Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

"It's mine too."

"I think you're asking for a beating again," Ayako slammed her hand on the table, stood up, and yelled into the phone receiver, "I'm hanging up now! I'm going to teach your woman a lesson."

After hanging up the phone, Ayako sat down in a chair, glared at Midori Umezu, and said, "Aren't you scared if I really could twist your arm?"

Umezu Midori stretched her arm out in front of Ayako and said, "Twist it all you want, I won't resist this time."

Umezu Midori had roughly figured out Ayako's temperament: she could yell fiercely, but in reality, she was just as Hideaki had said, very cautious, as if she was afraid of being disliked by Hideaki.

Chapter 194 Without the constant reminders for perfect attendance, I've become incredibly lazy.

Starting from Shinjuku Ward and heading south along the Keihin-Tohoku Line, while passing through Ota Ward on the expressway, I saw the luxurious high-rise building of the Sugita Doll Factory, as well as a large area of ​​wasteland purchased at great expense. Several trucks were parked in the empty park, which was overgrown with weeds and becoming increasingly dilapidated.

Because they hadn't eaten lunch, when the car passed through a service area outside Kawasaki, Hideaki asked Daisuke to buy three bento boxes at a convenience store, and the three of them ate them in the car.

After driving on the highway, upon arriving in Yokohama, Hideaki received another call from Ayako, this time from the landline in the villa.

Ayako ultimately failed to win over Midori Umezu.

Although it is said that one should not hit a smiling face, Ayako hit her regardless of whether she was smiling or not.

What upset her was that Midori Umezu wasn't afraid of being hit at all, and Ayako felt guilty and ashamed, as if she had become a big villain.

"What will it take for you to leave my husband?" Ayako slammed her fist on the table in anger.

Her black dress tore in several places during her struggle with Midori Umezu, with the largest hole in the chest area revealing half of her white, water-balloon-like skin.

Sitting opposite her, Umezu Midori wasn't in much better shape; the hem of her skirt was torn, revealing her reddened buttocks. She rubbed her shoulders and said:

"Shouldn't only Riko ask that question?"

"Don't try to change the subject. I'll replace her sooner or later and become the official wife," Ayako said, pulling up the bra strap that had slipped off her shoulder. "Anyway, what you're doing is wrong!"

“What you’re doing isn’t entirely right either,” Midori Umezu continued rubbing her shoulders, glancing sideways at Ayako, and then said, “Everyone’s having a tough time, why make things difficult for others like us?”

Umezu Midori had countless ways to refute her, leaving her speechless. However, once she was speechless, she would resort to violence, and being hit like that would hurt quite a bit.

But she was in a very good mood. As long as she could deal with the most troublesome Ayako, she would be in a stable position and no one would bother her anymore.

As for Hideaki's previous suggestion to team up with Ayako to deal with Ezaki, I don't care!

It's obvious that Hideaki cares about Riko the most, so he's worried that Ezaki might mess with Riko. If Ezaki doesn't handle Riko properly, he might get kicked out by Hideaki, and there will be one less person.

“I’m not like you!” Ayako suddenly stood up, the flesh-colored strap of her bra slipping down her shoulders again. She placed her hands on the table, leaned her upper body forward towards Umezu Midori, her two-thirds of her oval shape swaying in mid-air, and continued, “I gave him money to invest in stocks, what about you?”

Ayako mortgaged the villa to Hideaki for stock trading. She doesn't know how she'll pay next month's mortgage interest. She doesn't know if this woman has any money, but she can't get rid of her now. She'll just take advantage of her to avoid being mocked as "not even as good as Riko" when she asks Hideaki for money back…

“I was just about to transfer all my money into his stock account.” Meijin Midori was a little dizzy from the swaying lights and subconsciously looked away.

Hideaki's stock market trading skills are beyond comprehension. Umezu Midori does indeed have this plan, but she hasn't figured out a safe way to operate yet.

“I don’t believe it,” Ayako said, sitting back in her chair, biting her thumbnail and glancing at Umezu Midori with a mocking look. “After all, you’re still living in my house. You can’t possibly not even have a home, can you? You’re wearing my clothes, eating, drinking, and living here for free. You can only be a vampire and be looked down upon.”

"You don't believe me? Then I'll transfer it to you right now. Give me your bank account details."

"What do you need my bank account for?" Ayako asked.

“I work at a securities company, so it’s inconvenient for me to transfer money directly to his account…”

Midori Umezu is a senior executive at a securities company, and her bank accounts are all registered under her real name. If she were to transfer money directly to Hideaki's stock trading account, it would be too easy for regulators to notice, since every transaction Hideaki makes is like a stock market genius making a fortune.

"Really? Wait a minute, I'll go get my bank card..." Ayako said, quickly turning her back to avoid being seen by Umezu Midori with her face contorted with laughter.

Midori Umezu transferred 500 million yen into Ayako's bank account. This was mainly her savings and the divorce settlement she received from Ichiro Maruyama. Of course, several properties could not be liquidated and would have to be left to continue to depreciate.

"Make the call!" Midori Umezu handed the phone to Ayako, instructing her to call the bank and transfer 500 million yen to Hideaki Bank's account.

Once Ayako confirmed that the money had been transferred to her account, she snatched the bank card and ran upstairs.

Umezu Midori grabbed Ayako's bra strap. "What do you mean?"

Ayako, worried that the straps would break, could only turn around and say with a grin, "Give me fifty million yen, and I won't make things difficult for you anymore."

Umezu Midori was taken aback. Although it seemed like a good deal to avoid being harassed, the problem was that everyone was in the same boat, so why should she get money? She couldn't bear this grievance.

"No!" Umezu Midori gripped her suspenders tightly and shouted, "It must all be transferred to Hideaki's account. This is my gift, what right do you have to take it?"

“Because I arrived before you.” Ayako put her hands on her hips. “Then I’ll call Hideaki and see if he’ll give me the money.”

As for paying loan interest, I definitely can't let her know; it would be too embarrassing.

Umezu Midori realized that the money had already been transferred to Ayako's account, and she definitely wouldn't obey. She couldn't fight back now, so she had no choice but to agree to call Hideaki.

Hideaki's car has arrived in Yokohama and is driving along Noge Sakura Road, looking for Sakuragi Hotel.

When the call came in, I happened to see the tall building of the Sakuragi Hotel.

The first two pieces of information obtained by Fukai Jiro were completed, while the third piece of information was still in progress, meaning that he had not yet arrived at the hotel.

Hideaki instructed Shiraishi Ichiro to drive the car into the hotel's private underground parking lot, so that if Fukai Jiro arrived, he would definitely spot him immediately.

While waiting, and since I had nothing else to do, I answered the phone.

"Hey, my embroidery company, when are you going to help me?" As soon as the call connected, Ayako's cheerful question rang out, "The three female embroiderers I finally managed to keep have become sales clerks at Riko Supermarket, don't you feel any remorse?"

Before Hideaki could respond, Midori Umezu's angry voice came through the receiver: "Give me the phone..."

"Don't grab it, get away... Ouch... Don't pull my hair... You're asking for it again..." Ayako shouted with a grin, and there was a soft "clang" sound in the receiver, probably from a chair being pushed over.

A fight broke out over there. The landline phone was probably on speakerphone, the sound was very clear, and there were also sounds of clothes being torn.

Umezu Midori shouted as she hit him, "Ayako lied to me... Ugh~!"

It seemed like Midori Umezu's mouth was being covered, followed by Ayako's shout: "Honey~ Riko's supermarkets have opened thirteen stores already, you said you'd invest in me... Ouch! Why are you biting me!"

"Ayako cheated me out of money!" Midori Umezu shouted. "I was going to transfer 500 million yen to you, in her account... Ugh!"

"Honey, it's a misunderstanding, hehe~ I'll transfer you 450 million yen first, and borrow 50 million yen from her to start a company... That's all, I'll hang up now!"

Hideaki didn't have a chance to speak the whole time. The car was very quiet. Shiraishi Ichiro sat in the driver's seat, which was covered by the partition, with an expression that was hard to read. But Daisuke, who was holding a durian in the passenger seat, stared back in disbelief.

"Mr. Yamanaka, do you know our boss, Yoko?"

"Do you think she doesn't know?" Xiuming said irritably. "Don't meddle in things that aren't your business."

Xiuming hadn't put his cell phone away yet when another call came in.

It was Chieko calling from an unfamiliar landline.

"Hideaki-kun, Sophia's mother found out, her condition has worsened," Chieko's voice was anxious. "We're at the hospital, the doctor said she needs a kidney transplant, and Sophia fainted from crying..."

In the morning, Chieko arrived at Sofia Okubo's residence with the moving company.

When introducing himself to Sophia, he introduced himself as an employee of Xiuming Company and said that the move went smoothly.

After everything was moved to the fourth floor, Riko was waiting at the door of room 401.

Chieko was initially worried about how to introduce Riko, but Sophia seemed to think that Riko was Hideaki's sister, and Riko, in her confusion, tacitly agreed, so Chieko didn't say anything more.

While Sophia and Riko were tidying up room 401, they let Sophia's mother rest in room 403.

Then, as soon as Chieko entered the room, she saw Sophia's mother staring blankly at Hideaki and Riko's wedding photo.

"What's going on?" Sophia's mother asked Chieko.

With the facts laid bare, Chieko couldn't lie anymore, so she changed her tune, saying, "Auntie, you've probably noticed too, President Riko really likes Miss Sophia, and she agrees with it..."

"Is Sofia only doing this to get treatment for me?"

Chieko, worried that Sophia's mother might feel guilty, quickly explained, "No, no, she didn't know at all."

"You guys lied to her too..."

Anyway, there's no way to explain this kind of thing, so Sophia's mother fainted on the sofa.

Then Chieko called an ambulance, and the three of them rushed to the hospital. After examination, the doctor said that a kidney transplant was needed, but it would be very difficult to find a kidney donor.

Sophia fainted on the spot, and Riko stayed by her side to take care of her. Then, she asked Chieko to call Hideaki.

Xiuming asked, "How much longer can Sofia's mother hold on?"

The kidney in Jiro Fukai's safe, is it a match for this?

"The doctor said that if there is no matching kidney in about two weeks, we should prepare for the worst."

"Alright, let's take care of him like this for now..."

Although there is a high probability of matching a kidney donor, the certification provided by the Gold Finger is related to oneself.

But this kind of thing can't be guaranteed, and it's not something that can be revealed casually, as it would make people uncomfortable.

As for returning the kidney to Maruyama Ichiro, it is indeed appropriate to do so out of humanitarian considerations. However, the reason he lost his kidney was because he disguised himself as Fukai Jiro and deliberately investigated Fukai Jiro's background, which clearly shows that Fukai Jiro is holding a grudge against him.

Given his history of violence against others, it's hard to believe he could possibly feel gratitude.

Of course, these are all just speculations. Whether we can actually get it is another matter. If we do get it but it's not a good match, we'll donate it anonymously instead of giving it to him.

Hideaki sat in his car for an hour, and finally Fukai Jiro's black Toyota Century arrived and parked next to him.

When Fukai Jiro got out of the car, his hands were empty. However, two people got out of the car with him: a guy dressed like a bodyguard in black and a guy dressed similarly named Keizo. Both of them had bulges on their lower backs, which were probably pistols.

The medical cooler should still be in the car safe.

Hideaki left Daisuke in the car to keep an eye on Fukai Jiro's Toyota Century, and to let him know if it drove away.

As for Shiraishi Ichiro, he's a professional driver, an ordinary citizen; we shouldn't let him get involved.

With his blond hair and sportswear, Hideaki was so conspicuous that even Daisuke didn't recognize him when he saw him. He was in the same elevator as Fukai Jiro, so naturally he wasn't recognized either.

Keizo pressed the buttons for the first floor and the eighteenth floor, and Hideaki followed suit by pressing the button for the nineteenth floor.

Fukai Jiro was about two or three years younger than his older brother Fukai Ichiro, and they looked about 70% alike. He had a stern, grizzled face and never looked to the side.

His bodyguard squeezed Xiuming into a corner on the right side of the door, probably worried about being attacked from behind; he seemed very professional.

Keizo, with his eyes fixed straight ahead, had the air of a bodyguard. He replaced Haruo and was promoted.

Although the small space of the elevator is perfect for close-quarters combat and sneak attacks, Hideaki didn't plan to do it now. He wanted to wait until Fukai Jiro's third piece of information became complete before making a move.

The elevator goes directly to the reception desk on the first floor.

The unfamiliar bodyguard got out of the elevator, presumably to check in for Fukai Jiro at the front desk. Fukai Jiro and Keizo didn't get out of the elevator, and Hideaki didn't move either. Fukai Jiro glanced at Hideaki but didn't say anything.

The elevator was somber and silent as it reached the tenth floor.

Hideaki's cell phone rang; it was Ezaki calling. She must have arrived at the Kahala Hotel.