Chapter 132: Yui Serizawa's Choice to Betray
“Hmm?”
An He glanced back, and seeing Amamiya Sagiri and Kuroise Nadeshiko whispering to each other, he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
“Ever since they acknowledged their relationship with me, those two have been like fire and water. Has the sun risen from the west today?”
Just as he was wondering, An He felt his sleeve being tugged. He turned his head to meet the gaze of Serizawa Reina’s shimmering, wide eyes. Sensing An He looking at her, a shy blush bloomed on the young girl’s face. She cast a glance around, and seeing that no one was paying attention, she leaned in, stood on her tiptoes, and whispered into his ear:
“Remember our promise for tomorrow!”
“Huh?”
An He was taken aback. Breathing in the lavender scent wafting from her and feeling her warm breath against his ear, he realized she was talking about the day when Serizawa Yui would be away from home. He smiled faintly, nodded, and while rubbing her head with his hand, he assured her:
“Don’t worry, I won’t forget.”
“Forget what?”
The sudden female voice startled them both. They turned around to find Amamiya Saori standing right in front of them, her face full of suspicion.
“Do you have any idea that scaring people like that can cause a heart attack?”
An He sighed and rubbed his forehead, but Amamiya Saori just stuck out her tongue playfully. She blinked her eyes, looking between the two of them with curiosity as she continued the previous topic:
“So, what were you two talking about just now? Why is Reina’s face so red?”
“Children shouldn’t pry into adult matters.”
An He pushed against the curious girl’s forehead and led away Serizawa Reina, who looked flustered like someone caught doing something wrong. Amamiya Saori tried to follow, but she was suddenly blocked by Serizawa Yui.
“Saori-nee, this outfit looks so good on you! Can you tell me where you bought it?”
As she spoke, she familiarly hooked her arm through Amamiya Saori’s and held up a strand of her hair, exclaiming excitedly:
“It smells so good! What shampoo do you use, Saori-nee? I want to buy some too.”
“Hey, hey, hey!”
Suddenly blocked, Amamiya Saori could only watch helplessly as An He and Serizawa Reina walked further away. She sighed resignedly and turned to the girl beside her, who bore a striking resemblance to Serizawa Reina, with a rather resentful look in her eyes.
“Yui, you did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
“Huh?”
Serizawa Yui tilted her head, wearing a puzzled expression, blinking her eyes in curiosity:
“What is Saori-nee talking about? Yui doesn’t understand.”
Watching the girl feign ignorance so obviously, Amamiya Saori felt a surge of irritation. Although Amamiya Sagiri often called her stupid, Amamiya Saori usually felt she was incredibly sharp. Just like now—she clearly sensed that Serizawa Reina and An He were hiding some secret.
The truth was right in front of her!
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Amamiya Saori decided to turn her attention to Serizawa Yui, suddenly grabbing her slender waist and tickling her while grinning wickedly:
“So you like playing the hero, huh? Trying to treat me like a fool, huh? Let’s see how you like being tickled!”
Attacked at the waist, Serizawa Yui felt the ticklish sensation and immediately struggled. However, after failing a few times, she had to laugh and beg for mercy.
“I was wrong, I was wrong, Saori-nee, I know I was wrong! It was all my sister’s idea!”
“Hmm?”
Amamiya Saori stopped what she was doing, leaned her face close to Serizawa Yui’s, stared directly into her eyes, and said sternly:
“What is Reina plotting?”
“She…”
Serizawa Yui hesitated, but sensing Amamiya Saori’s hand reaching toward her hem and feeling the cold touch, she completely forgot her sister’s instructions and spilled the beans:
“My sister said that as long as I go out to play for the whole day tomorrow and don’t come home until after dark, so I don’t disturb her and An He-senpai, she’ll pay back all the money she owes me.”
...
On the other side.
“Achoo!”
Walking beside An He with her hands behind her back and a sweet smile on her face, Serizawa Reina suddenly sneezed.
“Did you catch a cold?”
An He asked with concern, placing the back of his hand against her forehead to check—it wasn’t hot.
Being treated so intimately in public made Serizawa Reina blush, and she quickly shook her head.
“I’m fine.”
“As long as you’re fine.”
An He smiled slightly and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. They stood there waiting for a moment until Amamiya Sagiri and the others caught up.
Somehow, An He felt that Amamiya Saori’s gaze toward him was somewhat resentful. Just as he was wondering why, the narrator’s voice suddenly echoed in his mind:
[Jealousy has sprouted in her heart, and she has already decided to strike first. However, the young and naive girl clearly doesn’t know that someone has already made an appointment for tonight. But... perhaps you could stir things up a bit? In that case, you might be able to enjoy a "Three Heroes Battle Lu Bu" scenario tonight?]
As expected!
The narrator’s words successfully cleared up An He’s confusion; Amamiya Saori clearly knew something. Thinking of this, An He looked at Serizawa Yui, who was standing beside Amamiya Saori, looking timid. When she saw him looking, she guiltily looked away, lowered her head, and tapped her toes against the floor unconsciously.
She had pretty much confessed without being asked.
An He couldn't help but chuckle silently, but he didn't show it. Compared to Serizawa Yui’s betrayal, he was more curious about what kind of trouble Amamiya Saori would cause tonight.
...
Perhaps because it was Saturday, the mall had many more customers than usual. As soon as An He’s group arrived, their striking appearances drew frequent glances from passersby, and some bold individuals even came up to hit on them.
Sure enough, Amamiya Sagiri and Kuroise Nadeshiko, who were trailing behind, ran into trouble.
“Beauty, won’t you reconsider? It’s 100,000 yen for one night, you know.”
A man with dyed yellow hair, wearing a floral shirt, dark skin, and an iron chain around his neck, blocked Kuroise Nadeshiko’s path, speaking with a suggestive tone. He was accompanied by four companions dressed like thugs.
However, facing this blatant sexual harassment, Kuroise Nadeshiko didn’t panic. She simply turned slightly to shield Amamiya Sagiri behind her and looked at the group curiously:
“Why me? I’m already a married woman, you know.”
“It’s precisely because you’re a married woman that I’m asking you!”
The yellow-haired man said as if it were a matter of course, his eyes gleaming. He didn't realize that a figure was quietly approaching from behind.
“Crack.”
The sound of knuckles being flexed rang out from behind him. The yellow-haired man turned around in confusion, but before he could see who it was, everything went black.
As if struck by a heavy hammer, he staggered backward several steps and fell to the ground. Pain surged, and he had to cover his bloodied nose. He was about to curse angrily, but when he saw his companions also lying on the ground one after another, he swallowed his insults back down. Instead, he glared at the culprit, An He, and complained indignantly:
“What right do you have to hit people?”
Hearing this, An He shook his blood-stained fist, raised an eyebrow, and retorted:
“If you saw someone sexually harassing and hitting on your girlfriend in the street, would you hit him?”
“I wouldn't!”
The yellow-haired man stiffened his neck and said matter-of-factly. This unexpected answer, combined with the excited look on his face when he said it, left An He speechless.
He simply closed his mouth, stepped forward, and kicked the yellow-haired man a few more times. The man tried to resist, but under An He’s assault, he couldn't get up and could only curl into a ball and scream.
The situation soon caught the attention of the mall’s security staff. Before long, several middle-aged men in security uniforms hurried over. An He took the opportunity to stop.
“What’s going on?”
The lead security guard asked sternly. An He pulled Kuroise Nadeshiko to his side, put his arm around her waist, and briefly explained what had just happened.
After listening, the middle-aged man nodded, but before he could speak, the yellow-haired man on the ground scrambled to argue:
“He’s lying! I didn’t say those things. I was just asking that lady over there if she’d like to have dinner with me. I didn’t even touch this gentleman’s girlfriend.”
As he spoke, he pointed a finger at Amamiya Sagiri, who was watching from the sidelines. Seeing this, the middle-aged man had to look at Amamiya Sagiri.
Seeing him look her way, she shrugged.
“I don’t know. This guy just came up to me and asked if I’d do it for 100,000 yen a night. I don’t even know what those words mean.”
As she said this, Amamiya Sagiri stepped to An He’s other side, grabbed his arm, kissed his cheek lightly, and continued to the others:
“Besides, I’m also this gentleman’s girlfriend.”
“Tsk~”
Kuroise Nadeshiko clicked her tongue in annoyance. The middle-aged man, hearing this, was stunned that the guy had two girlfriends, but he didn't dwell on it. Instead, he looked at the yellow-haired man on the ground with disgust:
“Did you hear that? Your behavior just now can be completely classified as sexual harassment.”
“Nonsense, I didn’t have any physical contact with them!”
The yellow-haired man continued to argue. But no sooner had he finished speaking than Kuroise Nadeshiko walked up to him and, under his wide-eyed gaze, kicked him hard. She then said, “Now you have.”
“This...”
The middle-aged man was in a difficult position. Anyone could see that the yellow-haired man wasn’t lying; he truly hadn’t touched the two women before this. Sensing the guard’s dilemma, An He stepped forward, leaned close to his ear, and whispered: “Don’t worry about it, leave the rest to me. My father is the Chief of Police.”
Hearing this, the middle-aged man’s eyes widened in shock. He froze for two seconds before nodding.
“I understand.”
He looked down at the yellow-haired man and waved to his colleagues who had followed. The crowd dispersed, and An He took the opportunity to take out his phone and dial a familiar number.
The phone rang only twice before being answered. Before the person on the other end could speak, An He asked:
“How long is the sentence for someone who molests a woman?”
At the same time, in an office in an apartment in Chiba City.
Looking at the caller ID labeled “Son,” An He Katsuhiko paused for a moment before subconsciously replying: “One to three years.”
“What if the victim includes a minor?” An He continued to ask.
Hearing this, An He Katsuhiko’s expression turned serious: “If she is under thirteen, it falls under forcible molestation, carrying a sentence of six months to ten years. If a sexual act occurred, it is even more severe.”
As he spoke, An He Katsuhiko thought of something ominous and quickly asked:
“Why are you asking this? Did you do it?”
“Uh...”
An He glanced back at Serizawa Yui and Amamiya Saori and shook his head quickly.
“No, it wasn’t me. Don’t talk nonsense.”
Hearing this, An He Katsuhiko breathed a sigh of relief, then asked curiously:
“Then why ask so suddenly? It’s quite scary.”
The calm voice of An He came from the other side of the phone.
“It’s nothing, I’m just out shopping at a mall in Shibuya with your daughter-in-law, and we ran into a bunch of thugs. They wanted your daughter-in-law to go to a hotel with them, and they even touched her. I beat them up, and it just so happens that your daughter-in-law’s daughter is a minor, so I asked.”
“I see.”
An He Katsuhiko nodded, but soon he widened his eyes and exclaimed at his phone:
“Daughter-in-law? And your daughter-in-law’s daughter? An He Usei, what on earth have you been doing out there?!”
There was no reply; the phone screen showed that the call had been hung up.
Seeing this, An He Katsuhiko let out a long breath, suppressing his inner excitement, joy, and anxiety, and quickly dialed another number. As soon as it connected, he ordered:
“Help me check if there was a molestation incident at a certain mall in Shibuya, Tokyo today. I want the full process of the incident and a list of the people involved.”
“Yes!”
A crisp, forceful voice came from the other end.
The call ended, and soon after, a file appeared on the computer on An He Katsuhiko’s desk.
He clicked it open, and there were several photos and basic information.
Kuroise Nadeshiko, 29, divorced, claims to be An He Usei’s girlfriend.
Amamiya Sagiri, 18, single, claims to be An He Usei’s girlfriend.
Amamiya Saori, 17, single, claims to be An He Usei’s sister-in-law.
Serizawa Reina, 18, single, claims to be An He Usei’s girlfriend.
Serizawa Yui, 16, single, claims to be An He Usei’s sister-in-law.
Looking at these five entries, especially the three who openly called themselves his son’s girlfriends, An He Katsuhiko felt his eyelids twitch.
He used to worry, as his son had almost no contact with girls growing up, and he had been afraid he wouldn’t find a girlfriend. Now it seemed his worries were unnecessary.
His son not only had a girlfriend but three of them. Not to mention that one was divorced, what was the deal with the sisters of the other two?
“This kid, is he intentionally using this opportunity to show his hand to me?”
An He Katsuhiko suddenly had this thought, and the more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
On the other side, in the mall.
After hanging up, just as An He expected, several patrol officers arrived shortly after to take photos, collect evidence, and record personal information from him and the women.
Afterward, they were told they could leave, while the thugs were loaded into a police car.
Watching the police car drive away, An He mentally gave a thumbs-up to his father. In fact, he had intentionally used the term “daughter-in-law” instead of “friend” to ensure the matter was taken seriously. It seemed every father was deeply concerned about his son’s marital affairs after all.