—

The sound of the door lock echoed inside the room.

It was like a death knell tolling for Saki.

She looked panicked and started to straighten her clothes.

thump—

The door opened.

Fujino stood at the door, holding the key in his hand, staring blankly at Saki in the corner.

Saki was also caught off guard by Fujino's sudden return.

For a moment, she forgot what to do and remained in the same position, staring blankly at Fujino.

"Um... how about I go out for a walk some more? Call me when you're done?"

A slight smile suddenly appeared on Saki's blank face.

She didn't try to hide it; instead, she continued to delve deeper.

This erotic scene made Fujino blush.

Saki's voice also sparked his imagination.

She didn't dare look at Fujino's face, but her hands didn't stop moving.

"Fujino-san... welcome home."

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