Chapter 122: The Zhongshan Sisters, My Apologies, Eldest Brother

Ten o'clock in the evening, at the Nohara residence.

Hidetoshi Aoyama’s car slowly pulled into the courtyard.

"Mr. Aoyama, you have arrived. We shall take our leave now." The members of the Yamakawa family, who had served as his drivers and bodyguards, bowed repeatedly before preparing to depart.

"Wait, hold on." Aoyama alighted from the car and called them back. He then shouted to Iri Nohara, who had just stepped out upon hearing the noise, "Bring out some money."

"Hai!" Iri Nohara bowed and turned back into the house, returning a moment later with two thick stacks of high-denomination cash. "Mr. Aoyama."

"You all worked hard today. This is a small token of my appreciation; take it and divide it among yourselves." Aoyama handed the money to the young man leading the group.

He might need to borrow men from Kazushiro Yamakawa again, and it was likely to be the same group; he was never stingy when it came to such matters. After all, these men were the ones ensuring his safety. These minor figures were often simple; a small gesture of kindness from a powerful man was enough to make them tearfully grateful, willing to die for a benefactor and repay the favor with their lives.

"Hai! Thank you, Mr. Aoyama." The young man took the money with both hands and bowed at a ninety-degree angle. The others followed suit, and this time, their gratitude was genuine.

Only then did Aoyama walk into the house with Iri Nohara.

Upon entering the living room, his eyes immediately fell upon Miho Nakayama and Shinobu Nakayama, who were sitting side by side on the sofa. Though the elder sister, Miho, was shorter than her younger sister, her temperament leaned toward the mature and sensual, while Shinobu possessed a pure and lively charm.

The two wore identical hairstyles and identical pink cherry blossom kimonos. While their faces bore a resemblance, their temperaments were starkly different. Furthermore, their hosiery differed; the elder sister wore sexy black stockings, while the younger wore innocent white ones.

Mrs. Nohara clearly understood Aoyama’s tastes. After all, they knew each other inside and out.

"Mr. Aoyama." Seeing him, the Nakayama sisters quickly stood up and bowed in greeting. The elder sister appeared calm and poised, while the younger seemed somewhat nervous and reserved.

Aoyama nodded faintly and sat down on the sofa. Though he was stirred, he did not rush to lay hands on them. Instead, he pulled Iri Nohara into his arms and said to the sisters, "Sit."

"Hai!" The sisters resumed their seats.

Iri felt a twinge of jealousy, but seeing that Aoyama had not neglected her, she felt happy again. She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed him, and whispered, "Both Miss Nakayamas have long admired you, Mr. Aoyama; don't leave them out."

"Oh, really? It doesn't seem like their admiration is very obvious," Aoyama remarked, looking with a faint smile at the two, who were sitting rigidly and motionless.

In truth, he was not familiar with them; he was merely a fan of their looks. He only knew Shinobu from her role as Mitsuko in *Fist of Legend*, where she starred alongside Jet Li.

The elder sister smiled, walked over, and knelt by Aoyama’s legs, massaging them gently with her small hands. "Please don't take offense, Mr. Aoyama. My sister is introverted and not good at expressing herself. She is shy because it is our first meeting, but she will be fine once she gets to know you better."

Shinobu bit her red lip, stood up, walked to the other side, knelt down, and lowered her head, silently mimicking her sister’s actions as she massaged his leg.

"Mr. Aoyama has had quite a bit to drink. You two should help him upstairs to rest," Iri said, taking the initiative to rise from his lap, as she could feel the heat simmering beneath his calm exterior—it was enough to roast her.

"Hai!" The sisters stood up, placed Aoyama’s arms over their shoulders, and began to support him as they walked toward the stairs. "Watch the steps."

Aoyama took the opportunity to wrap his arms around their waists. The elder sister returned a charming smile, while the younger trembled, biting her lip and lowering her head.

Miho had entered the entertainment industry earlier than Shinobu and, having made a name for herself in that vanity fair at a young age, was already accustomed to such affairs. Shinobu, however, had been protected by her famous sister when she entered the industry; this was her first experience with the "unspoken rules," which explained her bewildered state. The only comfort she found was that Aoyama was quite handsome, so she didn't feel she was losing out.

Clearly, they had been coached by Iri in advance. They helped Aoyama into a bedroom on