High-light and Misako and Shizuko were in Room 8316 of the Fuji Five-Star Hotel in Tokyo's Ginza. Misako and Shizuko were facing a Japanese rear-projection color TV, holding its remote control, but when they pressed a button, there was no response at all. "Watch me!" High-light took the original TV remote from the console and began calibrating it against the more elegant one, with the two LED lights flashing continuously. After about 30 seconds, High-light handed the elegant remote to his two wives and said, "Done!" Indeed, both Japanese wives tried it out and were amazed, exclaiming, "Oh, really! What a miracle!" All functions—volume, channel—worked perfectly, which was absolutely incredible. However, after flipping the elegant remote over, Misako said to High-light, "I'm keeping this! I have a TV at home that's exactly the same model; I'll take it back. I'm sure I'll find use for it!" She then tucked it carefully into her coat pocket like a precious item. "After all, my husband deserves a reward!" Aoyagi smiled at Misako with a mischievous look. Misako was genuinely delighted and said, "What kind of reward do you have in mind? I certainly don't accept one!" Aoyagi pointed at his face and said, "Come on! Leave your mark right here!" "Off with you! I won't do it!" Misako knew exactly what Aoyagi wanted—her cheeks flushed and her head lowered in embarrassment. "Shizuko! Come over here! Do exactly as I ask! Your husband will reward you!" Shizuko didn't hesitate at all. With a gentle, shy kiss, she pressed a soft kiss right onto Aoyagi's face. Aoyagi was thrilled inside. At the very moment of the kiss, Shizuko felt a brief electric shock on her lips—Aoyagi was naturally giving off a gentle spark. This kind of electricity is beneficial to human health. High-light's ability, akin to risk-control mastery, is refined to a fine art—capable of releasing corresponding beneficial charges tailored to an individual's physiological characteristics. For the first time, Jingzi actively kisses High-light, deeply fond of and cherishing this man. At the moment of the kiss, she feels a tingling, a numbing sensation—what a wonderful, exquisite feeling! She truly loves it. Without realizing it, she gently kisses High-light's other cheek. Mei-Hikari, witnessing Jingzi's joyful expression, feels a pang of jealousy. In truth, she longs to kiss this outstanding man before her, yet somehow, she hesitates to take the initiative—this is her first kiss! No, wait—her very first kiss has been taken away from her right here, at this Chinese Shaolin Temple. Reflecting on the accidental, fleeting touch between them, Mei-Hikari's heart pounds with excitement. That sensation still stirs her heart and remains vividly remembered to this day. It's evening. In Room 8316 of the Fuji Five-Star Hotel in Ginza, Tokyo, Gao Liang and Jingzi, Meihiko are gazing out from the 83rd-floor tower at the bustling city, its vibrant lights and flowing traffic creating a magnificent scene. The night in Tokyo is beautiful. Gao Liang lights a premium cigar and sips on a bottle of beer, feeling relaxed and content. Meihiko and Jingzi are whispering to each other beside him, conversing in fluent Japanese—Gao Liang, though, is not as proficient in Japanese, so he finds himself completely unable to understand their private conversation. After enjoying the view, Gao Liang returns to his room to find Meihiko and Jingzi both gone. Ah! They've checked into another room—what a wonderful idea! Gao Liang smiles. Indeed, he won't be able to sleep tonight. Yet, thinking about how alone he feels, having traveled all the way across the ocean to Japan, he feels a quiet sense of solitude. He wonders how the Shaolin Temple in China is doing, and how Meihiko's Dream Pearl Hotel is faring. At the same time, he wasn't sure how the Fenghuo Hall under the leadership of San Shenyou and the Jin-Yin Jia guards were doing. How about Zhang Yупing and Dong Jiao now? High Light thought and thought, and by this time, he felt a bit weary, so he decided to head to the bathroom to take a shower. When he stepped into the bathroom, he heard the sound of running water—hmm, who could that be? Oh! There were two women, Mei Hui and Jing Zi, gently massaging their bodies in the bathtub. Thanks to his special ability, the Spirit-Collecting Eye, High Light could easily see through the door: Mei Hui and Jing Zi were lying comfortably in the bathtub, which was scattered with peach blossom petals, their eyes closed, enjoying the warmth spreading over their bodies. The water temperature was perfect—what a beautiful sight of women bathing! It had been a long time since High Light had seen women bathing. He remembered how, just before he and his celebrity wife Dong Jiao had come close, they had almost reached the point of becoming an official couple—his heart had been beating rapidly at that moment. These two Japanese beauty wives truly possess a distinct foreign charm and ambiance—Japanese pure-hearted female students are absolutely capable of capturing the hearts of the majority of Chinese men. Gao Liang gently pushed open the door, and found it slightly ajar. Ah! It seems these two wives are completely at ease with their husband. Gao Liang smiled internally, and as he watched the two beauties playing and chatting in the bath, he quietly slipped into the water from a corner. Thanks to his special physical training and mental conditioning, Gao Liang could remain submerged in water for much longer than ordinary people. Mei-ko and Jing-ko were engaged in close conversation, with all their topics centered on our main character, Gao Liang. "Mei-ko, haven't you noticed that our husband has been rather down lately? It seems like he's thinking about something special!" Jing-ko, a particularly observant woman, remarked. "Yes! I've noticed that too. Hmm... I find it quite strange. Does he not like us? Or does he still harbor someone he truly loves in his heart?" But I don't mind at all—as long as he cares about me! However, he seems rather gloomy. I just don't know how to make him happy! At this moment, Meiko is floating gracefully on the water surface, her bikini swimsuit making her look especially beautiful and alluring, captivating. Just as Zenko was about to respond, she suddenly exclaimed, "Eiko! My buttocks have been bumped by something! Is there a fish in the bath?" "Impossible!" both Zenko and Meiko exclaimed at the same time, their expressions now filled with surprise. I held my chest tightly, trembling and saying, "Could it be ghosts? No, I'm afraid of ghosts! In fact, there's a rumor that this hotel actually has ghostly occurrences! It's so scary! So scary!" Both Zenko and Meiko grew frightened, and they called out high-lit names toward the room's entrance, but no one answered. "Husband! Come quickly! We're afraid!" Zenko and Meiko cried out in panic. At that moment, a surge of hot water rose in the bath, swirling with a vortex. Junehiko and Mihoko were terrified, shouting, "Ghosts! Ghosts! Don't come near! Don't come near!" High-ryu, hidden beneath the water, realized that his game was backfiring and was now scaring the two beautiful women. He immediately switched strategies—after all, didn't the women enjoy thrilling, exciting experiences? Ha! High-ryu had just the right solution.