Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 167 Who has the problem?

Perhaps her remarks were too outrageous, or perhaps her presence in the room was too inconvenient and prevented Qianchuan from displaying her majesty as the eldest wife, so after giving Beiyuan a disdainful look, she kicked Beiyuan out of the room.

"Don't come back before you go to sleep." With those words, Qianchuan closed the door, separating the two worlds.

Nothing to do.

Kitahara walked along the corridor, looking around. When he passed a room, he couldn't help but stop.

'Among the Flowers'

The sign on the door clearly indicates that it is a private room for a young lady.

Even Kitahara didn't receive this treatment.

He pushed the door open, but it was locked.

Having no other option, Kitahara had to pry open the lock.

The room is filled with a fragrance reminiscent of orchids, very feminine, and also strongly reminiscent of Hanaya Seiko's style.

"It smells good."

"It all smells like the young lady."

Kitahara muttered to himself, then turned on the light and surveyed the interior.

The decorations were elegant, and everything was neatly arranged. Kitahara walked to the desk and saw several group photos of his uncle and Miss Hanaya.

The backgrounds are from junior high, high school, and university; they were probably taken at graduation.

She was actually laughing quite happily. So this woman wasn't expressionless after all. Why does she always have such a blank face?

A smile is a good thing.

Kitahara glanced at the desktop and found a diary next to it. He flipped through it and found the contents to be quite boring, mostly about how to punish himself.

The content is unsuitable for children, and includes elements of SM, bondage, and imprisonment.

The most Japanese fantasy.

However, as you flip through the pages, there is much less of this kind of content. When Kitahara sees the latest chapter, he finds that the content has changed, and Hanaya has left a sentence in her delicate handwriting.

"We can get along, for the sake of the teacher."

In addition, there was a comment from this morning: 'Perhaps this can improve the relationship; the bigger picture is more important.'

See this.

Kitahara was a little surprised. He was certain that these were his true feelings and that he hadn't intended to show them to outsiders.

After all, the long list of things mentioned earlier was enough to warrant calling the police, so there was no need to pretend. Therefore, she genuinely had the idea of ​​peaceful coexistence.

Perhaps our attitude should change.

"But one should always be wary of others."

Talking to himself, Kitahara lay casually on the bed, lost in thought.

I'll go out for a walk again tomorrow.

Let's see if we can hit a big score, earn two billion, and cure my girlfriend's father's illness.

that time.

Her favorability rating should be able to rise to 90, and even if a love triangle breaks out, she probably won't leave me?

Kitahara was lost in thought, unaware of how much time had passed, when he heard the sound of a lock being opened outside the door. Then, the woman angrily kicked the door open, cursing, "You two!"

Kitahara slowly got up, walked over to the astonished Hanaya Seiko, and closed the door. "Remember to close the door next time you yell at someone."

"What are you doing here? Didn't I lock the door?" Hanaya Seiko suddenly came to her senses.

"Oh, I pried it off."

"dross."

Hanaya Seiko stepped forward with a cold expression, pushed Kitahara aside, saw the diary, and her expression turned chaotic: "You read it?"

"Looked."

"You're not even pretending anymore."

Hanaya Seiko said angrily, gritting her teeth as she ran to the sofa without saying a word. When Kitahara returned, he was a little surprised, after all, the female lawyer was wiping away tears.

The little pearls are falling off already?
Kitahara, unusually ashamed, stepped forward and said, "It's alright, I won't take the things in the diary seriously."

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Hanaya Seiko was furious and didn't want to talk to Kitahara, so she sat alone on the sofa, sulking.

She's been bullied ever since she met Kitahara. Even a person made of rubber would have a temper, so it's really quite rational of her to have endured this long.

Seeing this, Kitahara felt a little guilty.

Putting everything else aside, at least Miss Hanaya has changed and is now thinking about coexisting. After much thought, he couldn't come up with a good way to comfort her, so he could only follow his core principle of equal exchange.

Hot water.

A wooden basin filled with crystal-clear hot water was brought to Hanaya Seiko.

She looked down at him, her face expressionless, and thinking that Kitahara was trying to torment her, she gave him a cold look.

"Stretch out your feet, let me wash them for you."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Hanaya Seiko was stunned, thinking the sun had risen in the west.

"what?"

"Stretch out your leg."

Kitahara repeated it, without any embarrassment, but instead stared intently at Hanaya Seiko's fair little feet.

Her skin was smooth and radiant, and her delicate little feet were painted with a very light nail polish, which shimmered under the light.

Jade feet.

Undoubtedly, her jade-like feet were warm and smooth to the touch, fragrant in flavor—the finest ingredients. "You."

"Why waste so much time talking nonsense?"

The next second, Hanaya Seiko let out a cry as she felt her feet being enveloped by warm, large hands and pressed into the hot water.

"Um"

She frowned; the water was slightly scalding hot. She tensed her beautiful legs, bringing them together, and suppressed her soft voice.

Subsequently.

Seemingly having adjusted to the water temperature, Hanaya Seiko let out a long sigh, then asked with a stern face:

"what are you doing?"

"Exchange of equal value."

"I don't understand, but I sense you have ill intentions. Let me tell you, I will remember everything that happened tonight."

"up to you."

"Hypocrisy!"

Despite this, Hanaya Seiko did not stop him, and even seemed to feel a little pleased.

She stepped on Kitahara's hand.

He knelt down in front of him, and from that angle, it looked as if he were stepping on the man's head.

Kind of cool.

Hanaya Seiko's lips twitched slightly, her mood was pleasant, she thought that anyone who could see this scene and not laugh must have depression.

Meanwhile, Kitahara was secretly pleased.

Hanaya Seiko's small feet were soft and smooth to the touch, like a small snake, gently pressing against his palm.

So soft.

Besides, she hadn't changed her clothes yet; she was still wearing that bunny girl outfit.

So whenever Kitahara looked up, she could see a deep slit embedded in her valley, the tight stockings outlining a very plump shape.

Further up, towering peaks reach into the clouds, blocking out large swathes of the sky.

After a while.

Kitahara dried her off with a towel, glanced at the basin of hot water, and thought to himself that if he took this thing out to sell, people would probably be eager to buy it.

The Queen of Law's Foot Bath Water.

"I am leaving."

"Wait a minute--"

Hanaya Seiko called out to him, her tone becoming much calmer after her mood improved: "You tore down my door, how am I supposed to sleep tonight?"

"What do you mean 'how to sleep'? Just sleep like this." Kitahara asked curiously, "This isn't Gotham. Are you afraid a clown will come and murder you?"

Hanaya Seiko said with a blank expression, "I can't sleep if the door isn't locked."

There are also vacant rooms next door.

"I find it disgusting that someone else has slept in it."

"Enough with the nonsense, you're still not tired enough. Where am I supposed to find someone to fix your door this late?"

"Then you shouldn't have taken it apart in the first place."

Kitahara felt it was a bit of a problem, but after thinking it over, he decided to install the door anyway, since he was the one who caused the trouble.

Kitahara squatted at the doorway, carrying his woodworking crate.

Hanaya Seiko went to the bathroom to change into a set of pajamas, a semi-transparent violet nightgown that was very sexy. She squatted down in front of Kitahara and looked at him curiously: "You can do this too?"

"Don't underestimate country kids. Do you think I pried it off just now?"

Kitahara has lived alone since junior high school. Locksmithing is a required skill, and since it costs money, he tries to save as much as possible.

"countryside."

Hanaya Seiko clicked her tongue and scoffed.

In her view, Kitahara's childhood life, if not particularly wealthy, was certainly carefree.

Kitahara was too lazy to explain. He studied the object in his mouth for a while and then started fixing the door lock. It wasn't like building an airplane; Hanaya's requirement was simply that it could be locked from the inside. The requirement was quite simple.

Hanaya Seiko stood to the side and watched, somewhat surprised to find that Kitahara truly understood.

She recalled the information she had previously asked someone to investigate.

The information shows that Kitahara lived a difficult life, working part-time while studying before attending university.
Is it true?
But what's going on with this spoiled brat act? Could it be that he's started to act arrogantly and domineeringly now that he's got money?
The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

"There might still be hope."

Seiko Hanaya talked to herself.

She had a deep teacher-student relationship with Kitahara Harutaka, and was raised by him from a young age, so she was practically his daughter.

Although she was dissatisfied with her teacher's behavior of giving everything to Kitahara, it did not diminish her feelings for him.

Looking at Kitahara, who was half-squatting and busy, Hanaya Seiko had mixed feelings. She felt that he was beyond saving, but she also felt that he could be saved. After a moment, she made up her mind, and a determined look appeared in her eyes.

"Hey."

"First, I didn't say 'Hey,' second..."

Kitahara replied casually, but then Hanaya Seiko walked over with a serious expression and said earnestly, "Call me older sister, and I'll take care of you from now on."

"Ok?"

Kitahara paused for a moment, then turned around, looking completely bewildered.

Why are you suddenly acting strangely?

(End of this chapter)