The premise of breaking up in Tokyo

Eiyo intended to take the initiative, but when she was stared at by Katsuhiko with a half-smile, she felt that her dignity had been insulted.

She kicked Katsuhiko's foot, then quickly turned and ran towards the room, swinging her arms as she said, "Tonight isn't a good time. Let's talk about it when I'm in a better mood..."

She had just run to the door when she turned back, her flushed face tense and serious. Instead of looking at Sheng Yan, she glanced towards the door and continued, "The factory reopened today. Neither Qin Ye nor I went over, so we don't know how the workers are doing. Do you want the factory to continue? Or file for bankruptcy? Or convert it into your videotape company?"

Before the holiday, the factory had more than 30 employees, most of whom were middle-aged people with elderly parents and young children at home.

Eiyo also knew that Mikoto's mortgage loan was about to be approved, and the 200 million yen would probably be enough to revive the factory.

But when Katsuhiko was talking with Tanaka Yutaka and more than forty other people, Eiyo heard the name "Watanabe Food Processing Plant" and instinctively moved closer. Of course, she didn't hide it; she was just deliberately eavesdropping.

It was quite awkward at the time... I didn't dare to say anything. Now that no one's around, I can speak freely.

Of course, she knew she had no right to interfere with Sheng Yan's decision, but if it were another company, she thought she could suppress her displeasure. After all, the factory was really not doing well. Even if it could be saved, it would cost a lot of money and take several years to earn it back.

But Qin Ye will probably be very upset, after all, when she first entered the factory, she vowed to make the factory bigger and stronger.

"We'll definitely continue operating. Didn't we agree on this before? The food produced and processed in the factory will be delivered to Mikoto's convenience stores. You need to have a deep partnership..."

Of course, Mikoto's convenience store couldn't handle too much stock, and with many of the factory's clients going out of business, orders plummeted...

Shengyan decided to replace one of the food processing production lines with a beverage processing production line. His factory's business license includes soft drinks, so he only needs to submit an equipment change application to the management department.

Now Katsuhiko has gained another layer of understanding about the [potion]: unless you drink the same whole bottle of potion in a short period of time, it will never be possible to have the extraordinary "recovery" effect or the "academic genius" effect.

Even if the two potions are mixed together, the combined potion will only be half as effective.

Katsuhiko has decided not to produce the [Recovery Potion] beverage anymore, lest the clever one sense the effect and use it as medicine.

The "Focus Potion" drink can be produced at will. When you first drink it, you'll suddenly experience a feeling of "transcendence," your mind will be exceptionally clear, and a sense of superiority will arise, making everyone around you seem "mentally challenged." But as soon as you sleep, you'll return to normal, and even a nap will make it disappear.

This is definitely the secret to its explosive popularity; who can resist the temptation to look down on others? Plus, there are no side effects—it's better than betel nut, tobacco, and the like…

As for production equipment, there are many closed beverage production factories in that area, so you can directly buy second-hand ones.

In other words, for the next two weeks, not all the workers can come to work; they can only come in shifts, one week on and one week off.

After explaining the factory plans in detail, Sheng Yan concluded by saying, "Tomorrow, give the workers a notice. Those you think are good, let them come in on rotation; those who aren't, lay them off!"

"Are you trying to please me?" Yingdai continued to glance at the door, a smile creeping onto her lips.

"What?" Sheng Yan was taken aback.

"You know I couldn't bear to see the factory close down, so I tried my best to keep it going, right?"

Eiyo tilted her chin up, her eyes darting towards Katsuhiko, and she smiled, revealing a row of curved upper teeth, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

"That's Qinye's factory, and she's the heir. What does it have to do with you?"

"I won't listen!" Eiyo covered her ears with her hands, turned her back to Katsuhiko, and shook her head, saying, "It's all about me, you're just trying to please me... Ah~~"

Sheng Yan lightly patted her buttocks again.

Yingdai's legs went weak, and she almost fell over. Her face flushed red, she turned her head and said, "Try hitting me again."

Katsuhiko slowly raised his hand in front of her eyes. Eiyo's breath hitched. She didn't move, but opened her eyes wide, her pupils following Katsuhiko's raised hand.

Katsuhiko moved his hand back and forth twice, then drew a circle in the air with a crisp "snap".

"Hmph~"

Yingdai bit her lower lip tightly, let out a nasal sound, her wide eyes rolled upwards as if in a daze, and then she grabbed Shengyan's arm again.

She lowered her head, breathing slightly, her face filled with disbelief.

Katsuhiko said, "You're being a little too sensitive. Are you perhaps sick?"

Ying Dai was surprised and even shocked by this. He originally thought it was an overreaction due to being ambushed, but he was mentally prepared and watched the attack coming. Why did it turn out like this?

Katsuhiko then asked, "Want to try again?"

"Annoying..."

Yingdai covered her lower abdomen with both hands, then bumped Shengyan's chest with her shoulder, before turning around and staggering into the bedroom.

In the living room, Qin Ye, kneeling on the prayer mat, turned her head to look at the doorway.

She still had that "I don't know how to cry" look on her face. When Eiya ran away and Katsuhiko turned to look at her, she seemed embarrassed by their little interaction at the door and quickly lowered her head.

Katsuhiko sat down next to Kotoha and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

Qin Ye lowered her head, her fingers gripping her knees, and whispered, "A little..."

ding dong~

Before she could finish speaking, the doorbell rang.

Katsuhiko opened the door, and Mikoto, carrying a lunchbox, leaned close to Katsuhiko's ear with a smile and whispered, "You must be hungry. I heard your stomach growling during the day."

What a wonderful wife who is so considerate of her husband… Katsuhiko cupped Mikoto’s face and kissed her forehead as a sign of his satisfaction and reward.

In the mourning hall, Kotoha tilted her head and glanced this way again. When Katsuhiko looked over, she lowered her head once more...

Mikoto brought enough food for four people, but she didn't have time to eat her afternoon meal.

At the rectangular dining table, Eiyo and Kotoha sat side by side, Mikoto and Katsuhiko sat side by side, with Eiyo opposite Mikoto and Kotoha opposite Katsuhiko.

Since it was a vigil for Kenta, the four of them gathered at the restaurant for a meal. Out of courtesy, they didn't talk much. The only sound during the meal was the clinking of bowls and chopsticks.

After the meal, Qinye wanted to clear the dishes, but Meiqin stopped her, so she continued to kneel in the mourning hall.

Yingdai and Mikoto took the dishes into the kitchen and started washing them together.

Mikoto noticed that Eiyo seemed eager to do the work, probably wanting to show off. So Mikoto quietly cooperated.

As Eiyo washed the dishes, she glanced sideways at Katsuhiko, who was sitting at the table picking his teeth, and said to Mikoto, "I heard from others that Katsuhiko is a male escort."

She didn't lower her voice either, as if she was deliberately speaking to Katsuhiko.

"Yeah?"

Mikoto was taken aback and didn't know how to respond.

Although she didn't know what this "Takenaka-san" who called himself "Uchiha Fugaku" used to do, he definitely couldn't be a male escort.

Inside the restaurant, Katsuhiko's expression remained calm as he picked his teeth and looked over.

Mikoto sensed that Katsuhiko was giving her a hint, wanting her to question Eiyo: Why would you say something so "brainless"? Have you ever seen such a responsible male escort? He's trying to help you!

Mikoto, suppressing a laugh, asked, "Do you think he might be a gigolo?"

Yingdai glanced out of the kitchen again and exclaimed, "That's him!"

Mikoto noticed it too. Although she didn't know why, it was clear that Eiyo didn't dare to talk to Katsuhiko directly, so she used her own name instead.

He immediately asked cooperatively, "How did you figure that out?"

"You...you...you...didn't you say he...he...was really good at having fun...?"

"Uh, that's true." Mikoto covered her face with one hand, peeking at Katsuhiko's face through her fingers.

Katsuhiko remained calm, picking his teeth as he watched, and even crossed his legs.

Mikoto thought for a moment, then leaned close to Eiyo's flushed ear and whispered, "You wouldn't... be thinking about it, would you?"

pat!

"You...you...you...you...don't talk nonsense!" Yingdai dropped the plate in her hand into the sink. She frantically grabbed it and continued, "That's only one aspect. He...he's cheating you out of your money!"

"You tricked me out of my money?" Mikoto asked in surprise.

Katsuhiko, who was in the restaurant, also blinked in surprise.

"Isn't that right?" Eiyo said, her face flushed as she turned to look at Katsuhiko, then turned back and said loudly, "You're just his girlfriend, not his wife. You've mortgaged all your properties. If he loses all your money, you'll have nothing left, and you won't be protected by law..."

Eiyo realizes that Misaka has sacrificed so much, and she can't compare...

"Really? Oh dear," Mikoto said, covering her face shyly, "Then it must be true love..."

"You can't be so obsessed." Yingdai's eyes were somewhat unfocused. "You need to wake up."

Mikoto blinked and said, "But what can we do now that it's already like this?"

"It's not too late, you can break up with him now." Eiyo raised her slender eyebrows and glanced at Mikoto.

"Huh?" Mikoto finally realized that it was directed at me... and immediately asked, "So, what about you? Are you going to break up with him?"

"Me?" Yingdai tilted her head and glanced at the white tiled wall, looking quite nonchalant. She continued, "I don't care. After all, I have nothing. He can't fool me out of anything..."

"I considered you my best friend!" Mikoto exclaimed dramatically, "How could you treat me like this?"

"I'm doing this for your own good, to prevent you from suffering financial losses."

As Eiyo spoke, she seemed both guilty and at ease, glancing at Katsuhiko several times. Her long legs were pressed together, her knees brushing against each other, and she occasionally bit her lip. Her breathing was a little rapid, and her eyes were glistening with tears.

Her long, slender neck was flushed red...

Mikoto squinted at her flushed face and whispered, "It's almost eleven o'clock. I'll stay here with Kotoha-chan tonight. You and your boyfriend can go to my place to rest, okay?"

Whoosh!

Yingdai's body suddenly stiffened, her hands trembled again, and the plate fell into the sink again. She didn't pick it up or say anything, but just kept biting her lower lip and panting heavily.

"So that's what you were worried about," Mikoto nudged Eiyo's arm with her shoulder, covered her mouth and laughed, then tilted her head to Katsuhiko in the restaurant and said, "Mr. Takenaka, Eiyo-chan seems sleepy. Could you take her to my house to rest?"

Once she understood what "survival instinct" meant, she realized her worries were unnecessary... She herself had been working "one day on, one day off" for the past few days, and she couldn't take it anymore. She wanted to control herself, but she couldn't. She was always trying to survive in the moment, and then feeling scared afterwards... She had given too much, the pressure was too great, and she didn't know how to repay him...

Yingdai's head was turned towards a corner of the wall, so only one bright red ear and one side of her reddened neck could be seen.

The tap in the sink in front of her was still running water, almost overflowing the sink. She had her forearms crossed and pressed against her lower abdomen, causing her clothes to rise and fall.

"Are you done talking?" Katsuhiko asked, walking into the kitchen. He shook his head with a regretful look, then continued, "I thought you two were going to fight..."

Mikoto glanced at Eiyo with a smile, then pressed Eiyo's shoulder and pushed her towards the door.

Eiyo staggered, took two steps, and bumped into Katsuhiko.

Katsuhiko also reached out and precisely placed his hands on her shoulders; the skin on her shoulders felt a little warm…

"Let's go!"

Mikoto continued pushing the two of them all the way to the living room.

Qin Ye was still kneeling in front of the mourning hall. Although the three people's footsteps were loud, she seemed not to hear them. She kept her head down and remained motionless, like a wax figure.

Katsuhiko put his arm around the unsteady Eiyo, tilted his head and raised an eyebrow at Mikoto, then gestured to Kotoha and said, "Kotoha-chan, I'm going back to sleep. See you tomorrow."

Sato Hiroji's leg has already been broken, so he probably won't send anyone else.

However, just in case, she connected the home phone line so that Mikoto could call anytime in case of an emergency.

They were also given water mixed with [restoration potion], so there was no need to worry about a night attack; the more they drank, the more energetic they became.

And it's not far away, I can come anytime.

"I understand..." Qinye's voice trembled slightly.

Yingdai's steps trembled slightly, a hint of shame flashed in her eyes, and she trembled but did not utter a sound.

"You guys go ahead, I'll stay with Kotoha-chan."

Mikoto saw the two to the door, then locked it and returned to the room.

The scent of incense wafted through the living room, while Qin Ye remained kneeling alone.

In front of her were white candles flickering with flames, and around her floated black and white ribbons, white flowers, yellow flowers... Her body, dressed in a black kimono, appeared unusually thin.

Mikoto took a bottle of mineral water and sat down next to Kotoha.

Qinye's complexion was alright, but her eyes seemed a bit vacant, with a lot of confusion in them.

She held the platinum ring on her right ring finger with her left hand, rubbing it incessantly with her thumb.

Mikoto rested her chin on her hand, gazing at Kotoha's fair face, and softly asked, "Kotoha-chan, what do you think of Takenaka-san?"

Although it's inappropriate to ask such questions in front of Kenta's funeral hall, Kotoha's actions and reactions just now clearly indicate that she's no longer in the funeral hall.

This must be my husband's charm... It's so annoying... I'm about to get jealous... I don't know how much more jealous I'll get in the future.

Qinye took off the platinum ring and whispered, "It's...it's really nice."

She put it back on after she finished speaking.