Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 154 Unexpected Visitor
As night fell, the rain gradually stopped.

Kitahara opened his eyes; beside him, his senior was still fast asleep.

Her body was partially exposed, her ample breasts white, rising and falling with her breath.

She was clearly exhausted after a whole afternoon of hard work.

Kitahara got out of bed and quickly took a shower.

Perhaps the noise from taking a bath disturbed Nakamaki Miyoko, she rubbed her eyes and sat up.

The blanket covering her slowly fell off, revealing a ripe, soft, and delicate body.

"Are you going out?" Miyoko Nakamaki asked, somewhat reluctantly.

"I have something to do."

"Can't you do it tomorrow?"

Miyoko Nakamaki got out of bed, came up from behind, and slowly put her arms around his waist, her lips pursed: "Spend the day with me, okay?"

Kitahara patted her plump buttocks, eliciting a series of reproachful words, "I told you I wouldn't let you stay overnight."

"Scumbag. Never mind, I'll take you wherever you're going." Miyoko Nakamaki rolled her eyes, changed her clothes, and prepared to leave.

"Chiyoda, I'm going to see the monkeys."

Miyoko Nakamura thought for a moment, then asked, somewhat confused, "Are there any zoos over there?"

However, she didn't say anything, but simply found a stepmother's dress to change into, and then sat down at the dressing table to put on makeup.

have to say.

Miyoko Nakamura is a natural-born mature woman, with luscious red lips, a mature and tall figure, fiery in bed and aloof in public, she is simply the perfect lover.

Kitahara watched her change clothes for a while, and felt the charm of Nakamaki Miyoko.

After Miyoko Nakamaki changed her clothes, she turned around and greeted her:

"Let's go, I'll see you off."

"Ah."

As the two walked out of the apartment, Miyoko Nakamaki glanced at the entrance and suddenly stopped, a faint blush rising on her cheeks.

Kitahara asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

No, it's nothing.

Miyoko Nakamura was too shy to say a word.

The shoes in the entryway are in disarray.

In other words, Kaori came back in the afternoon.

At that time, I was still with Kitahara.
‘Boom——’

The luxury car engine roared, and the woman's heart surged. Filled with shame and anger, she stepped on the gas, as if trying to forget everything.

Once on the overpass, she even had the mind to check her account in order to distract herself.

Fifty million was deposited into the account.

Miyoko Nakamura turned her head and glanced at Kitahara. This brat was a bit of a jerk, but he was quick to pay up.

It's pretty good to have a sugar daddy like that.

Miyoko Nakamaki escorted Kitahara to the gate of her uncle's mansion in Chiyoda.

Looking at the spacious courtyard in front of her, a thoughtful look flashed in Miyoko Nakamaki's eyes. It seems that her little brother is a second-generation official.

"Take care of the moving tonight. Once you find a good place, sign the contract. I'll pay you."

After leaving those words behind, Kitahara stepped out of the Mercedes and entered the courtyard. Not long after, Secretary Tashi appeared anxiously before him.

"Mr. Kitahara."

"what happened?"

"Miss Hanaya is waiting for you in the living room."

Kitahara said "Oh," and then added, "Take me there."

Kitahara followed Secretary Tashi to the living room, pushed open the door, and found the interior brightly lit. Inside, a woman with a high ponytail sat cross-legged on a chair, her face as cold as frost.

She possessed a noble air, and even when she showed impatience, she never lost her manners.

Holy Son of Flower Valley.

The youngest female student of her uncle, a genius newcomer in the legal profession.

She must have worn a full face of makeup today; her oval face was fair with a light pink tinge, her long eyelashes fluttered, her lips were glossy, rosy, and full, and even her high ponytail shimmered in the light.

Upon hearing the sound, Hanaya Seiko turned to look at Kitahara, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.

She smelled the woman's scent. Clearly, this spoiled brat was still playing with women while he was engrossed in his thrilling game of PUBG.

What a waste.

"What brings Miss Hanaya here? Have you reconsidered the previous conditions?" Kitahara walked over naturally and sat down next to Hanaya Seiko, while also exaggeratingly taking a sniff of her fragrance.

Today, the female lawyer wore a fresh and elegant white lily, just like her outfit: a snow-white long dress, which was generous and elegant.

Hanaya Seiko frowned, her eyes almost overflowing with disgust.

But when she thought of the perilous situation, Hanaya Seiko gritted her teeth and decided to endure it.

She said coldly:

"No need for further words. I'm here just to give you some advice: if I fall, you'll be next. Don't think Yamada Shun will let you off the hook. You humiliated him in public at yesterday's banquet, and that scoundrel won't tolerate it."

"is it?"

Kitahara said, slowly and deliberately, as he picked up the hot tea handed to him by Secretary Takumi: "Is there anything else you want to say? If not, you may leave."

Hanaya Seiko's face darkened: "Can't you understand human language? If I fall, you won't have an easy time either."

"That's terrible."

After Kitahara finished speaking, he remained silent and simply drank his tea.

Seeing his silence, Hanaya Seiko was secretly pleased, thinking he had listened. She softened her voice: "We had misunderstandings before, but I can forgive and forget. Now that our teacher is seriously ill and Yamada Shun's power is great, we must unite."

"joint."

Kitahara suddenly laughed. "I don't think Ms. Hanaya will let me off the hook. No matter who I cooperate with, I don't think my end will be good."

"."

One sentence instantly turned the atmosphere at the scene cold.

Hanaya Seiko choked for a moment.

She did not deny it.

Given his personality, if he really does team up with Kitahara to eliminate Yamada Shun in the future, he will then resort to underhanded tactics.

but now.

At least for now, she needs to appease Kitahara.

Thinking of this, Hanaya Seiko revealed a fake smile: "No, I won't, Kitahara-kun."

"Whether or not it is possible should not be determined by words, but by actions." Kitahara stood up, reached out and lifted the female lawyer's delicate chin, leaned down and whispered, "I have already made the previous conditions very clear."

A hint of coldness flashed in Hanaya Seiko's eyes.

She remembered clearly that on the other end of the phone, Kitahara's demand was, "Take off your clothes, kneel at my doorstep and beg me, and I'll agree to cooperate."

"I think"

“If you don’t agree, you can leave now,” Kitahara said softly, meeting the lawyer’s delicate eyes.

Visibly, her gaze became flustered, her eyes glistening with a shyness no one had ever seen before, a shyness akin to that of a virgin.

Hanaya Seiko remained silent for a while, her throat dry, as she recalled her family, her father and mother.

She recalled the reputation she had painstakingly built up over the years for her company.

I'm so reluctant to part with it.

In the end, I still couldn't bear to let go.

After a long while, the female lawyer lowered her proud head, and her once beautiful eyes dimmed.

"If I do this, will you agree to cooperate with me?"

Whether I agree or not depends on my mood.

Kitahara's frivolous way.

Hanaya Seiko angrily raised her face, her bright eyes blazing with fury. She realized that this man was playing her for a fool.

"You bastard!"

“If you don’t agree, you can leave now. The door is over there.” Kitahara was very tolerant, giving the legal queen a choice.

Hanaya Seiko glared at him angrily. If looks could kill, Kitahara would have died a hundred times over.

After a while.

She lowered her clear eyes.

"I understand, I'll do as you say."

(End of this chapter)