Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister-Chapter 615 - 505: Naming! Why Not Divorce? Fortune and Misfortune (Seeking Monthly Pass)

Chapter 615: Chapter 505: Naming! Why Not Divorce? Fortune and Misfortune (Seeking Monthly Pass)

Kudou Tatsuo locked himself in the bathroom as soon as he got home, ignoring his injuries and letting the cold water wash over him.

He had always been a coward.

Suppressing the rage and hate in his heart.

But today, someone had pointed out in full view the affair between his wife and Fujimoto Takayoshi, and he could no longer contain the anger and resentment within.

He was furious at Fujimoto Takayoshi’s arrogance, taking his wife by leveraging his status and power.

He loathed Kudou Misaki’s heartlessness, with eyes only for power, completely disregarding her husband and abandoning past affection to become Fujimoto Takayoshi’s mistress.

The more Kudou Tatsuo thought about it, the more extreme he became, even suspecting that Kudou Misaki had never loved him, that marrying him was just to use him as a stepping stone to get a transfer to the headquarters.

So, as soon as she arrived at headquarters, she had immediately tried every way to seduce Fujimoto Takayoshi, and once successful, her attitude towards him changed drastically, from previously being gentle and compliant to being impatient, even refusing to let him touch her.

Between the two of them, he hated the latter even more.

"Bitch! Bitch!" Kudou Tatsuo cursed through gritted teeth, his fist smashing against the wall, his knuckles split open, flesh blurred with blood, but he felt no pain.

Revenge! He must take revenge on her!

Kudou Misaki cared about power, didn’t she? Wanting to climb higher, desiring a life of glamour?

Then he would make her lose it all! Let her taste the feeling of losing her beloved!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Kudou Misaki, who had returned home late, knocked on the bathroom door and said coldly, "Come out!"

Listening to this imperious command, as always.

Kudou Tatsuo found it unbearably intolerable.

But he still took a deep breath, concealed his rage and hatred once more, adjusted his emotions, and opened the door.

Since he had decided on revenge, he couldn’t let the other party become alert; otherwise, the difficulty of carrying it out would suddenly increase.

"Do you feel wronged?" Kudou Misaki didn’t offer comfort to her husband, but with her arms crossed, she stared at Kudou Tatsuo coldly and asked.

Kudou Tatsuo remained silent, not saying a word.

Misaki’s eyes filled with disappointment, she shook her head and continued, "Do you know how many years it takes for an ordinary person to go from a patrol officer to a Superintendent General?"

Without waiting for Tatsuo to answer, she went on, "At least ten years. You only took five. I know you feel humiliated, but to gain something, you have to lose something. That’s how the world works; there’s no perfect solution! Even if there is, it doesn’t belong to people like us who start with nothing."

She was more practical and more rational.

"But what’s gained is not what I want! And what’s lost is not what I want to lose!" Kudou Tatsuo couldn’t help but retort after hearing that.

Misaki had feelings for Tatsuo in the earlier years, but after climbing up to Fujimoto Takayoshi and seeing more promising young men, more powerful figures, she no longer had any love for her husband, "No matter what, I haven’t wronged you. You helped me transfer to the police headquarters, I gave you a Superintendent General rank in return. When you look at it, you’re the one who profited in the end."

"If that’s the case, then why don’t you simply divorce me?" Tatsuo asked with a cold heart.

When she openly said their marriage was nothing more than business, he had no more illusions.

Misaki fell silent for a moment, then said, "Because the Minister likes married women."

That reason... was just... outrageous!

"Idiot!" Upon hearing this, Tatsuo broke down once again today, turning around and kicking the bathroom door, his eyes red as he exclaimed, "This is too much!"

His appearance was one of extreme fury, like a starving wolf, ready to attack at any moment.

But Misaki knew him well; naturally weak, easy to bully, hard to scare, so she wasn’t at all frightened.

"In short, that’s the situation. Divorce is out of the question. If I have his child in the future, I’ll need you to cover for me, but you won’t miss out on compensation. I won’t be coming back home tonight." With those words, Misaki picked up her bag and left.

What a useful tool to let go.

"Bang!"

Listening to the door closing, Tatsuo leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the floor, his eyes revealing deep-seated hatred. Bitch, you will pay the price.

At the same time, Hattori Si and Ueda Hanon were having dinner, silent due to a misunderstanding that had occurred during the day, making the atmosphere at the table somewhat awkward.

Their seven-year-old daughter, Hattori Aiko, keenly sensed that something was amiss and ate quietly, not daring to make a sound.

Children are often very sensitive.

"I have to go on a business trip on Saturday." It was Ueda Hanon who finally broke the silence after hesitating for a while.

Her father, trying to persuade her to get along with Aoyama Xiu Xin, didn’t even know how many days Aoyama would be staying there; she would have to accompany him and might not be able to return soon. She had to give advance notice.

Because she was at home, she had changed out of her military uniform and into a nightgown. The champagne-colored spaghetti-strap nightgown could hardly conceal her voluptuous figure, her body still in great shape even though the child was already quite grown.

"Really on a business trip?" Hattori Si asked with a smirk that was not quite a smile, "You’re not going on a business trip with Aoyama, right? Military and police joint operation, how come I haven’t heard about it?"

His sensitive reaction completely dissuaded Hanon from telling the truth.

"What are you talking about in front of the child? I’m going to the Seventh Division to handle some matters, just by myself," Hanon glared at her husband, her voice betraying her guilt.

Out of consideration for the child, Si kept quiet, turning his sorrow into appetite, shoveling the rice into his mouth voraciously.

Even though he was quite sure his wife was cheating on him, he didn’t dare mention divorce, because if they divorced, his bright future would be gone.

So, he felt suffocated—although hating his wife’s promiscuity, he dared not take real revenge.

So, he could only hate Aoyama Xiu Xin, it must be that bastard who seduced his wife, idiot!

Seeing her husband sulking, Ueda Hanon felt helpless yet sympathetic. She had been desperate to marry him when he was just a security guard. It was true love for her husband, so she couldn’t help but explain once more, "There really isn’t anything between me and Aoyama Xiu Xin. Stop overthinking and making yourself miserable."

She was only spicing things up in her imagination.

"All I can do is make myself miserable since I can’t keep you under control. Aoyama Xiu Xin should do it instead; he’s bigger than me, isn’t he?" Hattori Si said with a mix of sarcasm and mockery.

He dared to speak to his wife this way, relying on years of affection between them, knowing she wouldn’t easily leave. Otherwise, he would keep silent, not daring to let out a peep.

Ueda Aiko was completely bewildered beside them, not understanding what her father meant about not being able to block or sizes being big or not.

"Idiot!" Ueda Hanon couldn’t help cursing after hearing this, furiously tossed her chopsticks and bowl aside, and stormed upstairs, "I’m going to bed. You take your time eating."

Hattori Si snorted coldly, thinking that her reluctance to argue back face-to-face was obviously a sign of guilt.

The atmosphere was different from that of the Kudou and Hattori Families.

At Aoyama Xiu Xin’s home, there was much more warmth and happiness.

It seemed as if his family’s happiness was built upon the misfortunes of others.

"I’m home."

That was what Aoyama Xiu Xin announced as he walked through the door.

"Xiu Xin, you’re back." Aoyama Haruko, wearing loose clothes with her round belly, came forward to greet him, touching her stomach, "Baby, say hello to Daddy quickly." fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

"Let me listen." Aoyama Xiu Xin squatted down, put his ear to her belly, and said solemnly, "I heard it. Our son says Daddy has worked hard."

They had visited the hospital for a check-up last month.

It had been confirmed, it was a boy.

"Nonsense, he can’t talk yet," Aoyama Haruko rolled her eyes, then with equal seriousness added, "He communicates with me through heart-to-heart exchanges."

"Yes, yes, you and your son have that heart-to-heart understanding," Aoyama Xiu Xin smiled, not disputing it.

"Really, he’s talking again." Aoyama Haruko’s pretty face became serious, she patted her belly and looked up eagerly, "The baby says he wants ice cream."

Pregnancy meant she had to abstain from many things, which was tough for her due to cravings.

"It’s you who wants to eat it, isn’t it? It’s too late; you’re not allowed to have any," Aoyama Xiu Xin rolled his eyes and refused.

"Really, it’s the baby, never mind if you don’t believe it," Aoyama Haruko, undeterred by being exposed, turned around with her hands on her stomach, "Come on, baby, let’s go; we’ll ignore him."

Her figure had become even fuller during pregnancy, but aside from the sizable belly, her figure hadn’t become out of shape.

Her back still had graceful curves, especially under the hem of her skirt where the outline of her hips remained as defined as ever.

"Big Sister, let me see the baby."

Aoyama Xiu Xin caught up and hugged her from behind.

"Didn’t you already see just now?"

"I mean, take a real look inside."

He had one eye that could do just that.

Haruko’s face turned red, and she turned around and glared at him coquettishly, "You can go in and look after dinner."

"Okay!" Aoyama Xiu Xin chuckled.

After dinner, Aoyama Xiu Xin was in no hurry to return to his parents’ home to see his son but instead gathered Haruko’s plump form into his arms on the sofa to watch TV. He fondled her substantial conscience and rubbed her round belly.

"Xiu Xin, what should we name the child?" Haruko leaned into his embrace and asked in a gentle voice.

Aoyama Xiu Xin suddenly realized that they hadn’t chosen a name for their son yet. After thinking a bit, he said, "Let’s call him Aoyama Tianze. The fact that you could conceive is already a miracle, so it’s a grace from heaven."

The main reason was to commemorate his own past life in Japan when he had been Xu Tianze.

"Yes, you’re right; conceiving him is indeed a grace from heaven." Aoyama Haruko nodded seriously, patted her stomach, and smiled, "Did you hear that, little guy? From now on, your name is Tianze."

...

The next day, fueled by the motivation to take revenge on Kudou Misaki, Kudou Tatsuo mustered the courage to go to work at the police headquarters as usual. He could sense the odd looks from everyone, yet he couldn’t allow it to show.

Fortunately, he had developed a wealth of experience in self-deception over the years, leaving no trace of disturbance on his face.

"Manager Kudou."

Someone suddenly called out from behind.

Kudou Tatsuo stopped and turned around, realizing it was Aoyama Xiu Xin, and he quickly bowed, "Minister Aoyama."

"Manager Kudou, on behalf of Chief Hattori, I apologize to you. His rude words were inappropriate," said Aoyama Xiu Xin with sincere expression.

Kudou Tatsuo wasn’t a bad person. The quarrel yesterday had been a spur of the moment outburst. Once he calmed down, he knew he had been wrong, so he felt somewhat ashamed responding to Aoyama Xiu Xin’s apology, "That’s all in the past, let’s not mention it anymore."

"Thank you, Kudou. You really do have a big heart," Aoyama Xiu Xin said with a hearty laugh.

Though Kudou Tatsuo knew that Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t mean to be offensive, he still felt a prick at the insinuation, suspecting it was a jab at the fact that he tolerated his wife cheating on him.

Don’t doubt it; Aoyama Xiu Xin was indeed being sarcastic.

Taking the opportunity to sting his pride.

Kudou Tatsuo’s resentment toward Kudou Misaki certainly deepened, and even though he hid it well, Aoyama Xiu Xin, who had been closely observing, saw everything clearly. He smiled with a mild twist of his lips, a gentle look on his face.

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