Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

Outside the taxi, the city lights shimmered.

The hazy rain curtain caused the high-resolution LED lights to shimmer in the air as a patch of red.

Fujino looked out at the neon lights and felt Mitsuki Takanashi leaning on his shoulder.

My mind is filled with countless thoughts.

When he first came into this world, he never imagined that he would end up like this.

Even something as trivial as getting into a specialized medical school can be targeted and obstructed in every way by the daughter of a powerful figure.

Even more outrageous is that he couldn't even cope with it.

The network of relationships he unknowingly built up was so powerful that it could influence the hospital's will.

Although it was just a trivial survey, it could be a huge burden for him.

I just hope that Takanashi Riki will be able to see reality as easily as he calculated.

He looked at Koyuki Mitsuki, who was curled up beside him like a kitten, and gently raised his hand to rub her head.

His movements were gentle, just like stroking a pet's head.

These past few days, Koki has been very cooperative and obedient.

He was actually quite surprised, as this really saved him a lot of trouble in training her to be obedient.

But Fujino knew he didn't care what Mitsuki was thinking; he just wanted this woman to obey and help him resolve the matter.

Now he just wants to take the exams to become a specialist doctor step by step.

If she really listens, that's fine too; destroying the video isn't impossible.

Hopefully, she can seize the opportunity.

Koki Takanashi slept on Fujino's lap for a while.

She didn't know when she woke up, but she didn't want to get up right now.

Fujino had a reassuring scent about him, mixed with the pungent smell of alcohol, which made her feel a little dizzy.

She knew that this was only because Fujino could truly make her life or death in an instant.

Is this dependence, or rather, being dominated, really what she wants?

But this is her most tragic aspect; she had no other choice.

Whether it's the older sister or Fujino.

She was like a puppet on a string, being pulled around aimlessly.

Nobody likes this feeling.

Thinking of this, Guangxi felt a surge of irritation.

It's that kind of restless feeling of giving up on everything and having no interest in life.

She was merely following her sister's teachings since childhood, yet she inexplicably ended up getting herself involved because of her sister's outrageous plan.

She really started to hate this older sister she'd never gotten along with.

Since Fujino wants to go home with her, he should confront Riki.

She wanted to try to help Fujino.

In this way, he could both deliver a powerful blow to his aloof older sister and make Fujino like him even more.

At least if she becomes a useful person, her chances of getting leverage over others will be greater.

Having made up her mind, she lay flat on Fujino's lap and opened her eyes.

They met Fujino's gaze.

"Aren't you going to sleep a little longer? We'll be home soon."

Mitsuki suddenly felt a little suffocated.

Just how big is this guy's heart?

She was about to confront her devilish older sister, yet she was still speaking so slowly and deliberately.

He's far too confident.

Mitsuki pursed her lips, her voice hoarse: "Fujino-san, what do you want to say to Ritsuki?"

Fujino looked up and gazed out the window.

It's just a showdown; there's not much to say.

They probably can't even exchange two sentences.

"What kind of personality does your sister have? Judging from our conversation across time and space, my impression of her is that she's a cold and aloof woman."

These words really struck a chord with Mitsuki.

She recalled her sister's indifference towards her, and a hint of fear and nostalgia appeared on her face.

That was a longing for the gentle Lixi from his childhood.

"You're really good at this; you guessed right away. She's a complete block of ice right now; I doubt she has any feelings at all."

"He speaks coldly, handles affairs coldly, and even treats his younger sister like that."

Fujino glanced at Mitsuki and swallowed his sarcastic words.

She is indeed quite pitiful; it's best not to attack her.

Being pushed out and abandoned by one's older sister is a rather tragic situation.

After a while, he heard Mitsuki, who was resting on his lap, mutter softly, "I'll help you."

Fujino didn't lower his head, but simply ruffled her soft, long hair.

This child is quite pitiful, actually.

He said softly:

"Thanks."

.......

Watching the taxi drive away, they turned to face the building...

villa?

Fujino frowned, checking the address several times to make sure it was correct.

He helped Kotori Mitsuki sit up straight and pointed to the townhouse in front of them.

"Is this your home?"

"Ah~"

Fujino shook his head. This woman was hopeless; she got drunk as soon as the wind blew.

He said he'd help me? Looks like I really can't count on him at all later.

Guided by the half-asleep Mitsuki, Fujino found the house number.

Upon opening the door, one is greeted by a completely dark entryway and living room.

Fujino peered over his shoulder, even through the stairs, but there was hardly any light on the second floor.

Li hope is such a cold woman.

They didn't even care about their sister who was attending the drinking party?

He turned on the light in the entryway, helped Guangxi change her shoes, and hesitated for a moment.

He had originally planned to take advantage of Lixi's arrival to pick up his sister and confront her, but this woman disrupted his plans from the very beginning.

but......

Fujino doesn't care.

His so-called showdown was nothing more than an attempt to break down Li hope's psychological defenses and get her to withdraw the lawsuit.

It doesn't matter if this step is omitted.

It was just a request for Professor Kasai and the others to put in more effort.

He suddenly felt the head on his shoulder twitch; Koki Takanashi was even more drunk than she had been in the car.

She was currently holding onto Fujino's arm, her head moving like a motor, constantly rubbing Fujino's shoulder.

"Fujino-san...water..."

Fujino breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just a small favor; I'll pour her a glass.

He helped Mitsuki walk to the living room, but the kettle was nowhere to be found in the darkness.

He casually tossed the woman onto the sofa, eliciting a soft cry, but he ignored it, turned on the light, and intended to pour her a glass of water so she could go back to sleep quickly.

The erotic scene on the sofa surprised him somewhat.

Two women, almost identical except for their clothing, were stacked on the sofa.

If Fujino is not mistaken, the one wearing the neat suit above should be Mitsuki.

And the woman beneath her, sharing the same face, must be her older sister, Takanashi Riki.

She exuded a chilling aura.

Her petite frame sat upright on the sofa, meticulous in every detail.

Even when her younger sister hit her, she didn't move or even cry out in pain. This foolish younger sister, with her eyes closed, was facing her, rubbing against her with a satisfied expression.

While rubbing against Riki's crotch, Koki unconsciously muttered "Fujino... Mizu..."

She stared at Fujino like an ice sculpture, her eyes filled with disgust and disdain.

Ignoring her younger sister on her back, Lixi reached out her slender hand to Fujino.

Fujino was momentarily stunned by her actions.

What is this? Is this a handshake?

He couldn't quite understand this guy's twist of fate.

What are you doing?

She seemed to have finally had enough of her sister rubbing against her and casually pushed her aside.

Fujino noticed that her cheeks were slightly flushed, it seemed that Mitsuki still made her feel a little embarrassed.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Takanashi Mitsuki. I'm also this idiot's older sister."

She reached out her hand again and gently shook hands with Fujino.

"You're Fujino, aren't you? The one who turned my sister into this kind of sow who rubs against her older sister when she's drunk and calls out your name?"

She ignored Fujino, turned her head, and spat on the ground.

"He really is a scumbag."