Tokyo, the shady intelligence of private detectives

Yuzuru Masahiro was taken aback. Did Miss Akiko intend to stay and not leave?

This room is so small, it's really crowded and inconvenient for two people.

His original intention was to take her back to room 501 and, incidentally, find out some things he wanted to know.

"Mr. Yuzuru, you are unaware of their methods. They must have marked room 501."

"They might find out as soon as I get back, then they'll be able to find where I'm hiding and come to catch me very quickly."

"The statue behind the curtain was shown to you so that you wouldn't lose your job, so we should help each other."

Izayoi Akira looked pitiful, but her words seemed to be full of self-righteousness.

Masahiro Hanyu stared at her, noticing something amiss.

When Izayoi Akira came last night, she was wearing a short-sleeved white shirt and a skirt.

She was only wearing a white shirt, which covered her buttocks, and her legs were fair and slender, but she wasn't wearing anything on her lower body!

Why has my white shirt become so baggy?

He suddenly realized, "Miss Mingkong, isn't that my shirt?"

Izayoi Akira's cheeks flushed slightly. "I'm sorry, Mr. Yuzuru, my shirt and skirt are stained with blood, so I'll have to wash them first."

"I didn't have any clothes to change into, so I used your shirt."

"Don't worry, I'll wash it clean after I wear it and return it to you."

"Please, don't send me away! I can clean your room and serve you; I'll do many things."

Yuzuru looked toward the balcony, where, sure enough, Izayoi's clothes were drying, along with... her bra and panties.

She's only wearing this shirt! No wonder I felt something in her chest...

This kind of outfit with no bottoms is actually quite alluring!

Not only is Izayoi Akizo naive, but she also seems to be unclear about the taboos between men and women.

"Miss Mingkong, let's not stand here anymore."

Izayoi nodded, walked to the bedside and sat down. After sleeping through the night, her injuries seemed to have really healed a lot.

"Mr. Yuzuru, I have a total of 9 yen on me, which I have left on the table as payment for my food and lodging here."

Since I've paid, staying here isn't out of the question.

Yuzuru Masahiro put the money away, then poured himself a glass of water. "Ms. Mingkong, who exactly are these people you're talking about?"

Izayoi's thick eyelashes cast faint shadows on her cheeks. "Mr. Yuzuru, I can't say. Please don't force me!"

Masahiro Hanyu took a sip of water. "Alright, I won't ask who they are."

Izayoi bowed deeply, "Thank you!" Then she hissed softly, her soft rib wound aggravated.

Yuzuru Masahiro put down his water glass. "I'm going to ask Miss Mingkong about something else. You can't refuse again, otherwise I'll have to ask you to go back to room 501."

Izayoi nodded. "Yes, I can't talk about the statue either, since I promised not to. Please ask me anything else!"

Masahiro Yuzuru thought for a moment, then asked, "Ms. Akira, do you smoke?"

Izayoi shook her head. "I don't smoke!"

Masahiro Hanyu stared at her. "Have you ever seen the VIV short-arm, pure copper lift-up crane?"

Izayoi looked puzzled. "Mr. Yuzuru, I don't understand what that is?"

Masahiro Hanyu picked up a pen and paper, drew a simple diagram, and handed it to Izayoi.

She suddenly realized, "You mean a lighter!"

"I've seen it before. Senior Kurokawa has a lighter like that."

"Who is Senior Brother Kurokawa?" Masahiro Yuzuru pressed.

"Senior Brother Kurokawa is truly remarkable. His skills far surpass mine; he can even carve his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys into the same Shinto statue." Izayoi's tone was clearly filled with admiration.

"Oh, I remember now, Kurokawa-senpai's name is Kurokawa Taku."

"Alright, I can't talk about the statue."

After sitting for a while, Izayoi felt the pain in her wound. She leaned against the headboard with her legs straight so as not to put pressure on the wound.

Realizing she was only wearing a shirt, she turned slightly to the side and crossed her legs.

Yuzuru Masahiro had no intention of eavesdropping. He moved his chair and asked, "Ms. Mingkong, have you heard of the Fusheng Society?"

"The Fuseikai! I've heard of them!" Izayoi replied without hesitation.

"It seems that Senior Brother Kurokawa is from the Fusheng Society, but I'm not entirely sure, since we all have our own things to do."

Seeing that the other party continued to ask questions, clearly wanting to avoid certain things and unwilling to say more, Izayoi Akira's answers began to become strange and incomprehensible.

Yuzuru Masahiro stopped pressing for answers. To get useful clues from the simple-minded Miss Akira, he had to proceed step by step and couldn't rush it.

He offered to fetch some clothes from next door, but Izayoi firmly refused, saying that anyone who entered room 501 would attract them.

As night fell, Izayoi became tense again, frequently stopping Masahiro Hanyu from talking to her and indicating that they were nearby.

To avoid having to share a bed with Izayoi, who wasn't wearing underwear, Masahiro Hanyu moved all the things out from under the bed and then let Izayoi sleep under the bed.

Izayoi had no complaints; she seemed willing to do anything to hide here.

Yuzuru Masahiro went to the balcony to observe several times, but he never saw the two hunched old men again.

Izayoi Aksora fell asleep as soon as she lay down on her pillow, and didn't wake up until late the next day.

Masahiro Hanyu will temporarily leave her alone. Today is September 6th, and he is going to attend a lecture by Kazuhiko Inoue.

He first called Yui Satsuki to confirm that there was no unusual information before heading to Kazuhiko Inoue's residence.

When I arrived at the renovated machiya again, the low wooden gate was open, and Ms. Nako, still wearing a plain-colored kimono, was waiting at the gate.

Upon seeing Masahiro Hanyu, Nako bowed and said, "Mr. Yamamoto, I have been looking forward to your arrival."

Her kimono neckline was lower today, making her fair cleavage particularly clear when she bowed.

Masahiro Hanyu bowed and nodded. "It is my honor to have Miss Nako remember me."

Led by Nako, Masahiro Hanyu entered through the heavy security door and went up to the tea room on the second floor.

In the same scene, Kazuhiko Inoue sits on a futon, while Kyoko, dressed in an almost transparent kimono, prepares tea beside him.

However, there were two men sitting in the tea room, both around thirty or forty years old.

Kazuhiko Inoue explained that the two men, Mr. Watanabe and Mr. Kobayashi, were attending the lecture for the second time and had officially joined the Fusheng Association yesterday.

After taking a few sips of tea, Inoue Kazuhiko said, "Mr. Yamamoto, please wait a moment. Mr. Watanabe and Mr. Kobayashi have joined the Fusei-kai. I will be holding a welcoming ceremony here, which will be presided over by Ms. Kyoko."

Kyoko stood up and slowly pushed open a wooden sliding door. "Mr. Watanabe, Mr. Kobayashi, please come with me."

After the three of them went inside, Kyoko closed the wooden door and turned on the lights inside.

Masahiro Hanyu sat at the tea table, where he could clearly see the figures of three people.

Miss Kyoko knelt on the ground and slowly took off her kimono...