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"Knock knock knock!" A knocking sound suddenly came from outside the door.
Shirakawa Natsu shuddered, as if jolted awake from a state of deep concentration, and looked frantically at the doorway.
He quickly stuffed the notebook in his hand into the skincare product cabinet next to him.
After hiding the notebook, he pretended to be calm and called out towards the door, "Come in."
A nurse entered, followed by a woman.
"Mr. Xia, thank you for your help with this." The nurse introduced the woman to Shirakawa Natsu.
Then turned and left.
"Please lie down, guest." Shirakawa Natsumi pointed to the massage medical bed.
The massage session lasts one hour.
Shirakawa Natsu earned another 8 yen in tips, plus a full commission, thanks to the blond-haired massage technique.
You can get a total of 20 yen.
He suddenly realized that this was the right way to use the Huangmao app.
After carefully putting away the money and respectfully seeing the guest off, he sneaked to the door of the room. Seeing that no one was in the hallway, he ran to the place where he had hidden the notebook, secretly took it out, and carefully put it away.
I served another customer in the afternoon before I got off work.
When he left, he locked his laptop and work clothes in his personal locker.
His personal locker number is 19.
After confirming that the lock was securely locked, he carefully put the key away from his body and left the beauty salon.
Night fell quickly, and in the darkness, the door to the storage room suddenly opened.
A figure quickly slipped in and then carefully closed the door. Judging from his practiced movements, he had definitely done this kind of thing many times before.
The shadowy figure crept stealthily to the locker and pulled out a miniature flashlight.
With a soft "snap," a beam of light from the flashlight shone onto locker number 19.
The light was dim, but it clearly illuminated the face of the person holding the flashlight; it was none other than Natsuya Togawa.
He didn't rush to open locker number 19. Instead, he used a flashlight to carefully check around the locker. After confirming that there was nothing noteworthy, he took out a key and carefully opened the locker.
The flashlight beam clearly illuminated everything inside the locker.
There was only one set of folded work clothes.
Xia also remembered the location of the work clothes, and then carefully reached out and put her hand under the work clothes.
Sure enough, I found a notebook.
He tried to be as quiet as possible, pulling out the notebook without touching the work clothes above.
He had to ensure that the wrinkles in his work clothes wouldn't change at all after the notebook was pulled out.
He moved carefully, and as the green notebook was pulled out, his forehead gradually became covered with fine sweat.
Persistence pays off; with careful effort, he finally managed to pull out the notebook.
Xia also let out a soft breath and gently opened the notebook.
Shirakawa Natsu's handwriting wasn't very good, and the flashlight's light was dim, making it difficult for Natsu to read.
But his attention was quickly drawn to the words on the notebook.
"When I caught up with her."
A fragrant aroma made me stop in my tracks.
"This is a fragrance unique to middle-class young women."
Chapter 149 Gradually Becoming Strange
Xia Ye's face alternated between pale and green, appearing particularly ferocious and terrifying under the flashlight beam.
His gaze remained fixed on the notebook as he continued reading.
"I followed the scent and approached her."
Hello, is there anything I can help you with?
"What a beautiful voice! How can she speak so charmingly?"
"..."
The middle section was filled with praise, completely omitting any mention of the conversation between the two.
Like a naive young boy, writing love poems describing innocent, budding romance.
Xia Ye's face grew increasingly gloomy, his gaze fixed on the last sentence.
"I'm very curious, what kind of family does such a beautiful person have?"
"I believe it won't be long, because I've got her contact information..."
Xia also read through the words in the notebook again and again in the darkness, not missing a single punctuation mark.
His breathing grew heavier in the darkness, and his trousers bulged slightly.
Xia Ye's breathing gradually became steady. He carefully put the notebook back in its original place and then disappeared into the darkness.
Time quickly came to the next day.
Shirakawa Natsu arrived at the beauty salon, greeted each staff member with a smile, and then went to the lockers.
He carefully observed his surroundings first, and only after finding nothing amiss did he open the locker. Everything inside was the same as yesterday.
He took out his work clothes and notebook.
He had no idea whether the notebook had been touched last night.
Natsu was also a very cautious person, so Shirakawa Natsu did not set any traps for detection.
He had no doubt that Xia could easily open the locker. After all, he was the head of logistics, and even if he wasn't, given his cautious nature, he could definitely get the key.
Shirakawa Natsu knew that only magic could defeat magic.
"Good morning, kid." Jiang Enhui came over to greet him, but of course, she wasn't just looking out for him.
She greeted all the employees she encountered along the way with enthusiasm.
Of course, that includes Xia Ye as well.
Xia Ye, as usual, greeted Jiang Enhui with a smile and immediately returned the greeting.
"Good morning, Natsuya-senpai." Shirakawa Natsuya walked over and greeted him warmly.
"Hey, you little rascal, did something fun happen?" Jiang Enhui asked curiously. "You also left right after get off work last night."
"I went to do something important." Shirakawa Natsu scratched the back of her head and glanced at Natsuya out of the corner of her eye.
Sure enough, after he revealed something important, a strange light flashed in Xia Ye's eyes.
"You've been delayed at work," Jiang Enhui said before leaving.
Shirakawa Natsu finished chasing Togawa Keiko yesterday and came back to tell her, but he didn't get anything out of her.
Jiang Enhui instantly gave him a look of disappointment.
A worker's day is no different from the day before.
Shirakawa Natsu only served two customers, one of whom was a petite and cute girl.
To avoid arousing Xia Ye's suspicion, he smeared the paste on the girl's jade feet.
In my free time, I started writing in my diary again.
As usual, he left early after get off work and locked his diary in his personal locker.
This time, however, he placed a corner of his work clothes next to the diary, so that if anyone touched the diary, the position of the corner of his clothes would definitely change.
Late at night, the same dark figure as yesterday slipped into the locker, and he carefully took out the notebook.
I had already seen it once yesterday, so I was less wary. His trembling hands also proved how he felt at that moment.
He eagerly turned to a new page, and sure enough, the previously blank space now contained new content.
“I am a sinner, I could not control my desires.”
"I spoke to her on the phone, and her voice was still beautiful and captivating."
“I learned over the phone that she was going to pick up her child from Daotian Primary School, so I went there early after get off work.”
"I only dared to peek from a corner."
“I noticed that her child is already in middle school.”
"To be honest, it's embarrassing to have your mother pick you up from school at this age."
"Her child didn't seem embarrassed at all and got straight into her car."
"I'm very curious about what her home is like."
"What would a family be like if it were carefully maintained by such a beautiful woman?"
"So, I decided to go to her house to take a look."
This diary is like a work by a damned online novelist.
It always stops updating at the most crucial moment.
Xia was panting heavily in the darkness when she silently put the notebook back.
The next day, Shirakawa Natsu stood in front of her locker, opened it, and glanced at a corner of her clothes.
Upon seeing the traces of the hem of the garment being moved, a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
Just as planned.
This is the kind of voyeurism and the ability to remain unmoved and even sexually aroused by seeing one's beloved being violated.
It's simply impossible to resist the temptation of such a serialized story.
It's night time again.
The shadowy figure opened the personal locker. This time, he was more skilled than before, and after a simple check, he opened the notebook.
The section that was interrupted yesterday has finally been updated with new content.
"I was surprised that she agreed to my visit. Did she have some kind of expectation in letting a strange boy into her home?"
"But none of that matters anymore. She turned around to make me tea, and I could admire her back without restraint."
"Her steps were as light as a ghost, and the curves of a woman could be vaguely seen beneath her skirt."
"When she placed the tea in front of me, I said to her, 'You look a lot like my mother.'"
"I've been bedridden because of illness; she left when I was very young."
"I think she might have had enough of me."
Xia Ye's expression gradually became distorted; this day's diary entry was longer than the previous two days.
He turned to the next page.
“I know my appearance is very attractive. I saw sympathy in her eyes. She seemed to feel a maternal sympathy for me.”
"Let's have tea and chat together."
"She told me a lot of things from her heart."
"For example, the hardship of one person taking care of a child."
"She had a dream that she couldn't realize because she was a housewife. It turns out she wanted to be a musician, and she played a piece for me right there."
"I'm certain that at this moment, she is an angel."
"I want to hug her from behind, to embrace this alluring body."
“I reached out my hand to her.”
As Xia saw this, her heart pounded in the darkness.
He continued reading with trepidation.