The burly man in black stoped to Natsuki Akito's right immediately and viciously swung a club down onto his back, splitting skin and flesh and drawing a scream of pain from him.
"Ah! Yes, yes, yes! I still covet Miyuri, even though she's my sister-in-law!"
"I can never forget her. I really am still secretly in love with my sister-in-law, and I have all sorts of thoughts about her!"
After being beaten, the pain made Natsuki Akito forget all sense of shame. He broke down crying and confessed everything outright.
Seeing that he had already thrown away his pride and was answering honestly, Yoshizawa Eigen immediately asked again, "Do you know a man named Yoshizawa Takeo?"
"Yes. He came to my brother's and sister-in-law's house a few days ago to stay for a bit, but not long after that, he suddenly left," Natsuki Akito had begun answering obediently.
"Then do you know where Yoshizawa Takeo went?", Yoshizawa Eigen asked.
"N… not really sure," Natsuki Akito shook his head.
"Then tell me everything you know about him," Yoshizawa Eigen said again.
Under Yoshizawa Eigen's relentless interrogation, the utterly terrified Natsuki Akito spilled everything he knew, recounting in detail all the things that had happened after Yoshizawa Takeo came to their home.
Including Yoshizawa Takeo coveting Miyuri and competing with him over her, including Yoshizawa Takeo once catching him and Miyuri secretly meeting in the wooded hills behind the village, including Yoshizawa Takeo threatening both him and Miyuri. He told it all, holding nothing back.
He even poured out everything he knew about his older brother Natsuki Kazuto, as well as the information he had about Hikari, the high school student who had recently returned home, dumping it all on Yoshizawa Eigen in one breath.
If Yoshizawa Eigen had asked, the scared-out-of-his-wits Natsuki Akito probably would have even confessed how many times he had pleasured himself thinking about his sister-in-law Miyuri.
"Take him away and lock him up for now," After listening to Natsuki Akito's confession, Yoshizawa Eigen waved his hand.
The subordinates immediately dragged Natsuki Akito into a small dark room and locked him up tightly.
Watching Natsuki Akito being taken away, his back still trembling, Yoshizawa Eigen reached up and lightly rubbed his chin, silently thinking.
Under the harsh interrogation just now, Natsuki Akito, whose backbone was not just weak but downright soft, had basically confessed everything.
Whether it was about his unfilial son Yoshizawa Takeo, or the tangled relationships between Natsuki Akito, his brother Natsuki Kazuto, Miyuri, and the rest.
Although there wasn't a lot of very direct, concrete information, and Natsuki Akito had said he didn't know why Yoshizawa Takeo suddenly disappeared, combined with some of the information Yoshizawa Eigen had previously gathered, he could already confirm certain things.
For example, at this point he could almost be certain that his son Yoshizawa Takeo's disappearance was absolutely inseparable from that woman Miyuri.
What he wasn't sure about was whether Yoshizawa Takeo's disappearance was the work of Miyuri alone, or whether someone else was involved.
Yoshizawa Eigen leaned more toward the idea that someone was helping Miyuri from behind the scenes.
After all, Miyuri was just a small nurse at his hospital, with no complicated background.
A woman with no backing and no power, with nothing special about her except her pretty face and seductive figure, even if she could somehow deal with Yoshizawa Takeo, there was no way she should have been able to handle Fujimoto Shiki's group of punks.
Yet the result was that that entire group of punks had also disappeared outright.
The process was eerily similar to what had happened to Yoshizawa Takeo.
To say that this had absolutely nothing to do with Miyuri was simply impossible.
The question was, who exactly was helping her?
'Although Natsuki Akito has been secretly in love with Miyuri all along, that cowardly, useless piece of trash probably isn't it.'
'As for Miyuri's fiance, and that high school student who had just returned home to visit relatives, they don't seem to have that kind of ability either.'
'Could it be a business enemy of mine, or an old enemy of my family, someone taking revenge and striking back in secret?'
Yoshizawa Eigen rubbed his temples. He realized that with the information he had now, it really was still not enough to lock onto a specific target.
But one thing was certain. There was definitely something wrong with Miyuri, and that was something he could continue to dig into.
Even if there was someone backing her, with Yoshizawa Eigen's methods, dealing with a small nurse from a hospital would be effortless.
Once he had her in his hands, he had plenty of ways to make her beg to live but be unable to die, forcing her to obediently tell the truth.
However, considering that Miyuri might have someone behind her, Yoshizawa Eigen decided he needed to think carefully, take Miyuri down steadily, and then force out the truth of whether his son Yoshizawa Takeo was dead or what exactly had happened to him.
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The next day, early morning—
Bright sunlight passed through the window lattice and sheer curtains, shining into the quiet room.
On the wood-patterned tiles of the floor, clothes were scattered everywhere.
The sheets and thin blankets on the bed were also in complete disarray.
Only one figure was tightly nestled against another.
Opening his eyes, Hikari, just awake, felt Sayoko's arms and legs wrapped around him and reached out to gently pry them away.
It wasn't that he didn't enjoy intimacy, it was mainly because the izakaya's proprietress was simply way too clingy.
Perhaps because she had been lonely for many years as a widow in name only, yesterday's Sayoko had been especially attached.
In any case, Sayoko's vigor left even Hikari, with his excellent physique, feeling a bit surprised.
And after reluctantly yet powerlessly reaching that natural ripeness, she still insisted on holding Hikari tightly the whole time.
A bit like hugging a plush toy, like an octopus catching prey, wrapping and binding him tightly, as if trying to make up for all those lonely, sleepless nights at once.
Hikari didn't really have any complaints about Aunt Sayoko's compensatory clinginess.
But being held that tightly for an entire night, an ordinary person would probably end up with excessive congestion and muscle necrosis. Hikari's physique was good enough that it wasn't a problem, but it was still a bit stifling, so he pried at those jade-like arms.
After breaking free, Hikari stretched his body.
Perhaps she sensed some movement, or perhaps her regular biological clock had kicked in. In any case, just as Hikari was about to get out of bed, Sayoko beside him slowly woke up as well.
Hikari turned his head and met those beautiful eyes as they opened.
At first, he could still catch a hint of shyness in Sayoko's lovely gaze, and there was a flush of red on her fair face.
After all, waking up with a man beside her, and completely bare at that, was definitely a first for her.
But just as Hikari was about to smile and tease Sayoko, who usually acted like an elder, Sayoko immediately hugged him again. Lowering her head, there was no trace of shyness left to be seen, only the faintly upturned, rosy lips, filled with satisfaction and happiness.
She really was worthy of being called a gentle, mature older woman. Her ability to adapt was frighteningly fast.
Hikari also reached out and gently stroked the smooth long hair on Sayoko's back.
But feeling his movement, Sayoko's delicate body stiffened.
"Um… Hikari-kun, I want to rest right now… I really can't," There was even a hint of pitiful pleading in her voice, as if she were still a little traumatized.
Hearing her begging tone, Hikari couldn't help but laugh helplessly.
She was clearly the one who had taken the initiative yesterday, yet now she was the one scared, still carrying lingering fear.
Hikari smiled and said, "Auntie, don't worry. I'm just touching you a bit. By the way, Auntie, you're not going to regret it, are you?"
Sayoko shook her head, "How could I regret it? I wasn't acting on impulse. Actually, before I went to your room yesterday, I had already thought it through. As a woman, Auntie also wants a reliable man to lean on. Of course, I didn't expect Hikari-kun to be this reliable, this hard, hard-headed."
"Oh right, you absolutely must not tell Miss Mira about this!"
Thinking about how she had actually taken her good friend's godson as her support, Sayoko was still a little scared.
"Mm, I won't tell Miss Mira," Hikari replied with a smile.
"That's good," Sayoko let out a sigh of relief, "I've dirtied the sheets and blankets. I'll take them to wash, and I'll make breakfast while I'm at it. Hikari-kun, come down to eat in a bit."
As she spoke, Sayoko prepared to leave Hikari's embrace and get out of bed.
But Hikari reached out and grabbed her arm, "Auntie, forget it. You were so tired yesterday. Let's just go out to eat later."
Sayoko shook her head, "How can outside food compare to something made at home, clean and tasty? Auntie isn't tired. Let go."
Hearing her insistence, Hikari had no choice but to release his hand.
Although at certain moments yesterday, Sayoko had indulged him completely, even willing to defy the natural order and reverse roles, becoming his wife, little sister, or daughter, most of the time, she still maintained the identity of a gentle aunt and caring elder.
Finding someone to rely on was really just an excuse for her feelings toward him to change.
It wasn't that she truly needed to rely on him for anything.
After Sayoko sweetly kissed Hikari on the cheek, she got out of bed.
Gathering up the clothes scattered all over the floor, as well as the bloodstained sheets and thick blankets, Sayoko lightly stepped toward the stairs downstairs.
Although her steps weren't quite as steady as usual and trembled slightly now and then, she was still graceful and stable overall, seemingly without any real problems.
Truly worthy of being a mature, beautiful woman.
It was clearly her first time, and they had gone at it for most of the night.
Yet she was still so capable, even able to go make breakfast.
With a sigh of admiration, Hikari withdrew his gaze from Sayoko's retreating figure and turned his attention to the Pure Love System interface.
Yesterday, the Pure Love System had actually issued several notifications, but he had been busy responding to Sayoko's thirst for knowledge and hadn't had time to check.
[Ding! Detected that the host successfully thwarted the evil acts of the delinquent "Sakai Yutaka," rescued the widow "Asatsuyu Sayoko," and killed and cremated "Sakai Yutaka," successfully promoting the spirit of pure love!]
[Reward obtained: Pure Love Points +200!]
[Ding! Detected that the widow "Asatsuyu Sayoko" has undergone a qualitative change in affection toward the host, reaching an extremely high threshold, and has taken the host as her lifelong support! Such behavior greatly promotes the pure love philosophy advocated by the Pure Love System, and is an operation highly befitting the spirit of the Pure Love War God!]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host on receiving: Pure Love Points +300!]
"A total of 500 Pure Love Points. Not bad at all."
Hikari checked and nodded in satisfaction.
Sakai Yutaka hadn't been difficult to deal with, so these points were practically free.
And given his relationship with Sayoko, even without any rewards, he would still have helped her.
After casually spending the points on his daily physique enhancement, Hikari got up and did a bit of exercise.
After finishing, he noticed the room was still messy. Especially around Sayoko's vanity, the full-length mirror, and the windowsill, everything looked quite chaotic, so he tidied it up along the way.
Just as Hikari was finishing up, Sayoko happened to come upstairs.
Seeing that the room, which had been a mess last night after all that teaching, was now neat and tidy, she looked at Hikari in surprise.
"Eh, Hikari-kun, why are you doing all this so early in the morning? Aren't you tired?", In Sayoko's eyes, tidying up was work she should be doing, and she was used to doing it alone. Seeing Hikari help finish everything made her very surprised, but also warmed her heart.
Hikari casually smiled and said, "Messing it up was mostly Auntie's responsibility, but I had my share too, so I just cleaned it up. As for whether I'm tired, Auntie should know better than anyone."
Hearing that, Sayoko's jade-like legs beneath her skirt lightly pressed together, and she shot him a reproachful glance.
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"Yes, yes, I know. I know you're overflowing with energy and never get tired. Breakfast is ready. Let's go downstairs and eat together."
"Okay," Hikari smiled and stood up.
Sayoko also walked over, virtuous and considerate, helping him put on clean clothes.
After he was dressed, she kissed him on the cheek.
Hikari didn't hold back. Pulling her delicate body into his arms, he pressed a long kiss onto those soft, rosy lips.
When they separated, Sayoko's lovely, fair face was faintly flushed, a sweet, happy smile hanging at the corners of her mouth.
Seeing how happy she looked, a warm current flowed through Hikari's heart as well.
Like lovers whose relationship had suddenly undergone a qualitative change after first love, the two of them cuddled together for a while before going downstairs to eat breakfast.
After breakfast, Sayoko still wanted Hikari to stay at the izakaya a bit longer.
"Hikari-kun, Auntie will probably be fine by the afternoon," There was an unmistakable expectation hidden in her tone, clearly still quite attached to yesterday's lesson.
But faced with the seductive plea of the beautiful, mature aunt, Hikari shook his head and refused, "Auntie, I have to leave after breakfast. I still have some things to take care of. But as long as I have time, I'll come by the izakaya often."
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