Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

Chapter 68 was too explicit; the shrew was stunned.

"Hehehe..."

"What a coincidence, Fujino."

"You're in the archives too? Please make yourself at home, I'll be going now."

Koki Takanashi chuckled awkwardly and was about to walk around Fujino when Yui blocked her way from behind.

Fujino's voice rang out, making her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave:

"Are you still clinging to wishful thinking at this point?"

"I took pictures of it all."

Mitsuki pursed her lips tightly, her hand unconsciously clenching the file folder under her arm, but she remained defiant:

"What...what do you mean by filming everything? That's hilarious, I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Fujino, that's enough! I'm leaving now! Please get out of my way!"

Fujino is right, she was just hoping for a lucky break.

She was still hoping that Fujino was bluffing, extorting, or blackmailing her.

Even sexual harassment is acceptable.

Please don't take pictures of everything that just happened!!!

She tried to dodge to the left again, but Yui blocked her way.

The same applies to the right.

"What exactly do you want?!"

She was somewhat hysterical.

The thought that Fujino might have obtained the evidence she had just presented made her extremely anxious.

This means her medical career will end before Fujino's!

She looked at the expressionless Fujino and Yui, and her legs gradually began to tremble.

She was just... just following her sister's instructions...

"I...you...I'm not feeling well, could you let me leave first?"

Mitsuki's voice gradually softened, tinged with a sob.

That was her most common tactic for dealing with men.

With her short stature and fairly delicate face, a single, pitiful sob would be enough to send those lolicon into a frenzy of laughter.

Even if it's not the kind of pervert who should be electrocuted, an average man would still feel protective.

Unfortunately, the other party was Fujino.

She is a poor soul who is about to be placed in a dangerous situation by Mitsuki Takanashi.

He simply opened the video he had just recorded.

The figure inside, identical to Koki, shattered her last line of defense.

When Koki Takanashi saw herself clearly on the screen, she unconsciously took two steps back.

She slumped against the wall and sat on the ground.

Tears streamed down her face unconsciously, leaving two streaks of dissolved foundation.

She knew it was all over.

Everything is over.

She looked at Fujino, her eyes filled with pleading:

"Please, Fujino, how much do you want? I'll pay anything."

Fujino chuckled coldly twice, causing Yui to cover her mouth and giggle as well.

He walked up to Koki Takanashi and looked down at her:

"You're so naive. You think money can solve everything these days?"

Just like the worst-case scenario that Mitsuki imagined.

Fujino is unyielding, refusing to listen to reason or persuasion.

That's true. Putting herself in Fujino's shoes, she wouldn't easily let go of the opportunity to manipulate him.

What's more... she was still hesitating before leaving the house.

She didn't know if she had really done something wrong.

Or perhaps, even while she was hesitating, her subconscious already knew she was wrong.

It's like making a decision by flipping a coin.

It's not that I really want to make a hasty choice based on the 1/2 possibility of both sides.

But at the very moment you toss the coin, your own heart will bias you towards one of the options.

Just like Mitsuki, who is slumped on the ground right now.

If I had known this earlier, I would have followed my heart and not done it.

Her eyes were vacant, and she was still muttering unconsciously.

"It was Fujino, he forced me. It's all Fujino's fault, because his treatments are like rituals... my sister made me do it... Fujino..."

Fujino gently shook his head.

He didn't think that someone as shrewd as Takanashi Riki would instruct his younger sister to do such a dangerous thing.

If something is to be done, then an unrelated person should be sent to be the scapegoat.

It was most likely that stupid woman, Mitsuki, did it herself.

At most, it was just some hints from her sister.

It's truly a great deal without costing anything.

She only needs to say a few words and her silly little sister will automatically become her guinea pig.

"Did your sister ever ask you to steal my consent form?"

"Of course not!"

Mitsuki's immediate answer surprised her.

yes......

Her sister simply told her that the key to the investigation was the "Consent Form," and that if the "Consent Form" was available, the investigation would most likely come to nothing.

Although every sentence she said was biased, she never explicitly told him to steal the "Consent Form".

Could it be that...?

Her face gradually turned pale.

Am I just a tool for my sister?

Am I just a pawn in her game?

"You're nothing but a pathetic wretch being used by your sister."

Fujino's timely follow-up attack sent a shiver down Mitsuki's spine.

He twirled his phone, muttering to himself, "If I hand this video over to Ukyo-kun, how do you think he'll file a case?"

Stealing medical records can be a big deal or a small deal.

But if the files are stolen to frame someone else.

Not only would Mitsuki's medical license melt away like cream, but she would also have to spend at least 5 to 10 years in jail.

She couldn't accept this outcome.

Fujino bent down, his lips close to Mitsuki's ear, whispering like a devil:

"Hey. You don't want this to happen to you either..."

Yes! Of course she didn't want to.

At this moment, Takanashi Mitsuki clung tightly to Fujino's leg as if she had grasped at the last straw.

"Fujino-san, what do you want? Please tell me! I won't refuse!"

"I'm so sorry about this. I shouldn't have done such a lewd thing to you!"

Oh, your verbal apology sounds very sincere.

Fujino gently patted her face.

"I don't need to tell you twice what posture you should use to apologize, do I?"

Kotaro Mitsuki's face turned pale.

Earth seat.

Of course she understands.

But she did not hesitate.

Haha, you made a mistake, so why insist on apologizing?

Hahaha.

She maintained a strange smile on her face and slowly knelt down on the ground.

"That's it? Is your sincerity in atoning for your sins over?"

Fujino's voice remained cold as he held the old cell phone in his hand.

The recording is still in progress.

Koki Takanashi smiled with narrowed eyes and nodded slightly.

Hi!

She took off her white coat, folded it neatly as if on a pilgrimage, and placed it beside her.

Then came her black women's suit made of imported Italian wool, a snow-white semi-transparent silk blouse, a suit skirt also made of wool, Balenciaga's globally limited edition high heels, the hair clip on her head, and navy blue and white striped cotton underwear...

In her haste, the 40D ultra-thin black stockings on her legs were torn.

She looked at Fujino with a troubled expression.

Only after receiving a nod of approval did they dare to toss it aside.

Koki Takanashi knelt on the ground.

She could no longer feel the coldness of the terrazzo beneath her knees.

Seeing that the clothes beside her were neatly arranged, she finally smiled with satisfaction.

This scene was witnessed by Saki, who was standing at the corner of the stairs.

She was so shocked that she covered her mouth.

What's going on?

Is that Mitsuki Takanashi?

How could she also bow down to Yui's lover?

Why is she taking off her clothes?