Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 188 Morning Exercise
When Kitahara woke up, Sayuri was already up, and there was a pleasant fragrance downstairs.

working days.

The Sato family consisted of only the two of them, who were quite idle. Kitahara changed into his pajamas and went downstairs, where he happened to run into Sayuri cooking in front of the stove.

Morning light streamed in through the window. Sayuri was wearing a simple nightgown, her ample bosom straining against the fabric. Her hair was pulled to one side, giving her the air of a newlywed. She was facing away from Kitahara, bending over with her pert buttocks slightly raised.

This morning, I had this feeling that my kidneys were about to suffer again.

This vixen is so torturous.

Kitahara pondered for a moment, then went up and patted her soft buttocks, which startled Sayuri. Sayuri turned around, pouted, and said, "Stop messing around, I'm making breakfast. Behave yourself and wait for me to finish."

"I couldn't help it." Kitahara took off her nightgown, revealing Sayuri's milky white bra. Sayuri let out a soft "ah," her legs tensed, and she leaned against the table, looking delicate.

Seeing this, Kitahara could no longer resist and unbuttoned his clothes, pressing down on her.

"Well"

Little Lily gave a soft hum and silently shut her mouth.

An absurd and lewd scene unfolded in the kitchen.

The battle lasted for a long time.

Kitahara was exhausted and sat down in a chair to drink water.
Sayuri picked up the stained bra from the floor, giving him a resentful look: "This is my home, at least try to maintain a proper image."

"Didn't your family members go out?"

"What if he comes back!"

As she spoke, she added with a hint of resentment, "Besides, Mom told me this morning to keep our voices down."

As Xiaobaihe spoke, she was already mortified. Yesterday's commotion had finally been exposed, and her mother had come to her door.

I'm so embarrassed.

However, Mayuko Sato only offered a reminder and did not express any dissatisfaction. She even said, "I don't object to this. At your age, you should have a child as early as possible."

Sato Sayuri recalled the events and silently clutched the medicine in her hand.

This is what she gave me.

They said they would cook some for Kitahara to drink later.

Although we don't know what it is, we can almost guess its effects.

"It's okay, I'm your boyfriend anyway." Kitahara kissed her cheek, and Sayuri tilted her head back comfortably like a kitten.

She felt her lips slowly move down her cheek, reaching her neck, and she began to breathe slightly.

"I'm shy, but let's not do it here." Sayuri pushed Kitahara away and whispered, "Let's go to the hotel this afternoon."

"Ah."

The conversation ended briefly. Sayuri continued making breakfast, while Kita went to the living room and turned on the TV to broadcast the latest financial news, occasionally glancing at Sayuri's busy, plump figure.

When it was time to eat, Kitahara smelled the aroma of Chinese medicine.

However, he didn't pay attention and looked at today's schedule.

His assistant messaged him, asking him to meet someone in the afternoon, and Kitahara planned to exercise in the morning.

Had breakfast.

Kitahara then turned off the TV and went out for a stroll with Sayuri.

Kyoto has several ancient capitals and a wealth of tourist attractions, so Kitahara plans to bring back some local specialties for his girlfriend.

Fushimi Inari Shrine.

After a drive of more than an hour, the two arrived successfully. Just then, the Oden Ue Festival was held, and the "Oden Dance Song" was played on the mountain. Kitahara watched for a while, then turned his head and said, "This outfit is beautiful."

"Does it look good?" Little Lily tilted her head, then cutely snuggled against his face: "Then I'll go home and buy a set, and wear it for you tonight."

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Kitahara couldn't help but swallow hard as he imagined Sayuri wearing a shrine maiden outfit.

This is truly the first time I've ever done cosplay like this.

Around noon, we went to a nearby restaurant for lunch and bought some gifts to take home, mainly several cosplay outfits. The white one looked ethereal, and the red one looked very pure.

"I'll wait for you to come back."

After Kitahara drove Sayuri home, Sayuri said something through the car window and then winked, which made Kitahara's heart flutter and he didn't want to go out anymore.

The meeting will take place in the company's reception room.

This company even has MCN business; no wonder they're a Kyoto local, their business is quite extensive.

Land consolidation is particularly severe in Kyoto, with many industries monopolized by these large landowners. When they unite, it's as if the path to upward mobility for the zaibatsu class is completely blocked. But ordinary people don't care, since they're used to it.

Just like the famous saying from the neighboring universe country, there are three things that South Koreans cannot avoid in their lives: "death, taxes, and Samsung."

Upon arriving at the reception room, a lean, middle-aged man named Kitahara was seen. He was the company's president, Kitamura Jun.

His personal net worth is in the billions of dollars.

"Welcome, Mr. Kitahara." Kitamura Jun shook hands with Kitahara, his attitude very warm.

Like Kinoshita Yutaka yesterday, he was also eager to make a move. This industry really doesn't make money, and it's rare to encounter a big client, so he wanted to make the most of it.

Japan's manufacturing industry has lost its advantage in international trade and is gradually declining under the pressure of a certain Cthulhu. Various companies either couldn't hold on and went out of business, or were too large to survive.

"Mr. Kitamura."

Kitahara shook hands with him and went into the office. Soon, a young and beautiful assistant with blonde hair and a curvaceous figure handed him a proposal. As Kitahara took it, she quietly scratched his palm with her fingernails.

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Kitahara looked up and saw the beautiful assistant smile charmingly, then said to Kitamura, "President, I'll go out first."

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Kitahara glanced at Kitamura, who simply smiled and said nothing.

She's quite adept at using her beauty to seduce people.

However, this seems to be a conventional practice?

Kitahara has little experience and doesn't understand these things very well, but that doesn't matter, he's the client.

I glanced at the proposal.

It occupies 20 acres, has all the necessary national certifications, and offers preferential terms in addition to its scale advantage. It can be acquired for 2.2 billion yen, which is a rock-bottom price. The land alone would cost more than that.

"That's quite a show of respect," Kitahara remarked.

The reason it's so cheap is also related to the news this morning.

The international gold market is volatile, and many leveraged investors have been liquidated. These Kyoto landlords are known for their frequent gold investments. Thinking of this, Kitahara tentatively asked, "Mr. Kitamura, have you recently invested in gold?"

Kitamura's expression remained unchanged: "You're right, some were indeed invested."

He didn't dwell on the matter, but suggested, "Let's have some tea; it's boring to talk when our mouths are dry."

"it is good."

"This is Fujian tea from the neighboring country. It's top quality and costs 20,000 yuan per 50 grams." Beicun showed off his collection, boiled water, and poured boiling water over the tea leaves.

Kitahara didn't know much about tea, but he wouldn't be disrespectful. He took a sip as if he knew what he was talking about, then put down his teacup and said, "Good tea."

As they drank tea, the conversation naturally flowed.

Kitamura was curious about his motives: "I'd like to know, why is Mr. Kitahara so obsessed with the mask factory?"

"It's just a personal hobby." Kitahara insisted, not giving any further information. "Just like some people like fishing, some people like playing games, I've been thinking about starting a business lately, and after thinking it over, I think starting a factory is the most suitable for me."

Kitamura frowned, his shrewd face showing a few wrinkles, but no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't figure out the reason, and assumed there was something else going on.

He smiled and naturally changed the subject. Soon, Kitahara made a request: "Can I go and investigate in person?"

"Of course, this way please."

Kitahara looked around and was satisfied, but he remained outwardly calm. When it was time to part, he said to Kitamura, "That's all for today, Mr. Kitamura."

"You're leaving already? I've arranged a dinner," Kitamura tried to invite him.

"Someone at home is waiting for me."

Kitahara knew what he meant by the dinner party, and since he wasn't interested, he declined directly.

After Kitahara left, Kitamura did the same thing as Kinoshita, arranging for people to investigate whether there had been any changes in the relevant policies, but no matter how they investigated, they could not find the reason.

From a market perspective, this industry is indeed dead, crushed into a pile of rubble by its competitors.

Whoever holds it is constantly losing money.

Puzzled, Kitamura eventually had to give up the idea and decided to talk to Kitahara more.

For several days, Kitahara was out on field trips. When he finally got home, he didn't spend time with Sayuri, but instead sat down at his desk to read.

Some books on management.

Sayuri was both happy and a little disappointed by his diligence, since it was a rare treat for them to get away and enjoy some alone time together. On Friday, a bright and sunny day, Kitahara pulled Sayuri along to head back to Tokyo.

Sato Mayuko prepared local specialties, and Kitahara initially declined, but eventually accepted them.

Sato Mayuko pulled Sayuri aside and instructed her, "After you go back, get married first. It doesn't matter whether we're there or not. Just tell me if you need anything."

"Oh," Little Lily replied meekly, like a timid young wife.

“A man like that will never lack female company. You need to keep a close eye on him. If there’s really no way to keep up, then just give up and prepare to get pregnant and inherit the family business.” Sato Mayuko was very realistic, and her words were somewhat heartless.

Sayuri frowned, about to retort, when she heard Mayuko say, "Men's feelings are unpredictable. Listen to your mother on this point, you won't go wrong!"

"He's different."

"That's just too much of a love-struck fool." That's what Ah Xiu said. As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Baihe knocked her on the head, and she ran away, clutching her head.

When Little Lily turned around again, she saw her mother looking at her with worry, and in the end, she could only whisper, "I know."

"You can put your career on hold for now. Mom knows you value your work, but there are more important things to do right now."

After that, Sato Mayuko gave some other instructions, such as taking care of her health and calling her anytime if she had any problems in her life. The female teacher's eyes reddened, and she almost didn't want to leave.

"I want to stay here!"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Mayuko Sato saw Sayuri off to the car, then waved through the window, as if she were seeing her daughter off.

Seeing that Sayuri was not in a good mood, Kitahara said gently, "Why don't you stay a few more days? Anyway, I'll be coming to Kyoto again in a couple of days, and I'll take you with me then."

"No."

Little Lily shook her head, her lips slightly parted: "I've finally grown up, and I still have to leave."

For her, her mother's place was a warm home, something she cherished. But her mother would eventually grow up, just as a fledgling bird grows. Little Lily shouldn't dwell on these things, but rather become an umbrella to shelter her.

Kitahara expressed his respect for this, then drove to the airport and took a morning flight back to Tokyo.

June is coming to an end, and the weather seems to be getting hotter; this weather will continue for a while.

Got off the plane.

The blazing sun beat down on my forehead, making it exceptionally hot; I broke out in a sweat just by walking around.

"This kind of climate is perfect for having barbecue in an air-conditioned room."

"Eating barbecue can easily make you fat. Come to the gym with me, I'll work out with you," Xiaobaihe suggested.

"We'll talk about it later."

Kitahara hesitated for a moment as he spoke, for he clearly remembered Sayuri's judo skills.

If I were to practice with her, wouldn't I just be asking for trouble?
We need to find a way to reduce Sayuri's stamina.

He took Xiaobaihe back to the teachers' apartment, cleaned it with her, and then went to the nearby gym.

This place has private trainers, all of whom are women with pretty good figures.

However, Kitahara already has the most professional 'coach', so he no longer needs these people.

This gym has professional training rooms with soft foam flooring.

Kitahara changed into sportswear and practiced with Sayuri.

It seems that he has gained an additional identity.

Sayuri was very gentle; with a pull and a tug, she threw Kitahara to the ground while also slowing down the force of her blows.

"It hurts, be gentle."

"Oh."

Little Lily obediently responded, made a gesture, and decided to let the water flow.

Kitahara hadn't expected to find a weakness.

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Sayuri instinctively threw him away with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw. Kitahara was so stunned by the fall that he sat on the ground, unable to react.

I knew Sayuri was strong, but I didn't expect her to be this terrifying.

Fortunately, he didn't use force to coerce her when they were at the bar.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Little Lily quickly came over and checked his body.

The soft fingers pressed and pressed, and surprisingly, the places that had been a little sore gradually became comfortable.

Seeing her flustered appearance, Kitahara deliberately put on a stern face and said, "I hurt you, what are you going to do about it?"

"I'll do whatever you want," Little Lily apologized pitifully.

"Hmph! Wearing this tonight, I'll give you a good talking to!"

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Sayuri looked down at her loose-fitting sportswear, her beautiful phoenix eyes flashing slightly as she realized what Kitahara was thinking.

However, she still coaxed him like a child, saying, "I promise, don't be angry."

Kitahara began to look forward to the night.

After practice, on the way back, Kitahara chatted with Sayuri:
“A hot pot restaurant opened nearby, and I’ve wanted to take you there for a long time, but I haven’t had the chance.”

"Let's go tonight."

“Take Asuka with you, she recently lost weight and is clamoring to have a big meal,” Sayuri said, then, considering Kitahara’s feelings, she added, “If you’re not happy, then forget it.”

She also had some ideas in mind, wanting Kitahara and Asuka to reconcile. One was her boyfriend, and the other was her best friend, so they would have to deal with each other for a long time to come.

Xiaobaihe didn't want their relationship to deteriorate.

Kitahara didn't care about this.

The second young lady is a bit crazy, but we have to meet her sooner or later, and there's no point in dragging it out. So he shook his head and said, "It's alright, let's call her."

After calming Sayuri down, Kitahara drove to the industrial park to find Nakamura Miyoko.

She needs to keep an eye on things in Kyoto.

After all, in another month, that incident will sweep across all of Japan, and that will be the time for me to make money.

We need to acquire the mask factory as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)