Why does the good husband not forget the past of being bullied by the evil woman after marriage?

"I think you're confused. If you're an office worker... you'll probably have the body of a fat old man."

"Who cares about this? I've always been a beauty person. Do you understand the value of meeting a handsome guy from Tokyo on the train during rush hour?"

The girls discussed in low voices, occasionally letting out a few ambiguous laughs, and just like that, they tasted a strange man from head to toe with their tongues on the public tram.

Unscrupulous and bold, with a fiery look as if sizing up prey, he actually drags people into a deep and cold ice cave.

Shimizu Hiroki, who had been keeping silent and gazing at the scenery outside the window, immediately noticed the two schoolgirls who were commenting on him.

Being sensitive to women's gazes was a physiological instinct that he had developed in order to protect himself.

Shimizu Hiroki remained calm, endured silently, and ignored the gazes and discussions behind him.

Even if he dared to fight back and took the initiative to expose the two beautiful girls who verbally assaulted him behind his back, who would believe him and stand by his side?

People are always more willing to believe that women are soft, vulnerable, and simple-minded creatures, especially beautiful women, who make it easier for people to let down their guard and summarize them with the best first impression.

However, Hiroki Shimizu scoffed at this. He always believed that the more beautiful and delicate a woman is, the more likely she is to be rotten, disgusting and dark inside.

……

The tram stopped and started, and passengers changed groups one after another, but it was still very crowded. In order to reduce his presence, Hiroki Shimizu always stood in the most inconspicuous corner of the car.

The two schoolgirls had taken enough photos and talked enough, and reluctantly got off the tram.

Yuki Shimizu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. His tense spine had just relaxed when he suddenly felt a strange and disgusting touch somewhere in his body, as if an arthropod with dense hairs was crawling across his skin.

It was a woman's hand, slender, soft, and painted with black nail polish.

Each finger is extremely flexible, as if it has its own thoughts.

It was moving up from his thigh little by little, like a flirtatious caress between lovers, licking his body wantonly through a thin layer of cloth, not sparing even a tiny pore.

This has reached the level of sexual harassment anyway, right?

Hiroki Shimizu could tolerate those disgusting women talking about him behind his back and following him with their eyes, but the only thing he could not tolerate was his body being violated at will like before!

Even if he was forced, did not give in mentally, and wanted to fight back...it was still a betrayal to his wife Erika!

Hiroki Shimizu is a person with mental mysophobia, and like most men, he naturally hopes that the woman he loves is a real virgin.

But Hiroki Shimizu will never forget the first night he spent with Erika. When he witnessed the blood flower blooming on the white sheets, the guilt and pain that multiplied in his heart almost consumed him.

His body, which had already long been filthy, was a great disservice to Erika's purity and cleanliness.

After this night, Shimizu Hiroki made a vow in his heart that he would never let any woman other than Erika violate or defile his body, or do anything to betray Erika.

Call for help, call the police, and bring the murderer to justice on the spot! No evil deeds will be let go!

Hiroki Shimizu made up his mind to arrest the train nympho who was sexually harassing him and protect himself with the iron fist of the law!

It was not until the unknown woman behind him opened a photo with her mobile phone and slowly placed it in front of Shimizu Hiroki that the cold and harsh reality instantly made him feel cold all over his body and he did not have the strength to resist at all.

The woman in the photo with a graceful and gentle figure pushing a shopping cart to buy food in a department store is actually his wife Erika?

Hiroki Shimizu's hands, which were holding the handrail, began to tremble due to excessive force. He couldn't imagine what terrible fact the appearance of this photo would mean.

"Don't talk or look back." The woman's voice was low and hoarse through the thick mask, but it couldn't hide the excitement that was almost surging from the depths of her soul.

There was a smile in Mieko's eyes, and her foxy eyes, adorned with a teardrop mole, proudly curved into a narrow crescent.

The gentle movements of her hands were constantly invading the man's body, relying on her past memories to find the most sensitive parts of his body.

"I will make you comfortable, just like before..."

22. Want an explanation? Mieko figured it all out

Men have a naturally superior and beautiful body, from their hands with sharp lines and distinct joints to their powerful and well-proportioned muscles all over their bodies, all of which exude full of male hormones, making people love them and indulge in them.

It's like a beggar who has been eating junk food to fill his stomach suddenly sits at the table of a five-star restaurant. How can Mieko, who hasn't tasted delicacies for seven years, resist such temptation?

She immediately transformed herself into a starving nympho and began to eat with relish.

The man, who was almost biting his teeth, held the briefcase in one hand and the handrail above his head with the other. He had no strength to resist and could only let the woman behind him touch him and play with him at will.

He... he had clearly sworn long ago that from now on his body would only belong to Erika. This was a solemn promise to his wife who had entrusted her virginity and even her body and soul to him!

But now, at this very moment, he was being physically violated by another strange woman, defiling the pure love between him and Erika.

The humiliation in my heart rushed straight into my sour nasal cavity, and every cell in my body let out a painful wail.

Ever since he completely escaped from the past... and embraced a new life, Shimizu Hiroki has never faced such a helpless dilemma.

But he really didn't dare to act rashly. The other party not only found out his home address and family situation, but also knew his daily attendance hours. Even the innocent Erika was targeted and used as a bargaining chip to blackmail him!

During the seven years of his new life, there were also overconfident women who coveted Shimizu Hiroki, wanting to get close to him, possess him, and get him.

But most of these women were of low status, and were not as ruthless or smart as the evil women back then. After getting carried away, one or two of them wanted to make a move on him and did some small and ridiculous actions, which were all easily resolved by Hiroki Shimizu.

But what is happening now is undoubtedly a long-planned attack, and the other party is well prepared!

If we fail to subdue the murderer in the first time, we will alert the enemy and let him escape.

What will follow... is that I may be harassed and retaliated against in the open and in the dark, with no way to defend myself, and endless.

Hiroki Shimizu thinks he is fine in any way, but the only thing he cares about is his innocent and weak wife Erika... He can't let her go no matter what, and he dares not rashly take any chance that Erika might get hurt.

"Don't move. Who allowed you to hide here and there?"

The tram car was crowded and noisy.

Mieko became more and more arrogant, almost pressing her body against the man's back, wanting to do more.

Starting from the graceful and slender arm lines, it crawls over the broad and wild waist and back like a canine, reaching the strong and powerful abdominal muscles.

Caressing, kneading, grabbing...using all kinds of techniques to arouse the man's desire.

Mieko could clearly feel every bit of trembling and fear caused by Shimizu Hiroki's actions, all of which turned into a flood-like excitement, flowing violently through every nerve in her brain.

This kind of pleasure is something she could never achieve no matter how much she fantasized about it or how many hours she worked on it with her hands in the hot midnight!

"Straighten your waist and spread your legs a little. You're actually shrinking those perfect and beautiful abdominal muscles... Isn't that a bit of a waste?" Mieko gave orders unscrupulously.

Hiroki Shimizu had no choice but to do as he was told.

"Erika, I'm sorry, I...I..."

In the end, the man closed his eyes in despair, his heart already filled with sorrow to an unbearable degree.

Passengers coming and going kept passing by Hiroki Shimizu, and someone even accidentally bumped into his shoulder, but he just said an apology and walked away hurriedly with his head down.

From beginning to end, no one noticed that he was being molested, violated, and humiliated by a greasy nympho...

"Why are you closing your eyes? There are passengers everywhere. Aren't you afraid that someone will suddenly notice this place?"

The woman still refused to let her prey go easily, and her technique became more and more skilled.

It's like a slippery little snake swimming freely in the grooves of muscle lines, even stripping off the constraints of fabric, penetrating almost every hole.

Mieko suddenly stood on tiptoe, licked and bit Shimizu Yuki's sexy and huge Adam's apple with her sharp canine teeth, and her hands, which had turned into poisonous snakes, also revealed their fangs.

"Don't you like it? In fact, you are also very excited, right? What I have in my hand now is the evidence!"

With a muffled groan, Shimizu Yuki's whole body trembled violently, veins bulged on his forehead and the back of his hands, and his back, which had been straightened with force, was instantly bent like a bow, with the bowstring stretched to the extreme.

"Go away!"

The woman's actions completely touched Yuuki Shimizu's bottom line.

As a man, how could he tolerate other women looking at him, touching him, and enjoying him... the root of his desire.

That was something that belonged exclusively to his wife, and once it was desecrated... it would be a complete betrayal of Erika!

Shimizu Yuki called out the woman's name, "Mie...Mieko?!"

"When did you recognize me? Or did you recognize me from the beginning and deliberately not say anything... Did you want to enjoy the teacher's service? Could it be that you are reminiscing about the past?"

Mieko glanced at her arm that was tightly held by Shimizu Hiroki, then raised her head and looked at the man who finally turned around. Her narrow, foxy eyes were cold and motionless.

Three days ago, Arisu Mieko ran into Shimizu Hiroki, the man she had been thinking about for seven years, at the convenience store where she worked. She discovered that the beautiful boy who had once been in love with her had already entered into marriage, started a family, and became the husband of another woman.

Mieko was heartbroken and grief-stricken, but in her despair she received an anonymous letter which recorded everything about Shimizu Hiroki in great detail, allowing her to "accidentally meet" Shimizu Hiroki again on the train so accurately.

There was no doubt that someone wanted to take advantage of her, but Mieko simply couldn't care less.

Originally, she just wanted an explanation. As long as Shimizu Hiroki was willing to admit his mistake to her, divorce his current wife... and completely sever all ties with her, Mieko would forgive him for his behavior of abandoning her.

But when she witnessed with her own eyes the affectionate and loving relationship between Shimizu Hiroki and that woman, and the look in his eyes when he looked into the woman... was filled with a deep love that she had never experienced or enjoyed before.

Mieko suddenly figured it out and stopped dwelling on the past. There was nothing to regret or let go of.

She was once a contemporary hoshimi who was rarely seen in a century at the Hoshino Shrine. It was rumored that she was the reincarnation of a god, extremely chaste and pure, and the cleanest woman in the entire island country. However, she had fallen into a top-level lustful woman who was obsessed with men's bodies and could not extricate herself.

This is the tragic life that Mieko Arisu has embarked on after she met the beautiful boy Hiroki Shimizu, where she has taken a sharp turn for the worse, fallen into self-degradation, and self-abandonment.

But what's even more tragic is that all of this from beginning to end was just a lie made up by the beautiful boy she had been dreaming of in order to take advantage of her.

In that case, she would appear in his life as the image that Shimizu Hiroki hates and dislikes the most.

Then... take back what belongs to her! Make Shimizu Yuuki fall in love with her! Can't leave her!

Mieko turned around and blended into the crowd, waving goodbye to the man.

The charming smile on the woman's face made Shimizu Hiroki's hands and feet cold and his whole body chilled.

"See you tomorrow, Yuuki-kun~"

23. Speed of light! Shimizu Yuuki is exhausted

"You're late, Section Chief Shimizu."

As soon as Shimizu Hiroki stepped into the department office, Cheng Pingchang, who was slacking off at his workstation and not doing any work, noticed him at once.

He walked forward and wanted to put his arm around Shimizu Hiroki's shoulders, "Aren't you afraid that if you keep making mistakes, Minister Sakai will get mad? That cold-faced woman, no man will ever show mercy to her in this life!"

Shimizu Hiroki dodged to the side. He was in no mood at the moment. He didn't even have the thought of maintaining a gentle appearance... and being polite. He lowered his head and walked towards the section chief's office.

"Hey, you look... so ugly."

Cheng Pingchang stood there with his mouth wide open, his arms awkwardly suspended in the air.

He just saw that Shimizu Yuuki's face was pale, sweat was oozing from his forehead, and his eyes under his bangs were lifeless.

This disheveled and worried look... is very similar to the day when Director Sakai just joined their department not long ago.

……

After closing the office door, locking it, and twisting the door handle hard to make sure no one would suddenly break in from outside, Shimizu Yuki felt relieved and completely removed his disguise.

He leaned his back against the cold concrete wall, his muscles, which were bulging with blue veins, suddenly lost their strength. He seemed to have lost his faith and turned into a listless walking corpse.

Exhaling heavily from his chest, Shimizu Yuuki unbuttoned several buttons on his collar, but still felt difficulty breathing, and his hands and feet were cold, as if he was in the middle of winter.

Those bad memories surged violently in the rotten and diseased nerves deep in his brain. He fell onto the hard and cold floor, but it was as if he was being dragged into the depths of a swamp, and the wet and sticky sensation gradually enveloped him.

At hand, the screen of the mobile phone that received the spam message suddenly lit up, and a pair of darker and deeper eyes under the black hair slowly lit up.

The gentle and sweet smile of the woman on the desktop screen was reflected in the cold, desolate and soul-lost pupils, just like the soft breeze and sweet rain blowing across the cheeks in the early spring morning, instantly watering the empty and cold soul of Shimizu Yuuki.

Erika...Yes, he must first ensure Erika's safety at home.

With such an unprecedented obsession and fueled by his deep love for Erika, Shimizu Hiroki was resurrected right on the spot!

"Why did Yuki-kun call during work hours? Did you leave something at home?"

Hearing Erika's soft and pleasant voice coming from the other end of the phone, Shimizu Yuki almost choked up, and it took him more than ten seconds before he spoke.

"Where is Erika now?"

"Of course I'm at home. I just came back from shopping at the market. What's the matter, Yuuki-kun?" Erika was completely confused. "Don't keep me in suspense!"

After confirming his wife's condition, Shimizu Hiroki couldn't help but sigh, "Just stay at home. Remember if there's a stranger knocking on the door..."

"First, check the camera at the door to confirm the other person's gender, identity, body shape... and then ask about their purpose. You have to make sure there is absolutely no risk before you can open the door."

Erika interrupted Shimizu Hiroki directly, and then recited her husband's instructions that he had repeated countless times, and complained in a rather arrogant manner, "Really, Hiroki-kun, do you think of me as a child who can't take care of myself because my parents are not at home?"

"Okay, what's going on?"

Shimizu Yuki evaded the topic, "I've been staying at home with Erika for the past three days and haven't been out for a good walk. Let's not prepare dinner today. Do you want to go to that new restaurant that we didn't go to last time?"

"Will Yuuki-kun leave work early then?"

Erika was more concerned about this than the so-called feast.