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Shirakawa Natsu's hair stood on end, as if he were being stared at by some wild beast, but he was not afraid at all and bravely met its gaze.

He was telling the truth; it was impossible for him to back out now. Only by investigating everything would this incident end.

And there's also his agreement with the lecherous fox.

Hikaru Yamagishi suddenly grinned, and that sense of danger vanished instantly: "Every sacrifice has its reason. Saying you don't want to is just a way to get more, but I see sincerity in your eyes."

She then reached out and patted Shirakawa Natsu on the shoulder: "I like ambitious guys. Keep working for me, and I'll give you what you want."

"I'm going to continue my investigation." Shirakawa Natsu hurriedly said goodbye to her; he had no desire to stay with Yamagishi Hika at all.

The feeling of being devoured by wild beasts at any moment is unbearable.

There's no way he could make any demands. Even if he jumped off a building and died, he wouldn't make any demands.

He walked out of the villa area alone. The guards from the Yamagishi family did not question him but instead bowed to him.

Clearly, these people had found out about how he had been advising Hikaru Yamagishi earlier.

Shirakawa Natsu shook his head; he knew his own limitations perfectly well.

He took a deep breath. It was Thursday, and his heart tightened for a moment. There were less than four hours left before the mission refreshed.

I don't know where my brother is, she hasn't had any women around her lately, and I don't know what kind of mission will be refreshed.

"Ding-dong." A text message from my phone.

Shirakawa Natsu opened it; it was a message from Aunt Maki.

"Yuzuriha Yu is talking to Ken."

Chapter 223 She is very assertive

"Yuzuriha Yuu and Ken together?" Shirakawa Natsu looked around and found a wooden chair under a tree by the roadside.

He pretended to take a walk, sat down, took out his earphones, pretended to listen to music, turned on the monitoring device, adjusted it slightly, and heard voices coming from inside.

Aunt Mafei is very helpful; she has already installed the listening device, and judging from the clarity, the placement was very professional.

Over there, you could hear the light sound of high heels clicking on the ground.

"Sister Yuzuriha, I'm sorry, I can't get up." Ken's voice was weak. When he was rescued, he had lost too much blood and had not yet recovered.

"I'm glad you're alright, Ken." Yuzuriha Yu's voice was gentle: "Why didn't you tell me if you were having trouble?"

"sorry, I……"

"I was attacked today," Yuzuriha Yu said softly. "My guest was shot in the head right in front of me with a tactical USP pistol. It was very powerful, and blood splattered on my face."

"It's them," Jian said anxiously.

"I'm so tired," Yuzuriha Yu said wearily. "I don't want to take charge anymore."

“No, Yuzuriha-nee, the Yamagishi family has already lost our eldest brother, we can’t live without you.” Ken said, “He is everything to our eldest brother.”

“I won’t say a word.” Jian’s tone was firm: “You know, my life was given to me by my elder brother.”

"I failed to protect my eldest brother, now I only have you, eldest sister."

“I know, but there are no secrets in this world.” Yuzuriha Yu sighed softly, “Those who are alive are not in control of their own lives.”

After she finished speaking, she lowered her voice and said, "It's okay, you should get some rest. I've already prepared a boat for you to cross the border. Take good care of your injuries."

“No, eldest sister.” Jian’s voice was anxious: “I can’t leave. We can’t let the family go to war with them because of me. We have no chance of winning.”

"Life and death are predestined, you should rest well." After Yuzuriha finished speaking, the sound of her high heels leaving followed.

The conversation between the two had ended.

Shirakawa Natsu took off her headphones, completely stunned.

To others, Yuzuriha Yuu and Ken's conversation sounded like a riddle.

However, he had already gathered a lot of clues, and combined with the conversation between the two, he almost completely overturned his initial guess.

The key he initially suspected was Yuzuriha Yu's man; he had not betrayed Yamagishi Hikaru's husband.

The "they" mentioned by the key are politicians led by Tokuda Yanai.

Given the Yamagishi family's strength, they would only be outmatched if they confronted the state apparatus.

Jian said that if he hadn't protected his older brother, he couldn't possibly be a traitor.

Of course, there is also the suspicion that Key is talking, but Shirakawa Natsu is 80% sure that Key is not lying.

He believed in the judgment of women like Yuzuriha Yu.

Based on the existing evidence, it can be inferred that Yuzuriha Yu's husband was murdered because his desire to run for parliament threatened the interests of the existing political families.

Was the 40 million yen he won in horse racing just a coincidence? If it was a coincidence, why didn't he dare to use it?

What is the secret that the gunman is talking about? This secret is the reason why the gunman would rather attack the policeman than kill him.

This secret may only be known once the gunman is caught on Yamagishi Hika's side.

"Ring ring ring!" A sudden ringing of his phone startled him from his thoughts, and he quickly looked at his phone.

The caller was Yuzuriha Yu.

"Xia, where are you?" Yuzuriha Yu's voice was gentle, sounding pitiful. "I'm a little scared, can you come and keep me company?"

Shirakawa Natsu felt a tingling sensation throughout her body.

The beautiful widow, who had just lost her husband and was feeling helpless, spoke of companionship as if she were using a verb.

He also wanted to get some information from Yuzuriha Yu, so he gave her his current address.

Half an hour later, a black sedan pulled up on the side of the road.

Yuzuriha was still wearing the same sexy black halter dress as today, revealing a large expanse of bare back, black stockings and high heels: "Xia, you can drive."

"Okay, Yuzuriha-nee, where to?" Shirakawa Natsumi got into the driver's seat and fastened her seatbelt.

Yuzuriha smiled and said, "Let's go home."

Her smile was stunningly beautiful. Shirakawa Natsu recalled a saying she had once heard: women prefer to have affairs at home.

Because they prefer mental pleasure to physical pleasure.

Yuzuriha's house is an ordinary villa in the suburbs. Shirakawa Natsu looks around and it doesn't look like the residence of a yakuza boss.

It was clearly just one of her many residences.

As the two entered the foyer, Yuzuriha's expression visibly relaxed, as if she had left her worries outside.

She reached out and took off her black high heels, revealing her jade-like feet encased in sheer black stockings.

Shirakawa Natsu glanced at her and then looked away. The sheer black stockings on the feet of the mature young married woman were indeed more attractive.

She took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, knelt down, and smiled like a wife serving her husband, saying, "Xia, let me help you change your shoes."

"I... I can do it myself." Shirakawa Natsu had never experienced anything like this before, so she quickly put it on herself, missing out on the wife's service.

The villa was decorated in a low-key style, mainly in black and white. Yuzuriha led him to the living room and said with a smile, "Xia, please sit down first. I'll make you some tea."

As she spoke, she took out a tea set, knelt down beside the tea table, and cheerfully started boiling water for Shirakawa Natsu.

Shirakawa Natsu carefully sat down, puzzled by Yuzuriha Yu's actions: "Yuzuriha-nee, is there something you need?"

"Because I'm lonely, I want to find someone to do it with," Yuzuriha Yu casually said, fiddling with the tea set.

"Huh?!" Shirakawa Natsu sat on the sofa and leaned back a little.

"Hmph." Yuzuriha Yu snorted, playfully scolding, "Does Xia think your older sister is too old?"

"How could that be?" Shirakawa Natsu quickly waved his hand. He didn't know how old Yuzuriha Yu was, but she was at most thirty. She had the charm of a mature wife that was no less than that of Aunt Mahi.

However, the two are at opposite ends of the spectrum. Aunt Mafei is the serious type of wife, and even when her body is responding to you in bed, she still has a furrowed brow.

Yuzuriha is even more gentle, giving the impression that she would gently accommodate any unreasonable demands you might make in bed.

Seeing his embarrassed expression and the way he was explaining, Yuzuriha chuckled, then her eyes softened: "Thank you, Xia."

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was caught off guard by her sudden change in expression.

"The way he held me protectively in his arms at the restaurant was really cool." Yuzuriha Yu rested her chin on one hand, her gaze fixed on him.

"Actually, I was trembling with fear." Shirakawa Natsu touched his head, feeling a wave of lingering fear as he thought about it.

The gunman did aim his gun at him, but because he was holding Yuzuriha Yu, he didn't fire.

To be honest, it was Yuzuriha Yu who saved his life.

“When my husband and I were shot at, he would hide behind me,” Yuzuriha Yu said with a smile. “Because the Yamagishi family can’t do without him.”

Shirakawa Natsu's expression was strange; he didn't dare to respond to her words.

Fortunately, Yuzuriha Yu didn't continue the topic. Her gaze towards Shirakawa Natsu became deep, like the night sky, with no way of knowing how many stars were hidden within: "Your sister is a bad woman, not worth Natsu protecting with her life."

“I’m a man,” Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. “I can’t just stand by and watch my sister get into danger.”

“In that situation, if his target was us, lying on the ground would undoubtedly make us stationary targets for a professional shooter,” Yuzuriha Yu said with a smile.

"Sorry." Shirakawa Natsu felt embarrassed. Yuzuriha was right; he was alive because the gunman didn't fire.

“But I like it very much.” Yuzuriha Yu smiled, stood up, and sat down next to Shirakawa Natsu.

Their shoulders were almost touching.

Shirakawa Natsu could smell the perfume wafting from the married woman, its scent penetrating her nostrils and stirring her heart.

She rested her head on Shirakawa Natsu’s shoulder and closed her eyes: “She’s a little young, but she makes me feel very safe.”

Shirakawa Natsu didn't speak. He didn't know what to say, and he didn't know where to put his hands. Yuzuriha Yu's outfit revealed her smooth back, and she wore ultra-thin black stockings. He felt uncomfortable no matter where he put his hands.

Fortunately, Yuzuriha Yu leaned on his shoulder and didn't make any further moves.

The two remained in this position for a full ten minutes.

The "beep beep beep" sound of the kettle boiling broke the idyllic atmosphere.

"Phew." Shirakawa Natsu breathed a sigh of relief. Yuzuriha Yu was putting a lot of pressure on him right now, but thankfully the kettle saved the day.

Yuzuriha Yuu raised her head, reached out and turned off the power. Instead of pouring water, she looked at Shirakawa Natsu and smiled, "Want some?"

"Okay." Shirakawa Natsu nodded hurriedly. After all that, he also felt his mouth was dry.

Yuzuriha Yu stood up, spread her legs, sandwiched his legs between them, then knelt on the sofa and cupped his face in her hands.

She then smiled at him, lowered her head, and kissed him on the lips.

"Ugh..." Shirakawa Natsu let out a sobbing sound. Goodness, he wanted to drink tea, not water.

Yuzuriha's lips were very soft, unlike her gentle appearance. Her tongue forcefully pushed open Shirakawa Natsu's lips and entered his mouth, very domineeringly.

However, it was just domineering; her technique was clearly very clumsy, indicating that Yuzuriha Yu didn't have much kissing experience.

Shirakawa Natsu's hands, unsure of where to go, finally wrapped around her waist—soft and slender.

After kissing for a while, Yuzuriha Yu looked up and smiled at Shirakawa Natsu.

"Yuzuriha-nee." Shirakawa Natsu put her arm around her slender waist, speechless for a moment.

"Come on, let's do it." Yuzuriha kissed his earlobe.

“No, Yuzuriha-nee, not now.” Shirakawa Natsu shook his head; he didn’t dislike Yuzuriha.

The two did quite a few inappropriate and ambiguous things.

But the situation is unclear now, and he doesn't even know Yuzuriha Yu's role in this matter.

If they get together for no apparent reason, it will affect his judgment.

"Doing this kind of thing requires an emotional foundation."

"Hmm~" Yuzuriha Yu looked at him with a half-smile. Shirakawa Natsu felt as if he had been completely seen through. Under those eyes, there were no secrets.

"Then it doesn't count as wearing stockings, right?" Yuzuriha Yu smiled and reached out to place her hand on his jeans.

Before Shirakawa Natsumi could react, she felt something soft and smooth against her skin, with the unique lubricating texture of the fibers.

There was nothing there except for ultra-thin black stockings.

Shirakawa Natsumi's mind was still preoccupied with the question from earlier: Does it not count if it's through stockings? What's the connection between the two?

When I came to my senses, I realized that I didn't need any lubricant anymore.