Tokyo, the shady intelligence of private detectives

Masahiro Hanyu certainly remembered that when he asked this question, Mrs. Nagiharu was very angry, after all, it was a private matter.

She admitted that she bought it because Chairman Okita was impotent.

However, Masahiro Hanyu had his doubts. Men usually don't expose this weakness, especially someone like Chairman Okita, who is said to be a strong man.

Lady Nagiharu looked at Masahiro Hanyu and said, "I admit that I lied to you when I answered that question."

"Actually, it has nothing to do with Chairman Okita's abilities, but rather with my... higher demands in that area. I have this desire, an uncontrollable desire."

As she spoke, her hand trembled slightly, spilling wine onto her chest, wetting a patch. Her gauze dress clung to her body, making her skin appear even whiter and her figure even more alluring.

Yuzuru Masahiro held his wine glass, his hand not trembling at all. "I believed what Lady Nagiharu said back then, so why are you being so frank now?"

Lady Nagiharu gently bit her lower lip. "Mr. Yuzuru has met Abu Mizure, so I believe you are already aware of the Chairman's abilities."

As expected, the people being followed and monitored by Lady Nagiharu were arranged by her.

However, he did not ask Mrs. Abu about this issue, otherwise it would have been tantamount to reminding her to pay attention to Chairman Okita's private life!

Masahiro Hanyu did not directly respond to the question, "What does this have to do with the disappearance of the first two investigators?"

Lady Nagiharu's legs were no longer crossed. The wine that had just been spilled must have flowed down her chest and gathered in front of her thong.

"Ever since my assassination attempt, Chairman Okita has stopped seeing me because he was worried about the potential danger during our dates."

"But my desires are overflowing, and I need someone to help me suppress them."

"Otherwise, I can't sleep at night, I'm restless and anxious, especially..." She glanced down at the pool of liquid, "...I crave it so much, I can't...control it!"

As Lady Nagiharu finished speaking, her voice trailed off and trembled slightly, as if she were moaning.

Masahiro Hanyu picked up his wine glass, touched it to his dry lips, but still didn't drink, not even a small sip.

He had witnessed the power of aphrodisiacs firsthand, and although there might not be any in this wine, he still had to be careful.

"For this reason, Madam needs to find a suitable man to help you relieve your troubles."

"Because you are under protection, the only person you can contact and have a secret relationship with without being detected is the private investigator who is investigating this matter."

Mrs. Nagiharu's eyes shimmered, and she nodded gently. "Mr. Yuzuru is very intelligent, just like that."

"But after they had sex, the detective would disappear the next day every time."

"I'm not sure if it's a coincidence or if there's a direct connection. After all, in a private environment like this, the security personnel just assume we're discussing assassination, and no one would suspect anything."

Masahiro Hanyu put down his glass. "In that case, does Mrs. Nagiharu want me to become the third investigator to go missing?"

"Knowing about this might help Mr. Yuzuru find the culprit as soon as possible." Mrs. Nagiharu stood up, her long black gauze dress slipping down.

Her hips weren't wide, and she didn't look as good in a thong as the female secretary, Eimi Kuroki. For some reason, Masahiro Yuzuru made a comparison in his mind.

Her breasts were also smaller, much less impressive than Hashimoto Reia's.

Having met so many women, it's natural to make comparisons; he couldn't suppress this inner turmoil.

Mrs. Nagi approached. "Mr. Yuzuru, wouldn't you like to give it a try? There will be two benefits if we do it."

"First, if my needs are met, I will do my best to satisfy Mr. Yuzuru."

"Secondly, perhaps doing this will lure the assassin to you. I can then deploy security personnel to protect him secretly, wait for him to take the bait, and capture him."

Her fragrance was rich and sweet, just like her figure and appearance—sexy and intense, arousing arousal the senses the moment it entered the nostrils.

Yuzuru Masahiro remained seated upright. "It truly is a win-win situation. Lady Nagiharu's idea is quite good and worth considering. However, it is a dangerous matter after all. Even without assassins, if Chairman Okita or Mr. Hirano finds out, I'm afraid I'll disappear forever."

Mrs. Nagiharu said gently, "Will Mr. Yuzuru be afraid? I don't think so. The fact that you jumped down from the third floor to see me shows that you have courage."

Masahiro Hanyu smiled. "It seems that's really the case. Madam, do you have Otto Ping S and Wakasu here?" he suddenly asked.

Lady Nagiharu gathered her long, black hair back. "Mr. Yuzuru, are you worried that you won't be able to satisfy me?"

"There's really no need to worry about that, because I do have Ottopin S and Wakasu here. The combination of these two can completely make up for a man's certain deficiencies."

She reached out and grabbed Masahiro Hanyu's hand. "Both medications are in the bedroom. Come in with me. Ottopin S is a spray; I can apply it for you myself."

Her hands were smooth and slightly cool. As she spoke, her little finger lightly traced across Masahiro Hanyu's palm, clearly demonstrating her skill in teasing.

Masahiro Hanyu lowered his head, seemingly making a final decision, but his gaze remained fixed on the hands of his watch.

He stood up, breathing heavily. "Please forgive me, I'm so excited and nervous about having a deep conversation with Lady Nagiharu soon. Please let me calm down."

Lady Nagiharu nodded. "Men's reactions are all different. The first two detectives were impatient, unlike Yuzuru-kun who had to be mentally prepared."

Yuzuru Masahiro was slightly embarrassed. "From the first time we met, I considered Nagi Haru to be my goddess."

"I'm about to get intimate with my goddess, and I can't contain my nervousness!"

Lady Nagiharu chuckled. She did indeed possess that charm; it was understandable that men would have such feelings when they were about to possess her.

Just then, the phone rang in the room. Mrs. Nagiharu frowned. "I told them not to disturb me. It must be something urgent!"

She released Masahiro Hanyu's hand, walked to the table, and picked up the telephone. It was an internal call; it was from the couple.

After listening to the voice on the phone finish speaking, Mrs. Nagiharu frowned slightly and then hung up the phone.

"The fire department is conducting a spot check, and the head of the local association is accompanying them. It's a routine inspection, so there's no need to suspect anything. Let's... wait a bit to avoid being disturbed again. It's better not to start at all than to be interrupted."

The investigators arrived on time as expected, and Masahiro Hanyu breathed a sigh of relief; he had finally stalled for time.

Before leaving the Nagasawa Construction Office, a tracking device was installed in the heel of his shoe by the investigation team, and it was agreed that if he could not be contacted within three hours, someone would appear in the area where he disappeared to give a warning.

However, he looked very helpless. "Lady Nagiharu, let's do it another time. Once this kind of thing is interrupted, the feeling won't be perfect."

Lady Nagi hesitated for half a minute, "Alright, that's enough for today! I'll contact you again, after all, I'm in a lot of pain, especially late at night."

Masahiro Hanyu left the basement and crawled back into the sofa, which was then towed away by the truck. Because the couple was dissatisfied, the sofa was returned to its original location.

Following the driver's instructions, he jumped out of the car on his own on a deserted street. By the time he returned to his apartment building, it was already dark.

Just then, his pager went off again; it was an unknown number. He called back.

A deep male voice came from inside, "Hello Mr. Yuzuru, I am Yoshihei Okita!"