Tokyo, 1994, starting with medical training

Chapter 16 The Reason for Simplicity

The wine swayed slightly in the light, creating a faint pink halo.

All eyes were on Imagawa Ori.

She simply bowed slightly.

Meanwhile, all the other attendants in the shop exchanged glances.

Imagawa Ori must have been out of her mind to say such a thing, and Nakamori Sachiko will definitely be furious and then have an affair.

There were even a few people who were eager to take the opportunity to show off.

The manager, who had just been hosting the ceremony in a loud voice, suddenly slapped himself.

Not a dream?

He couldn't understand why anyone would refuse a 10-tier champagne tower worth 1300 million yen.

It's not 1300 yen, nor 1300 yen, but a full 13 million yen!

Has Naoki Imagawa gone mad?

Sachiko Nakamori is the most important customer in the shop, without exception.

Her spending alone is enough to pay the monthly salaries of all the store's employees, so she is someone you absolutely cannot afford to offend.

Nakamori-san, what happens after you get rejected?

The manager dared not think about it further.

Without hesitation, his legs buckled, and he slid down to his knees in a standard dogeza (vertical kneeling) position in front of Sachiko Nakamori.

"Nakamori-san! I'm so sorry!"

"Imagawa-kun must have been blinded by your generosity and affection to say such a thing!"

"Please calm down, I'll make her calm down right away and have her apologize to you!"

Please give her another chance!

At the same time, his forehead slammed heavily against the cold floor.

Sachiko Nakamori ignored him.

Her entire attention was focused on Imagawa Ori from beginning to end.

got rejected.

The apology showed absolutely no remorse; although the person was bowing, they wouldn't even bend over at a 90-degree angle.

The sweet, fruity aroma of champagne now carries a hint of mockery.

How did the world become like this?

In a place like "Kagura Club" that reeks of money, can't you even fulfill your wishes by spending money?

The kneeling manager, having waited in vain for the expected storm, quietly raised his head and glanced up.

Suddenly, Sachiko Nakamori burst into laughter.

A laugh born of extreme anger?

No, it's more like a heartfelt joy and excitement.

This left the manager somewhat bewildered, but having worked in the sex industry for many years, he knew that the essence of the business was to provide emotional value to customers.

Since the patron is happy and hasn't said anything, he'll just kneel down.

It's not shabby to earn money.

Of course, Sachiko Nakamori was indeed excited.

If Imagawa Ori nodded just now, then tonight I will be able to have her and have my wish fulfilled.

But what happens after that?

What's the difference between a woman who can be obtained with money and any other ordinary woman?

It was utterly tasteless.

Rebellion is what makes things interesting, so interesting.

Sachiko Nakamori spoke slowly.

"Since Imagawa-kun has his own principles, I will naturally respect them."

"However, tonight's champagne tower ceremony is something that Kiryu-kun and I both wanted to do, so we will continue."

"Manager, get up. Don't kneel. It looks bad."

As she spoke, she pointed with her finger to the eight-tiered cup tower that had already been built.

This magnanimous attitude left everyone speechless.

The manager quickly got up from the ground, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and repeatedly said yes.

He walked over to the champagne tower, picked up the microphone again, and tried to reignite the atmosphere and make up for the awkwardness with more enthusiastic words.

The attendants cooperated, but they were still somewhat incredulous.

No?

Normally, it's fine if everyone just spends time with unsatisfied and empty women, but Imagawa Naoya has gone this far. Even if we don't beat or scold him, can we just pretend nothing happened?

This looks so fake!

Meanwhile, the waiters began serving the champagne from the tower to the guests.

This is the afterglow of celebration, and also a way to share the glory.

Imagawa Ori, holding a glass of wine, sat back down in the booth, once again next to Kiryu Kazusuke.

The manager, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, immediately felt his heart leap into his throat again.

Is Imagawa-kun possessed by a ghost tonight?

Is it because they're afraid of failing to anger the store's biggest spender?

Sachiko Nakamori pretended not to see it, maintaining her faint smile.

"Kiryu-kun, you've really piqued my curiosity."

"What exactly did you say to my Imagawa-kun that made her refuse a champagne tower worth 1300 million yen?"

"Or have you promised something I can't give you?"

She shifted her gaze to Kiryu Kazusuke, a hint of interest in her eyes.

Imagawa Naoki could explain these issues.

But she chose to drink champagne.

After all, things seemed to be moving in a positive direction, and Sachiko Nakamori seemed to have inexplicably become very enthusiastic.

Kazusuke Kiryu shook his head: "Nakamori-san, as you know, everything here has a price."

Sachiko Nakamori chuckled softly, "Tell me about it."

Kazusuke Kiryu said slowly, "Tonight's eight-story champagne tower will cost a total of 4 million yen. I hope the bill can be put in my name."

Upon hearing this, Imagawa Ori couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

She couldn't understand Kiryu Kazusuke's behavior logic at all.

Why would someone volunteer to take on the biggest expense themselves?

The meager salary for medical trainees would probably take several years to save up, even without eating or drinking.

Is it to show a man's dignity and spirit?

"Imagawa-kun, I forgot to tell you something."

"Before you came, Kiryu-kun and I made a little bet about whether I could have my wish granted tonight."

"Since you've already rejected me, then I've lost."

"As an agreement, even if the bill is in his name, I will pay for all of Kiryu-kun's expenses tonight."

Sachiko Nakamori did come up with an explanation.

That is, Kiryu Kazusuke wanted to use her money to pretend to be fat in front of Imagawa Ori.

"Kiryu-kun."

"I've already said it, if you want to get Imagawa's attention, you have to use your own money."

Sachiko Nakamori extended her index finger and waved it in the air.

I've been misunderstood.

But Kiryu Kazusuke had no intention of explaining; he only cared about one thing—

According to the "Evil Woman's Worldline Convergence Plan," his spending tonight will receive a 20% cashback. Does that count as his spending?

"Nakamori-san".

"You need to be more considerate. You didn't even know that Imagawa-kun is on his period."

Even if she agrees to your request, your wish tonight will most likely be dashed.

Sachiko Nakamori paused, taken aback.

Her eyes first showed surprise, then confusion.

Menstrual period?

That's it?

She had imagined countless possibilities, but she never expected the answer to be like this.

So simple and unadorned.

So... there's nothing we can do about it.

Several seconds passed.

Sachiko Nakamori suddenly burst into laughter.

She laughed so hard she almost fell over, tears welling in her eyes, completely losing her previous composure.

Given that Imagawa Nao is on her period, unless she wants to get her hands covered in blood, this is a wish that no amount of money can fulfill!

The surrounding staff were all stunned.

Although they couldn't hear what was being said in the booth, they had never seen Sachiko Nakamori so out of control.

"good!"

"Great, great, my period is so wonderful!"

Sachiko Nakamori finally stopped laughing. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and sat up straight again.

(End of this chapter)