Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

The two lawyers slid to their knees, simultaneously holding up the contract, exchanged glances, nodded in unison, then stood up and said to Funakawa Yoshiko with serious faces, "Ms. Funakawa Yoshiko, were you trying to destroy the will just now?"

"Huh?" Funakawa Yoshiko opened her mouth in astonishment. "Do you want to take another look and see what's written on it?"

“This is exactly what we need,” the lawyer said, opening a blue hardcover folder, slipping the paper inside, and continuing, “We’ve been entrusted by Mr. Masataka to prevent you from shirking his responsibilities. You need to complete the marriage registration by noon tomorrow. If you don’t register, you’ll have to donate 100 billion yen to the charity fund. If you don’t do either, then you can expect a lawyer’s letter!”

Kenichiro, who had been crying and shouting just moments before, stopped crying and stood at the door with a frown.

"Mr. Miyamoto, what brings you here again?" Kenichiro's face was grim.

Before Xiuming could speak, two lawyers stepped forward.

"Mr. Kenichiro, if you still wish to inherit the family business, please do not make things difficult for this couple. We are here on behalf of your father to conduct a notarization. If the will is violated, all your assets will be donated to charity..."

"Damn it!" Kenichiro's face suddenly contorted with rage. He stepped aside, pointed at the two lawyers, and shouted to his subordinates, "Take these two lawyers out and cut out their tongues!"

Four henchmen rushed in immediately. The two lawyers' expressions changed, and they said urgently, "Mr. Kenichiro, you can't do this! You'll ruin your career! We're notaries..."

"Then shut up!" Kenichiro raised his hand to stop his four henchmen.

The two lawyers lowered their heads and remained silent.

Xiuming was speechless; he thought they were so amazing...

Kenichiro then turned to Hideaki with a cold expression and said, "Mr. Miyamoto, I really want to be your friend. Please give me a reasonable explanation."

Chapter 155 Going to Keep Vigil

"She has a great project that I'm very interested in."

Xiuming shrugged and continued,

"Because she said she would return all the assets to you and then leave the organization, I decided to cooperate with her. She'll use the funds to pay off her debts, so you won't have to inherit 1.3 billion yen in debt. I'm doing this for your sake as a friend. If you want to get your stepmother and want an explanation for why you married her, I'm a married man, and we're very much in love. I could never be interested in a widow, especially since she's my friend's stepmother..."

If Kenichiro really just wanted her to leave with nothing, as Funakawa Yoshiko said, then this explanation would be enough for him to accept. After all, he got the better deal, so neither of them lost out; he spent his own money to solve a problem.

If Kenichiro is like the characters in Japanese dramas, then I won't work with her. Anyway, I never thought about doing anything else with her. It's just a business collaboration, and there are plenty of ways to make money.

However, Kenichiro's attitude was really impolite, so I teased him a bit to vent my frustration.

Kenichiro's cold expression softened slightly as Hideaki began to explain, but when Hideaki mentioned his stepmother, his face flushed red, his eyes widened, and he even turned back to look at the door in a flustered manner.

"What are you saying! Don't slander me!"

Kenichiro slammed the hospital room door shut, his eyes wide with fury, and roared, "How could I possibly be that kind of person!"

Xiuming wouldn't listen and continued, "But because your father won't rest in peace until he marries her off, I have no choice but to grant his wish. You can lift the sheets and see; he died smiling. If you really are that kind of person, you can change the name on the contract to yours; I don't care."

"you shut up!"

Kenichiro jumped up and pointed at Funakawa Yoshiko, yelling, "I just won't allow this outsider to steal my family's business! If you keep slandering me like this, we can't even be friends anymore!"

Funakawa Yoshiko's face was already very unpleasant.

Her gaze as she stared at Xiuming was almost spitting fire, coupled with an icy expression, like magma gathering in the snow-covered Mount Fuji, ready to erupt.

"It seems I misunderstood. I'm so sorry,"

Ignoring Funakawa Yoshiko's angry glare, Hideaki, not wanting to stay any longer, continued, "Well, since we've already talked things out, let's stop here! Ms. Funakawa, would you like to come along..."

"Please wait a moment, I have something else to say!"

Before Xiuming could finish speaking, the lawyer next to him frowned, stepped forward, and held up a folder.

He opened the blue folder, took out the signed contract, glanced at it again, frowned, looked around, and fixed his gaze on Hideaki's face. He then asked, "Are you Mr. Miyamoto? Then may I ask, why is it Hideaki Yamanaka who signed the marriage agreement?"

“My irresponsible new husband?” Funakawa Yoshiko interjected, giving Hideaki a cold laugh, and continued, “He ran away.”

The two lawyers froze, exchanged glances, said "Goodbye," and hurriedly left.

Kenichiro subconsciously wondered: Who is Hideaki Yamanaka?

Then another thought struck me: I don't care who he is!

That was already embarrassing enough, I can't be bothered to think about who Funakawa Yoshiko will marry...

He stared at Funakawa Yoshiko with an unfriendly expression and said, "Although we've talked things out, Ms. Yoshiko, what are your thoughts?"

Funakawa Yoshiko leaving with nothing was something he was happy to see. Actually, he did have some feelings for her, but he had really spoken too frankly, and everyone had heard it, so he decided to let it go...

Moreover, the issue of leaving with nothing is not so simple.

For example, Yagami Katsu.

"Let's do it his way."

Funakawa Yoshiko said coldly, "I will return all the assets your father gave me to you. I can settle the debts of the Kyosan Financial Company tomorrow, and I will return those to you as well."

"Where is Mr. Yagami? It seems he's not here."

Kenichiro glanced around, closed the ward door again, keeping everyone outside, and said, "Since he's not here, what's the point of what you're saying?"

Katsuya Yagami was the old man's loyal confidant and was assigned to Yoshiko Funakawa, both to protect her and to supervise her.

That guy was in charge of a gang of over fifty people, and everyone in it was a skilled fighter.

It's not even under my control.

Now that the old man is dead, there's no need to supervise her anymore.

Who knows if the old man made Katsuya Yagami lead the entire gang to pledge allegiance to Yoshiko Funakawa?

Even if she gives all the assets back, she can take them back at any time.

The safest option is to have her disband or incorporate Yagami Katsu's gang.

"What does this have to do with him?" Funakawa Yoshiko asked, puzzled.

"So you didn't know..."

Kenichiro had mixed feelings. He imagined that a young and beautiful woman marrying an old man who couldn't take care of himself would inevitably feel some resentment, unwillingness, or loneliness, and she might even have an affair.

He did want to do something to her, but before he could carry out the plan, Yagami Katsuki barged into the room and warned him.

It was only then that she learned that she had been under the constant surveillance of Katsuya Yagami, who was reporting back to the old man in real time.

I thought she was afraid to do anything because she sensed she was being watched, but it turns out she's genuinely honest... Maybe that's why the old man protects her so much...

Then, Kenichiro, filled with jealousy, briefly mentioned the issue of Yagami's victory.

Knowing the old man's nature, if he were to make Yagami Katsu pledge allegiance to Funakawa Yoshiko, he would definitely instruct him like this: "Mr. Yagami, please protect Yoshiko-chan's safety from now on! If anything happens in the future and you have a disagreement with Yoshiko-chan, as long as it's for her own good, you can make your own decision. Afterwards, she will definitely understand your loyalty."

That guy who didn't die of old age, as my sole heir, you actually gave the best to an outsider...

Funakawa Yoshiko was still a little stunned after hearing this, and even felt a little scared. She had thought many times about going to bars to see what male prostitutes looked like, but she didn't dare to go because she was too proud to do so.

Of course, it's understandable that Yagami Katsu was in charge of the supervision.

Anyway, there's no need for supervision now.

He even said that after the old chairman died, his mission would be complete, and he could retire and pursue his own life.

Yoshiko Funakawa even felt that Katsutoshi Yagami was secretly hoping that the old chairman would die soon.

Because she overheard Katsuya Yagami on the phone saying that he didn't want to see his employer anymore and wanted to meet the person on the other end of the line.

He must be in love.

Funakawa Yoshiko then selectively explained to Kenichiro what she knew about Yagami Katsu, mainly to dispel his concerns.

Kenichiro was initially delighted, but still uneasy, saying, "Your word doesn't count. Mr. Yagami must tell me in person, submit his resignation, and then transfer his branch to my name."

"I'll have Yagami-kun find you," Funakawa Yoshiko said coldly as she walked out of the room.

Next, they began moving the body back to the hometown for a vigil, and then held the funeral there.

Because everyone knew the old man wouldn't live much longer, they prepared mourning clothes and equipment in advance.

Xiuming was dressed in all black, which matched the scene quite well, and someone had even pinned a small white flower to his chest.

Funakawa Yoshiko had also put on a black kimono in advance. By simply changing the gray sash to a white one and wearing a small white flower on her chest, she became a widow.

She needed to be mourned. The way she cried made her look really sad; perhaps she was thinking about something sad.

It's already 2:30 AM. According to intelligence reports, Ichiro Fukai's information has disappeared, indicating that the problem has been resolved.

Mr. Yagami is truly a professional; he should be on his way.

Hideaki followed and helped Funakawa Yoshiko take a couple of steps, then suddenly realized, what does this have to do with him?

"Hey, Mr. Yagami, you'll be back soon. I won't get on the bus with you. It's too late, I need to go home and sleep."

As Xiuming helped the coffin into the hearse, he said in a low voice.

"You're not allowed to leave," Funakawa Yoshiko said, her right hand clutching a white handkerchief to cover her face, while her left hand, hidden in a concealed spot, pinched Hideaki's thigh, grabbing his flesh and pants together. Between sobs, she whispered, "This is the most dangerous time for me. Look at Kenichiro's lewd eyes..."

She keenly noticed that Kenichiro's gaze towards her had changed; it was evasive, as if he were plotting something lewd.

She regretted telling everyone about Yagami Katsuyuki. She should have lied and said he was hiding nearby... After all, she had been warned before to be careful of her stepson...

When I get home, I'll have to keep vigil, facing a corpse alone in an empty house, with white candles lit, and I'll have to cry out every now and then... Kenichiro might sneak over... If I cry and scream my heart out, people who don't know better will think I'm wailing... Just thinking about it is terrifying.

"Don't always think the worst of people. He said he's not interested in you anymore. You're just scaring yourself." Xiuming said sarcastically, then gasped. Xiuming's grip was really strong; it hurt. "Don't grab me, it hurts too much."

Hideaki also noticed Kenichiro's calculating look. How should I put it? He felt it was necessary to reassess the troubles involving Funakawa Yoshiko.

“If anything happens to me, I will haunt you even as a ghost,” Funakawa Yoshiko said, refusing to let go and even increasing her grip. She pretended to cry and said, “You irresponsible husband.”

"Let go of her right now..." Xiuming said in a low voice, ignoring her.

Funakawa Yoshiko had her other arm gripping the coffin. She could break free, but that would probably lift the coffin lid.

"How could you leave me like this..." Funakawa Yoshiko cried, and then pressed harder.

Unable to bear it any longer, Xiuming took advantage of a secluded spot and pinched the skin on her thigh. He went even further than Funakawa Miko, pinching only a small part of the skin, but it hurt terribly.

"Ah~~" Funakawa Yoshiko cried out loudly, but she still didn't let go of Hideaki's hand.

One of the younger servants couldn't bear to watch any longer and whispered, "Madam, please accept my condolences..."

Xiuming almost burst out laughing, but had to cover his face and pretend to cry.

Because Xiuming was pinching her so painfully, she couldn't take it anymore and collapsed onto the coffin lid, crying loudly, which made it even easier for her to pinch Xiuming.

The two continued in a vicious cycle, eventually boarding the hearse together.

Kenichiro stepped onto his Mercedes.