He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

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It's more like Miike took it from Shirakawa.

Back then, Miike considered Shirakawa the prime suspect, but now their relationship has developed like this...

It's hard not to sigh at how much time has passed.

"Wow, is Miike-nee a great help to Shirakawa?"

"Haha, no, no, not at all."

"By the way, does Akita-sensei look good dressed as a maid? I've hardly ever seen maids in Japan!"

"You'll see when you see it, those are twin tails..."

......

The two walked into the residential building, chatting and laughing.

Shirakawa sighed. Entering the Nagasaki club was definitely going to be a dangerous situation. These two girls really didn't seem nervous at all, especially Jackie.

Feeling extremely frustrated, Shirakawa got off the car, leaned against the door, breathed in some fresh air, and tried to clear his mind.

The invitation can only be used for two nights, which means there are only two chances. Even if we can't solve the Nagasaki club problem, we must at least deal with Principal Kato, who sells pills. He is the biggest villain who led those girls astray, and we must find a way to bring him to justice.

"Hey, Shirakawa, what are you doing here?"

Maki was walking home with her schoolbag when she ran into Shirakawa.

"I'm waiting for someone. Ah, Maki-nee, isn't today a holiday? Why are you so late?"

"I'm writing a script in the library. The school festival is just a few days away, and I still need to spend time rehearsing. Time is tight. By the way, why didn't you come to school today?" Maki asked cautiously.

She spent the whole day in the library writing a script and pondering what the doctor named Cecilia had said to her.

I was hoping Shirakawa would come to the library, but he didn't come all day.

After much thought, Maki realized there was only one possibility: her excessive and overstepping actions had frightened Shirakawa, which was why he hadn't come.

"No, I just had something urgent to attend to today," Shirakawa replied. "I'll help you write the script tomorrow."

"Oh dear, I'm having trouble handling the script by myself. They're having a rehearsal tomorrow, so I have to finish it today..."

As Maki spoke, she held the script that she had already written in her hand.

The doctor said that you should show your imperfections. Maki doesn't actually understand what imperfection is. From childhood to adulthood, she has always tried her best in everything.

So he had to pretend that he couldn't write a good script.

"Do we absolutely have to rehearse tomorrow?" Shirakawa asked, feeling that things were a bit too rushed.

“Yes,” Maki nodded.

Yes, we have a rehearsal tomorrow. The script is all written, so of course we need to rehearse.

Shirakawa may have other plans for tomorrow, but there's still no resolution regarding Yoshioka's situation.

"Well then, how about this, I'll come to your house early this morning to write the script."

This was a last resort, but fortunately it was just writing a script. Shirakawa had already written a simple outline, and the rest was just a matter of perfecting it, which wouldn't take long.

"Oh, my house?"

“That’s right.” There’s a reason why Shirakawa chose to write the script at Mito’s house.

His little room was unusable; the sheets had been stained countless times by different women, requiring washing almost daily, and a faint odor could be smelled while he slept.

Although he had already lied to Maki about having a childhood friend he was about to marry, he still couldn't let Maki seize the "opportunity" again in order to ensure that nothing went wrong. If they were at Mido's house, with Auntie and Uncle Shinichi there, Maki would at least be more restrained.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in my room. If I fall asleep, just wake me up."

Maki appeared calm and collected on the surface, but was actually overjoyed.

I probably won't be able to sleep tonight.

She really is my destined one. She cares about me so much. It seems the doctor was right. I should show my imperfect side more often in the future.

"Hey, Little White! We're back!"

When Jieqi and Michi returned with their things packed, Michi was carrying a stack of Shirakawa's clothes.

"Huh?" Maki looked at Jackie, who was dressed up and had her hair in pigtails. She looked completely different from how she looked in the classroom, and looked like she was going on a date with a boy.

In addition, there were changes of clothes that Miike was holding.

Hmm... I wonder if the three of them went to a love hotel to do something fun together. (This was learned from an erotic book.)

A normal person would think in that direction.

"Good evening, Maki!" Jackie greeted Maki in a very familiar manner.

"Hello, Maki-san," Miike greeted her.

Where are you all going?

"We...we're going to a restaurant for dinner!" Jackie replied. "Oh, and we can also talk about the play; I'd like a good role too!"

Jackie's answer was flawless, and her acting was excellent.

The problem is that Miike still has Shirakawa's change of clothes.

Who would believe that you need to bring a change of clothes to eat? Shirakawa isn't a baby who needs to change clothes just to eat.

"Take care, I'm going home to write my script." Maki didn't say anything, but instead pretended to walk towards the apartment building.

When they reached the elevator and stairwell, Maki took out the ring Cecilia had given her from her pocket and put it on her finger.

Can this ring really block out perception?

Maki nervously returned to their side, and could hear their conversation.

"Hehe, Xiaobai, aren't I incredibly resourceful!" Jackie said proudly, hands on her hips.

“Indeed, Jackie.” Michi gave a thumbs up from the side.

Great! They really didn't notice me!

"Oh, I hope you can maintain that at the Nagasaki club..." Shirakawa opened the door and got into the passenger seat.

Nagasaki Club?

Maki had never heard of it, and had never even been to a regular club.

The so-called club seems to be a place where adults go out for drinks and entertainment.

There's definitely something wrong with the two women and one man who went.

I need to find a way to follow them...

What to do...

Miike also got into the car, started the engine, and prepared to leave.

Just as Jackie opened the back door of the car, she heard a thumping sound coming from Shirakawa's car door.

What's going on? Jackie observed, but there was nothing there.

"Hey, Jackie," Shirakawa said to Jackie, rolling down the car window, "What time is it, still playing pranks..."

"No! I didn't do it."

"Who else could it be but you? Stop standing there like an idiot, hurry up and leave."

Jackie was at a loss for words. There were no pebbles on the ground, so who knocked on the car door?

"It might be due to the car. I've been working all the time and haven't had time to maintain it, so the door might have developed a problem," Miike explained.

"Hey, Miike-nee, this is no small matter! Don't throw me off halfway through." Shirakawa panicked a bit and quickly moved closer to Miike in the driver's seat.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay. How fast can you drive in the city? Just buckle up, it'll be fine. I'll go to the dealership tomorrow..."

Is that really the case?

Jackie felt a sense of unease, leaned forward, got into the car, and closed the door.

It felt a bit uncomfortable to sit in.

I always feel like there's someone else next to me.

Is it just my imagination...?

143. Nagasaki Clubhouse (1)

Near Nagasaki Club.

After parking the car, the three of them packed their things and got out.

Jackie took out a mask from the small package.

They are all half-face masks that cover the upper half of the face, the kind often used at masquerade balls or variety shows.

The one in Miike is purple with lace trim and a few sparkly "diamond" decorations.

Wearing it adds a touch of charm.

Jackie's is pure black with flame patterns on the edges, which is very cool. It would have been a perfect match for the old Jackie.