After arranging her husband's tie and sending him out the door, Sakurai Naoko immediately returned to the room, changed her clothes, and then began to dress up carefully in front of the mirror.

With makeup on her face and light red lips, the woman put her hair into a bun, picked up her small bag and went out.

Following the address sent on her mobile phone, Sakurai Naoko stopped at a teahouse.

Crossing the threshold, a feeling of tranquility spreads out.

The servant led her to a tea room and bowed down.

Naoko Sakurai stood at the door, took out the mirror and carefully checked her makeup, and then knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

The woman took a deep breath and opened the door.

Behind the door, a girl as quiet and beautiful as cherry blossoms is sitting on the tatami making tea.

The morning light penetrated the girl's hair and hit her face, reflecting a golden halo.

"Mrs. Naoko, please sit down." Jinguji Kiyohime said without raising her head.

"Oh...okay, okay."

Although the other party was just a girl, Sakurai Naoko did not dare to show any contempt.

After changing her shoes and hanging her bag on the wall, the woman knelt down in front of the girl, sitting upright, waiting for Jinguji Seihime to make the tea.

After making tea, Jinguji Kiyohime raised her head and glanced at Sakurai Naoko's sitting posture, her eyes flashing with satisfaction.

Immediately, looking at Sakurai Naoko's bright and beautiful face after applying a little bit of makeup, she felt even more satisfied.

"Please use."

When Naoko Sakurai saw Jinguji Seihime serving tea, she did not dare to neglect it. She took it respectfully with both hands, thanked her, turned the tea bowl three times, tasted it lightly, drank slowly, and returned it.

From the moment Sakurai Naoko entered the house to the time she returned the tea bowl, Jinguji Kiyohime has been paying attention to her and has become more and more fond of her.

That woman in the Asazuki group didn't do a bad job.

Thinking of this, she asked: "Mrs. Naoko, do you also study tea ceremony?"

"When I was young, I studied a lot."

"Now you are young and beautiful too."

"That's too much praise." Sakurai Naoko caressed her face, feeling a little embarrassed.

Although she was anxious about her own affairs, she did not rush her, but patiently communicated with Jinguji Kiyohime.

After a while, Jinguji Kiyohime finally got to the point.

"I have a solution for Sakurai Masaru's illness."

Sakurai Naoko suddenly raised her head.

"real?!"

The girl nodded slightly.

"Of course it is true, but in terms of time, it may be too late."

Seeing her eyes looking at her belly, Sakurai Naoko's heart sank again.

However, she felt the slightest comfort when she thought that her husband would recover from his illness.

Jinguji Kiyohime took a sip of tea and admired the face of the beautiful woman in front of her changing constantly.

Then she put the tea down.

"Sakurai has a special relationship with his female subordinates. Does Mrs. Naoko know about it?"

Naoko Sakurai's expression suddenly changed.

"W-what did you say?!"

Jinguji Kiyohime placed the photos at hand in front of Sakurai Naoko and spread them out one by one.

"This is at the hotel last summer; this is at the beach last summer; this is in Kyoto last autumn; this is New Year... and this is at the celebration party yesterday.

Oh... but it seems to have ended quickly this time."

Every time she saw an intimate photo of her husband and her, Naoko Sakurai's expression became calmer.

In terms of time, it coincides with every time my husband says he is going on a business trip.

She had vague suspicions before, but Sakurai was swearing by her, and she felt soft, so she had no choice but to believe him.

Now the fact is before her, there is even her husband and his subordinates in the hotel...

Sakurai Naoko pursed her lips and smiled silently.

There is a heart-wrenching desperation in the smile.

Jinguji Kiyohime asked again: "So, are you still thinking about curing your husband's disease?"

Naoko Sakurai did not answer this question.

After a while, she said quietly: "After a while, I won't be able to hide it anymore."

Jinguji Kiyohime pushed a business card to Sakurai Naoko.

"This person can temporarily restore Sakurai to normal. The side effect is that there is only this one chance. You understand what I am saying, right?"

Sakurai Naoko lowered her head and looked at the black business card on the table.

In my ears, a seductive voice sounded quietly like a demon whispering.

She looked a little dazed.

The last time?

"Also, take this woman with you." Jinguji Kiyohime pointed to the woman in Sakurai's arms in the photo.

Sakurai Naoko, who had regained her composure, raised her head and asked in confusion: "Why, why did you bring her with you??"

Jinguji Kiyohime stood up, stroked Naoko Sakurai's pretty face, and said softly: "Sakurai Masaru will become trance that day. Just watch carefully and let her replace you."

Sakurai Naoko stared blankly at Jinguji Kiyohime's beautiful smile, her throat seemed to be tightened by invisible hands, making it difficult to breathe.

"Why, why?" She said these words with difficulty.

Jinguji Kiyohime put her finger to her lips, thought for a moment, and then said:

"Why? There are two reasons.

First, because you are good-looking, I am very satisfied.

Secondly, and most importantly, you are Sakurai Ruiko’s mother.”

After saying that, she smiled at Naoko Sakurai and left the tea room.
Chapter completed!