Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

She frequently consulted medical books and memorized the symptoms of overeating and vomiting.

She belongs to the type of woman who dreams of becoming a mature woman.

After vomiting, you'll feel like the world around you suddenly becomes more spacious, and your anxiety will disappear.

Xiuming threw away the stick, picked up the tongs from the corner, and began scooping food scraps into the trash can one by one, asking, "Are you sure there wasn't any the night before last?"

Chieko pursed her lips, glanced at Hideaki, gently shook her head, a slight blush rising on her pale face, and whispered, "No..."

"So, you're saying your condition isn't serious at all? You just need to treat the symptoms, right?"

Xiuming threw away the clamps; the toilet had been tamped down by Chieko, and a professional was needed to unclog it.

"Ah...it seems so..." Chieko's eyes flashed with shame. "I...I also wanted to verify it last night, but you refused..."

Chieko knew clearly what was preventing her from maturing.

Feeling lost about their lifestyle, experiencing a lack of sexual activity and tension, to the point that they need to overeat and vomit to relieve their growing anxiety.

Undoubtedly, women also have sexual needs, but if these needs are rejected by their husbands, they may feel embarrassed and disappointed because of their own modesty, which may lead to self-doubt, anxiety, and a lack of security.

In a normal marital relationship, the husband needs to frequently encourage his wife and provide her with confidence. Of course, the wife also needs to do what she is supposed to do.

Chapter 123 No more extreme maneuvers allowed!

The bathroom is small, only four or five square meters.

Directly opposite the small white wooden door is the toilet. To the right of the toilet is a white porcelain sink, and on either side of the faucet are white plastic toothbrushes, toothpaste, mouthwash cups, and other toiletries. Above that is a small square mirror attached to the wall.

On the wall to the right, there was a shower head hanging on it, and on the opposite wall, there were two hooks with a white bra and a white tank top hanging on them.

Chieko sat on a small blue plastic stool next to the toilet. Her bright red cherry lips were almost bitten raw by her white teeth. Her oval face was also flushed red. Her slender hands, which were gripping the toilet seat, trembled and turned white from gripping too hard.

Perhaps it was because she felt that what she had just said was too direct and unreserved, or perhaps it was because her love confession to Xiuming last night had been rejected, and she was now very ashamed and uneasy. The eyelashes of her tightly closed eyes were trembling, as if she were waiting for death.

"Would you like to rinse your mouth or brush your teeth?"

Hideaki picked up the white mouthwash cup from the sink, filled it with water, and handed it to Chieko along with the toothpaste and toothbrush, asking her softly.

The toiletries placed on the sink all belong to Chieko.

To avoid being harassed by loan sharks, she had to stay temporarily in a supermarket, bringing all her personal belongings with her. She hadn't been home for three days.

"Uh…"

Chieko's long eyelashes fluttered, her eyes widened, she tilted her head back, and held the mouthwash cup in both hands.

Her lips were slightly parted, and she looked dazed.

Hideaki closed the toilet seat, then sat down, squeezed toothpaste onto the toothbrush, and gently pinched Chieko's fair chin. "Didn't you want to test it? Come on, open your mouth, I'll brush your teeth for you myself..."

"Huh? Hmm~"

Xiuming shoved the toothbrush into her mouth and, rotating his wrist, brushed her teeth.

Soon, her face turned bright red, and her mouth was full of white foam. Perhaps she had never received such treatment before, which made her scalp tingle and her eyes look somewhat dazed.

“I don’t like employees who are secretive. If you have any thoughts, just say them directly. Even if I can’t accept it and fire you, we’re not enemies. If you encounter difficulties, you can come to me again, and I will do my best to help you.”

Since she clearly knows she's biased towards Riko, her worries are unnecessary. She can maintain a proper self-positioning. Besides, she's never lazy at work and is a model of diligence, worthy of being cultivated.

She probably poked the toothbrush in too deep, because she rolled her eyes, gagged, and quickly waved her hand, saying, "Okay...okay..."

"Then rinse your mouth!" Xiuming got up and lifted the toilet lid. "I wanted to try this the night before last, but unfortunately your mouth is too small."

Chieko was holding a mouthwash cup, tilting her head back and rinsing her mouth. Just as Hideaki finished speaking, she coughed and choked, spraying the water out. She hurriedly grabbed a white towel and covered her flushed face with it. Her rosy cherry lips opened and closed as she whispered, "Um, I've never tried this before... but if you don't mind... it's okay."

"Quickly lock the door... I'll try even if it kills me..."

"..."

After a while, the small wooden door to the bathroom was banged on.

"Chieko-chan, are you pregnant? Why are you gagging in the bathroom?" Eri called out urgently. "Open the door, I need to use the bathroom."

“The toilet is clogged. Go to the building across the street!” Xiuming said. “And find a plumber while you’re at it.”

There was no sound outside.

A little while later, Hideaki opened the small wooden door to the bathroom and came out, with Chieko following behind him with her head down.

“You’re a woman with absolutely no experience, so don’t always resort to such extreme methods,” Xiuming said irritably, poking her red forehead. “You haven’t transferred your ‘overeating and vomiting disorder’ to this kind of thing, have you? We’re here to solve this problem, not for you to vent your frustrations. Are you using me as a tool? This is an insult to men, you selfish woman.”

For Hideaki, who not only has no sadistic tendencies but also dislikes them, this method was not a pleasurable experience at all, and instead left him terrified.

"I...I can't control it...I keep feeling like vomiting..."

Chieko covered her flushed, oval face with her delicate hands, her watery eyes peeking at Xiuming's face through her fingers.

Xiuming looked very unwell.

Looking back on what just happened, it was almost as if I was releasing my inner pressure without considering Xiuming's feelings at all. It was as if I really treated him as a tool, and I couldn't help but feel ashamed for it.

“You have to control it even if you can’t,” Xiuming said irritably. “When those five AV actresses arrive, we’ll see who’s easy to talk to, ask them for advice, and get rid of that extreme approach. We’ll find happiness in other ways.”

Chieko's behavior is almost self-destructive; if it continues, it'll become an "M" collar. The most important thing between the sexes is respect for each other's dignity; it should be equal, mutually beneficial, and reciprocal.

The social pressure in Japan is so great that it has led to the development of all sorts of perverse behaviors. Meanwhile, in another place, with rapid economic development, similar pressures from various sources have inevitably emerged, leading to the imitation of perverse behaviors there.

"I'll be more careful next time..." Chieko said, placing her hand on the side of her neck below her jawline and gently massaging it. A shy smile played on her lips as she whispered, "It really doesn't feel very comfortable now... it's a little sore..."

"Do you want me to massage you again?" Xiuming turned and walked away. "Dream on!"

Xiuming walked out of the warehouse and stopped abruptly as he passed the shelves. Chieko bumped into him on the back, then quickly jumped away, asking, "What's wrong?"

Xiuming pointed to the shelf and asked, "Did you pay for the things you stole?"

Chieko nodded quickly: "I've paid, I've paid."

"Pay attention to office workers who come in at night to buy large quantities of fast food, especially women in situations like yours."

I've heard that people with 'overeating and vomiting disorder' also have a habit of stealing, and they'll steal even if they have money.

"OK……"

"These things must have cost a lot of money, right? Do you have any money left?"

Chieko is a full-time employee of the supermarket. She hasn't worked for more than a few days, it's not time to get paid yet, and she hasn't received any advance payment.

She had "overeating and vomiting disorder" before the divorce. Every night, after her husband fell asleep, she would sneak out of bed, go into the kitchen, put all the food stored in the refrigerator on the table, grab whatever she could grab and stuff it into her mouth, and then run to the toilet and vomit violently.

“There are still some…” Chieko’s heart skipped a beat. Could it be… Although she really wanted to accept the relief, she felt unworthy of it, and besides, her impression of him would drop significantly, right? He had said he liked people with strong work abilities.

"alright."

The restaurant provides food and lodging, so it doesn't seem to cost much.

At 7:30, five newly hired female employees arrived, all dressed in civilian clothes.

To train Riko's management skills, Hideaki had her organize a small morning meeting on her own.

He himself sat on a high stool next to the long table and watched from the sidelines.

Because Hideaki had told Riko about it last night, and Riko had made a lot of preparations, she first took out the uniforms from the supermarket: green dresses embroidered with the "Miyamoto" logo and white aprons, and had the five of them change into them.

After that, seven employees, including Chieko and Eri, stood in a row, with Riko holding the attendance sheet opposite them.

Riko started by explaining employee etiquette from the "Management Manual," and she did so in a very professional, organized, and poised manner.

Hideaki nodded to himself. Chain stores are all about the manual. There's no way to go wrong if you operate according to the manual. So he didn't interrupt. Then, while Riko was having her morning meeting, he made calls to Nomura Securities, Yamaichi Securities, and Sanyo Securities.

Give them buy and sell orders for the Nikkei 225 futures index.

To Xiuming's surprise, the operators at all three securities companies had changed.

The operator at Nomura Securities was no longer Okamoto, but a woman named Sato Masae.

The operator at Yamaichi Securities was no longer Hashimoto, but a woman named Shiraki Ikuyo.

The operator at Sanyo Securities is no longer Tachibana, but her bald team leader: Suzuki.

The first two operators followed Hideaki's instructions and operated in a similar manner to Okamoto and Hashimoto, with a respectful tone and professional work attitude. They also mentioned giving gifts or inviting people to parties.

"If there are any gifts, you can send them directly to 'Miyamoto 100 Yen Department Store'. My wife, Riko, will receive them. As for parties or anything like that, I don't have time for now. That's all for now!"

Xiuming is currently focused on her supermarket work and is not interested in their invitations for the time being, so she will postpone it.

As for the issue of connections, Ezaki can handle it all by himself.

Finally, Suzuki answered the phone. As soon as he spoke, Hideaki asked directly, "Where's Tachibana?"

"Haha~" Suzuki let out a series of ingratiating laughs, and then said, "It seems that Mr. Hideaki is not quite used to Tachibana-chan suddenly going home to be a full-time housewife. If you are willing, you can let her come back anytime after you get married. Our Minister Umezu said that we will hold the highest welcome ceremony for her."

"Oh~ I'm really not used to it..."

After a moment's thought, Hideaki realized that although he didn't know what Tachibana was thinking or what she was saying, it was clear that Suzuki mistakenly believed that Tachibana resigned because she wanted to go home, get married, and become a full-time housewife for him.

Tachibana, such a vain woman who cares so much about her image, has completely blocked her own escape route. If she doesn't want to be ruined, she'll come looking for trouble.

Since Suzuki answered the phone, there was no need to chat idly with a man on the phone. After giving the sales order, he declined Suzuki's invitation to dinner and hung up.

Hideaki then called Ezaki's mobile phone and asked her to transfer the reserved 15 billion yen to a Swiss bank account.

She was quite decisive. Since they were already at sea and couldn't do it that way, she gave him Ezaki Kairyu's private number and said, "Call my dad! You can say you're his son-in-law who's living with him. Cross-border calls are expensive, hang up..."

Before Ezaki could finish speaking, leaving the last syllable unsaid, he quickly hung up the phone as if afraid that Hideaki would say something.

Judging from her behavior, she seemed quite confident, but the fact that she hung up the phone so quickly revealed her guilty conscience and her impatience.

Hideaki picked up Esaki Sakuryu's "big brother" mobile phone number and dialed it.

"Hello, who is this?" A very authoritative baritone voice, sounding to be around sixty years old.

"Hello, Senior Ezaki. I am Hideaki Yamanaka, and I am a close friend of your daughter, Yoko. I need to transfer a large sum of money to a Swiss bank. Since the formal channels take too long, I need to make a potentially lucrative futures investment this afternoon. What do you think..."

The contract price in the offshore market can be selected as 500 yen or 5 US dollars.

Based on the current margin requirement of 5% announced by the Singapore Exchange, 15 billion yen in cash can leverage 300 billion yen in funds, enough to purchase 1200 contracts. Its market volatility is similarly high, with the difference between the highest and lowest prices roughly the same as in the domestic market, offering a potential profit of around 1000 points. On the first trade, one could potentially earn approximately 6 million yen.

Let's get straight to the point when we talk on the phone! After all, not just anyone can know his phone number.

"Oh?" Esaki Kairyu paused for about five seconds. "Young man, how much profit do you mean by 'considerable'?"

“If you help me transfer 15 billion yen to a Swiss bank now, I will give you an answer this afternoon. If you are interested after seeing the results, we can work together. Yoko and I are very good friends who can talk about anything. She said that you have also encountered some financial troubles.”

Ezaki Kairyu is also a big victim. During the bubble economy, he misappropriated bank customers' deposits for investment. Now that the bubble is about to burst, he has a huge hole in his pocket and is scrambling to raise money to fix it. He is currently being investigated by a special commissioner from the Ministry of Finance. However, as a branch manager, he has a lot of connections and influence. Moreover, none of the bank employees are clean, and they are all covering for each other, so he can continue to delay.