Tokyo: My Girlfriend

Back in her hotel room, Haruhi Hina sat on the bed looking at the photo she had taken of Horii Masahiro making a phone call on her phone.

Without much hesitation, I quickly told Kyoko Tamura.

This can't be delayed, otherwise, if I heard correctly and Horii Masahiro really did cheat on me, Kyoko will be taken advantage of by him again tonight.

The phone rang a few times before being answered.

Haruhi Hina's tone was initially urgent, then she deliberately suppressed her emotions: "Kyoko! Are you at the hotel with Mr. Horii right now?"

Kyoko Tamura didn't understand, and said with a smile, "Of course, I'm in his arms right now, so hurry up and say what you need to say." She smiled meaningfully, "I have important business to attend to tonight."

Haruhi Hina thought for a moment: "This is a private matter between girls, and I need to talk to you alone. Can you find a place where you can listen to me alone?"

"Huh?" Tamura Kyoko and Haruhi Hina have been best friends for over ten years, so she immediately understood that something must have happened that only the two of them knew. Otherwise, Hina wouldn't have bothered her at this time. "Okay, wait a minute, I'm going to the restroom."

Half a minute later, Haruhi Hina heard Tamura Kyoko's voice again, saying that she was hiding in the bathroom and that she could talk to her if she had something to say.

Haruhi Hina then sent the photo over, and to avoid upsetting Kyoko, she gave a brief explanation:

"Kyoko...find a place to sit down and get ready. What I'm about to tell you might not be good news. Just now, when I went back to the hotel that the school arranged, I unexpectedly saw Mr. Horii downstairs. It seems that the place where you two are staying is the same hotel as mine. I even took a picture of you."

"What? What a coincidence?" Kyoko Tamura asked in confusion. "But is this bad news? And then what?"

"Then I heard..." Haruhi Hina recounted what had just happened in detail: "But I don't know if I misheard. I only vaguely heard him say that, and I can't be completely sure."

There was a moment of silence on the phone, but Kyoko quickly laughed: "Oh, I see. Okay, I'll hang up now and talk to you again tomorrow."

"Huh?" Haruhi Hina stared in surprise at the disconnected phone, her eyes wide as she looked at the screen. "He hung up?! Why? For something so important!"

The next second, Kyoko Tamura replied with a message: "I'll talk to you again after he leaves tomorrow morning."

Haruhi Hina frowned: "Why is Kyoko so calm? It's like she knew all along."

Tonight, Haruhi Hina barely slept a wink, especially thinking that even though she already knew what kind of person Kyoko was, she was still having an affair with him, which made her feel uneasy.

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly, and Haruhi Hina knew that she would not be able to go back with the school's arranged bus that day.

She told her boss in advance that she had an urgent matter at home and needed to take a day off. She said she could take the bus back to Kabasaki-cho by herself the next day.

The leader readily approved it, since there was no work to do today anyway, and most of the time would be spent traveling.

He even told her to just follow the normal attendance record and let Haruhi Hina go about her own business.

Haruhi Hina said thank you a few times, and just then she received a message from Kyoko: "Hina, which room are you in? I'm coming to find you."

Haruhi Hina sent the room number, and a few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

She opened the door, saw Tamura Kyoko smiling at her, and hugged her tenderly: "Kyoko."

Tamura Kyoko's expression was somewhat silent as she hugged Haruhi Hina, but on the surface, she didn't seem too sad; rather, she showed a strong sense of determination.

And it seems like they made up their minds a long time ago.

"Come with me to catch them in the act."

Haruhi Hina loosened her grip and opened her eyes wide: "Caught in the act?"

"I downloaded a tracking app on his phone; he should be meeting that woman now."

The two hurried downstairs. She drove her car with Haruhi Hina in the direction indicated by the tracking software, and while in the car, she transferred all the information she had been investigating to Haruhi Hina:

"This woman's name is Ueno Risako. She seems to live in Tokyo as well. He said he went to the airport when he left, so I think he must have gone to see her."

Haruhi Hina scrolled through the intimate and explicit chat logs, and even some photos unsuitable for children, her eyes trembling: "Kyoko...when did you investigate this?"

Kyoko Tamura looks ahead:

"It was about a week ago, but actually I felt something was off a long time ago. You were the one who reminded me, saying why he gave me a ring but didn't propose. That's when I started to suspect him. Actually, I should have suspected him a long time ago. Over the years, some things have been a bit off when you think about them, but I've always trusted him. After all, this is the first time I've been in a relationship for so long, and I was planning to marry him."

Haruhi Hina knew that Tamura Kyoko must be very sad at the moment if she could say those words, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to endure it for a week.

Kyoko Tamura explained, "I went to see him once a week ago. I did a quick search and found that he actually had two cell phones. One was for contacting me and the other was for his mistress. I hired someone to install monitoring software on it and found out all the chat history from the past week."

The next second, Kyoko Tamura suddenly gritted her teeth, gripped the steering wheel tightly, her black-manicured fingers leaving marks on the steering wheel cover, her eyes red:

"That bastard, did you see the chat history above? It seems like the two of them have been in contact for at least a year, and he managed to hide it from me for so long! Last night when I was sleeping with him, I wanted nothing more than to stab him to death."

Haruhi Hina tried to dissuade her: "Apricot..."

Kyoko Tamura let out a long sigh, seemingly trying to show that she had come to terms with things a lot this week, but her trembling voice betrayed her:

"I know, of course I wouldn't do something like that. I've had so many relationships, how could I ruin my life with a man like that? This time I just wanted to see what that woman looked like, how dare she sleep with my man..."

The car sped along the road, and after a half-hour chase, the two finally arrived at the entrance of a hotel.

The two best friends got out of the car and rushed to the front desk.

They asked if a handsome man wearing glasses had entered the room.

At first, the receptionist said she couldn't disclose the guests' information and asked what the two people did for a living.

But Tamura Kyoko was no ordinary person; she was already prepared. She took out a photo of herself with Horii Masahiro from her bag and slapped it on the front desk.

With bloodshot eyes, he said fiercely, "Who do you think I am? The room she went to was booked by a woman, right? Just tell me which room it was, or I'm capable of anything right now."

The receptionist understood everything when she saw the photo and didn't bother to stop Tamura Kyoko anymore. She simply called the person in charge out.

He took the two people upstairs to their room.

The person in charge knew that at this point, they couldn't let Tamura Kyoko knock on the door, otherwise, judging from her appearance, she might not only refuse to open it, but might even kick it down.

He knocked on the door first: "Guest? Excuse me, could you please? There seems to be a problem with the drainpipe in this room. Could we go in and check it?"

The sound of tidying up came from inside the house, as if someone was organizing something: "The drain pipe? Is it leaking? What a downer." The reply came from a pleasant woman's voice.

Kyoko Tamura frowned, while Hina Haruhi held her phone, seemingly ready to do something at any moment.

The door opened quickly, and a beautiful woman wearing a purple women's nightgown and a men's coat stood there, wondering why there were so many people.

"Who are you?"

The next second, Kyoko Tamura suddenly slapped her hard across the face.

The woman's face flushed almost immediately. She was about to say something, but when she saw Tamura Kyoko's fierce eyes, she froze in fear.

Kyoko Tamura ignored the other person and went into the room.

He saw Diujing Zhengye, who had hastily put on a shirt but hadn't had time to button it up, lying on the hotel bed.

Disheveled, Masahiro Horii looked up at Kyoko Tamura with disbelief: "Kyoko... what are you doing here...?"

Tamura Kyoko, pale-faced, stared expressionlessly at her boyfriend of three years, whose neck already bore lipstick marks, before delivering another heavy slap.

Two crisp sounds in quick succession drowned out all other noises, and everyone present dared not even breathe.

Surprisingly, the woman in her pajamas seemed to feel sorry for the man and ran over to shield him, saying, "Are you crazy! Why are you hitting him!"

Kyoko Tamura stared coldly at the woman who dared to stand before her: "Are you talking to me?"

The woman, whose left cheek was slightly red, was clearly afraid of Tamura Kyoko. Unlike Kyoko, who was usually straightforward, her voice trembled, but she still managed to say it:

"I...I know who you are. You're Tamura Kyoko, right? We're both Zhengye's lovers. Why are you hitting him? We're not his wives."

Upon hearing this, Haruhi Hina frowned: "What?"

Kyoko Tamura looked at the other person with a surprised expression, then shifted her gaze to the man on the bed.

The beautiful woman was also puzzled by the two men's reactions. She turned to Horii Masagari and asked, "What do you mean? Mr. Horii, didn't you tell Ms. Kyoko that you're married? But Airi and I both know."

The woman's two short sentences made Haruhi Hina realize that things were far more complicated than they thought.

There were at least two other women involved. And even Kyoko seemed to be just...

Just as she came to her senses, she discovered that Tamura Kyoko had somehow acquired a dagger, which seemed to have been with her all along.

Tamura Kyoko gritted her teeth, intending to stab the man in the chest, but Hina saw it and quickly stopped her in mid-air, blocking her way.

"No apricots!"

Haruhi Hina forcibly restrained the hand holding the dagger, but the blade still managed to cut her palm during the restraint.

Kyoko Tamura was clearly provoked; tears streamed from her eyes, and her red pupils were filled with murderous intent: "Masagiri Horii! You'll die a horrible death!"

Blood dripped from Hina's palm down her arm onto the floor. The staff rushed over to help, as this was exactly what they feared. Horii Masahiro and the woman were also frightened and backed away.

It seemed like they were about to run away, but Haruhi Hina turned around and shouted, "Who dares to leave?! If you leave, Kyoko really won't let you get away with it!"

The two of them stopped there.

Tamura Kyoko was restrained by the crowd and unable to move. After struggling for a while, the blood-stained dagger in her hand fell to the ground. The excessive secretion of adrenaline made her unable to control her body. She knelt down weakly and trembling, but still gritted her teeth and stared at the man who was now terrified, expressionless, and sweating profusely.

"You dare do this to me? I will never let you get away with this, never!"