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Yu Mukai was stunned and wanted to speak up to stop him.
Jiang Enhui suddenly showed a pained expression, covered her mouth with her hand, and looked like she was about to vomit.
Yu Mukai stopped trying to stop Miyuki, his expression of struggle deepening.
Shirakawa Natsu's heart was also racing; whether the mission was completed depended on whether Mukai Yu was a scumbag enough.
For the sake of Jiang Enhui, he entrusted Shima Ryoko, the girl who had always loved him, to another man.
Of course, he could also ask to send Ryoko Arishima and Eunhye Kang along.
However, this also meant he couldn't be with the drunk Kang Eun-hye anymore.
At this moment, Jiang Enhui was in a state of utter weakness, lying flat and ready to be handed over.
Miyuki didn't give him time to think and hailed a taxi by the roadside.
It was clear that they were about to take Ryoko Arishima into the car.
Just then, Shirakawa Natsu suddenly noticed a strange change in Mukai Yu's expression.
He stared at Ryoko Arishima, who was being lifted into the back seat of the taxi, his face slightly flushed.
"As expected." Shirakawa Natsu narrowed her eyes slightly. She had already learned from Arishima Ryoko that Mukai Yu had a hidden fetish: he would get excited when he saw his girlfriend with other men.
Miyuki also got into the back seat and slammed the car door shut.
Even at the very end, Yutaka Mukai did not say anything to stop it.
On the bus, Ryoko Arishima's expression turned incredibly somber.
Just then, Shirakawa Natsu suddenly walked to the taxi, opened the back door, and smiled at Mino Shiki, saying, "I'll take her home."
"Hmm." Miyuki smiled, got out of the car again, and went to the roadside to hail a taxi by herself.
This was of course agreed upon by the three of them beforehand. Even if Yu Mukai did not choose her in the end, Ryoko Arishima did not want Yu Mukai to see her and Miyuki leave.
Before getting into the car, Shirakawa Natsu waved to Ii Yu, signaling him to relax.
Disappointment flashed across Yu Mukai's eyes for a moment, but it quickly turned into gratitude. Compared to Miyuki, Shirakawa Natsu felt safer.
Shirakawa Natsu sat in the back seat and gestured for the driver to start the car.
From the car window, I saw Mukai Yu supporting the heavily intoxicated Kang Eun-hye; they were also flagging down cars on the roadside.
Shirakawa Natsu wasn't worried about Kang Eunhye at all. That girl drank much more heavily at the nightclub than she did today, yet she remained completely unfazed.
Yutaka Mukai's efforts today have been in vain.
"Miss Arishima Ryoko, let me take you home," Shirakawa Natsu whispered in Arishima Ryoko's ear.
"Hmm." Ryoko Arishima's eyes were closed. Even if she had been faking it, she had still drunk quite a bit of alcohol.
Even after being abandoned by Yu Mukai, tears still streamed down her face.
Shirakawa Natsu shook her head, having taken advantage of Mukai Yu's cuckoldry.
Next, we'll take advantage of Ryoko Arishima's exposure fetish.
Chapter 198 A Camera
Tears streamed down Ryoko Arishima's face.
It flowed down her porcelain doll-like cheeks and dripped from her chin.
The flush from intoxication and the pain intertwined, and there was no doubt that the woman was most vulnerable at this moment.
"Miss Ryoko, you're drunk." Shirakawa Natsu reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Normally, such intimate actions would definitely provoke fierce resistance from Ryoko Arishima.
But being drunk is the best cover-up.
At this moment, Ryoko seemed to be truly drunk, and pressed her face against Shirakawa Natsu's chest.
Her body trembled slightly; she was weak and helpless.
From her perspective, Yu Mukai takes a drunken Kang Eunhye home and then leaves her with another man.
This was a blatant betrayal, like a sharp knife plunged into her heart, making all her years of affection seem like a farce.
A fairytale-like love story was ruthlessly shattered by reality.
By now, Yu Mukai and Eunhye have probably been making love in bed, and if they're quick enough, they've probably tried several different positions.
Shirakawa Natsu felt a chill run down her spine; her shirt was soaked with tears. She lowered her head and whispered in her ear, "Miss Ryoko, let me take you to the hotel."
He's already hinting at something here.
She watched her boyfriend making love with another woman, while a blond friend sat beside her.
Then the two of them went to the hotel together; the feeling of déjà vu was too strong.
Shirakawa Natsu also felt her heart racing. She had already struck the right pose, and all that was left was to wait for Arishima Ryoko to agree.
Ryoko Arishima remained silent in his arms, but did not immediately agree.
After a long while, she shook her head in his arms.
Shirakawa Natsu's face darkened; the plan had taken a turn for the worse.
Based on his understanding of Ryoko Arishima, he reasoned that after being repeatedly provoked, she shouldn't refuse.
Shirakawa Natsu quickly regained her gentle smile: "Then shall I take you home?"
Ryoko Arishima nodded in his arms.
She lives in an old apartment near the suburbs. This is the typical life of an ordinary Tokyoite.
"Miss Ryoko, we're home." Shirakawa Natsu whispered in her ear. Ryoko Arishima seemed completely drunk, her eyes closed and making meaningless humming sounds, as if she had completely lost consciousness.
Her body seemed boneless, allowing Shirakawa Natsu to manipulate her at will.
She was wearing a pleated skirt that reached her calves today, and her current posture caused the skirt to ride up to her thighs, revealing her fair calves and knees.
If the skirt were to rise any higher, he and the middle-aged bald driver sitting in the driver's seat would be able to see what kind of underwear she was wearing that day.
Ryoko Arishima, who looks like a porcelain doll, would wear a regular flesh-colored dress, or perhaps a more sexy black one.
Or perhaps a bolder, openwork design?
Ryoko Arishima's figure is certainly not as good as those of 90-point beauties like Nao Jingu.
But she is also a pretty girl in the general sense.
Shirakawa Natsu knew that she had an exhibitionist fetish, so she lifted her skirt, which was seen by the middle-aged driver in the front seat.
This is the safest and fastest way to complete the task.
He placed his hand on the hem of her skirt and pulled it down to cover her exposed thighs.
Then he put his arm around her waist and helped her out of the taxi.
"Sigh, I guess I'm still a pure love warrior after all." Shirakawa Natsu shook his head helplessly, giving up on the more bizarre and quick methods of winning him over.
Turning her head to look at Ryoko Arishima, she rested her head on Natsu Shirakawa's chest, her body completely devoid of self-control.
Like a mindless doll, it can be manipulated into various shapes at will.
He had brought Jing Yu here once before, and helped her directly to the door of her room.
“Miss Ryoko, we’re home now. Where’s the key?” Shirakawa Natsu asked, leaning close to her ear.
Ryoko Arishima closed her eyes tightly, uttered two meaningless murmurs, and shook her handbag.
Shirakawa Natsu took the handbag and, as expected, took out a set of keys from it.
I opened the door, and the room was just as tidy as when I last came.
After Ryoko Arishima opened the door, she seemed to be completely drunk, with almost all of her physical strength resting on him.
Shirakawa Natsumi was still quite weak. After dragging her to the sofa, he supported himself on his knees and gasped for breath.
After being placed on the sofa, Ryoko Arishima appeared to have completely lost consciousness.
His eyes were closed, red from crying, and his chest rose and fell rhythmically as he breathed evenly.
“Strange.” Shirakawa Natsu’s eyes were suspicious. When Arishima Ryoko refused to go to the hotel, he originally thought the plan had failed and planned to use another, more troublesome backup plan.
But Ryoko Arishima's current unguarded demeanor made him suspicious.
He couldn't recall where he'd seen a survey that suggested men who cheated preferred to book hotel rooms instead.
Women, on the other hand, prefer to be in their own beds at home.
This is why news reports of catching someone in the act of adultery are usually about husbands discovering their wives meeting their lovers when they get home.
He didn't know Ryoko Arisuma's alcohol tolerance, but he had been paying attention to her behavior.
The degree of intoxication was too coincidental; she was able to choose not to go to the hotel and was even conscious enough to hand him the key before entering.
He was completely drunk and passed out as soon as he entered the room.
Ever since being tricked by Hojo Maki while she was pretending to be drunk, Shirakawa Natsu has been constantly wary of women being drunk.
That time, after taking advantage of him, the heartless act of pulling out her penis deeply hurt him.
Don't be fooled by Ryoko Arishima's innocent and harmless appearance; who knows if she's faking it?
Shirakawa Natsu leaned close to Arishima Ryoko's ear and called out, "Miss Ryoko, you'll catch a cold lying here. Let me help you take off your coat."
After he finished speaking, he reached down to the hem of her clothes and pulled them up.
Summer clothes are thin, and as they rise, they reveal the flat stomach below.
Her skin wasn't like Aunt Ma Fei's, which looked like it could burst with water when pinched; instead, it had a delicate, youthful feel.
The moment she lifted her shirt, Ryoko Arishima's body stiffened noticeably.
"Hmph, woman." Shirakawa Natsu sneered inwardly. She never expected that Ryoko Arisuma, who looked as innocent as a little white rabbit, would also pretend to be drunk.
However, unlike Aunt Maki who knew how to cooperate, Ryoko Arishima's body was extremely stiff at this moment.
Shirakawa Natsumi tried to take off her shirt but unexpectedly had difficulty; she tried several times but failed.
He was also an experienced person and quickly realized the reason.
Ryoko Arisuma was resisting; although she harbored thoughts of revenge against Yu Mukai, that's why she brought Natsu Shirakawa home.
But when the moment actually came, she instinctively started to chicken out.
A woman who hasn't experienced it can't let go quickly.
Shirakawa Natsu knew she couldn't drag this out any longer, or she might very well change her mind.
He's just a blond guy, not a home invasion molester.
Shirakawa Natsu's eyes searched around the room, and he found what he was looking for in the display case next to the television.
A camera.
Ryoko Arishima works in the photography industry, so naturally she has a habit of keeping her equipment at home.
Shirakawa Natsumi quickly got up from her and took the camera out of the display case.
Chapter 199 Looking Forward to Tomorrow
In the dimly lit room, a drunk woman with disheveled clothes sat on the sofa, while a blond man with a DSLR camera held in his hand.
Anyone who sees this picture will have some strange associations.
Ryoko Yujima sat on the sofa with her eyes tightly closed, her brows furrowed, and her expression strained, as if she were trying to sober up from her drunkenness.
She slowly opened her eyes.
A crisp "click" came from the SLR camera in Shirakawa Natsu's hand.
The sound of the camera shutter was particularly crisp in the quiet room.
Ryoko Arishima was trying to sober up when the shutter clicked, and her life was put on pause.
It's as if the camera has a function to prevent sobering up.
"Thanks to Huang Mao's photography skills," Shirakawa Natsu expressed her heartfelt gratitude.