Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

Miss Fujiwara came over.

Speaking of the time that was really unreservedly relative, it was only the time at Ms. Fujiwara's house.

At this moment, Shimizu Sakiren was still a little shy.

Shimizu Sakiren grabbed the waist edge of the jeans and took them off swiftly with a swish. Naturally, the time now is as fast as possible.

Everything seems to be fine, Shimizu Sakiren thought about picking up the light yellow dress hanging on the hook, but there was a cold feeling close to the birthmark.

It's cold, it's better to say it's slightly lower than human body temperature, it's just because Shimizu Sakiren is a little nervous that the feeling expands.

"Every time I see it, I think my wife's birthmark is very beautiful, and the shape and color of the heart are also very suitable. I like it very much."

From behind, Shimizu Sakiren heard Fujiwara Yuki's calm, almost whispering voice.

"Occasionally, I wonder whether I should also get a tattoo that is exactly the same as my wife's."

Shimizu Sakiren lowered his head slightly, and Fujiwara Yuki's fingertips swirled along the outline, which made people shiver uncontrollably.

"Youxi, these are your own wishes, don't ask for my opinion."

"That's right."

Fujiwara Yuki let go of her hand after saying this, she put Shimizu Sakiren's shoulders, and turned her around.

So far, Shimizu Sakiren has no room to back down, and can only look at those scorching pupils, and some incomprehensible feelings are burning fiercely in the golden color.

Shimizu Sakiren was a little embarrassed, she lowered her head and quickly pulled the high-waisted dress away.

The soft fabric brushes over the calves, hips, and waist, and finally puts on a beautiful one-shoulder.

Fortunately, nothing happened, Shimizu Sakiren let out a breath.

Shimizu Sakiren turned sideways slightly, showing her clean back to Fujiwara Yuki.

Called her name once to indicate that it is time to start zipping, "Youxi."

Just like the ritual feeling of cutting the ribbon for the opening of a store, Ms. Fujiwara's sense of accomplishment is really inexplicable.

In the corner of the eye, Fujiwara Yuki's hand slowly moved towards his back.

At this moment, Fujiwara Yuki said in a tone that revealed the mystery, "Do you know why I told you to change out of your ugly clothes?"

"Ok?"

Isn't it to satisfy her strange desire?

"The police department has already investigated the place where Suzuki died. However, I told the police officers not to deliberately look for him. He often runs away from home, right?"

Fujiwara Yuki's serious answer made Shimizu Sakiren a little overwhelmed.

"Yuki, how do you know?"

Fujiwara Yuki gently pressed Shimizu Sakurei's blond hair that spread out like seaweed, and slowly pulled the zipper to the top.

"I have to do my best for everything about Mrs. Saki's love. As long as you like me, wife, you can rely on me unconditionally."

It turned out to be a secret investigation.

Shimizu Sakiren was unmoved by her love words, and all her attention was on Suzuki Masaki. She turned her head and asked eagerly, "Where is Suzuki Masaki now?"

Fujiwara Yuki smiled, "In a place where only beautiful and rich ladies can enter."

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If Line: Chapter 214 [IF Line] Shimizu Saki Koi's Counterattack 10

The unknown bodyguard pulled the black door handle, and Sakiko Shimizu gracefully got out of the car while pressing the hem of her skirt.

Looking up, you can see the gorgeous buildings and the huge sign "Senmecho" in front of you.

It's not time to light up the gorgeous neon lights, and the jade-built buildings in front of you are shining brightly in the daytime. Every tile and every inch of the ground has been wiped clean. In the splendor is the extravagance and luxury of money.

"Is this... where only beautiful and rich women go?" Shimizu Sakiren asked cautiously.

Fujiwara Yuki also got out of the car from the other side, leaned against Shimizu Sakiren, nodded and said: "Yes."

This is still only the gate on the ground floor, what kind of landscape will it be at the top of the towering building?

Shimizu Sakiko never knew that there would be such a unique place in the gangster flower street.

The more luxurious it was, the more uneasy she felt. The devil in her heart was screaming, and a terrible idea was born unconsciously.

Shimizu Sakiren bit her lip, she stared at the Senmecho sign for a long time, grabbed Fujiwara Yuki's lace sleeve, and asked worriedly, "Is this the kind of place...?"

That kind of place refers to the male public relations shop.

Japan is a very awkward country, weird and hypocritical. Although the custom industry is legal on the surface, it has a unique rule. In the words of the catering industry, dine-in is a crime but take-out is not.

And when the profit reaches 200%, Renti will do anything for this benefit, and even violate the bottom line of human nature and law.

Whether a 15-year-old boy will be blinded by money or lose himself in such a luxurious place is hard to say.

The human heart is the most fragile.

Fujiwara Yuki squeezed Shimizu Sakiren's soft hand, and comforted, "Yes, but Senme-cho needs a membership system to enter, and all the members are beautiful women, so don't worry."

For Shimizu Sakiren, it is not as simple as Fujiwara Yuki said, people are people, no matter what gender, identity and appearance, they will breed darkness, and even reach the extreme of darkness when they have money or no money.

Shimizu Sakiren frowned, gritted her teeth and scolded angrily, "Masao Suzuki is only 15 years old, if the boss is a conscientious person, he wouldn't do such a thing!"

"Don't believe the rumors," Fujiwara Yuki smiled slightly, "Don't draw conclusions too early on some things, maybe the results will be unexpected. After all, seeing is believing and hearing is not."

"That kid Suzuki is only 15 years old, can he have the ability to play around with adults? This is a place where even the Patrol Office cannot enter."

"That's because the Patrol Agency doesn't have enough financial resources to come in. Senmecho needs VIP certification from the Central Bank of Tokyo. Mr. Nakamura really can't do it, so now we have to go out and bring your elementary school students back."

Fujiwara Yuki frowned, and carefully trimmed the side hair on Shimizu Saki's forehead, "How is it? Is Teacher Shimizu confident?"

"Of course, take Suzuki Masao back as quickly as possible." Shimizu Sakiren stood on the spot and raised his head, his eyes staring straight at the word Senmecho, with a serious expression on his face.

……

The main user targets of Chime-cho are rich and powerful women, and everything is based on women's experience, so the guards are all handsome and strong young men.

Before stepping into the lobby of the building, a faint fragrance can be smelled in the air. Compared with the tangy perfume, it is not strong and makes people feel the right floral fragrance.

The first floor is very bland, no different from a normal hotel lobby.

The waiter in the suit stood upright in front of the counter. He looked at Fujiwara Yuki respectfully, then bowed slightly as if he had received an order in advance, and reminded in a deep and magnetic voice,

"Good afternoon, beautiful lady. Welcome to the women's hall. The membership day event in Senme Town will officially start at [-]:[-] p.m., so stay tuned."

Fujiwara Yuki gave a faint "hmm", then handed over a gold-encrusted card, the waiter flipped through it a bit, then took out two exquisite bracelets from the counter, and handed them over with the card,

"Here's your safety bracelet, have fun."

Shimizu Sakiren took the bracelet and took a look. The pure white material is exquisitely crafted and exquisitely crafted. If you don't pay attention to it, it looks like a beautiful jade bracelet. There is a tiny blue spot on the side that is hard to detect button.

Seeing Shimizu Sakiren's curious expression, the keen waiter quickly explained, "This is a pager. In order to ensure the safety of female customers, as long as you press the button, an exclusive staff from Senmecho will come to you as soon as possible. arrive."

It looks pretty human.

"Let's go, Saki Koi, let's go to the entertainment floor on the eighth floor first."

The way of calling has changed from the previous wife to Saki Koi, which is Shimizu Saki Koi's own request, because calling like this will make people misunderstand that she is Fujiwara Yuki's wife, which makes people's scalp tingle.

Fujiwara Yuki held Shimizu Sakiren's arm, and pressed her close like a sloth. When she was close to her ear, she lowered her volume,

"All the newly recruited public relations will be displayed on the stage during the membership day in the evening. There will be many people present. If you are named by a client, it will be difficult for Masaki Suzuki to find them. So we have to do it as soon as possible, when there are few people. He took it back."

"Is it legal here?"

"It's not legal and no one knows, is it?"

While whispering, Shimizu Sakiko and Fujiwara Yuki walked towards the golden elevator arm in arm. Passing by the tea area, Shimizu Sakiko saw short-haired women in suits and uniforms and long-haired beauties in dresses.

From the appearance point of view, they are all first-class beautiful women, but they don't seem to be visiting customers.

Their clothes are all of the same style, and there is a gold-plated nameplate on the left chest close to the heart.

They are... waiters?

Shimizu Sakiren asked with some doubts, "Why are there still women?"

"No, it's a female publicist~"

Fujiwara Yuki suddenly smiled lightly, his long and narrow eyes carried a hint of playfulness, nimbly like a cunning fox, holding Shimizu Sakiren's arms tighter and tighter, the charm of a female figure was transformed into The pressure on the arm hits.

"Have you forgotten, Misaki Koi? In this world, of course there are women who like beautiful women~"

Shimizu Saki Koi opened her eyes wide... no wonder it is called the palace of women.

Fujiwara Yuki frowned slightly, noticing the change in Shimizu Sakiren's expression, she smiled close to Shimizu Sakiren's ear and explained,

"But don't worry, I won't come to this kind of place."

The warm air came to the ears, as if trying to soften people's hearts, with some flattering meaning.

Of course, it is impossible for Shimizu Sakiren to believe what Fujiwara Yuki said, and being able to enter here unimpeded means that this sentence is a lie.

You can't believe a word of Ms. Fujiwara's words.

"You don't have to explain this to me."

Fujiwara Yuki blinked brightly, "But I like to explain this to you."

"En." Shimizu Sakiren, who was already immune to Fujiwara's love words, responded lightly, and Ms. Fujiwara's words came in from the left ear and came out from the right ear without thinking.

Although Ms. Fujiwara is not a simple womanizer, she is definitely a Teddy who will go to a beautiful woman whenever she sees it.

"Don't believe it?"

Shimizu Sakiren twitched the muscles on her face and said perfunctorily with a polite smile, "I believe."

Before he knew it, he had already walked to the elevator, and the golden elevator finally landed on the 1st floor while the numbers jumped.

Time to get on the elevator.

The silver elevator is clean and quiet, nothing is there, but you can still see the infrared camera when you look up.

Fujiwara Yuki was still reluctant to let go of Shimizu Sakiko's arm for a long time at this time, Shimizu Sakiko could only take her into the elevator like Siamese twins.

At this time, Fujiwara Yuki, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, she leaned forward slightly, and squeezed Shimizu Sakiren into the narrow corner of the elevator.

And her height is exactly six centimeters taller than that of Shimizu Sakiren. As long as Shimizu Sakiren lowered his head and the red-lighted camera, he would be unable to capture what they were doing anyway.

The slightly cold hand was inserted into the soft five fingers of the other hand, first the left hand, then the right hand, both hands were completely subdued and stuck to the even colder metal wall of the elevator.

"It's my fault that we can't make our Saki Koi feel like this kind of emotion. It seems that I have to behave well today~"

"Let, too, too, feel, receive, reach, I, full, full, of, love, meaning."

……

The elevator door opened slowly, and Shimizu Sakiren wiped off the lipstick marks left on her cheeks with a white tissue with no expression on her face.

But because it is a waterproof lipstick, there is still a little smudged redness left, which cannot be wiped off no matter how much I rub it.

Miss Fujiwara is a teddy dog! ——Sakiren Shimizu came to the following conclusions.

The instigator, Fujiwara Yuki, smiled wide-eyed, his eyes narrowed into crescents, like a cunning fox who succeeded in stealing a chicken.

"If you still don't believe it next time, I can only kiss Saki love enough to believe it."

Shimizu Sakiren took a deep breath, "The eighth floor is here, now let's think about what happened to Masaki Suzuki first, and then... discuss what Yuki wants to do."

Fujiwara Yuki immediately recovered his seriousness, and his smiling face suddenly became serious and indifferent, giving him the feeling of a cold and arrogant beauty.

"The eighth floor is the drinking area, and it's also the business area for the publicists. If Masaki Suzuki becomes the recruited male publicist, then we will be able to see him at first sight when we are selecting."

"But if not, it's hard to say, because it is said that the selection of the male PR is personally selected by the boss. There is no specific standard. Whether Suzuki Masao will be selected is still a mystery."

"Then try to have Senmecho pick out all the male PRs. If Suzuki will be born here, no matter what he looks like, I can recognize the child at first sight."

Shimizu Sakiren nodded, looking at the golden palace extended by the expensive wool carpet, feeling a little uneasy suddenly.

It seemed like something would change just by taking this step.

Fujiwara Yuki clicked his tongue in displeasure, his eyes darkened, "I'm really upset that I went to find another man, even if it was to find a student."

Shimizu Sakiren wanted to ignore Fujiwara Yuki's complaints, but she was not familiar with everything here, so she could only rely on Fujiwara Yuki, so now she had to coax her well before thinking about other things.

"Yuki, what do you want me to do?"

"That's up to you to decide tonight."