Chapter 20 Section 7

Another week passed after meeting Hayata.There have been no significant changes around Zhelang.Hayata seems to have followed the agreement and did not go around to inquire about the news from his former golf friends. "But we can't relax. After all, the opponent is that shrewd Hayata." Risako said.That night, the three of them hadn't been together for a while.Because Risako and Zhelang often go out because of their respective jobs. "Hayata is very good at reading the opponent's mind and using his tricks." Mizuki said, "He has seen through the opponent's blitz tactics several times and helped the QB, right?"

"yes." The blitz is a surprise play played by a defense that anticipates the passer and targets the opponent's quarterback, linebacker, linebacker, linebacker, or quarterback as the opponent passes the ball quickly from between the legs to a teammate behind. The defender intercepts the ball.Zhe Lang is also often recruited. "I've been worried all day long. I don't know when Hayata will come here. If he sees Mizuki, he will definitely think of something. That's why I want Mizuki to dress up as a woman." Mizuki didn't respond.She still only wears men's clothes.Zhe Lang knew the reason, so he didn't help Li Shazi.

"Anyway, it's really tricky to be targeted by Hayata. We may be able to get information through him, but the price is too high. It's all because of Sugai's big mouth." Risako's mouth twitched downward. "Don't say that, that guy is not malicious." "I know that." Although Xu Bei said that he didn't want to have anything to do with this matter, he called Zhe Lang's house twice within this week.Sure enough, he was still worried about his former partner.However, Zhe Lang is most worried about Nakao.He hasn't been in touch since the last time we met.Zhe Lang thought to himself, give him a call tomorrow.

Zhe Lang and the others are completely unaware of the police's movements.But since Mochizuki is ambushing in the hotel, it means that the police have already focused on Xiangli.On the other hand, the police must also be tracking down the bartender who quit his job in the hotel immediately after Togura was killed.Zhe Lang thinks the question is, did the police know that the real identity of the bartender is a woman?Or the police simply don't know about it.Because Mochizuki mentioned the man who came in and out of Kali's house.Would it have occurred to the police that the man was the missing bartender?Meiyue said that Xiangli did have such a boyfriend.

"We can't rely on optimistic speculation." Risako reached for the cigarettes on the coffee table, and when he found that it was empty, he immediately squeezed the cigarette box as if wringing a towel, and threw it into the trash can beside him.The cigarette box almost missed and fell to the floor, but she had no intention of picking it up. That night, not long after Zhe Lang got into bed, he heard a sound outside.Someone opened the living room door and slammed it with a rude slam.He thought to himself, is Mei Yue going to sneak out again?So he lay on the bed and was fully alert.But what followed was the sound of another door opening and closing.He breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.Everyone inevitably goes to the toilet at night.

Zhe Lang thought to himself, what posture does Meiyue use to go to the bathroom?He found it pointless to think about it, and smiled wryly in his heart.Since she has not undergone sex reassignment surgery, she still has female excretory organs on her body, so she should not be able to stand up and urinate like a real man. Then there was a strange sound, like someone hammering something.Zhe Lang listened attentively.After a while, I heard it again.This time it was two consecutive beeps, and after a while, several consecutive beeps were heard.Boom, boom, boom, boom. Zhe Lang straightened his upper body.Risako probably heard it too, and got up from the bed.

"What's that sound?" "It must have been made by Hiura." "What is she doing?" "Go and see." Zhe Lang pushed aside the quilt and got out of bed, and stepped out of the dormitory to stand in front of the toilet door.The sound came from inside.Boom, boom, boom—it sounded like someone beating a wall.There were also groans.No, it wasn't a moan, it was a cry. "Hey, Ripu." Zhe Lang called out, "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?" The sound stopped.When he was about to scream again, the door suddenly opened and almost hit Zhe Lang on the forehead.

Mizuki rushed out from inside.Seeing her appearance, Zhe Lang flinched instantly.She was wearing a T-shirt on the upper body, but naked on the lower body. She opened the living room door and fled into the living room as if fleeing.Zhe Lang then followed.It was pitch black in the living room, and he wanted to turn on the light, but retracted his hand before pressing the switch.There was an intuition that sent out a warning signal in his mind-the light should not be turned on. Meiyue faced the balcony and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.Faint light came in through the gaps in the curtains, forming complex shadows on Mizuki.

He made a sound mixed with groans and cries, took off his T-shirt and held it in his hands, and fell to the ground on the spot.Her back lying on the ground was trembling. "Ripu..." Zhe Lang walked towards her. "Don't come here!" Mei Yue said with a choked voice, "QB, please." "But..." Zhe Lang said halfway, holding his breath.He saw a mark on Mizuki's strong inner thigh.Even in the dark, he could recognize that it was a bloodstain.His mind went blank for a moment, speechless. Zhe Lang felt movement behind him.Looking back, Risako was looking into the toilet.She definitely knew what was going on, and walked in with a frank face.She reached for the light switch.

"Don't turn on the light!" Zhe Lang shouted. Risako seemed startled, and retracted her hand.Her eyes probably haven't gotten used to the darkness yet, squinting at Zhe Lang and Mei Yue alternately. "That...is it here?" Mizuki didn't answer.Of course, Zhe Lang can't say anything. "How's the situation?" Risako wanted to get closer to Mizuki. Zhe Lang blocked her. "Don't go near her." Risako frowned unexpectedly and stared at him. "why?" "Don't lean over, just wait over there." "Why?! You just got out!"

"I'm going out, so you go out too." "What are you talking about? Only women understand this kind of thing." "Hiura is not a woman." "Her body is a woman? That's why this happened, isn't it?" "It's not a physical problem, it's a psychological problem." "At least it's a physical problem right now?" Risako pushed Zhelang away and approached Mizuki.Zhe Lang found that Mei Yue froze. "Bastard!" Zhelang grabbed Risako's arm and dragged her into the corridor.She cried: "It hurts, what are you doing?!" Zhe Lang pressed Risako against the bedroom door, and she glared at him fiercely. "let me go!" "You don't understand Hiura's mood at all." Zhelang opened the bedroom door, made Risako face the bedroom, and pushed her in.She collapsed on the carpeted floor. "Calm down!" Zhe Lang closed the bedroom door, but did not return to Mei Yue's side.He thought she should be left alone now, and opened the door of the adjoining studio. He sat in a chair and rubbed his face, bewildered by this unexpected development.He should have thought that Mizuki, who stopped taking hormone injections, would face such a day.This problem is more serious than wearing women's clothing or changes in appearance. His eyes subconsciously looked around the room and stopped at one point.Where the negatives were hanging a few days ago, now there are developed photo papers—B5-sized black and white photos. Zhe Lang leaned over to look.That was the photo Risako took for Mizuki a few days ago.In the photo, Mizuki is naked from the upper body, looking at something with her chin resting on her hands.Her lips seemed to be smiling, but also seemed to be whispering something.Maybe it's because of the shadow, her breasts look unexpectedly swollen, and her whole body curves are very provocative. Zhe Lang realized that the photo aroused his sexual desire, so he put down the photo.Feelings of self-loathing rolled through her like little waves. The sound of the bedroom door opening could be heard, it seemed that Risako had come out into the corridor, and her footsteps sounded apprehensive.Soon, she knocked on the door. "Please come in." Zhe Lang replied in a low voice.Risa opened the door and walked in. "What are you going to do?" she asked Zhelang. "I am thinking." "I'm very worried about that kid." "Yeah." Zhe Lang nodded, thinking to himself: Mei Yue must be very hurt if she knew that she was called "that child". "It's not good to ignore it, she might get into a dead end." "But it's not good to go to the sand." "So what are you going to do? What can you do?" Zhe Lang couldn't answer.The current self can't save Mizuki at all, Mizuki probably hates being treated like a woman.However, what is happening to her now is the evidence of being a woman. Zhe Lang picked up the phone on the table and glanced at the clock at the same time, it was past two o'clock in the morning. "Where are you calling so late?" Risako asked. Zhe Lang didn't answer, he opened the notepad, looked at the phone book and pressed the number keys, praying that the other party was at home. The phone rang five times, and when it was about to ring the sixth, the other party picked up the phone. "Hello." The other party's voice sounded sleepy.Drowsiness is natural. "Hi, it's me. I'm Nishiwaki." After receiving Zhe Lang's late-night call, the other party also guessed what it would be.He answered in a low voice, but sober. "What happened to Mizuki?" Nakao Kosuke asked. About thirty minutes after hanging up the phone, the doorbell at the entrance rang. Nakao wore a trench coat with a long hem over the sweater.Compared with when he came here before, his dress is much rougher.Probably because he didn't have time to take care of his grooming, his bangs were a little messy, hanging down on his forehead. "Where is she?" He was the first to ask when he saw Zhe Lang. "living room." "doing what?" "I don't know. I want her to be my photography assistant temporarily." "Okay." Nakao nodded and took off his shoes.His right shoelace was untied. Zhe Lang watched as he opened the living room door and walked in, and went back to the bedroom with Risako.Zhe Lang wants to gamble on the relationship between the former couple. No, maybe the word couple is inappropriate—Zhe Lang recalled the conversation with Mizuki in the park.It turns out that Mizuki is not the only one who has been in unrequited love. "Why is Nakao so thin?" Risako asked while sitting on the bed. "yes." "He looks like he's lost a lot of weight." "Probably I have experienced a lot of things, whether it is work or family matters." "Are you still involved in this kind of thing...?" No way, Zhe Lang kept these words in his mouth. "I'm asking you," Risako pushed aside her bangs. "What should I do? I want to respect Mizuki's wishes, but I feel very uneasy about letting that child continue to dress up as a man. Don't you think so?" "I feel terrible." "Then what should we do?" Risako pressed Zhelang with reproach.He sat cross-legged on the floor and folded his arms. "Stay silent again? Just meditating like you can't solve any problems at all." "I just don't want to be hasty." "My proposal is hasty? I think I have fully considered Meiyue's departure." "You didn't consider Mizuki's mood." Hearing what Zhe Lang said, she sighed heavily and lowered her hands. "Again? You keep talking about your mood, you don't understand her mood, do you? If you understand..." "Ripu her," Zhe Lang interrupted her. "I like you!" Zhe Lang knew that she gasped.Since her back was facing the night light, her face was backlit and her expression could not be seen, but Zhe Lang knew that her eyes were widening. After a while, she said, "What...?" "I heard what she said before, but I hesitated whether to tell you." In fact, Zhelang is still a little hesitant now.Even when I said it, I regretted "I might have done something irreparable". "Aren't you just kidding..." "Who are you referring to? Me? Or Hiura?" Risako shut her mouth and lowered her head.Seeing her appearance, he thought: Maybe she is not surprised.With her keen intuition, it is impossible for her not to notice Mizuki's intentions. "Mei Yue said that she likes you as a man, and she hopes to be a man in front of you." Risako remained silent, and Zhelang didn't say anything more.In the dark bedroom, only her somewhat disordered breathing could be heard. After a while, I heard the sound of the living room door opening, and someone came to the corridor.Zhe Lang got up and opened the door, Nakao stood in front of him, a tired smile appeared on his thin face. "How is she?" "Well," Nakao walked into the dormitory and said to Risako, "She said she wanted to handle it by herself. If you have more, please lend it to her." With a knowing expression on her face, Risako got out of bed, opened the closet, and squatted in front of the closet. "Also, he also wants to borrow underwear." "Oh, good." Zhe Lang walked towards the cabinet where his underwear was placed. Then, Nakao said: "No, if possible, Takakura's is the best..." Zhe Lang put one hand on the drawer and turned his head in surprise, Risako also squatted on the ground and looked up at him.Nakao looked back and forth between the two with astonished expressions. "She wants women's underwear, and please lend her some clothes. It's best to wear sportswear at home. Does Takakura have any?" "I don't have sportswear. If it's home clothes, I should have something I can borrow for her." "That's fine." "Is this okay?" Zhe Lang asked Nakao. "Yes, she herself agreed." Nakao's voice was low but firm, "I'm waiting on the opposite side, can you bring it to me?" "Yeah, okay." Risako replied. After Nakao went out, Risako put her usual home clothes on the bed.There are no skirts in it.Zhe Lang found this out, but did not reveal it. "This one and this one..." Risako picked stretchy pants, a T-shirt, and a thick shirt.Each piece is based on black. If a woman wears it, it may look feminine, but if a man wears it, it will not look funny. Zhelang walked to the living room, Nakao sat on the sofa alone, and Mizuki was nowhere to be seen.The Japanese room sliding door on the inside was tightly closed. "Sorry." Nakao saw Risako standing up. "This should be our line." She handed him a change of clothes and a plastic bag from the convenience store. Nakao held those items and opened the Japanese room's paper sliding door about thirty centimeters.Zhe Lang and the others couldn't see what was going on inside.The light in the Japanese room seemed to be off. "Gao Cang borrowed it from you. Do you know how to use it? After all, you have used it for several years." Nakao was probably joking, but Zhelang couldn't laugh. Nakao closed the sliding paper door and sat down on the sofa. "Sorry for bothering you all the time." "Don't apologize to me." "We also want to help Mizuki." "I feel a little relieved when you say that. However, I plan to help her find a place to live someday. I can't keep bothering you. But before that, please bear with me for a while." "I think it's better for Mizuki to stay here." Risako said, "It's better for someone to watch her. Otherwise, I don't know what stupid things she will do." Nakao shook his head slowly. "That guy won't turn himself in to the police. I just talked to her about it." "You agreed? Really?" Risako asked suspiciously. "Really." Nakao looked determined, and Zhe Lang thought to himself: Where did his self-confidence come from?How did he convince Mizuki to let her resume her feminine attire?Zhe Lang wanted to know very much, but he couldn't ask on the spot. The paper sliding door opened.The door is not difficult to open, but it is awkward to open.When it was about fifty centimeters apart, Mizuki appeared from the other side.She looked down at the ground. "It suits you very well." Nakao said to her. Mizuki breathed a sigh of relief, scratched her head and neck, and then sat down beside Nakao. Zhe Lang thought to himself, she really is a woman.Although the dress is not very feminine, the impression it gives has completely changed. "Sorry to trouble you." Mizuki raised her head, looking at Zhelang and Risako alternately. "Let you see my embarrassed side." "No, it's not embarrassing at all." Zhe Lang said.Risako also nodded silently. "I stained the floor. I've mopped it." "Don't take it to heart." "Sorry." Mizuki apologized again and lowered her head again. Zhe Lang glanced at her chest, it seemed that it was still wrapped in floating cloth, without the curves that a woman should have.The clothes that Risako handed over to Nakao also had a bra, but she still didn't want to put it on. "Besides apologizing, don't you have something to say to both of them?" Nakao said to Mizuki. "Oh." She nodded slightly, and turned her gaze back to Zhe Lang and the others again.Her eyes were bloodshot. "I'll follow Risako's instructions. If that's the best way, I'll just do it." "Do you mean temporarily resuming women's attire?" "Well, I can't be arrested by the police." "That's right." Risako replied briefly.Knowing Mei Yue's heart, her mood must be very complicated. A dull atmosphere enveloped the four of them, and everyone seemed to be lost in their own thoughts. "Then, I'm going back." Nakao set his gaze on the watch. "Sorry to ask you out at this time." "No, it's a good thing you found me." He glanced in Mizuki's direction, then stood up. Zhe Lang sent him to the entrance alone.Originally intended to send him downstairs, but Nakao insisted on refusing. "It's cold outside, so it's good to send it here. But Mizuki will ask you to take care of her." "I know." When he returned to the living room, Risako was smoking a cigarette in a daze.Mizuki seemed to be in a Japanese room.She probably didn't want Risako to see herself in women's clothes. Zhe Lang couldn't think of what to say, so he went to the kitchen to drink water.While he was drinking water, Risako finished smoking and left the living room without saying a word. Zhe Lang didn't want to go into the dormitory right away, so he sat where Risako sat just now, and couldn't calm down because he was worried about Mizuki in the next room.There was no sound in the room. There were Lisazi's cigarettes and a lighter on the coffee table, and Zhe Lang reached out and took one out of the cigarette case.He used to smoke cigarettes, but only on a whim, without addiction.He picked up the cigarette, held it close to the flame of the lighter, but extinguished the flame before the cigarette could ignite.He couldn't stand the suffocating atmosphere, so he opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and walked to the balcony.The cold wind caressed his cheeks.He rested his elbows on the railing and picked up the lighter again. At this time, he found a VOLVO below.Just like when Zhongwei came before, he parked on the side of the road. How strange, he thought.Nakao has been away for a while, so he should have driven away long ago. Zhe Lang held his cigarette in his mouth and looked down for a long time.He changed his mind, maybe it wasn't Zhongwei's car.But no matter the color or the model, it must be his car. What is he doing……? Zhe Lang thought to himself, he should be on the phone in the car.After the revision of the Road Traffic Law, it is prohibited to use a mobile phone while driving.Nakao is someone who strictly follows the rules. However, that doesn't seem to be the case, since the cars can't be seen emitting exhaust fumes.Except for the headlights, the lights on both sides were not on.It's impossible for someone to make a phone call without starting the engine on a cold morning like this. As soon as Zhe Lang returned to the living room, he threw the cigarette in his mouth on the coffee table, went out to the corridor, and walked directly to the entrance.Risako seemed to have said something in the dormitory, but couldn't make out. Zhe Lang walked out of the house and boarded the elevator, feeling an inexplicable commotion in his heart. He got out of the elevator on the first floor, and halfway to the door, he saw Nakao squatting in the corner of the entrance hall, so he stopped. "What's wrong with you?" Zhe Lang rushed over in surprise. Nakao squatted and turned around.He was pale, but there was still a smile on his face. "What are you doing, why did you come down?" "Why? I looked down from upstairs and found that your car was still there. I was worried what happened to you. Are you feeling unwell?" "No, it's not a big deal." Nakao leaned against the wall and stood up.He pressed his right hand around his waist.As if because of the severe pain, his expression was distorted in an instant. "Is it the waist?" Zhe Lang asked. "Well, it's a kind of neuralgia." "Neuralgia?" "Well, but don't worry. I originally planned to get a massage today. If you massage well, the symptoms should be relieved." He moved his feet with his hands on the wall. "It's better if you don't try to be brave. Would you like to go to my house to have a rest?" "No, I'm fine. Tolerating this level of pain during the game is a matter of course." "It's not the same now as it was then." "Indeed, we're all getting old." Nakao seemed to be desperately trying to maintain a smile.He just opened the self-locking automatic door with such a forced smile. "Don't tell Gao Cang and Mizuki, I don't want them to worry." "I'll drive you back." "I said, I'm fine." Nakao took a deep breath, then straightened up. "Sorry to make you come down here. You can go home now." "Are you really okay?" "Ok." Even so, Zhelang still couldn't rest assured, and watched Nakao walk out of the apartment until he got into the Volvo.As the car moved forward, Zhe Lang saw Nakao wave his hand gently. After returning home, Zhe Lang was still very worried.He was full of suspense, and after a while, he tried to call Nakao's mobile phone. However, the phone didn't work.Zhe Lang convinced himself that it was because he was driving.