Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 218 Friendship
Qianchuan sat by the window, hugging her knees. Her soft figure was wrapped in a light blue cotton dress and a thin white shirt, her curves undulating. Her elegant face had such gentle lines that it was breathtaking. She looked at the rain outside the window, lost in thought.

When Takagi came out of the bathroom, she saw Chikawa's profile. Thinking of the snow in December, she was a little lost in thought, feeling that his face was as beautiful as snow, and his black hair fell down, giving a breathtaking feeling.

Strange to say.

The only thing that held their trust together was a shared name, yet Takagi followed her out the door without hesitation. Perhaps she had some premonition that she had to make this long trip.

"Your turn after your shower." Takagi's long, black hair cascaded down to her waist and hips, her hips swaying as she walked. She had a baby face, pure and cute, yet at this moment she appeared alluring and captivating.

"it is good."

Chikawa Ryoka responded and went to the bathroom to change. These past few days, they had been traveling and sightseeing, and had quickly explored all of Kyoto. They were currently in Osaka. There were still quite a few days before school started, and she and Takagi planned to travel to Shikoku to see the snow-capped mountains and enjoy the beautiful cityscape from above.

But after reading it, what should she do next? A question suddenly arose in Qianchuan's heart. She remained silent, thinking of her father who was still in the hospital and her mother in prison. The reason she could go out with peace of mind was because someone was taking care of her.

Is she being willful?

Qianchuan's beautiful eyes flickered, a sadness flashing across them for no reason. She looked somewhat tired, took off her clothes, revealing her beautiful figure, and immersed herself in the water, bubbling and gurgling like a fish, a deep-sea fish.

Why bother me?

Qianchuan's phone was placed not far away, and she received messages every second. She was now an internet celebrity, and many people wanted to get to know her, but Qianchuan turned off the internet. She just wanted to curl up in a small corner and blow bubbles alone in a deserted world.

'Splash.'

The rain outside the window started and stopped, the raindrops hitting the porthole creating a tranquil atmosphere. The bathroom was filled with steam, and in this quiet atmosphere, Qianchuan took a nap. When she woke up, she got up casually, dried herself, picked up the light white dress hanging on the clothes rack, and changed her clothes.

She dried her hair and went outside, only to find Takagi looking at her in surprise. "What's wrong?"

"Ok?"

Chikawa was puzzled, but then he saw Takagi pointing to the corner of his eye: "It's red, like you've been crying. Are you feeling unwell?"

"fine."

She instinctively looked down, but unexpectedly Takagi smiled sweetly: "I was just kidding."

"what?"

Chikawa stood there stunned, surprised by the innocent girl's sudden cunning. Takagi then explained, "You've been inside for too long. I was worried about you, so I went in to check on you and found you curled up asleep."

“Psychologically, this is a sign of insecurity. I think you are very anxious about the future.”

Qianchuan remained noncommittal: "Perhaps, a little."

Takagi leaned closer, closing the distance between them. Chikawa looked up, her pupils reflecting the girl's bright eyes. She saw her snow-white skin, and her small breasts just beginning to peek out.
Takagi gave her a hug, full of kindness. Chikawa trembled and hid in his arms, shaking. It was the first time she had been hugged since that night, and her body felt warm.

"Get over this soon, life is beautiful." Takagi whispered to comfort her, but Chikawa remained silent, burying her head in her arms and closing her eyes.

If Takagi knew everything, how would he react?
These days I'm traveling and enjoying the scenery.

She probed a little and naturally knew that this innocent girl's feelings for Kitahara were not just friendship, but she hadn't realized it yet. She wondered how confused Takagi would be when she saw Kitahara walking past with another woman.

"I will protect you."

Faced with Chikawa's sudden outburst, Takagi's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, but she still nodded with a smile: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

In the warm light of the heated room, the two girls embracing each other shone brightly. After a long while, Qianchuan raised her head and whispered, "It's a little prickly."

"Ok?"

Akane Takagi paused for a moment, looked down, and suddenly pursed her lips.

The towering ridge, accentuated by the thin clothing, appeared even more majestic and magnificent. Her snow-white, rounded hemispheres swayed seductively under pressure. How did she manage to maintain such a figure?

Qianchuan noticed the resentment in her eyes and realized he had hurt her feelings, so he quickly waved his hand and said, "No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

Takagi remained silent, not wanting to continue this hurtful topic. She turned off the light, and moonlight streamed in from the window, illuminating the two equally bright girls. They looked at each other, their pupils flickering with shyness and a hint of testing.

After a long silence, Qianchuan broke the silence and whispered, "Can we sleep together?"

Akane Takagi knew that these words meant nothing more than the hard-won friendship. She nodded softly in response, her face lowered, feeling a little hot.

Their warm bodies pressed tightly together, dispelling the chill from the end of October. In another week, the temperature would continue to drop, and the rain would continue until they returned home to Tokyo, at which point it would start to snow.

I wonder what will happen to the snow this year.

Qianchuan was thinking about many things when he suddenly tightened his grip on Gaomu's hand. The soft girl noticed this and gently stroked the back of his hand, as if to comfort him.

After a while.

Qianchuan fell asleep. In her dream, she saw a familiar figure. He spoke softly, as if trying to take her back. But she was too weak-willed and went back to her original self after just a few words.

No, don't.

In her sleep, Qianchuan opened her eyes and saw Gao Mu sleeping peacefully. She sighed deeply, glanced at her phone, and remained motionless for a long time.

Kitahara felt as if he were soaking in warm water.

He opened his eyes, and all he could see was mist. A woman wrapped in a bathrobe, her black hair hanging down to her waist, was washing her body not far away, her movements gentle as she rubbed her long, slender legs.

Kitahara was drunk and somewhat dazed, unable to distinguish who it was, but he could vaguely smell Sato Sayuri through her scent; that deep, subtle orchid fragrance was unmistakable.

Sato Sayuri turned around, somewhat surprised: "Hmm, you're awake?"

She looked down, grabbed a towel to cover herself, came over, and gently stroked Kitahara's cheek, which was still warm: "You're probably not fully awake yet. Would you like some water?"

Kitahara shook his head.

Sato Sayuri chuckled again: "That's right, I drank several large bowls of water while you were asleep. It would be strange if you wanted some more."

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Kitahara remained silent, but his ears twitched as he heard footsteps outside the door. Then, with a whoosh, Hanaya Seiko opened the door and said casually, "I taught that woman a lesson, so I came to check."

Sato Sayuri nodded: "I do need to give them a talking-to."

But let's see what's going on.
She found it somewhat amusing, but then she thought again that she had no right to laugh at others.

The first thing Hanaya Seiko saw upon entering was Kitahara.

Next was Sayuri Sato. She stared at Sayuri Sato for a little longer. She saw that Sayuri Sato's hair fell over her waist and hips, and her excellent figure was hidden under the bath towel. This was not washing up, but flirting.

But Hanaya Seiko also knew that the woman wasn't doing it intentionally; on the contrary, she was just casually covering herself. But for someone with a good figure, doing so would seem deliberate.

"Thank goodness I came," she thought.

next second.

"Maybe I should change my clothes."

Hanaya Seiko's thoughts crossed her mind for a few seconds, but her face remained haughty, and her expression never changed. The noisy noise behind her interrupted their peace.

"How did they end up bathing together?"

Miyoko Nakamaki entered with light steps, and the first person she saw was Sayuri Sato, not Kitahara. She couldn't help but click her tongue and say, "What a beautiful married woman."

Sayuri Sato pointed outside: "Go out."

“I’m here to take a bath,” Miyoko Nakamura said matter-of-factly.

Sato Sayuri remained silent, quickly washed up, and left, taking everyone with her except Kitahara. He washed his face, clearing his head; he had just vaguely dreamt of his girlfriend.

Kitahara misses her a little.

With so many beautiful women around, it would seem hypocritical to say I missed her, but feelings can't be hidden. Kitahara paddled in the water, missing that lively and spirited girl, and her charming smile.

He closed his eyes, trying to dispel the thought; now was not the time.

Kitahara took a shower and went out. A light was left on in the living room on the first floor. There were still no blankets prepared today, but Kitahara had no interest in them. He sat on the sofa watching TV aimlessly, occasionally glancing at his phone.

The night was deep, and time passed by, but Kitahara still didn't move. Finally, after hesitating for a moment, he went upstairs, opened the third door, and went into the inner room.

Sato Sayuri didn't seem to be surprised by his arrival. She shifted her position, giving Kitahara the warm spot she had just been lying on. He thanked her, got into bed, closed his eyes, and didn't make a sound.

midnight.

Sato Sayuri frequently got up to go to the bathroom, making a soft sound. Kitahara noticed this and poured her some hot water, which Sayuri did not refuse.

After she lay down, Kitahara asked:

"not comfortable?"

"Ah."

Sato Sayuri rubbed her stomach and nodded gently. Then Kitahara fell silent, rustling the blankets. Sato Sayuri felt a pair of hands encircle her and pull her into an embrace.

“I don’t know if it will work,” Kitahara explained.

"fine."

Sato Sayuri shook her head, rested her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and whispered, "Sleep."

With his beloved by his side, Kitahara had no other thoughts. He felt Sayuri Sato's body temperature and drifted into a dream.

Confused and disoriented.

The two heard a knocking sound on the wall. The next morning, Sayuri Sato woke up first, went downstairs, and saw Miyoko Nakamaki with her hand wrapped up. She asked, "What happened to you?"

Miyoko Nakamura said with a sour face, "It's nothing, I just tripped and fell."

"You can fall and hurt your hand?"

"Don't worry about it."

Sato Sayuri smiled, feeling a little guilty. She had indeed taken him away last night. She went into the kitchen, then thought about going out to apologize. But then she thought that Nakamaki Miyoko was always the type to take an inch and then a mile, so she decided to let it go.

So she made the hamburger patties that Nakamaru Miyoko liked.

"The food is plentiful today, did the head lady really spend money?" Miyoko Nakamura asked during her meal.

"Shut up."

Sayuri Sato felt that she was becoming increasingly mean and a venomous woman.

Miyoko Nakamaki didn't care. After eating, she went to the company with Kitahara. Once in the office, she began to speak eloquently and confidently.

I may be timid and cowardly at home, but that doesn't stop me from being a force to be reckoned with at work!
"Power, come!"

Midori Miyoko, in high spirits, decided to hold a small meeting today to torment her subordinates.

In the afternoon, near the end of the workday, she informed Kitahara: "Things here are mostly settled, so we don't need so many people for the time being."

Kitahara understood what she meant; this time of year always marked the day he would return to Tokyo.

just
Kitahara hesitated slightly, but after returning to Tokyo, Sayuri Sato would go back to her teachers' apartment.

His home in Tokyo didn't have a room for Sayuri.

Given her pride, she wouldn't stay there.

"We need to prepare in advance," he muttered to himself.

During dinner, Kitahara casually mentioned the incident, and Sato Sayuri gave a soft "oh" without any reaction. Hanaya Seiko glanced at her but didn't say anything, which disappointed Nakamaki Miyoko, who was hoping to see a joke.

After dinner, Sayuri Sato went for a walk in the garden. She didn't think much of it; she just thought the scenery was nice.

It's disappointing that we won't be able to see it once we return to Tokyo.

She was feeling a little down.

He had hidden himself, but now that he was alone, he couldn't help but reveal it.

"Taking a walk alone?"

A sudden sound behind her startled Sayuri Sato. Turning around, she saw Seiko Hanaya, who complained, "You walk so quietly?"

"You're just thinking too much." Hanaya Seiko smiled and jumped down from the steps. She was wearing sandals today, and a pair of fair and smooth legs peeked out from under her short skirt, with small and delicate feet that looked like ice cream.

"I...I didn't," Sato Sayuri said, unwilling to admit it.

"After I get back to Tokyo, I need to go home first to see my family. I haven't seen them in a long time since I've been away on this trip," Hanaya Seiko changed the subject.

"Family? We should meet them." Sayuri Sato nodded.

"Then, find a suitable beauty salon and get some beauty treatments and wellness treatments."

“It’s for beauty treatments,” Sato Sayuri replied.

"What about you?"

Seiko Hanaya suddenly asked.

"I?"

"Would you like to come along?" Hanaya Seiko stared at her, his gaze more like a demand than an invitation.

But Sayuri Sato was still taken aback: "Are you inviting me?"

"Yes."

Hanaya Seiko readily agreed, which made Sato Sayuri a little embarrassed. She hesitated for a moment, but Hanaya Seiko couldn't wait any longer and ordered, "Not answering? Then I'll take that as your agreement. Come with us after you get off the plane."

Sato Sayuri moved her lips, then turned her head and mumbled, "There's no place for me in this house."

Seiko Hanaya suddenly laughed, looking at her with a smile.

Sato Sayuri got annoyed: "What are you laughing at?"

"How could you be so stupid? Do we need money? If you don't like it, just change it." Hanaya Seiko casually left these words behind and walked away, leaving Sato Sayuri alone in the garden, her face inexplicably flushed.

Yes
Yes, it can be replaced.

The next morning, after breakfast, the group boarded a plane and returned to Tokyo.

After getting off the plane.

Hanaya Seiko glanced at Kitahara, nudged him, and mouthed the words.

(End of this chapter)