Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 462 Homegrown Flowers? Wildflowers?!

"Ah, that feels so good!"

The ladies emerged from the women's bathroom, their faces rosy and radiant, looking quite beautiful.

And everyone held a bottle of milk in their hand, taking small sips.

In Japan, people like to drink milk after taking a bath, feeling that the milk tastes even better at this time.

This is somewhat similar to how food tastes better when there are many people around!
“That’s right!” Sonoko nodded. “And the milk tastes even better after a bath.”

"I still prefer soaking in hot springs, they're so comfortable!"

The people around them had the same expression, after all, soaking in a hot spring and drinking milk is really comfortable!
At this moment, Tomoko Suzuki, who was standing nearby, said, "Why don't you guys go play some pool?"

This is the Suzuki Estate, so a full range of services are naturally available, including facilities for billiards.

"Huh, really?" Masami Hirota was taken aback.

"Of course!" Sonoko said, hands on her hips. "Come on, I'll take you there. After soaking in the hot springs, we should play billiards. That'll make it more fun!"

“Yeah, right!” Ran chimed in, “Last time, my dad, Conan, and I went to my dad’s class reunion and we went to a hot spring and played pool. It was so relaxing!”

It was during this incident that Ran and Conan took a mixed bath together, and because of this, one of Kogoro Mouri's classmates died, but he was killed by another classmate!
But this woman brought this upon herself, so she can't blame anyone else!
After all, the man wanted to get married, but the woman disagreed and kept pestering him, which led to this tragedy!

"Oh right, Xia Yu hasn't come yet. I'm going to find Xia Yu. We'll go together later!" Akiko Yonehara said.

Upon hearing this, Tomoko Suzuki said, "You guys go ahead first!"

"I'll talk to the maid and have her inform Mr. Kitahara."

Upon hearing this, Akiko Yonehara didn't say anything more, nodded, and followed Sonoko and the others to the billiard room in the Suzuki Manor.

After everyone left, Suzuki Tomoko looked at the maid beside her. The maid understood and then walked towards the men's bath.

Tomoko Suzuki then turned around and went back to her room.

After returning to her room, she picked up the phone and made a call.

"husband"

at the same time.

Kitahara Natsuyu also came out of the bathroom, along with the women who had been arranged by the Suzuki family to give him a scrub and massage. Both of them had a slightly flushed face, but it was a normal flush.

After all, this is how it is after taking a bath and soaking in a hot spring; nothing strange or unusual happens.

However, when the maid looked at Kitahara Natsuyu, her eyes seemed to have hooks, captivating and alluring.

Before leaving, she left Kitahara Natsuhiro a phone number, which was her private number.

Although she is a member of the Suzuki Zaibatsu, she also has her own private life.

She works here, not sells herself here.

Therefore, there are holidays every week, and even if you work overtime, you get overtime pay. In addition, the monthly salary is quite high, much higher than that of office workers outside.

In addition, there are various benefits, and if you work here, you can shop at malls under the Suzuki conglomerate with discounts.

This is one of the benefits offered to employees of the Suzuki conglomerate.

However, this job cannot be done forever; people will grow old as time goes by.

When I get old, I may not have the strength to give massages and scrub people's backs anymore.

However, the monthly salary is very generous now, and with room and board included, it's all net profit every month.

Keke, get back to business.

Kitahara Natsuyu looked at the note in his hand and at the maid's retreating figure, and couldn't help but laugh: "I really am popular!"

"However, playing a friendly match or something wouldn't be out of the question."

He didn't see this as a plan; in fact, he enjoyed it.

Moreover, she is a maid of the Suzuki zaibatsu, and she has annual check-ups, so there shouldn't be any health problems.

If there were any problems, he would have been fired long ago, and there would be no way he could continue working here!

so.
"Let's get in touch when we have time!"

As he spoke, a dark hole appeared in his chest, and he casually tossed the note in his hand into it.

This was his unknown space, filled with all sorts of things, including some very strange ones.

"Mr. Kitahara."

Just then, a maid came over and bowed slightly to him: "Mr. Kitahara, Miss Sonoko is playing pool with everyone in the pool room. Would you like to join us?"

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu said, "In the billiards room? You play billiards right after soaking in the hot spring? Then you'll have to take another bath later."

The weather is getting warmer now, and you'll sweat if you exercise.

"Yes!" the maid said. "Miss Sonoko and the others will be going to the bathroom later."

“I see,” Kitahara Natsuyu said. “Then take me to the billiards room and get me a bottle of water while you’re at it.”

"Okay, would you like ice water or room temperature?"

"Room temperature is fine!"

In Japan, most people drink iced drinks all year round, even in the dead of winter.

Even on snowy days, some students would make girls wear skirts and go to school with bare legs, only allowing them to wear trousers or something similar!
In these aspects, Japan is truly quite perverse!

“Okay, please follow me!” the maid said.

"Thanks."

Afterwards, Kitahara Natsuhiro left with the maid.

a few minutes ago
Tomoko Suzuki is talking on the phone with her husband, Shiro Suzuki.

"Honey, we have guests at home today. When are you coming back? Your business trip should be over by now, right?" Tomoko Suzuki asked.

Just a few days ago, Shiro Suzuki went on a business trip, but the trip was within Japan, not abroad, and it was only for three days.

But now, five days have passed, and Shiro Suzuki has still not returned.

Upon hearing this, Suzuki Shiro paused, looked at the songstress not far away, covered the microphone and said, "I still have some things to attend to here, I need to entertain some guests, I'll go back next week."

Upon hearing this, Tomoko Suzuki's face immediately fell.

I'm going on a business trip; I'll be there in a few days.

She had heard these words countless times; Suzuki always used them to brush her off.

As for the reason, it's because of that.

Women her age still have physiological needs. After all, she's only 43, which is the peak of her sexual desire. She could even give birth at this age, though it would come at a price and involve some risks to her life.

As for Suzuki Shiro, he was already fifty years old. At this age, although he still had lustful desires, his body could no longer keep up. Therefore, he always wanted to escape far away from his wife and not want her to look at him with disdain.

Of course, you still have to have fun outside, because the flowers at home don't smell as sweet as the wild ones—it's a different story! Besides, those women outside are very young, far superior to a fine wine like Suzuki Tomoko!
“Socializing,” Suzuki Tomoko said, her eyes narrowed and her gaze somewhat unfriendly.

She's not deaf; there's no way she wouldn't hear the laughter and playful banter coming from the phone.

Unsurprisingly, her husband, Shiro Suzuki, was socializing somewhere again, except that there were girls among them, young and beautiful girls.

She was very clear about this.

After all, men go out to socialize and find women, while women go out to socialize and find men; men and women are opposites!
“Yes.” Suzuki Shiro leaned against a woman’s chest and said with a smile, “They’re all from the Zaibatsu, drinking together. Some things can only be discussed over drinks.”

No matter where you are in the world or what country you're in, there's no shortage of drinking culture. When discussing business, you should drink.

Some things can only be settled after a drink is finished.

If you don't drink it, then you're disrespecting me, and if you're disrespecting me, then you don't want the transaction to go through.

Of course, the Suzuki zaibatsu is one of the world's leading zaibatsu, and this kind of business was just entertainment; the deal had already been agreed upon long ago.

Furthermore, since Shiro Suzuki personally went to negotiate, how could they possibly fail to reach an agreement, unless you really didn't want to continue working in Japan?

The reason I say this is just to use it as an excuse not to go home.

After all, the women in the family are really hard to get along with.

She was a virtuous wife when she was young, but now she's a shrew, a nagging old woman.

That's what Shiro Suzuki is thinking now.

"Okay, I understand. You should also take care of yourself and drink less."

"Okay, I understand. Take good care of the guests and get some rest."

"Ok!"

After saying goodnight to each other, they hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, the woman next to Shiro Suzuki said sweetly, "Mr. Suzuki."

While Suzuki Shiro was on the phone, she didn't dare to speak at all, or even move.

It wasn't that Shiro Suzuki was afraid, but rather that he was afraid of the woman on the phone!

After all, Tomoko Suzuki was Shiro Suzuki's lawfully wedded wife, and also the wife of the Suzuki zaibatsu.

If she pulls some crazy tricks, the end result might be that she gets sunk in Tokyo Bay.

She came here to be a hostess, she doesn't want to die!

Furthermore, it's practically impossible for women in their line of work to marry into these wealthy families, since they're all just looking for fun and pleasure, how could they possibly be serious about it?

Everyone knows him inside and out, how could he possibly choose such a woman as his wife, unless this man has lost his mind?

In addition, she had heard rumors that Suzuki Tomoko had killed many women who had affairs with Suzuki Shiro in order to prevent them from taking her place.

Although Tomoko Suzuki had two children with Shiro Suzuki, they were both girls, and she had no boys.

Of course, times have changed, but when it comes to successors, men are still needed.

While it's possible to have an excellent man marry into the family, no matter how excellent he is, he can't compare to one's own biological son.

Unfortunately, Tomoko Suzuki was no ordinary woman; otherwise, she might have married another woman long ago, had a son of her own, and that son would have been her heir.

They don't need to find an outsider to marry into the Suzuki family.

Although many families in Japan have members from other families marrying into their families, they are not given much attention. In addition, some families adopt children from orphanages and raise them as their own sons.

However, an adopted son is ultimately different from a biological son.

He had considered adopting a boy, but Tomoko Suzuki refused.

After all, they are outsiders, so it's difficult for them to integrate.

"What's wrong?" Suzuki Shiro smiled and reached out to pinch her.

The woman then became coquettish and pounced on Suzuki Shiro, without saying anything unrelated.

"Sir, you're so mean!"

“Am I bad? I don’t think so,” Suzuki Shiro laughed.

Besides not wanting to go back and be exploited to pay taxes, another reason he wanted to do was that the women outside could provide him with better emotional value, even if it didn't reach that level, they would still pretend to.

But the women in the house wouldn't do that.

After all, we've been married for decades, we're an old married couple, everyone knows what you're good for!
You can't fake it!
But the women outside are all experts in this area!

"President Suzuki, was that Madam calling just now?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie with a Mediterranean hairstyle walked over with a glass of wine and knelt on the ground.

Upon hearing this, Shiro Suzuki picked up the wine glass beside him and clinked it together: "Yes, Tomoko called and said that we have guests coming to our house today."

"I think it must be Sonoko's friends who came to our house."

"Miss Sonoko," the middle-aged man with a receding hairline said, "Miss Sonoko is already in high school and will be going to university soon. You must have many suitors, right?"

Upon hearing this, Shiro Suzuki shook his head and remained silent.

He didn't really want to talk about this.

After all, his woman's luck with men wasn't very good, and besides, he needed to find someone to marry into his family.

The thought that after he passed away, the person in charge of the Suzuki Zaibatsu would be someone from another family would make him feel uneasy.

"drink wine."

"it is good."

Bang!
Meanwhile, after finishing her call, Tomoko Suzuki slammed her phone down on the bedside table, her expression grim.

"Hmph! You think the wildflowers smell better than the garden flowers, huh!"

"That's just how men are!"

At that moment, she seemed to remember something, let out a long sigh, and picked up her phone to start editing!

at this time
Kitahara Natsumi was walking towards the billiard room, led by the maid, carrying a bottle of water and drinking as he went.

Just then, his cell phone rang in his pocket.

He casually put the water in his pocket, then took out his phone to check it. He was somewhat surprised when he saw the text message.

Mr. Kitahara, do you have a moment? I'd like to thank you in person for your help to the Suzuki family!

I'm on the rooftop right now.

"A text message from Suzuki Tomoko, and so polite at that." Kitahara Natsuyu paused, then looked at the maid and asked, "Um, how do I get to the rooftop?"

(End of this chapter)