Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

Fujino ignored the matter and went straight home.

The moment she opened the door, she was met with Saki's worried gaze.

The little girl waited at home for a long time, feeling restless.

Saki knew the visitor was hostile, but she didn't know why.

As for whether Ukyo can attend...

She felt a little guilty.

The last time, the police officer named Huashan didn't show up, which left her with some lingering trauma.

But she didn't know how to help Fujino, so she could only take both of their schoolbags home first.

She sat for a short while, then decided she couldn't just wait around.

At least let's get something to eat while we wait for Fujino to come back.

Saki went to the convenience store alone and bought Fujino's favorite Asahi beer, as well as a bunch of other things he liked to eat.

Chikuwa (bamboo cake), chicken meatballs, konjac...

The more meaningless things she did, and the longer the incident passed, the more worried Saki became.

She shouldn't be taken for granted by Fujino's protection, and she shouldn't go straight home.

Even though reason tells her that she has done very well.

They didn't become a bargaining chip to blackmail Fujino, nor did they do anything to hinder him; they even called his police officer friend.

But at that moment, Saki regretted it.

There was a voice in her heart.

She wanted to stand by Fujino's side and face the difficulties together with him.

Yes. She shouldn't have just left.

With that in mind, she decided to do something.

Even just picking him up at the tram stop!

She heated up the meat and oden she had bought, put on her woolen school uniform, and prepared to leave.

As a result, the door was opened from the outside.

When Saki looked up, she saw Fujino's slightly tired but still reassuring gaze.

"I'm back."

She pursed her lips.

The chance to reverse the recent decline has already been lost.

Fortunately, Fujino returned home safely.

Compared to the shame of her own immature behavior, this made Saki feel even happier.

She smiled and pulled Fujino into the entryway.

She gently wrapped her arms around his waist and nestled into his embrace.

Welcome home.

......

Outside the police station, the scenery is quite different.

Miho Waka, dressed in a smart suit, sat on a bench, waiting for news from her lawyer.

Soon, the group's lawyer brought Akagi out.

Miho's face was gloomy, and her mouth was crooked.

Their dissatisfaction was already evident.

He turned around and got into the Maybach.

She didn't speak until Junichiro Akagi was in the driver's seat, her voice icy cold:

"This is you? Junichiro Akagi? The guy who's supposed to be the most experienced in the security department? You've messed things up like this?"

Why would you go and alert the enemy?

She really had no idea what was going on in this guy's head.

Is it lard?

Why would you threaten Fujino?

"Chairman, I really did take those photos. I'm going to use them to blackmail him into leaving Miss..."

Miho's cold snort interrupted Akagi's monologue:

"Then what you should do is report to me."

"I will talk to Hanako myself and tell her to leave this heartless man. You won't take it upon yourself to do it!"

"Now look what happened. Hanako has this preconceived notion that he was with his friends, and that I'm the bad guy who sent people to follow him."

She pulled out her phone and, unable to contain her emotions, shouted loudly:

"This is the first time Hanako has called me in the last three months, and what she said was to tell me not to follow Fujino!!!"

"You've really disappointed me!"

After venting his frustrations, Maybach fell into a deathly silence.

Miho was smoking her pipe, trying to figure out how to resolve the situation.

At least smooth things over and don't let Hanako hold a grudge against her.

But Akagi's idea was simpler—

Add fuel to the fire.

His demands on Fujino were originally flawless.

At least in his calculations, Fujino wouldn't self-destruct.

This gave him a great sense of security.

But at this moment, the sense of security vanished completely.

Because Fujino was fearless! Miss Hanako had an extraordinary level of trust in him.

In this way, as long as Fujino lets it slip, regardless of whether he and Hanako continue their relationship, his treacherous behavior will definitely be punished.

Thus, there is only one path left to take.

He could only make the relationship between Waka Miho and Fujino even more irreconcilable.

Only by making Miho disbelieve every word Fujino says can he keep his job, or even his life.

With that in mind, Akagi made up his mind.

Isn't Miss's trust in Fujino a little too unwavering?

Would a normal woman react like this if she found out her boyfriend was alone with another woman?

unusual.

Fujino is a psychiatrist, and the young lady has a record of seeing him.

A network immediately formed in Akagi's mind, connecting all the intelligence.

It has to be said that he is probably the most brilliant guy in the security department of the Waka Group.

He coughed lightly twice, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"Chairman... I have some small discoveries and ideas that I would like to report to you."

"explain."

"I feel that Miss's trust in Fujino is a bit too much."

"Um......"

"Fujino is a psychiatrist, and the young lady went to see him for treatment."

"Um?"

"I'm wondering if there's any connection between the two."

Miho Waka didn't reply immediately; she took a deep drag on her pipe and closed her eyes.

Amidst the swirling smoke, she slowly began to speak:

"You mean, he mentally manipulated Hanako?"

"Something like subtle hints or manipulation?"

Akagi was overjoyed, but his face still showed a troubled expression:

"Chairman, we have no evidence. The surveillance footage from the psychiatric ward...we didn't get the footage of that person last time...should we check that first...?"

Miho Waka gave a soft "hmm":

"Of course we'll investigate! If we find even the slightest clue, I'll use my connections to get him removed from Dongda Hospital!"

She narrowed her eyes, her expression chilling: "Even leaving Tokyo!"

Hearing this menacing remark, Akagi breathed a sigh of relief.

I think I've kept my job.

But he was too happy too soon.

Miho Waka's voice rang out again:

"However, this time, in order to reach a private settlement with him, I compensated him with 50 yen."

"This money will be deducted from your salary! Let's see if you'll use your brain next time you do something!"

Akagi finally felt relieved.

Cricket 50 yen.

The subtext of deducting wages is that you're still working for the group, right?

Then there's no problem.

He felt much more relaxed and even unconsciously started humming softly.

What a day that was thrilling but ultimately safe.

......

"You call this a close call?"

Saki's face showed a hint of annoyance: "I was so anxious waiting at home, I couldn't sit still any longer and almost went to find you!"

She hugged Fujino's arm, her face contorted with grief.

"Next time something like this happens, I'll definitely be with you! I won't leave alone first!"

Fujino chuckled and gently stroked Saki's head.

It's like petting a kitten.

He produced a Walmart shopping bag as if by magic.

That's why he came back late.

"Today I've turned misfortune into blessing, that kid paid me 50 yen in compensation for emotional distress."

"Here, see if there's anything you like to eat."

Before Fujino could finish speaking, Saki exclaimed in surprise and began rummaging through the bag.

But her movements slowed down more and more, and finally she stopped moving.

Strawberry jelly, strawberry milkshake, strawberry-flavored Oreos...

It was all her favorite food.

She just said it casually, but she didn't expect Fujino to remember it.

Saki's eyes were slightly red; she hadn't felt such warmth in a long time.

She proudly displayed the results of her shopping trip from the side of the room.

On this night, which turned out to be a close call, the two of them, without any apparent incident, decided to buy each other's favorite foods.

Saki noticed the look of surprise in Fujino's eyes.

She turned her back and gently rubbed her eyes.

Luckily I wasn't wearing makeup, otherwise I would have been a complete mess of black smudges.

"Thank you, Saki! I never expected you to remember what I like to eat..."

Saki took a deep breath.

Kneeling at the entrance, he took Fujino's slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to Fujino's feet.

She crossed her arms and placed them on her lower abdomen.

Her pretty face turned bright red, and she didn't dare to look at Fujino at all.

His words, however, were delivered with intonation and rhythm.

"Not only that, Fujino-san."

"The oden is still warm in the pot, and the hot water in the bathroom is already ready."

She lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and her slender collarbone was exposed on her old shoulders.

"Would you like to eat first, or take a shower first...?"

"...Or should you eat me first?"