After breaking up, my ex asked me to win her back-Chapter 229 - 228 Danger.jpg

This room was different from the other Japanese-style rooms.

In abstract terms, it had a lived-in feel.

Watches carelessly placed on the bookshelf, a novel left halfway read on the desk, several film scripts with artistic titles, and a man’s shirt and tie discarded on the bed.

The room also had a television and a gaming console.

A flagship controller, worth thirty thousand yen, was wedged into the sofa crevice—a sight that would infuriate any gamer.

It was apparent that the occupant was an adult male who liked his privacy and lived casually.

To keep the room as it was when he returned, he even specifically instructed the servants not to touch anything here.

Otherwise, judging by the state of the other rooms, this one would not be so messy; it probably would have been cleaned up by the Ayakoji family’s servants before Kagura Hikaru’s arrival.

From various subtle clues, Kagura Hikaru concluded that the owner of the room must return occasionally.

There were no clear indicators of who lived in the room.

The reason he was sure this was Ryoma Ayakoji’s room, and not that of some other guest temporarily staying with the Ayakoji family, mainly came from several scripts placed on the desk.

Kagura had seen the name on the scripts on the television in the living room the night before.

It was a sequel to a classic romance drama, with only the movie’s teaser, cast list, and scenes from the previous movie shown on TV, ending with "In vigorous production."

In layman’s terms, that meant a greeting to the viewers that filming had begun, and to not forget to follow it.

Ryoma Ayakoji’s name was among the main cast revealed for that sequel movie.

Kagura’s stepmother, a fan of Ryoma Ayakoji, had screamed loudly upon seeing his name, leaving a deep impression on Kagura.

The script for a movie that was supposed to be kept a secret during filming yet was found in a room in the Ayakoji house, along with adult male clothing and an expensive men’s watch, made it over ninety percent likely that this was Ryoma’s room.

After all, Kagura had never thought that the Ayakoji family would have a long-term male guest.

This place was clearly where Chiyoko Ayakoji normally lived; she had seemed very familiar with it when she opened the door and led the way.

And as a well-known actor with a busy schedule, Ryoma rarely came home; he would not likely trust an adult male to live with his daughter.

Even if there were other servants in the house.

Considering this, the likelihood that this was Ryoma’s room had just risen to a hundred percent.

Despite the extensive analysis, in reality, only three seconds had passed in Kagura’s thoughts.

Once he had confirmed the target room, he immediately began searching for the appropriate samples.

Kagura was looking for hair, Ryoma Ayakoji’s hair, which should be the easiest sample to obtain.

Other samples like saliva or blood usually wouldn’t be left in a room, and they were difficult to collect.

He could only hope that the Ayakoji family’s servants weren’t too diligent, leaving not even a single hair behind.

Kagura started searching in areas that might not have been cleaned, such as under the sofa and the bottom of the bed, then near the pillow, where it was easiest to find hair.

The result was none.

Those places had been swept clean, with hardly any dust.

It was clear that the nanny of the Ayakoji house enjoyed her job.

Finally, he found two hairs under the desk in the room, pressed into a corner, seemingly pushed there by the sweeping of the maid.

Knowing he could not linger, Kagura pocketed the samples securely, swiftly erased any traces he had left, exited the room, and closed the door behind him.

He had entered from the outside corridor, but upon leaving, he exited through the main door, which led to the inside hallway.

After meandering a bit, he saw Chiyoko Ayakoji, who was looking for him.

"Kagura, where did you go?" Chiyoko Ayakoji approached him, puzzled, "I told you to wait for me inside."

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She wasn’t in her school uniform but had changed into a white house dress.

The design of the dress cinched at the waist, perfectly highlighting her figure.

The loose dress on Chiyoko Ayakoji gave no other impression to Kagura but awkwardness.

And it seemed like she might not be wearing anything underneath...

Her "enthusiasm" was fully demonstrated.

"I was looking for the bathroom and got lost," Kagura Hikaru said, using the excuse he had prepared earlier.

Ayakoji Chiyoko couldn’t help but laugh and cry as she took his arm and led him to the restroom.

It seemed he had smoothly bluffed his way through.

Kagura Hikaru closed the bathroom door and stood in front of the toilet, thinking about what to do next.

He had successfully obtained the sample, but how was he to extricate himself?

If he did nothing and just let things happen, he might end up waking up in the same bed with Ayakoji Chiyoko the next day.

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Having not thought of a better plan, he actually used the toilet to maintain his lie, flushed after relieving himself, washed his hands under the tap, and walked out the door.

Ayakoji Chiyoko was standing at the door with a smile, causing a slight pang in Kagura Hikaru’s heart.

With that posture, she might not plan to let him out of her sight next.

"Then let’s go," Ayakoji Chiyoko said as she reached for his hand again and dragged him in a direction, "My room is that way."

"Isn’t this too fast... ?"

"Eh? I thought you were in a hurry, even going to the bathroom in advance."

"..."

"I get it, let’s consider it foreplay and watch a movie first," Ayakoji Chiyoko, misunderstanding that Kagura Hikaru was slow to warm up, pulled him in another direction.

Just as Kagura Hikaru wondered what kind of "movie" she was talking about, he suddenly realized that Ayakoji Chiyoko had led him to the same room he had just visited—Ryoma Ayakoji’s room.

"!?"

"This is my father’s room, he recently bought a very big TV," Ayakoji Chiyoko said nonchalantly as she barged into the room.

She had Kagura Hikaru sit on the sofa, threw out the controller tucked in the sofa seams, and started rummaging around for the remote control.

Such rough actions, truly befitting his own daughter.

"You’ll get scolded for this," Kagura Hikaru said.

"It’s okay, he won’t be back today anyway, I’ll just tidy up later," Ayakoji Chiyoko, sitting duck-like on the wooden floor, aimed her clean, reddish soles at Kagura Hikaru.

She seemed to have discovered something, curling her toes.

"Found it!"

Ayakoji Chiyoko pulled out the remote control from a drawer at the bottom of the bookcase and pressed it toward the 75-inch giant mirror-like TV across from the sofa; the screen indeed lit up.

"Watch some TV for now, wait here for a bit," Ayakoji Chiyoko tossed the remote control to Kagura Hikaru, walked out of the room, but just as she left, she quickly peeped back in, her pupils seemingly turning cat-like as she stared at Kagura Hikaru, "Don’t run off again this time."

"... I know," he replied.

"Good, I’ll go get some drinks and discs."

Ayakoji Chiyoko ran out with a lively thump thump thump of her footsteps.

Her steps were livelier than ever.

The opportunity had come, should he slip out now... ?

Kagura Hikaru pondered with the remote in his hand.

But before he could make a decision, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the room.

They were heavy footsteps, unlike Ayakoji Chiyoko’s.

A tall man appeared at the door, pausing when he saw Kagura Hikaru sitting on the sofa.

Kagura Hikaru also paused.

Had his stepmother come too, she would have been delighted, he thought for no reason.

Because the man who appeared before him was his stepmother’s idol, the famous Mr. Ryoma Ayakoji.

He was done for.