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

"How about this one? How about this one? What do you think of it, Mrs. Shimizu? Does it look good?"

"Um...wait a moment, Ms. Arisu."

Erika was in a really bad mood. Faced with the urging of her new neighbor, Ms. Arisu Mieko, she didn't even have the mood to say a few perfunctory words.

"Tsk, Madam Qingshui, you look so ugly, did something happen?"

"Nothing, I just need to confirm it."

Erika shook her head and kept refreshing the chat history with her husband Hiroki Shimizu, but no new messages appeared.

This is a bit strange. Even if I took an afternoon nap because I was too tired, I should be awake by now.

But if he really woke up, how could he not check his phone? He hasn't called her or sent her a message yet. Even if he is on a business trip, isn't it too inhumane to work so late?

Erika bit her lips lightly, a hint of sadness between her furrowed brows.

She looked up at the dark sky outside as the setting sun burned out in the evening, and yet she was not giving up and opened the social media platform where she had posted an update not long ago.

[It’s been a long time since I posted an update, my wife. Your cooking skills are already so impressive. Have you started learning baking recently? ]

[This mousse cake looks delicious. My wife is really clever and skillful. I envy her so much! ]

[What on earth is this gentle, virtuous, beautiful and kind-hearted wife dating? Did this man named Shimizu save the Milky Way in his previous life? ! ]

……

Hiroki Shimizu knew that Erika was managing her own social media accounts. Although he had never used social media, he specially registered an account on this platform and only followed Erika. Although he never left comments, he was always the first to like and support Erika.

Erika roughly searched through it and as expected, she did not see any record of Shimizu Yuki's likes.

She didn't care whether she would disturb Yuki Shimizu's work and sent several messages in succession.

"Honey, what are you doing? Are you still working? Did you eat well?"

"I tried making a mousse cake today. I'll make it for Yuuki-kun when I get back."

"Please reply quickly when you see the message. Your wife at home is in urgent need of replenishing Yuki-kun's energy!"

"I miss you so much~"

……

Thinking that she probably wouldn't get a reply for a while, Erika put down her phone and gently patted her cheek, suggesting that she should relax and be a lovely and generous wife.

Is Shimizu Hiroki too tired and hasn't woken up yet?

Or they are probably being exploited and forced by their unscrupulous superiors, or they are busy with work and can't find the time to reply to her.

Recently, a new director who is sarcastic, cold and serious took office in the department where Hiroki Shimizu works. This is also something Erika has heard about.

"Alright, alright, Ms. Arisu, I'm fine now, let's continue!"

Erika turned her attention back to Miss Arisu Mieko, a rare guest in her home. She looked up and down at the new outfit that Mieko had changed into according to her suggestion, and was immediately amazed!

Of course, all the clothes the other person was wearing came from Erika's closet.

Since she does not recommend that Arisu Mieko, who had the courage to seek help from her and was troubled by her lack of feminine charm, should blindly imitate others and lose her own unique beauty, it would seem a bit of a loss of one thing for another.

However, changing external conditions by changing different styles of clothing to show one's own style is obviously an efficient and effective way to help Mieko the fastest.

"Mrs. Shimizu's wardrobe is so rich that it dazzles me. Every piece of clothing is so beautiful and unique."

"Unlike me, my wardrobe is filled with the same gymnastics suits and sports pants. I don't dare to ask the sales assistants at clothing stores. Most of the time, they just pick up a few pieces and pay and leave."

"So this is a good start, isn't it?" Erika smiled slightly and picked out a few more clothes for Mieko.

"Once Ms. Arisu finds your favorite style, you can dress yourself up accordingly and have the confidence to try other styles."

"Eh? Can I try those dresses? They look pretty." Mieko pointed to the corner of the closet where several dresses were stored separately.

"Of course not!"

Erika subconsciously shook her head to refuse, then realized her mistake and slowly lowered her voice.

"I'm sorry, but these dresses were specially given to me by my husband, so they may not be very convenient. Other than these, you can try on the others, Miss Arisu."

"I see. Sorry. I'll try something else then."

This time, Mieko chose a long skirt with a fishtail style and a waist. Because its mature and intellectual style is too difficult to grasp, Erika rarely tries it and it basically sits in the closet gathering dust.

But when she saw Mieko wearing this dress walking in front of her, her eyes widened instantly.

Although she had a vague feeling that the effect would be very good when she saw Mieko choose this dress, she never expected to witness such a stunning scene with her own eyes.

The woman's flesh, which was buried by the bulky and loose sportswear, was outlined by the hip-hugging long skirt, revealing a terrifying curve with an astonishing arc.

Such a surging, curvy and graceful figure left even Erika, who is also a woman, stunned and speechless for a long time.

This... this is simply a male weapon that kills without paying for it. Even if you don't deliberately put on makeup and dress up, just showing this rare asset in the world is enough to kill everyone, right? Why would you feel inferior because you don't have feminine charm?

All I can say is that Miss Arisu is too honest. She has a treasure trove in her arms but doesn't know how to squander it.

"Um...Mrs. Qingshui, why don't you speak?"

Mieko looked at Erika in confusion and hurriedly trotted over to her.

"No, Ms. Arisu, please don't walk so fast, okay? Wow~ this is too... too lewd."

Erika covered her eyes, but couldn't help looking at the turbulent waves through her fingers. Her breathing became hot and she almost couldn't bear it anymore.

She suddenly became very curious. What would it feel like if she buried her head in it?

I might suffocate, right? It's bound to happen, right?

"I want to ask, is it true that no one has approached Ms. Arisu?"

"Mrs. Qingshui, you are joking. No man has ever been willing to pay attention to a woman like me. They won't even keep their eyes on me for too long, let alone chat with me."

Mieko shook her head and smiled bitterly. She pretended to be strong and lightly revealed the painful scars in her heart, but her eyes dotted with teardrops flashed with inferiority that made her extremely cowardly.

"I think Miss Mieko is very feminine. I wonder if anyone has ever said that your eyes are really beautiful, and have a charming and seductive appeal. Of course... I don't mean to belittle her in any way. These are all words from my heart..."

"Thank you, Mrs. Qingshui. You are really a very kind and gentle person. No one has ever said these words to me."

Mieko sniffed and wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes. She also took a photo with Erika in it. Having achieved her goal, she slowly stood up.

"It's late. Mr. Shimizu should be back soon. I won't bother you any more."

"Eh? Are you leaving now? Actually, I'm the only one at home tonight."

Erika couldn't bear to see people cry, especially women like Arisu Mieko who had lived through so many hardships and looked so pitiful.

"Then Mr. Shimizu..."

"He went on a business trip to Osaka."

"Is that so? I don't think I've ever seen Mr. Shimizu. He seems to go out early and come back late every day. He seems to be very busy."

"It's very hard, but there's nothing I can do about it. It's my body that's so weak..."

Erika sighed and shook her head in frustration.

She thought about whether she should confide her troubles to Miss Arisu, but after thinking about it, she decided not to. It was really embarrassing to talk about such private matters.

"It sounds like Mr. Shimizu loves you very much and is willing to devote himself to your family. He is such a responsible husband~"

Mieko deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the last few words and pretended to wipe her tears to hide the mischievous smile in her eyes.

"Haha, there's no such thing, Ms. Arisu. You're really exaggerating."

Then she looked at the innocent and lovely woman in front of her, who was covering her mouth and giggling. She tried hard to hide her smug look but couldn't help but raise her tail. She was even happier than if she had been praised.

Seeing this scene, Mieko suddenly couldn't laugh anymore. She just felt that the other party was being pretentious, which made her feel disgusted and nauseous.

Haha, I really don’t understand how you can laugh?

By this time, your beloved husband must have gotten naked and entangled with another woman, right?

"I'll take my leave now. I'll visit you next time."

"Oh, okay. Finally, I still want to say to Ms. Arisu that the most important thing is confidence. Only a confident woman can show her true feminine charm, which is what can attract and capture men's attention the most!"

"Actually, I can see that, Miss Arisu, you... you must have a man you like, right?" Erika covered her mouth and giggled.

Arisu Mieko also smiled in an undeniable manner.

"I will find a chance to tell you about this matter in person, Madam Qingshui."

"Then I'll be looking forward to good news from Ms. Arisu."

……

After seeing off Arisu Mieko, Erika immediately opened her phone to check the messages she had just sent, but all of them were still shown as unread.

The excitement she had just felt for discovering such a peerless beauty disappeared in an instant. She stared at the phone screen with a sad face, not knowing what to do.

Even if he is too busy with work or needs to rest to spare the time to reply to her chat, he should at least not forget their agreement to report before going to bed, so that both of them can sleep peacefully.

Erika knew very well that Shimizu Hiroki would never break his promise to her.

Did something happen to Yuki-kun? That's why...

Erika shook her head vigorously, driving this ominous thought out of her head.

She hesitated again and again holding the phone, but she couldn't bear the torment and confusion of not getting a response, so she opened the address book and found Shimizu Yuki's number.

Erika dialed the number firmly.

87. Wedding Ring and Mina Sakai’s Special Fetish

"Hmm~Ah, yeah!"

The man's intermittent heavy breathing was like loud drumbeats that resounded in the huge bedroom, and the woman suddenly let out a sharp cry of pleasure.

It was like sharp weapons piercing into the chaotic and dull mind of Shimizu Yuki, creating a small hole. The music ringtone that belonged to his beloved wife flowed in like a trickle of water, bringing him a trace of consciousness.

He used all his strength to push aside the round and full breasts on his waist, turned over and tried to escape from this hell of lust that was tempting and calling him all the time.

But as the drug gradually dissolved into the blood and its effects gradually took effect, this body fell into a brief period of vulnerability, so that the woman behind him quickly got up, grabbed him and pushed him onto the bed.

Shimizu Yuki stared at the frantically vibrating phone on the table, realizing that he had not yet fulfilled his promise with Erika, and that he had to report to each other before he could sleep peacefully. He also knew that Erika on the other end of the phone was anxiously and tormentedly waiting for his response...

"Erika...she'll be worried, please..."

"Have you forgotten, Yuuki? I saved your wife's life in Tokyo, and you promised to make amends for the harm you did to me before, but what's going on now? You're not focused at all, Yuuki."

"Come on, give me the phone, please?"

"Shut up!"

But before these cries of complaint could be uttered, after the woman uttered a sneer that was filled with increasing resentment and jealousy, the trembling and surging waves of flesh were suppressed again, and the man's voice gradually disappeared.

Hiroki Shimizu is already so weak, and Mina Sakai, who drank the medicine earlier, must have been feeling dry mouth and burning with desire for a long time, right?

However, unlike Hiroki Shimizu's painful struggle, Mina Sakai, who chose to submit to her desires, instead drew tremendous strength from it.

She leaned close to Shimizu Yuuki's ear, not caring about her delicate face which became distorted and ugly after the disguise was torn off, and threatened the man wantonly.

"Since Yuki is so worried about your wife at home and wants to talk to her, I will help you do so."

"Video...connected." She pretended to click on the phone screen.

"Are you crazy?!"

Then, Mina Sakai saw the man's eyes widened, and he yelled at her in panic, and then he immediately covered his mouth, not daring to make even a sound.

Mina Sakai is not the only one who has had her disguise torn off.

Mina Sakai was certain that Shimizu Hiroki had been playing coy with her from the beginning, and he had never thought of forgiving her. Perhaps in his eyes, she was no different from that mad woman named Mieko, and as long as he had the chance, he would stab her in the back without hesitation and wipe her out like he did before!

She could see all this clearly from the hatred and disgust that Shimizu Hiroki was looking at her with.

With a sad smile, Mina Sakai threw away the phone in her hand, turned her head to look at her desire that was getting stronger and stronger as the drug was about to take effect. She deliberately distorted the facts, teasing and stripping away Shimizu Hiroki's self-esteem.

"Haha, he keeps saying no, but his body still becomes so honest because of this kind of thing. Yuuki is really an incurable pervert."

Without waiting for Shimizu Yuki to refute, she took the man's hand first, examining it carefully as if it were a treasure.

It was a pair of extremely beautiful hands, with slender and white bones, thin and long curved finger bones, cold white hands, distinct muscles, and you could clearly see the thin blue blood vessels emerging on them, which were ferociously bulging with anger.

Mina Sakai's eyes were confused by the violently beating blood vessels on the back of her hand. Her sexual fetish had always been strange, and even made her feel embarrassed and inferior. It was a shameful thing that she never dared to tell others.

But the source of all this, after all, is inseparable from Shimizu Hiroki. It is better to say that everything she has now is thanks to Shimizu Hiroki!

And Hiroki Shimizu was naturally aware that Mina Sakai had such a habit that could be truly described as disgusting and perverted. He witnessed this scene that made him frown and feel physically and mentally uncomfortable.