Master of the Machete Style Manga

Chapter 170 Fishing with Stockings: Who Will Take the Bait? (6600 words)
"You didn't know that before? That's great."

"That's great……"

Even after returning home, Haruna Mikazuki was still pondering the words Ken Sakamoto had spoken to her.

What do you mean by "that's great"?
This means that he was actually worried that I would kill him.

When I said, "How could I possibly kill you?" he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Why did he think I would kill him?

The conclusion is obvious.

Ken Sakamoto probably just wants to date Mio Natsume at the same time!
They're even... already dating?!

Judging from his recent interactions with Natsume Mio, this possibility is definitely not low.

Damn it, is Ah Jian really bewitched by that big-breasted woman?

Is it because I'm always too hesitant and haven't really made a move on him?

As for Natsume Mio, she's probably taking the initiative to attack Sakamoto Ken.

We should have locked him up the last time he came to the office!
Anyway, we'll see what tomorrow brings.

Mikazuki Haruna was in her room, looking at herself in a full-length mirror, imagining the scene of appearing at a banquet with Sakamoto Ken.

She reached behind her to pull down the zipper, but couldn't reach it. She had to ask Aunt Kazuko to help her pull it down before going back to her room and taking off her skirt.

The entire dress was hanging on a hanger, and the stockings on her legs were removed, leaving only the triangular piece of fabric at the bottom, looking cool and refreshing.

The girl stood close to the mirror, hands on her hips, took a deep breath, and straightened her chest.

Looking at its current size, it's definitely not a flat plain, but it can only be described as a small hill, which is incomparable to someone's Mount Fuji.

She had already prepared breast pads, which would fill in the gap in the chest area of ​​her dress and make her look much fuller.

Looking at her own scantily clad figure in the mirror, Mikazuki Haruna's lips curled into a slight smile, and she clicked her tongue softly.

Of course, she wasn't commenting on her own figure, but rather on the clothes she left at Ken Sakamoto's house.

After changing into a dress at Kenjiro Sakamoto's house, she left all the clothes she had taken off on the shelf in the bathroom.

And she even deliberately hung the stockings down so that he could see them as soon as he walked in.

That guy, Ah Jian, could he already be doing something weird with my clothes?!
Hmph, I've given it all to you, so enjoy it!

……

The studio, the first-floor restroom.

Ken Sakamoto stood in the doorway, his gaze fixed on the stainless steel shelf in the corner.

There, a pile of clothes was prominently displayed.

The most obvious thing was a pair of black stockings hanging down from the gap in the shelf.

There were obvious signs that the stockings had been stretched at the feet.

This was definitely not something that was accidentally left behind.

Ken Sakamoto crossed his arms, leaned against the doorframe, and silently looked at the pile of clothes.

He hadn't noticed anything unusual when Natsume Mio was still there.

Now that I've calmed down and thought about it carefully, I realize that Haruna's expression when she left was strange.

There's a kind of... sly expression, like someone who's done something wrong and succeeded.

She even remembered to take the empty box that originally contained the new dress, so how could she possibly forget her own underwear that she had changed out of?
Moreover, Ken Sakamoto clearly remembers that she made a special trip to the restroom before going back.

In retrospect, she came in to set up the scene.

He carefully observed the arrangement of the pile of clothes.

If you just toss them around, the stockings are usually rolled up or crumpled into a ball.

It would never be possible for it to hang so perfectly on the edge of the shelf, with such a long section dangling down, as if afraid that anyone coming in wouldn't see it.

Moreover, when I helped her zip up her clothes inside, I clearly remembered that her clothes were neatly arranged together.

Ken Sakamoto picked up the black silk fabric.

So... this thing is actually fish bait, right?

And Ken Sakamoto was the fish that took the bait.

"This guy……"

Ken Sakamoto shook his head helplessly. Did she think I was the kind of pervert who liked to do weird things to worn stockings?

Stockings only truly come alive when they're worn on a beautiful young woman's legs, warmed by her body heat, enveloping her firm skin, and shifting with the movement of her legs, creating a play of light and shadow.

Once you take it off, it's just a clump of nylon fibers.

Ken Sakamoto reached out and grabbed all the clothes on the rack, pulling them into his arms.

At that moment, a faint citrus fragrance wafted over, and it smelled really nice.

He turned and walked out of the restroom, then quickly went upstairs.

The first floor is the common area of ​​the studio.

Tomorrow morning, Long Xingshen and his two assistants will come to work.

These things were left for him by Haruna to see; they can't be shown to anyone else.

Ken Sakamoto went into his bedroom on the third floor and casually tossed the pile of clothes onto a low cabinet in the corner.

Black stockings draped softly over the edge of the closet. Sakamoto Ken could have easily put these clothes inside, but he deliberately left them outside.

Although he couldn't prove it to anyone, Ken Sakamoto definitely didn't do anything strange to the pile of clothes.

……

The next day, Friday.

Early in the morning, the three assistants arrived at the studio on time.

Keiko Kaji didn't come today. She sent a message to Ken Sakamoto on LINE, saying that she needed to go to the venue with her company staff in advance to do preparations and set up the venue because of the evening's event.

As usual, Ken Sakamoto briefed his three assistants on today's work progress requirements.

"Everyone, today's task is a little easier. Let's finish the outlines on these few pages by 3 PM," Ken Sakamoto said.

"Yes, Sakamoto-sensei!" the three replied in unison.

As Ryuko Shin tidied his paintbrushes, he said enviously, "How wonderful, a writers' dinner... I heard that many famous writers attend such events."

Kaku Tomoharu pushed up his glasses and sighed, "We're not qualified to attend that level of gathering yet."

Endo Tatsuya smiled and said, "We'll be able to do it someday too."

“Don’t be discouraged. You all have the potential to become bestselling authors.” Ken Sakamoto pointed to the stack of storyboards on the table and said, “We have plenty of manuscripts in reserve right now, and there is no pressure to meet deadlines. So, after you finish your manuscripts, you can use the time to draw your own works.”

Ken Sakamoto added, "And as long as you complete our task, even if you are drawing your own manuscripts during these eight hours of work, I will still pay you as usual."

"Thank you, Mr. Sakamoto!" The three of them quickly bowed to Sakamoto Ken in unison.

The time soon came to noon.

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang on time.

Sakamoto Ken went to open the door, and standing outside was naturally Natsume Mio.

Natsume Mio was particularly striking today.

The girl was wearing a pure white dress with layered lace details, the hem of which fell just above her knees.

A light pink ribbon was tied around her waist, outlining her slender waist and further highlighting the curves of her chest.

She took off her white shoes, and her feet, encased in white stockings, stepped onto the floor of the room, tiptoing to the front of Sakamoto Fitness.

Compared to the exquisite and gorgeous feel of Mikazuki Haruna, Natsume Mio's outfit is softer, making you want to hug her and see just how supple her slender waist is.

"Ah Jian! Good afternoon!"

Natsume Mio picked up the lunch bag in her hand and said with a slight smile, "I made shrimp tempura today!"

"It's really beautiful." Ken Sakamoto wasn't just being polite; he was telling the truth.

"Hehe~" Natsume Mio was in a good mood. She said, "Because I'm going to a banquet with Ken today."

She walked into the studio, and her three assistants, quite perceptively, said they were going out for lunch. They tidied up the manuscripts on the table, got up, and left.

As usual, after finishing their bento boxes at the table with Natsume Mio, Natsume Mio took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, then took out a lipstick to touch up her lips, and looked Sakamoto Ken up and down.

Ken Sakamoto usually dresses in simple, casual styles, and each piece of clothing costs no more than 2000 yen.

"Ken, tonight is a very important occasion, what are you going to wear?" Natsume Mio asked.

Ken Sakamoto pointed upstairs and said, "The clothes are ready and in the room."

Natsume Mio blinked her big eyes and asked curiously, "Huh? Ken bought new clothes? What kind?"

Ken Sakamoto looked at her and, without hiding anything, said directly, "Haruna bought it for me."

"what?!"

Natsume Mio's voice instantly rose eight octaves.

The smile on her face froze, turning into shock and disbelief.

"She...she bought it for you?! When did she buy it for you? Why would she suddenly buy you clothes?!"

A barrage of questions came crashing down on me.

Ken Sakamoto remained calm in the face of Mio Natsume's questioning.

He pointed to the stairs: "It's upstairs, do you want to go up and take a look?"

"quick!"

Natsume Mio grabbed Sakamoto Ken's hand and pulled him upstairs.

The two went to the bedroom on the third floor.

Pushing open the door, Natsume Mio first glanced around the room and immediately noticed the pile of clothes on the low cabinet.

Those were Mikazuki Haruna's skirt, bra, and stockings that she had changed out of yesterday.

The girl's pupils contracted sharply, she released Sakamoto Ken's hand, and strode over.

Her hands trembled as she picked up the black bra and then looked at the black stockings.

Then she suddenly turned her head, staring wide-eyed at Sakamoto Ken, stammering, "This...this...this...this can't be...her clothes, can it?!"

Ken Sakamoto nodded sincerely: "When she brought me the clothes yesterday, she had also bought a new dress for herself. She tried it on at my house to see how it looked, and the clothes she took off... she forgot to take them back."

"Huh?" Natsume Mio exclaimed in disbelief, "Forgot?! How could you forget this?!"

"No! No!" She shook her head violently, as if trying to sort out the chaotic logic. "She changed her dress at your house? In your room?!"

So much information bombarded her brain that she didn't know where to begin criticizing it.

She looked at the black bra in her hand and said, "Why did you take this off when you changed into the dress?!"

Ken Sakamoto explained, "Her new dress was an off-the-shoulder style, while this one is a black halter-neck dress. I guess she felt that having two black bra straps on her shoulders wouldn't look good, so she took it off."

"Where are the stockings?!" Natsume Mio pointed at the black stockings. "Why do I have to take off my stockings to change into a skirt?!"

"That new dress came with a new pair of matching stockings," Ken Sakamoto said calmly. "Since you've changed into a new dress, it's only natural that you'd change the stockings too, right?"

"She... just changed her dress here?" Natsume Mio stared into Sakamoto Ken's eyes, trying to find any trace of a lie.

“Of course,” Ken Sakamoto nodded in response.

"So you changed into the clothes she bought for you, and then you showed them to each other?"

Ken Sakamoto nodded again: "Try it on and see if it fits."

Natsume Mio was still in shock, especially seeing Sakamoto Ken's matter-of-fact expression. How could he be so self-righteous!
"She definitely has ulterior motives!" Natsume Mio threw the bra she was holding back onto the cabinet, crossed her arms, and said angrily, "Why would she suddenly buy you clothes for no reason? And she even deliberately left her clothes in your room, this..."

"...Ken...you didn't ask her to stay, did you?" Natsume Mio asked suspiciously.

“Of course not,” Sakamoto Ken shrugged and said, “I’m not the kind of pervert who likes to hoard girls’ underwear.” Sakamoto Ken actually wanted to know what Natsume Mio was thinking, so he deliberately asked, “Did she leave the clothes here for some reason?”

“Of course there is!” Natsume Mio said. “Her purpose is to make you see these intimate garments, and then… then when you’re alone in the room, you can secretly pick up her clothes that she’s changed out of, smell them, touch them, and then… then you can use them as…”

Ken Sakamoto chimed in, "Spellcasting materials?"

Mio Natsume turned her head away and muttered softly, "You do that kind of thing too, don't you?"

"also?"

"Uh, no, I, I didn't say anything..."

Ken Sakamoto shook his head and said, "Actually, it was just an accidental forgetting. Besides, Mio, you also forgot your clothes at my house once."

Natsume Mio was slightly taken aback: "Eh? What clothes?"

Ken Sakamoto pointed to Mio Natsume's feet: "You left your pair of white socks at my house last time."

"Ah!" Natsume Mio suddenly remembered.

That day, she bought new socks specifically to wear white stockings, and forgot to take her old cotton socks with her and just stuffed them in her bag.

"You noticed..." Her face instantly turned bright red.

“Of course I found it,” Ken Sakamoto said. “So don’t think I’m the kind of magician who likes to cast spells on pretty girls’ underwear.”

Mio Natsume was actually a little guilty.

After all, she wasn't actually looking at Ah Jian's underwear; she was just imagining Ah Jian holding her, and that was it...

Natsume Mio pouted, still unwilling to give up: "Oh... so you're not..."

But I genuinely forgot by accident; I didn't intentionally stay to seduce him.

Ken Sakamoto frankly stated, "When you're not wearing something, no matter what kind of clothes you wear, they have no meaning, right? Clothes have no soul when they leave the body."

Mio Natsume astutely grasped the key point: "So... when you wear it, you'll like it, right?"

Ken Sakamoto did not answer, but smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping over Mio Natsume's small feet in white stockings.

Natsume Mio felt her legs go weak under his gaze, but she was also a little unhappy.

That wicked woman actually gave Ah Jian clothes!

"What about the clothes she bought for you?" Natsume Mio asked.

Ken Sakamoto walked to the wardrobe, took out the exquisite large box from inside, and opened the lid.

A high-quality black suit lay quietly inside.

He picked it up and showed it to Natsume Mio.

Although Natsume Mio doesn't know much about menswear brands, the sheen of the fabric and the cut of the garment clearly indicate that it's not cheap.

"Are you really going to wear this outfit?" Natsume Mio asked, biting her lip.

Ken Sakamoto said, "I originally wanted to wear casual clothes, but Kaji-san also said that it was a formal occasion and casual clothes were not appropriate. This is the only formal suit I have at home."

“We still have time!” Natsume Mio said. “We can go to the mall to buy it…”

Ken Sakamoto shook his head: "There's no time, and this one does fit quite well."

He looked at Natsume Mio and said, "I'll change into it, can you take a look and see how it looks?"

Although Natsume Mio felt awkward, she also wanted to see how Ken would look in it.

“Okay, then you can put it on and let me see,” Natsume Mio said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ken Sakamoto started taking off his clothes.

He grabbed the hem of the T-shirt, lifted it up, and it came off instantly.

"Huh?!" Natsume Mio exclaimed softly, "You're just going to take your clothes off right here?!"

Although I've seen it in my dreams, in reality...

That's way too informal!

Sakamoto Ken had a matter-of-fact expression on his face: "This is my room. Why don't you go to the door and leave for a moment?"

Natsume Mio glanced at the door, then at Sakamoto Ken's bare upper body.

Well-defined abs, a muscular chest...

She swallowed hard, her feet seemingly rooted to the spot, not moving an inch.

"You...you can change it! I don't want to watch it!"

He said he wouldn't look, but his eyes were wide open, staring intently without blinking.

If we disregard the memories from that dream, this was the first time she had seen Ah Jian's body in reality.

I never expected... he actually has abs!
Moreover, the lines are even clearer and more beautiful than in the dream!

Ken Sakamoto, wearing only boxer shorts, began to change into his suit.

When Ken Sakamoto straightened his collar and turned around, Mio Natsume felt as if she could stop breathing.

So handsome!
In an instant, he transformed from a carefree young man into someone with an elegant demeanor and graceful bearing.

She didn't really like the outfit, since it was bought by that guy, Mikazuki Haruna.

but now……

I have to admit, this outfit suits Ah Jian really well.

"How is it?" Ken Sakamoto asked.

“Hmm…” Natsume Mio nodded, “Very… very handsome.”

Ken Sakamoto said calmly, "It's just an outfit. I won't change anything because of an outfit."

Mio Natsume felt that she understood the unspoken meaning in his words.

She asked tentatively, "So... you rejected her?"

Ken Sakamoto countered, "Refuse what?"

"She gave you such expensive clothes, she must be confessing her feelings to you! Did you reject her?" Natsume Mio said.

Ken Sakamoto shook his head: "No."

"No?!" Natsume Mio was immediately surprised.

“There was no confession,” Kenjiro Sakamoto said.

"Oh..." Natsume Mio breathed a sigh of relief.

But after all this, why didn't he confess his feelings?

Has Mikazuki Haruna chickened out?
Did you think that if you confessed and were rejected, you wouldn't even be able to remain friends, which is why you didn't dare to confess to Ken Sakamoto?
Tsk tsk, I know exactly what you're thinking!

Ken Sakamoto continued, "She didn't confess, but... I know she likes me."

Natsume Mio thought to herself: I know she likes you too! That wicked woman made it so obvious!
She said "Oh," thinking to herself, "It's good that he didn't confess..."

As long as you haven't confessed your feelings, you're not officially in a relationship!
Ken Sakamoto walked over to Mio Natsume and stood next to her.

He opened the front camera on his phone and stretched out his hand.

“Look,” Ken Sakamoto said, pointing to the two people on the screen, “I’m all in black, and you’re all in white. We actually look quite good together.”

Mio Natsume carefully examined the image on the screen.

A tall, handsome young man in a black suit, and a pretty young woman in a white dress.

Black and white is indeed the most classic combination.

It's just like……

The bride and groom at a wedding?
The slight displeasure Natsume Mio felt about the source of the clothes vanished instantly.

Haruna, didn't she just shoot herself in the foot?

By accident, she helped me pick out a matching couple outfit for Ah Jian!

Thank you so much, you sucker senior!
Besides, Ah Jian won't be fooled by you just because you give him an expensive set of clothes.

If it were the Ah Jian from that memory who was short of money, this guy might actually succumb to you for money.

But Ah Jian doesn't lack that kind of money now.

"Okay, I'll change my clothes back now."

Ken Sakamoto started taking off his clothes again and changing back into his original casual clothes: "I'll change back into them when we leave this afternoon, otherwise they'll get wrinkled after wearing them all afternoon and won't look good. We don't have anything to iron them at home."

Natsume Mio stood to the side watching, while Sakamoto Ken made no attempt to avoid her.

When he was left with only his boxer shorts.

Mio Natsume's gaze involuntarily shifted downwards a little.

Although Ken Sakamoto is still the same Ken Sakamoto from a few minutes ago, I feel that there seems to be a subtle change in his boxer shorts.

Well……

Although Natsume Mio has never been in a relationship, she is not an idiot in this regard.

Whether it's biology class or all sorts of strange information entering her head in this internet age, she knows how to react.

Because of me?
Natsume Mio's heart pounded, yet a secret, indescribable joy welled up within her.

As she was lost in thought, she saw that Ken Sakamoto had changed his clothes and walked to the window at the other end of the room.

He stood there, quietly looking out the window.

Natsume Mio quickly followed and stood beside him.

Outside the window are dense residential buildings, so the view is not very open.

The view here is actually worse than the old apartment.

After all, there was a small grove of trees outside the old apartment building, although it was a grove of trees in a cemetery...

Sensing Natsume Mio approaching, Sakamoto Ken didn't turn his head, but instead reached out and naturally wrapped his arm around the girl's slender waist.

Natsume Mio's body trembled slightly, as if she had been struck by an electric current.

But she didn't run away; instead, she moved even closer to Ken Sakamoto and gently rested her head on his shoulder.

The two stood there quietly, Sakamoto Ken didn't say a word, and Natsume Mio didn't utter a sound either.

Actually, Ken Sakamoto was just recalling what he had said to Haruna Mikazuki yesterday.

After all, the three of them will definitely meet at tonight's banquet.

Ai Hoshino should have already been dealt with. She probably knows her limits, and after so many times with her, she must have already slept with her.

He had already prepared himself mentally for Haruna yesterday, and had revealed some things about his "girlfriend from a past life".

Now, only Mio is left.

Ken Sakamoto suddenly let out a long sigh and called her name in a low voice: "Mio..."

"Hmm?" Natsume Mio looked up at his profile.

Ken Sakamoto turned his head, gazing intently into her eyes, and said slowly with a deeply expectant look:
"Lately, I've been feeling like... I used to be an irredeemable scumbag, and then I got taken advantage of by three women..."

"W-What?!" Natsume Mio's eyes widened, her face filled with horror and disbelief.

"Before... that scumbag... was killed by three women?!" Natsume Mio said, "What, what are you saying? Ken, haven't you never been in a relationship before?"

“This might be from a past life or something…” Ken Sakamoto continued.

"Previous life..."

What Sakamoto Ken said matched the memory in her mind perfectly.

However, she never revealed any specific details about her dream to Ah Jian!

She dared not tell Ah Jian about the ending, which involved being killed by three women.

Why did Ah Jian suddenly say that?
It can't be that all of that is real, right?!
(End of this chapter)