Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku

This was the umpteenth time their skin had touched, but he didn't resist.

Although controlling recoil is painful, Ayako Ogawa, this ice queen, certainly has enough charm.

"I can go back by myself..."

Ogawa murmured to himself, his hand still weakly pushing against the boy's chest, trying to struggle to get up.

However, in Sato's view, this resistance is similar to whining and saying "I'll punch you in the chest with my little fists."

"I will send you back."

Sato grabbed the other's small fist, his voice low and gentle.

"It's dangerous outside."

Whether it was because of the mission or because of real danger, Sato really didn't intend for her to leave on her own.

After all, Xiao Chuan is his manager; if something goes wrong, it could cause a lot of trouble.

Upon hearing this, Xiaochuan didn't speak, but simply closed his eyes tightly, gently biting his red lips with his silver teeth, looking like he was in pain but desperately trying not to hiccup.

"Hiccup~"

Clearly, patience failed.

The soft, limp hiccup sounded more like a gentle murmur, and it was exceptionally clear in the quiet office. Xiao Chuan's blush deepened even further, almost as if it were about to bleed.

Seeing this, Sato took it as a tacit agreement, reached out and put his arm around the woman's slender waist, and walked out.

The boy's movements stiffened slightly as his fingertips touched the smooth texture of her soft waist, but he quickly tightened his arms to appear calm.

"Why did you drink so much again?"

Sato asked.

"Of course it's because... I'm happy!"

Ogawa explained it simply, but Sato understood it immediately.

There's only this one thing that makes me happy today.

"The president is very satisfied with your performance; he'll probably throw you a celebration party or something..."

"A victory celebration?"

"It was just a small company tea party, but... *burp*"

Hearing the girl's confused words, Sato was not in a hurry, but simply helped her walk step by step.

"However, this is also a signal, from the company..."

"understood."

The gist of it is that if "Shadow Legion" can really make him a name for himself and get him some advertising endorsements, then the company can be saved.

Large companies certainly wouldn't be able to, but their company has undergone optimization and significantly reduced its expenses, so it's possible.

Although the tea party was small, it was a move to stabilize people's hearts.

"President, I've already spoken to Suzuki about it."

"it is good."

Sato didn't intend to do anything like a crazy slap in the face or a satisfying revenge on Suzuki.

After all, there was no deep-seated hatred between the two. If Suzuki didn't come looking for him, he wouldn't go over to get in his way.

As for Suzuki, let him do whatever he wants and think whatever he wants.

As the two talked, Sato quickly hailed a taxi downstairs.

Fortunately, we are not yet in the era of extravagant taxi fares that allow people to spend their money on nightlife.

If a few more years pass, with his current income, he probably won't even be able to afford a taxi at night.

Along the way, under the driver's ambiguous, envious, and somewhat fearful gaze, the boy finally managed to safely deliver Xiaochuan to her apartment building.

"Luckily, I didn't throw up."

Sato breathed a sigh of relief after getting off the bus safely.

The driver hadn't dared to breathe loudly the whole way, afraid that Xiao Chuan might suddenly throw up in the car.

Sato himself was also scared, since Ogawa had been leaning on him the whole way, and his warm, alcohol-smelling breath had been brushing against his neck. If he were to vomit, Ogawa would definitely be the first to suffer.

"Hmm... Wow!"

Ogawa gave a mumbled reply, as if his patience had finally reached its limit.

Suddenly, a rainbow appeared.

......

The next morning, the woman groggily opened her eyes.

The dull ache from the hangover, along with memories of last night, flooded my mind.

She recalled that she started out drinking with her best friend, and as they drank, the conversation naturally turned to Sato.

And then what? That unreliable best friend not only didn't take her home, but after hearing that Sato might still be at the company, she actually packed her up and sent her there like she was a package.

And then... what happened next?

Fragments of memory surged through my mind, and scene after scene gradually emerged: I was clinging tightly to the boy's arm, saying something mushy, and finally...

"wrong!"

Ogawa suddenly realized that he had not only carried the other person all the way, but had also ended up vomiting on him.

Ignoring his splitting headache, he sat bolt upright in bed with a "whoosh".

His gaze swept erratically across the room before settling on the boy who was leaning against the wall and asleep on the floor.

Sato was shirtless, covered only by a small blanket he had brought from his hometown. Morning light filtered through the curtains, falling on his taut muscles and outlining his sharp features.

With that handsome face, if any girl saw this scene, she would probably be smitten on the spot.

However, that's clearly not the focus right now.

How much trouble can a working-class person really cause?

She actually vomited all over one of her artists and then stuck to him...

Just thinking about this made Xiaochuan feel dizzy and his scalp tingle.

I don't know how to make it up to them this time.

Chapter 40: Upright as Ultraman (Please continue reading)

"you're awake."

Finally, amidst Xiaochuan's increasingly terrified gaze, the boy opened his eyes.

Thanks to his training in his original three-and-a-half-tatami room, he didn't feel any discomfort even though he was sleeping on the floor.

In addition, he wasn't in a very good mood yesterday, but he slept soundly, and apart from some stiffness and soreness in his body, he was fine.

This slight pain is practically non-existent for Sato right now.

"sorry!"

Seeing this, Ogawa hurriedly changed from a sitting position to a dogeza (a traditional Chinese swearing posture) on the bed.

However, she may not have realized that she was only wearing a small camisole underneath, and as she bent over, her two rounded breasts reflected the morning light from the window, appearing completely exposed in front of Sato.

"Um......"

Sato silently looked away and nodded.

However, besides the visual feast and the existential crisis of "rear control," he wasn't without compensation.

[Unlock Achievement: Act of Justice]

[Reward Skill: Helping in Need]

Note: Positive Qi +50%

Note 2: After activation, you look as upright as Ultraman from the Land of Light.

Perfect timing, I can give it a try.

If it's useful... this skill, combined with my acting skills, will guarantee a filming opportunity.

Sato activated his skill with a sense of excitement.

This is a proactive skill, just like public speaking.

Once he activated it, the boy's eyes widened slightly. Just like with the previous skills, with the subtle adjustment of his micro-expressions, he looked righteous and awe-inspiring, as if his whole body was coated with a layer of upright light.

"that......."

Ogawa had just noticed his clothes scattered to the side and was awkwardly covering himself with the blanket when he looked up and saw the boy's face, and he was stunned.

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination from the hangover, but she seemed to vaguely see a holy light behind the boy.

“I brought you back last night, and you threw up, so I helped you take off your coat.”