Tokyo, but I'm a deceitful fox

Hashimoto Misa blushed suddenly, as if she felt it was a blasphemy to let Amamiya Yukiho stay here any longer, and she hurriedly pulled her into her bedroom.

"Let's go inside and talk."

Outside, Hoshino Hideyuki blinked.

Are all the young ladies nowadays like this? I somehow feel that she has the same ability to seduce as I do.

"Oh, that's right~"

At the last moment before entering the house, Yukiho Amamiya suddenly turned around, blinked, and looked at Hoshino Hideyuki with a smile:

"This gentleman has been staring at me just now. Excuse me, have we met before?"

what.

What a surprise attack.

Hoshino Hideyuki also smiled and replied: "I'm sorry, I was rude, but I haven't seen you before. I was just thinking about something else just now."

"That's it..."

Yukiho Amemiya pondered for a moment, asked no more questions, and walked into Hashimoto Misa's bedroom.

The two maids did not follow him, but quietly retreated outside.

It’s quite a grand show.

This security is already stronger than Shinzo Abe’s.

Hoshino Hideyuki sighed in his heart and planned to end today's interview journey.

Who would have thought that when he was less than five meters away from the door, the yellow-haired man suddenly chased out.

"Hey, reporter, wait a moment!"

In the half-open corridor on the second floor, Hoshino Hideyuki stopped.

"can I help you?"

"I have some good stuff here about my stepdaughter, do you want it?"

The yellow-haired man smiled and took out a few photos from his arms.

That was a photo of the victim, Haruna Hashimoto, wearing a sailor uniform in the past.

Judging from the angle, it was most likely a candid shot.

"A regular news agency definitely won't need these, but if you use them as pictures in tabloids and websites, they'll probably be eye-catching, right? Make it cheaper, I'll sell it to you for 30,000 yen!"

"If you're willing to pay more, I have other good things here, hehe..."

Hoshino Hideyuki narrowed his eyes and said in an unusually calm voice:

"Your daughter is dead, and you choose to sell me this kind of photo for a high price?"

"It's because the people are dead that these photos are valuable!"

The yellow-haired man looked at Hoshino Hideyuki nonchalantly: "Hey, little brother, you don't want to buy it? Don't be like this, weren't you very happy when you gave money to my wife just now? We are a very poor family, please give me some more alms!"

"And ah..."

There was a hint of viciousness in his eyes, and he took out the fake business card made by Hoshino Hideyuki and fiddled with it in his hand.

"You were alone with my second daughter in the room just now, right? As a father, I suspect that you have done something wrong! Reporter, if similar rumors spread, it will have an impact on your career, right?"

Oops.

The transition is very smooth.

Hoshino Hideyuki smiled.

In silence, the flower viewing in the mirror begins.

"We should talk about this kind of thing somewhere quieter, what do you think?"

"Hahaha, okay, okay."

The yellow-haired man smiled very happily, with greed in his eyes.

Sure enough, I guessed it right!

This kind of reporter who just graduated and is full of bookish air is nothing but an embroidered pillow and can be slaughtered at will with just a little threat!

Thinking about it this way, 30,000 yen is still too little. How about taking out the butterfly knife and showing it off in front of him, and then squeeze out another 50,000 yen...

Thinking of this, he planned to lead Hoshino Hidetoshi to the back of the building.

But just as he took a step, he suddenly realized he had stepped on empty air.

Wait, am I that close to the stairs?

"what!"

With a scream, the yellow-haired man fell down the stairs, and his waist hit the corners hard several times.

A few seconds after landing, he struggled to stand up, but found that he couldn't get up.

“Help me!”

He could only collapse on the first floor, looking up at Hoshino Hideyuki and groaning continuously.

Gee tut.

Hoshino Hideyuki said with pity:

"Oh my, you're so careless. Did you fall and become paralyzed? You'd better not move around~"

At this time.

"Honey!"

Hearing the scream, the tattooed woman ran out of the house. After looking at the man, she pointed at Hoshino Hideyuki angrily and said:

"You pushed him down!?"

"Madam, why didn't you call an ambulance but started to spit blood at me?"

Hoshino Hideyuki said aggrievedly:

"It was your husband who stepped on empty air and fell. If you don't believe me, let's call the police. Your husband was wearing a polyester coat. If I pushed him, there would be sweat stains and even fingerprints on it."

That being said, Hideyuki Hoshino has no intention of calling the police.

That's too troublesome. Just do another "looking at flowers in the mirror" and run away.

But at this moment, an unexpectedly clear sound rang out in the corridor.

"Mrs. Hashimoto, I just saw that your husband accidentally stepped on empty space. This reporter has nothing to do with it."

At the door.

Yukiho Amamiya came out.

"In any case, you should call an ambulance first."

Chapter 34 The Miss Keeps the Fox in Mind

"I don't need you to teach me what to do!"

The woman was very dissatisfied with Yukiho Amamiya's interruption and wanted to attack with a ferocious look on her face.

But the next second, she was frozen in place.

It was because one of Amemiya Yukiho's two maids had already stood in front of the woman. She had a blank expression on her face, and the scar on her right eye was particularly conspicuous in the sunlight.

"W-what are you going to do?"

"Don't be rude to the lady."

"I don't care whether you are a lady or not..."

The woman could sense the difference in strength from the aura, but after hesitating for less than half a second, she glared at the maid and pretended to slap her.

Well, some people are like this. Even if they can't win, they will still arrogantly take action first. They are used to doing whatever they want.

then……

In the blink of an eye, she was thrown to the ground by the maid with an over-the-shoulder throw, and lay side by side with her cheap husband, highlighting their love for each other and their determination to keep even broken bones in pairs.

wonderful.

Hoshino Hideyuki clapped his hands.

He has now confirmed that Yukiho Amamiya's security is much stronger than that of the open-minded Abe-san!

the other side.

Yukiho Amamiya slowly walked down the stairs and said to the two people on the ground:

"Mr. Hashimoto, Mrs. Hashimoto, I'm sorry this happened."

Then she changed the subject: "But in the final analysis, this is all because of your carelessness. I will help call an ambulance. If you want compensation or anything else, please contact this lawyer."

The maid next to him placed a business card on the yellow-haired man's chest at the right time.

It feels a bit like scattering flower petals on a corpse.

Hoshino Hideyuki couldn't help but laughed out loud. When he turned around, he found that Amamiya Yukiho was also staring at him and smiling, and she even stretched out her hand to gesture for him to chat not far away.

This is hard to refuse.

Just go through with it for a while and then find an opportunity to leave.

So, I followed him and walked about twenty meters.

"Mr. Reporter, don't you want to speak first?"

A gentle breeze blew, bringing the faint scent of lilies and the girl's clear voice into the fox's ears.

Hoshino Hideyuki simply bowed and said, "Thank you very much, otherwise I would be in trouble if they really got entangled with me."

"You're so kind."

Yukiho Amamiya responded with a smile: "Misa told me that the reporter is a good person, and good people should be rewarded, so I will help you."

"But... Misa is really pitiful... Her sister passed away, and her parents are like this..."

She lowered her head, her eyes drooped, and her fine hair brushed across her face.

"I have instructed the maid to warn them later, but I don't know if it will work..."

Hoshino Hideyuki continued:

"Personally, I think that your involvement to this point is enough."

"After all, they are her family members. She has to face it herself, just like her sister did. Whether she should endure it or ask relevant agencies to intervene, she is a high school student and has to decide for herself."

"If you help her too much, it's hard to say whether she will feel more grateful or feel inferior."

Yukiho Amamiya's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she nodded very seriously: "Inferiority complex? ... That's right, I may still be too flamboyant."

"Ah, I just said it casually, just listen to it and don't take it too seriously."

"Mr. Reporter, this is really interesting."

The young lady smiled softly and continued, "Well, I have one last question to ask~"

"Excuse me."

"When did you meet me?"

"……what?"

Hoshino Hideyuki quickly shook his head: "I've already told you, I've never seen you before today!"

"But I always feel that Mr. Reporter is very familiar..."

"That must be what's called déjà vu!"

Hoshino Hideyuki shrugged: "It's obviously the first time I've seen it, but I feel familiar with it for some reason. This is probably the feeling. It's very common. There's no need to worry about it!"

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and took a look:

"Ah, it's already this late. Sorry, sorry. Although we had a great time chatting, I have to leave first. There's nothing I can do. A poor adult like me has to keep busy to survive..."

Yukiho Amamiya blinked: "Are you in such a hurry? Then, stay with me for another ten minutes, how about ten thousand dollars per minute?"