Tokyo, the shady intelligence of private detectives

From Nagiyuki's somewhat incoherent mutterings, Masahiro Hanyu summarized the following useful information:

1. There is no secret passage between the apartment and this private residence.

2. Nagiyuki and Nagiharu are sisters, but they are not twins. Nagiyuki had plastic surgery to look like Nagiharu.

3. Nagi didn't assign any assassins; she just wanted to go with the flow and use her abilities to stop the detective so that her sister could be killed by the assassin as soon as possible.

4. Nagi's sexual desires are indeed strong.

5. Masato Shinichi has sisters, and they all know the secret about Nagi Haru and Nagi Yuki's plastic surgery.

6. Masato Kamishiro knew some of Chairman Okita's secrets and told Nagiyuki about them.

Masahiro Hanyu still had questions in his mind, which Nagi Yuki hadn't voiced, so he couldn't leave and had to keep asking.

He looked down at Nagiyuki, who was sleeping soundly, even snoring softly.

Upon close inspection, she and Nagi Haru look exactly alike, with no trace of plastic surgery. No wonder President Okita couldn't tell them apart.

While faces can be surgically altered to look identical, there will inevitably be some differences in the body. He scanned Nagisa's body from her chest to her feet; after all, she was a woman he had slept with, and he should be familiar with her features.

Yuzuru Masahiro quietly got out of bed, put on his clothes, and left the bedroom. He dialed a number first. It worked; it could make outbound calls.

He called Yui Satsuki and told her his current location. If she didn't call back within an hour, he would send people to break down the door.

He deliberately raised his voice, and sure enough, before the call was even finished, Nagi had already walked out of the bedroom.

A woman's sexiest state is when she is partially covered, even if it's just a pitiful piece of fabric like a thong.

If being completely naked can still evoke a sexy impression, then one's figure and appearance must be so captivating that they can be admired repeatedly.

Nagiyuki is that kind of woman who is pleasing to the eye.

She bit her lower lip. "I've personally experienced the numbing effect of the aromatherapy in the bedroom; it's impossible for it to wear off on its own. Mr. Yuzuru, how did you manage that?"

Yuzuru Hanyu put down the phone. "I'm a detective, of course I have ways to protect myself, but I can't tell Nagi Haru... oh, I should say Nagi Yuki-san."

"You heard me on the phone. If you don't want the whole of Tokyo to know about your secret with Mrs. Nagiharu, please cooperate with me."

Nagi sighed, "Alright, whatever you want me to do, I'll do it. I'm fine with any position, as long as Mr. Yuzuru is satisfied."

Masahiro Hanyu smiled. "Miss Nagiyuki should know that's not what I meant. I just wanted to ask a few questions."

Nagiyuki stared at him. "Given the current situation, I'll agree to anything to get you to keep my secret."

"However, you cannot judge whether my answer is true or false, so I am also conditional."

Masahiro Hanyu looked at her. "What are your conditions?"

Nagi walked slowly to him. "Let's talk in the bedroom. If Mr. Yuzuru satisfies me one more time, I promise the answer will be true."

Masahiro Hanyu hesitated, wondering if there was some kind of trap.

Nagi took his hand. "Don't worry, keeping this secret is very important to me. I just want it now, because we might not have this chance again in the future, and I don't know how long I'll be lonely."

"I meet your needs, you get the answer, a perfect collaboration."

"Hmm... if you have any concerns, you can stay here; the sofa is soft too."

Nagi-Yuki knelt down and slowly unbuckled his belt...

He did not refuse because Nagiyuki's proposal was a win-win situation, which he could accept.

An hour passed, and the two of them were still not done.

Masahiro Hanyu had no choice but to carry Nagi to the telephone and make a call to let them know that she was safe, lest the investigation department or detective agency burst in.

Finally, the storm subsided, and the two lay on the sofa, with Nagi Yuki slumped in his arms.

Her voice was soft and sweet, "Mr. Yuzuru, you are more like a beast than Chairman Okita. You are the first man who can satisfy me without needing Otto or Wakasu."

Masahiro Yuzuru put his arm around her smooth back to prevent her from slipping off the sofa.

"Why choose Ottopin S or Wakatsuki? Who recommended these two health supplements to Ms. Nagiyuki?"

Nagi-Yuki pressed herself against him, with only the distorted gap between their breasts remaining between them.

"It was recommended by Nagiharu-neechan. She used to run a pharmacy, so she knows the effects of various medicines."

Otto Ping S and Wakasu were the first clues given by the intelligence, which turned out to be due to Lady Nagi Haru's recommendation.

Masahiro Hanyu suddenly had a shocking conjecture about the mastermind behind the assassin.

"Miss Nagiyuki, you mentioned that the Kagami sisters, Masato and Kagami, all know this secret. Why is that?"

Nagiyuki traced a circle on his chest with her fingers. "Kamihiro Masato's sister runs a plastic surgery clinic. That's where I had my face done."

Yuzuru Masahiro felt a jolt in his heart. All the clues converged in his mind, and now a clearer picture was emerging. The truth was about to be revealed.

"Is it you or your sister who often goes to Masato Shinichi's place for fortune telling?"

"Of course it's my sister! I can't just leave here, otherwise why would I suppress my desires! No man would refuse me, Mr. Yuzuru is already an anomaly, but we're both enjoying ourselves right now, aren't we?"

"Shinhei Masato has come here to see me twice. My sister asked her to come so that she could give me psychological counseling. That's when she told me about it."

As she spoke, her body slid down; this woman's desires were indeed intense.

Masahiro Yuzuru hugged her to keep her from moving around, as there were still some things he hadn't asked her.

"Chairman Okita imprisoned two detectives, and neither Mrs. Abu nor Mrs. Nagi knew about it. How did Masato Kami find out?"

Nagi Yuki's long eyelashes fluttered. "Perhaps Nagi Haru-neechan knows, but I don't know for sure. I'm telling the truth. You already know the biggest secret, so there's no need to hide anything else."

That makes a lot of sense, and Masahiro Hanyu chose to believe it. "How did Ms. Nagiyuki know about my conversation with Kyokyu Okita in the car?"

"It was Nagiharu-neechan who told me. We usually communicate by phone, and I know all the details of Mr. Yuzuru's meeting with her. We also thought that smoking would be a flaw, but we thought that after you met me, you would be imprisoned by Chairman Okita, so we didn't try to hide it. After all, I am allergic to cigarettes."

"The female bodyguard who led me to this private residence was wearing a three-legged tiger-patterned ring, the same one as Masato Kagami's. What's their relationship?"

"Oh, is that so? I really didn't know." Nagi's eyes were sincere.

Masahiro Hanyu did not inquire about the Honda NSX, so as not to attract the attention of Haruhisa Nagi and Yuki Nagi.

He had a feeling that the listening device installed in the Honda NSX would provide useful clues or even evidence.

Nagi kept pestering him, and they did it again.

Masahiro Yuzuru suspected that this woman wanted him to die from exhaustion so that he would not reveal his secret.

However, he was strong enough, and despite Nagi's desperate efforts, she eventually begged for mercy.

When Masahiro Hanyu left the private residence, his legs were weak.

He had a plan in mind: to blackmail Masato Kamishiro, because he wanted to know the secret of Okubo's mother!