Even Sinnoh champions have to work hard.

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"What's wrong with her?" Watari asked, looking at Rie Kugimiya who had run away, lost in thought.

"I don't know either!" Kazama Shiro was also puzzled as to why Rie suddenly ran out like a madwoman.

"You don't even know your own wife?"

"Well, Rie can be a bit inexplicable sometimes, but I just love how cute she is, hehe."

Du slammed the door and left. They couldn't talk to each other at all. It was a mistake for him to chat with this guy who hadn't gotten a girlfriend!

With a righteous and somewhat unwilling expression, Lance boarded his Dragonite and headed towards Blacksmith City. Sephiroth, who had temporarily given up watching the excitement, also returned to the company, leaving only Cynthia, Rie Kugimiya, and Shirai Kazama at home.

On the surface, it seemed like there was nothing wrong with Cynthia staying here, but Kazama Shirasumi always sensed something unusual about it.

Something's not right. This scene looks really weird. Before, with Sephiroth and Wataru around, Kazama Shirasumi hadn't noticed this problem. Now that I think about it, this scene is a bit off.

In the center of the Kazama family's living room is a coffee table, surrounded by a long, large sofa and smaller sofas on the sides of the coffee table.

Kazama Shiramo sat in the middle of the large sofa, watching the Pokémon idol anime playing opposite him. His mind was filled with many thoughts. Why did things turn out this way?

Cynthia sat on the sofa next to the coffee table, looking somewhat forlorn. Her whole being was enveloped in a gray and white, line-drawing style, as if she had lost all hope of living.

Rie Kugimiya, sitting opposite her, was squatting on the sofa, her legs covering her slightly developing bud, her hands constantly wiping away tears.

Kazama Shiramo could understand why Cynthia sat a little further away from him. After all, he was already married, and it was better for her to keep her distance, adhering to the principle of men and women not touching each other.

After all, Cynthia doesn't have any feelings for him that go beyond friendship, so it's normal for her to keep her distance.

But what's wrong with Rie? She's my wife, why is she so far away? And why is she crying?

Damn, this is so awkward. If Sephiroth and the others were still here, things would be much better. I feel like the atmosphere wouldn't be so awkward if they were still here.

What the hell am I doing? What should I do? Should I just go over there, hug my wife, and give her a kiss to comfort her?

If Cynthia weren't here, this maneuver would be quite impressive, but with Cynthia here, Kazama Shiramo feels that this maneuver is bound to have a bad ending no matter how you look at it.

What the hell am I going to do?

"The lightning that dances at your fingertips is my unwavering faith—Go, Pikachu!"

"Cherry blossoms cover the ground and gather in my heart, butterflies dance and flutter, my wishes follow—go, cherry blossom fish, hunt swallowtail butterflies!"

"A future without a future is not the future I want—Alakazam uses the ability to foresee the future!"

Wow, this is so incredibly embarrassing! Kazama Shiramo felt like he had a mouthful of exploding pesticide in his throat and wanted to vomit but couldn't. It was so incredibly awkward! What kind of anime is this? How can these people say such things without any sense of shame?!

No, this is so awkward, I can't take it anymore! Whether it's the weird anime "My Pokémon Idol" on TV or the strange and awkward atmosphere between the three of them, Kazama Shiramo has the urge to escape from here.

Mr. Sa, I want to go to work!

"Rie," Kazama Shiramo glanced at her somewhat embarrassedly, "I think I should go to the company; it's about time I started working."

"No!" Rie Kugimiya's scream startled even Shiramo Kazama.

What happened? Where did Rie, the kind of virtuous wife and loving mother who would happily see me off at the door and then tiptoe to kiss me on the cheek and wish me a safe journey, go?

The little girl in front of me, still wiping away tears and looking at me angrily, looks more like an elementary school student.

and many more……

Kazama Shiromoto thought of a terrifying possibility. Looking at his young wife who was still wiping away tears, he felt a sense of interrogation in his eyes.

No, no way...

A bead of cold sweat appeared on Kazama Shiramo's forehead.

Rie, whose personality had suddenly changed, was still wiping away tears in the living room. Considering her sudden anger when she saw him leave earlier, could it be that Rie had already discovered something?

Rie Kugimiya looked at her husband, who seemed hesitant to speak, with a guilty expression. He rarely showed such panic in front of her. So, it really was like this.

What to do, what to do? Kazama Shiromo was now as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, his eyes darting around on the edge of taboo.

What to do? What to do? Rie Kugimiya looked at her guilty husband with great difficulty. The thrill of discovering that her husband was bisexual made her eyes wander.

Kazama Shiramo: It seems she's discovered that I'm being played by other women.

Rie Kugimiya: It seems he really was being played by men outside.

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Chapter 81 Sleeping in the Same Bed, Dreaming Different Dreams

The two, each with their own thoughts, fell silent.

Rie Kugimiya found it hard to accept this fact, especially since Cynthia was still around, making it impossible to have a proper conversation with her.

Kazama Shiramo felt even more guilty. Regardless of the objective factors, the fact that he had cheated on his wife while on a business trip was undeniable. No matter what clues Rie discovered, he seemed to have nothing to say.

The two, each with their own ulterior motives, should have started their interrogation and dialogue right now, but they were caught in a strange balance because Cynthia was still there.

And so evening came.

The moonlight is so beautiful.

Kazama Shiramo had seen such a bright moon on countless nights, but never before had he felt so cowardly.

The ideal of having mistresses outside while keeping the wife at home is something many men dream of. However, most people can't even achieve that. In fact, to live a good life, the wife often has to have some mistresses.

Outside, colorful flags fluttered high, but inside, the red flag seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Rie Kugimiya looked at Shiroi Kazama, who had changed into his pajamas and was sitting by the window with unease. He was very alluring. Her husband always carried an aura that could arouse a woman's desire, especially on ordinary nights.

At this point, Kazama Shiro should have come up and started taking off her clothes, and then after she pretended to be reserved for a little while, she would happily go to bed with her husband.

But tonight, it seemed as if a strange line separated the two of them.

Rie Kugimiya once saw a joke about a woman who divorced her husband because he farted. Someone asked her why she divorced him over a fart. The woman casually replied, "Because a condom popped out of his fart."

There was a time when Rie Kugimiya genuinely took this joke as a joke. Regardless of its veracity, even if her own husband were a two-way plug, as a casual fujoshi, Rie Kugimiya felt she could laugh it off.

After all, some nights when Kazama Shiromo held him in his arms and fucked him hard, he also fantasized about whether his submissive husband would be fucked hard by his silver-haired domineering CEO at the company.

However, when the reality actually became possible, Rie Kugimiya found herself feeling nothing but "mmp" (a vulgar expression of frustration). The phrase "Lord Ye's love of dragons" perfectly describes this situation.

In fact, most female fans of BL (Boys' Love) can be described as "professing love for dragons but fearing its consequences." After all, who would really want their husband to be a gay man who dares to sleep with other men? If they really found out that the man they shared a bed with had been penetrated by other men, they would probably have a mental breakdown.

“Rie…” Kazama Shiramo sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his wife in her pink nightgown. Rie was as lovely as ever tonight.

She played with the ends of her hair, her little face showing an adorable, hesitant expression. If it were any other day, he would have rushed over and eagerly picked up his lovely little wife.

With the mindset that "making a fortune in three years is worth even a death sentence," Rie happily conceived a child.

However, Kazama Shiromo is not in the mood right now, both psychologically and physically. On one hand, he is tormented by the possibility that his affair has been discovered, and on the other hand, he is physically exhausted after being drained by Ho-Oh and Erika.

What to do? Kazama Shiramo is now facing the same problem every office worker faces after returning from a business trip: his lovely wife is sitting on the other side of the bed, but he has no energy to get intimate with her. It's truly a sad story.

"Rie." Kazama Shiramo moved over and gently took Rie Kugimiya's hand. "How about we go to sleep?"

With a heavy heart, Rie Kugimiya looked up at her husband's handsome face, struggled internally, bit her lip, and nodded: "Okay, let's go to sleep."

They embraced but did not fall asleep.

The two slept in the same position as they did after their lovemaking in bed. However, unlike their usual sweet embrace, their feelings for each other today were not simply mutual; there was something else in their hearts.

The two people with their eyes closed were no longer as close as before. They each had their own worries and indescribable sadness. Although they were lying in the same bed, their hearts could no longer be as close as before.

Night had fallen, but Kazama Shiramo, with his eyes tightly shut, was unable to fall asleep. The moonlight shone on his handsome face, yet a strange sadness flickered in his heart, and he felt a chill in his chest…

He looked down and realized it really was a bit chilly.

Rie, with her eyes tightly closed, was crying. She kept crying, her little hand clutching his pajamas trembling slightly, tears streaming down her cute little face and wetting Kazama Shiramo's chest.

Rie cried.

A hint of confusion flashed in Kazama Shiramo's eyes. From the moment they got married, he had vowed to take good care of this girl and not let her suffer the slightest grievance, and to love her for the rest of his life.

But what about now? A look of confusion flashed in Kazama Shiromo's eyes. They had only been married for less than a year, and he had already made his lovely little wife shed tears. At this moment, she was like a wounded little rabbit, nestled in his arms, crying all by herself.

How long has it been since I last saw Rie cry? I remember her smug look as she bit her lip with her little tiger teeth; I remember her happy way of hugging me; I remember her virtuous way of greeting me at the door when I came home; I remember her adorable way of cooking while sitting on a stool; I remember her alluring way of making love to me in bed…

But I can't quite remember what she looked like when she was sad. Has Rie never been sad? Could she be sad? Or is it that I've never remembered her looking sad?

My heart only ached for a moment...

He was in pain and hugged the petite woman tightly in his arms.

"I'm sorry, I ......" Kazama Shiromo kept muttering "I'm sorry," as if he had no other words to express his feelings at that moment.

Rie, who had been pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed, could no longer keep up the act. Tears streamed down her face as she opened her eyes and looked into her husband's eyes, which were filled with guilt and confusion, under the moonlight.

"I don't know, I don't want to know, I don't want to see you like that." Rie Kugimiya gripped Kazama Shiramo's clothes tightly with both hands, her heart filled with a thousand words she didn't know how to express. The shocking truth made it difficult for her to face her husband's eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Kazama Shiramo, only able to utter apologies, hugged Rie's petite body tightly. Their bodies pressed close together, unaware that they were sharing different dreams...

Chapter 82 The love of the victim can also make people turn back

Their eyes met in the moonlight.

Their eyes met deeply, and the unbreakable bond forged by a year of marriage proved to be strong.

Looking at her husband's handsome face and the spring-like joy in his eyes, Rie Kugimiya seemed to understand why those slutty, vain men and women would all be eyeing her lovely husband.

Looking at his wife's cute little face and the moonlit sadness in her eyes, Kazama Shiromo felt endless regret and helplessness. His young wife was so adorable, yet he still cheated on her with someone else!

That's absolutely outrageous!

A surge of resentment welled up in both of them at the same time, along with sorrowful cries and deep-seated guilt. Their long, intense gaze seemed to last forever.

"I'm sorry, Rie, I..." Kazama Shiro wanted to tell her everything, no matter what the outcome was, no matter if Rie would forgive him or not, he wanted to tell her everything, everything without hiding anything.

However, Rie Kugimiya covered his lips with her trembling little hand, tears still streaming from the corners of her eyes, and forced a smile: "Don't say anything, I know everything."

Kazama Shiromo trembled, his eyes filled with bitterness. So he couldn't hide it from her after all? His wife knew him so well, as if she had everything under control regarding his unusual behavior. It was hard to accept.

"You know everything?" With endless pain and torment, Kazama Shiromo's hands trembled, and there was some loneliness and sorrow in his eyes—the situation was beyond saving.

"I have a rough idea." Rie Kugimiya gently held Shiromi Kazama's trembling hand. She could understand her husband's pain and fear, after all...

"Then why don't you scold me?" Despair flashed in Kazama Shiromo's eyes. To be honest, he wished his wife, who was in front of him with tears in her eyes, would slap him hard. That might lessen his inner pain. After all, physical pain might lessen the guilt in his heart.

“I know you didn’t mean it.” Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Rie Kugimiya cupped Shiramo Kazama’s small face in her hands and looked sincerely into her eyes: “No boy is born liking that kind of thing. My dear, you must have a past that is hard to tell or a hard-to-explain sorrow.”