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"Although I did a terrible job at first, I worked hard every day and now I am the most beloved employee in our company."
“I don’t believe he’s the kind of person who would stalk and imprison someone.”
"Why are you so sure?" Shirakawa Natsu looked at the middle-aged boss and felt that he was also a man with a story.
"Because many employees have come here," the middle-aged boss said, pointing to the photo. "And some of them have a light in their eyes, which is the look of expectation for the future."
"Shota is the kind of man whose eyes shine with light when he's working. A man like that wouldn't commit a crime."
"I understand, thank you very much." Shirakawa Natsumi bowed to the middle-aged boss and left.
When he returned to his apartment that evening, he was carrying a portable hard drive.
It contains video footage copied from Miwako's husband, Taro's, computer.
One of them features him as the male lead.
With two amazing skills, the Yellow Hair Massage Technique and the Invisible Human, infiltration and intelligence gathering are incredibly easy.
"Why is it that I seem to be using an unorthodox skill in a proper way?"
Shirakawa Natsu shook off this strange thought that had suddenly popped into her head.
The time soon came to the third day.
Hojo Maki personally escorted Shota to the court and submitted the litigation documents.
Shota was escorted by two police officers and sat in the dock.
Miwako attended as a witness.
Her husband, Taro Tanaka, sat in the audience.
The judge struck the gavel, which signified approval: "Regarding Ms. Miwako's police report, allegations of stalking and imprisonment, do the representatives of both parties have anything to say?"
“Yes.” Shirakawa Natsu stood up. “I need to ask Ms. Miwako a question. Please grant me permission, Judge.”
Chapter 309 What is Yellow Hair?
“Miss Miwako, I want to know your true thoughts, because it relates to whether I reveal the truth of my investigation.”
Shirakawa Natsu stood up and looked directly at Miwako:
"In your report, you said that after Mr. Shota imprisoned you, he used various tools to force you to have sex with him."
“But according to our investigation, during the time Shota was imprisoning you, he was still going to get off work as usual and did not restrict your movements.”
Do you have any explanation for this?
Miwako's expression remained unchanged: "Because I can't be sure if he's secretly monitoring me."
After she finished speaking, Shota, one of the two prison guards, gritted his teeth, his eyes turned red, and he lowered his head.
"So, you were forced to have sex with him all along, right?" Shirakawa Natsu confirmed again.
“Yes.” Miwako nodded coldly.
“However, as far as I know, that’s not the case.” Shirakawa Natsu narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at Miwako:
"When you had sex with Shota, you were not forced, but rather the one who took the initiative, and you preferred the woman-on-top position."
“You kept demanding things from him, even all weekend, all day long.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a commotion erupted in the courtroom.
Aunt Mafei's eyes flashed with a strange light as she looked at him curiously.
Shota jumped to his feet and turned to look at Shirakawa Natsu: "Why..."
"Sit down!" Shirakawa Natsu said coldly.
"Silence!" The judge slammed his gavel down. "Professor Shirakawa, please take responsibility for all your words spoken in court."
“Every word I say is supported by evidence.” Shirakawa Natsu looked at Miwako: “Ms. Miwako, please answer my question.”
Shota wanted to say something, but was stopped by the police on both sides.
“That’s not true,” Miwako continued to deny.
"Why do you look so happy and affectionate when you're with Shota, even acting like a wife, seeing him off at the door, welcoming him home, cooking for him, and doing his laundry? Answer me!"
"No!" Miwako's face turned cold.
"Why would Shota work so hard to save money and plan to marry you!" Shirakawa Natsu's eyes flashed with anger.
"That's just wishful thinking on his part!" Miwako shouted back, glaring at Shirakawa Natsu. "Everything about him disgusts me!"
Shota's head gradually lowered, as if all hope had been extinguished.
"Do you really think Shota's love for you is a burden?" Shirakawa Natsumi's tone calmed down.
"Yes," Miwako replied decisively.
"Don't you have any feelings for him at all, not even the slightest?" Shirakawa Natsu glanced at Shota and asked the question on his behalf.
“No,” Miwako said firmly. “It just makes me feel disgusted.”
"Then what is this?" Shirakawa Natsu picked up the USB drive in her hand: "If you are imprisoned, why would someone in the room record all of this?"
"Huh?" The whole room erupted in commotion, and everyone's eyes turned to the small USB drive in his hand.
Miwako's face turned pale instantly.
In the audience, Tanaka Taro looked utterly astonished.
"No!" Shota suddenly stood up. "Stop talking! Let's stop here. I confess!"
"It was I who imprisoned Miss Miwako. I admit that all my actions were wishful thinking."
After he finished speaking, he bowed to everyone:
"sorry!"
After he finished speaking, he looked at Shirakawa Natsumi: "Thank you, officer. Can you destroy the USB drive?"
“I’m sorry, Shota.” Shirakawa Natsu shook her head: “You’ve misunderstood something. Your feelings or sacrifices have nothing to do with me. All I have to do is find out the truth and let the judge convict me based on the facts.”
"No!" Shota roared, "You'll ruin her."
"Please let this gentleman quiet down," Shirakawa Natsumi gestured to the two policemen.
The two young police officers, recovering from their shock, reached out and forcibly pressed Shota down.
“Then I’ll start from the beginning.” Shirakawa Natsumi took out a document: “Shota was a scumbag during his school days. He liked to molest and coerce older women into having sex.”
"After he couldn't make a living in his hometown, he came to Tokyo and quickly set his sights on Ms. Miwako, who showed him kindness."
“He took advantage of Ms. Miwako’s kindness, violated her, and recorded the video to threaten her into having sex with him multiple times.”
"So, the kind-hearted Miwako was turned into a firearm by you and became your slave."
“Make her read the Slave Declaration and send these videos to Miwako’s current husband, Mr. Tanaka Taro.”
"But Tanaka Taro did not abandon Miwako."
After Shirakawa Natsu finished speaking, she looked at Shota meaningfully: "On the contrary, it was you who fell deeply in love with Miwako during the process of getting together with her."
"You dyed your blond hair black and found a proper job at a car wash."
"You start putting in more effort than others, and quickly gain the recognition of your colleagues and boss, becoming the most popular employee."
"You start to save money and put your hard-earned money into the bank."
"Because you want to marry Ms. Miwako and give her a happy life."
"To be honest, you are very hardworking and successful, so when the police were investigating, everyone said you were a good person."
"That's right, you are indeed a good person now."
"But unfortunately, Miwako doesn't love you; she has always loved Tanaka Taro."
Shirakawa Natsumi waved the USB drive in her hand: "Do you know what's inside this? You think it's those videos you filmed? No, it's not."
"This is a video that Tanaka Taro filmed when you and Miwako were living together."
"No, that's impossible!" Shota clutched his head. "It was just me and Miwako at the time!"
Shirakawa Natsu sneered: "Judging from the angle of the video, the person filming was hiding in a closet or something similar."
"Do you understand? When you and Miwako were in love, a man hid and filmed everything. And to do that, Miwako had to cooperate."
"The reason she called the police is because you want to marry Miwako, which is something she cannot tolerate."
"Just like Miwako's answer, your desire to marry him will only make her feel disgusted."
"And you are still indulging in self-pity, wanting to take the blame for her."
"You're the one being NTR'd when you fall in love with him!"
"No!!!" Shota clutched his head, letting out a desperate scream: "This isn't real! You must be lying to me, right!"
He looked at Miwako with pleading eyes: "You said you would be my slave forever!"
“Yes.” Miwako nodded: “But the person I love is Tanaka Taro, and you want to marry me.”
"Ha...haha...hahaha!" Shota let out a desperate laugh, his soul ripped away, and collapsed to the ground.
Chapter 310 Auntie Lost
"You seem to be in a bad mood?" Aunt Mafei handed a cup of coffee to Shirakawa Natsumi. "You've done a great job."
"It's not that I'm in a bad mood, it's just that I feel a bit conflicted." Shirakawa Natsu took the coffee, and naturally took her hand with his right hand, pulling her closer to him.
Consort Ma smiled and sat down beside him.
Shirakawa Natsu crossed her arms, one elbow resting against the outer edge of the fullest part of her breasts.
This was his usual tactic when he was with Aunt Mafei; he appeared compliant on the surface.
A strange, aching feeling crept in from the shadows, waves of numbness rising within me.
“The videos you obtained by breaking into Taro’s house were illegally obtained and will not be used as evidence for conviction.”
Aunt Mafei didn't mind his little movements and moved closer to him, making it more comfortable for his elbow to hit her.
"However, the footage on Shota's computer is enough to prove that he violated the women's will."
Forcing Miwako into sexual intercourse initially resulted in a three-year prison sentence; subsequent threats via video surveillance could ultimately lead to a sentence of four to six years.
"Well, he really did lose completely." Shirakawa Natsu shook his head. What a fine blond guy, ending up like this.
He turned to face Aunt Ma Fei, looking at her mature and beautiful profile:
"Auntie, according to our agreement, this is also true love. You lost, so you have to promise me one thing."
He paid attention to Aunt Mafei's changing expressions.
He's nitpicking over the words; if he gets rejected, it will be very troublesome.
Aunt Mafei smiled enigmatically, her alluring eyes seeming to gaze upon a child with a hazy, curious heart.
Shirakawa Natsu didn't know what her aunt's gaze meant.
I don't know exactly where it will lead me.
She smiled and nodded, "Okay~ What are your requirements?"
Shirakawa Natsu, though a seasoned veteran, suddenly seemed to transform into an innocent young man under the aunt's gaze, swallowing hard.
"Let's go to the hotel."
"Okay." Aunt Mafei took his hand and placed it behind her back.
"Uh." A look of surprise flashed across Shirakawa Natsumi's brows. This was a courtroom; wasn't holding hands a bit too bold?
Passersby occasionally turned their heads to look back.
But most of the attention was drawn to Aunt Mafei's pretty face and graceful figure.
The two entered the hotel.
Ma Fei readily presented her ID card to the front desk to check into a room.
The receptionist gave them a friendly smile.