Aren't You So Touched?
Once Hisaki and Heisuke returned home to the apartment, she immediately checked the envelope. Her curiosity kept rising from the moment she received it but, it was not suitable for opening the envelope at the restaurant.
Both of them sat in the living room with the side windows opened, allowing the night breeze to cool down the heat. The ceiling fan rotated above their heads, chasing away the rest of the hotness.
Heisuke just watched as Hisaki brought out everything from the inside of the envelope. Several papers and photos were scattered on the table.
"This man... is so disgusting," Hisaki blurted out, she couldn't believe her eyes.
Heisuke hummed in agreement. He scrunched his brows, eyes intensely staring at every photo lying on the table.
Some of the photos were captured in dim lighting, while others were as clear as day. Only Nishikawa Takiji's face was constant while the women were all different.