Tokyo: They say it's just dating, but they're serious about it.

The gist is that Katsuhiko's father is furious and ashamed that Katsuhiko accepted Shiraki Masayuki's advances...

Although Yingdai was occasionally terrified by the phrase "Even this widow has more self-respect than that woman," she wholeheartedly agreed with her strict father-in-law's decision.

Perhaps because she shared the same attitude as her father-in-law, Eiyo felt that she had his support and was no longer afraid of poisoning Shiraki Masayuki. Now she was particularly confident.

To get revenge, to thoroughly humiliate her.

Bai Muyazhi turned her head away without saying a word.

"Say less," Katsuhiko pulled Eiyo in, gave her a light slap on the bottom, and asked, "How did the checkup go? I saw you staring at the report and grinning like an idiot earlier, did you get pregnant?"

Shiraki Masayuki abruptly looked up, her lips pressed tightly together, her eyes wide open.

"How could it be so fast? Even if you were pregnant, it would take two weeks to test positive," Yingdai muttered regretfully, then grinned and held up the report, saying, "The doctor said she's never seen a woman as healthy as me. When I get pregnant, I'll definitely be the best!"

After Eiyo finished speaking, she wanted to take Katsuhiko for a checkup. Katsuhiko not only wanted to get a checkup, but also wanted to get a fake medical record from Sato Ikuyo.

However, Shiraki Masako's current appearance was not suitable for walking around in crowded places, so the three of them went upstairs along the fire escape stairs.

Upon reaching the second floor, Katsuhiko pushed open the fire door and went directly to Ikuyo Sato's consultation room.

Eiyo and Shiraki Masako continued up the stairs to the urology department on the sixth floor.

The two walked uphill side by side. Eiyo glanced at Shiraki Masayuki, secretly wondering how to tease her.

She's half a head taller than her, her bust size is more than one size larger, and most importantly, my father-in-law says I care more about my reputation than she does...

Shiraki Masako suddenly said, "Don't even think about stopping me. I'm going to be Katsuhiko's girlfriend, and I'm going to have children too."

"Oh?" Yingdai noticed her trembling hands and chuckled to himself.

Even if she wanted to register, it wasn't something I could stop her from doing; even her father-in-law couldn't do anything about it, and he was furious...

Yingdai's eyes darted around as she asked, "Have you figured out how you're going to 'poison' him?"

Shiraki Masayuki stiffened and said, "Katsuhiko-kun said he won't die."

"Is this a matter of life or death? You need to take responsibility for your mistakes."

“I will take responsibility. I will first report Mrs. Noda, then turn myself in, and then… get pregnant. Prisons don’t accept pregnant women.”

Yingdai snorted, "Shameless."

"Say whatever you want, as long as Katsuhiko-kun wants me, I don't care about anything else."

"My husband doesn't like you like this."

“He likes me.” Shiraki Masako touched her face. “He slapped me twice, it hurt a lot, but that’s because he likes me.”

Yingdai was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand and said, "Then I'll slap you twice too, so you can feel my affection, how about that?"

Chapter 115 Shiraki Masayuki: The external shape is very cool

Katsuhiko walked to the door of Sato Ikuyo's consultation room, and without knocking, pushed it open.

Ikuyo Sato was reading a comic book when Katsuhiko pushed the door open and quickly stuffed the comic book into the drawer. She then pretended to be serious and put on her flat-glasses.

"Katsuhiko-kun, you're very rude! Don't you know how to knock?"

Anyone who didn't know better would think she was secretly reading erotic comics...

“You’re my wife, so there’s no need for all this formality,” Katsuhiko said, sitting across from her on the desk, getting straight to the point. “Have you finished reviewing the medical records?”

It's almost lunchtime. After lunch, I need to go home and wait for the weekly shonen editor... There are also two other guys waiting in the lobby. It seems like there's something to discuss. I need to ask them about Noda's situation and think about how to deal with Mrs. Noda...

I also need to go to the sixth floor for a reproductive checkup... and there's also Shiraki Masayuki threatening suicide...

Time is of the essence; we cannot linger here for too long.

"Hmm? Uh..."

Sato Ikuyo was stunned and speechless for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing. She then took out the medical record, waved it at Katsuhiko, and said, "With this medical record, you really are mentally ill. Even if you say you're not, no one will believe you. Are you sure you want it?"

Just now, Ikuyo Sato showed her grandfather the medical record of Katsuhiko's "personality disorder" symptoms.

Her grandfather immediately concluded that it was "fake," adding, "Your father did the same thing."

Although Ikuyo Sato doesn't like studying, she has one good point: she knows that her grandfather is the best to her and she listens to the advice of the elders.

Her grandfather's straightforward point made it clear instantly.

Katsuhiko wanted to create a fake medical record so he could easily build a harem later without any responsibility.

All men in the world are really the same...

“This is the retribution I deserve.” Katsuhiko reached out to take the medical record.

There was a big red stamp on the medical record, Sato Haruo, which should be her grandfather's. He really went to great lengths... Did he steal it?

Sato Ikuyo put away the medical record, a smile playing on her lips, and said, "What benefits can you offer me?"

“I’m your husband now, what more do you want?” Katsuhiko continued to reach out. “Ikuyo-chan, be good, put the medical record in my hand.”

"You womanizer, aren't you afraid I'll expose you?"

"Are you going to give it to me or not?" Sheng Yan stood up abruptly, his face dark. "If you don't give it to me, I'll go to another place."

Sato Ikuyo was taken aback and blurted out, "Did I say I wouldn't give it to you? Is this how you ask for a favor? Do you think fake medical records are easy to obtain? Believe me, one phone call from me and no one will dare to issue one?"

“Just kidding,” Katsuhiko said with a smile as he sat down. “Ikuyo-chan, what are your conditions? Tell me.”

Sato Ikuyo was stunned for a long time, feeling angry but not knowing how to vent it. She immediately locked the medical record in the drawer, waved her hand and said, "I'm in a bad mood and have to go home. Come back tomorrow afternoon."

Katsuhiko turned and left, saying, "See you tomorrow."

"Please close the door."

Katsuhiko casually closed the door, and a series of cold laughs came from inside... I'll come back tomorrow and see what tricks this chaebol heiress has up her sleeve.

I took the elevator up to the sixth floor. The hallway was empty, probably because it was almost lunchtime.

Eiyo and Shiraki Masayuki were sitting on the lounge chairs in the hallway, with two empty seats between them.

Masayuki Shiraki put on a white coat, a white mask, and a white doctor's cap, wrapped up tightly, and remained motionless like a puppet.

Yingdai was still wearing that fitted white dress, her fair calves and arms, and her slender, white feet adorned with white strappy high heels…

Her hair was styled in an updo, and she wore a familiar gold necklace around her long neck, as well as familiar pearl earrings.

She was looking at the Cartier watch on her wrist with a delighted expression; the dial was set with small diamonds.

The moment the elevator doors opened, the two of them turned their heads at the same time.

"Honey~ Look at me!"

Eiyo jumped up, flashed her wristwatch at Katsuhiko, tilted her head and pointed to the pearl earring on her earlobe with her index finger, and finally leaned forward slightly to pull out the diamond pendant that was dangling from her chest. "Does it look good?"

“Fancy,” Sheng Yan said, fiddling with the round, gold-rimmed diamond before tucking it back into her collar. He then touched her fair skin with his finger. “It’s not as pretty as this.”

“My husband is such a womanizer~” Eiyo said with a smile in her eyes. She punched Katsuhiko’s arm and glanced at Shiraki Masako, who was standing quietly beside her. “She gave all of this to me voluntarily. We signed an agreement.”

"Eiyo-chan is so smart." Katsuhiko patted Eiyo's butt. "Keep it up, she has a lot of money."

The general approach was that Eiyo, mimicking Sayuri's previous treatment of her and Kotoha, treated Shiraki Masayuki in the same way, charging her a fee...

This private check-up also has a fee, which is a Cartier watch.

Masayuki Shiraki no longer cared about material possessions; she even handed over her diamond necklace and pearl earrings to book two dates.

Of course, Katsuhiko didn't care about any of this; women should handle their own affairs...

"Mr. Takenaka, please come with me!"

Shiraki Masayuki's eyes were calm. After speaking, she turned and walked towards the reproductive and urology department.

Yingdai's smiling face stiffened, she snorted at Shiramu Masayuki, and turned her head away without saying a word.

She felt she hadn't been charged enough, and she was upset...

Katsuhiko patted Eiyo's bottom again to comfort her, then took two steps to catch up with Shiraki Masako and said, "Masako-chan, please stop calling me Mr. Takenaka, it sounds too formal."

Shiraki Masayuki's calm eyes trembled slightly, and she quickened her pace a little, saying, "Didn't you already reject my confession?"

"Even if you reject them, you can still be friends. You've never been in a relationship, but haven't you seen other women in relationships? They keep rejecting guys' advances and then encourage them not to be discouraged."

“I take back what I just said,” Shiraki Masako hurriedly took out her keys, turned the doorknob, and continued, “because you told me to take it back in the hallway, and that I should proceed with my original plan to conquer you.”

She thought of the situation where Eiyo had "extorted" her earlier, and how Katsuhiko had even encouraged her, and she had a sense of déjà vu that they were going to use the same methods that women use on men on themselves.

Luckily, I reacted quickly enough...

"Yazhi-chan, you've matured, you know how to date now," Katsuhiko said sarcastically, stepping into the room and asking, "This room is... Oh, I see."

The room was small, with the blue curtains drawn, an empty desk in the middle, and a cabinet with many small doors behind the desk.

On the other side is a row of benches, and further in is a closed door with a sign that reads "Semen Collection Room".

Shiraki Masayuki closed the door, then locked it again. She brushed past Katsuhiko, clutching her keychain as she walked towards the small cabinet. Her voice trembled slightly as she asked, "Do you need any assistance?"

"what?"

She was still wearing a mask, and her voice was muffled, so Sheng Yan couldn't hear her clearly.

Masayuki Shiraki opened the cabinet, took out a videotape, straightened her arm, and rushed towards Katsuhiko, saying, "Are you interested in this videotape?"

It's a striptease videotape... Katsuhiko shook his head.

Shiraki Masayuki changed the game several times in a row, but Katsuhiko kept shaking his head to indicate his dissatisfaction.

Finally, Shiraki Masayuki placed all the videotapes on the desk and stammered, "This one won't do, that one won't do either, you... you choose one yourself!"

Katsuhiko walked to the desk and reached out to touch the mask on her face.

She instinctively shrank back a little, but not too far, and Sheng Yan was able to easily remove the mask from her face.

After so much time, the effects of the [Recovery Potion] have fully taken effect. Her bitten lip has healed completely, now pink and bright red. The slap mark on her face is gone, but her flushed face is even redder than when she was hit. Because she is wearing a thick mask, a layer of fine sweat has seeped onto her flushed face.

She crumpled her white coat, turned abruptly, and walked inside, stammering, "I... I knew you'd ask me to assist you... Perfect, that's what I was thinking too. I... I'm a professional doctor. In my eyes, there are no genders, only patients... I also need to check their appearance to see if they meet my aesthetic standards... Hurry up! Time is very tight..."

Time was indeed tight... The small room contained a sofa, TV cabinet, sink, lubricant... and a professional piece of equipment.

After an unknown amount of time, Katsuhiko came out and stood in the hallway. Shiraki Masako was still covered up tightly and locked the door with trembling hands.

Yingdai walked over in her high heels, looking very aggrieved, as if she had suffered a great loss.

A normal checkup wouldn't take this long, but Yingdai also wanted to know about her husband's condition, mainly because his usual behavior was too unbelievable, as if he didn't need to rest, like he was dreaming.