Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

After the call connected, Kitaro asked in a frantic voice, "Sis, where is that bastard holding you captive? The car I sent to follow him all got shaken off, so I had to send people to monitor his supermarket... Have you been...?"

Kitaro speaks without restraint, recounting various episodes and fates of imprisoned women.

"Damn it!" Jiang Qi couldn't take it anymore, his face stinging with anger. "I'm perfectly fine."

"Were you coerced into saying this? Don't worry! I've sent people to search, they'll find you soon..."

"Shut up!"

After more than ten minutes of explanation, Kitaro finally calmed down and then went to the bank to transfer the money, following Ezaki's instructions.

Ezaki put down the phone and turned to see Hideaki stroking his chin, looking at him in deep thought.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Ezaki asked.

“I don’t think your underwear is comfortable at all,” Xiuming said seriously. “It’s too thin and too tight.”

“You’re not a woman, there’s no need to explain to you. Let your wife wear it once, she’ll tell you.” Jiang Qi calmly held the clothes to his lower abdomen, his face expressionless, and said, “Where’s the bathroom? I need to take a shower first.”

A sticky layer of fine sweat appeared on my body.

Xiuming pointed downstairs, "You'd better hurry, someone might come over at any time."

Ezaki, carrying the clothes, walked to the door. Just as he opened it, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and asked, "Is Riko back?"

"No, this is someone else's house."

Just as Hideaki finished speaking, Ayako's excited shouts came from downstairs: "Honey~ I heard you kidnapped a female yakuza boss, what are you going to do with her?"

Jiang Qi almost jumped up, slammed the door shut with a loud "bang," and then the door creaked open by itself.

Ezaki froze, looked at the door lock, his face suddenly changed color, and he growled in suppressed anxiety, "Damn it, you deliberately broke the lock!"

“I was going to fix it, but I accidentally broke it,” Hideaki said, walking past Ezaki and leaving the room, gently closing the door behind him. “Don’t worry, I won’t let them in.”

Chapter 74 Why are you wearing Riko's clothes?

Just as Xiuming gently closed the door, it was kicked open from the inside by Ezaki with a "bang," and then it creaked open again.

Ezaki gripped his clothes with his left hand against the wooden door, while his right hand held an ice pack to shield his swollen right cheek.

After the massage, a thin layer of sweat adhered to the slightly reddened skin, from the smooth forehead to the cheeks, to the neck, to the collarbone, to the gathered curve, then to the abs on both sides of the flat abdomen, and finally to the firm skin of the legs, all of which shone with a slight luster.

She must always have a razor on hand… Xiuming thought to himself.

Ezaki's gaze was deep and unsettling: "That woman downstairs isn't Riko, is she? Why is she calling you 'husband'?"

"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business." Xiuming glanced her up and down. "You should think about how to reduce the swelling and improve your appearance!"

Ezaki didn't say anything more, and slowly closed the door with an indifferent expression.

She wanted to retort, "How could my swelling be if you didn't hit me?"

However, saying that would bring up the issue of shooting, and then the struggle over the pistol would lead to a never-ending dispute over who was right and who was wrong.

Let's not discuss this embarrassing incident of being slapped in the face anymore; let's just remember it.

At the bottom of the winding marble staircase, Ayako gripped the handrail with her right hand and leaned on her cane with her left, craning her neck to look up as she walked, her eyes filled with "fierce fighting spirit".

She took a shower, went downstairs, and returned to the supermarket.

According to Riko and Eri, Hideaki drove off in a yakuza car with the female yakuza boss.

Ayako immediately realized that Hideaki would come here, since this was the only place besides 403.

Riko had intended to take a taxi directly here, but with a hint of resentment, she subtly signaled to the gang members watching nearby. Ayako immediately understood, and it took several taxi transfers to finally get home.

Of course, I was definitely not in a good mood.

Although for a law-abiding citizen like her, the mere mention of gangsters always conjures up images of criminal activities, and she can't help but subconsciously worry about Xiuming's safety.

But then I thought about how she was a female company president, and Eri said she was a beautiful woman, and that made it feel different.

When she woke up in the morning, she immediately felt Xiuming's strength and how particularly good he was at flirting.

When I was in a good mood, I felt like I could do anything he wanted and I would agree to any request he made.

No wonder Riko kept screaming for help, it was terrifying.

How could he be so good? He's not human, he's an animal.

I like him so much, I want to hide him away.

He can't let other women know how terrible he is.

Hearing the word "kidnapping" immediately makes me think of terrible things, what if...

Absolutely not!

What Riko dares not handle, I will handle!

That beast must be kept in check; he must never be allowed to seduce another woman.

Ayako rushed back and the first thing she did upon opening the door was to call out "Husband" to assert her ownership.

Xiuming walked out of the room unharmed, which relieved her greatly, since according to the timeline, it shouldn't have been this fast.

It's a pity we can't see the female president from this angle, and we don't know if her clothes are intact...

"Honey~ help me upstairs quickly," Ayako glanced at the closed door, took off her black trench coat, draped it over the handrail of the stairs, and swayed her shoulder at Hideaki, "I'm too heavy here~"

Her figure and height make her act coquettish, which is really incongruous, but the visual impact is greater than anyone else's.

After taking off the black trench coat, she was wearing a cropped, off-white turtleneck knit top with a fitted silhouette.

On her, the exaggerated bust size, though several cup sizes smaller, appeared even more firm and elastic.

She was wearing black wide-leg pants that were a size too small, with the pant legs half a length shorter, revealing a third of her calves, and white slippers.

As Xiuming walked downstairs, he asked, "Why are you wearing Riko's clothes?"

"I like wearing it, so I'll wear it!"

Ayako's wide eyes were filled with laughter as she leaned against the escalator handrail, tilted her head, and ran the back of her left hand across her neck, then down her body, saying, "Doesn't it feel strangely novel?"

Her pants were still in the bathroom of room 403. She had intended to throw them in the washing machine, but the washing machine was on the balcony.

There were no curtains to block the view from the balcony, and she was really worried about going over there naked, especially since it was only the fourth floor and the opposite buildings were very clearly visible.

Then I found a pair of pants belonging to Riko, but the pants didn't match the top, so I just changed into Riko's top instead.

However, the image in the mirror was too erotic, so he wore his black trench coat on the outside.

Then, she forgot about the dirty pants she had left in the bathroom.

“Uh…” Xiuming had just walked up to Ayako when he paused, and that classic line was really too appropriate for this occasion. He picked up the black trench coat that was hanging on the armrest and took the cane from her hand, “You’re so sexy.”

“How does it compare to that female president?” Ayako leaned against Hideaki, then hopped on one leg, wrapped her arms around his neck, and wrapped her legs around his waist. She whispered in his ear, “I’ve said it before, if I find out you’re seeing other women, I’ll sabotage you.”

"That female president has better taste in lingerie than you."

Xiuming carried Ayako through the small white door of the nanny's room and headed towards Ayako's room.

As he passed by Xiaobai's door, he assumed that Ezaki would be standing behind it in case the door opened automatically. He had intended to say something to provoke Ezaki's eagerness, such as, "That female president's right cheek is too big, she can't compare to you. You're more sassy, ​​better than her."

If Ezaki hears this, he'll more or less start thinking about restoring his appearance. Then he'll get the "good review" reward.

But what Ayako added later was truly terrifying; she actually dared to try and steal a man's pleasure, and it was definitely not going to be allowed to succeed.

"You've seen her underwear?" Ayako grabbed Hideaki's head with both hands, shaking it violently back and forth, slamming her chest against his face, and shouted, "You can't do this, you can't!"

"Even Riko doesn't care, so why should you?" Because of the excessive elasticity, Hideaki had to quickly put her on the mattress, then grabbed her wrist, pulled his head away, pointed to the closed door and said, "Her taste in underwear is better than yours. It's custom-made at a high price. Don't you want to go take a look?"

The current intelligence still indicates that Ezaki rejected Ayako's greeting; it's just a matter of probability. If Ayako is taken away now, the intelligence will become invalid and change.

Of course, for the sake of the skill reward for "good reviews", such an easy thing cannot be changed, and even more so, the development of the event must be embellished.

"Hmm?" Ayako looked at Hideaki's face suspiciously. "Why do I feel like you're... trying to get me to fight her?"

"Can you beat her? She knows kung fu. She'll just let you see her underwear and then make a few for Riko. They're super sexy, really show off her charm, and they're very comfortable."

If it's really as comfortable as Ezaki said, then it's definitely worth letting Riko try it. Given her conservative and shy nature, she'll definitely be hooked after seeing it.

Wearing it didn't cause her any physical discomfort, and it also allowed her to release her emotional stress along with her shyness, greatly reducing her mental strain.

In the morning, Riko was actually helping Ayako tidy up her underwear. She must have felt very wronged, so we need to help her feel better.

Ayako paused, turned her head away, frowned, and said to the floor, "Then her underwear must be extremely vulgar."

Chapter 75 If you've got the guts to snatch them, then open the door!

"How could you be so filthy? I value comfort," Xiuming waved his hand urging, "Hurry up, hurry up."

"You scumbag, don't you even consider my feelings?" Ayako suddenly became furious. "Do you think I'm some kind of idiot like Riko? Someone who would listen to your every word?"

Before Xiuming could speak, she added with a grin, "Unless you grant me one request."

“You change your mind so quickly,” Xiuming said, shrugging. “Go ahead and tell me, I’ll try my best to satisfy you.”

"Although I really want you to stop messing around with other women, you scumbag will definitely say one thing to my face and another behind my back,"

Ayako mimicked Hideaki's gesture, shrugged helplessly, and looked up at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling. Then she turned around abruptly, pointed two index fingers at Hideaki's face, and said with a grin, "So, you need to give me a 'plan for the development of my embroidery business,' a plan like Riko's supermarket. I want to open a chain of stores."

“I like your ambition, no problem,” Xiuming opened the bedside table drawer, took out a ballpoint pen, “Go open the door, I’ll write for you now.”

Ayako's request made Hideaki feel that she had become much more important, giving him a sense of being a despicable tool.

But that's how men are! What can I do?

Satisfy her.

Ayako, leaning on her cane, happily went out the door.

Xiuming twirled the ballpoint pen in his fingers, staring at the blank A4 paper, lost in thought.

Classification of embroidery products by type.

There are high-end art collectibles, such as "Mona Lisa", "Sunflowers" and "One Hundred Horses", as well as high-end custom-made clothing.

There are also mass-market consumer goods and home furnishings, such as cross-stitch kits, framed paintings, embroidered cushions, tablecloths, etc.

Opening a chain of embroidery stores in Japan? Dream on!

Of course, it is also feasible. The animation industry will be booming in the future, with IP derivatives, animation merchandise, and embroidery.