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"The responsibility is heavy. What about the physical condition, is it okay?"

The burn on his back was still throbbing and stinging, but Hissumi didn't want Kiuchi to see through his weakness.

"Thank you for your concern, it doesn't matter now."

"...Is that so? Then you don't need nursing care anymore."

What a man who is good at disguising.

"I heard from Prosecutor Kamiya that it would be too troublesome to live in your house until the burn on your back is healed. But you want Prosecutor Kamiya to do this to pay off your compensation, right?"

"All in all, Kamiya said it was boring at my place, right?"

"...I'm worried about prosecutor Kamiya. He has his own career, identity and position."

"Are you really saying these things just because you're worried about Kamiya?"

Kiuchi's face became slightly tense when Kusumi sneered and refuted.

It's actually a pointless worry.

"Are you afraid that I will tell Shengu that you clearly know his intentions and still pretend to be ignorant?"

Kiuchi was speechless, it seemed that he was hit.

"I didn't think about saying that stupid thing to Kamiya to make him break up with you. I wouldn't solve the problem by doing that kind of stupid thing--speaking of it, Mr. Clerk, are you messing up the water so half-heartedly? Can you hug a man?"

"..."

"Ah, you won't stand up anyway, so you can just stir up the muddy water irresponsibly."

"Shut up! Neither I nor Prosecutor Kamiya are like that."

Hisashi burst out laughing unexpectedly, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

"what's so funny!?"

"That's funny."

Kusumi said those words while laughing.

"If you are also taken care of by Kamiya's 'caretaker', maybe you will stand up too."

Kiuchi's serious face was suddenly stained red.

"Don't insult Prosecutor Kamiya!"

"It's not an insult, it's just love."

"……whispering sound"

Seeming to be unable to bear it any longer, Kiuchi picked up his coat and purse and stood up.

"I have nothing to say to you, let's go directly to persuade Prosecutor Shengu."

"Don't take it so seriously. I have a lot of ways to solve the problem."

Hearing Hissumi's serious words, Kiuchi's expression was a little confused.

"--excuse me."

Kiuchi opened and closed the door emotionally, and walked out of the room.

... Judging from the fact that Kiuchi is going to persuade Kamiya, Kamiya still hasn't given up on coming here.Kusumi can be sure.

Kamiya is not that kind of man who only cares about his own convenience and escapes his own sin.

That's why he carefully applied medicine to Jiuyu's back every night, and performed oral sex for Jiuyu.From the heat of the mucous membrane, the wet eyelashes, and the red skin, it can be known that Kamiya is also aroused with lust.

Wants to be destroyed, wants to be punished, but Kusumi can't give him what he wants.

In fact, to be honest, even if he wanted to escape from Jiuyu, he would violate him, want to see him cry, and want him to be tightly bound by him.

However, that kind of temporary, vent-like seeking of Kamiya is meaningless.

I knew it when I was in that dock warehouse.

Even though he burned the tattoo for him, when Kiuchi appeared, Kamiya's gaze immediately turned to him.Deep in Kamiya's heart, his love for Kiuchi is tightly entangled.

——I want to strangle that beautiful longing with my own hands.

Cruel impulse rolled in his chest, Hissumi walked out of the reception room.

Hotta was trotting towards me from the corridor.

"There was a dispute at the meeting. I felt that the situation was not good, so I came to find Mr. Jiuyu. Has the secretary gone back?"

"Well. But we can't repeat the mistakes of the Ghana team here."

Kusumi smiled wryly.

On the Ghana team, the kidnapping of Kamiya incident started, triggering a deadly disagreement between the economic violence group led by the eldest son Hengyi and the militant faction led by the second son Dayi, which seems to have evolved into a formal internal struggle.Although the weakening of the enemy's strength due to killing each other is beneficial to one's own side, the internal structure of the Qiliu group has also developed into the same structure.

There was a clear split between the decent factions who wore suits, and the rioters who only wore suits.As an important branch of the Qiliu Group, Yingze Financial Co., Ltd. must properly suppress disputes at the meeting.

Factions divided according to educational disparity, college graduates adopting a strong stupid attitude towards those who are not college graduates.

This hateful point made Kusumi very annoying.If you take the importance of academic qualifications as a matter of course, then it is better to work in a general company from the beginning.

The chivalrous world also has chivalrous rules.That is something that cannot be lost even if it becomes an economic gang.If this part is lost, the so-called "extreme way" will also lose its meaning.

Although Jiuyu himself completed his university studies under the persuasion of his uncle, his temperament and values ​​are closer to those of the extreme people in the narrow sense.

With this status, Jiusumi cannot underestimate any party in this battle. The reason is that he wants to preside over the work as the vice president of Sakura Ze Financial Co., Ltd.The president, that is, his uncle, is very busy at the headquarters of the Qiliu Group, and rarely shows up in the company.The meeting ended with shouting orders, and even I was a little bored.

"By the way, is there any progress in that investigation?"

Hissumi walked towards the conference room, and asked Hotta who followed half a step away.

"It's okay, but after all, it was 18 years ago, and it will take a lot of time to investigate in detail."

"That's right, let's report as soon as possible."

"Understood... Ah, the other thing you explained is ready."

Hotta took out a thin, small paper bag from the inside pocket of his suit.

"This is a water-soluble powder, please mix it in your drink. It's colorless and odorless, so it won't reveal itself."

Hissumi took the bag and put it in his suit pocket.

"We're going to need this this weekend. Come over and help."

"Hey, how can I help you? Isn't it for your girlfriend? I can't take turns to fight..."

"Who wants to play the boring game of taking turns. Anyway, I will show you some interesting things that you rarely see, so you should spare the time on the weekend anyway."

While talking, Hissumi tapped the back of Hotta's head lightly.

"Yes, I understand."

"Then let's get down to business, let's give these guys some color first."

Hissumi forcefully pushed open the door of the meeting room where the sound of quarreling kept leaking out.

Kamiya buried half of his face in the pillow, looking at the clock hanging on the wall.

Three fifty.

It has been seventeen days since he spent the night in Jiusumi's apartment like this, and it was the first time that Jiusumi hadn't returned home at this time.

A footlamp under the bedside table in the bedroom glowed dimly.The only sounds in the room were the ticking of the clock and the sound of the wind beating on the windows of the twelfth floor.The sound of car horns coming from the ground sounds very far away.

The weekend burnout that creeps up after a hard day’s work isn’t the result of physical or mental exhaustion, but the fact that I’ve slept in for hours.

Kamiya rolled over on his right side, which was usually occupied by Kusumi, and went back to sleep.

Listening to the clicking sound of the clock in the dark.The subtle angle of the spring bed sunken by the man's weight, the fiery body temperature, the sound of regular breathing, and the body fragrance emanating from the skin, without these, it feels very unnatural and makes one unable to calm down.

...However, if you think about it carefully, what happened in these seventeen days was probably even more unnatural.

Even a man as energetic as Hissumi, no matter how much he endured the burn on his back, he would go home around midnight every night.On the contrary, Kamiya would sometimes come back after two o'clock because he had to rush to the scene of the case.

Even if he had to apply medicine to Jiusumi's wound after returning and serve him with his lips afterwards, he could still ensure a normal sleep time, so his health did not collapse due to cohabitation.

Thinking of the broad back that was always lying on the other side, even breathing became bitter for some reason.Kamiya took a deep breath slowly, and suddenly an idea popped up.

——Could it be that he was implying that he should go back quickly?

"..."

how come?That's impossible.

Kusumi ordered himself to live here in order to atone for his irreparable injuries.

Although I think he probably won't ask me to go back, but it's not completely impossible.Suddenly unable to calm down for no apparent reason, Kamiya got up from the bed.

He obviously didn't feel thirsty, but he still went to the kitchen to drink mineral water, and he obviously didn't intend to go to the toilet, but he still went to the toilet.After washing his hands in the bathroom, Kamiya shifted his gaze to the perfume bottle on the sink.

The height is about 20 centimeters, and the black bottle looks like a building.The center line is inlaid with blue glass.

It is Kusumi's favorite perfume.

Pick it up and take a look, the side of the bottle is embossed with the word "undercontrol".

The sound and the sensuality-stimulating scent were very similar to Hisumi.

Even though he has the self-control of a mature man, there is still a scalding hot current in his body.A searing river that flows into darkness.

And then, just indulge in it like that.

Flesh and bones have been eaten away.

...I really want to immerse myself in the fragrance of Kusumi.

Kamiya opened the blue cap and sprayed the perfume on his left wrist.After the cold touch, the strong fragrance gradually spread, and then the liquid was rubbed on the neck.

Putting his hand on his neck like that, Kamiya hugged his bent left arm tightly with his right arm, bent slightly, and closed his eyes.

"... Kusumi."

I remembered.

In that warehouse late at night, kneeling on the concrete floor