Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 160 Takagi-san being bullied
In the afternoon, at an ordinary coffee shop.

Sitting by the window, dressed in black, with long hair, the somewhat reserved girl looked up blankly.

Across from her, the woman was slightly surprised by her appearance.

Bright teeth and bright eyes.

Her innocent face was adorned with exquisitely beautiful features, soft and delicate cherry-pink lips, and every inch of her skin was so fair.

"Ms. Takagi."

The woman swallowed the greed in her eyes.

She whispered, "Your beauty is more than enough to star in television. I swear, if you're willing to sign this contract, countless roles will come your way."

Akane Takagi lowered her head awkwardly, unsure of what to say.

She just went out to buy some home-cooked groceries.
Suddenly, a woman jumped out from the corner, claiming to be a talent scout from a certain company and wanting to sign a contract with her.

Confused and clueless.

Takagi followed her to a coffee shop for tea.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"Who I am is not important, what's important is that this opportunity is once in a lifetime!" The woman slammed her hand on the table, startling Takagi, who was as big as a rabbit.

She whispered, "I'm sorry, my mom said I want to be a doctor when I grow up."

"doctor?"

As if mocking her, the woman's lips curled into a funny smile.

Takagi felt somewhat uncomfortable about this.

However, her innate refinement kept her silent, and she simply looked at the woman timidly.

She touched her phone.

She was about to call the police because two men nearby were staring at her and seemed to be with the woman.

As for the contract on the table...

Takagi glanced at it a few times; it was densely packed. Although she hadn't entered the workforce, she knew that such unscrupulous contracts shouldn't be signed carelessly.

only.
What should we do?

'Jingle Bell--'

The ringing of the cell phone interrupted the woman's incessant chatter. She naturally frowned, and Takagi, as if seizing the opportunity, quickly said, "Excuse me, I need to take this call."

After obtaining permission.

Takagi quickly answered the life-saving phone call. A man's voice came from the other end, but before he could finish speaking, Takagi hurriedly whispered, "Um, could you come over for a moment?"

Kitahara was driving at that moment.

Looking at the gift he had bought some time ago, and calculating the days, he realized it was Kotaka's birthday, so he decided to give it to her.

Upon hearing the sound, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

"what happened?"

"Something came up."

On the other end of the phone, Takagi Akane's voice was weak, lacking the sharp, prickly toughness of a hedgehog.

Logically speaking.

Given their relationship, there's no need for such formality.

Kitahara sensed something was wrong and immediately asked, "Location?"

"Bunkyo Ward 2."

"understood."

Upon receiving the reply, Kitahara stepped on the gas, and the Maserati roared like a wild horse.

"She sought help."

The woman sitting opposite him noticed Takagi's shifty gaze and immediately realized something was wrong.

She has experience.

If the other party calls for help at this point, then today's business deal will be off.

Having worked as a film talent scout for over a decade, Tomizawa Kaori immediately recognized the immense potential of the girl before her. She believed that with such looks and charisma, she could succeed in any genre, from serious films to more serious ones.

The company needs this kind of promising talent. If we don't sign her while she's still naive, it will be hard to snatch her up in the future!
"Ms. Takagi!"

Kaori Tomizawa threatened, "I know where you live and I know your relatives' contact information. If I don't succeed today, I'll call you again later."

Akane Takagi frowned.

Although she has a somewhat weak personality and is a bit timid, she is not without temper.

He was shocked to see the woman in front of him threatening him so bluntly.

Takagi was already very unhappy, but she pouted and said seriously and angrily, "I'll call the police." "Call the police?"

Kaori Tomizawa laughed: "The police don't have time to deal with this kind of thing. Even if they report it, they'll just try to smooth things over. But I have one advantage: I'm stubborn. If I want to do something, I'll definitely succeed."

"Ms. Takagi still doesn't understand the darker side of society enough."

'Wow—'

A sharp, piercing scraping sound came from outside the window. Tomizawa Kaori frowned and turned her head. A Maserati had drifted to a stop on the side of the road, leaving a glaring mark on the ground.

She couldn't help but curse, "A brain-dead rich kid just looking for attention."

Takagi glanced at him a few times, but the boy who got out of the car caught her eye.

She and Kitahara have not stopped communicating during this period.

You could even say they chat every night, though the content is a bit abstract.

Kitahara got out of the car, wearing sunglasses and with his hair cut to look like an adult. He looked around and spotted a small head near the window in the coffee shop, eagerly waiting.

The woman sitting opposite her was dressed quite maturely, like a professional manager.

Kitahara didn't waste any words and pushed open the door to go inside.

Kaori Tomizawa was still muttering to herself, "If I were you, Ms. Takagi, the best choice would be..."

"A cup of black tea, please."

Kitahara interrupted the other's rambling, plopped down next to Takagi, and squeezed the other to the window.

Takagi lowered his head, looking aggrieved.

They were sitting side by side, and she was squeezed so tightly she curled up into a ball.
She tried her best to lean against the window, but Kitahara seemed to be doing it on purpose, pressing himself directly against Takagi's soft body.

Kitahara sat down and could still smell the virgin fragrance emanating from Kotakagi.

The temperament of a rich girl is just different; she's gentle and weak, as easy to bully as a marshmallow.

Kaori Tomizawa stared at the man who had interrupted her, paused for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"Kitahara, please hurry up with the black tea."

Kitahara's attitude was relaxed and carefree.

Perhaps sensing the pressure, Tomizawa Kaori gave a look to the men behind her, signaling them to come over as well.

Several burly men surrounded them.

Putting everything else aside, the pressure was real. Takagi didn't even dare to look up, just clutching Kitahara's clothes, ready to call the police at any moment.

"Judging from your appearance, you're only in college?" Tomizawa Kaori observed for a while, and seeing Kitahara's youth, she began to have a plan.

even.

I've started to have some thoughts about him too.

“She’s in the same class as me.” Kitahara remained calm and composed, showing no fear in the face of being surrounded by several burly men.

"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business; you're just asking for trouble."

Do you make keys? How many?

Kitahara's sarcastic words startled Tomizawa Kaori for a moment, then she flew into a rage, slamming her hand on the table and yelling, "You bastard! Don't push your luck!"

The sound attracted the surrounding guests.

Tomizawa Kaori looked around and her face looked rather pale. After all, she wasn't a true yakuza, so she chose to tone it down.

After sitting down.

Kaori Tomizawa sneered, "Classmate, huh? You wait and see. I may not have many other abilities, but investigating an ordinary college student is a piece of cake for me."

"Why go through all that trouble? I'll just tell you directly."

Kitahara said provocatively, "My name is Kitahara Yoki, and my current address is Chiyoda. I have relatives, but they are currently in the hospital. I can give you his secretary's phone number."

Watching Kitahara enjoy himself so much.

Kaori Tomizawa was also a little stunned; she hadn't expected someone to be so proactive.

but.

She quickly noticed the word 'secretary'.

"So he's a rich kid. No wonder he's so fearless," Tomizawa Kaori muttered to herself.

She had a thought of backing down, but on the surface she still pretended to be tough. There are many ways to get rich in Japan, and it would be easy to get into trouble if she got involved.

But having been humiliated, it's impossible for him to simply show weakness.

People have tempers too!
Kaori Tomizawa said sarcastically, "So you're a young master after all. No wonder you're not worried at all. You're not afraid, but what about your little girlfriend?"

"What should we do? Let's just not do it."

(End of this chapter)