Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

I just wanted to ask her how she felt at the time. Relying solely on my own imagination just doesn't feel quite right.

Eri entered the massage room, and within seconds, she returned to the cashier with a look of utter frustration.

Chieko asked curiously, "Eri-chan, what's wrong?"

"Sigh, she's passed out," Eri sighed, hiding the sketchbook in the drawer, and said with a crooked mouth, "When she wakes up and we ask her again, she'll definitely cover her face and say 'I don't know anything' again. 'Please don't ask such embarrassing questions anymore'..."

Eri had also gone into Riko's bedroom to ask her about her experience in the morning, but Riko, wrapped in the sheets, refused to answer.

"Is...is that so..." Chieko swallowed unconsciously.

"Of course! I slept at her house last night. They didn't stop until after 2 a.m. Riko was yelling 'Help!' when suddenly she went silent. Then Hideaki ran into the living room naked to get water. I bet he passed out... Those actresses in AVs are all faking it... It's too difficult to draw a realistic hentai anime..."

"Ah..." Chieko was stunned. "Did you draw it based on his real appearance?"

The physiques in the picture book are so fit and strong, every muscle exudes power, like drumsticks hitting your heart, it's impossible to look away. How could you possibly meet someone like that in real life?

“I’m a realist manga artist, I’ve observed him very carefully, I even drew his mole,” Eri waved her little fist, then her eyes lit up and she asked, “You’ve been married before, you must have experienced the feeling of fainting like Riko, right? Tell me about it.”

"I..." Chieko's oval face flushed red again, and she whispered, "No... I've never done that."

If Chieko hadn't known about Riko's condition, she wouldn't have believed that a woman could faint. How strong would she have to be? She'd probably die!

"How could that be? You've given birth to a baby before."

Chieko covered her face. "I really haven't... When you draw comics like that, you must have done some research on physiology, right? More than 90% of women in the world would never experience that kind of situation."

"Really? I thought it would be easy," Eri paused, then pointed upwards with her finger and asked, "Let's not talk about being unconscious. Tell me, what does it feel like to reach that state? You've experienced that before, right?"

No, not at all.

"You're so pitiful." Eri shook her head with pity. "How about I draw you into a manga so you can experience it? Can you pretend to have that kind of expression?"

"Are you a pervert? Please stop discussing this kind of topic, you're so annoying..."

Chieko wanted to disappear into the ground. Eri seemed to have no sense of shame at all, and was simply rubbing salt into her wounds.

Moreover, authoritative medical institutions have already conducted statistical studies on that kind of upward state, and it's not something that can be achieved easily. Many wives are just pretending to maintain their husbands' dignity and give them confidence.

There isn't one at all! There isn't one in the world! Riko-chan is just pretending... Eri is such a scoundrel, such a pervert, she has no shame at all in order to make money from comics.

But, Mr. Xiuming has a really good figure...

At that moment, Hideaki was on his way to Ayako's house by tram.

In Ayako's large villa.

After Hideaki left at 3 p.m., and after Ezaki slapped Ayako's bottom, Ayako hid behind her room door, leaving it slightly ajar, her left hand constantly gripping the door to prevent Ezaki from suddenly rushing up and not having time to close it before she started singing with great emotion.

She not only sang, but also played it in the room, turning the volume up to the maximum.

"...Still without regret, waiting for your appearance, the sky is already dusk~ Loving someone who never comes home, waiting for a door that will never open, fickle eyes, tightly closed lips, why bother to force it, to keep asking..."

It is a Chinese pop song, "Falling in Love with Someone Who Never Comes Home," released by Sandy Lam on December 27, 1990, with lyrics by Ding Xiaowen and music by Chen Zhiyuan.

It's May 1st, 1991 now, less than half a year ago, and the song has already become a hit across Asia thanks to its delicate, melancholic, and sincere emotions.

After listening to the song on repeat from 3:30 PM to 10 PM, Ayako became fluent in singing the cover in Japanese after reading the Japanese translation.

"Don't wait any longer, he won't be back tonight~" When Ayako covers this song, she inserts a voiceover during the transitional music: "If you've loved, don't say sorry, after all, we've been through this together..."

In the entire villa, only Ayako's room had a dim yellow light on. The living room on the first floor was dark, except for the stock monitor, which was still lit up with red and green numbers frozen on today's closing price.

The faint light from the stock monitor, across the rectangular table, shone on Ezaki's expressionless face; her left cheek was still red and swollen.

At first, she wanted to rush upstairs, kick open Ayako's door, and slap her on the buttocks a few times to punish her for her rude chatter.

But listening to that infectious song, sung like a lonely and sorrowful wife, she suddenly lost the mood to hit Ayako. Instead, she sank into the sofa, staring blankly as she reflected, realizing that she seemed to have truly become the woman in the song.

Love comes too suddenly; by the time you realize it, you're already in it.

Has she fallen in love with someone who never comes home? It's more likely she's fallen in love with a married person.

He has a wife...

No. That's not his wife; he's just Riko's stand-in husband.

Does Riko know his real name?

If even Riko doesn't know his real name... Ezaki's heart suddenly clenched: What am I if even Riko can't compare to me?

"Ayako, why do you like him?"

Ezaki thought and thought, but she couldn't figure out what good thing Hideaki had done to move her and make her think about him so much.

She wanted to find a way to control the palpitations in her heart.

Is it a massage?

That was something I made him do willingly, just to direct him and incidentally enjoy his services.

Was it that kiss?

I wasn't moved at all! Not only did he steal my first kiss, but he also made me feel so ashamed and embarrassed, and even looked down on me.

Ezaki wanted to deduce from Ayako what Hideaki's strengths were.

Aside from his handsome, almost human-like face and succubus-like figure, he's utterly useless.

I am a dignified female gang leader with hundreds of underlings. Do you think I am that kind of shallow woman?

"If you like someone, you like them..."

Ayako casually brushed it off, saying that there weren't many "whys" about emotional issues.

Is he really that good in bed? He doesn't seem to mind at all, and he always compliments me on my figure? Is he the kind of person who's straightforward about what he likes and dislikes?

He's a real man—he's honest about cheating and never tries to hide it.

I keep this kind of happy thing to myself, enjoying it secretly, and I won't tell her.

"So you're that kind of casual woman." Jiang Qi wasn't satisfied with the answer he wanted. Using the dim light of the stock monitor, he reached for the thermos, poured himself a cup of coffee, and sneered at her, "You fall in love with every guy you meet?"

"You bastard!" Ayako exploded, her face flushed with anger, and she stood at the top of the stairs, leaning on her metal cane. "If you keep slandering me like this, I... I'll fight you to the death!"

This really pierced Ayako's sensitive and somewhat insecure heart. All her erratic behavior was to gain more standing with Hideaki. If she were to be labeled with such a nasty label, what would become of her?

Although Xiuming would occasionally put her down, she could tell that it was all just talk, but his actions were so warm and comforting.

“How could I possibly fall for someone so easily? There has to be a reason!” Jiang Qi sipped his coffee noisily. “If you don’t tell me, I can only assume that you are that kind of woman.”

"It must have been... when I fell down the stairs, he caught me like an angel!"

As Ayako spoke, she couldn't help but giggle.

When Ezaki asked again, Ayako couldn't help but recall the scene, which instantly popped into her mind.

She had never received any love since she became an adult, and her husband after marriage was a very feminine woman who constantly disliked, hated, and was even jealous of her homosexuality.

She was indeed deeply moved when Xiuming caught her.

Although falling down the stairs would certainly not kill you, the fear of falling is very clear.

In her most desperate moment, she was suddenly grabbed by a shirtless, fit man exuding masculine hormones, who even pulled her into his arms to prevent her from getting hurt.

It gave me a strong sense of security, and even now, thinking about it makes my heart pound.

"Really? What a cliché hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress story...so greasy..."

Ezaki had never received a hero's rescue, and on top of that, he'd been slapped by Hideaki. He felt empty inside and wanted to throw coffee at Ayako's face; her smile was awful, so smug…

“Yes!” Ayako grinned, leaning on the railing and craning her neck. “He has such a great physique and he treats me so well, how could I not be tempted? Let me tell you, my whole body went limp. Luckily, I knew how to pretend, hehehehe…”

"Hmph!" Jiang Qi slammed his coffee cup down on the table and grumbled, "You're such a good actor, why don't you go make adult videos! I can introduce you to resources, like the Beidu Group, the SOD Group, and the HMP Group. With your figure and looks, you can handle any role, whether it's a girl group, a drama group, or an amateur group. Do you want to consider it? I also plan to start this business, but I haven't recruited anyone yet. Do you want to debut as the first actress? I'll make you the top star, guaranteeing you a constant stream of partners 24/7 and endless money. You'll definitely become a huge star."

Currently, more and more families in Japan are going bankrupt, and too many married women and female graduates cannot find regular jobs, but due to the pressure of life, they have no choice but to go into the sex industry.

The large number of job seekers has also presented a business opportunity for organized crime groups eager to transform their businesses.

The AV industry is quietly and rapidly rising, with all sorts of newly registered companies popping up one after another.

Ezaki has already set up the company structure. After all, this is a legal industry in Japan, and there are many job seekers who want to make quick money. It's an inevitable trend, so how can they not seize the opportunity?

As for what he said to Ayako, it was just to deliberately annoy her.

After all, filming adult videos is a very shameful thing.

Job seekers also went to film secretly. Some job seekers would repeatedly confirm before filming: "Is it guaranteed that it won't be released in China?" "I'm worried that my husband will see it." "I'm worried that my boyfriend will see it."... They had all sorts of worries.

"I think you have a great figure and looks! Such a perky butt, why don't you go take some pictures?" Ayako said as she backed into the room. "You could even play yourself, a yakuza queen... oh!"

Ezaki jumped up and rushed upstairs. Ayako screamed, dropped her crutch, and hopped on one leg, fleeing in a panic into her room.

Of course, because of Ayako's bust size, jumping is very strenuous.

Just as she jumped to the doorway, the agile Ezaki grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her back.

"Ugh~~"

Ayako's tongue lolled out from being strangled, and her body suddenly felt lighter as Ezaki laid her down on the ground. Before she could even scream, the hem of her black kimono was lifted, and a chilly wind swept in.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped……

"Are you trying to kill me! You pervert, stop hitting me! Ouch... I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, Sister Ezaki, I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

Ignoring both old and new grudges, Ezaki slapped at them all at once, muttering as he did so: "You're a hero saving a damsel in distress, aren't you... Your bones are melting, aren't they... You're really tempted, aren't you... Let's see who comes to your rescue..."

In the background music of "Falling in Love with Someone Who Never Comes Home," Ayako's pleas for mercy and cries, accompanied by the sounds of slapping, echoed through the large villa.

Xiuming opened the door and entered the living room, where he heard this mixed sound.

There wasn't time to turn on the lights, so I curiously looked up at the second floor.

The dim yellow light in Ayako's room shone on Ezaki, who was half-squatting at the door, and on Ayako, who was lying on her knees. The hem of Ayako's black kimono had been lifted up to her back, and under the dim yellow light, her skin appeared even whiter and more delicate.

But the most sensual part was completely red.

Each time Ezaki's hand rose and fell, it made a loud "smack" sound like a firecracker.

Xiuming didn't even have time to turn on the living room light; he ran up the stairs in two steps.

"What are you guys playing?!" This bizarre scene, could it be a game?

"Husband, save me!" Ayako's eyes lit up with surprise. "Save me!"

Jiang Qi raised an eyebrow and then raised her hand again: "Husband, right..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Xiuming quickly grabbed Jiang Qi's wrist and pulled Ayako over. Her bottom was covered with handprints, a heartbreaking sight. "Oh dear! What a nice bottom! You beat it so badly! How could you treat her like this? You're so awful."