Truly Gone Cuckoo
When Aoi saw no sign of her daughter upon arriving at the hospital, she gave Solomon a call.
“Mr. Akiyama, where did you take Ichika?”
“Don’t worry. She’s safe and sound.”
Solomon was still rather well-mannered, for he answered his mother-in-law amicably.
However, anxiety swamped Aoi after hearing that.
“She’s emotionally unstable right now, so you can’t simply take her away, Mr. Akiyama. Please hurry up
and tell me where she is. I’ll go over to visit her,” she implored that son-in-law of hers.
Alas, Solomon didn’t grasp the meaning of that remark.
More accurately speaking, he had no inkling that Ichika lied to him. In truth, her mother hadn’t visited
her, much less reprimanded her. Not knowing that, he sternly declined her visit.
Everything was normal until that particular day when he returned home after a trip to the supermarket
to buy necessities. To his eternal shock, the moment he stepped into the house, he discovered that the
girl whom he had confined in the house had shaved off her headful of lustrous, black hair.
Ichika had her back to him as she sat there cross-legged with a bald head. She seemed so unfamiliar
that he almost couldn’t recognize her.
“What on earth are you doing, Ichika Minamoto?”
Walking over, he gaped at the hair scattered all over the floor and the nun’s habit on her that she had
gotten from somewhere or other. For a moment, a storm of emotions brewed in his eyes behind his
glasses.
“Have you lost your mind?”
“No, I haven’t. Akiyama, I’ve long since said that I made an unforgivable mistake. I need to stay in the
temple to obtain forgiveness.”
Ichika regarded him quietly, her unfamiliar and indifferent expression one he had never seen.
Solomon couldn’t even utter a single word.
Oh my God, she has gone mad! She has truly gone cuckoo!
He threw everything he was holding in his hands to the floor without saying anything. In a fit of rage, he
yanked the girl up from the floor and dragged her into the room.
Meanwhile, Ichika was wholly stumped.
“What are you doing? Let go of me!”
Subsequently, all sound ceased.
Right that moment, Soloman, who had finally gone ballistic, showed his bloodthirsty side to her for the
first time. That side of him hadn’t made an appearance in a very long time.
“Stop…”
Having no strength to resist, Ichika was roughly dragged into the bathroom. When the man tossed her
under the showerhead after stripping her bare, she screamed so loudly that the entire villa could hear
her.
Alas, it was all in vain.
This time, Solomon was truly incandescent.
After dragging her to beneath the showerhead, he turned on the faucet. Water poured down her in a
torrent.
It wasn’t until he had rinsed her clean and chucked her so-called nun’s habit into the trash can did he
snag a bath towel and wrapped it around her roughly.
Carrying her out, he then tossed her onto the bed.
“Akiyama!”
“You want to be a nun, huh? Okay, I’ll grant you your wish!”
Soloman’s solid body came down on her. In no time, the entire bedroom was filled with the man’s
heavy breathing as well as the girl’s shrieks and struggles.
But when the two people joined together in the end, the screams faded.
All that remained was passion and wild frenzy.
Not only was the man in the throes of passion, but when the woman was brought to her limits, she
trembled as she tried her best to keep her moans to herself.
It wasn’t until the very end when her eyes glazed over that she again called out, “Darling…”
Hah! She really needed to be taught a lesson before she’d behave!
The next morning, there was no longer anyone next to Solomon when he woke up.
His eyes swiftly shot open.
“Ichi…”
He wanted to call out to her, but as soon as he sat up, a wave of dizziness assailed him. He then fell
back heavily.
“You’re finally awake, Mr. Akiyama?”
Someone heard his voice and immediately hurried in.
Lying on the bed, Solomon turned his head and glanced over. A moment later, his expression changed
once more.
“Why are you here? Where is Ichika?”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Akiyama. We only rushed over after being notified of this. When we arrived, Mrs.
Akiyama was already gone.”
When his subordinate heard that question, he instantly dropped to a knee before the bed with a guilty
expression on his face.
Words eluded Solomon.
An inferno of fury blazed within him, and he propped himself out of bed despite his spinning head.
Argh! How dare she? I’m going to kill her when I catch her later! She now dares to go against me, huh?
He quickly set out with his subordinates.
The initial plan was to go straight to the temple.
Unexpectedly, he caught sight of a white car waiting there no sooner had he exited the villa community.
When the person in the car saw that he had finally come out, the car door swung open. A kindly
middle-aged woman in a royal blue woolen coat and a string of precious jewelry around her neck
climbed out of the car.
“Mr. Akiyama, are you on your way to look for Ichika? Let’s have a chat first.”
It was none other than his mother-in-law, Aoi.
Solomon’s eyes narrowed a fraction.
Twenty minutes later, Solomon chose a window seat and sat right across from his mother-in-law in a
leisurely cafe in the city’s central square.
“What would you like to drink?”
“Anything will do.”
Aoi flashed him a gentle smile.
She was both well-mannered and even-tempered. Despite the many things that had transpired in the
Minamoto family recently, she had always been looking at the bigger picture.
And it was for that precise reason that Solomon still held some respect for her.
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