Tokyo, the shady intelligence of private detectives

Masahiro Hanyu slipped away quietly while the two women went to change their clothes.

He had already made his choice when he mentioned wanting to drink red wine; given his current situation, the first two rewards were not an option.

Reward three not only offers the opportunity to stay at the detective agency, but also a private date with Eimi Kuroki, which seems worth considering.

However, accumulating points will grant him opportunities for multiple-choice rewards in the future. He needs to continue as a detective; otherwise, the intelligence system will be useless.

A man should have a long-term vision; how can he be bound by a woman? The fourth reward is the one he should choose.

He held the secrets of these two women in his hands, so they acted as if they would do everything they could to satisfy any of his demands.

Is he truly unmoved by a woman in his lap? He is a perfectly normal and healthy man.

If he stayed, the two women would easily find fault with him. Being controlled by women? He wouldn't let that happen.

He had the two women prepare red wine and change into sexy clothes, just so he could leave gracefully and avoid being pulled away by the two women.

Therefore, while Kana Hojo and Eimi Kuroki were struggling in the bedroom, Masahiro Hanyu tiptoed out of apartment 401.

After eating eel rice at Sukiya, Masahiro Hanyu finished his investigation report before heading to the NS Building in Shinjuku West Ward.

The "Xinyi Detective Agency" is located on the 10th floor of the building.

Masahiro Hanyu pushed open the door and entered. Ryoko Suzuki, the receptionist, stood up. "Hanyu-kun, you're back!"

She was petite, wearing a beige puff-sleeved shirt, and had a soft voice.

Masahiro Hanyu nodded slightly. "Is the president here?"

Ryoko Suzuki blinked her crescent-shaped eyes. "The president is here."

"Hanyu-kun, I heard you've taken on some commissions too. Is it a bit troublesome?"

Masahiro Hanyu replied casually, "It's alright, it's finished."

Ryoko Suzuki exaggeratedly covered her mouth with her hand, "Wow, Yuzuru-kun, you're amazing!"

Suzuki, the receptionist, would give everyone exaggerated expressions of either comfort or praise, something Masahiro Hanyu was used to.

He arrived at the end of the corridor, where the president, Yui Satsuki, had her office.

The female president was originally a police officer, working in the Special Crime Investigation Division of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

For some unknown reason, Yui Satsuki left the Metropolitan Police Department and opened this detective agency.

Satsuki Yui is 27 years old this year. It is said that she has never dated a boyfriend, so the original owner always secretly complained that she was an old woman who could never get married.

Just as Masahiro Hanyu raised his hand to knock, he heard President Satsuki say from inside, "Come in!"

Pushing open the door, I saw the club president, Satsuki Yui, sitting behind her desk, writing with her head down.

Yuzuru Masahiro entered the room, and Satsuki Yui didn't look up. "Sit down. You're back so early; you haven't finished your request yet, have you?"

"As I said, today is the deadline, and the investigation cannot be extended."

"It's 2 PM now, you have 10 hours left, keep up the good work."

"If I can't complete the task, I can only apologize."

Masahiro Hanyu sat opposite President Satsuki, waiting for her to finish speaking before taking out the investigation report and placing it on the table.

"I have completed Aoyama's request."

Satsuki Yui put down her pen and looked up.

Her skin was snow-white, making her lips appear bright red. She had long eyelashes and almond-shaped eyes. If it weren't for the coldness in her eyes, one might mistake them for deep affection.

"Does Hanyu-kun mean that the commission has been completed?"

Masahiro Hanyu placed the camera on the table and pushed it forward.

"Yes, I have made that clear in my report and have recorded the key evidence."

He put the camera back on the table. "I took some photos, but I haven't had time to develop them yet."

Satsuki Yui picked up the investigation report and read it carefully. "Kuroki Eimi and Aoyama's wife, Hojo Kana, are lovers. This is an interesting investigation."

She picked up the camera again, opened the sliding cover next to the viewfinder, and gently pressed her thumb on the play button, watching the footage shot by Masahiro Hanyu.

The only scene shown was of Kana Hojo and Eimi Kuroki behaving intimately together; all other content involving the two pleading with Masahiro Hanyu was removed.

Yui Satsuki put down the camera. "Hanyu-kun, you did a very good job on your investigation request."

"In this situation, these two women will likely try to persuade you to stay and ask you to keep the truth from them."

"Your return and the delivery of truthful investigation results show that... you really care about this job at the detective agency."

"I can give you the opportunity to stay and continue working, but if you want to become a full-fledged detective in the agency, you'll have to work even harder."

Unable to be officially appointed as a detective, Masahiro Hanyu looked somewhat disappointed, guessing that President Satsuki would test him for a while.

Yui Satsuki glanced at Masahiro Hanyu. "Hanyu-kun, you know I don't hire people who aren't excellent detectives."

"You were able to complete Aoyama's request, which shows that you have potential. I will give you a chance to show it."

"I have a commission for investigation here, but there's no commission form, just a photograph."

Satsuki Yui opened the drawer, took out a photo, and placed it on her desk.

Instead of taking the photos, Masahiro Hanyu tentatively asked, "President Satsuki, if I continue to complete the commissions, can I become a full-fledged detective?"

Satsuki Yui thought about it seriously: "This...is not necessarily true! You need to think it through carefully. You can choose not to do it."

If we could avoid doing it, would we need to lower ourselves like this?

Masahiro Yuzuru's inner thoughts are the same as his predecessor's: what an old woman who can't get married.

However, his expression revealed sincerity. "Okay, I understand."

"I am very grateful to the president for giving me this opportunity, and I will cherish it and do my best to complete every task assigned to me."

Yui Satsuki was quite satisfied with Masahiro Hanyu's attitude. She pushed the photo forward, saying, "This is the person we asked you to investigate."

Masahiro Hanyu still hadn't looked at the photos. "President, I have a small request!"

"With Aoyama's commission completed, according to the firm's regulations, I should receive 40% of the commission."

"Here's the thing, I urgently need the money right now, could you give me this commission today?"

Satsuki Yui's expression was indifferent. "According to regulations, salary and commission are settled every seven days."

"Well... since you need it urgently, I can make an exception this time."

Masahiro Hanyu stood up, bowed slightly, and said, "Thank you, President!"

Sha Yue also stood up and walked towards the safe on one side of the office.

She was tall, about 1.7 meters, with straight, smooth, and delicate legs like white satin.

The original owner of Yuzuru Masahiro would often steal glances at President Satsuki's legs, and then let his imagination run wild, conjuring up more profound thoughts.

Satsuki Yui returned to her seat and handed over four banknotes.

"Hanyu-kun, you're not a formal detective at the agency, so I can only give you 20% of the commission, which is 4 yen."

Yuzuru Masahiro cursed inwardly, "Damn female capitalist!" The scenes of the original owner fantasizing about seducing the company president instantly replayed in his mind several times.

He extended both hands and respectfully accepted the banknotes. "Thank you, President. I will definitely do my best."

A true man can bend and stretch; now is the time to bend.

Yui Satsuki handed over another banknote. "This is 1 yen. It's for the expenses of the next commissioned investigation. If it exceeds that, you'll be responsible for it yourself."

Masahiro Hanyu nodded. "Okay, President, I understand!"

He put the banknotes in his pocket, then picked up the photo on the table and examined it carefully.

"That person is... Takizawa Reika? That yoga instructor!"