Chapter 29 role of ugly women

Fukuji Fujiko decided to resign from the publishing house. ——She has worked in the publishing house for 13 years, joined the company at the age of 22, and worked as an editor in the editorial department of a weekly magazine for 10 years. She is a veteran. She is a famous woman.Short hair mixed with curls, blazers, men's trousers — the look stuck for nearly a decade.The so-called nearly 10 years, in the two or three years when she first joined the company, she was still dressed as a young girl. Later, for some reason, she changed her previous dress and became that "attire".Some people ridiculed behind her back that she changed her outfit because she felt that she couldn't find a partner with her appearance, and she couldn't even get married.Perhaps it was this motive, since, when she was young, there had been no rumors of affairs, or even a romantic partner.

Fujiko Fukuchi never wears makeup on her face, and her short hair and clothing have no femininity at all. She is completely masculine, and she is an ugly man.The tone of speech is not like a woman's, and it has long been a natural masculine tone in front of the guests, and there is no distinction between men and women among the editors, and some rude language is used. People who met her for the first time, at first glance, no one thought she was a woman.She wears men's suit jackets and men's trousers, which are qualitatively different from women's fashionable men's fashion clothes.She wears that outfit all year round.

Because of this, Fukuji Fujiko stands out with her unique demeanor.Speaking of Fukuji Fujiko, no matter who has a bad memory, he will immediately think of the image of the editor who was "male and not female". She wanted to get married hard, but it wasn't impossible, but the conditions were not ideal. Either she wanted to be the stepwife of an elderly man, or she wanted to marry an uncultivated small businessman or a small employee of a small and medium-sized enterprise.To her, it was unseemly.Due to her working relationship, she has been in contact with celebrities for a long time, talking and laughing with some knowledgeable people on an equal footing. ——

When Fujiko Fukuchi told the director of the editorial department of her intention to resign, the director thought that she must want to work independently as a freelance reporter. "I often want to pick and write something." Fujiko Fukuchi couldn't help saying embarrassingly, "Now, I want to change my life." Her tone suddenly became gentle like a woman's, and the director of the editorial department was startled, staring blankly at her face. "Are you going to get married?" Unknowingly, the voice was loud, and the editors around raised their faces together.

"No, what is marriage? It's not the same thing as marriage. In common sense, people might think that..." Maybe it has never happened in 10 years, Fujiko Fukuchi blushed. "Who is he?" The director asked with great interest on behalf of all the editors. "Oh, I can't say it yet." "Oh... is he from our company?" An elderly editor who had recently lost his wife appeared in the director's mind. "Where is it? It's not from our company." Fujiko Fukuchi used women's language again. When she said it was not from our company, there was a hint of contempt in her tone.The director couldn't help being taken aback, thinking that she must have caught an unexpected guy, so he tentatively said:

"We also know that person?" "Well, maybe I don't know him directly, but if I say his name, maybe..." "Maybe you know? Oh, it's not easy, is it a famous person?" "I don't know if he's a celebrity or not, but he's often featured in women's magazines." Neither the director nor the other editors could guess who it was.Who was reported in the women's magazine?A columnist who talks about destiny?I don't know what the so-called form of marriage refers to in common sense?As soon as she left the editorial room, the editors in the room began to talk about it.

According to Fukuji Fujiko's explanation to her closest colleague later, the other party is a rookie in the beauty industry and a genius, Miyama Michio. Although she is married to him, it is not an ordinary marriage, nor is it a cohabitation.They respect each other for their respective situations and personalities, combine when they visit each other, and live together for a certain period of time.After this kind of married life, if both parties are satisfied, they can get married in a normal way. ... There is a saying called contract marriage, you call this contract cohabitation, right?

When the women heard that the other party was Michio Sayama, their eyes widened in surprise, and they asked how they would live in the future. … "Well, how should I put it, I don't know what to call it, anyway, it's different from ordinary people, but I always want to get married. "...Then, is there a ceremony? "Well, don't want that vulgar form, but it's still necessary to gather relatives and friends together for a tea party. When Fukuji Fujiko went to the editorial department to say goodbye to her resignation, her short hair had grown longer, her face was wearing makeup, she was wearing a fashionable new suit, and she was wearing high heels.

The resignation was Okano Masahiro - the first instance judgment was not long. -a year ago. At about 6:30 p.m. on the opposite day of May—— Fujiko Fukuji visits Sadolo in the beauty salon.In the room on the second floor. The decor in the room has a modern comfort.The design of the store is luxurious and elegant, and the atmosphere of the owner's room is consistent with the decoration and borrowing of the store. "It's a bad coincidence that you came here on purpose, because I have something to do, and I have to go out for a while." Zhu Shan said to Fu, who was sitting on a chair and smoking.

"What? You said you wanted to treat me tonight." "I want to entertain you. I will entertain you outside. There was another matter just now. I have to go out around 7:30, and I will be back in an hour. You wait for me." "Can't we talk on the phone?" "It's hard to tell in nonsense, if you don't go, you can't, if you don't meet, it's easy to cause misunderstandings. … I will sit with you until 7:30, and I will go out after 7:30, and you will wait for me in less than an hour.You can read books and watch TV. When I come back, we will go out together and have dinner at Hotel A. "

"There's really no way." Fujiko Fukuchi reluctantly agreed.It seems that going to Restaurant A with Sayama for dinner is very hard for her. At around 7 o'clock, after Yanagida came to say hello, there was the sound of employees leaving downstairs.Sayama looked at his watch. "After 7 o'clock, the employees in the store will get off work. In another 30 minutes, the female employees who leave work late will come to the room to say goodbye. I went out before they came, so you pretend to be talking as loudly as I am here. Talk, will you?" "why?" "Employees will guess when they see me leaving you alone in the house." "I'm not afraid." "But I can't. Leaving a woman alone in the house, what will others think?" "As soon as I became a boss, I became careful with my employees." Fujiko Fukuchi said with flushed cheeks.Sayama watched her expression, stood up from the chair, and put an arm on her shoulder very naturally. "Hey, Fudi, help me. When the female employee comes to the door, she has to unscrew the door at the entrance of the stairs, and she will know it when she hears the door. As soon as she comes, you just pretend to talk to me and talk casually. The female employee just said, I'm off work, good night. It's become a routine. As soon as she hears that there are female guests, she won't come in the house." "If she knocks, you stick your head out and say I'm in the bathroom." "So mysterious!" Fujiko Fukuchi said to herself. She said it was mysterious, not because she doubted Sayama's actions, but because she was worried that she would be seen through by the employees in that situation.Shan's hand was on her shoulder.She felt itchy and heavy in her shoulders. "Oh, it's ok, don't worry, I'll be back soon. Okay? It wouldn't be nice for the employees to see me leaving you here by yourself." Sayama looked at Fukuji Fujiko's face with a gentle smile, and patted her shoulder lightly two or three times with that hand. Not long after Sayama left the room, the door on the stairs rang.The female employee said goodbye to Michio Sayama and came. Fujiko Fukuchi spoke up quickly. "The young people nowadays are really ignorant and know nothing. The new editors who came to work in our editorial department this year talk all day long about political ideas and Sartor's attitude of resisting power; but , It's embarrassing to ask him to write an article, he can't speak Japanese at all, and the words are full of typos, and the words are crooked like a bible.... Oh, it's good that you don't need to write for your work here. But those female customers who come to the beauty salon, their appearance She seems to be quite knowledgeable, but maybe her stomach is full of straws, don't look at her sanctimonious appearance and pretending..." The footsteps in the corridor faded away, and there was another knock on the door, and the female employee left. It was 8:10 when Michio Sayama returned to his room.Fukuchi Fujiko never heard the door or footsteps before he came back. Doffer was panting heavily, as if he had come back from a run, and his face was slightly pale.However, he didn't seem excited. "So fast?" "Well, it will be done soon." "Sachiko won't be here today?" "No, I heard that she has a date with Okano-kun." Dofu stood up and took a few puffs of cigarettes, and then said, "Maybe Okano-kun wants to call here... If he calls, you go and answer it." , try to pretend to be a young woman's voice." As he spoke, his face appeared to be a joke. "Still playing with the voice? The female employee came here just now, heard my voice, and left without saying anything." "Ah, is that so? You worked hard." Daotian chuckled, "You still do this, if you say later on the phone, I'm Okano, you can call me loudly, yes, try to be more intimate .” Maybe the following words made Fukuji Fujiko happy, and she smiled softly. "Is Okano really going to call?" "Well, I will probably call within 30 minutes. If not, maybe I will call tomorrow." "So Okano is at Sachiko's now?" "right "Ah, I see, you want Okano to think that there is a young woman playing with you, and he will tell Sachiko so that she will be jealous, right?" "yes. "It's really interesting. Sachiko will be very jealous. I don't want to be a clown between the two of you. Afterwards, Sachiko will be angry with me when she finds out it's me." Fujiko Fukuchi said happily.Within five minutes, the phone rang. "You're really right." As she spoke to Doffer, she went to the telephone and picked up the receiver. "... Hey, who are you?" I heard the other party ask, "Is Mr. Xiang Tiger there?"Fujiko Fukuchi asked while pinching her throat.As soon as she heard it, she knew it was Okano.Hearing him reply "I'm Okano", he quietly covered the microphone with his hand and shouted: "Dorph, call." This sentence is also deliberately pretending to be a young woman's voice. "Who's here?" Dove also asked with his own eyes. "He said his name was Okano." "Call now, what's the matter?" Fujiko Fukuchi thought it was funny, and handed the receiver to Dofu. "Hello, hello," said Dolph. "Hello, hello" yelled two or three times, and Dove put down the receiver. "What's wrong" "Nobody said anything." "Oh, something went wrong?" "He doesn't talk, well, maybe something's wrong." "Okano may have left Sachiko's apartment. It was on the public phone. I heard the sound of coins falling. I can't call him now. I will try to call Okano's apartment later." "No need, anyway, he knows he will call." Dolph sat on the chair and sat there absent-mindedly, as if he had something on his mind. "Hey, don't you want to eat? I'm hungry." "what time is it now!" "It's half past eight!" "It's 8:30? Well, how about it, wait another 30 minutes and go at 9 o'clock... Yes, call a car." Fukuchi Haruko didn't understand why he had to wait in the house until 9 o'clock. "I want to wait for the call." Dolph tied his feet to the opposite chair and held the cigarette between his fingers. The ash was so long that it was about to fall off. "Waiting for someone's call, Guang Daofu woke up from his trance as if relieved. "Hey, it's from Okano." "Oh...well, maybe I'll call again." Before the cigarette reached his mouth, the ash fell on the carpet. "I'll call. I couldn't talk just now. . . . Coming soon." Ten minutes passed and the phone didn't ring. Fujiko Fukuchi looked at the phone and then at Dofu's face.She sank into the sofa, and the leg resting on her lap kept shaking.Staying in the same room with the astor at night, I can't help but feel dull and tense.I wear masculine attire on my body, so I usually have a masculine consciousness, but at this time the inner turmoil is feminine.Perhaps it was the deliberate performance when he answered Okano's call just now, which affected his psychology. Dolph smokes silently all the time, which also adds to the air in the room. "Hey, the call hasn't come yet?" Another five minutes passed.Fujiko Fukuchi tried her best to restore her masculine tone, but she couldn't. "yes. Dolph seemed to be still thinking about something. "I'm hungry," she said. Daotian frowned and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray. "What's wrong?" "Well, a little headache." "Headache?" "Maybe you have a cold?" "The weather is so good, how can you catch a cold?" "You must have caught a cold while sleeping last night, and you're fine in the evening." "Is there any medicine?" "I don't have that here." "Still a bachelor after all." The words she said unintentionally proved that she was a woman. "It's a pity," said Dolph, rubbing his hand on his forehead, "I can't seem to go out tonight." "It's all right. How's it going? Is it hot?" "I might have a fever later, I'm afraid of having a fever." "Have a rest earlier?" "yes" "I'm leaving now, do you want to call Kazuko?" "Excuse me, she wasn't in the room when I called. She said that she would go to a friend's place after 8:00 pm, so Okano may have left early." "Whether the lower tube is there? Let me call and try, maybe it's still in the room." Dofu steals the call from Fujiko Fukuchi from the fingers covering his forehead.She took her hands off the dial, put the handset to her ear, and waited for the line to connect.It seems that the sound of connecting is beeping, and the signal has come out.She held the receiver and switched it to the other hand as if she was tired, looking at Dove with an expression that seemed to say: No one. However, Doufu felt the time was longer than Fukuji Fujiko, and trembled slightly as if he was afraid that Sachiko Edamura would get up to answer the phone.He was worried about someone else's voice on the phone.What if someone walked into that room?Even if no one goes in, the constant ringing of the phone will call the people who live next door into the house.It's too early - put it down!Dolph couldn't help shouting at the insensitive woman. "There's really no one." Fukuji Fujiko finally put down the receiver. "One step late." A stone fell to the ground in Dove's heart.The voice of Sachiko Tsukimura did not appear on the phone, and Fujiko Fukuchi confirmed her death for him. He leaned on the table, closed his eyes, and said in his heart, it's great, it's great, he got rid of her completely, and regained his original freedom. He thought he would be her slave for the rest of his life, but now he finally untied the noose up. With that little help—just keeping her actions a secret on the day Masako Hatano was killed—the rate child wanted to force her into a marriage, proclaim herself a wife, and rob her of all her income. (You are an artist, you don’t need to think about the management of the store, you just focus on your work. You will stand out even more. I will be the manager of the store, and I will manage it, and it will definitely run well. When my wife is the manager, I will devote myself to studying art. I know a lot of famous painters. I interviewed some famous painters in "Women's Corridor". Those famous painters are all managed by their wives.) What is the wife of a famous painter, what is "Women's Corridor"... —Dofu believes that Sachiko Edamura's intention is to grasp the real power of the business. All income must be controlled in her hands, and everything must be pushed to her word.Money and property must be managed by her, and bank accounts and securities must also be controlled by her in the name of management.She has money and power. (I am doing this for you, it will only benefit you, so you can do it with confidence!) She sat at the table, looked at the account book on the table, and smiled proudly.The beauty salon business calculates interest on a daily basis, and bank employees come to the door every day, and she is the one who negotiates with the bank.The more familiar women are, the bolder they become. At first it was a negotiation, but gradually it turned into a one-sided report, and finally it became an afterthought. Dove thought, she wants to treat me as a servant and only give me a certain amount of pocket money to work.It's not unknown who is the boss, the real power is in the hands of the woman who is the manager.She just wants me to work, and as long as she is my wife, she will exploit me for the rest of my life.Almost being treated as a "dead horse" for her sake. What a famous artist!It is true that the wife of a famous painter acts as a manager, nominally allowing him to concentrate on his work, and she herself negotiates with the art dealer to let him paint, it all depends on what the wife says.Therefore, the art dealer is not to please the husband, but to please the wife.Painters are not sought after by art dealers, but driven by their wives.The painting fees are all controlled by the wife, and the amount of change depends on the wife's face, so the poor painter has to secretly draw some sketches, color paper, etc. to the art dealer, and barely make do.A poor "dead horse" artist, the body of a beauty who was deprived of freedom by his wife. ——Sachiko Techimura saw many such images of slaves when she was an editor, so she came up with this idea. Sachiko's marriage to him was not an expression of love.After a long time, the love between the two has blunted, replaced by shrewd scheming.Women are just that.Sachiko is smart by nature and full of bad ideas.To seize that small opportunity is to kill me and make me a slave for life.It was an inescapable slavery, and she would shoot mocking glances at the slightest thought of escape. (Want to escape from me? I will send you to the gallows! Which way do you think is better?) This is so unreasonable!Sachiko Jimura didn't help at all, didn't make any efforts, and didn't take any risks. She was in a position where she was definitely not an "accomplice", and she was in a position where she would never die together if she was exposed. . "Any criminal who harbors or transfers a crime equivalent to a fine or more, or a prisoner who has escaped from prison, shall be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of not more than two years, or a fine of not more than 200 yen." (Article 103 of the Criminal Code) "When a witness sworn in accordance with the law gives false testimony, he shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three months but not more than three years." Article 169 of the "Testing Law") Sachiko Techimura doesn't apply either.She neither harbored criminals nor transferred criminals. To be precise, Dove was not yet a "criminal".Sachiko didn't witness Dofu killing Hatano Masako with her own eyes, nor did she participate in his plan, nor did she hear him say that she would commit a crime. It was just her "suspect". "Suspect" cannot constitute "harboring or transferring criminals". Nor does it constitute perjury.Sachiko had not been interrogated on this matter, and certainly did not qualify as a "witness sworn in accordance with the law." In addition, she is legally and morally under no obligation to report her "suspect" to the police.Because the "investigation" of the Hatano Masako murder case does not exist.Masako Hatano committed suicide. However, the criminal consciousness of "knowledge is equivalent to hiding" is a tacit understanding between him and her, and in the profit and loss statement in exchange for the mutual understanding, it is obvious that he is seriously in the red. Dolph thinks that there is no reason to be forced to marry a loathsome woman and be exploited by her all her life. This unfairness cannot be tolerated. This arrogant, greedy and jealous woman will consider herself a wife all her life, which is already unbearable. Endure, she will deprive him of his freedom, take his money, and drive away his mistress, and the thought of it makes her dizzy.Rather than surviving like that, it is better to die. Dolph thought, I am still young, and there are still many, many happiness waiting for me in the future; that woman's spirit is old and her body is exhausted, who is more valuable to stay in this world?She can develop new technologies, give energy to women in the world, and bring beauty and happiness to society. In contrast, she is the one who should die. ——The gods will also recognize this fairness. "Hey, how is it?" Fukuji Fujiko approached him worriedly.Dove kept covering his head, she came to see his condition. "Well, there's still a little..." Dolph's face was pained. "Is it burning badly?" "pharynx" "Using a thermometer to measure it?" "There is a thermometer." "Really, you don't have anything here,...I'll try." Fujiko Fukuji put her hand on his forehead.The palms are warm. "Oh, I don't seem to have a fever." She wanted to withdraw her hand.Astoria took her hand.He holds it naturally.Fujiko Fukuchi couldn't figure out his mind for a while, if she hurriedly shook off his hand, it seemed that she was worrying too much. "If I put my hands down for a longer time, I feel hot." "yes?" Fujiko Fukuji placed her palm on his forehead again.My palms are hot. "How is it, is it hot?" "I don't feel hot." Her eyes turned to one side, her expression seemed to be testing her body temperature, but her breathing was not calm. "Oh, it's internal heat. It's not hot on the outside. The heat accumulates in the body, making the whole body sore." "Go to bed early." She advised him. Dolph obediently stood up and began to take off his shirt, showing great difficulty in taking off the sleeves. "Help." The voice was tired and weak. "Oh?' She helped Dolph take off his shirt behind him.In front of him was his back in a white shirt. "Hang your coat in the closet." Fujiko Fukuchi did as he was told.Open Yangmen.There are several suits hanging on the hangers inside.At that moment, Dolph unbuttoned his tie and handed it to her. When Fujiko Fukuchi turned around to hang her tie, he suddenly caught her from behind.His wet, hot lips pressed against her neck as she rocked from side to side. Fujiko Fukuchi wanted to say something, but didn't speak.She didn't know what to say at this time.For a long time, I have been accustomed to male attire, and habit and nature are fighting fiercely.She used to participate nonchalantly in the lewd conversations of male editors and copywriters, while the actual scene was almost never involved.She could almost hear her own heart beating.On the neck, the skin kissed by the man's lips was trembling, the blood vessels under the skin were dilated, and the whole body had indescribable convulsions.She couldn't stand, shaking her shoulders, opening her mouth, twisting her waist, her mind was hot.Dove bit her ear, and the pain touched her senses, making her cry out. This time it was Doofu who took off Fujiko Fukuchi's suit.She pushed half and half, and almost lost her freedom.Take off the men's jacket, take off the tie, unbutton the shirt, take off the shirt, revealing the women's underwear. Doffer mumbled a few words, but there was no real content.At such times men say almost the same thing.It's just that he didn't dare to be too casual with Fujiko Fukuchi at the beginning, but when he knew she was an ordinary woman after a while, the initial restraint disappeared completely, and he was finally able to do whatever he wanted. Dove took her hand and walked to the bed.Fujiko Fukuchi shuffled along obediently as if she was extending her hand to the doctor. Seeing the bed, Fujiko Fukuchi turned her face away, and was immediately pushed down on the bed by Dofu.Lie flat on the bed, legs together, hands covering face. Dolph turned off the bedside lamp and began to unbutton her trousers. Although it was not easy, it was not so difficult.Then, he straightened her body, put her head on the pillow, and covered it with a quilt.So she stopped struggling immediately. Dolph went to the window and looked down. No one was standing in the street looking up.Of course, the police wouldn't pay attention, Sachiko Tsukimura was still lying there. Seeing the street light, he closed the curtains and returned to the original position. Fujiko Fukuchi was still lying motionless under the quilt, her shoulders twitched when she couldn't see her breathing, which was exactly the same as the corpse of Sachiko Kimura. When Doo got Fukuji Fujiko's body, he knew she was no longer a virgin.He was amazed.Strong surprise is accident. Fujiko Fukuchi is over 30 years old.It is common sense impossible for a woman of this age to be a virgin.But for her, the general opinion is that she is inexperienced, and everyone may think so. Of course, this is closely related to her ugly appearance and strange dress.She was dressed in a man's attire from top to bottom.Instead of baggy women's trousers, she wore men's trousers.She joined the crowd of rustic men, discarding everything that could attract the opposite sex from herself, and even her voice imitated the accent of men.Small eyes with single eyelids, flat nose, thick lips turned up, even a man is an ugly man. —On the other hand, she realized that she was not liked by the opposite sex, and in order to eliminate that humiliation, she became a man.Therefore, when he found out that Fukuji Fujiko had already had a relationship with the opposite sex, Doo was deeply surprised. What kind of man the opposite sex was at that time became an interesting question.If it was a man who loved her purely, it would be surprising; even if he chose her on impulse, it would be surprising enough. When making love with Dofu, because the man pulled out her emotional soft plug in one fell swoop, the female instinct that had been closed in Fukuji Fujiko's body suddenly rushed out.At that time, her will had faded, and no one had the physical desire to greedily demand for her organs. What a strange state, Fujiko Fukuchi bowed her head in front of Dofu like a sinner afterwards.She was obviously ashamed, but it wasn't because of their adultery just now, it seemed that she felt ashamed and sorry for him knowing that she was not a virgin. In order to comfort the embarrassing Fujiko Fukuchi and to satisfy her fasting stomach, Dofu called a taxi, and the two went to the hotel together.In the taxi, he treated him like a regular guest, keeping the driver from seeing their special relationship. "Door operator, what time is it on time?" After getting into the car, Dove asked as if checking his slow watch. After arriving at the hotel, he checked his watch several times, each time trying to impress the other party with his appearance. "What time does the restaurant open?" He put his face in front of the waiter driving the elevator and asked, and then asked if there were many guests staying in the restaurant. After sitting down in the restaurant, he stared at the menu for a long time, making the waiter wait anxiously, and asking this and that about the content of the menu, and asked the price taker to look at his watch, asking him how many minutes it would take to serve the food.Here he does not treat Fujiko Fukuchi as a personal friend, but as a business guest.Doffer looked left and right, as if looking for any acquaintances to come to the restaurant.Seeing a customer who often goes to a beauty parlor who looks like an actress, he casually walked to her seat and greeted her even though the other party had a companion present. Fukuji Fujiko didn't blame Dofu for being unsteady and rude, but sat at the dining table docilely like a kitten.She didn't bother to wonder why Dove did this. Fukuchi Fujiko's stock is still red.She regretted not bringing cosmetics with her at this time.Of course, "manly" she doesn't need to carry a handbag.However, no matter how she looks, she has begun to undergo a qualitative change—reverting to a woman.She hardly spoke, and kept her head down. She shyly put the spoon into her mouth, and gently manipulated the knife and fork.The image is still male, but the action is female. Michio Sayama knew that Fujiko Fukuji was an honest person.Since she had not been associated with men as a woman in the past, she was honest in heart.She has been living among men as a "man" and has never experienced the difficulties of women, but she is a "lovely woman" by nature. At this point, she is obviously different from Sachiko Techimura.Xingzi is strong-willed, scheming, and sinister. Fukuji Fujiko has none of these characteristics at all.While eating, she recalled the scene an hour ago like a dream, as if even if it was a dream, she still wanted to keep the unexpected dream firmly in her chest. Once the people around know that Fukuji Fujiko is their woman, they will be stunned because of the accident. They must not have thought that he would like that ugly woman, and some people will even say that Sayama is picky, so he picked a treasure. However, Dove doesn't care if others don't know the inside story.Of course he didn't want to officially marry her as his wife, but he had to give her similar treatment right now.There is a reason for this, and of course others don't know it. Even if he breaks promises and breaches the contract in the future, Fujiko Fukuchi will never be as angry as Sachiko Edamura, and will only thank Chen for giving her that position.For her, that kind of treatment is really unattainable luck, and Fujiko Fukuchi knows this best in her heart. She must try her best to refrain from words and deeds that make him angry, and she will become a female slave who keeps secrets for him because she has an inferiority complex towards him.It's completely different from Sachiko Techimura. Forgive her for being unattractive, and socialize with some beautiful women temporarily.Fukuchi Fujiko couldn't be jealous, she knew she didn't have that qualification. Dofu took Fukuji Fujiko to the door of the house in a taxi, and then returned to the beauty salon.She lives with her mother, younger brother, and sister-in-law in a secluded place along the Central Line. The house is old and large. Back in his room, there was no change in the room, and there was no sign of Sachiko Edamura's change. He took a shower and went to bed.Fatigue suddenly emerged from his body. On the bed, there were still the wrinkled strokes that Tongfudivine rubbed out while sleeping.He thought of her body.I didn't expect that she had experience before. Of course she didn't ask her who the other party was, and she didn't plan to ask in the future. It was meaningless.It's just that, beyond his expectation, her body fully satisfied his instinct. ——Because she has not had a relationship with a man for a long time, she seems novel and nervous. With the repetition of the love process, he becomes excited and paralyzed, while she takes the initiative to attack. Some fruits are ugly on the outside, but delicious on the inside.The beauty of God's providence lies in the fact that fruits are the same as people.All are natural objects. Dolph gained confidence.From this point of view, for a certain period of time, he can live in harmony with the ugly Fujiko Fukuchi.Even if others don't understand, there is no need to feel humiliated, doing so at least provides some level of balance. —In the evening of the next day, Fujiko Fukuchi hurried to his house.At this moment, she has her short hair permed long, with light makeup on her face, and she is not wearing men's trousers, but wide women's trousers. However, her face was as pale as a sheet of panic and excitement.Seeing that there was no one else in the room, she quickly took out a folded newspaper from her pocket. "Today's evening paper, Sachiko Edamura was killed in the apartment." "I see." Dove said, looking into her eyes with dragging eyelids, "I just came back from the apartment, and the police notified me around 10 o'clock in the morning." "You said you were strangled to death?" "It seems so. The papers say the body has been sent for an autopsy. The results will be known in the morning." "Does the murderer have a target?" "It seems not yet. The police questioned me for a long time, investigating my whereabouts from yesterday evening to this morning." Fukuji Fujiko sat on the chair.Dolph walked up to her. "I didn't tell the police what happened with your son last night. There's no need to tell. I'm a man, and I don't want you, a woman, to be noticed by the police and society." Fukuji Fujiko lowered her head, as if she couldn't laugh or cry.He put his arms around her shoulders tenderly. "How is it, Fujiko?" He called her Fujiko affectionately for the first time. "Last night I went out for 40 to 50 minutes on business around 7:30, and left you alone in the room. In fact, I went to a financial company on the street to negotiate a loan, because the other party only had time for a while. …Now that I have newly opened this shop, I have borrowed too much from the bank, so I have to borrow from usury. I can’t tell outsiders about this kind of embarrassing thing.” "But, I don't know when, Sachiko was killed last night. The time I went to talk about usury was within the time frame when she was killed. Of course, the police will come to find out my whereabouts, but I don't want to say Let's talk about usury, because it is related to the reputation of the store and my reputation. If it spreads to the society, my peers will slander me. I have many enemies, and..." Dove put Fukuchi Fujiko's shoulders on "Besides, even if the facts about usury are told, the police still need to know what I did around that time, because they don't know the exact time when Sachiko was killed. In that case, I I have to tell you what happened to you, although it’s okay to say it, but it’s too early to say it, I don’t want to make it a scandal, I have to think carefully before answering the police.” Fukuji Fujiko nodded in his arms.He said that it doesn't matter if the two of them talk about it. This sentence moved her, and his sincerity was contained in his words. "There is also the matter of Okano's call." In order to make her fully understand, Dove said slowly, "The call was made around 8:25. I just came back from talking about loan sharks." "right" "Okano may tell the police about it, and if the police ask you, you answer that it is true. However, we played a little trick on the tone at the time, because it was not expected to happen at all. Joking with Okano , you pretended to be a young woman's voice and talked to him intimately. This matter cannot be admitted. Otherwise, if you admit it, it will cause absurd misunderstandings, and people will think, what is the relationship between them? Just say, yesterday you did it for the society You came to me for the interview, how about it? Do you understand?" "Hey." Fukuji Fujiko responded with a voice that was completely transformed into a woman, and then looked up at Doo worriedly, "But, that would be bad for Okano, right?" "Okano..." Doo said heavily, "The police suspect that Okano is the murderer of Sachiko." "Ah, really?" "He was in Sachiko's room at around 8 o'clock last night, which happened to be when I went to talk about loan sharks. Okano had a motive for killing Sachiko. I don't want to speak ill of my friend. Okano has something against Sachiko." "I also have some feelings. I always feel that he loves her." "The filial son is not good either. She seems to have done something to seduce Okano. She is that kind of person, she likes to flirt in front of men, she is very hypocritical." "Sachiko has this characteristic, but you like Sachiko, right?" “哪里，开始喜欢她，渐渐地了解了她的品性，便讨厌她了。订婚也是幸子提出来，是硬逼的，她是个说到就要做到的女人。” “真的，……幸子是那样说过，她很自信。” 福地藤于此时一定想起了技村幸子送稿给她的那件事。 “她真令人讨厌，我被迫同她订了婚，自己的未来也没希望了，绝望了。”道夫觉得再说幸子的坏话是危险的，于是将话题转到冈野正一身上，“说到绝望，冈野眼看幸子和我的婚期临近，变得神经衰弱了。听幸子说，他曾好几次叫幸子毁掉婚约。幸子不答应，冈野就说要自杀。他说话时眼神凶狠，幸子生怕他逼她情死，叫我告诫冈野。我不相信，没给冈野说过，再说他还是我的朋友，那样的事怎么好说呢。我知道冈野情绪反常，但作梦也没想到他会杀害幸子。” “冈野真的杀了幸子？” “勘察正在调查，好像是真的。” “哎呀！”福地藤子打了个冷战。 “噢，是冈野干的那也没办法，我们只能防卫自己的安全，不愿无端遭到怀疑。即使落个嫌疑，我也名誉扫地了。事后就是查明凶手是别人，一度失去的信誉也不能马上恢复。社会上对起初的误解印象最深，因为这种事惹人注目。” 福地藤子抱有同感似的点点头。 “我好容易混到今天，不想蒙受嫌疑，不想败在敌人手下，我要继续攀登！” “你是天才啊！”福地藤子鼓励他。 “所以，不论警察怎么问，你都回答说昨天晚上一直同我在一起，从6点半到9点多一直在屋里同我谈话，后来到A饭1店去吃饭，饭后才分手。我也那样对警察说，两人口定要一样。凶手肯定是冈野，我们不要受牵连。” —虽然活中有些矛盾，福地藤子仍相信道夫说的。这是她昨晚一番快乐之后萌发的爱情导致的结果。久未享受过男人爱情的女人，一朝得到了男人就会激动不已。就是这种激动迫使她认为，忠实地听他的话是爱的美德。 与技村幸子不同，福地藤子是个无危害、无危险的女人，虽然为他提供不在现场的证明，也不会向他提出任何要求。