Returnee from Another World - Chapter 74: The Unkept Contract

Chapter 74: The Unkept Contract

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Did he chug a ton of booze to drown his frustration?

Akuzawa Hitoshi staggered toward me, a brandy bottle in hand.

His state is undoubtedly because Satou Eikae escaped. Judging by his behavior, Kusunoki Seichirou must’ve chewed him out harshly. But there’s no way he suspects my involvement. So, is he here to mooch money off me? Or just looking for someone to vent to? Either way, this is shaping up to be a hassle.

I’m all for Akuzawa screwing up his business, but I didn’t orchestrate this. I’m still questioning why I even helped Eikae. I’ve told myself it’s to put Akuzawa behind bars, but that plan’s not foolproof, and my motives feel flimsy even to me. Still, I should’ve seen this coming—my oversight was naive. As long as Sayaka Hojo doesn’t spill anything, there’s no way Akuzawa can connect me to Eikae, so I’m not too worried about him figuring it out.

“Hey! Thought I recognized someone. It’s Masuda, right? How’s it hangin’?” Akuzawa said, plopping down next to me without asking and throwing an overly familiar arm around me.

I flashed a polite smile. “Doing well, thanks.”

“Oh yeah? How much you rakin’ in?” he asked.

“Well, enough, I suppose…” I hedged.

“C’mon, how much you makin’?” he pressed.

“Akuzawa!” Yasunaga snapped.

“What, brother? Just chattin’. Right, Masuda?” Akuzawa said, slamming his bottle on the table and draping his arm over my shoulder like we’re old pals.

“Sorry, Masuda-san. Akuzawa’s being rude,” Yasunaga said.

“It’s fine, I don’t mind. Though, he might’ve had a bit too much to drink,” I said.

“What’s that? I can’t have a drink now?” Akuzawa slurred.

“No, no, I didn’t say that,” I said.

“Tch. Everyone’s on my case… But just watch, that woman’ll come crawlin’ back once she misses my cock,” he muttered.

“That woman?” I asked.

“Oi, Akuzawa, you’ve had enough. Call it a night,” Yasunaga cut in, likely worried Akuzawa might blurt something about Eikae.

Yasunaga probably didn’t want him spilling details beyond the botched job, especially about Eikae. I wasn’t planning to pry further—it’d seem unnatural not to ask, so I went with the flow. Digging deeper would be a bad move.

“What’s that? You’ve been makin’ bank off Masuda, haven’t ya? How ‘bout sharin’ some with me!” Akuzawa barked.

“Easy, no need to yell. Didn’t we just do a deal the other day?” I said.

“That was me doin’ you a favor! If anything, you owe me!” he shot back.

“But I paid well above market rate. Your 8-million-yen debt? I gave you 20 million. You don’t think that’s standard, do you?” I said.

“Well, yeah, maybe…” he grumbled.

I drove the point home to keep Akuzawa in check. The thought crossed my mind that, strapped for cash, he might break our agreement and go after the Amasawas again. I’ve got Yasunaga and the Hayashi-do group as insurance, but a guy like Akuzawa would toss promises aside for his own convenience. Still, he’s not stupid enough to risk his position unless he’s desperate.

“If another deal comes up, I might call on you,” I said.

“For real? You’ll hook me up next time?” he asked.

“No guarantees, but it’s possible. I’m just a guy working for an organization—can’t do whatever I want,” I said.

I hinted at a bigger group backing me. Akuzawa wouldn’t guess I’m acting alone, but he needs a strong deterrent.

“You’re callin’ all the shots on these deals, right?” he pressed.

“Well, sort of,” I said.

“Then let me in on it!” he said.

“Akuzawa, messin’ with my business ain’t exactly friendly,” Yasunaga warned.

“Tch. Got any other deals goin’?” Akuzawa asked.

“Well, I dabble in gems, but it’s not very profitable. No good channels for cheap stock,” I said.

I know better than to say too much, but I dangled a carrot to keep him calm. I’m worried that, after failing Seichirou, Akuzawa might do something reckless.

“Gems, huh? Doesn’t sound like much money,” he said.

Despite his words, [Interest]’s yellow and [Lust]’s pink flared up around him.

Seeing Akuzawa like that, a twinge of unease grew in me.

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The dirt won’t wash off, no matter how hard I scrub.

That thought raced through Kyouka Amasawa’s mind. Just moments ago, Sabaf had been groping her body.

Worse, a part of her found it pleasurable. Her pussy dripped with lewd juices, and though she resisted, she caught herself wanting more. How many times had she climaxed? She couldn’t deny it—she was a depraved woman, cumming over and over.

She told herself it was just a job, unavoidable. But was it really? Feeling her pussy crave Sabaf’s touch—wasn’t that a betrayal of her boyfriend, Shuu Kaburaki? Not just her pussy—her breasts, her ass, every part of her had been touched. Even their kisses, tongues entwining, made her face flush uncontrollably. Sabaf’s skillful caresses were to blame, but Kyouka despised herself for it.

This was her third time. The thought of enduring this for a year filled her with despair.

If it were just physical, she could cope. She saw it as a biological reaction and was confident in her love for Shuu. But hiding this from him gnawed at her with guilt, tormenting her endlessly.

She turned off the shower. Washing didn’t mean the job was over. Her pussy was a sopping mess, so she’d been allowed a quick shower. Soon, she’d be soaking it again. Just thinking about it made another drop of arousal trickle from her. Still, she had no choice but to serve Sabaf. Drying off quickly, Kyouka steeled herself and returned to him.

“What?” she gasped.

Sabaf was fiddling with a smartphone— unmistakably hers.

“Sabaf-denka, that’s my phone, isn’t it?” she said.

“Seems like it,” he replied casually.

“‘Seems like it’? That’s a violation of the rules!” she protested.

“Is it? I told Masuda-san I wanted a virgin with no boyfriend. Otherwise, I can’t fully enjoy the sex,” he said.

“Ugh…” she faltered.

“Dealing with a reluctant woman isn’t exactly thrilling. We agreed you’d act like my lover for a year, didn’t we?” he said.

“But still…” she said.

“Kaburaki Shuu, right? You’re hung up on him, aren’t you?” he said.

“W-What? Shuu-kun has nothing to do with this! Give me my phone back!” she demanded.

“Heh, fine. Too late, though,” he said, tossing her phone onto the bed.

“I’ll do my job properly, so don’t ever do this again,” she said.

“Sure, sure. Now, let’s have some fun until Kaburaki Shuu shows up,” he said.

“What?” she said.

“Lick my pussy plenty, Kyouka-san,” he said.

“Sabaf-denka, what did you just say?” she asked.

“I said, lick my pussy. Or we could lick each other’s, if you prefer,” he said.

“No, about Shuu-kun!” she said.

“Oh, I just emailed him to come here. If you’re okay with it, I’d love to have his cock in my pussy too. It’s been a while since I’ve had a man,” he said.

Panicked, Kyouka grabbed her phone and checked it.

“No way!” she cried.

“From your texts, he has no idea you’re doing this, right? Once he knows the truth, you’ll have to let go. I’m not here for a half-assed relationship,” Sabaf said.

“That’s cruel!” she said.

“That’s the deal. You’re my stand-in lover for the year. So what if Shuu finds out? No problem, right?” he said.

“My relationship with Shuu has nothing to do with you! I’m done—I’m leaving!” she said.

“Running away? It’s too late. I’m telling Shuu everything myself anyway,” he said.

“Why would you do that?” she asked.

“Because you can’t commit. If I don’t force your hand, you’ll keep half-heartedly playing my lover,” he said.

“You could’ve just talked to me! I could’ve changed my attitude!” she said.

“This seemed more fun. How about a bet? If Shuu accepts you even after learning the truth, you win, and our contract ends,” he said.

“Stop messing around!” she shouted.

“Were you going to keep this from him forever? If you really love him, shouldn’t you tell him everything?” he said.

“I…” she stammered.

“Fine, I’ll tweak the deal. If Shuu rejects you, the contract ends too. It’ll be an entertaining show, worth the 8 million yen. Honestly, that’s pocket change to me. If you really can’t stand being with me, I’ll find another woman. But I’m not kind enough to just hand you the money. I expect 8 million yen’s worth of entertainment,” he said.

“Ugh,” she groaned.

“Think hard. Can you keep this from him forever? He’s probably noticed something’s off with you already,” he said.

Kyouka collapsed to her knees, dazed. Sabaf watched her with amused satisfaction.