Chongzong, who opened the door, met the gaze of the woman outside when he heard a noise.

Chongzong hesitated for a moment, then quickly closed the door.

In fact, no matter how you look at it, Chongzong was in absolute advantage, but he still showed weakness.

There was no way around it. As mentioned before, Chongzong was not good at dealing with older women.

Especially a woman who was wearing only underwear and was tied to a chair in a very exhausted state.

Chongzong just didn't have the courage to open the door again, walk into the room, and go to her side to carefully observe if there were any so-called stretch marks on her body.

For Chongzong, who had not yet climbed the ladder of adulthood, this was indeed too difficult.

It was like asking a high school student to walk into an adult-only DVD store. Despite the very strong urge in his heart to enter, the feeling of shame, unknown fear, and guilt would make it impossible for the high school student to take a step forward.

-What should I do?

Chongzong, a third-grade junior high school boy, paced back and forth outside the sinful room.

Finally, he decided to go outside to clear his mind.

Breaking through oneself is not easy, especially the first step, which is the most difficult to take.

As the ancients said, it is easier to do good than evil. Indeed, if we only discuss the first step and the first time, it is actually easier to do good, isn't it?

What Chongzong is facing now is the first step towards destruction.

There was no one in the batting cage, after all, everyone preferred to take a walk after dinner rather than engaging in intense physical activity.

Looking at the empty field, Chongzong had an impulse and went to the front desk, bought tokens from the owner, and then chose an empty spot closer to the inside, selecting a ball speed of 100 km/h. He put on a metal bat and a baseball helmet, and started hitting one ball after another with a bang.

Hitting a straight ball at 100 kilometers per hour in the batting center is not difficult. For Chongzong, who had never played baseball before, he made a wise choice, thinking that he was here to vent rather than to torture himself.

He wanted to release the subtle emotions that hindered his actions.

And he succeeded.

As Chongzong hit one ball after another, the oppressive mood that bound him was shattered.

At the same time, the dopamine produced by exercise improved Chongzong's mood and reminded him of why he was doing all this.

He wanted to respond to Mizuo Furukawa's efforts and put an end to this series of events.

So, after hitting the last ball, Chongzong put his equipment back and returned to the dark room without any hesitation. He opened the door, turned on the lights, walked in, disregarding the woman's gaze, and swiftly and accurately knocked her out with a chop. Then, he squatted down and carefully examined her body.

None.

No stretch marks.

In other words, the address this woman stated on her driver's license was fake.

One problem solved, the next question is whether Ayaki Yuriko's name is real or fake?

Chongzong looked at the woman who had passed out and vaguely felt that she resembled someone, but he couldn't remember who.

-Maybe it would have been better not to knock her out and be able to interrogate her.

Chongzong, thinking this way, walked out of the room and found a bucket, then went to the bathroom and filled it with water. He returned to the room and, without any pity or sympathy, poured the entire bucket of water over the woman's body.

The woman's body twitched for a moment, and due to extreme exhaustion, she slowly woke up, not startled.

"Woman, I have something to ask you."

Chongzong walked in front of the woman, coldly looking down at her.