Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 102 - 98: High-End Hunter, Burglar in the House

Chapter 102: Chapter 98: High-End Hunter, Burglar in the House

The woman chosen by Aoyama Xiu Xin looked to be around twenty-six or twenty-seven, the age of allure in its full bloom.

Adults knew this was the prime.

She stood about 1.7 meters tall, her wine-red long, curly hair cascading down her back. She wore a tight red strapless miniskirt, exposing her fragrant shoulders and a vast expanse of snowy white skin at her chest. Her curves were outlined perfectly, her long legs wrapped in black stockings wounding up the hearts of onlookers; she stood there like a blazing red flame that could burn a person to ashes.

She was the type that looked like she could burn someone.

After his selection, the private room fell silent.

"Hahaha! Hahahahaha!"

After a brief moment of quiet, Yamada Yuuji and Morioka Yu burst into exaggerated laughter.

The woman chosen by Aoyama Xiu Xin also laughed.

Aoyama Xiu Xin immediately realized that he might have chosen the madam, but he pretended to be clueless, "What...what’s going on?"

No wonder he chose the wrong person.

He thought the madam was quite seductive, too.

"Hahaha! Mr. Aoyama, your taste isn’t bad. Do you know who she is?" Morioka Yu flung an arm around Aoyama Xiu Xin’s neck, pointing at the red-haired woman: "This club’s owner, Miss Jin Huinya. You, my boy, are you expecting Chairman Jin herself to go to bed with guests? You’re really too greedy."

"Hey, Morioka, what if Chairman Jin and Mr. Aoyama fall in love at first sight and she doesn’t mind accompanying him? After all, Mr. Aoyama isn’t like us—he’s young and handsome, you know," Yamada Yuuji teased with a chuckle.

Aoyama Xiu Xin feigned embarrassment, his face a mix of awkwardness and apology. He stood up and repeatedly apologized to Jin Huinya, "Ah! Chairman Jin, I’m truly sorry, I was too disrespectful...I’ve offended you..."

Originally, Jin Huinya just found it amusing, but seeing Aoyama Xiu Xin’s demeanor suddenly piqued her interest.

After all, the men who come here to play either have some money or some power; they’re all experienced in such revelry and would usually flirt a bit in such situations to relieve the awkwardness.

But, the naivety displayed by Aoyama Xiu Xin was something she’d never seen before—it was akin to a fresh college graduate just navigating through society. And yet, this was the very man who had just taken down a criminal like Jing Shangwei, a young elite who was making waves in the police force.

This strong contrast made her curious.

Men like to coax prostitutes into respectability, and women into vice.

Women also had this tendency; many worldly women enjoyed seducing naive young men.

So, Aoyama Xiu Xin was right on target.

"Police Chief Aoyama, there’s no need for that. As the saying goes, ’Ignorance is not to blame’, and besides, this is an affirmation of my charm. It seems I am quite attractive to men," Jin Huinya said with a playful laugh, touching her cheek as she walked over to Aoyama Xiu Xin in her high heels and extended a hand. "Let’s formally introduce ourselves. Rather than Jin Huinya, I prefer my Japanese name: Tangong Huizi."

In Japan, there are many Koreans, for Korea was colonized by Japan in the past, so many Koreans in Japan have two names and do business between the two countries, thriving like fish in water.

However, as far as Aoyama Xiu Xin knew, these Koreans were not content; they had been seeking socio-economic status and treatment on par with Japanese nationals for years.

But achieving this would require political power.

And since Japan prohibits politicians from accepting support from foreign nationals and foreign capital, these Koreans could only collude secretly with some politicians, much like rats in a sewer.

They even established an organization called "Great Han Min National Group," aspiring to elevate Koreans’ status in Japan. Considering Jin Huinya ran such a large club, she was probably also a member.

"Hi! President Tangong," Aoyama Xiu Xin grasped her hand and then quickly let go.

"You can just call me Huizi," Tangong Huizi smiled seductively as she pulled him down to sit on the sofa next to her, waving off the other women, "What are you standing around for? Go and properly accompany Section Chief Yamada and Police Chief Morishita."

"It seems President Tangong really does see something special in our Mr. Aoyama. Being young and handsome really is advantageous," Police Chief Morishita lamented as he stroked his pudgy face, casually pulling a woman toward him, "You know, I was quite young once too."

"Was I old when I was young then?" Yamada Yuuji retorted, eliciting laughter from everyone.

At over forty and with an irregular lifestyle, Yamada Yuuji, who had just liberated himself, now acted like a perfect gentleman, not even touching the two women beside him.

Thus, it’s said that those who appear prim and proper on the outside can afford to be so because they’ve already fully indulged their desires behind closed doors.

Tangong Huizi pressed her tender body against Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Aoyama Xiu Xin pretended to be shy, slowly shifting to the side. Tangong Huizi, with a sly smile, sensed the thrill of the hunt and slowly followed him, pushing him to the very edge of the sofa. She leaned almost entirely into his arms and looked up at him coquettishly, "Is this your first time here, Mr. Aoyama?"

"Hi!" Aoyama Xiu Xin sat upright and answered.

Tangong Huizi, playful and teasing, slid her delicate fingers up Aoyama Xiu Xin’s thigh and spoke with a flirty look, "Mr. Aoyama seems nervous, making me seem almost predatory. Are you afraid of me?"

"No...not at all," Aoyama Xiu Xin dared not look her in the eyes, instead, focusing on his drink, thinking to himself, ’Little shot glass, just you wait until I clean out the supermarket.’

Morioka Yu and Yamada Yuuji exchanged glances, and in sync, they hugged their women and stood up, "We’ll take a walk outside. President Tangong, please take good care of Police Chief Aoyama; he’s a new client of yours."

Both knew Aoyama Xiu Xin was about to be devoured.

"Don’t worry, you don’t have to tell me—I’ll take care of it," Tangong Huizi said with a bright smile. She immediately added, "Today, all the drinks for you two are on me."

"Looks like we’re basking in Mr. Aoyama’s light today, so it’s Mr. Aoyama’s treat," Morioka Yu teased with a sleazy grin.

Yamada Yuuji laughed heartily and walked out of the private room.

When the door closed, only Aoyama Xiu Xin and Tangong Huizi were left in the spacious room. Mr. Aoyama quickly stood up and said, "I’m going to take a walk outside."

"What’s so fun outside?" Tangong Huizi grabbed his hand, pulled him back to his spot, twisted her waist, and sat on his lap. Her lotus-like arms wrapped around Aoyama Xiu Xin’s neck, she looked at him with a coy smile and breathed out lightly, "Am I not fun enough?"

The more embarrassed Aoyama Xiu Xin got, the more serious he tried to appear, and the more she wanted to eat him up.

"Grumble~"

Aoyama Xiu Xin swallowed his saliva, trying hard to push her away, "President Tangong, please show some self-respect."

"Is Mr. Aoyama put off by my age? That is really sad," Tangong Huizi pouted, making a heartbroken face as she rested her chin on his chest and looked up at him, constantly nibbling on her red lips.

Aoyama Xiu Xin’s breathing became somewhat rapid, but he still tried to appear virtuous, struggling to lean his head back, "President Tangong, stop this, I have a fiancée, and we are about to get engaged."

"Is that so? Then we should cherish the time of being single even more." Tangong Huizi got more excited upon hearing this. She had never met a man like Aoyama Xiu Xin here, and she enjoyed the thrill of corrupting a decent man, "Just leave everything to me."

"President Tangong, don’t... let me go."

An hour later, a neatly dressed Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed with a mischievous smile, "Thank you for your generous hospitality, President Tangong."

Tangong Huizi lay there powerless, her eyes burning with humiliation and anger as she glared at Aoyama Xiu Xin; she wanted to devour him alive, thinking, Ah, I was deceived!

She thought she was the hunter, but it turned out she was the prey. If she had known Aoyama Xiu Xin was not the decent man she thought, she wouldn’t have been interested at all. It was all an act; this infuriating man!

"President Tangong, let me teach you something—high-end hunters often appear as prey."

"Ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin left her behind and laughed loudly as he walked away.

"Damn it!"

A feeble curse echoed in the private room.

.........

Not finding Morioka Yu and Yamada Yuuji in the hall, Aoyama Xiu Xin decided to leave first.

Since his car was at the Police Headquarters, Mr. Aoyama decided to experience the common people’s mode of transport.

By taking a taxi.

After all, from his perspective, even if these ordinary folks were poor, they could only afford this kind of travel.

Because taxis were everywhere.

Surely everyone could afford it.

Mr. Aoyama already had the prerequisites to become somebody significant, and he saw things from their perspective.

Sitting in the taxi, watching the trams at the street corners, he secretly planned to occasionally take time to ride in a tram, as he used to quite enjoy the game "Tram Wolf," and wondered if he could play a real-life version.

When he arrived at the second half of the event, Fujimoto Ryosuke, Nakamura Shinichi, and Asai Ayumi had already started eating. On seeing him, except for Asai Ayumi, both Ryosuke and Shinichi quickly got up to greet him.

"Alright, alright, no need for formalities, sit down," Aoyama Xiu Xin waved his hands and naturally took his seat next to Asai Ayumi, picked up his chopsticks and started eating heartily, "I didn’t eat a single bite just now."

"That’s not true, you did eat, just not enough to fill you up," Asai Ayumi commented sarcastically, sniffing the scent of a woman’s perfume on him.

She hadn’t thought much of it before, but now that she was about to marry Aoyama Xiu Xin and have to stand him eating others’ leftovers every evening, she felt both angry and helpless.

Aoyama Xiu Xin pretended not to catch the hint, "What eating, all we did was drink, never mind that, come on everyone, let’s have a toast to congratulate Ryosuke and Shinichi."

Asai Ayumi just jabbed him lightly with a comment and did not dwell on it, picking up her glass to join the toast.

"Thanks to Police Chief Aoyama, and Asai Police Chief, without you two, we might have never made it into the Police Headquarters. This glass is from Shinichi and me to you."

"Don’t just drink, eat some dishes, eat up."

The four were old colleagues and familiar with each other, sharing common topics; laughter filled the air as they clinked glasses.

"Ring~ Ring~"

Suddenly, a ringtone broke the peace.

"The room went silent."

"That’s mine," Aoyama Xiu Xin apologized to the others, picked up the phone and answered, "Mosi Mosi?"

"Xiu Xin, come back quickly, someone broke into our house!"