My dear wife, I still love you more.

Hiratsuka Shizuka's head fell back onto the table; she was clearly unconscious.

"She really is your teacher? That's wonderful. I was a little worried about what to do. In that case, you should inform her family."

"Hiratsuka-sensei's family? Sorry, I don't know."

"Well, whatever, I'll leave her to you." The izakaya owner was in a hurry to close the shop and handed over Hiratsuka Shizuka's affairs to Hasegawa Kenichi.

"Ugh--"

Chapter 42 This is fake

Regarding Mrs. Yuihama and the ten million yen, well, firstly, Mrs. Yuihama and her husband are not divorced, so it's impossible to distinguish their assets.

Then, the debtor is a triad, and they won't reason with you, so there's nothing you can do. As for calling the police? Given a vague reason, do you think the police would side with a penniless, powerless housewife, or with a wealthy and powerful triad member?

Furthermore, it's important to note that black-clad groups are legal in Japan. This means they are protected by law.

As for loan sharks, if someone lends money to gamble, they have every right to say they didn't know Mrs. Yuihama's husband borrowed money to gamble. They'll just say it's a normal loan and ask you to pay it back. What can you do about it?

Divorce has nothing to do with ten million? That's too naive. This is premarital debt. Can you really get rid of it with a divorce?

Actually, the author encountered this situation in real life. It wasn't really a neighbor, since they lived a bit far away. I heard from my family that there was someone nearby who was playing online gambling with sexy Hassan—no, sexy dealers online—and lost over 300,000 yuan. No, it seems like he lost even more. He had borrowed over 300,000 yuan, and later, with the interest compounding, he needed to repay over 1 million yuan.

It's obvious everyone knows this is illegal, and even his family went to court, but to no avail. All their procedures were legal, and the court ruled that they had to repay over a million yuan in debt. I don't know the specifics, but this really happened to someone I know.

This is how it is in our country. Do you really think this kind of thing won't happen in Japan, where organized crime is legal? You think you can just report it to the police and get a divorce and solve it?

Young men, you're all too naive. Being handsome is one thing, but to think you can have it all? There's no such thing as a free lunch.

Chapter 42: A melodramatic plot twist?

Hiratsuka Shizuka was drunk. Although she didn't explicitly say she was acting out, she was quite unruly, and unsteady on her feet, she was practically hanging on Hasegawa Kenichi. This made it difficult for Hasegawa Kenichi to move. Finally, he simply carried her in a princess carry, which helped him stabilize her body.

Fortunately, after practicing kendo, Kenichi Hasegawa's strength and other abilities improved significantly, making him practically a superhuman among ordinary people. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to lift up Shizuka Hiratsuka, a drunk woman. Despite being a woman, Shizuka Hiratsuka is quite slender.

However, Hiratsuka Shizuka wasn't short, nor was she the type to lack a flat chest. Furthermore, her muscles were quite prominent, easily felt with a gentle touch. Therefore, Hiratsuka Shizuka's weight wasn't exactly light; compared to others of similar build, she weighed roughly 10-20 pounds more.

Another important point to mention is that Hiratsuka Shizuka's figure is quite impressive. Although her two spherical bodies aren't particularly large, they're not small either. They're squeezed onto Hasegawa Kenichi's body, making him feel a little restless.

After all, Kenichi Hasegawa was already an adult before he transmigrated, and now that he's a teenager, especially with the system and the enhancements to his various skills, his body is full of vitality. Some reaction is perfectly normal.

Although he experienced some physical reaction, Hasegawa Kenichi remained rational and knew what he should and shouldn't do. So, aside from using a little force when he carried Hiratsuka Shizuka in his arms to press her against him, he didn't do anything else. Well, he could be considered a gentleman.

Of course, another reason is that although Hiratsuka Shizuka is beautiful, her personality, well, it doesn't quite fit Hasegawa Kenichi's requirements for a spouse. Compared to Hiratsuka Shizuka's carefree and somewhat unkempt personality—which, if you were a man, you could call him a tomboy—Hasegawa Kenichi really didn't like her. He preferred a woman like Mrs. Yuihama to Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Moreover, given Hiratsuka Shizuka's personality, she's absolutely not someone to mess with. If you do, she might be like a stubborn leech, impossible to get rid of. Think about Hiratsuka Shizuka's repeated failed blind dates; she's practically a single woman approaching thirty. While Hiratsuka Shizuka is a woman of principle and theoretically wouldn't make a move on her student, what if the student makes the first move? What if she really gets entangled with him?

Given Hiratsuka Shizuka's personality, her marriages are likely to end in widowhood, with divorce being the only possibility.

No matter how you look at it, a woman like Hiratsuka Shizuka is terrifying.

Therefore, for all the reasons mentioned above, although Hasegawa Kenichi's body was somewhat restless, he remained very rational and would absolutely not do anything he shouldn't. After all, Hiratsuka Shizuka did seem drunk and almost unconscious, but what if? What if she remembered what had happened?

He carried Hiratsuka Shizuka out and saw her sports car. Looking at it, Hasegawa Ken couldn't help but feel a flicker of envy; a sports car worth tens of millions of yen! Now he had to work for a mere ten million yen.

Arriving at the sports car, Hasegawa Kenichi looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka, whose cheeks were flushed, who was drunk and almost unconscious. After a slight hesitation, he reached into Shizuka's pocket.

Kenichi Hasegawa reached into his pocket for his car keys. As expected of a supercar worth tens of millions of yen, the keys felt incredibly smooth and springy, so pleasant to the touch that he couldn't bear to let go.

With immense willpower, Hasegawa Kenichi quickly pulled out his car keys. He couldn't help but smile wryly. Even after traveling for so long, and while he occasionally felt a little impulsive, it was always within normal limits. Why did he feel like he couldn't control himself today? Perhaps it was because there was this beautiful, drunk woman here, someone he could do whatever he wanted with.

At this moment, Kenichi Hasegawa even complained a little about why he had been transported to such a normal world instead of a **world. If it were that kind of world—stop, stop, I can't think about this anymore.

He opened the car door, shoved Hiratsuka Shizuka into the passenger seat, and pulled out the seatbelt, which landed between Hiratsuka Shizuka's two spherical breasts. Hasegawa Kenichi breathed a sigh of relief, got into the driver's seat, and started the car.

It has to be said, the feeling of riding in a sports car is truly unique. Of course, in terms of comfort, a sports car isn't necessarily more comfortable than other cars, since sports cars are primarily focused on speed, so some sacrifices are inevitable in other aspects. But the feeling is just different. Especially the sound of the engine starting up, which is exhilarating.

"I never expected that my first time driving a sports car would be like this." Kenichi Hasegawa took a deep breath, his spirits lifted.

"Hiratsuka-sensei, Hiratsuka-sensei, where do you live?" He nudged Hiratsuka Shizuka a few times, but received no response. Hasegawa Kenichi couldn't help but shake his head.

"So, now, should we take Hiratsuka-sensei to a hotel? Or to our own home? Forget it, let's save some money." Hasegawa Kenichi shook his head, then gave a wry smile: "Why does this plot suddenly feel a bit melodramatic?"

Scratching his head, Kenichi Hasegawa stopped thinking about the problem and stepped on the gas.

As for issues like driver's licenses, those are not currently on Hasegawa Kenichi's radar.

While the car was driving, a cell phone suddenly rang. The ringtone was unfamiliar; it wasn't Hasegawa Kenichi's. Hasegawa Kenichi paused for a moment, then realized the ringtone was coming from Hiratsuka Shizuka.

But he's driving right now, and most importantly, the phone seems to be in Hiratsuka Shizuka's pocket. It's hard to get.

Hearing the phone ring incessantly, and calling Hiratsuka Shizuka's name several times without response, Hasegawa Kenichi considered whether to find a place to park and retrieve Hiratsuka Shizuka's phone. Fortunately, the ringing stopped, and Hasegawa Kenichi didn't stop the car.

The sports car sped along, arriving at Hasegawa Kenichi's residence in no time. Looking at the still unconscious, drunk Hiratsuka Shizuka, Hasegawa Kenichi couldn't help but want to laugh again. He himself felt his emotions were somewhat inexplicable.

However, Hasegawa Kenichi's smile vanished immediately. Hiratsuka Shizuka suddenly vomited.

A pungent odor filled the entire sports car. Hasegawa Kenichi's face darkened slightly. Hiratsuka Shizuka, who had previously looked quite pretty, now appeared extremely disheveled, and with the vomit on her body, any semblance of arousal had completely vanished.

Chapter 43 Caught in the act?

To be honest, Hiratsuka Shizuka was quite disgusting when she was covered in vomit. But after I took off her vomit-covered coat, I actually felt a little tempted.

However, Kenichi Hasegawa was quite restrained. He simply tossed Shizuka Hiratsuka onto the bed, covered her with the blanket, turned around and left. He didn't look at her again after that. Well, he was mainly worried about her being impulsive in her youth.

In addition, Hiratsuka Shizuka's clothes, and the fact that he brought Hiratsuka Shizuka to the room, inevitably meant that he himself would get some of their clothes on. So Hasegawa Kenichi simply threw the clothes they had changed out of into the washing machine, then took a good shower to wash away the smell. After that, Hasegawa Kenichi soaked in the shower for half an hour before coming out of the bathroom.

To be honest, knowing that there's a woman in your bed whom you can do whatever you want with, and that she's quite pretty, inevitably makes you have all sorts of weird thoughts.

However, it was just an idea. In the end, he found a blanket and rested directly on the tatami mat.

I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Perhaps because he went to bed late last night, Kenichi Hasegawa didn't get up as early as usual. Instead, the doorbell woke him up.

Hearing the doorbell ring, Kenichi Hasegawa frowned, his mind still a little foggy. Struggling to get up from the tatami mat, he didn't think much of it and went straight to the door to open it.

The door opened, and a gust of wind blew in from outside, slightly clearing Hasegawa Kenichi's muddled mind.

"ah!"

A gasp startled Kenichi Hasegawa, who then realized that the person standing at his doorstep was none other than Mrs. Yuihama.

Mrs. Yuihama covered her face with her hands and lowered her head, as if she had seen something she shouldn't have.

Kenichi Hasegawa then realized that he had only been wearing boxer shorts when he opened the door. He was bound to feel embarrassed if Mrs. Yuihama saw him like that.

"Uh, sorry, sorry. I just woke up, please wait a moment." Hasegawa Kenichi turned around to go back and get dressed.

"Who is it?" At that moment, a sleepy and languid voice came from the room.

Kenichi Hasegawa was startled. Mrs. Yuihama stared wide-eyed at Kenichi Hasegawa and the room behind him, her face filled with disbelief.

"Um, Mrs. Yuihama, please don't misunderstand. It's not what you think." Hasegawa Kenichi was a little flustered. If it were anyone else, Hasegawa Kenichi might not have been so nervous, but being discovered by Mrs. Yuihama made Hasegawa Kenichi feel like he had been caught in the act of adultery.

"Um, sorry, I disturbed you." Mrs. Yuihama blushed and turned to run away. Her mind was a bit confused, and she didn't know what to do. In that case, she might as well run away first.

When Kenichi Hasegawa saw Mrs. Yuihama turn to run away, he instinctively grabbed her wrist and said, "Mrs. Yuihama, please let me explain."

"Seriously, who is it? When will this end? Can't a person get any sleep?! You bastard!" Hiratsuka Shizuka's voice came from the room again, with a hint of anger in it, as if she had just woken up and was grumpy.

Hiratsuka Shizuka was still half-asleep when she got out of bed, as if she wanted to teach a lesson to whoever had disturbed her sleep. However, after taking a few steps, she realized something was wrong. The layout of this room seemed different from the rooms in her house.

At the door, Kenichi Hasegawa and Mrs. Yuihama turned around and looked at Shizuka Hiratsuka, who was only wearing black underwear, and in a rather fashionable way. Tsk tsk tsk, she always wore long pants and a white coat before, as if she didn't show anything. I didn't expect her to be dressed so sexy underneath.

Moreover, she has long, fair legs, a slim waist, well-defined abs, what appears to be six-pack abs, and a chest that, while not very large, is still quite sizable.

Her long, straight black hair was a little messy, and although her face was pretty, her brows were furrowed, probably due to a hangover, and she looked displeased.

Mrs. Yuihama quickly covered her mouth to avoid making a sound. She hadn't expected Hasegawa Kenichi to be attracted to older women. She had assumed he would choose a woman his own age. However, it wasn't surprising; she certainly possessed a unique charm compared to women her own age.

Hiratsuka Shizuka rubbed her head, looking at the layout that was completely different from her own home, and couldn't help but blink. What was going on? She remembered that after another failed blind date, she went to a random izakaya to drink, and then she seemed to get drunk, and after that she couldn't remember anything.

So, she was taken advantage of while drunk? Someone finally discovered her allure as a woman? And so, after she got drunk, they couldn't resist making a move on her?

Hiratsuka Shizuka's feelings were quite complicated. She was a little smug—look, I'm still pretty! There are still people who covet my beauty. At the same time, she was worried. What if the person who picked her up was ugly? What if he was married? What if he was a bad guy who filmed her last night? If he filmed her, he would use the video to blackmail her, forcing her to do all sorts of things, forcing her into 365 different positions.

Suddenly, all sorts of doujinshi plots popped into Hiratsuka Shizuka's mind.

"Hmph, whoever it is. If they think they have something on me to threaten me, they're wrong. I'm Hiratsuka Shizuka!!!" Hiratsuka Shizuka roared inwardly, looking up. She saw two faces, one familiar, the other somewhat unfamiliar, but she felt like she'd seen it before.

"H-Hasegawa?" Hiratsuka Shizuka stared wide-eyed at Hasegawa Kenichi, who was only wearing boxer shorts. Her expression shifted from shock to indignation, and then a hint of smug satisfaction: "You, you, how could you, how could you do this to your teacher?! I'm your teacher!!!"

"Huh?" Kenichi Hasegawa looked completely bewildered.

"Oh my! It's...it's...it's a teacher? This...this is too...too...too—" Mrs. Yuihama was so shocked that she didn't even know what to say. A teacher and student...it was just too exciting. Just thinking about that scenario made Mrs. Yuihama blush.

"Hasegawa, I know. I know that high school students your age often have strange thoughts when they see pretty girls. I'm very pretty and charming, so it's normal for you to have some special feelings for me. But even so, you can't do this. I'm your teacher! There's a huge difference in our status." Hiratsuka Shizuka said earnestly, feeling a mix of secret joy and regret: Sigh, my first time was lost so unclearly. And if Hasegawa-kun were a little more handsome, that would have been better.

Chapter 44 The Angry Hiratsuka Shizuka

The three sat around a table on the tatami mat. Hasegawa Kenichi was already dressed, looking quite serious. Hiratsuka Shizuka sat opposite Hasegawa Kenichi, also dressed, though the clothes belonged to Hasegawa Kenichi. The pants were fine, but the top was a bit too tight. It wasn't that Hiratsuka Shizuka was fat, but rather that her bust was quite large, making the clothes look strained.

As for Mrs. Yuihama, her eyes held a strange look, glancing at this person one moment and that person the next. It felt very odd.

Seeing Hiratsuka Shizuka staring intently at him with such a furious expression, Hasegawa Kenichi felt a little uneasy.

"...So, you just took off my clothes, threw me on the bed, and didn't touch me again?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked in a sinister tone.

"Yes, Professor Hiratsuka, I swear, everything I said is true. If I'm lying, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death." Hasegawa Kenichi glanced at Mrs. Yuihama, who looked on with curiosity, and quickly pointed to the sky to swear.

Hiratsuka Shizuka gritted her teeth, making a grinding sound, her fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles cracked, sending chills down one's spine.

“Hiratsuka-sensei, I’m telling the truth,” Hasegawa Kenichi said again.

"So, I just lay there, all naked, completely still, allowing you to do whatever you wanted, and you didn't even touch me?" Hiratsuka Shizuka's voice grew increasingly sinister and terrifying.

"Gulp—" For some reason, Kenichi Hasegawa felt a little scared, but he quickly nodded: "That's right, Hiratsuka-sensei, I really didn't touch you. You should be able to feel it, right? Did your body change?"

"Of course, of course I can feel it, hehe, hehehe." Hiratsuka Shizuka chuckled, but her expression became increasingly terrifying.

"Hiratsuka-sensei, are you... are you alright?" Hasegawa Kenichi couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing? Heh, you bastard! I'm a beauty, you know. A beautiful woman is right in front of you, someone you can do whatever you want with, and you haven't even touched a hair on my head. Are you trying to humiliate me? Are you trying to tell me I have no womanly charm whatsoever? You bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka suddenly erupted, grabbing Hasegawa Kenichi by the collar and pulling him close to her face, roaring and howling loudly.

"Huh?" Hasegawa Kenichi was completely bewildered. He never expected Hiratsuka Shizuka to react this way. This is strange. If it were a normal woman, her first concern in this situation would be whether she had been violated. Why did Hiratsuka Shizuka react like this instead?

"You bastard! I'm all naked, and you didn't even glance at me? Are you even a man? You bastard, just get on me! You bastard!" Hiratsuka Shizuka's voice grew louder and louder.