CHAPTER 75: 68. SISTER-IN-LAW, YOU... YOU’RE NOT PLANNING TO USE YOUR OWN BODY AS BAIT, ARE YOU?

Empress Bubble Bath.

Kawashima Miki walked through the floors from one to four, checking the preparations before opening. The air-conditioning wind blowing against her was somewhat cold, carrying a rough premonition.

These floors were the most frequented by men seeking pleasure, and even before business hours, many regular customers were already waiting.

Whether staff or guests, all their eyes were involuntarily focused on her.

A sensually tidy outfit, her hair elegantly tied at the back of her head, she appeared both pure and alluring. Standing at 168 centimeters, her exposed calves and arms were graceful and beautiful, with every muscle exuding an enchanting fragrance.

Feeling the burning gaze from people, Kawashima Miki walked with a light step.

Look as much as you want.

She even thought with a hint of mischievousness, no matter how hard you try, you’ll only see clothes, not the inside of me.

And also.

Only allowed to watch from afar, don’t play up close.

Otherwise, your life is forfeit!

The crisp sound of her high heels echoed against the marble floor, her skirt swaying slightly as Kawashima Miki straightened her back and headed to the fifth floor.

This floor was a dining bar, for customers to replenish their energy after intense activities.

Above on the sixth floor was a hotel.

It featured accommodation areas, a cinema, a gym, and a swimming pool.

The seventh floor housed the staff rest and office areas, while the eighth floor was the base of the Black Spider Group.

In the past, Kawashima Miki almost never set foot on the eighth floor.

But after Hiraki Dairo died, she needed to temporarily manage the Black Spider Group’s operations until the new Number Ten arrived.

Climbing the stairs from the seventh to the eighth floor, Kawashima Miki entered a long corridor.

The ceiling was high, lighting dim, with thick and soft carpet underfoot, reminiscent of the ancient moss on the Extreme North Sea Island, completely absorbing the sound of footsteps.

All the men on this floor were tall, burly, with fierce expressions.

They uniformly had shaved heads, wore black suits like armor, clad in cold black leather shoes, with Black Spider insignia on their chests.

Upon seeing Kawashima Miki enter, two henchmen quickly stepped forward to greet her.

"Hello, Miki-nee."

"Hmm, where is Er Lang?"

"In his office, let me take you there."

"Lead the way." Kawashima Miki nodded coldly.

One henchman led the way through the corridor at a leisurely pace.

Kawashima Miki followed, maintaining a cold and glamorous demeanor. The other henchman kept a distance of about two meters, walking at the rear.

Almost as if treating her as an enemy... Kawashima Miki silently thought to herself.

Both henchmen were upright and their steps were firm and powerful, they were both very strong Spider Demons. It seemed they knew a new boss was coming, so they only maintained surface-level respect for the former sister-in-law.

"Damn it!"

Kawashima Miki felt somewhat dissatisfied in her heart.

She was indeed the Empress!

This year, she hadn’t intervened in the internal affairs of the group, unexpectedly, the clan was so brainwashed that a large portion almost disregarded her.

Turning a corner in the corridor, they stopped in front of an office door.

"Ding dong."

The henchman next to Kawashima Miki pressed the doorbell.

The other henchman stood opposite, just at the diagonal corner.

Everything was done in silence, motions executed smoothly, they were almost like a pair of assassin partners who found pleasure in killing together.

Thinking of this, Kawashima Miki suddenly realized, her breathing rhythm and heartbeat were somewhat abnormal.

It was a feeling of weakness and helplessness in the face of an overwhelming monster... No, don’t despair, she silently warned herself, I am still the usual me, still the calm and strong Kawashima Miki.

Everything would go smoothly.

Through subtle psychological suggestion, Kawashima Miki adjusted her emotions.

The office door opened, Hiraki Niro greeted her with a face full of surprise: "Why did sister-in-law come? Please, please come in and sit."

Kawashima Miki walked into the room, her high heels clicking.

Hiraki Niro closed the door behind her, cautiously locking it with a chain from the inside.

The office was spacious, equipped with a full set of large furniture for meetings, and a desk for work, offering a panoramic view of Tokyo’s night skyline from the window.

"Would sister-in-law like something to drink?"

"No need, just to explain something." Kawashima Miki held down her short skirt and sat on the sofa.

The side with the skirt slit was covered by her hands, so regardless of where Hiraki Niro sat, he couldn’t see any exposed delicate skin.

"Please, go ahead." Hiraki Niro sat across from her, his face showing an ingratiating smile.

Unlike other members.

He, Hiraki Niro, had no ulterior motives towards the sister-in-law, this sentiment could be attested by Amaterasu!

"Tonight, Fujiwara Reya will come here," Kawashima Miki maintained an aloof demeanor, "I will try to keep him here overnight, you go and dismantle the Asakusa Shrine. By dawn, I want not a single wall standing."

"I guarantee to tear it down completely!"

Hiraki Niro replied respectfully.

Looking at Kawashima Miki’s noble and cold face, he couldn’t help but have a hint of doubt in his heart.

Sister-in-law... what method would you use to make Fujiwara Reya stay overnight?

"There’s one more thing," Kawashima Miki’s eyes narrowed slightly, asked indifferently: "How is the progress with the Kitahara Family?"

"No need to worry, sister-in-law!" Hiraki Niro replied confidently.

Seizing the Kitahara Family construction company had always been handled by the elder brother. After his death, it was temporarily managed by him.

"Thank you for your hard work." Kawashima Miki’s lips slightly curved upwards, her tone softened: "The Kitahara Family’s funds and experience are our most important initial capital for entering the real estate industry, there must be no mistakes."

"Understood!"

Hiraki Niro nodded vigorously.

Initially, he considered using this opportunity to mention that when testing Fujiwara Reya’s strength, he incidentally killed Kitahara Family’s second son to threaten the eldest son, hoping the sister-in-law would praise his cleverness. However, he thought a moment later, he hadn’t reported the progress to sister-in-law all along because he wanted to wait until the Kitahara Family was completely taken over to deliver the good news.

Hmm.

Keep it to himself for now.

He wanted to secretly work hard and impress sister-in-law!

"Have you checked it out?" Kawashima Miki asked uneasily.

"Rest assured," Hiraki Niro assumed an upright posture, his expression full of confidence, "Before he passed, elder brother arranged for eight upper-tier clan members to guard there. Any disturbances would be immediately reported. Unless they were wiped out instantly, nothing could go wrong."

Kawashima Miki nodded slightly.

With eight upper-tier clan members guarding, she felt much more relaxed.

To be honest, this arrangement was better.

This Hiraki Niro was much dumber than his brother. If he frequently visited the site, he might accidentally reveal a flaw.

"Bzz~"

The phone vibrated.

Kawashima Miki answered the call, holding the phone to her ear, Fujiwara Reya’s voice coming through.

"Hello ma’am, I’ve arrived downstairs."

"I’ll be down shortly." Kawashima Miki hung up, pressed down her skirt with both hands, stood up slowly, and after giving Hiraki Niro one last look, instructed: "Make sure tonight’s work is done cleanly, leave no loose ends."

With that, she didn’t linger, leaving with graceful steps.

"Uh, sister-in-law..."

Hiraki Niro hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Where do you plan for Fujiwara Reya to sleep, letting him stay overnight here?"

"Of course the ninth floor!"

Kawashima Miki replied impatiently, her alluring silhouette quickly disappearing.

Ninth floor?

Isn’t that your private territory?

Sister-in-law... are you planning to use your body as bait?

At this moment, Hiraki Niro’s fists clenched, a wave of melancholy surged in his heart.

"No—"

He howled, facing the sky.

"What happened?" A few bald men rushed in from the doorway to ask.

"I don’t know what to do..." Hiraki Niro looked at the ceiling, tears at the corners of his eyes, "It’s too hard, too hard!"