Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

That's not the case anymore. The economy is in a downturn, and business owners are going bankrupt. They can't get the sky-high prices anymore and have to offer discounts; the highest they can get is 2 to 3 yuan a month…

The law can't really touch them, since it's "free love" and "voluntary gift," at most it's just a moral issue.

For men, such moral issues are not problems at all; some people might even give them a thumbs up, saying things like, "This man is really capable," or "I'm so envious." Of course, those who can't stand it and criticize can only condemn it in terms of lifestyle.

"I don't have any money to give you."

Sofia tilted her head back, her gaze still calm under the influence of tranquilizers, and looked at Xiuming for a while before saying, "You're so handsome, you must be very expensive."

"That's what you're saying... Even though I've been discriminated against because of your objectification, I just can't find a reason to be angry,"

Xiuming grinned, touched his face, and followed up, "It's not expensive. I need a high-profile secretary right now. I can pay you a salary, and then you can give me the money after you get paid. How about that?"

"It's not good. I don't have time to date. I have to take care of my mother."

Xiuming's stomach rumbled, and Sophia's eyelids were drooping, probably from the alcohol kicking in. There was no point in saying anything to her now, since she would forget everything after a good night's sleep.

Given her situation...

Xiuming once devised a "rescue" plan: to help single wives who were impoverished due to various pressures.

Just like Chieko's case, her husband divorced her and ran away to escape debts, leaving the family in debt. To make a living and pay off the debts, the wife had to shoulder the heavy burden of supporting her parents and raising her children alone.

Recently, there seem to be more and more homeless people on the streets and alleys, and many of them are wearing nice leather shoes. In the past, every homeless person had a lonely and helpless wife in dire need of help.

In Japan's workplace, women not only face difficulties finding jobs, but also receive very low wages. This forces housewives to take on low-paying jobs, leaving them physically and mentally exhausted and suffering under immense stress.

Although Sofia didn't quite meet the criteria for being rescued, she had a great personal image. In Japan at that time, having a Western face in a company could greatly enhance the company's image.

Moreover, Xiuming also admired her character.

Moreover, if she were to enter the adult film industry, it would not only be a waste of her own potential, but it could also ruin the careers of many actresses and deprive many women who desperately need quick money of their livelihoods.

Graduation season is fast approaching, and many college graduates are struggling to find jobs. Those who can afford it are relying on their parents for support, while female graduates who can't are turning to adult films. Their youthful looks are simply a way to compete with married women for jobs.

He couldn't save so many wives by himself, so stopping and incidentally saving Sophia was equivalent to giving countless wives a job.

Xiuming has found a very good fallacy...

After talking with Tachibana and Misako, who had also never been in a relationship, he gained enough confidence that he would no longer worry about being entangled in love and thus affecting Riko.

After all, Riko has such a charismatic personality that she became best friends with Misako and Tachibana.

Why hasn't the ambulance arrived yet?

Just as Hideaki was about to take out his phone to call an ambulance again, Yoshioka Ken's round head popped out from the dark booth behind the partition on his left, and he said in a low voice with a fawning smile, "Mr. Ezaki, I have sent the paramedics away. You may continue."

"Could it be that Yoko Ezaki sent you to squat here and eavesdrop on me?" Hideaki immediately put on a stern face.

Although she didn't care at all, she was still quite arrogant, really taking advantage of my kindness.

“Please don’t misunderstand,” Yoshioka Ken said, picking up a large durian from the glass table. “I’m just delivering durian on behalf of Team Leader Ezaki. I saw you chatting so amiably with Miss Sophia, so I didn’t dare to disturb you.”

"Tadpole durian, take it away." Unable to stand the pungent smell of durian, Hideaki pointed at Sophia and said to Yoshioka Ken, "Go upstairs and get me a room. I'll take her to bed."

“It’s all set up,” Yoshioka Ken put away the durian, then picked up a white room key from the table. “Room 666, hot water for the shower is ready… There’s a phone in the room, feel free to call if needed…”

Hideaki was taken aback, but before he could ask anything, Yoshioka Ken immediately said, "It was all Ezaki's orders, to make sure you are satisfied."

I don't know what Ezaki is up to, but whatever.

Sofia was already feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

Xiuming asked, "Will you agree if I carry you upstairs to sleep?"

“I have no money, I won’t date you…” Sophia shook her head, her face blank and sleepwalking, displaying a defiant attitude. “You’re so expensive…”

With those words, Xiuming felt relieved and immediately bent down to hug her from behind.

Sofia shook her head, muttering as if in her sleep, "You're trying to blackmail me... You can't do this..."

A double room, a love hotel for couples... and a beautiful female waitress kneeling at the door waiting.

…A pink bedside lamp that creates a great atmosphere, and a pink mattress.

Xiuming tossed Sophia onto the soft mattress, poured her a glass of warm water, and tried to force a few sips into her mouth, since she had drunk alcohol and needed it diluted.

She shook her head and muttered, "It must be charged, I don't want your service...you...you go away..."

Xiuming said, "Open your mouth."

"Ah—" Sophia opened her mouth.

"Drink water."

Sofia obediently drank the water, then shook her head and said, "I took my medicine, it wasn't my choice, I'm not giving you money..."

Xiuming was too lazy to deal with her anymore. He handed Sophia over to the waitress and walked out of the room, saying, "Give her a bath and let her sleep."

“Okay,” the demure waitress replied, then added, “Mr. Ezaki, Mr. Yoshioka is already waiting for you at the entrance of the ‘Lang Lan’ restaurant on the third basement level.”

"Oh?" Hideaki was surprised. Was it Ezaki's mischievous idea? Or was it Yoshioka Ken's overly attentive hospitality?

I was starving anyway, so I decided to go check it out.

Chapter 187 You need to learn to be a little temperamental!

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Yoshioka Ken's shiny forehead was revealed.

A slightly dimly lit alleyway, with a yellowish crystal chandelier, green plants and bonsai, and calligraphy and paintings by famous people, is decorated in a rather elegant manner.

There was a small reception area at the elevator entrance, where a young female server was standing. As she led the two of them inside, another young female server stood on the platform of the small reception area.

Perhaps because Hideaki had a listless expression, Yoshioka Ken nodded and bowed as he explained the other merits of the restaurant.

Although it charges the same price as upscale restaurants, including tips for the waitresses, it's a charming restaurant and well worth a visit.

For example, executives from major banks, securities firms, and insurance companies, as well as top trading companies like Mitsui Group, Mitsubishi Group, and Furong Group, often entertain foreign clients here. "Noba Hot Pot" can be said to be famous at home and abroad.

Hideaki didn't use the membership card he took from Haruo's wallet; Yoshioka Ken paid instead.

He was very familiar with the place and had even booked a large private room in advance.

Without stopping at the front desk, we went straight to the large private room.

However, when I passed the front desk, there was a group of men dressed in formal suits, about four or five of them, around fifty years old.

Hideaki immediately spotted the most conspicuous Maruyama Ichiro, the youngest of the group, who was bowing and scraping to a man who looked quite serious and was around fifty years old.

I don't know if they were officials from the Ministry of Finance or from the police department's anti-gang task force...

Because the room was rather dim, everyone's face had a hazy, dreamlike quality.

The lighting in the private room was quite dim, but as an adult-themed kappo restaurant, that's exactly the kind of obscene atmosphere they wanted.

Anyway, it doesn't look like the atmosphere of eating hot pot at all.

Xiuming sat on a cushion in front of a hot pot-style table that could seat six people. There were air vents on the floor around the table legs. Pressing a switch on the table leg would blow hot or cold air upwards. He didn't know what the design concept was.

On the table, prominently displayed, was a plastic board, about the size of an elementary school textbook, with a few lines of text explaining that this restaurant specializing in adult entertainment, particularly its private rooms, was licensed by the Tokyo Metropolitan Public Safety Commission. The device on the table that resembled a camera was a cable TV and video recorder, but it was unusable due to insufficient lighting.

This is perhaps to alleviate the concerns of some customers who are worried about being recorded or secretly filmed.

After Yoshioka Ken took the menu from the young waitress, he began to enthusiastically introduce the features of each dish to Hideaki.

Free beer, including Kirin Ichiban Sake and Sapporo Dark Beer...

"Just bring out anything edible!"

Hideaki was starving, while Yoshioka Ken was still showing off his talents. So he picked up the menu and randomly ordered a few things: Matsusaka beef hot pot, shrimp balls with cauliflower, British Musk melons... Nagoya specialty wide noodles.

The waiter left the private room, and a moment later, a woman wearing a miniskirt opened the sliding door and walked in.

She had an exceptionally hot figure, and Xiuming could tell at a glance that she was a wife who had given birth.

Perhaps the lighting was too dim, or perhaps the makeup on her face was too thick, making it impossible to tell her age. However, one could still vaguely make out her face, which was not flattering, though her skin was quite fair and she had a girl's bun hairstyle.

After she entered, Yoshioka Ken waved for her to sit next to Hideaki. The woman sat down next to Hideaki and said, "My name is Mie. Thank you for choosing me. How much is the tip?"

Women's emotions often seem numb.

Yoshioka Ken promptly spoke up, saying, "Fifteen thousand yen, come to my shop to pick it up."

Yoshioka Ken chose the most popular and sought-after waitress; she was requested by more than forty people in one night…

As soon as Yoshioka Ken finished speaking, Miho unhooked her bra, and two rather heavy mounds popped out. Presumably because of the black bra, they were quite aesthetically pleasing.

However, Xiuming wasn't very interested; his girlfriends were all better than her. He was more concerned about why the waiter hadn't arrived yet.

“Take off your briefs,” Yoshioka Ken said.

Perhaps because Hideaki still showed little interest, Yoshioka Ken prompted Miho to move on to the next segment.

Mei Hui stood up.

Hideaki turned to Yoshioka Ken and asked, "How much longer until the food is served?"

"Huh?" Yoshioka Ken's face froze for a moment, then he stood up and said, "I'll go ask."

Just as he stood up, the waitress who brought the food came in with her head down, and Yoshioka Ken sat back down.

Xiuming picked up his chopsticks and said, "I'm so hungry, I won't be polite."

"Huh? Oh!" Yoshioka Ken nodded blankly. "Please, do as you please."

Mei Hui, who was standing there, looked a little aggrieved, her stiff expression softening as she asked, "Guest? Shall we continue?"

Xiu Ming ate the food.

Yoshioka Ken looked somewhat embarrassed.

The usual procedure involves taking off the underwear, which is a very interesting part of the show. It's the only chance to touch it, and many guests rush to bury their heads under the skirt.

In the Bureau of Commerce, whoever takes off their clothes first is considered to have the highest status.

Furthermore, the issue of female waitresses' modesty was taken into consideration; they were generally not asked to undress themselves, as that would make them appear embarrassed and awkward.

“Um…” Yoshioka Ken hesitated for a moment, glanced at Hideaki who was still eating voraciously, and said softly, “Shall I do it?”

After all, she's ordered from me several times, so we're practically acquaintances. Besides, it would be very impolite to leave her hanging like this...

Xiuming nodded as he stuffed a slice of beef into his mouth, gesturing for Meihui to come over.

Miho pursed her lips, walked up to Yoshioka Ken, lifted the hem of her skirt, and leaned closer, but her eyes kept glancing at Hideaki's face.

Yoshioka Ken buried his head under the hem of the skirt and slowly pulled down the pink shorts. The white skirt was as thin as paper and very smooth. The skirt was not completely off.