Tokyo: Starting with taking on his wife's debts

Then, the door slammed shut with a loud bang.

"Let's see how you handle this later."

Ezaki withdrew her look of disdain, sat down in the chair next to her desk, and made herself a cup of coffee. "If Tachibana really commits suicide, you're the culprit."

“You punched me just now, and I haven’t even settled the score with you yet,” Xiuming moved his chair to sit opposite her. “Give me a sip of my coffee.”

Suicide is a low probability event; between suicide and turning to the dark side, the choice is to let her turn to the dark side. Of course, this is an extreme case where there is no turning back.

Maybe Tachibana has the same mindset as Riko! She's a very tolerant, gentle, and virtuous girl.

They're bound to be together. Even if they're a step down, whether it's Ezaki or Ayako, their personalities are something to consider.

So, when you go on dates with her in the future, remember to use psychological manipulation (PUA) to help her get used to it. I almost forgot, she's still a romantic, searching for her Prince Charming. As a "prince," she absolutely needs a harem.

"Don't you like women?"

Ezaki picked up the white coffee cup, took a small sip, and put it back on the table. Then, leaning back in his chair, he crossed his left leg over his right, his black sneaker slipping off automatically, his bare foot landing on Hideaki's knee. "Tomorrow, train my female employees in massage techniques! They'll all be bubble bath girls who know how to please men. Fifty of them, ten a day, will that satisfy you?"

Hideaki's current impression on Ezaki is that he's a womanizer who can't change his ways. Since he can't stop him, he should try his best to control the situation and put women he can control around him. He can't let a second Riko appear.

"The training fee is not to be reduced by a single penny." Xiuming grabbed her ankle, kneading her sole and fiddling with her round pink toes. "Would you like to go to my massage parlor, or your bubble bath shop?"

"Hiss—" Jiang Qi suddenly shuddered, inhaled sharply, his shirt billowing rapidly in his chest, and leaned back in his chair with his eyes slightly closed. "Your massage room..."

"Are you crazy!" Ayako suddenly flung open the door, pointing at Ezaki and yelling, "Don't you know what kind of monster he is?"

Hideaki said irritably, "Ayako-chan, I think you've lost sight of your place again. Go back to your room, or we can continue practicing your dumpling ears."

It was just training. Xiuming had never done anything against anyone's wishes. After all, he really wanted to make the massage parlor bigger and stronger, so there couldn't be any accidents and he had to build a good reputation.

“You…” Ayako froze, her face turning bright red. “You’ll regret this! Ezaki, you’re an idiot too, you’ll regret this too!”

The door slammed shut again.

Ezaki stared blankly, not responding, seemingly still enjoying himself.

"I'll go to 'Night Paris' to select students for you later. I won't be back for the next few days."

"Where to?" Xiuming asked.

“There are still many things to do at ‘Yamagai Foreign Trade’ that I need to take care of. Don’t forget to transfer the 200 million yen to me tomorrow.”

As Ezaki spoke, he took off his right shoe, slid his foot against Hideaki's thigh, and glanced at him, saying, "When Ayako sent you money, you flattered her. Now that I'm asking you to send me money, should I flatter you a little?"

She had just straightened her right leg when she suddenly took a deep breath, looked up, and sighed.

"So that's why you reacted so strongly last time, it turns out it's this kind of fetish?"

"What are you saying... I, I don't understand..." Jiang Qi narrowed his eyes and raised an eyebrow, "Cooperate with me properly, or I'll give you a bad review... Ah!! You bastard!"

As Ezaki mumbled incoherently, Hideaki found a specific acupoint on the sole of her foot and used all his strength to press it down.

No matter which acupoint it is, if it's on the sole of your foot, pressing it hard will definitely hurt.

Xiuming half-squatted on the ground, knees together to avoid a violent blow, then tucked her left foot into his arms, clenched his right fist, and extended his sharp thumb like a small drill, circling and drilling into the sole of her foot.

Just a moment ago, Ezaki's face was flushed and her eyes were glazed, but now her eyes were wide open, her face was pale, and she screamed, "Do you know how much it hurts?!"

"Of course it's revenge! I've never had my stomach punched before..."

"Bastard!" Ezaki raised his right leg and kicked Hideaki in the face, but Hideaki happened to release his grip and step back, so the kick missed.

"I'll teach you massage tonight!" Xiuming said with a grin. "Once you've learned, you can try stepping on my back with your feet, wherever you like."

After Hideaki let go, the excruciating pain in Ezaki's feet vanished instantly, replaced by a pleasant sensation of improved blood circulation. Just as he instinctively wanted to agree, he suddenly snapped back to reality:

If I go for a massage now, wouldn't I be walking into the lion's den? I absolutely cannot be so hasty; I must wait for the right time.

It's all that bastard's fault for being so shameless with Ayako in the bathroom earlier, it affected my mood so much that I stepped on him...

"I'm giving you a bad review!" Jiang Qi, suppressing his wildly pounding heart, quickly put on his shoes. Still a little dizzy as he stood up from the chair, he placed his hand on Xiu Ming's chest, pushed him away, and staggered towards the entrance, saying, "Don't block my way."

Ezaki ran away as if his life depended on it.

Ayako, who lives on the second floor, opened the door and said, "She's been holding back so much and hasn't gone to bed with you. Is she trying to get you to confess to her? Could there be some kind of conspiracy?"

"How would I know?" How could I be in the mood to think about such a trivial matter? Xiuming carried the coffee up the escalator steps. "Need a massage? I'm officially opening tomorrow, so I'll use you as a test subject."

Ayako's shoulders trembled, her face flushed red, and she slammed the door shut with a bang: "I don't want to! What if you come with something else!"

At 12:30 a.m., after confirming the Nikkei 225 index for the next day, Hideaki left Ayako's villa in the rain.

After all, I promised Riko that I would climb into her bed tonight, no matter what.

Considering that the supermarket closes at 12 o'clock sharp, he went back to his home in apartment 403 as soon as possible, but no one was home, so he used the landline to call the supermarket downstairs.

Riko answered the phone.

"Honey~" Riko said weakly, "Are you... are you home yet?"

"Can't you recognize the landline at home?" Xiuming said irritably. "What time is it? Why aren't you off work yet? Hurry up and come home! Where did you put the underwear that Ezaki gave you?"

"Ah, I, I remember now, my underwear is still here, still in the supermarket..." Riko stammered, "Um... um, it's so late, and it's raining outside, can I sleep in the supermarket?"

"What's a little rain? If you don't want to come upstairs, fine, I'll come downstairs to find you. You wait here, I'll climb into your bed if I have to."

Just for a promise!

Without waiting for Riko's response, Hideaki hung up the phone and went downstairs back to the supermarket in the rain.

The neon sign that read "Super Cheap" at the supermarket entrance has been turned off.

The white roller shutter door was pulled down halfway.

Xiuming squeezed through the supermarket door and lowered the roller shutter all the way down.

In the pitch-black supermarket, only the fluorescent green sign reading "Emergency Exit" was lit.

You can walk into the massage room with your eyes closed, bypassing the cashier.

The thick, wine-red curtains were open, and the yellowish light from the streetlights outside the glass curtain wall shone in, giving the room a hazy, twilight-like ambiance.

No need to turn on the lights.

On the tatami mat, facing inward, a curvaceous figure was curled up, covered with a thin sheet.

"Riko-chan~ Are you asleep yet?"

Xiuming quickly tossed her wet clothes onto the massage bed next to her, then lifted the sheet and crawled in. She was so hot. "Do you have a fever? Let me rub it for you..."

Xiuming lay on his side behind her, his right hand slipping under her armpit...

"Hmm~" Chieko hummed softly, grasping Hideaki's hand and turning around. "Mr. Yamanaka, I'm sorry, it was me...it was me..."

"Oh, it's Chieko-chan! I thought it was Riko! Shall we continue?"

No wonder Riko was stammering, evasive, and incoherent... Is she really that weak? Was she just putting on a brave face before?

Has she finally reached her breaking point and resorted to finding a substitute? Who gave her this idea? Eri? Or Chieko?

Judging from Chieko's state, she clearly wants to patronize me... Let her patronize me, but a disclaimer beforehand is essential.

Chieko didn't say anything, but she didn't let go of Hideaki's hand either; in fact, she gripped it even tighter, her hands trembling uncontrollably.

"Sigh!" Xiuming sighed softly, stroked her hair, and rubbed her head. "Supporting the whole family all by yourself, taking care of the elderly and raising children, it must be very hard for you!"

"Mmm~" Chieko let out a soft nasal sound. Her face was hot, pressed against Hideaki's chest like a hot water bottle.

“No underhanded dealings are allowed in my company. Don’t get any ideas about promotions or raises; that’s naive. Tell me why you’re sleeping here. If Riko is forcing you, tell me, and I’ll teach her a lesson.”

"Riko-chan said she was too tired, so she asked me to take her place..." Chieko whispered, covering her face.

"This is outrageous! How can they bully people like this? I'm going to find her right now..." Xiuming said, about to leave.

"No!" Chieko hugged Hideaki's waist. "Please don't make things difficult for Riko-chan. It was Eri-chan's idea."

"Oh, she's right. What about you? What are your thoughts now?"

"Since things have already come to this... Mr. Yamanaka seems to be in a lot of pain too. May I serve you?"

"Don't try to please me and compromise yourself, because there's no way to take shortcuts with me. I dump women like I dump clothes."

"No..." Chieko stammered, "Actually, it's... it's that I don't want to wrong myself anymore... I... I'm so tired of living like this..."

Eri's manga had a huge impact on her, and Hideaki's doting on Riko made her so envious that she almost bit her lip.

The advertisements on the streets and alleys always contain slogans like "Be good to yourself," "Do whatever you want," "Don't wrong yourself," "If you don't take risks now, you'll be too old," and "Everyone should do something impulsive to make their life worthwhile."

Countless self-serving brainwashing manifestos have destroyed the worldview of a generation. The most direct consequence of this damaged worldview is that young people are becoming increasingly short-sighted, and when they grow old, they will regret it with regret due to the pressures of life.

In the future, Japan will see more elderly criminals, and prisons will almost become nursing homes. Although the number of female criminals will still be much smaller than that of male criminals, it will increase year by year.

“Since we’ve come this far,” Hideaki reached under the pillow for a transparent plastic bag, took it out casually, and found it was the underwear that Ezaki had given to Riko. He stuffed it directly into Chieko’s chest. “I can’t make myself suffer. You should change into it quickly. I want to see.”

Chieko gasped softly, then took out the plastic bag, and asked in a low voice with surprise and shyness, "What's this?"

"I'll go turn on the light," Xiuming said, lifting the sheet and stepping off the tatami mat.

Chieko sat up, unfolded the small piece of cloth, and recognized what it was by looking at the light outside the transparent glass curtain wall. Her already dizzy state became even more disoriented.

She had seen it in Eri's comics, but this was the first time in her life she had touched the real thing.

I subconsciously pressed it under my buttocks, not wanting to wear it.

The room lights suddenly turned on.

Chieko realized her state and instinctively pulled the sheet over herself, curled up, and, suppressing her shame, peeked out through a gap in the sheet. She wanted to ask Hideaki to turn off the light, but when she saw Hideaki's figure, she instinctively opened her mouth wide.

His physique is exactly like the perfect, muscular one in the comics. His broad pectoral muscles exude a sense of security, and his bulging abs look so bouncy, almost unreal. I really want to touch and grab them...

"Wow...so amazing..." Chieko's head peeked out from under the sheets, her delicate oval face flushed red, and her dazed eyes filled with tears.

"Look at you, all lovestruck, like you've never seen a man before," Hideaki walked to the tatami mat, pulled out the plastic bag containing underwear, untied the bag, took out two pieces of cloth, and threw them on Chieko's head, who was still in a daze. "Hurry up and change. When you said you couldn't wrong yourself, I couldn't even tell who was serving whom."

Chieko instinctively shrank back. Just as Hideaki said, she did have ulterior motives, but being told so bluntly by him made her feel both ashamed and amused.

But such underwear is too vulgar, so I can only pretend to be stupid, cover my face, and say, "I, I don't know how to wear it..."

“It’s okay, I’ll show you,” Hideaki already knew exactly how Ezaki dressed, so he easily put it on, but it was so tight that he had to take it off again and throw it to the stunned Chieko. “That’s fair, isn’t it? It’s your turn.”

"Uh……"

Chieko had been covering her face and peeking through her fingers. She thought Hideaki was just joking and would never wear such lewd underwear, especially women's underwear.

But she never expected that Xiuming would actually do it for real, and that he would be very bold and...sexy.

After this prank, her initial tension and anxiety while waiting vanished: If only... she could always be by his side... What a happy and relaxed feeling...