vncnus Page 82
Page 82
But now it appears at the school gate.
Hojo Maki took out a miniature camera; she wanted to run around and take more photos.
When necessary, I will tell my daughter that the woman she likes is just playing with her feelings.
Rather than harshly forbidding your daughter from coming out, it's more effective to make her realize that women can only deceive her feelings.
Hojo Maki tightened her grip on my camera; all she had left was her daughter.
Unaware that someone was following her, Miyuki skillfully navigated the winding path and entered a bar.
Hojo Maki frowned slightly; a respectable person wouldn't go to a bar in the afternoon.
I skipped class to come here.
She put on a pair of sunglasses, got out of the white Corolla, and casually followed behind her, pretending to be a customer as they entered the store together.
She had already changed clothes before she arrived, taking off her smart police uniform.
She wore a black mesh openwork dress.
She also has delicate eyeliner at the corners of her eyes, making her look mature and charming.
Adding a pair of black sunglasses adds a touch of mystery.
With her D-cup breasts, she looks sexy no matter how revealing her clothes are.
No one would associate her with that serious policewoman in this outfit.
They assumed she was just a wife who came to the bar looking for fun and excitement.
Hojo Maki walked up to Minoki and even winked at her while wearing sunglasses.
Mi no Shiki, of course, ignored her and walked straight past her.
Hojo Maki curled a cold smile at the corner of her lips. She flaunted her charms to leave Minoki with the impression that she wanted to seek pleasure with her, so that she wouldn't attract Minoki's attention when she followed or secretly took pictures later.
Miyuki would subconsciously assume that she was just a sexually frustrated and flirtatious woman.
Hojo Maki sat down in a corner and, as expected, saw Mikoto walk straight toward the counter, where a plainly dressed girl was already sitting.
"Scumbags." Hojo Maki sneered, secretly pulling out a camera and starting to take pictures of the two of them.
She soon realized that the girl's back looked familiar.
It was a strong sense of familiarity that came from instinct.
She incredulously removed her sunglasses, not caring if she was discovered, and her expression gradually changed.
Astonishment, disbelief, despair—a mix of emotions swirled together.
It caused her mature and beautiful face to begin to deform.
"Inagawa Hanahi!"
"No, that's not right." Hojo Maki quickly reminded herself that they had just met casually, and it might be because of Hojo Kanna.
Although Inagawa Hanahi may seem cold on the surface, as her mother, she knows that Inagawa Hanahi is actually a very gentle child.
"Calm down, Hojo Maki, you must believe in your daughter."
"Have you been here long?" Mi Zhi Shi sat down next to her.
"No, I just arrived." Inagawa Hanahi was no longer wearing that gorgeous kimono, but instead dressed as an ordinary girl, looking even more youthful than before: "I'm sorry for calling you out at this time."
"Speak your mind," Mikoto said to the waiter. "A glass of ice water, please."
"I'm apologizing for what happened last time." Inagawa Hanahi lowered her head slightly, showing none of her usual yakuza princess demeanor. "I shouldn't have been so impulsive. And when you said you liked me, you were just trying to make me give up, just like the CD you had Natsu give me last time."
"No, I'm serious." Mikoto picked up the ice water and drank it all in one gulp.
Inagawa Hanahi's expression changed, and she turned to look at her in disbelief.
"It's true that I like Kanna, it's true that I like you, and it's true that I did that CD last time. I really enjoyed that feeling. Is there a connection between these things?" Mikoto's expression was calm: "Why can't I like you if I like Kanna? My body likes S and uke. I feel safe when my neck is tied up. Even if I'm treated roughly, I feel comfortable. What's wrong with that?"
Inagawa Hanahi's mouth was agape; Miyuki's question had completely disrupted her rhythm.
Upon closer reflection, who stipulated that one can only like one person, or who stipulated that S and uke are wrong?
“If you called me out to apologize, don’t worry about it,” Miki said. “I don’t mind.”
"Th...thank you." Inagawa Hanahi fell silent for a moment, unsure of what to say.
Hojo Maki sat behind the group, wearing headphones and carrying professional equipment.
This instrument can project a reversed sound and is standard equipment for intelligence personnel.
She could roughly hear their conversation.
Hojo Maki resisted the urge to draw her gun, rush up, and kill Miyuki instantly.
"Calm down, you still have a daughter to take care of."
She wasn't young, so of course she understood the underlying logic in Miyuki's words.
That's right, liking many people is uncontrollable, and having a slightly unusual XP is understandable.
Ultimately, it's because she's handsome; if it were someone ugly, they would just be seen as a pervert.
Ultimately, she's a total scumbag, and she's even acting like she's doing it with a straight face.
Hojo Maki felt like her lungs were about to explode.
Inagawa Hanahi suddenly picked up the wine glass in front of her, drank it all in one gulp, coughed twice, and then suddenly said, "I like you too."
"Crack!" Hojo Maki crushed the sake cup in her hand.
Chapter 108 The Scene of White Album
"Just like you said, falling in love is something you can't control." Inagawa Hanahi's eyes held a hint of melancholy: "I like you. When we met for the second time, Kanna told me to leave, but you said you could understand me."
She was referring to their first meeting, after a seafood buffet, when she waited for Kanna at her doorstep.
When they met, she couldn't help but hurl insults at him, but Miyuki said she understood her feelings.
Of course, if Scarface were here, he would definitely say that the young lady was talking nonsense.
She clearly fell for Miyuki while eating at the buffet, after seeing her fight. It was love at first sight, and she was just attracted to her good looks.
However, women tend to embellish their memories, and Inagawa Hanabi firmly believes that she only developed feelings for Miyuki after Miyuki said she understood her.
Mi no Shiki did not express his opinion, but just looked at her calmly.
Inagawa Hanahi picked up another glass of wine, took a big gulp, and the alcohol made her cheeks burn and her eyes redden: "I hate my father because he hurt my grandfather, my mother, me, and my sister. He hurt the family members who love him the most. I don't think he is a hero."
After she finished speaking, she gulped down another mouthful of wine: "I gave up the Hojo surname and became Inagawa Hanahi because I didn't want to hurt my grandfather. His only son didn't approve of him, and his daughter-in-law was a policewoman. As an old man, he was so pitiful. Although he didn't say anything, I knew it."
As Inagawa Hanahi spoke, tears welled up in her eyes: "I can't get close to my mother and sister because my mother is a police officer. If her daughter is in the yakuza, she will be under a lot of pressure, even if she doesn't say it. After losing her father, being a police officer is the only identity she can remember him by."
Miyu reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Behind them, Hojo Maki covered her eyes with her hands, so no one could see her expression.
Inagawa Hanahi leaned against Minoki's chest: "I also want to be pampered in my mother's arms. I also want to have a normal relationship, with a gentle boyfriend by our side. We can share the TV series we watched the night before, which idol we like, or which ramen is the best."
As she spoke, she took another sip of wine: "At least, at least someone came up to me and said, 'Hey, Hua Fei, you've been putting on a show all this time.'"
Mi no Shiki didn't speak, but quietly held her in his arms. Her breasts weren't large, but with Hanahi's head resting on them, she still felt like she had found her mother.
She doesn't usually wear a bra, and after being soaked with tears, it felt cold to the touch.
The two hugged for a long time. Inagawa Hanahi lifted her head from her embrace, wiped away her tears with her sleeve, and resumed her strong expression: "I'm sorry to have shown you my vulnerable side."
“Okay, I’ll take you back.” Mikoto nodded, not saying much, as if she were just a loyal listener.
"Let me take you," Inagawa Hanahi shook her head. "You'd better not get involved with the yakuza."
She had just stood up when she stumbled and leaned against Miyuki.
Miyu put his arm around her shoulder, and the two walked out of the bar and got into her jeep and drove away.
Hojo Maki wiped her eyes twice, got into the white Corolla, and followed the taxi.
At Tokyo University, Shirakawa Natsu told Jingu Nao during her afternoon class that she wanted to have dinner at his house at 6 p.m.
However, she didn't mention her birthday. If she had told Jingu Nao that it was her birthday today...
Who knows if she'll strip naked, bandage herself up, and offer herself to him as a gift?
It sounds good, but it's also quite embarrassing.
“Strange~” Jingu Nao sat on the desk in front of Kimura Momo, her long legs in black stockings swinging in the air: “Natsu must be hiding something from me. He’s not very good at lying. You vixen, what do you think it is?”
Kimura Momo smiled as she wrote her lesson plan in her textbook, her smile gentle: "You really like Shirakawa Natsu."
“Of course.” Jingu Nao placed her hands on her chest. “We made a promise to visit the place where I was born, to travel to many, many places. He will listen to me for a long, long time.”
"What if there's another woman in his heart?" Kimura Momo put down her pen, her eyes curving into crescents.
“Human hearts can be filled with love.” Jingu Nao swung her legs, looking happy. “He will also be filled with my love, just as my heart is filled with his. You, you vixen, would never understand. He found his own love, and this feeling will never fade.”
“Investigating everything about him is very easy for you,” Kimura Momo said with a smile. “Perhaps you can use some methods.”
"Hmph, the one who loves him is Jingu Nao." Jingu Nao pouted, "I will only ever be Jingu Nao."
After she finished speaking, she jumped off the desk and said, "Stop talking about this. He must be hiding something from me. He invited me to dinner without giving a reason. Today should be his birthday, you vixen. You have his birth date here, right?"
“That’s right, today is his birthday.” Kimura Momo said with a smile without checking the information.
"He's really bad at lying," Jingu Nao said smugly. "I need to prepare a gift for him."
"What gift are you planning to give?" Kimura Momo asked with a smile.
"Hmm~ a gift, huh?" Jingu Nao tilted her head. "How about I take off my clothes, wrap myself in bandages, hide inside a gift box, and offer myself to him? Even I'd be shy~"
Kimura Momo smiled and said, "Is it possible that he didn't tell you because he was afraid you would give him this kind of gift?"
“That’s true.” Jingu Nao nodded. “It’s better to send something more ordinary.”
After she finished speaking, she took Kimura Momo's hand and said, "Come on, you vixen, come with me to pick out a cake."
Apartment downstairs.
The jeep slowly drove into the parking lot, and Miyuki and Inagawa Hanahi got out of the car.
"Let me call you a taxi." Miyuki flagged down a taxi on the roadside and helped Inagawa Hanahi into the car.
"Mm." Inagawa Hanahi sat in the back seat, and Miyuki closed the car door for her.
He only turned around after watching the taxi start moving.
The taxi stopped a short distance away the instant she turned around, and Inagawa Hanahi got out of the car.
He lowered his head and walked up to Miyuki: "I didn't bring any money."
Miyuki frowned as she looked at the handbag that Miyuki had been carrying.
Inagawa Hanahi opened the bag, inside were two pistols, one large and one small, and some bullets.
Actually, these things are more effective than money. At least if you talk to the driver about paying on credit, he will definitely be happy to do so.
Mi no Shiki said nothing and took out her wallet.
Inagawa Hanahi suddenly opened her arms and hugged her: "I want to go up and do something."
Miyuki remained silent as she was held in her arms.
"Please," Inagawa Hanahi's voice trembled.
Miyu reached out and hugged her.
Behind them, in the alley, Hojo Maki stood quietly watching everything.
On the other side, Jingu Nao and Kimura Momo walked together and stood in front of a row of cake displays.
Her eyes lit up as she looked at the exquisite pastries behind the counter.
Then, pointing to one of the panda-shaped cakes, she said, "Hehe, is this delicious?"
"Of course it's delicious," the waiter said with a smile.
Jingu Nao said fiercely, "I'm giving this to my boyfriend for his birthday. If it's not good, I'll hate you for the rest of my life."
The waiter smiled kindly and said, "You must have some magic to make cakes sweet."
"Hehe, I think so too." Jingu Nao whispered, "I like Natsu the most."