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The raucous bar was still bustling at dawn.
Takigawa Yukiko didn't know if it was because she had drunk too much or if she was just tired; she was practically sprawled on Fujisaki's body, the smell of alcohol and perfume mingling together. It wasn't unpleasant—it actually felt comforting.
Fujisaki thought to himself that he should have taken Yukiko to a hotel instead of bringing her to this bar. The atmosphere here was quite different from that of a hotel.
"Yukiko-nee, you've had too much to drink."
"No way! I don't drink that much. I can handle my liquor well, so I only drank this little bit. It's not much at all."
Yukiko stumbled around, muttering, "I'm not drunk."
She picked up a glass of wine from the table again. The glass wasn't large, but the alcohol content was high. She took a sip and exclaimed excitedly, "Fujisaki-kun, don't call me nee-san!"
"What should I call you then?"
Fujisaki leaned over Yukiko's waist, his breath warm as it tickled her neck, causing goosebumps to rise on Takigawa Yukiko's skin.
"Call me Mama!"
"Huh?"
Fujisaki was genuinely baffled by this.
But seeing Takigawa Yukiko's flushed face and her excited demeanor, he hesitated for a moment before calling out, "Mom?"
"Fujisaki-kun is so cute! This is your reward!"
Yukiko wiped the alcohol from her mouth with her tongue. It was spicy, sweet, and slightly bitter. Fujisaki realized then that she hadn't actually swallowed any of the alcohol—she had just been playing along.
The stimulation of the alcohol, the fear of being threatened, and the atmosphere of the bar completely loosened Fujisaki's grip. The rebellious part of him overpowered the calmness of a man who was supposed to be a husband and father, as if he had returned to his high school days, *that carefree and unrestrained time*.
"Takigawa Yukiko, do you want another drink?"
"Another one!"
"But you'll have to call me 'Dad' if you want more to drink."
"Hmph, dreaming. Who would call you that?"
Yukiko laughed, her laughter like a flower swaying in the wind.
"If you don't call me 'Dad,' then you won't get any more drinks."
"Fine, fine, I won't drink anymore~"
Yukiko wobbled unsteadily to her feet, stumbled, and fell onto Fujisaki. She whispered into his ear, "I've had too much to drink. Shouldn't we go home?"
Fujisaki nodded slightly, looking at Himeko sitting on the other side of the sofa. Himeko seemed to be lying down on the sofa, her legs clad in sheer stockings peeking out, appearing quiet but actually very shaky.
"Himeko-neechan, can you get up?"
"Fujisaki, you're underestimating me. I'm not about to fall apart."
Himeko looked up and stood up from the sofa.
She didn't know whether Takigawa Yukiko had really drunk too much or if she herself couldn't handle her liquor, which made her head ache.
Seeing that Fujisaki and Yukiko were leaving, she felt relieved.
Fujisaki gently helped Himeko stand up, letting Yukiko hold onto his right arm as they left the bar.
Although Fujisaki had consumed quite a bit of alcohol, his mind was surprisingly clear. A cool breeze outside sobered him up even more, and with his strong metabolism, he felt almost as if he hadn't drunk anything at all.
He didn't drive them back; instead, he called a taxi and headed to the nearest luxury hotel.
The driver was an elderly gentleman in his sixties. He glanced at the three of them but said nothing, dropping them off at the hotel entrance.
Supporting the two women into the hotel lobby, the evening hall was quiet, and no one paid them much attention.
The three of them, regardless of their age, were celebrities, so there was no need to worry about attracting attention.
Fujisaki cleverly booked two rooms, handed the key cards to Himeko, and asked, "Shall I send you both upstairs?"
Himeko felt embarrassed by her current state and didn't protest.
Yukiko probably didn't want anyone to see her face either. She buried her beautiful face in Fujisaki's arms, murmuring softly, as if she might fall asleep at any moment.
Driving the two women up to their suite, Fujisaki laid Himeko down on the bed. She immediately covered her head with a pillow, seemingly ready to sleep.
When he placed Yukiko on another bed, Fujisaki prepared to take a shower in the bathroom.
At this point, would he return to his own room? He certainly wasn't a pure-hearted young man—he wouldn't miss such an opportunity.
However, someone else was more eager than him.
Yukiko's silver high heels kicked him lightly on the ground. Wearing flesh-colored stockings, her delicate legs lightly brushed against Fujisaki's waist.
Fujisaki didn't resist. He let Yukiko pull him onto the bed beside her.
Looking at the flawless face just five centimeters away, the warm fragrance enveloped him, and his breathing gradually became faster.
"Don't leave..."
"I'm going to take a shower."
"No~ I want you to stay with me~"
Yukiko acted like a little girl, clinging to him.
At this moment, Fujisaki tried to gauge Takigawa Yukiko's reaction by saying, "You're married, aren't you, Yukiko-neechan?"
He wanted to see how Takigawa Yukiko would respond.
Who knew? Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, or perhaps Fujisaki had already prepared everything. His words didn't make her calm down; instead, she blushed deeply and replied, "Married? Oh, that sounds so embarrassing!"
This woman was far too cunning!
How could he endure this at such a moment? He absolutely couldn't tolerate it!
Himeko, who was half-asleep, heard what was happening around her. In her daze, she muttered to herself, *"Yukiko has finally gotten her wish."*
The alcohol had affected her, and she truly felt as if her head was splitting.
However, after Himeko took a short nap and the headache subsided somewhat, she suddenly woke up startled.
Yukiko didn't know when she had climbed onto her, her face flushed red, staring at her intently, her breath sweet like orchids, and her eyes filled with tears, making her look like a mess.
(Aieei) Most of the alcohol had worn off, and Himeko's expression changed. She cried out, "Yukiko, what are you doing?"
"Himeko, you can't escape today!"
"Are you crazy?"
Fujisaki rushed to help, but Himeko struggled fiercely, unable to break free from their grasp. She cursed angrily.
Gradually, her curses grew softer.
In the hotel room, there was only chaotic shouting.
...
At Tokyo Narita International Airport, a passenger plane landed.
A man with dark skin, wearing a knit cap and sunglasses, hurried through the airport terminal.
"Sister!"
A sudden voice caught Suishou's attention. A tall man with a beard approached him happily.
Suishou also couldn't help but smile upon seeing him.
"How did you come to pick me up at the airport?"
"It's nothing. Today I had nothing to do, and I heard you were coming to Kairo. We haven't seen each other for a long time, so I came to greet you."
"Did you hear that our little sister is also in Kairo?"
"Yeah, she's attending high school in Kairo now and stays in a hotel. It's rare for the three of us siblings to meet in the same place."
"Any news about Mother?"
"Not yet, but I suspect our little sister knows where Mother is. However, I didn't ask her, and you know Mother's identity. She might have an important mission."
Suishou nodded slowly.
As they walked and talked, Suishou stopped abruptly.
An elderly man in a sharp suit, hands in his pockets, stood in front of them.
Suishou looked at the old man and then at his brother, saying, "Since you have something to do, I'll leave first."
The old man smiled and said, "Don't forget to visit your family tonight, Brother."
Suishou shook his head and said, "It's a habit. Doing this job, it's not easy to gather the whole family. Let's walk and talk."
The old man named James Black was a special investigator for the FBI, and he was in charge of the operation.
This time, they were sent to Kairo to investigate stolen documents, but Black arrived earlier than Suishou.
They got into the car parked at the airport parking lot and continued their conversation.
"Do you have any information?"
Black drove while talking, steering the car toward Kairo.
"There is solid evidence indicating that this time, the person who stole important documents in Kairo belongs to that organization."
"Has she left Kairo?"
"No."
"How did you confirm it?"
"The CIA has collaborated with some intelligence organizations in other countries, including Canada and Italy. We plan to conduct a joint operation and have obtained detailed information about some members of the organization."
"This seems to be a trap and a deception, but at the same time, those documents are real. If the documents are fake, it won't fool the enemy. That person is a professional. Professionals always try to complete impossible tasks."
"So, it seems that the higher-ups have brought you here."
Suishou glared at the road ahead, gripping the steering wheel tightly. "This is the right choice. That organization owes me too much. I will make them pay dearly!"
"But this time, we may encounter some problems," Black warned seriously.
"What kind of problems?"
"CIA."
"Does the CIA also investigate that organization? Are they competing with us?"
Black stopped at a red light. He said solemnly, "No, it's more dangerous than that. There is evidence showing that the director of the CIA, Sinshe, is involved with that organization."
Suishou's expression turned grim.
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