The Sufferer is My Wife

"I don't want to talk about this woman."

After finally relying on the prophetic dream to scare this woman away from entanglement with him, Takeo Saeki doesn't want to be seen by this woman again.

Sato Kojin was a little surprised.

"Gangxiong, are you so thorough? Break up as soon as you say you want to break up, without any regrets?"

Takeo Saeki glanced at Sato Kogane.

"You take Megumi Mizusami one bite at a time, what, you want to chase her?"

Sato Kojin shrugged.

"I deserve it too?"

Sato Kojin is also a little younger than Saeki Takeo, and both of them have been in the society for more than 20 years. For this reason, Sato Kokin can see that Megumi Minakami and the men in the company are just playing for fun. If you really want to build a relationship, that's not what people like you can do.

Of course, as a scumbag in the past, Takeo Saeki may just want to sleep with Megumi Minakami once, and there is no hope for a deeper relationship.

There is nothing more to say here.

Sato Xiaojin retracted his head, and when he retracted, he took a look at the heroine Megumi Mizukami who was in the topic just now.

There was no one at Megumin Mizukami's station, Sato Kojin thought about it.

"That guy, Megumi Minakami...seems like he's going to pick up some friends today, right?"

Sato Kojin muttered to himself.

…

Saitama Airport.

Megumin Minakami, who was waiting outside the airport in his car, looked up at the sky.

In the blue sky, a plane kept approaching, getting bigger and falling into the airport.

After a while, a large number of people began to pour out of the airport, and Megumin Mizugami immediately took out a piece of cardboard from his car with a paragraph written on it.

"Welcome Miss Zongfang Mikoto!"

Among the crowd, a girl in sportswear with beautiful and immature features, who looked like she was underage, came out dragging a suitcase, and walked slowly in front of Mizusami Hui.

The girl looked at the sign that Megumi Mizukami was holding and asked.

"Are you Megumin Mizukami?"

Mizusami Hui was overjoyed and said happily.

"Are you Miss Zongfang Meiqin? I heard Uncle Dayue said about you, um, let's get in the car first."

Yesterday, Megumi Mizukami followed Natsume Takumi to President Nishike's construction site and walked around. He originally planned to bring a psyker there, but after he went, he found out that the psyker was late because of some things.

Until now, the psyker who was invited by Kei Mizusami did not come before him.

Megumi Mizugami reached the back of the car and opened the trunk of the car, put the cardboard and Munekata Mikoto's suitcase, and then went to the driver's seat and opened the door.

The small loli girl Mikoto Munekata opened the door of the passenger seat and got in.

Megumi Mizukami asked while starting the vehicle.

"Miss Meiqin, do you want to have dinner first, or find a room to rest?"

Zongkata Mikoto, who was sitting upright in the passenger seat and still wearing a seat belt, said coldly.

"Let's take a break first."

Megumi Mizukami asked again.

"Is my house okay? I have a villa for you to live in."

Zongfang Mikoto frowned slightly.

"In a few days... a few friends will come to see me, won't they bother Ms. Mizugami Hui?"

Mizusami Kei was stunned and said in surprise.

"Friend? Are you looking for Ms. Mikoto?"

Zongfang Mikoto looked sad.

"Well, the main reason I came here is not to help you, Miss Mizugami, but to go to the ice house."

Megumi Mizukami nodded knowingly.

"Is it because of your parents?"

Zongfang Miqin remained silent.

Zongfang Mikoto is the daughter of folklorists Zongfang Ryozo and Zongfang Yae. After the death of the Hishiro family, the Zongfang family of three moved into the Hishiro mansion. Afterwards, the mother Zongfang Yazhong committed suicide, and her father Zongfang Ryozo disappeared. Zongfang Mikoto survived.

The reason for surviving is said to be that Zongfang Mikoto awakened the spiritual power that can fight against evil spirits.

"It doesn't matter."

Shui Shanghui's face was full of intentions.

"It's just a villa. Miss Mikoto, if you want to use it, I don't mind having a few more people, um, but before that..."

Zongfang Mikoto understood what Kei Mizugami meant, and replied.

"It's a bit late today, tomorrow I will go to see the construction site you mentioned with Miss Shuishang."

After a pause for a few seconds, Zongfang Meiqin asked in doubt.

"Before I came here, I read the information about the construction site that Ms. Mizugami Hui mentioned in your mouth. Are you sure there is a problem with this construction site?"

At the construction site of President Xichi, there were more than 300 workers at the time, and there were no dead people inside, and no strange things were dug up, and there were no meddlesome people conducting experiments on summoning demons.

It's just a construction site that has been safe all the way to the present.

Megumi Mizukami rolled her eyes in circles and replied.

"I don't know, but it's always right to be careful."

Zongfang Meiqin nodded slowly.

The street light in front of the Mizukami car turned red, and Mizukami slowed down and stopped at the intersection. While waiting for the red light, Mizukami asked again.

"Miss Mikoto, um, can you psykers sense that there is danger in a certain place?"

Zongfang Meiqin nodded.

"It is possible, and it is not possible."

Megumi Mizukami looked blank, Zongfang Mikoto explained.

"We can see evil spirits, just like a person walking on the road, can see some gangsters with bad faces, and then feel the danger. That is to say, we can only feel the danger of the spirit. Others, such as car accidents, shootings, etc., we are not much different from ordinary people."

Mizukami asked again.

"What about precognitive dreams? Precognitive dreams that can detect future dangers, isn't that the patent of you psykers?"

Zongfang Meiqin shook her head.

"Prognostic dreams or death perception are about inspiration and gnosis. A person can have no spiritual power, but have strong gnosis and inspiration. A person can also have strong psychic power, but not strong gnosis and inspiration."

Zongfang Meiqin was a little curious.

"Miss Mizukami, do you know anyone who can have precognitive dreams?"

Mizukami shook his head.

"No, I just had a nightmare... I ran into a ghost at President Xichi's construction site."

Zongfang Meiqin nodded.

"No wonder Miss Mizugami Hui asked me to go and see that construction site."

Zongfang Meiqin was a little emotional, is this the eldest lady of a rich family?

Just because I had a nightmare, I suspected that there was danger in a certain place, and I asked someone to investigate.

Mizukami smiled.

"Let's talk about the construction site tomorrow. Well, Miss Meiqin, do you need my help? For example, help you find sea salt, or some magic tools and props?"

Zongfang Mikoto's expression darkened slightly.

"if…"

Zongfang Meiqin reached into her arms, and after a while, Zongfang Meiqin took out a photo from her arms and handed it to Mizusami Hui.

Megumi Mizukami took it and put it behind the windshield to take a look.

In the photo is a very old camera.

Zongfang Mikoto said in a deep voice that didn't match her age.

"...If it's convenient for Ms. Mizugami, please help me find this camera."

Mizukami asked doubtfully.

"Camera? Well, is there anything special about this? Like remembering something?"

Zongfang Meiqin shook her head.

"I don't know, but this camera was used by my mother. According to my mother, this camera can repel and seal evil spirits."

Zongfang Miqin remembers that after her mother committed suicide, this camera was picked up by her missing father, Zongfang Liangzang. Waiting for his father to disappear, the whereabouts of this camera were unknown.

I don't know if it was hidden by a ghost, or entrusted to someone else by my father.

"No problem, I'll help you find it."

Mizusami Hui readily agreed.

…

Kirishima Mansion.

Gayoko, who had just trained, was lying on the sofa covered with plastic film, and fitness coach Chiba Kirishima sat on Gakoko's lower back, massaging Gakoko's body skillfully with both hands.

Jiaye let out a dull cry of pain from his nostrils.

More than half a month has passed since the initial training, and Jiaye has also started to enjoy massage from the original discomfort.

Chiba Kirishima stroked her shoulder blades, slipped her hands from behind Kayako to the front of Kayako's lower abdomen, and rubbed gently.

Gayako comfortably spit out the unspeakable, delicate sound like a cat.

Kirishima Chiba asked with an ambiguous smile.

"Ms. Kayako, Mr. Saeki seems to be working hard these days, feeding you well."

Kayako's body froze, but soon softened.

They are all wives with children in elementary school, and they are not too shy to speak because of a little boudoir topic.

Gayako even said a little proudly.

"Gangxiong has really worked hard recently."

Jia Coconut began to think about what to have for today's dinner. Since her husband is being squeezed by himself so frequently, he must take good care of his body.

Kirishima Chiba's hand massaged from the lower abdomen to the back of Kayako's neck, just a pinch, Kayako couldn't help crying.

Kirishima Chiba rubbed the place where Kayako could scream, and said doubtfully.

"Ms. Kayako, your side is so hard, is it because of cooking?"

When cooking, the neck needs to maintain a long-term posture, and it will hurt and sore if it is used too much.

Kayako responded with tears in his eyes.

"Maybe, hiss..."

Although it hurts when you massage, it is also very refreshing.

"Go ahead and get back to that topic."

Kirishima Chiba's tone was full of irresistible spring.

"Ms. Kayako, when you were training with me, I clearly felt that your body was very empty. At that time, your husband hasn't touched you for a long time, right?"

Gayako didn't dare to respond.

Kirishima Chiba helped Kayako respond.