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

After all, if they are captured by gangsters to pay off debts, they will be forced into prostitution, which is worse than death!

Mind your own business, and your gossipy mouth will get you kicked!

However, we need to clarify some questions: Why is she called "wife"? Shouldn't she be called "girlfriend"?

After Katsuhiko entered the gate, Eiya closed and locked it, watching Katsuhiko's expression, and asked softly, "Is the convenience store owner a woman?"

“You can call her Mikoto. She’s about your age and also divorced,” Katsuhiko nodded and walked into the house. “She also has a four-year-old daughter.”

"When the taxi driver passed by the door just now, he said to me that you have a wife," Eiyo followed closely behind Katsuhiko, continuing to glance at his expression. "Was it her?"

"The wife the driver was referring to should be Xiaobaihe, not her."

Katsuhiko was very considerate of Mikoto's wishes. After all, she said she didn't want anyone to know, so he let her stay hidden behind the scenes. The more people knew, the easier it would be to be exposed... Two years in prison!

"Wait a minute." Eiyo instinctively grabbed Katsuhiko's arm, her mind a little blank. Besides not knowing how to organize her thoughts, she was also caught off guard by Katsuhiko's nonchalant attitude. After thinking for a while, she decided to abandon the question about Mikoto and asked, "Is Sayuri your wife?"

"I just submitted the marriage registration materials this morning," Sheng Yan stopped and turned around, looking completely at ease, and continued, "Once the holiday is over and the new household registration transcript is issued, that's it."

"You, you!" Yingdai grew angrier and angrier looking at Shengyan's nonchalant expression. She pinched his arm hard and asked through gritted teeth in a low voice, "What do you take me for?"

"girlfriend."

"Do you think I can't live without you, that's why you're so brazen?" Ying Dai felt humiliated by having her dignity trampled on, and her anger flared up instantly.

“I’m always like this, there’s nothing unscrupulous about it,” Katsuhiko spread his hands and continued, “However, Kenta has entrusted you to me, and I have to take responsibility to the end and not let Kenta down.”

"Are you really going to take responsibility?" Eiyo glared fiercely at Katsuhiko.

“As long as you don’t refuse, I will definitely take responsibility,” Katsuhiko thought for a moment and then continued, “If you don’t believe me, you can ask Mikoto. She is my girlfriend, and Sato Hiroji is plotting to take over the ownership of her convenience store. I will take full responsibility. I’m already at odds with your ex-husband.”

Eiyo paused for a moment, then straightened her thoughts after Katsuhiko had disrupted them. She continued to pinch his arm and said through gritted teeth, "You have a wife, yet you shamelessly admit to having a girlfriend. You scumbag!"

"Sayuri doesn't know that Mikoto is my girlfriend yet, so you have to keep it a secret for me."

"Huh?" Eiyo almost laughed in anger, shook off Katsuhiko's arm, and strode into the room. "I don't know you!"

Talkative and prone to losing teeth...

Chapter 34 Sato Hiroji, still Sato Hiroji

Sheng Yan had eight blood bars on his forearm.

Yingdai even rolled up his sleeves to scratch, his fingernails were so sharp that they broke the skin.

"Isn't that too harsh?"

Katsuhiko changed into slippers in the entryway, stretched his arm out in front of Eiyo, and said, "Have you ever grabbed Sato Hiroji like this before?"

Eiyo's expression changed, she grabbed Katsuhiko's arm and bit him.

"No, no, it's wrong, it's wrong, hiss—" Katsuhiko gasped, Eiyo's teeth were sharper than her fingernails, "Ahhhhh~"

On top of the eight health bars, a dense, bloody tooth mark was added.

The living room was lit with a soft yellow light. All the furniture and decorations were brand new: the television, TV cabinet, porcelain ornaments, flower arrangement, sofa, and the coffee table in front of it, along with the tea set on it.

The sliding door to the next bedroom was half open, and Qinye was spreading the sheets on the mattress, looking like she was about to rest.

After biting Katsuhiko, Eiyo turned around, stomped her feet, and went into the living room, then plopped down on the sofa.

She was still wearing that light green work uniform from the assembly line production workshop.

Her left sleeve was rolled up to her elbow, and her left hand was clenched into a fist, resting on the sofa armrest, her elbow at a right angle.

Her face flushed red as she glared at Sheng Yan, panting heavily. The hem of her dress, bulging high at her chest, rose and fell with her breath.

Katsuhiko touched the round teeth marks left by Eiyo's bite, then sat down on the sofa opposite her. On the wooden coffee table between them was the envelope Kenta had left for Eiyo, the seal already torn open.

“When I got to the bank building, Kenta hadn’t jumped yet, and then he told me to come up. Before I even got to the roof, he jumped. He lied to me, and I was furious. On the roof, I saw Hiroji Sato, and he told me he wanted a letter,”

As Katsuhiko spoke, he pointed to the envelope, then looked up at Eiyo and asked, "Does this letter mention anything about him?"

As Katsuhiko spoke as if to himself, Eiyo's shortness of breath subsided.

She seemed to realize that the current situation was not suitable for getting angry, and her face looked stiff and embarrassed. She pulled her fist away from the sofa armrest, rolled up her sleeves again, and finally leaned forward slightly, lowered her head, and placed her forearms on her knees.

"Didn't you say you'd take responsibility? See for yourself!"

Katsuhiko pulled the letter out of the white envelope. The letter seemed to have been crumpled and then unfolded. There were tear marks on the corners of the letter, made by fingernails. It contained two full pages of text.

A standard opening: A brother's suicide note to his sister.

The younger brother, Kenta, first reminisced about the past, recalling how his older sister, Eiyo, had selflessly cared for him since he was little, standing up for him in kindergarten and fighting off others for him in elementary school...

Then he looked to the future: to expand and strengthen the factory, and then find an honest and reliable man for his sister who was unhappy in her marriage...

Although Kenta didn't know the exact situation regarding Hiroji Sato, he guessed it after taking over the factory, trying to find connections at the bank, and encountering repeated difficulties from Hiroji Sato.

Kenta then interjected: "After years of observation, I think Katsuhiko is quite good, but unfortunately, he said he already has a girlfriend at the wedding. However, first loves usually fail. With my sister's charm, I can probably win him over. I was thinking of getting him to work at the factory, but alas..."

When discussing the factory's plight, one inevitably has to mention their father, who fled abroad and has been missing ever since.

The gambling debt is 400 million yen, which is the same price as the land for the factory.

Of course, the factory is now only worth 200 million yen.

The old father said it was to turn things around, but he'd been set up... He told Kenta to hold on a little longer, he'd be back...

Finally, Kenta warned Eiyo again: Don't trust Hiroji Sato.

"Go to sleep first!" Katsuhiko tossed the letter back onto the coffee table without expression, then said, "Tomorrow, Kotoha and I will sort out all of Kenta's accounts."

In the bedroom, Qin Ye had already made the bed and was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at a wedding photo frame.

Eiyo couldn't detect any emotion on Katsuhiko's face. Looking at Katsuhiko's face, she opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say for a moment.

"What are your plans for the future?" Katsuhiko asked.

"What do you mean?"

"If you have a plan, I'll give you some support; if you don't, then just leave it to me."

What are your plans?

"Kenta said in his letter that he wanted me to work for you and your siblings, but unfortunately that's not possible anymore. So why don't you come work for me at my convenience store!"

“Sure, after all you said you’d take responsibility.” Eiyo said, getting up and walking towards the bedroom. “You can sleep in the tatami room; there are bedding there.”

The Japanese-style room is the same room as the living room, separated by a wooden-framed screen. Inside, bedding and pillows are scattered on the tatami mats.

"Oh, by the way, Mikoto and Sayuri will be coming to visit tomorrow morning with breakfast,"

Sheng Yan also stood up, rolled up his sleeves, revealing a mouthful of teeth marks and eight bloody scratches, and said, "I see you have a bit of a temper, don't bully them, they are both very gentle."

Yingdai stiffened, glanced back, flicked her fist at the air, then went into the bedroom and closed the sliding door.

After the lights were turned off, the room was completely silent.

Katsuhiko wrapped himself in the blankets and tried to fall asleep for more than half an hour, but he just couldn't.

I drank three bottles of [Recovery Potion] today, and I'm too energetic. This is probably a side effect.

If I don't sleep, what will I do if I'm sleepy tomorrow? Should I continue taking the medicine? Wouldn't I become a walking pharmacy?

"It's time to sleep," Katsuhiko thought, continuing to ponder...

A faint "click" sound came from the living room, like the clanging of metal—the door lock?

As Katsuhiko was making wild guesses, a series of soft sounds came from outside—the sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor…

Katsuhiko jolted awake and suddenly looked up at the living room.

Looking out from the Japanese-style room, through the wooden screen, the door to the entrance hall was already open, and the sky outside was bathed in the blue-purple light of the city's neon lights.

Against the backdrop of a blue-purple sky, a group of swaying black figures appeared in the living room, one of them holding a small flashlight, the white beam of light sweeping across the living room.

They had moved to the bedroom door, and the sliding door was slowly opening.

There was also a person carrying a small flashlight, slowly walking towards the Japanese-style room.

Katsuhiko couldn't see how many people were. After quickly putting on his pants, he didn't rush out. Instead, he dragged his bedding and slowly stood behind the wooden screen frame.

The white beam of the small flashlight swept across the tatami mat, where a dark figure, one hand on the screen frame, stepped in with one foot.

Katsuhiko suddenly shoved the blanket over his head, then grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into his arms, while simultaneously delivering a vicious punch to the other man's kidney area.

The dark figure suddenly went limp, and a muffled groan escaped from under the covers.

"Clang!" A crisp sound.

The small flashlight fell to the ground, and at the same time, a chorus of screams erupted from the bedroom.

"ah!!!!"

Katsuhiko rushed to the bedroom and turned on the living room light as he went.

Two men stood in the sliding doorway to the bedroom, dressed in black suits and wearing black masks. One of them was carrying a burlap sack and a rope, while the other was holding a small flashlight.

Three people came in, and one was taken down.

In the bedroom, Eiya and Kotoha huddled together in a corner of the mattress, clutching their bedding. Only their heads were visible, their faces pale and their eyes filled with terror.

The moment Sheng Yan turned on the light, the two men at the bedroom door also turned around instinctively.

Just then, they saw Katsuhiko rushing down from above. In the instant their expressions changed drastically, Katsuhiko grabbed their heads with both hands and slammed them together with almost all his might.

"Click..."

Amidst Eiyo and Kotoha's screams, Katsuhiko heard a faint cracking sound.

The two men in black slumped down like minced meat.

In the Japanese-style room, the guy whose liver was smashed by Katsuhiko's punch just staggered out. He had a thin face and a neatly styled haircut, just like the same hair-waxed guy from the factory during the day.

The man with the hair wax clutched his ribs, staggering back a step in pain, and said in a trembling voice, "Friend, weren't you just passing by? Why are you at her house? Could you call an ambulance for me? I've broken my ribs..."

Sheng Yan thought he had mental problems.

He walked over with a cold face, kicked him in the ribs he was clutching, and asked, "Which organization are you from?"

"Guanzhou Federation, Guanzhou Federation..." The man with the waxed hair fell to the ground, wailing and crying, "Brother, the grievances have their source, the debts have their debtors. I'm just an employee, I only obey orders..."

Katsuhiko stepped on his lower back and asked, "Who ordered you to arrest people?"

"No, you can't say it, my family will die if you do..." The man with the hair wax waved his hand.