Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 217 You're flirting with me? Then I'll flirt with you too!
3pm.

The school bell rang at Teitan Elementary School, signaling the end of the week's classes and the start of the two-day weekend.

At that moment, Kitahara Natsumi also arrived at the health classroom after the bell rang.

Although I'm going to Kujou Reiko's place later, I'll still have some time to go to the shop first.

After all, prosecutors don't get off work at three o'clock.

"Ai, let's go back." Kitahara Natsuyu opened the door to the infirmary and went inside.

Meanwhile, Ai was tidying up the books and bag on the table.

She had nothing to do today, so she brought some books to read, including quite a few of the comics left behind by Kitahara Natsuhiro.

Although I don't have much work, I still feel very fulfilled, both spiritually and emotionally.

Ai glanced at Kitahara Natsumi as he entered, then turned her head away: "Weren't you going to find other women today? What are you doing here?"

Ai is jealous!

Hearing the jealousy in Ai's voice, Kitahara Natsuyu walked over with a smile on his face: "Alright, stop being jealous."

“Didn’t I spend a lot of time with you and Mingmei last time? Besides, it was you two who wanted to move out.”

"Now you're blaming me for not spending time with you."

Xiao Ai is a typical example of someone who is both bad at games and loves to play.

But that's normal, since Ai is only an eighteen-year-old girl, right in the middle of puberty.

Furthermore, after leaving the organization, she even seemed to grow younger mentally, becoming less cold and more lively.

I'm just too bad at the game, but I love playing it.

"Hmph," Ai rolled her eyes at him, "So you're saying it was my sister and me who were in the wrong?"

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu did not answer the question: "Why don't you move back? That way we can be together every day."

"what do you think?"

There are some things you can't argue with a woman about, because the more you argue, the more complicated it becomes, and you'll never be able to clear things up.

Of course, if the person standing in front of him were Akemi, he could argue with her, but since it was Ai, he decided against it.

Although the two are sisters, their personalities are not the same.

"Not good at all!" Ai rolled her eyes, picked up her bag from the table, and was about to walk out: "You're always changing the subject."

"Always avoiding the topic, it's awful."

She knew, of course, that Kitahara Natsuyu was changing the subject, but she didn't intend to pursue the matter.

After all, she wasn't really angry; what she said earlier was just talk.

Kitahara Natsuhiro shrugged and followed Ai out, saying, "I did this to avoid us arguing."

It's best to let unnecessary arguments dissipate.

If they really have to argue, he will choose another way to make Ai shut up.

However, this method cannot be implemented in schools.

"Yes, yes, you're right no matter what you say." Ai walked out: "So, who is the woman you're planning to meet in secret?"

Kitahara Natsuyu has quite a few women, and she doesn't even know who the woman he's supposed to meet is.

She didn't want to guess, so she simply asked directly.

Anyway, Kitahara Natsuhiro himself would say that this is his good point: he doesn't hide anything and loves to tell the truth.

"Kujo Reiko." Kitahara Natsuyu answered truthfully.

"Kujou Reiko?" Ai raised an eyebrow, recalling information about Kujou Reiko in her mind: "She's a prosecutor in Tokyo, right?"

Reiko Kujo is quite famous in Tokyo and is known as the Madonna of the prosecutor's world. I had seen reports about Reiko Kujo in the news and newspapers, so I had some impression of her.

“Yes, a prosecutor in Tokyo,” Kitahara Natsuhiro said. “I met him through Eri Kisaki.”

She is now one of my girlfriends.

Ai said, "You're really something, all the women you know seem to have amazing skills."

"They're either lawyers or prosecutors, and even Yukiko Fujimine is a famous actress."

She herself holds dual doctoral degrees in medicine and chemistry from Harvard University in the United States, and graduated at the age of eighteen.

It can be said that she herself possesses unique skills.

Of course, among the women Kitahara Natsuhiro knew were also ordinary women, such as Yonehara Akiko and Miyano Akemi.

However, this "ordinary" is in comparison to others.

Compared to Ai and others, they were indeed too ordinary.

Kitahara Natsuhiro's criteria for finding women are not based on education, but on their figures; he is rather vulgar.

“You’re wrong about me. I don’t care that much about women with high education or outstanding achievements. I only care about looks and figure.” Kitahara Natsuyu said with a grin, “I’m a very vulgar person.”

I am proud because I am telling the truth.

"Um"

"You really are like that."

After receiving this answer, Ai paused, thought about it for a moment, and realized that it was indeed true.

The women surrounding Kitahara Natsuhiro are all incredibly beautiful, especially Yukiko, who has a truly devilish figure.

And of course, there's Vermouth, that woman.

However, Ai didn't really want to mention Vermouth, and she still owed Vermouth a favor.

“Right. So I’m a very simple person. I only like pretty women. As for those women who aren’t pretty but are smart, I won’t touch them.” Kitahara Natsumi said bluntly.

"Then why did you reject Sonoko Suzuki?" Ai suddenly asked.

Kitahara Natsuhiro had told her about Suzuki Sonoko, but he rejected her.

“There are too many grudges and feuds in the big conglomerate families, and I also need to marry into the Suzuki family.” Kitahara Natsuyu explained, “Of course, I don’t mind marrying into the family.”

"What I mind is giving up other people for Sonoko alone; I can't do that."

"Because you are all my true love."

He wanted tens of thousands of wings, not just one pair.

He is greedy, but he has the means to be greedy.

"Ha, you actually have the nerve to say that," Ai said. "No wonder you're a seasoned old devil, your morals are completely different from everyone else's."

“There’s nothing I can do about it; the longer you live, the more you see,” Kitahara Natsumi continued.

Just as the two were talking, a few little kids appeared behind Kitahara Natsuyu and Ai.

These little guys are Ayumi, Genta, Mitsuhiko, and Conan.

They planned to go home together, and on the way back, they would inquire about Conan's troubles to see if they could help him.

After all, Conan is a member of the Detective Boys, and they won't stand idly by.

"Hey, those are Kitahara-sensei and Haibara-sensei up ahead. Why are they walking so close together?" Ayumi asked with a puzzled look. "Is that Kitahara-sensei's girlfriend, Mihara Akiko-sensei?" "Exactly! Could it be that Kitahara-sensei is two-timing?" Genta's expression changed drastically, becoming somewhat terrifying.

Mitsuhiko, standing to the side, watched the two of them without saying anything, but seemed to be deep in thought.

Conan, on the other hand, twitched his cheeks, thinking to himself, "This guy really is two-timing, and one of them is my mom."

However, he wouldn't tell Yuan Tai and the others about this.

“I think Ms. Haibara just knows Mr. Kitahara, it’s not what you’re saying.” Mitsuhiko paused, then continued, “What we should be discussing now is Conan.”

"Huh? Me?" Conan was taken aback, pointing at himself. "Why are you discussing me? What's there to talk about?"

“That’s right, we should talk about Conan,” Ayumi said. “We noticed you seemed down today, and you didn’t eat much lunch.”

"So we think you have something on your mind."

“My mom told me that if you have something on your mind, it’s best to talk about it and find someone to confide in. If you keep it bottled up inside, you’ll get sick,” Ayumi said with a worried look.

She was genuinely worried about Conan's health.

After all, the person she likes is Conan, and she wants to become his bride.

Genta chimed in, "Yeah, you're not like your usual Conan today. You must have something on your mind."

"We're the Junior Detective Club, tell us what you think we can do, maybe we'll have a solution."

"If we can't find a solution, we can go to Mr. Kitahara. He's our advisor."

“That’s right,” Mitsuhiko nodded.

Haha, thank you so much.

If you really want to make him happy, you can go and kill Kitahara Natsuhiro.

The reason I'm unhappy is entirely because of Kitahara Natsuhiro.

But Ayumi and the others couldn't do that.

"Hmm," Conan paused after hearing this, "I just had a fight with Professor Agasa, that's why I look so down, it's nothing."

He couldn't possibly tell them his real troubles, so he just made up a lie to fool them.

Of course, he and Professor Agasa would argue, but Professor Agasa wouldn't mind; he would only worry about him.

Upon hearing this, Ayumi and the others exchanged glances, laughed, and said in unison, "So that's how it is."

"In that case, let's go to Professor Agasa's house. You can apologize to him, and that will be the end of it."

"Huh? Why do I have to apologize?" Conan asked, somewhat bewildered.

Upon hearing this, Genta put his hands on his hips and said, "Because you're the only one who usually makes the professor unhappy, are we supposed to apologize to him?"

Ayumi and Mitsuhiko strongly agreed with Genta's words.

"Ah this."

I was just kidding you guys, and you actually took it seriously. And am I really the kind of person who often makes the PhD student unhappy?
Not at all.

"Alright, stop dawdling, let's hurry to Professor Agasa's house!"

As Genta spoke, he pushed Conan forward.

Ayumi and Mitsuhiko followed closely behind.

"Wait, actually, this matter..."

In the end, Conan didn't say some of his things.

the other side.

After taking Ai to her apartment, Kitahara Natsuhiro returned to his own apartment, took a shower, and changed into some decent clothes.

Suit.

It's not that he doesn't have suits, but that he doesn't usually need them; they're only useful on special occasions like this.

He just looks like an insurance salesman. Even if he is an insurance salesman, he's the most handsome insurance salesman ever.

Soon after, he got into the car, fully dressed, and this time his target was the apartment where Reiko Kujo lived.

He had the key to Reiko Kujo's apartment, and this time he even drove there to visit her.

Since it's the first time visiting, I should drive my own car instead of taking a taxi.

Although Mazdas aren't very expensive cars, owning one in Tokyo is still a sign of considerable status.

Besides, Reiko Kujo's father is in dire straits and wouldn't kick him out because of the car issue.

He then drove his Mazda to Reiko Kujo's apartment, took out his key, opened the door, and went inside.

Once inside, he smelled a slight odor of spoiled food and, upon entering the living room, saw the underwear on the sofa.

“When Reiko lived alone, she was always a mess.” Kitahara Natsuhiro shook his head and then began tidying up Reiko Kujo’s house.

Although Reiko Kujo has a housekeeper come to clean every week, today is not the day the housekeeper comes.

Therefore, it's inevitable that the house will be a bit dirty and messy.

However, it's not a big problem; Kitahara Natsuhiro will resolve all of these issues.

Then, the curtains were drawn open, the washing machine started to roar, and the floor was stained with water before becoming smooth and clean.

By the time all these things were finished, it was already past 5 p.m., and Kujo Reiko still hadn't returned.

"It's still early." Kitahara Natsuyu glanced at the time, then chose to lie down on the sofa and close his eyes to rest.

After all, you're fastest when you're asleep; one blink and the whole night is over.

Not long
The apartment door opened, and Reiko Kujo returned from outside. She casually placed her bag in the entryway, then changed into slippers and went inside.

But after walking a few steps, she felt the strange smell in her house disappear, and even the living room became clean and tidy, with the floor spotless.

Meanwhile, a handsome guy also appeared on the sofa.

Upon seeing the person on the sofa, Reiko Kujo smiled gently: "So you come to my house to clean after get off work."

"And you even wore a suit, so it seems you take this matter very seriously."

She knew that Kitahara Natsuyu usually wore sportswear, but the fact that he wore a suit this time proved that he remembered this matter.

This made her very happy.

However, in case Kitahara Natsuhiro wasn't wearing a suit, she specially bought an expensive suit and kept it at home for emergencies.

But now it seems we won't need it.

You look so cute when you sleep.

Reiko Kujo walked over, paused, and poked Kitahara Natsuhiro's face a few times with her index finger. It was smooth and his skin was really good.

Even she, a woman, felt envious.

Just then, Kitahara Natsumi suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Kujo Reiko's hand: "You're teasing me as soon as you get back, you're such a bad woman."

"So, I'm going to tease you too."

After saying that, he put Reiko Kujo's finger in his mouth.

(End of this chapter)