My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

'So close, so close!'

Hui looked at her finger, which was less than two centimeters away from the white frame of the photo. It seemed like she could reach it with just a little more effort, but that tiny distance now felt like an insurmountable chasm in front of her.

'I refuse to believe it!'

Slightly annoyed, Hui prepared to use her true energy.

Suddenly, a large, thick hand reached past Hui's hand and easily picked up the photo frame that Hui wanted.

It turned out that Kouta had returned sometime earlier and had taken the photo that Hui wanted from the bookshelf.

"Hui, here you go."

Kouta handed the photos he had taken down to Kei and said with a smile.

"Hmph, I can get it even without your help." Hui was a little unconvinced, but then she wondered if Kouta would look down on her for being short.

So, still worried, Hui added, "I'm not an adult yet, I can still grow taller."

Although Kouta didn't understand why Hui suddenly brought up height, he knew it was best to go along with Hui's words at this point.

"Yes, yes, I also think Hui will grow taller."

Kouta agreed while patting Hui's head and smoothing her hair.

"What is this?" Hui was used to Kouta's behavior and didn't pay attention to it. Instead, she focused her attention on the photo in her hand.

The photo shows a beautiful woman wearing a long dress, with a chubby little boy leaning against her.

Hui immediately recognized the little boy as Kouta when he was a child, and he was even smaller than the Kouta she had met for the first time.

And the woman next to Kouta... must be Kouta-san.

Kouta stared at the woman in the photo, a somber expression on his face, as if recalling something, as if reminiscing.

After a long silence, Kouta slowly said, "This is my Oga-san."

"I'm sorry, I reminded you of something sad."

Hui knew that Kouta's mother had passed away when Kouta was very young, and she immediately felt guilty: if she hadn't been so curious to look at the photos, Kouta wouldn't have thought of his deceased mother, wouldn't have thought of sad things, and wouldn't have become depressed and depressed.

“Hui, you don’t need to apologize. So many years have passed, I’m used to it now,” Kōta said calmly.

However, Hui felt that Kōta was putting on a brave face and putting on a show for her, so she felt even more guilty.

"sorry."

Seeing his silly little girl's guilty expression, Kouta comforted her again, "Hui, you really don't need to blame yourself. You and Oga-san are both the most important family members in my heart!"

Hui naturally didn't foolishly ask: Who is more important, me or you, Ogasang?

After all, how can the living compare to the dead?

"Who...who is your family?" Hui asked, her face flushed.

Kōta stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Hui's slender waist, trapping her in his embrace. He teased, "Of course it's Hui! Hui is my wife!"

Hui leaned obediently against Kengtai's chest. Hearing Kengtai's words, although her heart was as sweet as if she had eaten honey, she still stubbornly argued, "Who...who is your wife!"

Finally, she didn't forget to add, "I haven't agreed to marry you yet!"

Kōta released Hui's slender waist, placed his hands on Hui's cheeks, looked intently into Hui's beautiful eyes, his expression serious, and his voice earnest and deep: "Then, Hui, are you willing to marry me?"

Looking into Kouta's eyes, Hui felt a mix of shyness and sweetness. Her beautiful eyes shimmered with a hint of bashfulness, and she gently bit her lip before slowly uttering, "Mmm!"

"Wisdom!"

Kouta whispered Hui's name, then slowly kissed Hui's pink lips.

Huiwei closed her eyes, opened her pearly teeth, and let him take what he wanted. For a moment, only the sound of "momo~~" could be heard in the room.

a long time.

"Squeak-"

The sound of a door opening rang out.

"Unnie... Ah, I'm sorry to bother you! I didn't see anything."

Asuka saw Kouta come downstairs to get water and assumed that he had stopped doing anything wrong, so she came upstairs to call him for dinner. But what she saw when she pushed open the half-closed door was such a shocking scene.

"boom!"

Asuka blushed and quickly closed the door.

Hui was immediately separated from Kouta. Thinking about how Asuka had witnessed what had just happened, she felt ashamed and looked up at Kouta reproachfully: 'It's all that lecherous bastard's fault! What are we going to do now? Asuka saw this! How am I supposed to face her now?'

'Also, will Asuka think I'm an immoral woman?'

'And then, object to him being with his brother?'

······

For a moment, Hui felt a mix of emotions.

Finally, Hui asked Kōta, filled with shame and indignation, "What do we do now?"

Kouta seemed to be taking it all in stride, comforting Kei by saying, "It's alright, Asuka is a sensible child, just don't worry about it."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. I am Asuka's brother, after all."

"is it?"

"Yes." Kouta nodded with a firm expression.

Seeing Kouta's confident attitude, Hui gradually came to believe him.

The two spent a little longer in intimate bliss.

Hui said, "Then I'll be going now."

"I send you."

“My house is right next door, no need to see me off.” Finally, Hui handed the photo back to Kouta. “By the way, what’s your grandpa’s name?”

however,

To Hui's surprise, Kouta uttered three awkward pronunciations: "You're bent!"

"what!?"

Hui exclaimed in surprise, not because she didn't understand, but because she understood—it sounded so much like the pronunciation of Chinese characters. Besides, even if it were a Chinese name, who would call someone 'You Bent'?

"Hui, you don't understand, do you? Haha~~ Actually, my mother is from China."

Kouta smiled and explained to Kei, then continued, "This is my mother's Chinese pronunciation. My mother changed her name to Fujiki Kiyoko after she married my father."

"Then... how do you write your mother's Chinese name?"

"I see!" After saying that, Kōta found a pen and paper and wrote three Chinese characters on the paper: Li Wanqing.

Looking at the three neatly written Chinese characters on the paper, Hui felt a strange sense of déjà vu, like meeting a fellow traveler in a foreign land: "Perhaps, this is fate!"

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But Hui was reflecting on fate.

at the same time,

In Aomori City, on the eighth floor of the Grand Hotel, room J-0868, is an ordinary room with a coffee-colored carpet on the floor and wall lamps and artwork on the walls. The most eye-catching feature of the room is undoubtedly the large bed in the center that can sleep six people.

At that moment, on that large bed, a bloated, naked middle-aged man was leaning against the headboard smoking. With each puff, he exhaled a cloud of murky smoke that dissipated into the room.

A closer look reveals that the man's forehead is slightly damp with sweat, and there are still damp sweat stains on his chest, stomach, and back, indicating that he has likely engaged in strenuous exercise.

Not far from him was the room's semi-transparent bathroom. Looking from the outside, one could vaguely see a woman with a curvaceous figure taking a shower, with the constant sound of water splashing from the showerhead.

a long time,

The sound of the shower stopped.

Click!

The bathroom door opened, and a naked woman emerged from inside. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Chie Maeda.

Maeda Chie, still naked, picked up her clothes from the ground and put them on in front of the man.

After getting dressed.

Chie Maeda prepared to leave.

At that moment, the man suddenly pulled out a Fukuzawa Yukichi note from his wallet on the bedside table and handed it to Maeda Chie with a lewd grin, saying, "Chie-chan, here, this is a tip for you!"

Maeda Chie looked at the Fukuzawa Yukichi bill, hesitated for a long time, and finally stepped forward to take the money.

During this process, the man didn't forget to touch Maeda Chie's small hand a few more times, and said lewdly, "Chie-chan, I like you so much. Next time, I'll order you again."

"Ah."

Chie Maeda lowered her head, hiding the disgust in her eyes, and answered in a low voice.

Only after Maeda Chie left did the man mutter a curse under his breath: "Hmph, you little bitch."

The man's name was Zhenji Dacheng. He was the owner of a seafood processing plant in Aomori City. As a successful person in this society, how could he not see the disgust in Maeda Chie's eyes?

However, he enjoyed watching Maeda Chie's expression as she endured her disgust and allowed him to ride on her for money.

That look of clearly disliking something but forcibly hiding it made him enjoy physical pleasure and also made him feel good!

He had no interest in understanding why Maeda Chie was like that.

After all, in his eyes, Maeda Chie was just a sex worker, and he had slept with countless sex workers like her.

Enjoying the tender bodies of these young girls is enough; there's absolutely no need to know what they're thinking.

After leaving the hotel.

To save money, Chie Maeda went to the bus stop with an umbrella to wait for the bus.

I chose to take a taxi when I came here because the man paid for the ride there, but I paid for the return trip myself.

And she... is very short of money.

As usual, Chie Maeda noticed that many men on the bus were secretly glancing at her.

Chie Maeda was fully aware of these men's thoughts, but she felt nothing but disdain: "Hmph, a bunch of vulgar mortals."