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"I'm at home, all alone, and I'm a little scared."
Shirakawa Natsu frowned, sensing that he emphasized the word "alone".
"Okay, I'm coming right now."
He hung up the phone and went back into the tailor shop.
Yuko Kimura saw him approaching and wanted to continue the conversation.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Kimura, I have something to take care of right now."
"Oh, it's alright." A hint of regret flashed in Yuko Kimura's eyes. "Leave the cosplay outfit to me."
“Okay, I’ll pay you a deposit first.” Shirakawa Natsumi smiled and took out her wallet.
Yuko Kimura didn't want to take it, but Natsumi Shirakawa still shoved it into her hand.
"I have some experience in makeup and photography," Kimura Yuko said with a smile. "It would be great if I could help Mr. Shirakawa."
"Wouldn't that be too much trouble?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked shyly.
"Just give me one copy of the cosplay photos you produce," Yuko Kimura explained. "It's just a personal hobby."
"That would be troublesome."
After saying goodbye to Yuko Kimura, Shirakawa Natsu returned to the car.
"Strange, isn't this a bit too enthusiastic?"
He saw himself in the rearview mirror of the car.
He has a handsome and refined face, but although all his body parts have been replaced, he still looks thin.
She looks rather weak.
If he didn't take off his pants and show his 18cm penis, he would definitely be mistaken for a handsome bottom.
"and many more."
Shirakawa Natsu suddenly realized that, in terms of appearance, wasn't she just a high-end version of Shimizu Creek?
Thinking of Qingshui Creek, he couldn't help but shudder.
Put all these messy things out of your mind.
I stepped on the gas and drove toward Juanzi's address.
Actress Juanzi lives in an upscale residential area.
Before entering the building, Shirakawa Natsu was stopped and questioned by security guards. After questioning Juanzi, the guards allowed him to enter.
"Sorry for causing you any trouble."
The security guard bowed to him politely.
"It's okay." Shirakawa Natsu waved her hand dismissively and turned to walk towards the elevator.
He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly felt someone watching him from behind.
Shirakawa Natsu turned around and saw the security guard from before. When he saw Shirakawa Natsu looking over, he immediately lowered his head.
I looked away, took the elevator to Juanzi's door, and pressed the doorbell.
Half a minute later, the door was pulled open a crack.
"I'm sorry, Officer Shirakawa, for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come here."
“It’s my duty.” Shirakawa Natsu’s gaze swept over Juanzi, and the corner of her mouth twitched.
She had long, curly hair, wore a sheer silk nightgown, and her black lace top revealed a lace-up bodice. Her full, long legs were covered in patterned black stockings with suspenders.
Chapter 320 Her Past
"I feel like someone is following me." Juanzi's voice was mournful, with three parts fear and seven parts helplessness. As she spoke, the openwork of her bra under the black veil trembled slightly.
Shirakawa Natsu's gaze shifted from the deep cleavage, her lips twitching. She was afraid there might be bad people around, and that's why she was dressed like this.
Did they intend for the robbers to overwork themselves and die suddenly?
"Madam, don't worry, I'm here." No matter what dangers lay ahead, Shirakawa Natsumi would not back down.
"That's great." Juanzi looked relieved. "Officer Shirakawa, please come in."
After she finished speaking, she turned around, revealing her fair, bare back beneath her black gauze nightgown, her buttocks facing Shirakawa Natsu.
The lace-trimmed, openwork panties have two straps extending from the edge, suspending sheer stockings.
Shirakawa Natsu's gaze left her shapely buttocks.
She truly deserves to be called an actress; even at over forty, her skin is still so smooth and supple, rivaling that of a girl in her twenties.
"Mr. Shirakawa, please have a seat. Would you like tea or coffee?" Onizuka Kinko leaned over and opened the refrigerator. "We usually don't have any guests, so I always forget where I put them."
As the rummaging motions occurred, the light gauze swayed in the air.
It perfectly showcases her curves.
"Tea will do." Shirakawa Natsu's expression was strange, especially when encountering someone who was fast.
With that pose, Onizuka Kyōko could easily finish a round.
"Okay, Officer Shirakawa, please wait a moment." Onizuka Kyiko turned around, smoothed her long, disheveled hair behind her head, and smiled charmingly.
Having learned from her previous experience of being drugged, Shirakawa Natsu kept her eyes fixed on Onizuka Kinko this time.
A sexy housewife is busy in the kitchen, her curves subtly visible.
His gaze was very impolite, but Onizuka Kinko didn't seem displeased and brought over the brewed teacup with a smile.
"I felt a little scared when I was home alone just now." Onizuka Kinko picked up a cup of tea, her beautiful eyes looking at Shirakawa Natsu with a relieved expression.
"After Officer Shirakawa arrived, the fear disappeared."
"Hmph, it's our duty as police officers to make every citizen feel at ease." Shirakawa Natsumi smiled; he had already understood.
Onizuka Kyōko called him over not because she felt she was being followed.
That was just an excuse.
Onizuka Kinko crossed her legs in front of him, letting down her wine-red curly hair, which draped over her black gauze nightgown, looking sexy and languid.
"Officer Shirakawa isn't very old, is he?"
"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu scratched the back of his head. "Just graduated from police academy."
“So young, she’s not much older than my son.” A glint flashed in Onizuka Kinko’s eyes.
“Three years older than your son.” Shirakawa Natsu noticed the change in how she addressed him; as she spoke, she leaned closer.
After learning his age, his attitude changed significantly.
"The eight men reacted to external stimulation today," Onizuka Kinko said casually. "The doctor said they'll wake up in the next few days."
"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was startled; he was about to wake up.
Why bother investigating at all? Just ask the person involved directly.
A look of surprise appeared on his face: "That's wonderful, now I can find out the truth too."
“Yes.” Onizuka Kenko nodded with a smile, her hand on her chest: “Thanks to Xia, Hachiman was able to wake up these past few days. As his mother, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.”
Her finger was positioned precisely where the bra was cut out, and this gesture guided Shirakawa Natsu to follow her finger and directly see the gap beneath the cutout.
"I don't know how to repay Xia." Onizuka Juanzi leaned closer, her fragrance filling Shirakawa Natsu's nostrils.
"Xia, if you have any requests, as long as your older sister can do it, you can tell me."
Good guy.
Shirakawa Natsu raised an eyebrow.
He finally understood that this beautiful actress had come looking for pleasure after her son recovered from his illness.
Considering that she was able to bite him in the hospital room last time, this doesn't seem surprising.
Seeing him in a daze, Onizuka Kinko smiled, reached out and took his hand, placing it on her large body.
Bai Chuanxia said awkwardly, "Mrs. Juanzi, this isn't a good idea. You're an actress, and what if we, a lowly police officer, are spotted by paparazzi..."
"So Xia can make that kind of expression too." Onizuka Juanzi narrowed her eyes and guided his hand toward her body.
"When we were in the hospital ward, I thought Xia was a carnivore~"
"I...no." Shirakawa Natsu's face was filled with panic. He had noticed that the woman in front of him was very sexually interested in younger, weak men.
Seeing his flustered expression, Onizuka Kinko leaned her whole body towards him.
Her chest was already pressed against Shirakawa Natsu's arm.
"Sister, actually, I've been with a lot of men."
"..." Shirakawa Natsumi was stunned and looked at Onizuka Kenko, whose expression showed obvious excitement after she said those words.
She was pleased with Shirakawa Natsu's surprised expression and leaned closer to say something to herself.
“I debuted when I was 16. Back then, I had no connections or background. My only asset was sleeping with the producers.”
Onizuka Kinko leaned closer to him, pressing her against him, and while speaking, she stared intently at his expression:
"As you know, seniority is important in the workplace in the East. The men who sleep with me are all middle-aged men, and it takes them a long time to get a response."
Shirakawa Natsumi feigned shock as he watched Onizuka Kinko recount her past experiences of being sexually exploited.
“Those times were really tiring. I was busy with work every day. The production team always liked to mess around on set. I was often messed up and had to go to filming before I could even deal with it.”
As she spoke, she reached out her hand to Shirakawa Natsu.
"Sleeping with the producer alone is not enough; the assistant director often comes to me too."
"I remember once when my director was having sex with me in the dressing room, the acting coach came in. I was so embarrassed, but the two of them were very calm. Guess what happened next?"
"Wh...what's wrong?" Shirakawa Natsu asked cooperatively.
"As a result, the two of them hugged me together." Onizuka Kinko licked his earlobe.
Shirakawa Natsu was speechless, her expression strange. What kind of weird hobby did she have?
Onizuka Kyōko pressed her body even closer to him, squeezing herself against him.
"Back then, I was only thinking about climbing the ladder. Whether it was the lead actor, the second male lead, the producer, or the director, I slept with anyone who could help me, and I didn't mind."
"We hardly ever did it while filming; everyone just tacitly agreed."
"Later, I was taken to various parties and met more people."
"I film during the day and socialize at night. I often collapse from exhaustion halfway through, and I don't even know how many people I've slept with."
"Later she became pregnant with eight boys, but I don't know whose children they are."
"After having children, I realized that I was a mother, and that's when I completely broke away from my past self."
She looked at Shirakawa Natsu's surprised expression and asked with a sorrowful look, "Natsu, do you despise your older sister?"
As she spoke, she tucked her long hair behind her ear, her expression mournful and alluring, arousing a strong protective instinct in men, as if she were that pitiful and helpless woman suffering injustice, waiting for a hero to rescue her.
Chapter 321 Fast Food is Toxic
Onizuka Kinko's eyes were alluring as she met Shirakawa Natsu's gaze. Her eyes held a mixture of emotions, including unease, admiration, and a desire for recognition.
The scent of her mature woman's perfume kept wafting into his nostrils.
Shirakawa Natsu's right hand slowly moved down her body.
"gollum"
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Goodness, this is too classic. A woman with a past, forced into promiscuity in her youth, turns over a new leaf after becoming a mother.
This is a time of weakness, fear, and helplessness.
This whole outfit, combined with the voluptuous and beautiful body of a married woman.
It's probably impossible for any young man to resist.