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Chapter 40: Hojo Shinoko's Quick Talk

Hideko Hirashima used to study at Waseda University, where she had excellent grades in all aspects, so she also found a husband who was a perfect match for her abilities.

I thought that if she and her husband worked together, they could make a big career in Japan.

But the two of them underestimated the power of Japan's class stratification.

I also underestimated the brutality of big fish eating small fish. It is a plundering without any affection or reason. No matter how hard the small fish racked their brains, they could not resist the bloody mouth of the big fish.

In order to save their own business, the two desperate people had to borrow money from Ishida Financial Company for working capital.

They originally thought that they would be fine as long as they could hold on for a while, but subsequent developments caused the two college graduates to suffer a big loss again.

They did not solve the funding problem within the stipulated time as originally expected.

The customer actually delayed payment, leaving them facing the risk of overdue debts.

Once overdue, the interest will double.

By then, the company will be in a real bankruptcy crisis.

If Hideko Hirashima wanted to avoid such a situation, she had no choice but to sacrifice herself.

The two knew clearly what Ishida Taizan meant by giving his younger brother extra lessons.

In the past, Hideko Hirashima would not even look at a man with a yakuza nature.

But times have changed. In order to prevent the couple's baby from going bankrupt, Hideko Hirashima must make a difficult decision.

After dressing up, she chose to visit today instead of tomorrow to avoid Ishida Taishan changing his mind at the last minute.

Hideko Hirashima didn't dare to look at her husband, and she knew that her husband didn't dare to look at her.

In the past, when she dressed up well, she would be praised as a beautiful rose.

But now, there was only silence coming from the living room.

A helpless silence fell over the house.

"I'm going out," Hideko Hirashima said softly, and vaguely heard a choking sound behind her.

A hint of pain flashed across her eyes, and then was covered with determination. She must not let the company fall. She must hold on through this period of time, as if she had been crawling on by a dog for a few days.

After comforting herself in this way, Hideko Hirashima took a car to the street of Kabukicho 1-chome.

The gentle sunlight shines on the sign of Ishida Financial Company. The ground floor is a brothel, and the company is on the second floor, which can be reached via the side stairs.

She walked to the second floor.

The bright red high heels knocked on the stairs, making a clanging sound.

Hideko Hirashima was dressed like a white-collar worker, with a white short T-shirt on top, a black miniskirt that hugged her hips, and grey stockings wrapped around her voluptuous legs.

With her black hair tied up at the back of her head and wearing round glasses, she exudes the intellectual temperament of a graduate from a prestigious university.

But such temperament will soon disappear, and Hideko Hirashima can almost imagine what kind of humiliation she will face.

But for the company and her husband, she had to bear it all, feeling helpless.

This is a cannibalistic society.

Hideko Hirashima stopped at the door of Ishida Financial Company. She took a deep breath and opened the door with her right hand.

In an instant, a strong smell of blood hit my face.

She suddenly pushed open the door and looked into the large office. People were lying in a pool of blood and some tables and chairs were overturned.

There are about a dozen people.

Is this a vendetta between the underworld?

Although Hirashima Hideko was frightened, she couldn't help but feel a little excited.

If the creditor dies, then the debt does not have to be repaid.

She was about to call the police, but suddenly took two steps back in alert. She thought, if she called the police now, what if the ambulance arrived in time and these damn guys were not dead yet?

Have to wait till they die.

There was a cold flash in Hideko Hirashima's eyes. She slowly closed the door again, then called her husband and told him the good news.

The high-interest loans owed by a company may disappear with the death of the creditor.

She thanked the unknown Yakuza organization from the bottom of her heart for saving her family.

……

Around ten o'clock in the morning.

Qingze put his hands in his pockets, strolling on the streets of Shinjuku, thinking to himself, who will be the next person to fall asleep?

Outside of the Yakuza, is there anyone else worthy of trying out super powers?

Two doubts flashed through his mind in succession. He looked around and couldn't make up his mind for a moment.

Suddenly, a voice as gentle as the wind floated into my ears, "Pervert, ah, no, Senior Qingze, would you like a cup of coffee?"

Such a soft voice made Qingze immediately recognize who was calling him. He paused, turned his head, and saw the girl standing at the door of a shop with the sign "Theme Cafe".

She has cute bunny ears on her head, but she is not dressed as a skinny bunny girl. Instead, she is wearing a fluffy bunny costume, which makes her look more like a doll.

The clothes were too thick, causing a layer of sweat on her fair forehead. Her dark eyes were bright and she smiled as if in the sun: "We have a big discount today, 30% off on latte~"

Qingze walked forward and said speechlessly: "Xiaozi, I think you have a little misunderstanding about me."

Hojo Shinoko blinked, as if she was a little confused as to why he spoke like that?

Isn't that an ironclad fact?

She asked with the mentality of seeking answers: "Didn't the senior show interest in pit bulls last time?"

"of course not."

"Then why did Senior react like that?"

Such words without any buffering made Qingze pause. He didn't know how to answer the other party. He couldn't say that he was using the ability of perspective to watch the battle in the house.

"Senior Qingze, you just need to change that perverted interest. There's no need to lie to me."

"I lied?!"

Qingze's blood pressure suddenly rose, and she really wanted to stop time and spank her butt three hundred times!

But he couldn't do such a thing, so he could only say angrily: "Why don't you open the door to your God!"

Hojo Shinoko tilted her head and said with a smile: "Whose God are you talking about? Believe it or not, I will step on you under my feet and stomp on your face twice.

You perverted senior."

Qingze was stunned, and his eyes subconsciously turned to the sign of the theme cafe next to him, with a line of words posted below.

Today's topic: poisonous tongue.

All kinds of customers with masochistic tendencies are welcome to visit our store.

"Xiaozi, I'm not that kind of person. Don't say such vulgar words to me."

"Senior, aren't you happy? Everyone who was told this by me today was very happy. Seeing them happy, I feel happy too."

Hojo Shinoko's face was all smiles.

Sometimes, Qingze suspected that this was a sinister smile, but the other party's eyes and expression seemed too calm, making it hard to believe that it was premeditated.

I can only say that natural black is really scary.

"Remember, I will be happy only if you call me Master."

"I see, you are indeed a perverted senior, you do everything differently from others."

Hojo Shinoko nodded and said with a sweet smile: "Welcome, my perverted master~"

"Don't call me a pervert."

Qingze complained, walked into the cafe, and decided to have a cup of coffee and think slowly.

Chapter 41 Irrefutable Perversion

The interior decoration style of the Hayakawa theme coffee shop is arranged according to today's theme.

Today's topic is venomous tongue.

The style of the coffee shop is rather aggressive. There are whips on the tables and abusive slogans posted on them, such as "trash", "Xi Nei", "Baga" and so on.

The cover of the desktop menu says it’s for scumbags like you.

Qingze opened it and saw that the names of the coffee were not funny, but a normal coffee shop menu with pictures of coffee and pastries.

There were quite a few people sitting in the store, occupying two-thirds of the seats.

Either a thin man, or a fat otaku who looks like he is from the second dimension, wearing glasses that make people feel a bit greasy, and wearing a female T-shirt of an anime character.

"You actually came here wearing this kind of clothes, you pervert, you only deserve to drink the foot washing water coffee that I stirred with my toes."

The waiters in the coffee shop also serve customers with sharp words and contemptuous looks.

He sat down.

Hojo Shinoko, for the sake of friendship, personally greeted him and said, "Perverted Master, do you have any instructions?"

"I told you not to put the word pervert in front of it."

“Why can’t I call you pervert master?

I think being a pervert is not a sin. There is no need to hide it. I should hold my head high and announce to the world loudly that I am a pervert!"

Hojo Shinoko tried to convince Aosawa not to hide his true nature or lie.

In her eyes, lying is a bad behavior.

Qingze used lies to hide his true nature, which added another bad quality to his perversion.

Instead of doing this, it is better to be an open pervert who is harmless to society.

Qingze was stunned by Xiaozi's remarks and thought that she was quite considerate.

But he is really not a pervert and he is not pretending at all!

Qingze complained in his heart, but didn't know how to explain it.

Hojo Shinoko has a natural personality, and she must speak clearly in order to be understood.

It is very rare in this society and also very tricky.

Qingze gave up trying to persuade her and said, "Give me a latte and a blueberry cake."

"Okay, wait a moment, perverted master."

Hojo Shinoko turned around to prepare.

……

Not long after, Hojo Shinoko came over with coffee and blueberry cake, placed them on Qingze's desk, and said with a smile: "In order to cater to the interests of the perverted master, I specially added saliva to it as a condiment."

"Are you kidding me?"

A trace of doubt appeared on Qingze's face. Others wouldn't vomit, but it's hard to say about this one.

Hojo Shinoko laughed and said, "Of course it's fake. How could I really do something like that?"

"Really? That's really a pity!"

Only after Qingze confirmed that it was fake did he feel like teasing her.

Hojo Shinoko's eyes widened as she understood what he meant.

After a slight hesitation, she considered her friendship with her brother and the purpose of the cafe to serve customers, pouted her lips, and spat a mouthful of clear saliva into the cup to add to the sauce.

Qingze was confused.

Seeing that his saliva was about to fall into the coffee cup, he quickly used his ability to stop time.

Click, a gray filter covers the store at this moment.