Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 177 Set sail and set sail!
Because Kitahara was discussing whether Asuka had started her period, the woman was in a bad mood. However, she was not one to hold grudges, so she only sulked for a while. When they arrived at the aquarium, she took out some candy and asked, "Do you want some candy?"

"Eating, what kind of candy?"

"It's made with milk. I bought it and left it for a few days. It's soft, chewy, and delicious."

Kitahara took one and tried it. It was chewy and delicious, so he nodded and said, "It's tasty."

"right."

Asuka cheered up, as if she had forgotten everything that had happened before. She was very happy and dragged Kitahara around. She thought the animals in this place were very cute and knowledgeable about them. She pointed them out to him and said, "This is a manta ray, that is a longtail snapper, and the red grouper is delicious!"

Kitahara listened intently. The ocean was romantic for all men. He had heard "He's A Pirate" and felt that a real man should set sail and embark on a journey!
Asuka thought the same thing and said, "How about we go sailing? The waves aren't too big."

"Go! I'll go in a bit."

The group went to the dolphinarium, where the show was about to start, but the dolphins were still lazy and didn't move much. So the trainer took out some fish to lure them up. But as the saying goes, "full of desires, the dolphins started doing their thing after they finished eating," which made the audience burst into laughter.

The animal trainer was a young woman in her early twenties, her face flushed. Seeing this scene, she didn't know what to do and just stomped her feet in place.

“These dolphins are just like people, always thinking about doing that kind of work. How can they feel comfortable?” Asuka said meaningfully, but Sayuri didn’t say anything, blushing just like the little girl training the dolphins.

Kitahara, however, disregarded this and said bluntly, "You'll only know once you've tried it. Hasn't Professor Kousaka tried it before?"

Asuka glared at him and said, "I'm not going to discuss this with you. You're a scoundrel, and I'm well-mannered. We're worlds apart. As the saying goes, a good woman doesn't fight with a man. Just keep being vulgar and see who likes you."

Xiaobaihe chuckled, then looked a little embarrassed: "Stop talking, let's watch the show."

"Those guys are still working here, what are they looking at? They're making us blush, this kid's going to laugh at us." Asuka said, pulling Sayuri outside: "Let's go, let's take a boat!"

"A boat? Where's the boat?" Little Lily exclaimed in surprise.

"I am the second young lady of the Kousaka family. Who wouldn't make arrangements for me?" Asuka was very proud of her status.

But at this moment he was very respectful and asked, "I would also like to go. Would you mind if there were more people?"

"Here we go! Anyway, this ship is huge, it belongs to my uncle, it's incredibly luxurious!" Asuka exclaimed confidently.

When they arrived at their destination, Kitahara saw it and thought it was indeed luxurious. The ship looked spacious, like a two-story building, with two rows of waiters standing and saying "Welcome!" in unison. The scene was breathtaking. He boarded the ship and watched it set sail. At that moment, Asuka shouted, "Setting sail!"

Our destination was a small island where we could catch coconut crabs, but they only came out at night. Not long after we set sail, a waiter brought us cocktails, which was quite thoughtful.

But Kitahara was disappointed. He went to Asuka and said, "I don't think this is right. This is not the voyage I dreamed of. It's too comfortable."

"If you like torturing people, go swim. I'll give you a swimming ring." Asuka grabbed a cocktail, glanced at him sideways, and said arrogantly.

Kitahara swallowed his anger and secretly decided that he would definitely teach this woman a lesson.

The sea view is indeed beautiful.

The sky was a deep blue, and the sea breeze blew from afar. Petrels were swaying in the sky. At this moment, a knowledgeable waiter said to Kitahara, "If you gather together, you should hurry back."

What's the point?
Kitahara asked, but he didn't answer. Asuka then laughed and said, "So that's the storm coming? You're so stupid."

Why does a storm come when people gather together?

"I'm not going to discuss this with you." Asuka rolled her eyes at him and went to change her clothes. At this moment, Kitahara noticed that there was a dressing room on the bed, which made him even more disgusted with the lives of the rich.

Of course, it's also a critical rejection; one should be more flexible in life.

Sayuri also went to change her clothes. At this moment, Kitahara looked at the male waiters. They seemed to notice the gaze and left without discussion, saying before leaving, "You can call us if you need anything."

"Okay, comrades, you've worked hard." Kitahara smugly said for a moment, but quickly felt embarrassed by his attitude, realizing that what he was doing was wrong.

But his wife's figure is definitely not something to be shown to others. He doesn't have the habit of wearing a hat on his head, unlike some game streamers. Those people are really despicable. Their wives are already having fun at the gym, but they still deceive themselves here. They won't stop supporting their wives until they throw the video on their heads.

Soon, Asuka returned. She changed her clothes quickly, all in white. Not only her clothes, but even her skin was dazzlingly white. Kitahara couldn't take his eyes off her after just one glance. It was an elaborately designed slit swimsuit with gorgeous decorations on the skirt. Strings of jewels swayed, exuding an air of nobility and reminiscent of an Egyptian woman.

"how?"

She asked, but before Kitahara could answer, she sat down and raised her cocktail, saying, "Anyway, it's really beautiful. You can't take your eyes off it. I'm very charming."

These were arrogant words. Kitahara struggled to find the right words, and finally said sullenly, "One should always be humble."

Asuka laughed again, unrestrainedly. She looked beautiful when she laughed, with her arched eyebrows, sparkling clear eyes, and charming dimples.

Kitahara didn't want to talk to her, so he went fishing. Fishing in this place requires skill; you have to find a spot with an incredibly fishy smell, and there can't be any blood, because blood will attract sharks. Although sharks are edible, they don't taste very good.

So he put on a straw raincoat and sat on the boat for a while. Soon, a fragrance wafted over. It was Asuka. She was very curious, her beautiful eyes sparkling: "Can you catch any fish?"

"That depends on luck," Kitahara said honestly.

Even the most experienced angler wouldn't dare say they're guaranteed to catch a fish.

"Give me the cue, I'll take it. I'm lucky." Asuka snatched the cue, and as soon as she got it, she felt it wobble and laughed, "Haha, I told you, I'm lucky."

Kitahara muttered to himself, feeling a little depressed. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had a sense of defeat.

Men are so unpredictable.

"What are you standing there for? Come help me! This fish is really strong!" Asuka couldn't help but call out when she saw him standing there in a daze.

"coming."

So Kitahara went to help. He looked at Asuka's smooth shoulders and slender waist and was a little troubled. Anyone with fishing experience knows that when helping someone reel in a fish, you can't come from the side; that would only make things worse.

He simply wrapped his arms around Asuka's waist from behind, pressing his body against hers, feeling her soft curves up close. To be honest, Asuka's body was cool and refreshing, like a piece of jade, and it felt very comfortable to hold her.

Asuka tensed up, her face flushed, and she snapped, "What are you doing? Taking advantage of me in this vulnerable state?"

"We'll talk about being a hooligan later, the fish is going to get away," Kitahara warned.

Asuka had no choice but to give up, deciding to wait until she caught the fish before confronting him about what had just happened. But once she actually scooped the fish up, she forgot all about it, her mind filled with joy. Grabbing the tail, she shouted, "I caught one! I caught one! Quick, take a picture!"

That very evening, Asuka's social circle was filled with a photo of a woman as beautiful as Cleopatra, laughing and frolicking while standing on a large fish.

Incidentally, Kitahara added below, "My rating is also 3.0."

(End of this chapter)