Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 198 The Widow's Subordinate

She tied her hair up, her black hair hanging over her fragrant shoulders, her whole body was snow-white.

She sat at her desk for a while, applying lotion, seemingly to moisturize, before lifting a corner of the blanket and lying down.

Kitahara felt the cool, slightly smooth skin squeeze in.

Her warm, alluring body was pressed tightly against him.

Kitahara opened his eyes and saw Sayuri's gentle gaze: "Don't you want to sleep a little longer? You have things to do this afternoon, don't you?"

"can not fall asleep."

As Kitahara spoke, he made a small movement. Sayuri was taken aback at first, then looked at him with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. She didn't resist and silently guided him to do it.

After getting permission.

Kitahara immediately kissed her lips.

Little Lily was somewhat moved and cooperated well, leaving a lingering fragrance on her lips.

Under the blanket.

A silent battle is underway.

Soon, Kitahara couldn't resist any longer and wanted to take off his clothes. He patted Sayuri's buttocks, and she obediently stuck them out.

Little Lily asked softly, "Didn't you come here to rest?"

“This counts as a rest,” Kitahara said, kissing her swan-like neck.

The female teacher gave a shy "hmm" and obediently took off her bra, leaving only her close-fitting clothes, which were very tight and outlined the apartment layout.

As a blush crept onto her cheeks, Sayuri could no longer hide her inner turmoil.

The sound traveled through the wall into the living room next door.

Asuka Takasaka heard a faint sound.

She thought she had misheard, so she listened more closely, but her face turned red and her heart pounded.

"What a scoundrel!"

Asuka Takasaka gritted her teeth; she was working and couldn't move her easel to the bedroom.

I could only suppress my awkwardness and sit in the living room to listen to the whole thing.

As her voice grew louder, Asuka Takasaka couldn't help but admire her long, slender, snow-white legs.

After a long while, the commotion subsided, but her resentment did not end.

then.

Asuka Takasaka straightened her clothes and stormed off to knock on Sayuri's door.

"Ding-dong-"

"Ding-dong-"

"coming."

The door opened, and Sayuri's face was flushed. Her voice was soft and delicate, making Asuka's heart melt.

She bit her lip and asked, "Has that bastard arrived?"

"what?"

Lily's already rosy cheeks turned even redder.

"What? Who's here?" She pretended not to understand.

Seeing that Sayuri was still trying to argue, Asuka entered the living room with a dark face, and immediately saw the man's shoes when she looked down.

"You still say you don't know!" Asuka pointed at the shoes on the ground and said, "How do you explain this?"

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This time.

Little Lily didn't know where to put her face.

She lowered her head shyly for a moment, and then whispered, "I'm an adult, and I have these needs too. Besides, we're boyfriend and girlfriend, so it's only right that he comes to stay at my place."

"Well"

This left Asuka speechless.

But the restlessness in his heart couldn't be dispelled, so he said with a dark face, "You can't work here. If you have that kind of free time, why don't you go to a hotel?"

"Waaah."

Upon hearing this unvarnished remark, Xiaobaihe's brain instantly went blank, steaming like a kettle.

Asuka rolled her eyes at her.

I thought to myself that Sayuri was so infatuated with love that she had become an idiot.

Kitahara woke up.

It was 2 p.m., and the person next to me was gone.

He got out of bed in a daze, heard the sound of a television outside, pushed open the door, went to the sofa, and pulled the woman sitting on the sofa into his arms.

Seeing Kitahara approaching in a daze, the woman smiled and whispered:
"Are you sure?"

Kitahara felt a sense of unease, looked up, and met a pair of bright eyes.

High board Asuka.

The dignified second young lady had somehow taken Xiaobaihe's place.

Kitahara naturally released his arm around her waist, leaned back, and pretended nothing had happened.

In fact, nothing happened.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

"You come, but I can't?" Asuka Takasaka said, hooking her leg.

"Just in time."

Kitahara's medical device factory was being targeted by her parents, so after thinking for a while, he decided to ask the second young lady for some documents and have some fun with those two.

exactly.

He has a legal team, a group of shrewd lawyers, who can make those two feel like their scalps are tingling.

"dirt"?

Asuka Kousaka raised an eyebrow, finding it quite interesting. "My older sister has some, but I can't give it to you. I can go back and check."

"As long as it exists, it's fine. It's just something to disgust people anyway."

They file lawsuits for no reason, regardless of whether they succeed or not; it's just disgusting.

Since they can contact government officials to harass Kitahara, he can also retaliate in a reasonable way.

soon.

Asuka then left the apartment.

Kitahara quickly washed up and left the boudoir.

Naturally, he spent some time with Sayuri before leaving.

in the afternoon.

Kita arrived at his small company, which was located in an office building in Nerima Ward. The company was in its early stages and many things were not yet complete.

The assistant contacted the administrative manager on his behalf.

Kitahara was later met by someone.

A woman in her thirties knocked on the door and came in. She was very capable, wearing a business suit and had shoulder-length short hair.

Her surname is Jingu. She worked at Mitsubishi and had over ten years of experience. It's said that she was even persuaded to stay when she resigned. However, due to the tradition in Japan that becoming a housewife means leaving the workforce, and the fact that there's some discrimination against housewives, she agreed to come to Kitahara for an interview.

Of course, they weren't stupid. They checked the company's capital before arriving, and after seeing the actual figures, they felt much more at ease.

"President Kitahara," Jingu Ryo said openly.

"Hello."

Kitahara exchanged a few pleasantries with her before getting down to business.

"Ms. Jingu, would you mind telling me what you did during the few years you were out of work after leaving Mitsubishi?"

Jingu Ryo has a good appearance, with long, straight black hair, a sharp and charming aura, and a clear and attractive face. If you didn't know her age, she would look like a woman in her twenties.

In terms of temperament, she is also outstanding.

She said naturally, "After I got married, I tried to do a few projects, but my ex-husband passed away. In order to take care of my children, I couldn't continue and returned to Tokyo."

Kitahara glanced at the resume in the documents; a graduate of a prestigious university with extensive experience in completing projects.

Since he felt he could fulfill the requirements, he accepted the person.

"Welcome, Miss Jingu."

"It's approved already?" Jingu Ryo was somewhat taken aback, not expecting his first job after leaving his previous job to come so easily.

"My company is just starting out, so it's not appropriate to be too particular."

Kitahara opened the door: "Are you free now? I'll take you to complete the onboarding procedures."

At the same time, he waved to summon his assistant, a very young and energetic female college graduate named Mai Takagi.

"This is my assistant. You'll be colleagues from now on. Let's get to know each other. There's another person who's away on a business trip and hasn't returned yet." After the two met, Kitahara drove over, intending to take them out for dinner.

Let's just treat it as a work dinner.

"This is the first time I've seen such a simple interview," Jingu Ryo muttered to himself.

However, she had no complaints.

For single mothers raising children, having a job is already a blessing.

Her colleague was a woman, and the boss was young and handsome, which made her feel somewhat safe.

Kitahara took the two to a nearby restaurant for a meal. They chose an affordable restaurant and then talked about the company's business. Of course, there wasn't much to talk about at the moment, except for the investments and the two factories. It was a relatively leisurely time.

After finishing their meal and returning to the company, Jingu Ryo began to take charge, directing the purchase of some equipment.

"I've opened a company account, so we can use the company account for anything. I'll arrange the insurance later."

"See what you need, make a purchase order, issue invoices if necessary, and let us know if you need more money."

Administrative matters are not expensive.

Kitahara placed his full trust in Jingu Ryo, handing the matter over directly to him. Ryo probably didn't expect it to be done so readily, and was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Okay, I understand."

Subsequently.

Kitahara received another call; there would be a political party tonight, and since Hanaya Seiko was unavailable, he would go instead.

exactly.

He's planning to look into that area.

So, after explaining everything, Kitahara drove off in his Maserati, leaving behind his newly recruited Jingu Ryo and his assistant looking at each other in bewilderment.

"President Kitahara is really straightforward."

Ryosuke Jingu was somewhat moved.

If you dare to give her this kind of power, aren't you afraid she'll run off with the money?

But soon, she also got into work mode, taking notes on what she needed to buy and what she needed to do.

but.

Soon, Jingu Ryo discovered something was wrong: the company hadn't even installed broadband.

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"Let's stay a few more days and see, at least we can make some money."

This successful career woman was talking to herself.

That night, Kitahara attended a banquet.

Here.

He encountered several prominent figures, including the son of the prime minister who had been betrayed a few years ago, as well as members of the Five Regents.

Kitahara made some simple connections with a few people, but didn't have any in-depth communication, and didn't get the information he wanted.

However, I did stumble upon some gossip about celebrities.

Who knows, it might come in handy later.

on the way home.

He happened to be running the company and was surprised to find that the lights upstairs were still on. He turned off the engine, parked the car, and went upstairs. There was Jingu Ryo, whom he had just hired that day, still in the office.

"President Kitahara?"

Jingu Ryo clearly didn't expect Kitahara to come back. He put down the documents in his hand and took them to sign.

These are some equipment lists.

In addition, there are some other reports.

"Aren't you going home yet?" Kitahara signed the form casually, then looked down to check if he smelled of alcohol.

"I'll leave once I'm done with my business," Jingu Ryo smiled.

"I remember you have a child, aren't you going to take care of her?"

“My mother is taking care of it.”

Kitahara hummed in agreement and didn't ask any further questions. After signing the papers, he followed Jingu Ryo out of the company.

He opened the car door, turned around and asked, "I'll take you home. Where do you live?"

"No need, I can take the tram."

"Why are you so polite?"

Reluctantly, Jingu Ryo had no choice but to accept Kitahara's invitation.

She got into the car.

Seemingly smelling something, they rolled down the window.

Kitahara didn't care about her little actions, but he could guess what she was thinking. She was probably afraid that her 'wife' would misunderstand, so she deliberately wiped away her scent.

Ryo Jingu's apartment is in Nerima Ward.

The distance to the company wasn't far. When Kitahara dropped her off at her doorstep, a little girl with a ponytail ran out and greeted her with a smile.

"mom!"

I was at school today.

"Ah, it's a stranger, Uncle!"

The little girl noticed Kitahara and greeted him, "Hello."

"Hello."

Jingu Ryo chuckled and picked up his daughter, "You're so young, you should call me 'brother' now."

As she spoke, she turned around and asked, "Would you like to come in and sit down for a while?"

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Kitahara hesitated for a moment.

It seems inappropriate to visit the home of a widow.

"Never mind, I'll go home right away," Kitahara said, shaking his head.

"Be careful on the road."

It has to be said that married women are more considerate.

Kitahara hummed in agreement, closed the car window, and drove away. Originally, he planned to go back to his own little home, but when he thought of the mother and daughter chatting and laughing, he suddenly wanted to go find Sayuri.

"Having a daughter is not bad either."

"It's time to urge them."

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Kitahara knocked on Sayuri's door.

The latter appeared to have just lain down.

She was still wearing her off-white pajamas when she opened the door. She seemed a little surprised to see Kitahara, and said gently, "Didn't you have a social engagement? Why are you here?"

"I suddenly want to have a child."

"But you just drank alcohol."

Sayuri said with some complaint that she looked down and smelled the alcohol on Kitahara, and didn't really want him to touch her.

Kitahara felt awkward for a moment.

The aloof female teacher smiled and stepped aside to help him undress, saying, "Alright, come in quickly. If you stand at the door any longer, people will start spreading rumors that I already have a husband."

"Let others say what they want," Kitahara said indifferently.

"If the boss finds out, he'll definitely dock my pay," Xiaobaihe snorted.

Kitahara entered the house, and Sayuri quickly brought him a change of clothes. He took a shower in the bathroom to wash away the smell of alcohol.

Wait until you're done washing.

It was already 10:30 p.m. The lights in the living room were off, with only a faint light from the bedroom shining through the crack in the door.

Kitahara stepped forward and pushed open the door.

Xiaobaihe was lying in bed watching anime. She had just taken a shower, and her hair was still a little damp. She was wearing a pair of off-white leggings, and her fair legs were swaying up and down, revealing the beautiful curves of her firm, perky buttocks.

"Aren't you asleep yet?" Kitahara asked as he entered the room.

"Waiting for you."

Sayuri giggled and made way for him. Kitahara slipped inside, and through the loose neckline, he saw a glimpse of spring, which was incredibly alluring.

Holding a warm body in my arms.

Kitahara had no thoughts of distraction; he only wanted to be tender with her, so he lowered his head and kissed Sayuri.

The latter chuckled softly, tilting her head back to match his movement.

soon.

Her voice gradually turned into sobs, and Sayuri's collar was pulled open.

Kitahara licked his lips, shifted his position, and put his arm around Sayuri's waist. The female teacher trembled slightly, then casually turned her head away and stroked his head with her hand.

(End of this chapter)