Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku.

Chapter 96 Remaining Unmoved by a Woman's Embrace

"Um?

""

Ogawa was even more puzzled, but he did not disobey the president's order. The woman's delicate body, exuding a faint fragrance, became more and more obvious as he approached.

As she moved closer to Sato, who was sitting on the sofa, the woman seemed to realize something, and her face flushed even more.

But surely Sato wouldn't lay a hand on her here?

That shouldn't be possible, right?

Although that's what he thought, a strange sense of anticipation also emerged in Xiaochuan's heart at this moment.

"Okay, that's settled."

"Please sit down."

Sato called a stop when the two were less than half a meter apart.

The two sat down very close together, their shoulders almost touching.

If we really want to do something, this distance is just right.

"good.."

Filled with nervousness and anticipation, the woman slowly took her seat.

Because of nervousness, her legs, clad in black stockings, rubbed slowly against each other under her skirt.

Speaking of which, what kind of underwear was she wearing today?

It looks like black silk with lace patterns on the back.

"You're dressed right!"

The girl, who mentally gave herself a thumbs-up, waited for the other person to continue.

However, to her surprise, there was no further development; the boy seemed to be seriously reading the script in front of him.

"?"

No, is this person sick?

Why did you call me to sit so close and start reading?

Reading?

Isn't this even more outrageous than the story of Liu Xiahui from across the sea?

You should know that her ability to remain unmoved by a woman's advances was only out of necessity, but Sato, on the contrary, invited her over and then ignored her.

Playing hard to get isn't done like this, is it?

While Ogawa was questioning his existence, Sato was quite happy.

With Ogawa's voice around, his understanding of the script definitely improved a lot.

This also proves that this skill is indeed extremely useful.

The script is for three episodes, and his role isn't that big, but besides his own part, he also needs to thoroughly understand the entire script.

Filming involves interaction with others; it's not just about reciting your own lines.

It is also necessary to communicate with the opponent and understand the meaning behind the script.

Only in this way will emotions be more genuine.

"I'm sorry, but Ayako smells really good, and it helps me concentrate."

After a brief test, Sato looked up from in front of the script and spoke to the woman.

"If you have time, Ayako, could you sit for a while longer?"

"...good"

Hearing Sato's calm words, Ogawa's chaotic thoughts suddenly disappeared.

A gentle smile appeared on her face.

Although it wasn't anything strange, upon calming down and thinking about it, it would have been impossible to do that kind of thing here anyway.

Being able to accompany him like this, and having Sato say she smells nice, made the woman's heart race to an unbelievable degree.

Thinking it over, the woman moved a few more inches closer to Sato.

"Is this all you need?"

"Okay, thank you."

"Okay~"

After their conversation ended, the lounge quickly became quiet.

This peaceful and beautiful atmosphere lasted for three hours.

The story ends with Sato reading the script.

"Let's go."

"Close the script," Sato said.

"I'll drive you back."

Ogawa closed the document in his hand and said.

"Also, filming for GG starts next week."

The woman calmed down; her face was still flushed, but she was no longer as shy as before.

She felt that this was good enough, at least the distance between the two of them was slowly getting shorter.

Not that fast, but not slow either.

"it is good."

Sato responded and, after saying goodbye to everyone at the club, got into Ogawa's car.

"Speaking of which, you got your driver's license way too fast."

"I can buy a car later."

"Yes, we'll see."

Sato didn't pay much attention to it.

Buying a car isn't something I'm in a rush for.

I can't afford a luxury car, so what I have now is just a means of transportation. But I don't need one right now; I'll buy one if I need it later.

"I'll rest for a bit first."

As Sato spoke, he closed his eyes. They were still some distance from home, but the boy couldn't wait to start mental martial arts practice.

"Oh~"

Looking at the boy's handsome profile, Xiao Chuan's lips curled up slightly, and he started the car.

Meanwhile, Sato had once again seen Hattori Hanzo in his mind.

This Hattori Hanzo looks just like the teacher, but his attack power is much greater.

Moreover, every move was aimed at Sato's vital points.

More importantly, both of them were holding physical weapons, blades.

If you put a regular action star here, they'd probably be taken down in one move.

But Sato is different. He trained here and gradually became an action star, otherwise his action scenes wouldn't look so realistic.

Because it's for real.

The two were now mentally engaged in a fierce battle, even more intense and dangerous than the one Sanada had just fought.

However, with Chiba's guidance, Sato's movements were now extremely fluid, each move a continuous, profound, and powerful river.

Hattori Hanzo, however, was not at a disadvantage. Seeing that his attack had been blocked, he swung his sword to temporarily force the man back, and then changed the direction of his sword from downward to upward, aiming at Sato's vital points.

"It's that trick again."

Thinking of the pain he had felt every time he was struck by that groin-splitting dagger in the past few days, the boy gritted his teeth and took only one step, precisely avoiding the murderous attack by the slightest margin.

This footwork is somewhat similar to the Bagua Step, but it was something the boy learned on his own; it's a self-taught style.

Of course, unorthodox techniques learned on the battlefield, especially those learned through repeated deaths, are extremely useful even if they are not authentic.

With a single step, Sato dodged the opponent's attack while moving forward, arriving at Hattori's weak point on the side, and swung his sword.

"Clang!"

A metallic clanging sound was heard.

However, the force transmitted to Sato's hand was much weaker.

At this position, Hattori was a beat too slow to turn around, making it difficult for him to exert force.

Each of their strikes wasn't simply a matter of arm strength; it was like a spring, combining the power of their waist and legs.

Otherwise, how could one say that the waist and horse are in harmony?

At this point, Hattori no longer had the opportunity to unleash his full power.

On the contrary, after so much training, Sato's body is now basically on par with Hattori Hanzo in terms of both power generation techniques and absolute strength.

Soon, Sato's heavy sword strike pressed down on Hattori's neck.

Fresh blood gushed from his neck.

Sato, panting heavily, silently apologized to Chiba, even though it was just a simulation.

Of course, Hattori Hanzo in front of him remained true to his original character, his eyes unchanged and still cold. He only snorted coldly before collapsing.

"call..."

Sato had just breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the dead Hattori Hanzo when the system appeared before him.