Hearing this, Shiroko stopped what he was doing. His gaze toward Shiraishi Momoko was full of tenderness. "Momoko~"
Gradually, the distance between the two grew closer and closer.
Just as their lips were a re five centiters apart, an urgent system notification suddenly rang in Shiroko's ears.
In an instant, Shiroko's expression changed slightly!
He gave her pink, cherry-like lips a fleeting peck, leaving behind a quick "I have so things to take care of" before hurrying back to his room.
anwhile, in Mihara City, inside an elegantly decorated KTV private room, Etsumiko was dressed in a black-and-white office lady outfit. Her long, straight legs seed to emit a faint, alluring glow under the dim lighting.
However, at this mont, she was lying on the sofa, her right arm hanging down limply.
Standing before her was a scrawny middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He stuck out his thick tongue and licked his lips, his eyes sweeping over her plump, graceful curves with a gaze full of unbridled greed.
'I've wanted to taste this body for a long ti, but I never had the chance before.'
'This ti, I have the whole night. I'm definitely going to play to my heart's content!'
The next mont, he slowly reached his hand toward those full, heaving breasts, almost able to feel their soft warmth.
But right at that mont, a voice as piercingly cold as the dead of winter echoed through the private room. "You're courting death!"
"Who's there?!"
Hearing the voice, he whipped his head around, only to see a headless corpse standing silently in place.
'Huh? Why does this body look so much like mine?'
This question surfaced in his mind, but imdiately after, a heavy wave of exhaustion washed over him, making him want nothing more than to close his eyes and get so good rest.
And this rest would last for eternity!
Casually sprinkling half a bottle of Corpse Dissolving Powder, Shiroko ignored the body as it gradually lted into a pool of bloody water. He walked over to Etsumiko's side and called out softly, "Etsumiko! Etsumiko!"
After calling her a few tis with no response, Shiroko confird that she had been drugged.
He bent down and scooped her into his arms, then slowly sank into the ground, heading toward the Amiya Family residence.
But halfway there, she suddenly...
Looking at the state of his own clothes, Shiroko was left with no choice but to find a hotel.
The next morning, feeling the glaring sunlight, Etsumiko slowly opened her eyes, instinctively raising a hand to block the light.
And then...
Seeing her own bare, fair arm, Etsumiko was instantly startled and hurriedly lifted the blanket.
The next mont, a deep wave of despair surged in her heart.
'Yuichi-kun! I'm so sorry!'
In an instant, tears stread down her face like pearls from a broken string as she continuously pulled at her own hair in distress.
Right at that mont, a deep, magnetic voice drifted over from nearby. "Etsumiko~"
Hearing this familiar voice, Etsumiko snapped her head up.
Looking at that handso, tall figure, she imdiately bounded out of bed. Completely disregarding her current state, she threw herself eagerly into his embrace. "Yuichi-kun!"
Gently raising his right hand to rub her short blue hair, Shiroko asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Hearing this, she lifted her small head. With red, swollen eyes, she sobbed, "I thought... I thought..."
At those words, Shiroko's expression suddenly darkened. "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've grown quite bold, Etsumiko. You actually dared to go to a KTV alone with a man late at night?"
Terrified that he would misunderstand, Etsumiko shook her head vigorously. "I didn't, Yuichi-kun! It was a company team-building event. I really couldn't get out of it, so I..."
As she spoke, the beauty suddenly realized sothing and imdiately gritted her teeth. "Those bastards!"
She wasn't an idiot. To prevent herself from getting drunk earlier, she had been restraining herself the entire ti just to keep her head clear.
But after drinking a glass of juice handed to her by a colleague, she had lost consciousness. In her last lingering monts of awareness, she vaguely rembered hearing sothing about a 'President Zhu'...
"I'm going to call the police!"
With that thought, she imdiately moved to grab her phone, but Shiroko stopped her.
Instantly, a hint of confusion appeared in Etsumiko's beautiful eyes. "Yuichi-kun..."
eting her bewildered gaze, Shiroko said calmly, "Do you have any proof?"
Hearing this, a look of dejection imdiately surfaced on Etsumiko's pretty face.
'That's right! I don't have any proof. Even that spiked glass of juice has probably been disposed of by now.'
'Without any evidence, why would the police believe my one-sided story?'
'But am I just supposed to watch helplessly as those bastards get away with it?!'
Right at that mont, Shiroko's words swept away the gloom in her heart. "Alright, enough. Leave this matter to . To think they dared to sche against my woman... I'll make them regret ever being born into this world."
Hearing him actually call her 'his woman', Etsumiko's cheeks instantly flushed hot. Her voice dropped to a mosquito-like whisper. "Yuichi-kun, what did you just say?"
Reading her inner thoughts at that mont, Shiroko slightly raised an eyebrow. "I'll make them regret being born into this world?"
"Not that part! The sentence before it!"
"Leave this matter to ?"
"Not that either! The one after that!"
"Was there one? What else was there? I forgot!"
Raising her head and puffing out her cheeks, Etsumiko glared at Shiroko angrily, looking just like a chipmunk hoarding food for the autumn.
If she still couldn't realize that he was deliberately teasing her by now, she'd have to be an absolute fool!
Lowering his head to give her a light peck, Shiroko gently caressed her slender waist and said warmly, "Alright! You are my woman, so naturally, I will stand up for you!"
Hearing Shiroko's promise firsthand, Etsumiko instantly burst into tears. "Yuichi-kun~"
Originally, she thought he only saw her as a friends-with-benefits, and that she was the only one who had unknowingly invested real feelings into their relationship.
Because of this, for countless nights, she had tossed and turned in bed, secretly cursing herself for being so weak-willed.
But whenever she saw him, her body couldn't help but want to get closer to him.
She had even gone out of her way ti and ti again just to make him happy...
It made her feel like nothing more than a **.
But now, learning that he had actually considered her his true woman all along—how could her heart not be filled with both deep emotion and joy?
Reaching out to wipe away her scalding tears, Shiroko gently pinched her cute, upturned nose. "Alright now! You're a grown woman, yet you're still crying like a baby. Aren't you embarrassed?"
Quietly gazing at his handso face, a happy smile slowly blossod at the corners of Etsumiko's lips.
The next mont, a speck of pale white fluorescent light slowly erged from the top of her head and shot into Shiroko's body.
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