Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 185 Older Sister

The next day, morning.

Kitahara opened his eyes. A woman was lying next to him. She had long eyelashes and a blush on her cheeks. Her delicate body, hidden under the covers, was completely naked.

Hanaya Seiko is indeed very moisturizing.

Especially those long legs; carrying them on my shoulders last night felt different.

She got out of bed, ran to the living room, and cycled for a while until she was covered in sweat. Then, Hanaya Seiko, wearing a nightgown, came out of the bedroom with tears in her eyes, clearly exhausted: "Up so early?"

“Since I’m just idling around anyway, I might as well get some exercise,” Kitahara said, while turning his gaze to Hanaya Seiko.

She wore a light blue, semi-transparent nightgown that revealed her fair navel, and above that, another alluring area.

Hanaya Seiko noticed his gaze, smiled, and didn't seem to care. She even deliberately swayed and bounced a couple of times: "I'm going to cook. What do you want to eat?"

"eat you."

Driven by lust, Kitahara didn't care about anything else and stepped forward to embrace Hanaya Seiko. She gasped in surprise as Kitahara led her into the bathroom.

Then, the nightgown was torn open, revealing the smooth skin underneath.

Hanaya Seiko's hair was loose, her black hair smooth and shiny, and her long legs, which were close together, were particularly eye-catching. She was pouting as she looked at Kitahara, her face full of dissatisfaction: "What do you take me for?"

"My god-sister." Kitahara kissed her.

"I'm probably just a tool for venting my frustrations," Hanaya Seiko snorted, then responded enthusiastically.

She was being a bit hypocritical.

"Just tell me if you like it or not." Kitahara said, only to be pinched by Hanaya Seiko. Her eyes were half-closed as she whispered, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up."

Then, a series of sounds came from the bathroom. A moment later, Kitahara came out of the bathroom first, followed by Hanaya Seiko, who was biting her lip and trembling.

Back in the living room, Kitahara entered a state of enlightenment. His phone rang, and when he answered, a man's rude voice came through.

"you are?"

"Never mind who I am, stay away from xx."

After issuing the warning, the man hung up the phone. Kitahara didn't seem to care and turned it off. The "XX" he mentioned referred to the second young lady.

It's probably her parents who asked someone to call.

Kitahara is a rather rebellious person; the more others forbid him from doing something, the more he insists on doing it.

He had originally planned to let that spoiled young lady go, but now he was prepared to at least have a taste of her.

Subsequently.

Kitahara received a notification from Nakamura Miyoko, saying that government officials had come to the factory and were holding it up because the factory's documents were incomplete, preventing them from starting operations.

The warning came quite quickly.

"I need to go find the Second Miss," Kitahara muttered to himself.

He doesn't make money from the factory, so he has confidence, but that doesn't mean others can act recklessly in front of him.

"time to eat."

Hanaya Seiko came out of the kitchen, her hair tied up and hanging on one side, looking just like a married woman.

Her facial expression was also very gentle.

This is a sign of being full, and it can probably last for a few hours. After that, you'll need the strength of your kidneys to continue.

After having breakfast, Kitahara bid farewell to Hanaya Seiko, who seemed reluctant to part: "Are you leaving already?"

"Something came up." Kitahara changed into formal attire and left the house, casually saying goodbye to Hanaya Seiko. As he left, he turned back as if by telepathy and found Hanaya Seiko staring at him.

For some reason, he felt a sense of guilt, but Kitahara shook his head and quickly dismissed the feeling.

Hanaya Seiko isn't a good person either, there's no need to be polite to her.

Kitahara left home and went to the streets of Shibuya to check on the mission and gather some information.

Subsequently.

He soon met a future famous director who was short of funds and was traveling around seeking investment for his script.

cafes.

A young man named Makoto Niitsu was looking at the man in front of him with unease. He had worked at a game company for several years, had a lot of inspiration in his mind, and had made a lot of money. He then became ambitious and wanted to make a movie that he wrote and directed himself.

He'd already thought of a name: "5 Centimeters Per Second".

“Mr. Niitsu.” Kitahara shook hands with him, then flipped through the script. He had obtained some script basics when he did missions before, so he could tell the difference between good and bad scripts, not to mention that this person in front of him would be successful in the future.

"Mr. Kitahara, what do you think of this project?" Niitsu Makoto looked at him expectantly.

Making movies is expensive, and the future returns are uncertain. He visited many companies, but none of them were willing to take the plunge.

Not far away sat people who shared his vision, all planning to leave their original companies to work in film.

They also looked at Kitahara, their hearts filled with unease.

Whether someone has money or not is obvious at a glance. They can recognize luxury brands after working there for a long time, so they can naturally recognize the brands of Kitahara's clothes.

Kitahara pretended to flip through the script for a while, then closed it and looked up at Niitsu Makoto: "You're still short ten million yen, right? I'll invest. This is pretty good." Niitsu Makoto, the future famous director of the animation industry, was excited: "You're really willing to invest in my film?"

"What, you don't believe me?" Kitahara joked with a smile.

"No, no, you misunderstood. I'm just very happy." Xin Jincheng's eyes were filled with tears. He had suffered too much as an entrepreneur and had finally made it through.

Afterwards, he was very sensible and asked Kitahara if he had any suggestions.

"The male protagonist's name could be Kitahara."

After chatting with Niitsu Makoto for a while and confirming the location of their studio, Kitahara handed him his business card and told him to contact him later.

He made a bunch of business cards recently; in Japan, you have to have these things, otherwise you can't do without them.

"Qianchuan Company."

Looking at the company on the business card, Niitsu Makoto was a little confused. Did this company really exist in Tokyo?

After finishing his morning tasks, Kitahara took a car to the teachers' apartment. On the way, he told Sayuri that he had booked tickets to Kyoto, and that the two of them would go there to meet Sayuri's family.

Half an hour later, Kitahara arrived at Bunkyo Ward and saw Sayuri standing quietly at the crossroads from a distance.

Tall, tight jeans paired with a white knit top that accentuated her figure, highlighting her curves, and her long black hair swayed in the wind—the female teacher's charm remained undiminished.

She was aloof and didn't chat with anyone who tried to strike up a conversation. Only when she saw Kitahara did she reveal a smile as bright as a flower.

"Get in the car," Kitahara said.

Xiaobaihe opened the car door, skillfully using her plump buttocks to sit inside, and then stretched out her two slender legs.

In an instant, the car smelled wonderful again, filled with the scent of Lily.

"What brings you here to see me?" Little Lily asked.

"I just came to see my future child." Kitahara said, reaching out to touch him, his expression slightly annoyed: "Why are you still so thin after all this time?"

Little Lily hesitated and whispered, "I don't know, maybe it wasn't noticeable in the early stages."

Kitahara didn't pay much attention, taking Sayuri sightseeing and buying a bunch of gifts in preparation for meeting his mother-in-law.

night.

The two ate at a well-regarded sushi restaurant in Bunkyo Ward.

There was a lake nearby, its surface reflecting the clear, silvery moonlight.

“A while ago, Asuka complained to me for a long time,” Sayuri said softly, putting down her knife and fork, concerned about Kitahara’s feelings: “Did something happen between you two?”

"Nothing."

Xiaobaihe's clear eyes were filled with confusion. She felt that something must have happened, but neither of them spoke.

She then said in a gentle voice, "It's normal for friends to have a little emotional outburst; mutual understanding is the best approach."

"Hmm," Kitahara replied vaguely.

He was very focused on his meal, and the sushi at this restaurant was indeed delicious and worth the price.

He booked a private room specifically for a romantic dinner with Xiaobaihe, but unexpectedly, he brought up his best friend.

See Kitahara's vague answer.

Sayuri knew he didn't really want to talk about it, but one was her boyfriend and the other was her best friend, and they would be spending time together in the future, so she carefully advised, "Asuka has a bad temper, please forgive her."

The meal passed in soft whispers from Sayuri. As Kitahara walked out of the restaurant, the summer night was quite cool. Seemingly feeling a little guilty, Sayuri took his hand and said, "I haven't been to your house yet."

“That place is a bit dirty, let’s not go there.” Kitahara coughed. “Aren’t there hotels around here? Let’s stay here tonight.”

"Ok?"

Xiaobaihe tilted her head, then said with a hint of complaint, "You must be very messy living alone. How about this, you give me the key, and I'll go there for a stroll whenever I have time."

“Okay, but tonight, you have to satisfy me.” Kitahara changed the subject.

"Um"

Little Lily lowered her head, spoke in a low voice, and had a blush on her cheeks.

She had experience and was looking forward to it, not to mention that they hadn't seen each other for so long, she definitely wanted to be affectionate.

did not expect.

Upon arriving at their destination, Kitahara immediately went to work on his laptop. Sayuri, having finished her shower and changed into her most alluring bathrobe, was all ready for action, but Kitahara unexpectedly rejected her.

"Your health is more important; there's no rush," Kitahara said.

In fact, he had already given all of it to Hanaya Seiko that morning. Although he still had some left, it was really not enough. So he tried his best to act serious and ignored Sayuri as she swayed in front of him in her see-through nightgown.

"Well"

Little Lily was having some doubts about life. She stood at the window, looking at the beautiful woman in the mirror, and for a moment she doubted herself.

Am I really getting old?

(End of this chapter)