Never Not
Ch. 81: Who Is the Nurse Girl Killer?

As Rai said, tonight, Akabane Ayumi and her successful team went to the Starlit nightclub which is a luxury bar in the Shinjuku area. His presence was certainly welcomed by the bar manager. Several hosts and hostests are provided to accompany them in chatting.

Akabane Ayumi stared at the row of male hosts who were approaching her. He seems not to be interested in all of them. One of his supporters stood up and met with the club's manager.

"Where is your empty host? Have him accompany Akabane Ayumi-san!" whispered the man. As a person who worked long hours on the side of Akabane Ayumi, of course he is very familiar with the tastes of drinking friends of the prospective governor.

"I'm sorry, but our main host is serving other clients." The club manager was polite.

"Akabane Ayumi-san just wants to have a smart and insightful drinking buddy. And I know it's on the main host" persuaded the man.

"Sorry profusely, all the clients in this bar get the same service. The client has booked the main host first. After all, the hosts available here also had broad insights, they were from the best universities in the city."

"So you ignored the request of the number one candidate in Tokyo? Remember, Akabane Ayumi-san has been predicted to win the election by up to eighty percent."

The club manager was stunned after hearing a subtle sentence of threat.

On the other hand, a tall, well-built man entered the dressing room of the hosts. He chose one of the tuxedos and also the shoes provided in the room. Having changed clothes, the man reflected while smearing gel in his hair painted golden brown. He sprayed the perfume all over the body, then placed a titanium round earring on his left ear.

With a faint smile, the man stepped out of the room. However, he soon went into hiding when the club manager with a host walked through the corridor.

"Reply to the second floor! We have a guest of honor tonight, Governor candidate Akabane Ayumi-san. Please accompany him!" he told the club's main host.

The host stepped alone towards the second floor. When he was about to climb the stairs, he suddenly attacked someone from behind to make him fall unconscious. The host was then dragged into a room that did not work.

The man who attacked the main host earlier, was now walking confidently. He approached Akabane Ayumi-san who was sitting alone on the corner sofa.

"It's nice to be with you tonight, Akabane Ayumi-san." A man with a charming smile reached out. Yes, that man was of course Rai. This time he looks like a boyband member with a bowl-like hairstyle, making him look younger than his actual age.

Akabane Ayumi was stunned for a long time while holding a full view towards Rai.

"Are you an empty host one at this club?" tanyanya while receiving Rai's hand. From the woman's eyes, it was clear she was so impressed with Rai. The ten hosts that the manager of the club had just offered, were certainly nothing compared to Rai who had a strong alluring aura.

"That's right! I'm Kato. Can I sit down?" asked Rai while showing his identification as a fictitious host at the club.

Akabane Ayumi certainly did not refuse. Rai immediately carried out his duties as a host by pouring white wine for the woman. The two began to engage in small talk about anything to graze into the world of politics.

Akabane Ayumi is a forty-eight year old woman. However, he had such a youthful face that many thought his age was still around his thirties. The woman's language is very meek, not at all impressed arrogant. The way she dresses is also different from other career women. There were no luxury items attached to his body. No wonder, if the image as a good politician, simple and popular so attached to him. However, one that is not publicly known, it has a black record that harms the people and the state.

Rai showed his intelligence in an opinion that impressed the woman.

"Your background is a lawyer and a lawyer. You can request to fill out materials at some of the leading universities. This could be a covert campaign, right?" proul Rai while offering a glass of white wine.

Akabane Ayumi's eyes sparkled with a faint smile, a sign she was attracted by the man's proposal.

Rai again poured wine into Ayumi's Akabane glass, while her left hand moved slowly tucking the tapper under the woman's bag. There was no difficulty because he was an expert at doing this.

On the other hand, Shohei and Yuriko were still on their way. Suddenly Shohei stops his car right in a small bar. He asks Yuriko to wait for a while, as she is about to enter the bar.

In there, Shohei finds out about Yamamoto Sasuke to the bar owner. It turned out that the man had resigned from the bar waitress the day after his sister's death.

"He has an airsoft¹ game that just opened a week ago" said the bar owner.

"Can I ask for his game airsoft address?"

The owner of the bar then recorded an address.

After returning to the car, Shohei then said to Yuriko, "Gomen, ne, make you wait. But, can you accompany me somewhere?"

"Eh?" Yuriko's head nodded reflexively.

Shohei immediately stepped on the gas pedal and drove his car to the address given by the bar owner. Upon arriving there, Yuriko was surprised to learn of the place that Shohei was about to go.

"This isn't an airsoft survival game?"

"Yes, right. It turns out Yuriko-san knows too."

"Yes, when it was early in the semester, I had time to join the survival game community," said Yuriko who seemed excited.

"really? It is rare for Japanese girls to be interested in this game!"

"That's .. because the game simulates police and military activities. I'm so obsessed with things like that, maybe because my dad used to be a cop."

"Then let's play!"

"What?!" Yuriko was aghast for a moment.

Once inside, the two were directed to wear military attributes: a striped uniform, a vest, a helmet, and boots. Complete with replica weapons, also face and eye protection. Of course, Shohei came here to meet face to face with Yamamoto Sasuke. As for playing and inviting Yuriko is just a strategy so that he is not suspected as a police detective.

Ten minutes into the match, the two firing squads competed and came face to face to face with each other. Shohei and Yuriko unceasingly shot towards the opponent, and vice versa.

"Revelation! The danger!" Shohei shouted at Yuriko to pull over immediately. Too late, the fake bullet hit Yuriko's body and surprised her a little.

Shohei immediately approached Yuriko and directly pulled her hand to avoid the attack.

"You okay?"

"It's okay. I'm just shocked." Yuriko realized she was less concerned during the game. To be honest he felt very happy to be this close to the man he liked. Unfortunately, the fact that the man has a lover is inevitable for him.

They then hide behind drums arranged beyond human height. Yuriko leaned back with a sigh, while Shohei who was right in front of her, was peeking while occasionally throwing bullets. So serious, he was unconscious squeezing Yuriko's body. Yes, at this time the girl just silently stared while watching Shohei's face hidden from behind a transparent mask.

"Let's get out together! You go right, I go left." Shohei gave instructions. "One ... two ... three ...."

Both are compact to come out of hiding while counter-attacking opponents with bullets. Just wanting to attack, Shohei's attention was distracted by Yuriko's current actions.

The girl who always appeared casual, looked good at playing a weapon. Not only that, the action of repelling the opponent is really heroic. It rolls, bersalto, tills, jumps from high to low, to climb nets and ropes. Everything he did was agile while continuously shooting bullets from various directions.

"Sugoi!" Shohei clucked in amazement at Yuriko who was already like a real military member.

The match ended with a victory held by both of them.

"Arigatou. It's an honor for me to play directly with the owner." Shohei shakes Yamamoto Sasuke's hand.

"No problem. I'm proud that you guys want to play in this place. You guys must be seniors at play.

"By the way, the weapon that was used was really great, huh!" puji Shohei's.

"Oh, this is a semi-original weapon made with a 3D printer" replied Yamamoto Sasuke.

"Woah, Sugoi!" Shohei and Yuriko spoke at the same time.

"This is the coolest airsoft I've ever been to" Yuriko said.

"Ah, no. This place is still new and not as complete as other places." Yamamoto Sasuke warmly welcomed Shohei and Yuriko.

"Ah, I happened to get a direct recommendation from Mrs Akabane Ayumi" Shohei said.

Immediately, Yamamoto Sasuke's face blackened.

"You know Akabane Ayumi-san?"

Yamamoto Sasuke was slightly jolted, but his eyes immediately descended to the lower left corner while saying, "I.

"really? Though he's a Tokyo gubernatorial candidate who is so admired by many public figures." Shohei again gave a trapping statement.

Yamamoto again did the same, lowering his eyes to the bottom left corner. "I ... just memorized the faces of the candidates for governors without knowing their names. Perhaps, Akabane Ayumi-san knows this place from someone else."

Shohei squinted his eyes for a moment.

He did Eye Accessing Cues² twice. In other words, what he said was a lie.

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airsoft is a sport or game that simulates military or police activities, using a replica firearm called an airsoft gun. (Wikipedia).

the game began in Japan in the 1970s.

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Eyes accessing cues: patterns of eye movements that are performed subconsciously when people access certain information in their minds. The point is subconsciously (unconscious) is that this process runs naturally, without realizing it and runs by itself (automatically, without being made up). (Psychologist.com)

the term is known in the world of Neuro-Linguistic Programming (NLP). And it is not uncommon for NLP Trainers to teach how to use this to detect lies. So, every constant eye movement made by humans in a state of urgency has its own meaning.

if the host remembers, right? this is Ren's job, it used to be gays.

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