Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 263 - 252: Three Sisters-in-law, One Play! Must Give the Little Devils a Big Show!

Chapter 263: Chapter 252: Three Sisters-in-law, One Play! Must Give the Little Devils a Big Show!

September 19, Saturday, a pleasantly crisp autumn day.

It was undoubtedly good weather for an outing.

"Spring nights are short, as the sun rises high; henceforth, the emperor no longer holds his early court."

This poem was not applicable to Asai Ayumi.

Because her agony was that Aoyama Xiu Xin was too long-lasting.

And Aoyama Xiu Xin loved to exercise early in the morning as well.

In the executive suite of a five-star hotel, already freshened up and dressed neatly, Aoyama Xiu Xin urged Asai Ayumi, who was still in bed, "Stop dawdling, get up."

Of all the women, Asai Ayumi was the only one he could rightfully bring to a hotel room.

Last night, the two made a pact to settle their battle here.

After a fierce struggle, Asai Ayumi was left tearfully defeated, incessantly sobbing and begging for mercy.

"Just a little longer," murmured Asai Ayumi, her gaze hazy, a blush still spread across her face, a hint of sheen on her lips, her delicate body covered in red marks and fingerprints, looking thoroughly ravaged.

Aoyama Xiu Xin threw the change of clothes he had brought from her house onto her, "Hurry up and get up."

Today was his sister-in-law’s birthday.

It was also the day for a yacht trip, Asai Zexi and Yanchuan Xianyou had both agreed to come, each bringing their significant others.

Asai Zexi didn’t really want to bring his, but Iihara Nishi insisted so persistently, had even quit her job and was constantly by his side, he had no choice but to treat her as his fiancée.

If Iihara Nishi ignored him, then the Iihara family would be at fault, but she had stooped so low, if he didn’t give face now, the Iihara family would definitely take issue with his stance on the marriage.

"Ah! I haven’t showered yet, the clothes are going to get dirty," exclaimed Asai Ayumi as she sat up, glaring at Aoyama Xiu Xin before taking her clothes to the bathroom.

About half an hour later, Asai Ayumi came out, her long hair cascading down her shoulders, wearing a light makeup, dressed in a water-blue strapless dress showing off a glimpse of pale, smooth arcs, the hemline just above her knees, her legs sheathed in thin, flesh-colored stockings, paired with white high heels.

She lacked the imposing aura she had in uniform.

But she carried a hint more of a woman’s delicate charm.

Asai Ayumi twirled around, "Do I look good?"

"Almost didn’t recognize you with your clothes on."

"Idiot! Shut up, you annoying jerk!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin laughed heartily, wrapped his arm around her slim waist, and they headed out, his companion’s charm certainly enviable to Jie Cheng.

However, he envied Jie Cheng in terms of quantity.

With his exceptional talents, if he hadn’t become a policeman after crossing over, he would probably be colleagues with that Jie Cheng fellow, becoming a renowned actor in certain films.

Regrettably, he chose to serve in a different way, blessing the people of Japan, and thereby the Japanese adult film industry lost a potential "tough guy" who could have influenced the entire sector.

"Ai!"

Thinking this, Aoyama Xiu Xin sighed.

"What’s wrong?" Asai Ayumi asked with concern.

Aoyama Xiu Xin softly voiced his regrets.

Asai Ayumi’s face darkened, "So that’s why you love videotaping our sessions?"

Aoyama Xiu Xin’s hobby was outrageous; if those tapes were leaked, many would be socially ruined.

Because she suspected that Aoyama Xiu Xin’s filmed past heroines didn’t only include her, his official fiancée.

"I just always dreamt of being a documentary filmmaker," Aoyama Xiu Xin stated righteously.

Asai Ayumi’s eyes flickered, her cheeks tinting as she whispered softly, "I want to see the ones you’ve filmed with other women."

"???" Aoyama Xiu Xin looked shocked.

You might have awakened some peculiar fetish.

Asai Ayumi spoke embarrassingly, "I was raised very strictly, never got to watch those kinds of films. I’ve always wanted to, but watching other men feels disgusting; watching my own fiancé is acceptable."

"Alright, you’ll be my official internal critic from now on. I filmed a piece with Nakamori Akina a few days ago; I’ll invite you to the preview."

Akina was his favorite actress to work with, her tearful appearance on camera was especially poignant.

Asai Ayumi’s eyes widened instantaneously, "Akina?"

"Yeah!"

"Darn it! She’s my idol! How could you besmirch her! I’m going to kill you!"

"Just tell me if you want to watch or not."

"Of course I want to watch!" Asai Ayumi said excitedly.

After all, it’s well-known that a fan’s biggest regret is that their idol never starred in a film.

The two chattered and laughed all the way to the docks at Tokyo Port, where the dazzlingly pristine Liberty was waiting.

"Good morning, sir, madam."

As they boarded, ten curvaceous and lovely yacht staff members bowed in unison.

The captain, sporting a large-brimmed hat, wore a tight, stark white uniform that accentuated her shapely figure, while the other crew members were in midriff-baring sailor outfits, the skirts just covered their thighs, paired with matching white high heels, making for an eye-catching scene.

Clearly, Yehua Yiren knew Aoyama Xiu Xin’s tastes well.

Soon after, Aoyama Haruko arrived, her hair pulled back and topped with a sun hat, dressed simply in a white short-sleeved shirt and denim shorts, her full figure noticeably shifting as she boarded, her legs shiningly pale.

"Hello, sister-in-law," greeted Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"Ayumi, Xiu Xin."

Aoyama Haruko flashed a bright smile.

Yanchuan Xianyou and Asai Zexi soon arrived with their fiancées, Asakawa Xia and Iihara Nishi, both dressed breezily, equally beautiful and sizzling.

But the men beside them appeared rather disinterested.

"Nice yacht," Asakawa Xia remarked, removing her sunglasses and glancing around, somewhat surprised.

Both Asai Ayumi and Aoyama Haruko could sense her inherent pride, their expressions turning a bit odd.