Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

Ezaki took a deep breath, his heart pounding.

His chin was quite warm, and he had stubble. Every time he slightly shook his head, the sensation felt like an electric current running straight to his stomach. In a daze, she thought of the pleasurable weightlessness she felt when swinging on a swing.

"You're not going to catch Ichiro Fukai in the act, are you?" Hideaki said, sitting up.

“Yes,” Jiang Qi finished swinging on the swing and felt a sense of emptiness. He hooked his foot over the slippers at the foot of the bed, got off the small bed, walked to the wardrobe where he kept his clothes, opened the door to reveal a row of his clothes, and continued, “So, stop sexually harassing me with your eyes. I’m very busy.”

While moving stock monitors and other equipment, she also brought a lot of clothes from home today, indicating that she has decided to stay here permanently.

After all, it requires real-time monitoring of stock data.

Xiuming frowned, stood up, and said, "We really should deal with him as soon as possible. Do you have any plans?"

Ezaki briefly explained his plan to "take photos of the evidence first, then mail them anonymously."

Although Fukai Ichiro was arrogant towards Ezaki and often resorted to underhanded tactics, his loyalty to the Yamaga Organization was genuine, and he never underreported the funds he handed over to the organization.

Currently, the nationwide campaign to "crack down on organized crime and eliminate evil" is in full swing, with even "eliminating sex offenders" being carried out on trams. For the underworld, the situation is extremely serious.

Ichiro Fukai wasn't stupid; he naturally knew that a small-time yakuza gang couldn't withstand the tide of history.

He'll be scared if you just throw the evidence on his desk.

“It seems like a good idea…” Hideaki nodded. “But what if you get exposed? They’ll question you. You’ll be labeled a traitor, your reputation will be ruined, and you won’t even be able to stay as president.”

“If we don’t transform, we’ll die. They’ll understand,” Ezaki said, his back to Hideaki, as he unbuttoned his white shirt and pulled it over his shoulder, revealing a section of his smooth, white shoulder and a large expanse of his fair, smooth back. Then he turned his head, presenting his left side to Hideaki, and said, “Get out. I need to change.”

Another look worthy of a fashion magazine cover! Fantastic! Here's another picture to brighten your mood.

"Don't worry about changing it! I'm watching!"

"Clam?"

Jiang Qi made a questioning, nasal sound, and when he turned around, he had already taken off his shirt and casually threw it on the ground. He snorted, "Do you think I would care about such a trivial matter? You really are a shameless guy."

"What can I do? After all, this is my only hobby. You'll understand, right?"

Ezaki didn't respond; she wasn't wearing a bra...

Cream pudding is so good... It's a muscular, super white cream pudding with a defined waistline.

Ezaki bent down and pulled out two small pieces of black lace fabric from the bottom of the wardrobe.

If you just look at it, a man wouldn't imagine what it's for; it's underwear.

Ezaki was wearing a dark black, stretchy tracksuit without any tags, with the zipper pulled all the way up to his chin and the cuffs just covering his wrists.

Then, he took out an Ultraman mask from the cabinet, showing only the eyes.

Her hair, styled in a bun, was also hidden behind the mask.

Hideaki rested his chin on his hand, turned the bedside lamp to its brightest setting, and asked, "Yoko-chan, could you stand in front of this lamp with your hands on your hips and do a few hip-twisting dance moves for me? I want to see."

Are you a pervert?

Ezaki put his hands on his hips, walked past Hideaki, and headed towards the door in his slippers.

Xiuming immediately got up and followed.

Ezaki picked up the black coat from the hanger behind the door, raised an eyebrow playfully, and asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

“I would be troubled if my business partner were ruined.” Xiuming took the coat from her hand and draped it over her shoulders. “A sexy Ultraman like that will get harassed.”

"That must be you."

Ezaki instinctively raised his hand to cooperate and put on his coat.

As Xiuming earnestly buttoned her clothes, a thought struck her, and she wondered: Could it be that I was attracted to him because of such a trivial thing?

Is now the time to daydream?

As Xiuming spoke, he lifted the back of her coat and lightly slapped her bottom with a "smack." Then he put his arm around the back of her neck, pulled her out of the room, and said, "Let's go!"

"Ugh, you rude and disrespectful jerk!"

Jiang Qi almost jumped up, hurriedly bending down to remove his straps, then grabbed his wrists with both hands and flung them away, saying in embarrassment and anger, "Don't I have any dignity?! How dare you treat me like this in public? I, I'll break one of your legs!"

"Does being inside mean you can do whatever you want?"

Ezaki froze, shoved Hideaki aside, and stormed down the stairs.

Are you going out?

Ayako stood barefoot in the doorway, her hair disheveled, one leg raised, one hand on the doorframe, the other holding a blue bed sheet to her chest.

"Go back to your room and go to sleep," Xiuming said, lifting the sheets for her.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Ayako lowered her head. "Compared to cream pudding, which is better?"

“You’re so boring,” Xiuming said, gently pulling her closer and turning her around by the shoulders. “Is this something you can compare? You’re amazing too, go to sleep!”

"That sounds dangerous. Should we call the police first?"

"How could it be dangerous? Don't worry about it, go to sleep!"

Hideaki closed the door for her, then thought back to himself that if he went to Yokohama, he wouldn't be able to get home tonight. He should call Riko to let her know so she wouldn't have to wait any longer.

He immediately went downstairs, picked up the phone on the rectangular table under the stock display, and dialed the supermarket's number.

It was 11:55 a.m., and the plan was to leave work promptly at 12:00 p.m.

Chieko answered the phone and said that Riko was still sleeping in the massage room. She had woken up a few times, drunk some water, but still looked very tired.

She spoke haltingly, not at all like someone who had become a mother; she sounded like a shy young wife, which was completely baffling.

"Have you finished explaining? Then let's go!"

Ezaki sat on the single sofa for ten minutes, quietly listening to Hideaki ask about Riko's situation.

Judging from his appearance, he seems to care a lot about Riko, who isn't actually his wife.

He seems to be a loving man, not just a scumbag.

Surprisingly, I felt a little relieved.

Ezaki then took out another pair of dark black sneakers from the shoe cabinet.

"Is Riko sick?" Ezaki asked casually, observing Hideaki's expression as he put on his shoes. "I've decided to visit her tomorrow."

"She's just too weak. She'll be fine after a few days of rest," Xiuming said, putting on his shoes and opening the door. "You're welcome to visit anytime, but don't bully her."

Do you think I'm that kind of boring person?

Ezaki wanted to ask him, "What if you bully him?"

However, thinking of Ayako's despicable face, who constantly instigated him to cause trouble for Riko, Hideaki would mention Riko in two out of every three sentences he spoke.

He had already said that as long as Riko continued to acknowledge his identity as her husband, he could continue to hide his true identity.

We definitely need to protect Riko.

Even if you don't want to expose your past as a wanted criminal, it's not that difficult to get a fake identity.

They must have been captivated by such a lovely stay-at-home wife.

They weren't a real couple... Ayako didn't know.

Chapter 99: Just a Simple Crime Scene

Hideaki followed Ezaki to "Night Paris Soap Park" first, as Ezaki needed to get his camera.

Since Ezaki hadn't returned to the shop for two consecutive days, he wore an Ultraman mask and held a brief meeting with the bubble bath girls in the shop.

The main question is whether you've encountered any strange customers or been given a hard time.

Of course, the key point is to repeatedly warn them: when providing services in the store, they must strictly adhere to the bottom line. It's okay to rub against them, but no interfering with their services.

"Don't use excuses like 'the customer insisted,' 'they gave too much,' or 'we've developed feelings.' If you don't want to refuse, go to the love hotel across the street and book a room. You're not allowed to do it in the shop..."

Ezaki displayed her domineering queen-like aura, and with each word she uttered, the row of bubble bath girls would lower their heads and shrink their necks.

Due to historical and socio-cultural reasons, Japan's laws regarding the sex industry are very complex, existing in a gray area between "strict prohibition" and "tacit acceptance."

Under the Business Law, nightclubs, cabarets, private salons, bubble baths, adult video arcades, strip clubs, and love hotels can all legally obtain business licenses.

While the law explicitly prohibits using sexual acts themselves as the object of a transaction (i.e., "sexual intercourse"), it allows the provision of services that "accompany sexual arousal".

The problem is complex because while prostitution (the act itself) is prohibited, there are no clear and detailed penalties for those who buy sex. Once caught in the act, the severity of the punishment can vary greatly.

The main targets of punishment are those who act as "intermediaries," "facilitators," and "providers of venues."

Ezaki's bubble bath shops are located in this gray area.

Of course, she could also claim, based on the theory of "free love," that the customer and the bubble bath girl "developed feelings" during their time alone together, and that the subsequent sexual behavior was the result of "personal free love," rather than a service provided by the store.

The tips they receive are not service fees, but rather "voluntary gifts" from customers.

However, Ezaki is currently at a critical juncture in her transition from black to white, and too many shady projects need to be abandoned. She doesn't want to create unnecessary trouble here.

The meeting lasted about half an hour, and Xiuming sat in the corner and watched for half an hour.

Ezaki's speech and warnings made him think about the evolution of the gray area in the future.

Current laws are still focused on severely punishing "intermediaries," "facilitators," and "providing venues," but in the future, the law will shift its focus to punishing "gigolos."

In the future, Japanese women, especially widows and divorcees, will be among the most well-off groups in the world; they will be extremely wealthy.

This led to the emergence of host clubs that specialize in "emotional fraud".

Most male prostitutes still retain a shred of male dignity, and due to dissatisfaction with the status quo, they are extremely prone to engaging in extreme behaviors.

Women who are "emotional" are too easily swayed by "emotional value" and can easily be deceived.

After being swindled out of all their money, the male prostitute would instigate them to take out loans. Once they were heavily in debt, the male prostitute would drag them into prostitution.

This situation makes it difficult for single women to guard against, since they seek out male escorts for "emotional value." As a result, the constantly updated "Fengying Law" has shifted the punishment to male escorts.

In a future location in the east, a male escort industry that provides "emotional value" is quietly emerging, using services such as chatting and emotional companionship as a pretext. There are more wealthy divorced and single women in the area.

After Ezaki got the camera, the two returned to Ayako's villa. Instead of going upstairs, they went to the underground parking lot.

As soon as Xiuming opened the passenger door, Jiang Qi jumped in first, crossed his arms, and said, "We're outside now, so you have to give me face, or I'll give you a bad review."

When she was having a meeting at the store just now, Hideaki's willingness to play the background role made Ezaki quite comfortable.

She was convinced that Xiuming had a strange habit of giving "good reviews" and "bad reviews." She always felt passive and frustrated when talking to Xiuming. She wanted to seize every opportunity to boss him around so that she would feel better.