Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

Funakawa Yoshiko froze, silently climbed down from the mound, lowered her head and pursed her lips. Her flushed face puffed up as she tried to suppress her laughter, finally letting out a half-squeak as she turned her head and said, "I'll bite you to death..."

As she spoke, she grabbed a handful of mud from her clothes and threw it at Xiuming.

Xiuming took off running.

"You stop!"

Funakawa Yoshiko chased after him, kicking up mud, but after running a dozen steps, she couldn't catch up at all. She let out a soft cry, then hugged her knees, buried her head, and squatted down on the ground.

Xiuming guessed that she was faking it, so he pretended not to notice her unusual behavior and walked home without looking back.

Sure enough, she stood up after taking only a few steps.

Her face looked terrible.

"Bastard..." "Beast..." "Has no gentlemanly manners whatsoever..." "Scumbag..." "Liar..."

Even when we were right at her doorstep, she was still cursing and swearing.

Xiuming's ears were ringing from the noise. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, so he opened the door, turned around, and said, "Are you ever going to stop?"

Funakawa Yoshiko finally seized her chance, pounced on Hideaki, and smeared the mud all over her body onto Hideaki's clothes.

She had deliberately moistened the mud in her sleeve and smeared it on Xiuming's face and neck, gritting her teeth as she said, "It's not over yet, it's not over yet."

Xiuming got his mouth poked by her muddy hands, put his left arm around her waist and his right hand on her head, spitting on her face as he pushed open the gate and entered the courtyard with his buttocks.

"Damn it... vomit~ vomit~ he~ vomit!"

Funakawa Yoshiko's face turned red with anger from being spat on, but she didn't dare to open her mouth to retaliate. She tried to dodge, but her head was grabbed, so she could only close her eyes tightly and scratch Hideaki's face haphazardly with her muddy hands.

Hideaki dodged the scratches aimed at his face, but some of the scratches on his neck were harder to avoid. His neck was burning from Funakawa Yoshiko's scratches, she must have been really angry.

The higher her anger level, the lower Hideaki's anger level became. However, he couldn't let this go unpunished, so he hugged Funakawa Yoshiko tightly around the waist and spat on her face whenever he had the chance, spitting all the way from the front yard to the backyard bedroom corridor before stopping.

When Midori Umezu heard the noise outside, she opened the door and froze.

Hideaki was still holding Funakawa Yoshiko's head and had his arms around her waist.

Funakawa Yoshiko had her eyes tightly closed, her feet already off the ground, kicking and punching Hideaki's calves, while her hands scratched at Hideaki's neck.

The two were covered in mud, not just on their clothes, but also on their faces, necks, and hair.

"You two wouldn't have... you can't possibly be that crazy outside, right? Miss Miko, is your period over?"

Umezu Midori's subconscious reaction was that Funakawa Yoshiko not only had her period, but also had a fever... Hideaki-kun shouldn't be that kind of person, after all, he's so gentle with her.

Compared to Xiuming, the husband who was already dead in her heart was like a child in kindergarten compared to an adult, no matter where they were!

This often leads to situations where the body can't withstand many things, but Xiuming is very good at taking care of people. So this incident proves that Xiuming is incapable of fighting a bloody battle...

They must be flirting... I'm suddenly a little envious... I wonder when I'll be able to be as carefree as Hideaki-kun.

By this time, Hideaki had already put Funakawa Yoshiko down.

As soon as Funakawa Yoshiko's feet touched the ground, she turned around abruptly, raised her eyebrows, and snorted, "Do I know you that well? Shameless!"

Umezu Midori was taken aback. Not wanting to be snubbed, she retorted, "You ungrateful wretch! Have you no shame? Then leave."

"Let's go!"

"Ha~ Who would believe that!" Midori Umezu laughed. "If you don't leave, I'll look down on you."

Funakawa Yoshiko didn't say anything, but with a stern face, she shoved Umezu Midori, making her stumble, and went into the bedroom.

Funakawa Yoshiko suddenly made a move, which touched a nerve with Umezu Midori. She immediately became angry, clenched her fists, and said, "You rude woman, if it weren't for your fever and period, I would definitely have hit you if you pushed me like that!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized she was a little stressed and worried about damaging her image, so she subconsciously glanced at Xiuming's reaction out of the corner of her eye.

Thankfully, Hideaki didn't seem to care. He was pulling down his mud-stained black and white striped kimono with a look of disgust... He has a great physique!

Funakawa Yoshiko walked to the bedside table, grabbed the brightly colored kimono, then walked to the door and snorted again, "You'd better stay here and not leave, or I'll look down on you too!"

After she finished speaking, she took the kimono and went into another room.

Midori Umezu was taken aback: Didn't I just say that?

Hideaki took off his black and white striped kimono and started putting on his dried black clothes.

Umezu Midori's heart tightened, and she asked, "Hideaki-kun, are you going out?"

"We need to get back to Tokyo quickly, there's an emergency there," Hideaki said while putting on his pants. "You should pack up too, and use your car."

Umezu Midori was stunned: That woman was so cunning, I've been tricked! No, that's not the point. I don't want to leave, and I especially don't want to go back to Tokyo…

Do you really have to go back?

She really didn't want to go back.

Just now, when I was alone in the bedroom, I was happily planning to go on a picnic in the fields outside the village with Xiuming tomorrow.

After all, this is a rural area, far from Tokyo. Even if you get tired of playing here, you can drive to Izu to soak in hot springs or go to Okinawa to sunbathe on the beach. You could stay here for eight or ten years.

"A life is at stake, Miko's bodyguard is dying."

Besides Yagami's fate, Hideaki also considered his own corneas, as well as Fukai Jiro's situation, and it would be best to ask Ezaki as well.

However, it seems that Ezaki doesn't know much about it. After all, Daisuke, Ezaki's number one lackey, said on the phone that if Fukai Jiro hadn't brought back a group of vicious underlings, he wouldn't have known that Fukai Ichiro had a vicious younger brother.

If it wasn't that Fukai Ichiro secretly recruited his brother into the organization, then Fukai Jiro was simply a cautious person, after all, he was in that kind of business.

"Then...can't we stay until tonight? After all, it's not easy to travel at night..."

Umezu Midori instinctively bit her finger. Anyway, he was Funakawa Yoshiko's bodyguard, what did he have to do with Hideaki? He might even be in danger.

Moreover, the short time I spent sleeping with Xiuming during the day was the safest and sweetest sleep I've had in years, and I completely forgot about touching the fruit knife.

I long to sleep in Xiuming's arms again. He's so gentle, so considerate, and has such a great physique, so strong, and makes me feel so safe... Even if we don't do anything, just sleeping soundly would be wonderful...

"Alright, alright, stop being so fussy," Hideaki said, having finished dressing, as he grabbed Midori Umezu's socks and threw them into her lap. "Where was that look on your face when you wanted to beat Miko to a pulp?"

“But, I, I really don’t want to leave…” Umezu Midori slumped onto the tatami mat, her nose suddenly stinging, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Tokyo was like hell to her, constantly shrouded in fear, and now, that fear was compounded by a layer of despair stemming from the fear of losing it all.

After all, if Xiuming were to discover her marital status, it would be a despair that would be worse than death and a death she would not want to end.

“It’s not like we can’t hang out when we’re back in Tokyo,” Hideaki said, in a hurry. Seeing that she didn’t move, he squatted down in front of her, grabbed her feet and socks, and put them on her feet. He continued, “It’s not like Riko and the others don’t welcome you. You’re a good person, I’m quite satisfied.”

It's already 2 a.m., and I won't get back to Tokyo until 5 or 6 a.m. I'll skip taking a shower since there's no hot water at home. I'll shower when I get back to Tokyo.

"I...I...don't want to leave you..."

Hideaki's sudden act of putting on her socks instantly broke Midori's defenses. She hugged Hideaki's neck tightly, ignoring the mud on his face, and rubbed her face against it. She desperately wanted to tell him the truth, but she didn't dare. Crying, she cried, "If I leave now, Funakawa Yoshiko will look down on me! She'll look down on me, I feel so bad..."

By this time, Funakawa Yoshiko had changed into her bright red wedding kimono and washed the mud off her face. Her fair face, flushed from a slight fever, was now bare-faced and radiant.

She saw that Hideaki was actually putting socks on Midori Umezu, and at that moment, Midori Umezu's behavior in her eyes was clearly acting coquettishly and shamelessly!

Then, with extreme contempt, he gritted his teeth and glared at her, saying, "Stay here! I'll give you the house to live out your retirement. If you really leave, I'll truly despise you, I'll despise you for the rest of my life!"

"Shut up!" Hideaki yelled irritably, picked up Umezu Midori by the waist, and went straight out the door. "Let's go, let's go!"

Hideaki's biased behavior immediately ignited Funakawa Yoshiko's anger, but considering that he was in a hurry to help her rescue people, she suppressed it for the time being, but she still did not want to let Umezu Midori off the hook.

He suddenly leaned close to Umezu Midori's ear, who was still crying with her head down, and sneered loudly, saying, "I despise you!!!"

Xiuming is going to drive alone.

Funakawa Yoshiko's fever symptoms have not completely subsided.

Umezu Midori had cried until she had no strength left.

She lay alone on the back seat, her eyes unfocused, her lips slightly parted, sobbing and panting, her eyes filled with despair.

No one knows her suffering.

In the passenger seat, Funakawa Yoshiko still thought that her little trick had dealt her a blow. She looked like she was on the verge of a breakdown, and it seemed that she was not far from leaving Hideaki!

She couldn't help but feel a secret smugness. Even though she was a little dizzy and her head was throbbing, she didn't want to sleep. She hugged her shoulders, forced herself to stay awake, and occasionally turned around to sneer, continuing to taunt, "I look down on you, that's all."

Xiuming said irritably, "Shut up! You'll be in for a world of hurt when you start running a high fever."

Hideaki guessed that Midori Umezu's current condition was not due to being looked down upon. After all, she dared to throw a punch at Yoshiko Funakawa, which was the "heart-wrenching" issue that she had discussed with her before, which she would not give in to even if she rolled her eyes and fainted.

She's incredibly patient; she's practically risking her life.

This made Xiuming take it seriously, after all, she had unintentionally blurted out "I'm sorry to myself," could it be some kind of "killing her husband to prove her power"? Only by killing the person she cares about most can she awaken the ultimate technique: Mangekyou Sharingan...

Take her back tonight. If we can't find the lock on Fukai Jiro's phone by noon tomorrow, then lock her phone.

Speaking of which—I almost forgot about Funakawa Yoshiko, whom I just locked up.

At this moment, of the three pieces of information presented by Funakawa Yoshiko, the first one, the phone call with Yagami Katsu, was already complete but had not received positive feedback.

The other two: concerns about Katsuya Yagami's life and safety—currently underway.

She could also multitask, simultaneously looking down on Midori Umezu and worrying about the life and death of her bodyguard.

Article 3: Fear of being assassinated by Jiro Fukai – still intelligence, not yet implemented.

She seems unaware of Jiro Fukai's existence, only knowing that Katsuya Yagami was captured by the "Yamagai-gumi".

Should we prioritize getting the positive review achievement first? No.

The skill rewards after achieving the "Three Good Achievements" are mainly for those who have achieved good results and have the most pressing skill desires.

Since the goal is to save lives at the hospital, one must be highly skilled.

Thinking of this, Xiuming released his left hand from the car steering wheel and gently placed it on Funakawa Yoshiko's thigh. As expected of a formal kimono, it was silky and soft.

"This kimono is really nice, the slit in the hem is so high..."

Funakawa Yoshiko, still chuckling with her arms crossed, suddenly trembled. Her face, already flushed from a slight fever, turned even redder. With an embarrassed and angry look, she glared at Hideaki and said, "What are you doing! Didn't you say you were very reserved? What do I take you for? Tell me, what should I take you for now? What do you take me for? Take your dirty hands off my smelly socks!"

"Stop yelling. I'll treat you like my wife, and you can treat me like an animal." Hideaki continued calmly, "Do you have any plans to save Mr. Yagami now? Let me give you a heads-up: the Toshu-kai has been taken down by the Yamaga-gumi. I heard that a group of brothers who were supposed to rescue Mr. Yagami, who had some martial arts skills, were riddled with machine gun bullets, and Kenichiro is on the run."

Funakawa Yoshiko's mouth dropped open. She had intended to gather the many formidable underlings of Yagami Katsudo, but Hideaki's reminder immediately made her panic.

"So it still depends on the two of us to rescue him. Think about it, if you were a highly skilled martial artist, like someone who uses ancient Chinese martial arts such as 'Iron Palm,' 'Xingyi Quan,' or 'Bajiquan,' would you have a chance to rescue him?"

"How is that possible? They have guns... Unless they're Ultraman..."

Chapter 169 Yoko Ezaki is terrifying

The jeep sped along the highway in the dark, its headlights on, streetlights flashing past the windows.