Jessica Jones Was Impatient

Hayato returned to the five-star hotel.

The two beauties had not noticed Hayato's departure. Perhaps he had worn them out. They were asleep in each other's arms, one black and one white, both utterly captivating.

Morning arrived.

Hayato ordered room service and had breakfast delivered.

Fried eggs, bacon, fruit salad, and coffee.

After breakfast came morning exercise for the three of them. Clearly, they were satisfied with every aspect of Hayato, so much so that they had taken the initiative to seek more.

The result was that the two women who had only just gotten up were worn out and put back to sleep.

Hayato left behind several Franklins for cab fare, then left the hotel and returned to his hotel in Queens.

Only then did he discover a pile of unread messages on his phone.

Peter had sent one, saying thank you and other such things. His joy practically overflowed from between the lines. It seemed he had made progress last night, and substantial progress at that.

Dave had sent one too, mainly to let Hayato know he was safe, then asking why Hayato had disappeared.

Then there was an apologetic text from Ned.

Why was he apologizing?

Hayato understood as soon as he saw the texts from strangers. Ned had probably sold Hayato's number as a resource. That chubby little black kid had the makings of a heartless businessman.

Hayato merely laughed it off and read through the strangers' messages.

Some were subtle, saying only that they wanted to arrange for a friend.

Some were quite blatant, directly saying their pipes were clogged and needed unclogging.

Others wanted to borrow a car from Hayato.

As he was reading, Lori sent him a message. It was a photo of her showering with Lisa, and it made Hayato swallow involuntarily.