Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

"The store manager first asked you to implant a psychological hint in me, saying that she likes me and appreciates me. Normally, a young man would be overjoyed to be favored by a beautiful, wealthy, and well-built woman."

"Then there was the flattery. The store manager personally praised me for my hard work and said that the store could only run because of me, which made me feel even more proud."

"The next step is the most crucial part, which is to make me make mistakes!"

Fujii Itsuki's voice became increasingly cold.

"I caused the store to suffer losses because I did not take leave in time, so I naturally failed the store manager's expectations."

"Add to that the suspicion and cold stares from colleagues, the ups and downs, and the pressure from all sides. Anyone with a weaker mentality would have burst into tears long ago!"

"It's obviously not me who stole it, why do people suspect me?"

"And two hundred thousand is not a small number for me, even if it's half off. I don't have a good relationship with my family, so it will be difficult for me to raise this money."

"When I needed help the most, the savior, the store owner, appeared!"

Chapter 43 Where Should You Go

"She dispels the haze that hangs over my head like a holy light."

"Whether it's waiving the 100,000 yen or giving me a few more days, I've owed the store manager a huge favor. I can't even say I'm grateful to her enough to burst into tears!"

"Because she is the first person who believes in me, is willing to help me, and cares for me!"

"When I am at my most emotionally broken, that is naturally the time when it is easiest for someone to take advantage of me!"

Lifting Sakura Yuko's fair chin with his hand and forcing her to look at him, Fujii Itsuki smiled confidently.

"I'm right, Yuko-senpai."

"Pah!" Sakura Yuko slapped Fujii Itsuki's frivolous hand away like she was slapping a fly.

Although he remained calm on the surface.

But beneath her calm face she was extremely shocked.

"How can it be?!"

"How could a little brat like him with no social experience possibly see that!"

"Calm down, Sakura Yuuko!"

"He must be trying to scare you!"

"You are a student at a prestigious university. You can't show your weakness in front of a little brat!"

Sakura Yuko suppressed the confusion in her heart, used her talent as a socialite in the school club, and quickly organized her words.

"Ah--"

She chuckled and said fearlessly, "You are just making groundless assumptions and wishful thinking. There is no basis or evidence to support your assumptions. You just jumped to conclusions on your own!"

Yuko Sakura is indeed a student of a prestigious university. Even if she has never participated in the school debate competitions, she has more or less listened to a few.

She easily found the loopholes in Fujii Itsuki's language.

"Fujii, do you have any evidence?"

Without evidence, it's just bullshit and slander!

She had tampered with the store's surveillance cameras, and Fujii Itsuki would definitely not be able to find any footage from Wednesday afternoon.

More importantly, she followed the orders of the store manager, Yuriko Matsumoto.

"The referee and the boss are on my side. What can a little brat like you do even if he finds out?"

Thinking of this, Sakura Yuko's panic gradually subsided.

She straightened her back and her pretty face regained its composure.

"Yuko-senpai, please don't rush to refute me."

Fujii Itsuki kept smiling and was not affected at all by Sakura Yuko's sophistry.

"Actually, there is one thing I have been thinking about for a long time, but I still can't figure it out."

"The store manager is obviously beautiful, pretty, rich, has a good figure, knows how to dress herself, and maintains a very youthful skin condition."

"Most importantly, the store manager's reputation is highly praised by everyone."

"Such a perfect woman with almost no faults could have pursued me openly or hinted at me secretly. Why did she have to use such a despicable method to pua me?"

After asking the questions in his heart, Fujii Itsuki did not expect Sakura Yuko to be kind enough to help him solve the problem.

As expected, Sakura Yuko turned her face away impatiently after hearing that.

"I don't understand what you are saying..."

Seeing this, Fujii Itsuki curled the corners of his mouth.

"Truth or Dare Collector, bind!"

【Ding! 】

[Binding successful! 】

As the system prompted, Sakura Yuko in front of him was stunned for a moment, and suddenly changed her tone.

"Of course you little brat can't understand why!"

She acted like an elder and subconsciously answered Fujii Itsuki's question in a tone of teaching a younger person.

At the same time, she didn't know what happened, the secret hidden in the deepest part of her heart burst out like a flood, almost out of control.

"A wealthy lady like her especially loves young, handsome, and down-to-earth boys. The reason she pua you is because she wants to train you to be the way she likes."

"You said it yourself, she'll take advantage of you when you need emotional support the most."

"By then, she can naturally have whatever she wants from you and train you to be obedient and sensible, able to satisfy her desire to conquer you."

"When she gets tired of playing with you, she'll just find a trash can and throw you in it."

"No one is always 18, but there are always people who are 18. Once the novelty wears off, it's not too late for her to find a new love."

Sakura Yuko's slow and steady voice is like the sound of a clear spring, pleasant to the ears.

But the more Fujii Itsuki listened, the gloomier his expression became, as if water was about to drip out.

"Training?"

"Well behaved and sensible?"

"Fuck, isn't this just dog training?!"

He was holding back his anger and couldn't help but swear in his mind.

Until now, Fujii Itsuki was still restraining himself. His eyes gradually became cold as he stared at Sakura Yuko.

"Yuko-senpai, I trust you so much, and you just push me into the kang like this?"

As if she was frightened by his look, Sakura Yuko turned her head slightly.

Now that the mask had been completely torn off, she simply stopped pretending.

"trust?"

"whispering sound--"

Sakura Yuko sneered and raised the corner of her mouth in disdain: "How much is trust worth? How much is friendship worth?"

"Is that enough for me to open a bottle of champagne at a nightclub?"

"It was just a small favor for the store manager. Besides just taking something on Wednesday afternoon, the store manager also promised to double my monthly salary!"

Just like the face-changing in Sichuan Opera, she instantly changed into a person unfamiliar to Fujii Itsuki.

In other words, under the effect of the "Truth Collector", this is the true appearance of Sakura Yuko, who values profit over loyalty and is profit-driven.

"Besides, how can you be sure that this is a kang?"

Sakura Yuko still held a glimmer of hope in her heart.

"What if you, Fujii, are more capable and can successfully eat the store manager's free rice? Then you will thank me in time!"

"Oh, thank you..." Fujii Itsuki laughed out of anger, as if he was meeting the woman in front of him for the first time.

"I should really thank Yuko-senpai."

He put on a calm expression again and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

"It's good if you understand."

Sakura Yuko shamelessly accepted Fujii Itsuki's gratitude. Although she knew that betraying a friend was shameful, who could resist money?

She comforted herself in her heart that she had done the right thing. Suddenly, she saw Fujii Itsuki in front of her showing a harmless smile and said in a resounding voice: "Thank you, Yuko-senpai, for telling me so many things from your heart. I have already..."

“It’s all recorded!”

Fujii Itsuki gently shook the phone in his hand.

"Since Yuko-senpai admitted that you stole the things..."

"Then let's meet at the Metropolitan Police Department!"

He leaned his upper body forward slightly, and his handsome face met Sakura Yuko's eyes, almost forcing her into the corner of the lounge.

"When we get to the Metropolitan Police Department, will you confess that it was the store manager who ordered you to do this?"

"If you confess, do you think the store manager will choose to protect himself and abandon you because of your backstabbing?"

"If you don't confess, you will have to bear the charge of thief and spend some time in jail!"

Fujii Itsuki reached out and lifted Sakura Yuko's fair chin again, but this time her expression was complicated and her eyes were full of fear, and she did not choose to slap Fujii Itsuki's hand away.

"Two hundred thousand yen. You are a student at a higher education institution, so you should know better than me how long the sentence will be."

“Not only that, but incidents of students from prestigious universities stealing from convenience stores will quickly make the newspapers and spread across the internet.”

"Your school will expel you decisively for 'bad behavior', and your parents in your hometown will be ashamed of your behavior!"

"When you come out of prison in a few months, without any education and with a stigma of theft..."

Fujii Itsuki gently stroked Sakura Yuko's lifeless and colorless face.

"Yuko-senpai, what should you do?"

Chapter 44 Am I Not Pretty Enough?

Sakura Yuko's pretty face turned pale, and a thin layer of sweat had seeped out of her forehead at some point.

Her heart and pupils were trembling together, and her lips were slightly open and trembling as well.

"It's over!"

"It's all over!"

I haven't even graduated yet. Is my life going to be ruined for the rest of my life just because of an act of "theft" that was ordered?

"bring here!"

Sakura Yuko seemed to have lost her mind and began her final struggle.

She stretched out her hand, trying desperately to snatch the phone from Fujii Itsuki's hand.

However, her movements were too slow. In Fujii Itsuki's eyes, she looked like a snail dragging its shell forward.

"Snapped!"

Fujii Itsuki calmly put his phone back into his pocket and slapped Sakura Yuko hard in the face with his backhand.

"Ho-"

As the crisp sound echoed in the lounge, Sakura Yuko covered her cheek in pain and looked at Fujii Itsuki with disbelief.

"Senior Yuko, you'd better calm down, otherwise in addition to theft, you will also be charged with robbery."

Shaking his hands, Fujii Itsuki spoke in a flat voice.

"Fujii, I..."

Feeling the burning pain on her face, Sakura Yuko's remaining fantasy was completely shattered.

Now, she could no longer conceal her inner fear and had to face the cruel reality.