radicalducati Chapter 104 The Miyano Sisters
Chapter 104 The Miyano Sisters
Yumi, who also didn't have a date, stayed in the office with Sato.
The two policewomen huddled together, chatting casually.
When Eri appeared on TV, Yumi sat bolt upright, exclaiming in surprise, "Huh? Isn't that Uncle Hayashi's private lawyer? Why is she being confronted by someone confessing their love at the office building entrance?"
"What private lawyer?"
Sato rolled his eyes at his friend, his tone tinged with displeasure.
"They're a couple, and they even have a daughter who's six or seven years old! But..."
Sato paused, watching the embarrassed Eri Kisaki and the persistent Norifumi Saku on TV, and a satisfied smile involuntarily appeared on his face.
"It seems like things might be over between them now!"
The thought of Lin Xiuyi forcibly kissing her before made Sato Miwako grit her teeth.
That bastard, relying on his money and power, acts recklessly.
Now look what's happened, your backyard's on fire, isn't it? You're getting your comeuppance!
Watching the farce on TV, Sato felt much better instantly, and even the frustration of being on duty dissipated.
……
In Xiulu Flower Shop on Mihua Commercial Street, warm yellow lights illuminate the room full of blooming flowers, and a faint fragrance of grass and trees floats in the air.
No guests were coming in at the moment. Midori Orikasa sat on the sofa by the window, holding a cup of warm chrysanthemum tea in her hand, her eyes fixed on the small television next to her.
The TV was showing a Valentine's Day special from Nichiri TV.
As the camera panned across the office building entrance, a figure surrounded by a crowd, looking embarrassed yet still elegant, came into view.
Midori Orikasa's teacup jerked suddenly, nearly spilling the scalding tea, and her expression froze instantly.
"Senior Fei?" she murmured softly, her eyes filled with surprise.
In high school, Eri Kisaki was a popular figure at school.
Not only is she academically excellent and strikingly beautiful, but she is also a core member of the student council.
Along with Yukiko Fujimine, she was the "ceiling" in the hearts of many girls who secretly admired Shuichi Hayashi.
They were so dazzling back then that most girls felt they couldn't compare and didn't dare to easily confess their feelings to Lin Xiuyi.
I can only secretly send chocolates every Valentine's Day to express my feelings.
Compared to those timid girls, Midori Orikasa's act of taking the initiative to write a letter to ask Hayashi Hideichi to meet was already considered extremely bold.
When Inspector Megure came to the flower shop to buy flowers before, he casually mentioned that Hayashi Shuichi's current personal lawyer was Eri Kisaki. At that moment, her heart skipped a beat, and she tacitly acknowledged the fact that the two had already gotten together.
She knew better than anyone that as long as Eri Kisaki was around, there would always be an insurmountable chasm between her and Hideaki Hayashi.
But now, watching the live broadcast on TV, seeing Eri Kisaki being confessed to on one knee by a strange man, with the crowd around her cheering, Midori Orikasa's long-dormant heart suddenly rekindled a faint hope.
She leaned forward slightly, her eyes fixed on the screen, silently pleading, "Senior Fei, please accept it!"
……
In a secluded pharmaceutical company laboratory in Tokyo, the lights are blindingly white, and the air is filled with the cold smell of disinfectant and chemical reagents.
In a small office, Shiho Miyano was wearing a clean white lab coat, her brown wavy hair casually draped over her shoulders.
She sat at her desk with a bowl of freshly made instant noodles in front of her, the rising steam blurring her delicate yet slightly aloof face.
On the computer screen next to me, a Valentine's Day special program from Nichiri TV was playing simultaneously, the noisy sound standing out starkly in the quiet office.
"Confessing your love in public? That's utterly boring."
Shiho Miyano glanced at the screen with her icy blue eyes, her face expressionless, her tone full of mockery.
She had no interest in this kind of superficial romance and was about to move the mouse to change the channel when the office door was suddenly pushed open without any knocking.
A man wearing a black trench coat and a top hat, even indoors, walked in, the brim pulled low, obscuring most of his face.
He walked straight to Shiho Miyano's desk, slammed a black cell phone down on it, and said in a cold voice,
"Shirley, the phone."
"Whose?"
Shiho Miyano didn't even look up, asking the question with a blank expression.
"Miyano Akemi." The man's voice was flat, his gaze fixed on her with undisguised surveillance.
"elder sister?"
Upon hearing this name, Shiho Miyano's cold expression instantly crumbled, replaced by surprise and eagerness.
She quickly looked up and grabbed her phone from the table.
The man didn't leave; instead, he leaned against the wall, arms crossed, still staring at her.
Shiho Miyano was already used to this. Ignoring the man's surveillance, she spoke urgently into the phone, "Sister, how long has it been since you called me? I thought something had happened to you!"
"I'm sorry, Shiho, I've been quite busy lately and haven't been able to contact you sooner."
On the other end of the phone, Akemi Miyano's voice was gentle and apologetic, with a hint of barely perceptible fatigue.
I'm sorry to have worried you.
"Today is Valentine's Day, don't you have a date, sis?"
Shiho Miyano's tone softened, taking on a slightly coquettish quality.
"That man you mentioned last time, didn't he ask you to spend the holiday together?"
"That's all in the past, Shiho."
Akemi Miyano sighed softly on the other end of the phone, trying to sound relaxed and natural. She didn't want her sister to notice anything unusual about her, and even more so, she didn't want her to worry about her.
"Enough about me, what about you? Shiho, you should start thinking about yourself too. Don't you have any boys you like around you?"
"Sister, you know my situation."
Shiho Miyano snorted, glancing disapprovingly at the silver-haired man beside her, her tone full of disgust.
"I'm surrounded by people who always have a straight face and are completely boring. All they do is conduct experiments and monitor people. How could I possibly respect them?"
"By the way, sister, where are you now?" She quickly changed the subject, afraid that if they continued talking, she would be unable to help but reveal her grievances.
"I'm in a coffee shop."
Akemi Miyano's voice regained its cheerful tone.
"We're having dinner here. What about you, Shiho? Did you eat dinner properly?"
"I'm eating right now, but it's just instant noodles."
Shiho Miyano glanced down at the instant noodles in front of her, her tone full of helplessness, then she said in a coquettish tone,
"I wish I could fly to your side right now. I've been eating instant noodles and takeout every day lately, and I'm about to throw up."
"Shiho, how can you eat just this much? You must take good care of your body!" Miyano Akemi said with some concern.