Tokyo Self-Defense Forces

'Do you have someone to chat with?'

'Or will it be posted on those unethical platforms?'

'Impossible!'

"Chili will not betray me, at least not now."

"So, I guess I just kept it for myself."

The more he guessed, the sadder he felt. Miyazawa Masataka only hated himself for being disabled and that bastard Hoshino Makoto for ruining his lower body. He had no intention of blaming his wife.

He couldn't possibly deprive Qianli of her right to comfort herself.

That would be so selfish.

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Happy times are always short-lived.

It was a great day, and it ended when I received the call that we could prepare to move the office.

The breeze blew in through the window, blowing up the beautiful young woman's black hair. There was still a blush on her delicate and pretty face, and the confusion in her eyes made it seem like the man's sense of déjà vu that life was boring afterwards.

"Why, that's all?" Xingye Zhen laughed and said, "I remember your attitude at the beginning, you were determined not to stop until you beat me to pieces."

From the time I started work in the morning to now when it’s almost time to get off work.

I haven't even eaten.

Just give Sayuri Sato a little halftime break after each interval.

The rest of the time, I was frantically researching family planning.

The results are clear.

Hoshino is as good as ever.

Sayuri Sato experienced floods and then droughts.

By this time, I've become numb.

"Section Chief Hoshino...I...Ah~!"

Pursing her lips, Sato Sayuri wanted to refute, but the facts before her made her powerless.

as a woman.

She believed that women would not lose to men, but her confidence and pride had been completely shattered by Hoshino Shin.

It turns out that it’s not that men don’t believe it.

But her husband is so bad.

Thinking of this, Sayuri Sato inexplicably accumulated some resentment towards her husband. If it weren't for the bad things her husband had done to her in the past, she wouldn't have misjudged her opponent today.

Not only did he kneel on the ground for more than two hours.

I also lay on the desk for more than two hours.

Then he leaned on the sofa, carpet, and chair in the office, using every possible place for support.

During this time, Section Chief Hoshino seemed to have been in contact with someone, but Sato Sayuri could no longer remember.

Because her mind was blank because of Hoshino Shin, it was only now that she came to her senses after resting for a long time.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Seeing her dull expression that was a step behind the law, Xingye Zhen stopped teasing her, waved his hand, and said mercifully:

"You can leave work early today. Remember not to fall when you walk, and make sure the swelling goes down when you get home. Japanese men are very chauvinistic nowadays. You'll be in trouble if your husband finds out."

nonsense!

Sayuri Sato rolled her eyes at Shin Hoshino. Although her husband was a little patriarchal, he was not as violent as other men towards their wives.

She felt that the one who should be careful about was Hoshino Makoto.

If I continue to play with Hoshino at such a high intensity in the future, I will die of kidney deficiency sooner or later.

At this moment, Sayuri Sato missed her sister-in-law Miyazawa Chiri very much. If her sister-in-law were still alive, at least there would be someone to share the pressure with.

'or....'

"I'll go and persuade Qianli to come back to work soon."

Just as Sayuri Sato was daydreaming, Hoshino Makoto spoke again.

"Why aren't you talking? Are you still confused?"

"No, no." Sayuri Sato shook her head: "Excuse me, is there anything else I can do for you?"

"It's not really an order." Hoshino Shin crossed his legs and said, "I just want to tell you to remember to come to work early tomorrow. I'm going to take you on a business trip to meet someone."

The meaning of chasing people away is quite obvious.

"Okay, I'll come as early as possible tomorrow."

Sayuri Sato is not a woman who doesn't understand what is said, so she naturally won't shamelessly stay in Hoshino Makoto's office anymore.

Even though she was extremely tired, she still forced herself to stand up on her tired legs, took off her torn stockings and threw them into the trash can.

Then he staggered out of the office.

Hoshino Makoto looked at her twisting peach and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"All is ready except for the opportunity."

"It's time to completely resolve this family's affairs. If we delay any further, it will be meaningless."

Sato Shio owes Hoshino Makoto attribute points, it's time to reclaim them.

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"Husband, why are you here?"

Sayuri Sato walked down the company building, looked at the vehicles parked on the side of the road, and walked up to ask with some panic.

"I was afraid that you would be too tired from squeezing into the bus, so as soon as I was free, I rushed over to pick you up after get off work."

In fact, he was worried that someone would hit on his wife.

But of course Sato Shio would never say such things in front of his wife.

But when his eyes swept over Sayuri Sato's clothes and body, he couldn't help but show his inner thoughts on his face.

"Sayuri...you..."

There is nothing better than a wife who knows her husband.

Seeing that her husband's face was not right, Sayuri Sato, who had been like a fool in front of Hoshino Makoto, immediately reacted and subconsciously made up a lie to interrupt her husband's questioning.

"It was my first day at work today. I had a lot to learn and the work was very, very busy, so I sweated a lot. When I was delivering a document to the section chief, I accidentally fell in the hallway and bruised my knee. My stockings were also stained with blood and had to be thrown away."

As they got into the car and talked, Sato Sayuri actually started to cry.

Reaching out to touch her swollen knee, she complained to her husband aggrievedly:

"I'm so sad. I'm tired and sore today. Not only did I not make any money, I even lost a pair of stockings."

Perhaps women are born actors in front of their husbands.

Even a woman like Sayuri Sato, who is not very good at lying, has her own set of lies to tell when she lies to her husband.

And Sato Shio actually believed it.

He immediately said with some distress: "It's okay, my dear. I will apply medicine for you when we get home."

Hear the words.

Sayuri Sato couldn't help but shudder.

"Thank you, husband, but no thanks."

"I've already applied iodine at work."

"I want to go to bed straight away when I get home. I'm so tired that I don't have any strength left. I just want to sleep now."

Sayuri Sato didn't dare let her husband apply medicine on her.

If the motorcycle gets into trouble, her husband will definitely find out. The tunnel that should have belonged to him as a motorcycle has been turned into the Great Rift Valley of the New Century by the high-speed rail.

As for the secret about Hoshino Makoto, she thought she would always keep it in her heart and never let her husband know.

The idea is good.

But Sayuri Sato didn't know that Hoshino Makoto, who was watching them leave in the office on the fourth floor, was destined to make her plan fail.

130 Betrayal of Sato Shio (Supplement)

"Dudududu——!"

"Dudududu——!"

The next morning.

Sato Shio, who was still asleep, was awakened by the ringing of the phone. He opened his eyes in a daze, picked up the phone and took a look. When he found out it was the younger brother of the Jinsha Club, he instantly became angry and started cursing into the phone.

"Bakayalu, why are you calling so early in the morning? Are you sick?"

"You bastard, do you know how to respect your brother's precious sleep?"

"Next time you do something like this, you'll have to disembowel yourself, you idiot!"

The younger brother on the other side was as respectful as ever, and the sound of apologies almost never stopped.

After a long while, after venting his anger, Sato Shio finally stopped cursing: "Tell me, what is it that you want to see me so early in the morning?"

The younger brother on the other end of the phone finally got a chance to speak, and immediately said excitedly:

"Boss, please come to the base and take a look. Some of the big brothers in the club have started to make trouble because they haven't received their money in the past few days. I can't control them."

Hearing this, Sato Shio's eyes widened suddenly and he became furious in an instant.

"What the hell is this money? Wasn't this month's dividend paid at the beginning of the month?"

"Yes... yes..." The younger brother stammered and said, "It's the medicine fee for Brother Sekine and Brother Adachi. They said that they were beaten and hospitalized because they were doing something for you."

"There are ten people in total. Each person needs 1 million yen for medicine. The total is 10 million yen."

After hearing the second half of the conversation, Sato Shio could no longer control himself and hung up the phone, cursing again:

"A bunch of damn bastards."

Now that his brother-in-law has fallen, the Jinsha Society is Sato Shio's last trump card. Originally, Sato Shio was thinking of relying on the Jinsha Society to find a way out.

But he didn't expect that Guan Gen, his most loyal subordinate, would cause trouble so soon.

"It seems like we really need to find a way to make money quickly."

"Otherwise, after some time, this already shabby society will probably be completely disbanded."

Thinking of this, Sato Shio immediately took action, put on his clothes without even bothering to wash up, and rushed straight to the door of his house.

He happened to meet his wife Sayuri Sato at the entrance, who had been sleeping in a separate room from him for several days in a row.

Now she is wearing a sexy professional suit.

Without stockings, her pair of smooth, white long legs exposed outside appear even straighter and longer.

"Honey, good morning." Sato Sayuri glanced back, feeling a little flustered.

Ever since Hoshino Makoto treated her like this and like that yesterday, she subconsciously wanted to avoid her husband every time she saw him.

She grabbed a pair of high heels and stepped on them, then without giving her husband a chance to speak, she quickly said:

"You don't have to send me to work today. You can't stay at home as an unemployed vagrant without your brother-in-law's support. Take some time to find a job."

When he heard the gentle voice, Sato Shio's anger instantly subsided. Seeing such a beautiful wife putting on the silver high heels that he gave her on their wedding anniversary in front of him, Sato Shio was happy but at the same time he remembered how his wife looked when she got off work yesterday. He also felt sorry for her because she wore them to work.

It must be tiring to wear high heels to work, right?

Make money, make money, make money!

I must make enough money to let my wife's beautiful feet stay at home and rest.

To this end, even some vulgar and unpresentable methods are acceptable.