Sapporo, having just returned home and feeling completely exhausted, Aoyama Xiu Xin lay on the plump and fair thighs of his sister-in-law, enjoying her gentle head massage.
Aoyama Haruko's feet were becoming ever more nimble.
Women's feet are wonderful! Who doesn't like women's feet?
"Ring ring! Ring ring!"
The ringing of the phone interrupted Xiu Xin's enjoyment.
"Idiot," he cursed softly, sitting up reluctantly and picking up the phone from the desk to answer it.
Suddenly, he felt a soft touch again and, looking down, he saw a pair of tender and delicate little feet making a return visit. He turned his head to Aoyama Haruko and met her shy yet tender gaze.
"Hss~" Xiu Xin took a deep breath and then answered the call, "This is Aoyama Xiu Xin."
"Panasonic Youkang."
"Mayor Panasonic?" Xiu Xin was somewhat surprised, "An after-midnight call, may I know the purpose?"
"Akben Jiancheng is dead."
"What?" Xiu Xin was startled and asked in surprise, "He's dead? How did he die?"
