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"Is there anything else?" Butler Kurata showed no impatience, calmly waiting for Kazuya Mitsuya to continue. "Please speak directly."

"I just want to ask if you can help me check the surveillance footage from the 14th-floor corridor today."

"? This..." Butler Kurata bowed apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, but without a proper reason, I'm afraid we can't access the surveillance footage. After all, this involves some personal privacy."

"...Okay." Guang Gu He also wore a helpless expression. "Anyway, it's nothing serious... I'll be going then, thanks..."

He got up to leave, but just as he was about to walk out the door, he suddenly turned back and stood in front of Butler Kurata again, looking as if he couldn't let go.

"Um... could you please show me the security footage? I just heard some unsettling noises in room 1407, like a woman moaning softly, and then a rather unpleasant-looking man appeared. So, I'm worried that something might be wrong."

Kazuya Mitsuya's words startled the butler, Kurata. This was a high-end apartment, and he couldn't be held responsible if anything went wrong.

Moreover, and most importantly, in his memory, Lady 1407 had never brought a man into this building, so how could there be a man in the room?

"No way..." he muttered, and quickly led Kazuya Mitsuya toward the monitoring room.

The two security guards in the monitoring room were chatting when they saw Butler Kurata suddenly enter, and they quickly stood up.

One of them asked, "What's wrong? Is it urgent?"

"Did you notice the problem on the 14th floor today?" Butler Kurata asked anxiously.

"Nothing's wrong," the two replied in unison. "Everything's normal."

"Hmm... Did you see a strange man in the surveillance footage on the 14th floor? He was very fat, the kind who had difficulty walking," Guanggu He interjected.

“Oh, that fat guy.” The older security guard suddenly realized, “I’ve seen him before. His appearance was so memorable that I still remember him.”

"But that person seems to be a relative of the resident in apartment 1407. The two seem to know each other."

"Could you show me the surveillance footage?" Kazuya Mitsuya asked, seizing the opportunity.

“No problem, no problem, but…” The security guard glanced at Butler Kurata.

Butler Kurata hesitated slightly. He looked at Kazuya Mitsuya, thought for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement: "Let's watch it together."

"Then please follow me." The older security guard led the two into the monitoring room and quickly retrieved the morning's surveillance footage on the computer.

In the not-so-clear image, a fat man, who looked like a mountain of flesh, was walking unsteadily in the corridor on the 14th floor. He paused briefly in front of the doors of 1405 and 1406, and then rang the doorbell.

After waiting for a while and seeing that no one answered, he walked to room 1407, cursing, and rang the doorbell again.

The young woman, who was a high-ranking executive, opened the door to apartment 1407 without any warning.

After the two exchanged a few words, the resident of 1407 welcomed the fat man into the room.

"That's it." The older security guard paused the playback of the surveillance footage and spread his hands: "Apart from this scene, there is no image of that fat man on the 14th floor in any of the other surveillance footage."

Butler Kurata breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the fat man wasn't a criminal, he didn't care what the relationship was between the fat man and the woman in 1407.

Thinking of this, he even had the energy to look at Guang Gu He Ye, who was staring intently at the screen, and wonder what the relationship was between this man and the female resident of 1407.

Was he NTX (a derogatory term for someone who is secretly in love with another woman)? Or is he secretly in love with someone else

"Could you rewind the video a little bit, specifically to the part where the fat man is talking to the resident of apartment 1407?"

Kazuya Mitsuya made the request again.

Older security guards are perfectly acceptable.

The screen flips and stops at a brief conversation between two people.

Upon closer inspection of the screen, Guanggu He's eyes lit up.

"Could you zoom in on what this fat man is holding? It's the thing he's holding in his hand that's hanging down."

The older security guard zoomed in on the image upon hearing his command.

Then you can see that the fat man, who looks like a pig, is holding a strange piece of paper in his hand, which looks like some kind of coupon.

There was also a line of small, somewhat unclear writing written on it, which was barely legible.

[Countermeasures against declining birthrate: Nationwide free vouchers for XX]

......

"Sister, save me..."

The sudden, tearful voice made Yukino's heart sink.

She forced herself to calm down using the composure she had learned in her family and life, her voice deep and muffled: "Yukino, what is it? Where are you?"

"Right where I live, there was a really strange person loitering near my door just now, and I'm a little scared..."

Yukino recounted everything that had just happened.

As she spoke, she seemed to shrink several years in an instant. Her weak voice almost made Yukino think she had returned to the old days—when Yukino relied on her in this way and acted coquettishly towards her.

When exactly did their relationship become so bad?

She shook her head slightly and calmly instructed, "Don't go out. Keep the door closed. At most, the police from your residential area and our Snow City team will arrive at your location within an hour."

"Calm down. You are someone who is to be independent of the Yukino family. Don't be scared by such a small thing."

.....

Her sister's comforting words calmed Yukino down a little.

After hanging up the phone, she slammed the door shut and locked it again before returning to her bedroom, feeling slightly more at ease.

She never imagined that she would encounter such a terrifying person in less than a month of living alone.

The fat man's disgusting gaze felt like slippery tentacles sweeping over her entire body.

She almost threw up after being stared at for less than two seconds.

The primal fear of meeting someone, along with the feeling of being targeted by a natural enemy, as if you were about to be devoured alive at any moment, came rushing in at once.

Even now, the thought of it makes her want to vomit.

This was definitely unusual, but she had no idea what the problem was.

"Sister...come quickly!"

Muttering softly, Yukinoshita hugged her shoulders, lay down on the bed, and gradually closed her eyes.

Before long, she fell into a deep sleep as the tension subsided.

.......

[Countermeasures against declining birthrate: Nationwide free vouchers for XX]

These words immediately evoked memories for Kazuya Mitsutani. Long, long before he traveled through time, he had used this series of color comics many times.

The thrilling plot, beautiful art style, and intense, irresistible visuals make it hard to put down.

These things can get countless people excited in comics, but if they were actually depicted in the real world, they would only evoke fear.

Kazuya Mitsuya narrowed his eyes, glanced at the two people around him, and whispered tentatively, "This thing feels a bit strange."

"Hmm?" Butler Kurata breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up, and said with a smile, "It's probably some kind of prank lottery ticket. It seems to be quite popular among young people these days. Mr. Mitsutani, you don't actually think that thing can be used, do you?"

"Indeed, hahaha, just kidding."

Kazuya Mitsuya laughed to cover up his gloomy mood. He bowed slightly to the butler and security personnel, saying, "Thank you both. Since the resident of 1407 is not in danger, I will not disturb you any longer."

After saying that, he ignored the expressions of the two people behind him and quickly strode out of the monitoring room.

Three minutes later, he stood in front of the elevator with a gloomy expression, holding a marker he had just bought from a nearby convenience store, waiting for the elevator to descend.

I knew in my heart that things were starting to turn sour.

.......

"Hachi~~~ Hatchi~~~"

Gasping for breath, Kosuke Iwade squinted his already small eyes and hesitated in front of the elevator doors on the 14th floor.

His fat jiggled incessantly with his movements, as if afraid.

The spot where he is standing is one of the blind spots of the surveillance, which is why he can stand there so calmly and wait.

To be honest, it had been a long time since he had been so amazed by a woman since he obtained that "Countermeasures Against Low Birthrate, Free Use Voucher for XX Nationwide" at some point.

His body was telling him that he wanted that JK from before, whether it was her charming expression, her delicate features, her long, black hair, or her long, slender legs.

They were constantly stimulating his desires.

He wanted her, so much so that he forgot his own safety. Because that girl was so beautiful, so captivating.

If it weren't for the waves of violent desire to destroy that girl washing over him, he probably would have thought he had fallen into a pointless love affair.

"Little cutie, little cutie..." Kosuke Iwade murmured incessantly, as if chanting, while his body trembled and he moved his torso, which resembled a mountain of flesh.

"Come out, come out. My little cutie, my little cutie..." His voice began to sound impatient.

I deliberately left the door of the girl's room, number 1406, so as not to upset her.

Now that it's mealtime, if you don't want to cook at home, you have to leave home and go down the elevator to buy food.

Therefore, as long as that girl goes out, he can control everything.

But strangely, no matter how long he waited, he couldn't see the girl anywhere.

Is she not eating? Or is she so wary of him that she doesn't want to leave the room?

"Hehe~~!"

Kosuke Iwade laughed maniacally, like a fool, muttering something only he could hear: "Since she refuses to come out, then I have no choice but to go in. Yes, go in. I'm the chosen one in this world. Can a mere door really stop me?"

"Hehe~~!" A smile reappeared on his terrifyingly fat face: "Yes, yes. Hurry up, I don't want to waste a single second. First, I'll..."

He stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking.

With a creak, the elevator doors on the 14th floor in front of him slowly opened.

Kazuya Mitsuya, holding a ballpoint pen and a notebook, saw the chubby guy standing at the elevator entrance.

He feigned surprise, took out his notebook, quickly flipped to a page, and after a few seconds said with a smile, "The resident of 1407? Are you going downstairs?"

"Hmm..." Kosuke Iwade squinted and shook his head slightly.

His gaze had just fallen upon the contents of the man's notebook.

Aside from some incomprehensible symbols, it's just his simple line drawing, along with some small annotations.

Is this person a detective? Why is he taking such meticulous notes about a neighbor he's just met?