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"Why, why did you let me know that you have feelings for him?" Shirakawa Natsu couldn't understand Hojo Maki's reasons for doing this.
Judging from Yu Mukai's behavior, it was only after he appeared that Maki Hojo responded to his affections.
“Feelings can change, maybe it’s just a hormonal impulse.” Hojo Maki looked at Shirakawa Natsu: “You’re not sure how long your feelings will last. When a woman shows interest in another man, it’s the most effective way to stimulate her suitors. I’ve always had feelings for Mukai Yu, but I expressed them to a level that you could detect. Only true feelings won’t be detected.”
"I bought the heatstroke medicine for Yu Mukai, but I didn't want him to feel that I had feelings for him, so I never gave it to him."
A woman can be attracted to many men, whether because of their looks, their wealth, or because they fulfill a certain need.
But you can only love one person. Those feelings of attraction will fade with time, and those feelings will disappear.
Shirakawa Natsu opened her mouth wide, not knowing what to say, but she finally understood what Hojo Maki meant.
From the moment she first saw her, she knew that he had designs on her.
Because Hojo Maki was unaware that he had a mission with the yellow-haired app.
To prevent him from suddenly losing interest in her, she deliberately showed her affection for Yu Mukai in front of him, thus stimulating him to pursue her more quickly.
If that's the case, then everything that happened afterward makes sense.
It's true that Hojo Maki went to Yan Kingdom, and she gave Mukai Yu the key because she and Mukai Yu were close.
Once she returns from Yan, Shirakawa Natsu will be able to get close to her under the pretext of looking for Mukai Yu.
When Hojo Maki heard that Shirakawa Natsumi offered to help plan the route, she readily agreed.
Thinking of this, Shirakawa Natsu's face darkened. She had originally thought that Aunt Maki was the prey, but it turned out that she was the hunter in disguise.
This explains why things went so smoothly, and also brings us to the core issue.
"Why would she do that?" Shirakawa Natsu couldn't understand why Hojo Maki would deliberately let him have sex with her, and even spend the whole night with him.
If it was because she had feelings for him, why did she grab his hand today, even threatening to send him to prison, and even prepare a hidden camera?
Hojo Maki looked down at him and said slowly, "Because both of my daughters have feelings for you."
"What?" Shirakawa Natsu was stunned, then his face darkened: "Just because your daughter has feelings for me, you're trying to scheme against me? Isn't that bullying an honest person!"
Hojo Maki gave him a charming sidelong glance: "Are you an honest man? An honest man wouldn't seduce his friend's mother."
“You did it yourself,” Shirakawa Natsu argued. “Besides, I don’t remember Inagawa Hanahi having any feelings for me.”
Kanna Hojo did have feelings for him, and it was he who broke the ice for her the first time.
However, Inagawa Hanahi likes Minoki, and they are just friends. She is still on the friend list of the blonde-haired app.
"Didn't you want to see it?" Hojo Maki walked to the bedside table, reached out and picked up the face-down photo frame, and straightened it.
It was a group photo of a young Maki Hojo and her two daughters, who were only 6 or 7 years old.
Standing next to him was a handsome man with delicate features.
The man was not strong, and he was holding Hojo Maki's hand.
Shirakawa Natsu paused for a moment. The man in the photo didn't look like him, but his demeanor was somewhat similar.
They were all handsome, clean-cut guys who weren't particularly muscular.
However, Shirakawa Natsu's thin figure is due to illness. She has a bad stomach and cannot eat much, and her digestion is also poor, which is why she is thin.
He suddenly realized that Kanna Hojo had once told him that he resembled her father.
"Are you kidding me?" Shirakawa Natsu couldn't help but say, "First it's Mukai Yu, then it's me, do all these people look like your husband?"
"Hmph." Hojo Maki chuckled lightly, "Is it a problem that I'm a widow, and at my age, I don't have a man by my side, so I have feelings for men who resemble my deceased husband?"
Shirakawa Natsu suddenly felt that Hojo Maki's words made a lot of sense, and even felt like she had been shown a dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection): "Even if your two daughters have feelings for me, what does that have to do with you scheming against me!"
“Because you are not someone I can entrust my life to.” Hojo Maki narrowed her eyes, her gaze sweeping over Shirakawa Natsu’s entire body: “As a mother, I have to make sure they don’t end up with you.”
"You're insane, you lunatic!" Shirakawa Natsu was speechless. To ensure her daughter wouldn't be with this man, she slept with him first. What kind of logic is that?
Hojo Maki suddenly said, "Because I don't want a similar incident like the one involving Minoki to happen again."
Upon hearing this, Shirakawa Natsu opened her mouth but said nothing more.
The two sisters were fighting fiercely over a woman, and the one who was hurt the most was none other than their mother.
It's all the fault of my brothers.
“I will tell Inagawa Hanahi that you slept with me while I was drunk.” Hojo Maki narrowed her eyes: “That way, she will hate you, and it will all end whether she has friendship or affection for you.”
"Of course, I will make it clear that this was my own choice, so you don't need to worry about her causing you trouble."
"As for Kanna, I won't tell her, because that would hurt her, but I hope that from today onwards, you will not contact her proactively anymore."
"After all, you wouldn't want these videos to be seen by other people, would you?"
"A representative figure in the comic book industry, taking advantage of being drunk, the woman had sex with her friend's mother. Even if you win the lawsuit in the end, I think your career is over."
"As for me, please don't underestimate a mother's awareness."
"You!" Shirakawa Natsu gritted her teeth, glaring at Hojo Maki: "You spent the whole night with me yesterday over something like this, couldn't you talk to me? Why did you have to threaten me with a video?!"
Hojo Maki shook her head: "Human nature is the most unreliable thing. I need a bomb that can destroy you at any time."
"Of course, I also admit that besides being the safest method, I also feel lonely and have needs when I use this method."
"You..." Shirakawa Natsu gritted her teeth, her frustration finding nowhere to go.
Without a doubt, he lost, utterly and completely.
From beginning to end, he was completely controlled by this married woman.
I underestimated a police officer who had been engaged in criminal investigation for many years.
After a long while, he suddenly went limp as if deflated: "I lost. Take off the handcuffs, but I have one condition."
Shirakawa Natsu stared at Hojo Maki's beautiful body, her naked body having been on her gaze for a long time last night.
Wearing only three pieces now presents a different kind of sexiness.
"Let's do it."
“I refuse.” Hojo Maki narrowed her eyes, tapping his chest with one hand. “Are you acting like a child right now, trying to take control so you don’t feel so embarrassed?”
Shirakawa Natsu snorted coldly, just as she said, it was purely self-comfort.
Just then, Hojo Maki suddenly flipped him over, without unlocking his handcuffs, and pried open his see-through underwear with one finger before sitting on him.
Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, then instantly understood what she meant. She hadn't been threatened by him; she just wanted to do it herself.
"Hmph." Shirakawa Natsu snorted coldly, "Isn't this just the body telling the truth?"
Hojo Maki smiled seductively and whispered in his ear, "Do you know why I kept my eyes closed last night? It's because I imagined you as him. You're just a substitute for him."
"You." Shirakawa Natsu was furious, a sense of humiliation rising in her heart.
Why is it that, even though I was physically superior to him, I psychologically feel that he was superior to me?
Chapter 180 Strange Direction
Some men enjoy the satisfaction of being conquered and dominated when they are on the bottom.
But Shirakawa Natsu clearly doesn't belong to this category; even the beautiful woman sitting on her has an excellent figure and temperament.
My hands were handcuffed, and the friction between the metal and my skin caused a stinging sensation.
Hojo Maki placed her hands on his chest, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, filled with madness and dazedness.
The bed kept shaking, making creaking noises.
Shirakawa Natsumi couldn't feel the nestling and comfort she had yesterday; her abdomen ached from sitting on it.
Hojo Maki completely disregarded his feelings; he felt as if he had been raped by the beautiful woman in front of him.
Shirakawa Natsumi suppressed her discomfort and sarcastically asked, "Aunt Mafei, how does she compare to your husband?"
"Hmph." Hojo Maki smiled charmingly, her eyes sparkling: "Bigger than the props in adult stores."
"You!" Shirakawa Natsu was furious. She wanted to compare herself to her husband, but ended up being dragged down to the same level as a prop.
Even at 40cm, it can't outlast silicone.
Shirakawa Natsu turned his head away, not gaining any advantage verbally, which was within his expectations.
He remembered this grudge.
Hojo Maki made no attempt to hide anything; her breathing grew heavier and heavier, and even without moving, Shirakawa Natsu could feel her own breathing becoming heavier.
The room was filled with the sounds of heavy breathing from both men and women, the sounds of impacts, and the creaking of the wooden bed.
These sounds blended together, accompanied by the intoxicating scent of a hot woman, the stench of sweat, and the fishy smell in the air.
It was already noon when Hojo Maki emerged from the bathroom, feeling completely relaxed.
Unconcerned about exposing her body to Shirakawa Natsu, she took out another set of clothes from the closet and changed.
After putting on black underwear, pull up a pair of opaque pantyhose from your toes to your waist.
Then she put on a women's suit and a pencil skirt, and her long hair was tied up at the back of her head.
The capable and dashing Hojo Maki reappeared before Shirakawa Natsu.
"You don't need to see me off." Hojo Maki looked at Shirakawa Natsu, who was lying on the bed, and said, "Remember my words, and don't ever appear in front of me again."
“You…” Shirakawa Natsu was furious, while Hojo Maki was ruthless in her pursuit.
Last night she was still the mature wife who cooperated to the extreme, but what's most infuriating is that she waited until he finished having sex before confronting him this morning.
Then, according to her own preferences, she used him as a tool for sexual release and enjoyed it for several hours.
After getting dressed, tell him not to come looking for her again.
Shirakawa Natsu felt a strange sense of humiliation, as if she had been used and abused by a scumbag woman, only to be abandoned in the process.
"I'll remember this day!" he said threateningly towards Hojo Maki's graceful silhouette.
Hojo Maki picked up her luggage, glanced at him before leaving, completely unfazed by the threat, and smiled, "Fine."
After saying that, he pushed open the door and left without any hesitation, walking away with a carefree and elegant air.
Shirakawa Natsu sat on the bed, listening to the sound of shoes fading away from the room.
The humiliated expression on his face gradually disappeared, his eyes narrowed, and he began to quickly analyze the pros and cons of this mission.
The incident did indeed humiliate him, but it wasn't as intense as he had outwardly expressed.
Without a doubt, he lost completely this time.
However, the main reason for the loss was that they underestimated Hojo Maki. This time, it was entirely due to a lack of information and carelessness.
After realizing the problem, he began to act like an exasperated teenager.
Similarly, Hojo Maki perceived him as a young man who wore his emotions on his sleeve and lacked cunning.
"Hojo Maki, next time, I'll let you experience the power of a 40cm rod."
Victory and defeat are common occurrences in warfare; the important thing is to win next time.
Shirakawa Natsu got out of bed and ran to the bathroom.
Hojo Maki had just taken a bath; her scent still lingered in the tub.
"Hmph." Shirakawa Natsu snorted, turned on the shower, and hot water splashed onto her body, washing away her fatigue and the scent of Hojo Maki left on her, flowing into the sewer.
After washing myself clean, I felt completely refreshed. This also signified the official end of my mission with Hojo Maki.
I put my clothes back on, left my room and went to the living room, where I sat down on the sofa.
I didn't see Yutaka Mukai. I don't know how he was affected by my sneaking a peek yesterday, but I hope it didn't cause him too much harm.
After all, judging from Hojo Maki's description, she treated him as nothing more than a tool throughout the whole affair.
Shirakawa Natsu reached under the coffee table, rummaged around for a while, and then froze. The bugging device should be in this position.
He quickly lay down and looked under the coffee table, where he immediately saw a trace of glue.
The bugging device that was originally attached to it has disappeared.
"Damn it!" Shirakawa Natsu cursed under her breath. She had actually found out, but she was pretending not to know.
Then all those things she said to Mukai Yu were deliberately meant for him to hear.
The most insidious thing is that they took the bugging device with them when they left.