Delivery Health Girl Sadako Stabbed Man

This is a story about my junior who was stabbed by a delivery health girl...

"Hey, Morinaga. Can you pay me back the 5,000 JPY I lent you the other day?"

"Huh? 5,000 JPY? What are you talking about...?"

"It's the money I paid in advance for the year-end party. Don't you remember? I was the organizer."

"Oh, that. Sorry, sorry, I'll pay you back now!"

"Try to return the money before I have to ask for it. You should fix your carelessness with money."

"I just forgot about it..."

"Forgetting about money you borrow from others is unacceptable. You'll lose people's trust, and ultimately, it's yourself who will be in trouble."

"O-okay. Sorry."

My name is "Morinaga Age," and I'm a 28-year-old salesperson at an imported car dealer.

My only pleasure in life, aside from not being interested in alcohol or gambling, is... delivery health!

I called a delivery health service again tonight.

"How many minutes would you like?"

"60 minutes."

"Thank you very much. That will be 16,000 JPY."

"Here you go. Please give me plenty of service today!"

"Yes ♥"

Ah, delivery health is the best!

I always call for a delivery health service without specifying a particular girl, and I enjoy the thrill of not knowing who will come to my place until I open the door.

It's like a lottery—a thrilling surprise whether it's a hit or a miss.

The night before a holiday...

"Now, which store should I choose today?"

I opened my laptop and started searching for a portal site for the sex industry.

Click, click...

"Oh, this store looks good! There's a campaign for new customers—60 minutes for 10,000 JPY."

I immediately gave them a call.

"Thank you for calling Shibuya Nuki Doll."

"Hello, I saw your homepage, and I was wondering if you have anyone available now?"

"Yes, we do. Sadako is available at the moment."

"What's she like? Is she chubby?"

"She has a slender and beautiful body."

"I see. Then, I'll go with her."

"Thank you very much. May I have the address you would like us to visit?"

"Yes, it's Room***, **Mansion, Hiroo, Shibuya-ku, Tokyo."

"Understood. We can arrive in 30 minutes..."

"Thank you. I'll be waiting."

"Yes, goodbye."

Sadako Arrives!

30 minutes later...

Ding-dong...

(She's here! I wonder who it is...)

Creak...

(What the... She's not just slender, she's skinny!)

"Good evening..."

"Oh, uh... Good evening..."

"I'm Sadako. Nice to meet you..."

(Looking at her closely, she looks like a ghost. She's definitely a miss, no, I can't do this; she gives me the creeps. What should I do...?)

"Which course would you like?"

"Hmm..."

(There's no way I'm paying 10,000 JPY for this girl. Even if I have to pay a cancellation fee, I should cancel.)

"Ah, sorry! I don't have any money prepared. Can I cancel?"

"Cancel?"

"I'm really sorry."

"If I cancel, I'll get scolded. Could you at least use a shorter course?"

"Hmm... I don't have any money, so it's impossible."

"I'll pay for it..."

"You'll pay for it?"

"Yes, please. Just the shortest course is fine..."

"O-okay. Then 60 minutes."

"Yes, I'll pay for it. It will be 10,000 JPY."

"Ah, sorry."

And so, I ended up using the shortest 60-minute course.

Of course, I couldn't play with her as I felt creeped out. I spent the 60 minutes chatting while watching TV.

"Thank you very much for today. May I have your contact information?"

"Yes, sure..."

"You can pay me back the next time you call for our service."

"I see... Okay."

And so, we exchanged contact information and parted ways.

A Week Later, Sadako Contacted Me

About a week later, I received a message from Sadako.

"Please return the money you borrowed..."

(Ugh, it's that creepy girl. I borrowed 10,000 JPY from her. If I return the money, it means I have to use the service again. I don't want to meet her... I'll ignore it. She'll give up eventually.)

And so, I decided to ignore Sadako's message.

However, this was the beginning of a terrible mistake.

The next day, she called again.

"Hello?"

"When will you return the money...?"

(Ugh, it's Sadako!)

Beep, beep, beep...

I hastily hung up the phone.

(What a creepy voice. I need to block her number.)

The next day...

"What the heck is this!"

There was a letter in my mailbox.

It said, "Please return the money."

(Creepy. Did she come to my place? I hope she's not still around.)

I felt scared and tried to lock the door and close the curtains when I saw a figure on the road in front of me.

(Is that Sadako!?)

I went to bed early that night.

Three Nights Later

(Which store should I choose today? Oh, there's a new one. I'll go with this one.)

"Thank you for calling Shinagawa Cosmo World."

"Hello, I'd like to request a girl."

"Certainly. Please provide the address."

"It's my home. Room ###, **Mansion, ###, Hiroo, Shibuya-ku, Tokyo."

"Understood. We can be there in about 40 minutes..."

"Thank you."

"Yes, goodbye."

Ding-dong!

(That was fast. It's been less than 10 minutes since I made the request.)

I opened the door.

Creak...

"Please return the money..."

"Ahh!"

Standing there was Sadako!

"Don't scare me like that!"

"Please return the money..."

"Shut up! I don't have any money now, so get lost!"

I pushed Sadako away and hastily closed the door.

(She's not normal...)

Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

(Ignore, ignore... In times like these, just ignore it. There's no proof that I borrowed the money. I won't return it.)

After a while, the doorbell stopped ringing.

I quietly peeped through the door viewer.

(No one's there... Good... Why should I be scared of a sex worker... Damn it, I'm pissed. I'll complain to the store!)

"Thank you for calling Shibuya Nuki Doll."

"It's about a girl from your store named Sadako!"

"Sadako quit last week."

"Huh? She quit?"

"Yes..."

"I'm being stalked, and it's bothering me!"

"She has nothing to do with our store anymore..."

"Don't you have any responsibility as her former employer?"

"Didn't you do something to her? If you have a problem, I'll come there now!"

"Uh... Ah... I'm fine..."

"Tsk!"

Click.

(What an attitude! That's annoying...)

Ding-dong!

(She's here again.)

"Nice to meet you, I'm Ami."

"Oh, uh, please come in..."

And so, I enjoyed playing with the delivery health girl.

That night...

"Now, I'll smoke before going to bed."

I opened the window and lit a cigarette. And there she was, Sadako, standing on the road across from me, staring at me!

"Ahh! What the heck! She's looking at me!"

I couldn't take it anymore, so I called the police.

"Hello, is this the police? I'm being stalked, and there's a creepy woman outside right now! Please come quickly!"

Two police officers arrived soon after.

It seemed that Sadako had left.

"Please tell us the woman's stage name. It's Sadako."

"Stage name?"

"Yes, the name she used when she worked as a delivery health girl. However, I don't know her real name..."

"Understood. We will increase our patrols, so let's observe the situation."

"Eh, is that it?"

"There's no particular harm done..."

"O-okay..."

After that, thanks to the police patrols, Sadako stopped appearing.

It's been a week since then, and there have been no phone calls, messages, or letters. Finally, she gave up.

(Good... I can call for delivery health service with peace of mind.)

The Night Before a Holiday

I used another delivery health service.

Ding-dong!

"Oh, you're here."

Just in case, I carefully looked through the door viewer.

(It's just the girl. Sadako doesn't seem to be hiding.)

Feeling relieved, I opened the door.

Creak...

"Good evening~ I'm Madoka from Hustle Kiss!"

"Yes, are you alone?"

"Yes, it's just me. Is something wrong?"

"Ah~ no, it's nothing. Come in."

"I'm coming in~!"

Feeling relieved, I enjoyed the 60-minute course.

"Thank you very much~!"

"Yes, see you!"

(Today's girl was cute. I might request her again.)

Now, time for a smoke.

Hmm? Where are my cigarettes?

I have no choice but to go out and buy some.

I put on my sandals and headed for the convenience store.

At that time, I was completely off guard. I didn't even look back.

Just a little further to the convenience store, and suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my back.

"Gwaaah! It hurts!"

I turned around and saw Sadako waving a knife!

"Help me! Someone!"

Sadako stabbed me in the back repeatedly.

"Return the money!"

"Gwoaaaahhh!"

And then, at that moment!

A passerby came to my rescue!

"What are you doing!"

Sadako ran away with the knife.

I almost lost consciousness, but I was lucky to be taken to the hospital by ambulance and saved.

However, Sadako hasn't been caught, and I don't know where she is.

What a terrifying woman...

Conclusion

Just because I didn't return 10,000 JPY, I got stabbed. What bad luck. Always return the money you borrow. People have different values. There are those who value money more than their lives.