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“No matter what, I’m going to wrestle!”
With my mind made up, I took a deep breath, checked the rope tied around my waist once more, stepped over the fence, and slowly slid down the wall. The ground below was black and whirring, and looking down from ten stories up made me, a mildly agoraphobic person, feel a wave of vertigo.
“Gotta hold on, next week’s living expenses depend on this!” I cheered myself up.
Oh, I forgot to introduce who I am, my name is Yuichi Moriyama, and I’m an accomplished photographer (unfortunately no one thinks so, but that’s okay, at least I do)! In order to make ends meet, I have to earn a living by taking scandalous photos for tabloids.
Tonight, my target is the famous politician Kakunaka Maru. According to my information, Kakunaka always sneaks to the fifth floor of this building for two hours every Wednesday night, and must be here to meet his mistress.
For this reason, I thought of a daring way to hang myself from the roof of the building with a rope outside the room where Kakunaka was going to be, and then take a “wonderful” picture. Even though Kakunaka had two bodyguards, he didn’t expect to be photographed in mid-air outside the window, did he?
I finally slid to the fifth floor, through the glass window to the room, can not see someone, but the room wall lamp is on, the surrounding walls reflect a hazy orange color, I like this feeling very much. I think the woman in the room must be taking a bath, it’s a pity that the window of the bathing room is not on this side, otherwise, I would have been able to see a good show of beauty bathing, alas!
A door in the room opened, and with a gush of vapor, a woman in a goose-yellow bathrobe stepped out, a towel in her hand, swabbing at her waterlogged hair, unreadable.
I was feeling happy that I had guessed correctly that she was taking a bath when the woman had wiped her hair dry and shook her head, and I almost shouted out when I saw her features, it was Sakurako! Sakurako Mizuhara! Oh, that the youthful idol, the dream girl of the young Japanese boys, could be the mistress of a fat, short old fellow!
I couldn’t help but feel a little confused and subconsciously looked around, “Did I pick the wrong room?” I asked myself.
Sakurako in the room gathered her long hair and stood in front of a chu dressing mirror, what an innocent and lovely face it was! Long hair, big eyes, slightly curved nose, light lips, simply like a beautiful girl in a cartoon.
Sakurako looked into the mirror, her hands caressing her face, slowly sliding downward, sliding over the snow-white pink neck, then sliding downward, resuming on her erect breasts, then gently rubbing them with an indescribable obscene meaning, I saw her eyes close, her lips slightly open, gently panting.
Suddenly as if she was not comfortable enough, Sakurako removed the bathrobe from her body, revealing her charming body, she was tall, not at all short-legged and thick-waisted like the average Japanese girl, her high breasts did not have a bit of sagging, her nipples still showed a pinkish red color, there was not a bit of flab on her belly, and there was no gap between her merged legs. Her pubic hair wasn’t a lot, a tiny handful of it, washed and wet and stuck to her slightly bulging pubic mound.
Seeing these sights made my nose bleed. Man, I’ve only seen some nudity in pornographic movies and magazines, but how can watching those AV girls with thousands of riders compare to this real naked female body close at hand? Not to mention that this was the lover of my dreams.
Sakurako caressed her breasts with one hand, while the other slid under her belly and caressed the enchanting forbidden place. Gradually she increased the force of her hand, and her body began to shake a little, her mouth let out a moan of ecstasy (through the glass window of course I can not hear, but guessed), I just feel my mouth dry, my dick in my pants is about to burst out, I really want to break through the glass, rushed in to make love with her.
At this time, the room Sakurako seems to hear something, stopped masturbating, it seems to be Kakunaka knocked on the door, I thought: “Well, the main thing is coming. So I put away my lust and got ready to work.
Sakurako shouted something, threw her robe into the shower, and darted into a long, thin floral skirt and a small white jacket, reverting to the innocent little girl I was usually familiar with from commercials and movies.
I think, women are really fickle animals, who would have thought that just now was still performing cool masturbation show slutty little woman, all of a sudden turned into a million people obsessed with the youthful teenage girl idol, really for her those young boys and girls FANS are not worth it.
Sakurako opened the door and Kakunaka walked in, as mentioned, he was in his fifties, had a beer belly, was a little shaggy, and was a head shorter than the Sakurako who greeted him.
Kakunaka said something to the two tall bodyguards in sunglasses and closed the door, grinning lewdly and wrapping his arms around Sakurako’s waist, who nudged him and laughed, and Kakunaka giggled along with him.
Kakunaka couldn’t wait to pick up Sakurako, threw to the bed at once, ugly body pressed Sakurako, Sakurako showed a look of fear, pushed her hands against Kakunaka, Kakunaka was stunned, and then smiled knowingly, pretended to be an adulterous devil, caught Sakurako’s hand one point, stepped on it with his foot, and began to tear Sakurako’s fine flower skirt, Sakurako’s eyes were closed tightly, biting her lips, full of pain, and shook her head ceaselessly, if people who didn’t know the bottom line saw this, they must think that she was really being raped. If someone who didn’t know what was going on saw this, they must have thought she was really being raped.
The skirt was torn to shreds by Kakunaka, and Sakurako’s stunning body was once again exposed, and on her writhing body was a little bead of sweat, glistening in the orange light.
Kakunaka gasped and tore off the only bra and panties left on Sakurako’s body, got down and delicately licked Sakurako’s long engorged and bulging bud, took the whole thing in his mouth again and sucked hard, grabbed one side of the peppery breast with one hand and kneaded it hard, while the other hand reached down to Sakurako’s fascinating place, gently tugging at the pubic hair, and reaching down into the tightly closed legs with one finger, teasing the tiny bulge there.
Sakurako had completely given up her resistance and was lying softly on her back, but her face still wore a look of anguish, which I thought must not resemble the look of pain on the face of a rape victim, but rather more like anguish over the fact that the caresses in the corner had failed to satisfy her needs.
Kakunaka also stripped his body of his clothes, tied Sakurako’s hands with a tie, and spread her legs apart with force.
I sized up Kakunaka for a moment, and it made me wonder even more why Sakurako was his mistress.
The fifty-eight year old obese body in the corner was covered with wrinkles, red all over from lust, gasping for breath with a hint of drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, his half-bald head was covered in sweat, and wobbling between his two fat and flabby thighs was a contraption of less than four inches, his scrotum’s ebony skin sparsely covered with a few florid white hairs, and that ugly house job was trying with all its might to squeeze in deeper into Sakurako’s petals.
This person is Kakunaka, the great politician who is so moralistic and full of benevolence and morality in the newspapers and on television.
“Hey, he and Sakurako, the little bitch, are really a match made in heaven, what with all the innocent actresses and big politicians, they’re all good at cheating, usually in one kind of play, and another in bed.”
Cursing in my mind, and not in the mood to continue watching, I raised my camera, adjusted the aperture, and prepared to capture the “beauty” of the room (I’m not sure if I should call it “beauty” or “ugliness”). I’m not sure if I should call it “beauty” or “ugliness”) in the room.
“Oh, a week’s living expenses have come to an end!” In my heart, I was secretly happy, but suddenly, I heard a loud shout: “Hey! How dare you come here!”
“Oops! It’s been discovered!” That was the first thing I thought.
“Huh, sounds like it’s coming from up there.”
“How dare you come here and steal something to eat! Go to hell, you asshole!” Drinking curses came from above, and then something was thrown down.
“What is it?” I was thinking, and by the faint light around me, I could see it, and oh my, it was a white cat, and it was falling sharply, and somehow I felt that its almond eyes, glittering with a crystalline green light, were signaling to me for help.
“This is a ten-story building! Even if it has nine lives like the legend this time it’s still dead.”
I looked into its eyes and hot blood rushed into my head, “Gotta save it!” I said to myself, not caring where I was now, I swung hard and swung myself away a few meters.
“Pfft!” The cat fell right into my arms.
“Dear kitten, you are saved!” My heart was filled with the joy of having saved a life.
“No!” I suddenly remembered the situation I was in, and with a gust of wind in my ears, I was reverberating at high speed, on the verge of hitting the glass window of the room in the corner!
Instinctively, I clutched the kitten in my arms and straightened my legs.
“Dang!” There was a loud bang, I crashed through the glass window and rolled on the ground holding the cat, I don’t know how many cuts I got on my body from the broken glass, Kakunaka had just inserted his prick into Sakurako’s bottom at that moment, the loud noise startled both of them, Sakurako let out a squeal and fainted, Kakunaka tried to sit up, but the thing was clamped by Sakurako’s suddenly tightening cunt and he couldn’t get it out, Kakunaka let out a harsh scream.
His two bodyguards rushed in at the sound of the noise, and the first thing their eyes did was feast on Sakurako’s body, and they couldn’t help but swallow.
Kakunaka managed to pull himself out at this point and shouted furiously, “What are you.”
I was also confused by the crash and replied smoothly, “I brought my cat to play!”
“Huh, camera! Asshole!” Kakunaka growled.
I don’t remember much of what happened after that, but in short, I was severely beaten up. When I woke up, I found myself lying on a pile of garbage in a back alley, my whole body was on fire and my eyes were swollen.
“My camera!” I looked at it painfully; it was still hanging around my neck, only the lens was shattered, the dark box was open, and the film was wrapped around my head.
I looked at the miserable state of the only thing I had of value, and the one thing that kept me afloat, with a real desire to cry.
“Meow,” a cat purred from beside me, and when I looked down, a white cat was looking at me with a green light in its eyes.
“It’s you, kitten, look what I’ve become to save you.”
The white cat meowed again and jumped on top of me, sticking out its tongue and licking the wound on my face.
“Yo, that’s rough!” I squinted my swollen eyes and suddenly saw that the white cat’s right front scratch was bleeding.
“Hey, you’re bleeding, let me wrap it up for you.”
Barely sitting up, he ripped off a section of his shirt: “Kitten, this is the most decent shirt I’ve got, it’s a little dirty from not being washed for three weeks, but it’s better than nothing. OK, oh, I’ll be gentle, don’t scream, OK, OK!”
I finally bandaged the white cat’s wound and patted its body, “Go away, don’t stay with this unlucky guy of mine la, good luck tomorrow, go away!” I said as I tried hard to shoo the cat away.
The white cat jumped away, meowed, and limped away, glancing back at me as she went, her turquoise eyes sparkling.
“Bye! Good luck, dear kitten!” I shouted with a wave, my voice echoing in the otherwise silent back alley.
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Two days later…
“I can’t! I can’t stand it.” After enduring hunger for two days, I finally screamed wildly. For two days, I hadn’t eaten a single thing. The camera was broken, the only tool I could use to make a living was gone, and I couldn’t find a job for a while, “Oh my God, why am I so unlucky!” I continued to hold my head and scream wildly.
Head spinning, my eyes swept to the kitchen where I hadn’t built a fire in a long time, “I’m running out of tomorrow, oh, I’m going to rob! I’ll kill!” Stirred by hunger into a fit of frantic thought, I jerked up the kitchen cleaver and laughed maniacally once more.
At that moment, the sound of “cack, cack,” knocking on the door rang in my ears, and I rushed to the door with my knife, pulling it open at once.
“Finally found you, Moriyama-san.” Outside the door was actually a young girl, with long light hair, a clear melon face, and most heartwarming of all, those big bright eyes, which somehow made me feel like I’d seen those eyes there before.
“Wow, that’s beautiful!” I thought to myself.
“How are you? Moriyama-san! Huh…” I followed her gaze and saw the kitchen knife in my hand.
“Ah!”
I couldn’t help but loosen my tight grip on the hilt. “Ouch!” The knife that fell down stuck in my foot.
“Watch out na! Moriyama-san!” The young girl rushed over to help me. She helped me slowly walk to the chair and sat down, and without getting dirty, she gently took off my shoes, “It’s okay, just a slight scratch.” The young lady let out a sigh of relief and said, “How rude of me to call out to you out of the blue and tire you out…” She stood up and bowed deeply.
“What?”
“Oh, nothing… I was just kidding… ha… ha…” I giggled.
“By the way, how did you know my name? Are you…?”
The young girl bowed deeply once again, “Please take care of me as we meet for the first time, my name is Mihisa Sasaki, and I’ve come to thank you for saving Miu the other night.”
“Seedlings?” I was confused.
“Ah, Slim is my kitten.”
“A kitten? Oh, it’s the white cat.”
“Yes, yes, yes, that’s Miu, thank you for saving her, thank you so much!” Oops, she bowed again, and I returned the favor once again.
“Then,” I asked a bit incredulously, “Ms. Sasaki, how did you know my name and looks?”
“Uh… ah, that’s what I inquired about.” Ms. Sasaki’s face reddened a little.
“Oh… I found out… How do I find out? Should I ask the white cat? Oh, it’s… Miao… right, Miao?” I muttered in my mind. “Coo… coo… coo…” Damn it, my uncontrollable belly was actually growling.
“Ah, Sasaki-sama, how rude.” I blushed.
“Call me Mihisa… By the way, Moriyama-san just took a kitchen knife, so he must be cooking.” I was even more embarrassed. Mihisa smiled sweetly, “Mr. Moriyama’s foot is injured, so let Mihisa cook for you!”
“Ah… I’m not…”
“That’s okay, I brought food, please wait a moment.” Without waiting for me to reply, Mihisa went to the kitchen and got busy.
I gazed at Megu’s beautiful back and thought wildly: “I just saved one of her cats, and she’s so nice to me… Oh, it smells so good… finally… finally I can have a good meal!”
“Dinner’s ready, please eat.” Mihisa’s voice rang in her ears.
“What kind of rice is this?” I stared in disbelief at the bowl of rice on the table: rice mixed with noodles, and a piece of octopus next to half a piece of sushi…
Mihisa kept saying, “Eat up, this cat’s rice is delicious.”
“Cat food?” I glanced at Mihisa, “Is she teasing me?”
As if thinking of something, Miju blushed and said, “Are you not satisfied? It was hard to find you, but I didn’t have time to buy food, so I had to use my leftovers from lunch…” Miju bowed her head.
“It’s okay, cat food is fine?” I hastily picked up the bowl and gobbled it down. “Mmm… it smells… so good.” I praised as I ate.
“Really? That’s great!” Mihisa looked happy. “What a lovely girl, gentle and innocent, must be a lady from a rich family, hey, just look at that ‘cat meal’.”
Suddenly, Mihisa, who was sweetly watching me eat “cat rice”, spoke up, “Oh, it’s almost 12 o’clock, I have to go.” Said stood up.
I walked her downstairs, “Sure you don’t need me to walk you? Ms. Mihisa?”
“Just call me Mihisa.”
“Yes, Ms. Michiru… Oh, Michiru. Thank you so much for today.”
Mihisa said, “No, it’s you, Mr. Moriyama, who’s in trouble!”
“I’ll call you Mihisa, and you can just call me Yuichi too. Then…” In the dim streetlight, I suddenly saw a blush fly up Mihisa’s face and lowered her head.
“So… tomorrow… can I still come?”
I was stunned for a moment and smiled, “Of course!”
Mihisa said, “Really?”
“Really!”
“Thank you… Yuichi, goodbye.” Mihisa waved at me and walked deeper into the long street, and I watched her. As she walked away, she turned around and waved again, shouting, “Thank you, Yuichi!” I smile and wave.
Finally, Mihisa’s figure disappeared at the end of the long street. I looked at the place where she disappeared with some bewilderment.
I was about to go back to the house when I heard a scream, “Ghosts… ghosts!” A homeless man came running like a madman, “Sir, did you see it? A ghost, a female ghost with green eyes, did you see it?” He was desperately trying to hold my hand.
I shook him off with all my might and hurried back inside. “A drunk!” I muttered. I could only hear the homeless man’s screams continuing: “Ghosts, women… ghosts…” fading away.
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I went back to my room, threw myself on the bed and closed my eyes, but I couldn’t sleep, “Miju… Miju…” I found my mind filled with Miju’s smiling face, “What a nice girl, but why did she come to meet a poor boy like me? Miju… Miju…” “Meow… Meow…”
“Cat! Miju…” I jumped out of bed when I suddenly heard several cries of cats. In fact, it was not unusual to hear wild cats in this neighborhood at night, but my first thought was: “Michiru has brought Miu with her!
I lay down again, scolding myself, “How stupid! How can that be, it’s almost 12:30.”
“Meow… meow…” the cat’s purring continued, “It looks like it’s right outside the door!” I couldn’t help but wonder.
Opening the door, a white kitten stood in front of me, its tail wagging gently from side to side, its head up, its turquoise eyes sparkling.
“Ah, if it isn’t Miu, why are you here? Oops, you’re running around, Mihisa will be worried! Come in, spend the night here.”
Miu obediently walked into the house and jumped on the bed in one go. Closing the door, I lay down as well, and turned on my side to watch the kitten.
“Seedlings, your owner is so beautiful, her eyes are as beautiful as yours, oh, I wish I could make her my model, I have confidence that girl is the best model, she will be able to take pictures that will turn the world’s attention!” I waved my fist hard. Miaozi was still looking at me with unblinking eyes.
“You wouldn’t understand even if I told you.” I stroked Miaozi’s head, “Go to sleep.”
When I woke up the next morning, Miu was gone. I think it must have gone back to Mihisa. Maybe it’s because of the good luck that Mihisa brought, I actually got a job helping the manga club color in the manga, so I finally have a job to do.
In the evening, Mihisa came to my apartment again without breaking her promise, and we had a great time talking and laughing. She brought the “cat food” again, but I ate it all. When it was almost twelve o’clock, Mihisa left, saying that she would come to cook for me every night, and that Miu-chan would come to stay with me after she left.
That’s how Mihisa and I started dating. Maybe it was because she was a naive girl from a wealthy family, but from time to time she acted strange, for example, I couldn’t understand why she always made me that “sumptuous cat meal” every day.
Mihisa rarely talked about herself, and she made sure to go home every time it got close to twelve at night, but I never minded.
One evening, Mihisa was walking with me, and suddenly, she said to me, “Yuichi, let me be your model!”
I first froze for a moment, “This is too good!” I jumped up despite the astonished stares of the pedestrians on the street, but I immediately came down again, “I can’t do it! My camera broke a long time ago.” I said, a little downcast.
“It’s okay, cameras and studios are not a problem!”
“Oh?” I looked at Michiru quizzically, and Michiru smiled playfully, with such cute little dimples on her face.
The next night, Mihisa came to me as soon as it was dark and said she would take me to the studio. So we walked out of the house.
“Look! That room is it.”
I followed Mihisa’s finger, “Wow, it’s so luxurious.” It was a beautifully decorated studio.
“No one’s here tonight, Yuichi you can use whatever you want!”
I looked at Michiru who seemed to be more excited than me, “Yo, why are you wearing sunglasses? Can’t you see anything in the black goo?”
I looked as she said, “Really, I can’t see a thing.” I rubbed my eyes hard, “Am I nearsighted? Looks like I need to go to bed earlier at night.” I thought.
As if she didn’t want to talk about it anymore, Mihisa said to me, “Yuichi, wait for me at the back door, I’ll be right back.” She ran off in a hurry.
I walked to the back door as I was told, and as I walked, I thought, “To be able to borrow a studio like this? It’s really worthy of a rich family.”
The door opened and Mihisa peeked out, making a face, “A warm welcome to the great photographer, Mr. Yuichi Moriyama, please applaud.”
I reached over and scratched her nose: “Little naughty boy.” We both walked into the studio and turned on the lights.
“Woah woah woah! It’s great.” In the spacious studio, all the photographic equipment is available, and I touch it here and there. Each piece is a hobbyist’s dream.
Mihisa chirped, “Let’s begin! Great photographer!”
“Hi! Let’s see if you’re the TOP model first!” I lifted up an expensive instant camera and pressed the shutter at the best possible angle on the stage-modeled Mihisa. I couldn’t help but be a little smitten as I looked at the gradually emerging image in the photo, which was truly an unparalleled beauty.
“Hey, are you coming or not.”
I came to my senses in a flash, “Good! Now it’s official!” I picked up another high-grade telephoto of the same high caliber. Under the spotlight, in front of the camera, Miju kept changing her expression, either smiling lightly or in a thinly veiled rage… “Amazing, simply the best model!” I marveled. Just as I was working hard with Mihisa to burn the film, there was an angry shout from behind me: “Hey, who are you guys!”
(to be continued)