Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 206 Hot spring bath

Company team building always involves a set process: drinking, eating, and taking a bath. Kitahara's administrative manager was cold and couldn't get the atmosphere going, but thankfully he was good at warming up the atmosphere and taking care of everyone's emotions.

eight pm.

Kitahara received a phone call, finished his bath, greeted the person, and walked out of the bathhouse alone to the floor-to-ceiling window.

This is a call from the female CEO.

The consumption tax hike seems to be a done deal. The current prime minister, Abe, is ambitious and attempts to reform the economy, which has led to many farcical situations.

It now seems that he has made up his mind.

“He’s courting death,” Yuka Kousaka said.

The consumption tax is being raised at this time.

It is undoubtedly a way to extract money from the masses, and it will undoubtedly cause a sensation the moment the news gets out.

The situation was already difficult, and now they're raising tax rates.

This is undoubtedly bad news for Japan. Financial giants who roam the international market will be attracted here, and if they are not handled properly, they will be exploited.

But Abe is not stupid.

He was well aware of the consequences of all this, which meant he had backup plans, such as implementing a 5.5 trillion yen economic stimulus package to save the market.

In addition, there was also a slight desire for 'independence'; Abe wanted Japan to have the right to self-defense.

The female CEO's call wasn't meant to sympathize with the public, but rather to ask for Kitahara's opinion.

Is it a gamble on the government, or a reaping of profits?

Kitahara had a so-so impression of the current cabinet, or rather, he felt so-so about the cabinet members who had come to power. He subconsciously thought that he could short the yen: "If the news is true, then the decree will be promulgated next Tuesday. Let's stock up on some US dollars first. After the cabinet meeting, there will be enough time."

"Row."

After hanging up the phone, Yuuka Kosaka pondered for a moment and decided to go find some information and meet some political figures.

First, let's look at an interview with George Soros, the god of speculation.

Interestingly, Soros had already given an interview shortly after the news of the consumption tax increase was released.

The Wall Street Journal also released the news immediately.

He held a pessimistic view.

I believe that deliberately creating inflation to stimulate consumption is a foolish thing to do, especially now.

After one hour.

Kitahara rubbed his temples, feeling immense pressure. The internet was a cacophony of opinions, some optimistic and some pessimistic, a real mixed bag. Deciding what to say was a troublesome matter.

"but."

"I'm only eighteen or nineteen years old this year. If I really calm down, they'll probably think I'm a monster."

Kitahara smiled nonchalantly, finished his work, and was about to go get something to eat when he heard a familiar voice beside him.

"President Kitahara?"

Kitahara turned his head and saw that it was his administrative supervisor, Jingu Ryo.

She was wearing slippers, probably having just come out of a bath. She had a delicate, floral fragrance that smelled wonderful. Combined with her intellectual appearance, she possessed a unique charm that made Kitahara unable to resist taking a few more glances.

Upon closer inspection.

She was wearing hotel pajamas, which were loose and showed off her figure, revealing her large breasts and full hips.

This married woman is flawless, both in appearance and figure.

"Want to play a little longer?" Kitahara asked.

"My daughter is making a fuss about wanting to go out for a walk," Jingu Ryo said helplessly.

People with families are less free, and even with Kitahara's tacit approval, she still felt guilty for skipping social events.

Kitahara turned off his laptop: "Harajuku is quite chaotic at night, it's not safe for you two to go out alone, I'll go with you."

This area has a high volume of people.

There are often dark-skinned foreigners wandering around here. Generally speaking, widows with good figures and beautiful looks, like Jingu Ryo, are easily targeted when they go out.

"No, no, this is too much trouble for you," Jingu Ryo said, startled, and quickly shook his head.

"What's the trouble?"

Kitahara ignored her refusal and insisted on going out together.

Jingu Ryo's daughter is very cute. Her name is Jingu Chie. She is a little girl who has just started elementary school. She has pink cheeks and long black hair. When she sees Kitahara, she doesn't forget to greet him: "Kitahara-nii-nii".

"Call me Uncle," Jingu Ryo said, stroking her head. She had changed her clothes, wearing tight jeans and a loose white shirt that revealed her beautiful figure.

Kitahara always felt that jeans were perfect for people with good figures, especially young women like Sayuri and Jingu Ryo.

These pants can perfectly showcase a woman's figure.

"It's okay, you can call me whatever you want."

Kitahara didn't care about being called an old man, after all, he was really young and didn't mind being called old.

Three people traveling together.

Attracting a lot of attention, Jingu Ryo felt increasingly uneasy as he walked, constantly feeling like someone was pointing fingers at him.

after all
It looks a bit like a family of three.

Thinking of this, her cheeks flushed involuntarily, and she felt unsure of what to do with her hands.

Kitahara, however, did not seem to care.

He was already used to other people's criticisms; if he had to pay attention to everything, it would be too much trouble.

Ever since.

He naturally took Jingu Chie's hand, took her to eat all kinds of delicious food, and even went on a motorcycle to take pictures of her.

Looking at the two happy people, Jingu Ryo felt a little dazed, thinking that this was not bad.

Half an hour later.

Jingu Ryo said with a stern face, "Alright, that's enough for today. If you don't leave, I'll hit you."

"no."

The little girl was incredibly cute when she acted spoiled, which reminded Kitahara of his own childhood, so he comforted her, "Okay, brother will buy the PS4, and we'll take it back to the hotel to play."

"really?"

"real."

"Wait a moment."

Before Jingu Ryo could object, Kitahara was already preparing to go shopping, so he hurriedly followed and whispered, "President."

"Alright, as long as the child likes it."

Kitahara was so generous mainly because Jingu Ryo had made a good impression on him, and Ichiban Hoshi would need her in the future, so he would appropriately communicate with her.

As for the little girl.

He seemed to like it, so giving him a gift wasn't a big deal.

"Thank you."

Seeing this, Ryosuke Jingu could only thank her in a low voice, then gave his daughter a resentful look.

Because of this silly child, I unknowingly owed many people favors.

After returning to the hotel.

It was almost time for a late-night snack. Kitahara had some drinks with his girlfriend, but halfway there, she started complaining that staying up too late was bad and dragged Kitahara back to the room.

The rooms in hot spring hotels are actually all pretty much the same.

A small Japanese-style garden.

There's an open-air hot spring outside, and if you'd like, you can call to order some snacks and wine.

Kitahara was quite generous in this regard, saying that he would pay for everything tonight, which excited some young people who had just graduated, since this hotel had a discreet bubble bath service.

The bubble bath process involves a sweet and lovely-looking technician with a hot and generous figure coming into the room to provide some special services.

but.

Kitahara has a girlfriend, so he doesn't need this kind of service.

'Crack--'

Kitahara opened the door to the small garden. The lanterns outside flickered with a bright yellow light, almost imperceptible, making the night seem quite quiet.

Steam rose from the hot spring, and his girlfriend, wrapped in a towel, was splashing her legs in the water.

Under the moonlight.

Her skin was so white it seemed to glow, and her full breasts were hidden beneath a thin bath towel. From her slender waist down, she was completely naked, with only the white bath towel covering her private parts. "You're so slow." Seeing that he had just arrived, Qianchuan Liangxiang couldn't help but splash in the water, the water splashing and landing on her snow-white feet, making her look so adorable.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry."

Kita apologized first, then went back to his room to take a shower to wash off the oil stains. Afterwards, wearing shorts and shirtless, he returned to the hot spring.

My girlfriend has already gone inside. Her face is flushed, and she has a towel on her head. She looks adorable.

She opened her eyes and looked at Kitahara, then silently shifted her position, gesturing for him to sit next to her.

Kitahara didn't hold back either.

He naturally went into the water, then reached out and embraced Qianchuan's delicate waist.

Naked.

You can feel the silky smoothness of Qianchuan's skin. She truly deserves to be called a nineteen-year-old girl. Youth is an advantage, as she is rich in collagen.

but.

Clearly, Chikawa also has some shortcomings. Like Jingu Ryo, a married woman who knows exactly what to do without being told what to do, she understands too much about interpersonal relationships.

"The moon is so big tonight," Qianchuan murmured, resting her head on Beiyuan's body, snuggling close to him, her full hips pressed tightly against him.

"The moonlight is beautiful."

Kitahara looked at it; although it was crescent-shaped, it was very clean and white, and it had stars in it.

Japan is an island nation.

Every year, the sea breeze blows away the pollution, so the starry sky is particularly clear.

Upon hearing the answer, Qianchuan chuckled and asked, "Are you confessing your feelings?"

"Ok?"

Kitahara paused for a moment, pinched her cheek, and laughed, "Don't say cheesy pickup lines at a time like this."

"Do you like me?"

"I love you."

"Whoa, that's a foul!" Qianchuan's face turned red instantly, and she was steaming like a steam princess.

She kept slapping her cheeks, whispering, "But it's okay to say it a few more times."

Kitahara looked down at her.

His girlfriend tilted her head slightly to look at him, her eyes sparkling, her eyebrows and even the corners of her lips smiling silently.

Thinking that Kitahara hadn't heard her, Chikawa repeated, "I said, it's okay to say it again."

"I love you."

"Hehehe, we'll talk about it later."

"Love you."

"I want to keep listening!"

but.

As it turns out, repeating the same thing a dozen times stops having any effect.

His girlfriend seemed a bit fickle, constantly pestering Kitahara to whisper sweet nothings to him. The night was long, but Kitahara didn't mind trying to appease Chikawa.

result.

Both of them had been soaking in the water and their heads were starting to swell. Fortunately, Kitahara was still conscious and carried Chikawa out, placing him on the tatami mat in the room.

'Gurgle gurgle.'

A nineteen-year-old girl, even her bubbles are pink.

Kitahara went outside to clear his head for a while.

When she returned, Qianchuan was still awake and felt dizzy. Upon seeing Beiyuan, she instinctively reached out her hand.

Because when Kitahara carried her out, he only covered his girlfriend with a very thin towel, so when Chikawa Ryoka reached out, the towel slid down her smooth and delicate skin.

For a while.

Kitahara stood frozen in place, while Chikawa lowered his head in bewilderment, his already red face unconsciously turning even redder.

However, she pretended to be clueless and insisted on being hugged.

Kitahara swallowed hard, his gaze drawn to the enormous hemisphere, especially its large and perfectly round shape, and more importantly, its silent emergence.

Qianchuan has something very unique about him.

That's her cherry blossom pink color, which only shows itself when she's aroused; otherwise, it retracts.

Kitahara suppressed his desires, walked up to his girlfriend, and gently kissed her.

Qianchuan Liangxiang couldn't help but curl up her lips again.

"Hehe. One more kiss."

'Pop—'

Overcome with passion, Kitahara couldn't help but move down, and Chikawa couldn't help but hum in response, embracing Kitahara.

The night was enchanting, and the atmosphere inside the room was even more subtle.

Kitahara was completely buried in the depths, almost unable to breathe, and Chikawa's embrace was suffocating.

but.

Even until the very end, with spring water flowing in Qianchuan's eyes, Beiyuan didn't touch her. He simply let his girlfriend hug him and rub against him with her legs.

As for the reason.

I still don't want her to have a child so soon.

This had a significant impact on Qianchuan's health.

For the next few days, Kitahara spent his time socializing. Through his uncle's connections, he gradually got to know people from the city hall, the Metropolitan Police Department, and even the Financial Services Agency, and finally got the information he wanted.

Short selling.

There was no doubt that shorting was a huge opportunity. That night, Kitahara, slightly tipsy, called Yuuka Kosaka and told her to prepare for the big battle.

Yuka Kousaka was stunned when she answered the phone. It was 2 a.m., didn't this person check the time when making a phone call?

but.

After hearing Kitahara's assessment, she decided to trust Yishou and established a position that very night. At the same time, she didn't forget to remind him:

"The most important thing you need to do is sober up."

September 4th.

In the morning, Kitahara woke up in Hanaya Seiko's house.

He came back here drunk last night, which startled the female lawyer. She had to take care of him all night, which was quite tiring for her.

He came out after washing up and ran into Hanaya Seiko, who had changed into a milky-white tracksuit and had a thin layer of sweat on her face. Clearly, she had just finished her morning exercise.

“I bought breakfast, do you want some?” Hanaya Seiko asked.

"Eat something, you'll be busy later, you need to replenish your energy."

Kitahara yawned. The beginning of each month is payday, and he's usually quite busy, but he also has to find time to go to Kyoto.

Hanaya Seiko asked, "Are you coming back tonight?"

"I'm not coming. I have a flight this afternoon and I'm going to stay in Kyoto."

"understood."

Hanaya Seiko muttered something under her breath, seemingly harboring some secret thoughts.

but.

Kitahara didn't have time to think about her for the time being. During this period, the news spread and the yen began to fall due to panic. When the official announcement was made, it was estimated that there would be a significant drop.

He logged into his account and found he had assets of around 3 billion yen. He used ten times leverage to build a 20% base position at a price of 105.

Forty million US dollars.

A profit or loss of one point is four hundred thousand US dollars.

After establishing the position, they observed the situation closely. In the afternoon, Kitahara received news that they had begun to limit the exchange of various foreign currencies to prevent capital flight.

Even Citibank issued a strict order; it's hard to imagine that this is an American company.

After lunch.

Kitahara took a plane to Kyoto.

(End of this chapter)