The noisy hum ca from the smartphone on the bedside lamp table.
Michael awoke, looking severely exhausted.
When he woke up, his wife was still sleeping with an innocent expression.
He then got up to retrieve his smartphone.
A pop-up notification appeared.
Michael read the ssage via the software he had created.
It read: "Dad, Mom, are you two doing okay? Oh, and I’m letting you know that business here is running smoothly, no issues. The news about Dad is out, and he’s a fugitive, but there are no traces whatsoever. Don’t worry, Dad, continue your beautiful mont. Bye-bye."
The sender’s na was Robert Jr.
Michael turned off his smartphone.
He muttered to himself.
’Good, it seems my son is doing his job very well. Ti for a shower.’
Michael rubbed his head.
Standing up, he glanced at Chihiro, who was sleeping soundly, completely naked.
It was already eleven in the morning.
’Looks like I’m late. My wife, look at your face, sleeping like a baby. Terrifying.’
Michael walked towards the bathroom.
While Michael was showering, his wife woke up to the sound of running water.
She woke slowly, rubbing her eyes.
"Hooaam!" Chihiro yawned, then she crawled toward the edge of the bed.
She was slightly drowsy.
Her body ached.
Then she looked over at the bed, where they had ’played’ last night.
’Wow, looks like we did a very hard job, hehe.’
As she tried to stand, Chihiro felt a sharp pain in her waist.
’Ouch, my waist. Is my husband showering?’
She stood slowly while holding her hip.
She walked with a hand braced against the wall.
Chihiro was now standing in front of the bathroom door.
Then she called out.
"My love, are you inside?"
"I’m coming in, okay?"
Chihiro grabbed the doorknob and turned it.
The door opened.
Chihiro saw Michael had finished showering.
He was drying his hair.
Michael turned to look at his wife.
Her expression looked pouty.
Michael thought.
’What’s wrong with her? Weird. I have to be fast! Otherwise, she’ll definitely drag in for another round.’
Michael continued drying his hair.
His heart was happy.
Chihiro went to clean herself in the shower.
When Michael was done, he said.
"Hurry up, Honey. I’m going to get ready first. I’ll wait in the room."
Then Michael left Chihiro, who was still showering.
Michael put on casual clothes so he wouldn’t stand out during their date.
Michael turned on his smartphone.
He searched for a good dating spot.
While scrolling through images, he found a place called Akihabara.
He opened it, reading a few articles.
He thought, ’Oh, so this is the place I was looking for. Okay, let’s go here.’
Michael got up to grab his cologne, then sprayed it on his neck and both hands.
Michael was now sitting on the sofa, waiting for Chihiro to finish showering.
After a few minutes, Chihiro ca out of the bathroom.
She walked to the suitcase, taking out her clothes.
Then Michael spoke when he saw Chihiro sorting through her outfits.
"My love, wear your usual clothes."
He said, still reading an article on his smartphone.
Then Chihiro turned her head.
"Yes, my beloved husband."
Chihiro put on loose clothing that covered her entire sexy figure.
Why did Michael tell her to dress like that?
In the past, Michael’s wife had been ambushed by thugs in her hotown.
They were srized by her sexy figure, which made Michael furious, and he killed them all.
At that ti, Michael had told his wife.
"Don’t wear clothes like that, wear loose clothes, cover your whole body. I don’t want you to be caught up in sexual harassnt issues."
His wife, looking terrified, cried while embracing Michael.
Since then, Chihiro always wore loose clothing or dresses that covered her whole body.
Not only that, Chihiro also thought that wearing loose clothes would make her look personal and special in Michael’s eyes.
After taking a long ti to get ready, the two of them walked towards the elevator.
They went down to the first floor.
The elevator opened, and Chihiro walked towards the receptionist.
Michael waited for her outside the building while ordering a taxi.
Soon Chihiro ca out, and the taxi pulled up to them.
Then the two of them got in.
"As per the app, sir," Michael said in Japanese.
The taxi driver nodded.
Without many words, the taxi driver took them to Akihabara.
After arriving, Michael paid the driver, then walked along the sidewalk, holding his wife’s hand.
"Honey, it’s so crowded here, isn’t it?" Chihiro asked. Her eyes sparkled like stars in the sky.
"It’s good, right? I chose this place. What do you think?" Michael replied, looking at a large ani poster plastered on a building.
"It’s nice, but why is every building full of pictures of cartoon won with colorful hair?"
Chihiro didn’t really know much about different countries.
Because Chihiro, in her hotown, never left the house unless it was for sothing important.
Michael closed his eyes, feeling a pang of guilt.
’It’s fine, the important thing is that she likes it.’
Then Michael pointed toward a restaurant across the street.
"Honey, let’s eat first. I’m hungry. This is all your fault, you know."
Then Chihiro turned her head.
"Okay, hehe, sorry." She looked completely innocent.
They crossed the street toward the restaurant.
Michael waited in line to get a coupon first outside before getting a seating table.
He ordered a lot of food, then paid for it.
The coupon ca out, displaying table number fifteen.
Then the two of them went inside.
They walked toward the table.
The restaurant was busy inside, with many foreigners.
The fragrant sll of food spread everywhere, making Michael’s stomach rumble.
The two of them sat down at their table.
Soon their order arrived.
"Enjoy your al, sir," the waiter said.
Then he left.
Michael couldn’t wait, seeing the variety of food on the table.
He then enjoyed his al until it was finished.
After that, Michael felt the urge to use the restroom.
"Honey, wait here, okay? Don’t go anywhere. I need to go to the toilet first."
Chihiro nodded while enjoying her dessert.
Michael left Chihiro alone, then quickly headed to the toilet.
’Looks like I ate too much. Oh, here’s the toilet.’
Michael entered and took care of business.
Chihiro, who was enjoying her strawberry ice cream, was approached by two eccentric, tattooed n.
"Hey, miss, are you alone? But why are your plates so many?" one of the n said.
The other man had different thoughts.
He saw Chihiro’s beautiful face with blue eyes, sharp eyebrows, curled eyelashes, and a natural look without makeup.
’This girl looks really beautiful if her full body was visible.’
The man’s friend nudged the first man.
He whispered sothing that made Chihiro look suspicious.
Chihiro, who didn’t pay attention to them, thought.
’What do they want to do? Let them be. My husband knows, they’ll all end up miserably. Why should I be afraid?’
She enjoyed the ice cream in the round glass.
The first man slamd his hand on the table.
"Hey, beautiful, don’t you want to hang out with us? I’ll keep you company. Did you co with your boyfriend?"
Then the two of them sat down across from Chihiro.
"Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you," the man’s friend said with a sly smile.
Chihiro just looked at them sideways.
"Hey, don’t be like that. Look, we’re charming too. Maybe your boyfriend isn’t like us. Look at this too."
The man pointed to his luxurious wristwatch.
Chihiro looked at the wristwatch.
’Hmm... He’s probably a rich kid who just asks for money from his family. A burden to his family.’
The other man tried to grab Chihiro’s hand.
Chihiro saw him and opened her eyes wide, looking angry.
Chihiro brushed his hand away.
"Excuse , this is not your table. If you could, please move before I report you to the authorities."
Chihiro held her smartphone. She wasn’t afraid; she was just bluffing.
The man whose hand was brushed away felt his pride was trampled.
"You wench, don’t be arrogant! You’re not from here, are you? I just wanted to get acquainted, why are you so unwilling to talk to us? Look, it’s such a waste to leave soone as beautiful as you alone!"
The first man nodded.
"Yeah, maybe your boyfriend doesn’t care about you. Haha!" the first man laughed.
Then the first man looked at Chihiro’s beautiful mouth, which was set in anger. He felt aroused.
’Wouldn’t it feel so good if I put my penis in there? Hehe,’ he thought, his expression lewd.
Chihiro glared at them with disdain.
Then the first man glanced at his friend.
His friend understood the look.
The man then stood up, walked closer to Chihiro, and put his right hand into his pocket.
It looked like he was carrying a knockout drug or sothing similar.
Chihiro, who was starting to feel worried, remained silent, waiting for Michael to return.
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