Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

Based on the current situation, she seems to have no chance of winning.

"Mr. Kenichiro, please don't take offense. I have my own scandals, which I'd rather not air in public. As for your presence here, it's truly impolite of me to be here at this time. Please forgive me!"

Xiuming also gave a perfunctory reply.

“Thank you very much for your understanding, Mr. Miyamoto,” Kenichiro said solemnly, even standing up and bowing at a 45-degree angle. He then sighed, sat back down in his chair, and continued, “I wonder how much Mr. Miyamoto plans to contribute for the lady in the ward?”

"Of course we need to look at Ms. Funakawa's assets and her repayment ability."

"To be honest, in my humble opinion, however much money you invest, that much will go down the drain and you will lose everything."

"Oh!! What do you mean?" Xiuming widened his eyes to fit the classical context.

"According to my investigation, Kyochan Financial Corporation has a deficit of 1.3 billion yen, and its non-performing assets amount to no less than tens of billions of yen." Kenichiro's eyes were piercing. "This is true and reliable!"

The book deficit means that even if the company sold all its valuables, including the money owed to her, the company's cash, office buildings, and equipment, it still couldn't repay the money she owed, and she was still short 1.3 billion yen.

It has already reached the point of technical bankruptcy.

The non-performing assets amount to tens of billions of yen, which are loans that cannot be recovered. These have been recognized as losses and written off from the company's total assets.

"Hmm..." Xiuming rubbed his chin and nodded, saying seriously, "We do need to reconsider. By the way, as a yakuza organization, you should have many ways to collect debts, right? How come you still have so many bad assets?"

"Perhaps it's just a woman's soft heart!" Kenichiro glanced towards the ward, a hint of disdain in his eyes. "If I were to take over Kyosan Financial Company... heh... who would dare to default on their debts?"

"Oh, Mr. Kenichiro is no ordinary man; he'll rise to prominence when the time is right..." Hideaki secretly clicked his tongue, feeling a bit sour, but he seemed to quite like it...

"You flatter me, you flatter me~" Kenichiro shook his head and waved his hand, a smile appearing on his lips. He then asked, "I wonder how much investment capital Mr. Miyamoto has? Several of my real estate and construction companies are also in dire need of working capital. The land opposite Central Park in Shinjuku West Ward is under my name. Once it is built, it will surely become a great success. Trust me."

"Real estate requires a large capital investment. If Mr. Kenichiro wants to sell it, we can discuss it next month."

Xiuming was taken aback. Those unfinished buildings to the east of his own neighborhood…

Kenichiro seems to be in an even worse situation than Yoshiko Funakawa; he even dared to take on that.

Real estate at that time was even more sunset-like than organized crime; it would depreciate as soon as it was built and couldn't be sold at all. However, it didn't seem to matter much to me. I could consider buying that unfinished building at a low price and hoping to make a fortune in thirty years.

“I would never consider selling it,” Kenichiro said confidently. “I am confident and capable of building it.”

"I wish you..."

Hideaki gave a string of polite but dismissive remarks, when suddenly a hospital room door opened in the distance, and Fukai Ichiro's black leather shoes clattered as he slowly walked over.

He glanced at Hideaki expressionlessly, then nodded slightly to Kenichiro. "Goodbye, Team Leader Okitama!"

Kenichiro nodded without saying anything.

Perhaps because of the presence of outsiders, Fukai Ichiro couldn't say anything. However, Hideaki could guess that their current cooperation, which was to help Fukai Ichiro take the lead, had been temporarily shelved due to Funakawa Yoshiko's withdrawal.

Judging from the fact that Kenichiro doesn't recognize him, Fukai Ichiro must have commissioned Funakawa Yoshiko to kill him, probably just as a side effect... How wonderful, he looks down on me...

As for the "Yamagai-gumi" assets he sold in Shinjuku Ward, it was likely a separate collaboration between Funakawa Yoshiko and Fukai Ichiro, which Kenichiro was unaware of.

It's unclear what promises Ichiro Fukai made to Kenichiro that led them to cooperate.

Forget it, it won't matter after Ichiro Fukai dies.

It was exactly twelve o'clock when Hideaki spotted Ichiro Fukai the moment he stepped into the elevator.

Sometime within the next 12 hours, Ichiro Fukai's car exploded.

[For some time over the next 12 hours, Ichiro Fukai frantically searches for who is trying to murder him.]

[Sometime within the next 12 hours, Ichiro Fukai pointed a pistol at Katsuya Yagami's head and emptied a magazine.]

Failure is failure, but to be cruelly defeated... Isn't Yagami supposed to be a professional?

If there were a few more pieces of intelligence, the next one would probably be that Fukai Ichiro pointed a pistol at Funakawa Yoshiko's head and emptied a magazine, since everyone knows that Yagami Katsumi is Funakawa Yoshiko's bodyguard.

If we add another condition, they might empty Kenichiro's magazine, but more likely, they'll empty their own, since they came with Funakawa Yoshiko...

While Hideaki was still in shock, the ward door opened and Funakawa Yoshiko came out, removing the black silk scarf covering her face.

She wore a dark black kimono and had her jet-black hair piled on top of her head.

Her face appeared crystal white under the light, which, combined with her pert nose and pink lips, made her peach blossom eyes even more beautiful.

She was holding a black leather bag in her hand. After handing it to Yagami Katsu, she stood at the door, seemingly gesturing for Hideaki to come over.

Katsuya Yagami walked over without any expression, looking cold and murderous... That black leather bag... a bomb, right? Does he know he's walking down a road of no return?

“Mr. Kenichiro, let’s stop here for now!” Hideaki stood up, gestured to Yoshiko Funakawa who was walking out the door, and then said, “I need to meet with your father.”

We had discussed it beforehand; we needed to put on a show in front of Kenichiro.

Kenichiro's eyebrows twitched slightly as he stood up and said, "Since Mr. Miyamoto is aware of my predicament, I naturally cannot tolerate her existence. The old man in the ward doesn't have much time left, and I will be the next group leader and the only successor."

His tone was solemn and sincere, but the money had already been transferred, and Funakawa Yoshiko was truly trustworthy; Yagami Katsu was almost dead...

"I will take your advice into consideration." Hideaki didn't want to say anything more to him, after all, the priority was to stop Yagami Katsu who was carrying the bomb.

“Mr. Miyamoto, I have already said so much, is it necessary to meet my father again?” Kenichiro stepped slightly to block Hideaki’s way, then lowered his voice and said, “That woman is indeed quite beautiful. If you have any thoughts about her, that’s only natural. But you absolutely must not invest in her. You will lose everything and it will be very dangerous. I very much hope to make friends with you.”

The wealthy patrons that Funakawa Yoshiko brought with them all had their own agendas. They didn't care if they coveted that woman; they just wanted to use her infidelity as an excuse to seize all her assets once the old man passed away.

But that bodyguard wasn't just for show, and that woman wasn't someone to be trifled with.

And that old man actually promised that whoever gave her money, she could remarry... That old thing is holding his breath and won't die, is it just to find her a husband?

Some wealthy patrons who wanted to get something for free were taken advantage of by the bodyguard, while others who wanted to pay were taken advantage of by Kenichiro.

Do you think I'm just a decoration? I'll kill them one by one.

After all, once she resolves her financial difficulties, he won't be in the right on any level. Moreover, his powerful connections in the government say there's going to be a crackdown, so he should avoid causing trouble for her recently... otherwise, no one can protect him...

At that moment, Katsuya Yagami walked over. He seemed not to hear anything or look at anyone, and walked directly past the two of them toward the elevator.

Xiuming couldn't help but think of the poem: "The wind howls, the Yi River is cold; the hero departs, never to return."

How tragic...

"Mr. Yagami, wait a moment, I'm going into the elevator too!" Hideaki said as he strode over.

Katsuya Yagami frowned, turned around, and asked, "Weren't you supposed to be discussing business with Ms. Funakawa?"

"Let's not talk about it anymore. Ms. Funakawa has too many bad debts, and I'll lose everything." Hideaki said loudly to Funakawa Yoshiko, who was standing at the door. "Ms. Funakawa, I'm so sorry, my wife is calling me home for dinner."

Funakawa Yoshiko stood frozen at the door of the ward. The white light from the ceiling of the corridor made her face look deathly pale, contrasting sharply with her black kimono and her hair piled high. Her peach blossom eyes held a hint of despair, and her slightly parted lips trembled.

Then, thinking about her current husband, an old man lying in a hospital bed, barely clinging to life, on the verge of death—she's practically a widow…

She didn't speak, but stood there blankly, leaning against the door frame and staring in this direction.

Hideaki asked, "Mr. Yagami, aren't you going to take the elevator?"

Katsuya Yagami frowned, didn't respond to Hideaki, then looked back in the direction of Yoshiko Funakawa. Seemingly because he didn't get any feedback, he took a step back and said coldly, "You can leave now!"

"Then we'll meet again sometime."

The elevator doors slowly closed.

[Sometime within the next 12 hours, Ichiro Fukai returns to the pachinko parlor to check your information.]

[Sometime within the next 12 hours, Ichiro Fukai received your photo.]

[Sometime within the next 12 hours, Ichiro Fukai will arrange for his trusted, daredevil subordinates to infiltrate the ranks of employees Daisuke has recruited for you.]

The elevator arrived at the first floor, and with a "ding," the elevator doors slowly opened.

The pristine hall was completely empty.

Xiuming pressed the fourth button again.

The elevator then slowly ascended to the fourth floor and opened with a "ding".

Of course, just before the elevator doors opened, Kenichiro, humming a tune, entered another elevator, perfectly missing the opportunity.

Not far from the ward entrance, Funakawa Yoshiko sat motionless on a rest chair in the hallway, seemingly lost in thought.

Katsuya Yagami was quite loyal, standing motionless to the side.

Hideaki didn't want to have any conflict with Kenichiro for the time being, at least not until he dealt with Fukai Ichiro. Since he didn't know if Kenichiro had left, he quickly hid under the table at the nurses' station after getting out of the elevator.

All of this was accomplished under the strange gaze of Katsuya Yagami.

Hideaki looked around, then beckoned to Yagami Katsumi and whispered, "Come here for a second."

Katsuya Yagami frowned and said to Yoshiko Funakawa, "Ms. Funakawa, Mr. Yamanaka is back again."

Funakawa Yoshiko blinked her blank eyes, turned her head to scan the corridor, and then fixed her gaze on Hideaki, who was huddled under the nurses' station.

Xiuming was too lazy to hide anymore, since he spoke so loudly that everyone in the hallway could hear him.

"Mr. Yamanaka, what brings you back? Are you here to take back the money you transferred to me?"

When Funakawa Yoshiko gets cold, she really gives off the vibe of an ice queen, especially her unusually pale skin, which looks like she has no body temperature.

"Has Kenichiro left?" Hideaki glanced at the ward, then sat down on a chair and said, "How could I, a legitimate businessman, possibly offend a yakuza boss?"

"But you have offended me."

Chapter 153 The First Cup Chapter 52 What Happens Next, Please Don't Take It Seriously

Funakawa Yoshiko's cold demeanor didn't seem like an act at all.

They might take the opportunity to temporarily raise prices, since they're just pretending not to cooperate.

Hideaki said, "I heard from your 36-year-old son that you still owe 1.3 billion yen even after selling all your assets. The 900 million yen I just transferred to you probably isn't enough, right? How about I transfer you another 400 million yen?"

Funakawa Yoshiko's left almond-shaped eye twitched noticeably a few times, whether from embarrassment or awkwardness. She pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and asked, "And then?"

"The mission continues, of course. Help me deal with Fukai Ichiro. He's on his way back to the pachinko parlor in Kabukicho Ichiban-gai. If we chase after him now, we can run him over on the way."

Funakawa Yoshiko glanced coldly at Hideaki and continued, "Go find someone else. I'm in a bad mood. I'll return the money you transferred to me..."

In fact, Xiuming's own qualities perfectly met her requirements in her eyes.

Before she married Kenichiro's father, Masataka Okimaki, the old man was already half-dead, unable to eat, drink, or relieve himself in bed. All of this was done in the name of a "lucky marriage" to ward off illness and misfortune, but it was obviously ineffective.

Funakawa Yoshiko had no feelings for him; she was merely following the wishes of her heavily indebted parents and engaging in a marriage transaction to sell her brother for money.

However, as the old man neared his death, whether out of a sudden pang of conscience or out of concern that Kenichiro might have designs on Funakawa Yoshiko and cause some kind of family scandal, he became obsessed with marrying Funakawa Yoshiko off.

To Funakawa Yoshiko, he was just worrying unnecessarily.

How old am I? I have plenty of time.