Night fell.
Inside a high-end apartment, the woman in black sat on the windowsill.
She held her phone and swung her legs.
"Hello, Gin. I've met that Heiji Hattori."
"Why did you go see him?" Gin's cold voice came through the phone.
"I'm serious, Gin. Can't you be normal for once? You're always so cold," the woman said lightly.
"One more word of nonsense and I'm hanging up," Gin said flatly.
"Fine, no more nonsense." The woman's expression turned serious. "This Heiji Hattori isn't simple."
"I killed the traitor, Asasake, today and made it look like an accidental fall."
"But Heiji Hattori didn't have that foolish curiosity of other detectives. He just ignored it."
"This shows he isn't just a 'pure' detective."
She paused, then continued.
"Pure detectives are either in it for the money or as a hobby. Either way, they always rush to see a dead body. But he was indifferent."
"You're saying his high-profile actions lately have another motive?" Gin asked.
"The Night Baron and Kaitou Kid are both famous and mysterious in Japan."
"The entire Japanese police force has been played by them. Yet a high school student was able to foil both their plots. That's too much of a coincidence."
"Are you suggesting Heiji Hattori is a representative pushed forward by the police or some other force?"
Hearing Gin's words, the woman gave a charming smile.
"That's one possibility. But I'm leaning toward another one."
"Speak."
"Heiji Hattori has a secret of his own."
The other end of the line went silent.
"Vermouth, I'll give you one week. If you can't find anything, drop it."
Hearing the dial tone, the woman smiled. "Heiji Hattori... he might be very interesting."
Vermouth. Without a doubt, the woman in black was Vermouth, the "Mysterious Woman" of the Organization. It was just unclear why she had targeted Heiji.
...
That same night, at the Hattori residence.
The house was steeped in darkness and silence. Heiji entered his room. The tension from the encounter with Vermouth, that scent of danger and mystery, had him unusually aroused, his blood boiling.
He saw Kazuha's silhouette under the thin summer sheets, her back to him, apparently asleep.
He smiled. He slid into bed behind her.
She murmured something, half-asleep.
"Shh," he whispered, his voice low and rough.
Slowly, he ran his hand over the curve of her hip, feeling the soft cotton of her nightgown. His hand didn't stop there. It slid under the fabric, up her smooth thigh, until it reached her center.
"Mmm... Heiji... I'm... so tired..." she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep.
"I know," he whispered, pressing his fingers against the fabric of her panties. They were already damp. His body always reacted to him, even asleep.
"But I'm not."
He slipped a finger under the elastic, directly onto her swollen clit.
"Nghh!" Kazuha woke with a jolt, her back arching.
"Look at you," he teased into her ear, his hot breath making her skin prickle. "Your cunt is already soaked. Dripping for me."
He began to rub her clit with a slow, firm rhythm. Kazuha moaned, trying to squeeze her thighs together, but he pressed closer against her back, pinning her.
"H-Heiji... ah... wait... please..."
"Wait? Why? Your body doesn't want to wait."
He slid a second finger, this time pressing against her entrance, feeling how tight and wet she was. "Your cunt is trembling, Kazuha. Do you want it?"
"Y-yes! Mmm! Heiji... I can't... I can't stand it!"
"What can't you stand? Say it. Say what you want."
"I want...!" she panted, pleading. "I want your cock! I want your big cock... inside me! Heiji... please...!"
A dangerous smile spread across Heiji's face in the dark. "That's better. But you'll have to earn it."
With sudden strength, he turned her onto her stomach.
"Get on all fours for me. Now."
Trembling, but aroused by his command, Kazuha obeyed. She knelt on the bed, lifting her ass for him, her nightgown bunched at her waist.
"Fuck... what a view," he murmured. He saw her exposed cunt, dripping with desire. He knelt behind her.
SMACK.
A sharp, obscene sound echoed in the room as his open hand struck one of her ass cheeks hard, instantly leaving a red mark.
"Nghh-YAAA!!" she cried out, startled and excited.
"You like that?" he asked, and without waiting for an answer, he grabbed her hips. He took his hard, gleaming cock, already dripping, and lined it up with her trembling entrance.
With a single, powerful, brutal thrust, he sank into her up to the hilt.
"¡¡¡¡AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!" Kazuha's scream was muffled by the pillow.
"HEIJI... GOD... SO... SO DEEP!"
He was buried to the balls. He could feel the head of his cock slam against something firm and deep: the entrance to her womb. Every thrust was a solid impact that made her shudder from the inside out.
"Fuck, Kazuha... so tight," he growled, his voice trembling with pleasure. "Feel that? Feel my cock pounding you all the way to the back? You like it?"
"Ah... ah... YES! Heiji... it's... it's filling me completely! Oh, God! You're hitting my womb!"
"I love that you can feel it!"
He grabbed her hips firmly and began to pound into her with a savage, primitive rhythm.
Plap! Plap! Plap! Smack!
The sound of their skin colliding, wet and obscene, filled the room.
"Oh, God... Y-YES! Heiji... MORE! DON'T STOP... FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD, PLEASE!"
"Scream!" he ordered, pulling her hair to lift her head. "I want to hear how much you love my cock!"
"I LOVE... I LOVE YOUR COCK, HEIJI! AH... AH! N-NO... SO FAST... I'M GONNA...!"
"Not yet!" he growled.
But Kazuha's body was no longer obeying him. He could feel her inner muscles trembling, contracting around his member. She was too close.
"Ah... ah... Heiji... again... I'M COMING...!"
He felt the inside of her cunt clench him like a vise, and then... release.
With a heart-stopping scream that echoed through the house, Kazuha's body arched, and a stream of clear liquid shot out of her, soaking the sheets in front of her.
"AAAAHHHNGH!! I CAN'T...!! I'M... I'M SQUIRTING...!"
Watching her come like that, screaming his name, losing control, drove Heiji to the edge. But not yet.
"Fuck..." he panted, feeling her contractions milking him. He stopped, staying buried deep inside her as she trembled.
"H-Heiji... please... no more... I'm... so sensitive..." she pleaded, collapsed on the bed, shaking.
"I said I'm not finished."
He pulled out with a wet, obscene sound. She moaned at the loss, but he flipped her onto her back in one fluid motion.
She was completely wrecked, eyes rolling, mascara streaked from tears of pleasure, her cunt swollen and dripping.
"I want to see your face while I break you."
He lifted her legs and threw them over his shoulders, splitting her wide open.
Now he had her completely open. He could see her swollen, soaked cunt taking his cock all the way in.
In this position, there was no barrier. His cock sank to the hilt, pounding the mouth of her womb without mercy. The impact was so deep that her belly visibly jumped with every slam.
"Nghh-AAAAAAHHH!!" Her screams were shrill now.
"Ah... ah... ah! Heiji... Heiji... YOU'RE... YOU'RE GOING TO SPLIT ME IN TWO! IT'S TOO DEEP! I'M GONNA...!"
"Take all of it, Kazuha!"
"I'M COMING AGAAAAAIN... AHHH!"
With a scream that tore from her throat, Kazuha's body tensed. Her cunt clenched with unbelievable force, her inner walls convulsing and milking his cock in a pure spasm. Her eyes rolled back for a second as the wave of pleasure shattered her.
Watching her come a second time, so helpless beneath him, was Heiji's undoing.
He lost all control.
"KAZUHA!" he yelled, his voice raw with lust.
His own thrusts became purely instinctual, animalistic.
"I'M... CUMMING...!"
He fucked her with a final series of brutal, deep thrusts, slamming the mouth of her womb over and over until he felt his own seed surge up his shaft.
He slammed into her one last time, sinking as deep as he could, and roared as he released his cum inside her.
Kazuha screamed again, feeling the hot torrent shoot against the mouth of her womb. He kept pumping, filling her cunt and her belly to overflowing with his hot seed.
He felt his hot cum fill her completely. He collapsed on top of her, his member still buried and throbbing.
Both of their bodies were shaking violently, covered in sweat.
Finally, with a wet sound, he pulled out.
Kazuha was completely unconscious. Her body was limp, her mind lost in a fog of pleasure, her breathing shallow. She was utterly exhausted.
Heiji held a weary Kazuha in his arms. The recent "strenuous exercise" had exhausted her, and she was fast asleep.
He pulled the blanket over both of them and closed his eyes.
[Vermouth. What is that woman doing in Osaka?]
"Heiji, the bento is on the table. Hurry and take it to Kazuha."
Heiji grabbed the bento and left.
Hanaeda Library.
Kazuha's usual seat was empty.
Heiji wasn't concerned. Her things were still there; she probably just went to the bathroom.
"Really! I'll introduce you to my boyfriend sometime."
"Oh? I'd love to meet this great detective."
A moment later, Kazuha walked over, laughing quietly with another woman.
Seeing the woman, a cold light flashed in Heiji's eyes before disappearing.
When Kazuha saw Heiji, her eyes lit up, and she ran over to hug his arm.
"Heiji! Let me introduce you. This is Chris."
"Chris-nee, this is my boyfriend, Heiji Hattori. He's an amazing detective!"
Kazuha happily introduced them.
"Chris?"
Heiji was surprised. She actually dares to use that name.
"Yeah, do you know her, Heiji?" Kazuha asked curiously.
"No. But that name obviously isn't Japanese. Are you American or British?" Heiji asked calmly.
"Amazing. Kazuha told me you were a very sharp detective, Mr. Heiji. She wasn't exaggerating," Chris praised.
[She's already calling her Kazuha. This woman moves fast. She got close to this girl that quickly.]
Heiji kept his expression calm. This woman was no simple character; any slip-up would make her suspicious.
"It was just a guess. You're exaggerating."
Chris's smile stiffened slightly. She looked at Heiji from behind her sunglasses, a strange light in her eyes.
"Heiji, Chris-nee, let's eat the bento."
Kazuha glanced between them and quickly broke the odd tension.
"Mr. Heiji, you don't seem as boring as other detectives. You're lucky, Kazuha."
Chris picked up a rice ball and ate it without hesitation.
"Oh, stop."
Kazuha blushed, eating happily.
"From what you said, Miss Chris, you sound like you've met many detectives. What law firm do you work for?" Heiji asked calmly.
"Heiji, why do you ask that?"
Kazuha looked at him curiously.
"I'm curious too, Mr. Heiji. Could you explain?"
Chris stared at Heiji, a sly smile on her lips.
"Only four types of people deal with detectives regularly. Given your image, Miss Chris, 'lawyer' is the most likely."
Heiji handed Kazuha a juice.
"That's true! Chris-nee really seems like a lawyer. Are you really a lawyer?" Kazuha asked, surprised.
Chris shook her head, looking at Heiji with interest. "I'm more curious about the other three types. Maybe I'm one of them."
Heiji glanced at Chris and said flatly, "A police officer... too 'bright' for you. A criminal... doesn't fit."
"Or perhaps... you're a walking corpse?"
Chris froze.
"Heiji!" Kazuha shot him a look, then smiled at Chris. "Chris-nee, don't mind him, he's just joking."
Chris regained her composure and smiled. "He's very humorous, Kazuha."
"If none of those four fit, there's one other possibility."
"Oh?" Chris looked at him, curious.
"You're a star."
Behind the sunglasses, her eyes focused. Shock flashed across her face for an instant.
"A star? How could Chris-nee be a star? I don't see any bodyguards," Kazuha laughed.
"Silly. Have you ever seen Yoko go out with a bunch of bodyguards?" Heiji said.
"That's true... Yoko Okino doesn't. Chris-nee, are you really a star?"
Kazuha looked at Chris curiously.
"Of course not. I'm actually a doctor."
Chris smiled, but her mind was racing: Yoko Okino. They're that close with Yoko Okino.
"A doctor? Hmm, that also seems to fit your image, Miss Chris."
Kazuha nodded in agreement.
That day, Chris toured Osaka with Kazuha as her guide.
"Gin, Heiji Hattori is already suspicious of my identity."
"You were exposed?"
Gin's voice was as cold as ever.
"If I were, would you have to kill me?"
Chris smiled mysteriously.
"Whether you live or die is the Boss's decision. Dragging you back is my responsibility," Gin said coldly.
"To be serious, have the Organization keep an eye on this Heiji Hattori. He's not simple."
Chris sat on the windowsill, swinging her legs.
She held her phone in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other, staring at the night view with a strange look in her eyes.
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