Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

"You guys are having so much fun~"

Mother Xue teased with a hint of sarcasm, and then she looked at her two daughters with a look that said, "You still say you are not in that kind of relationship."

Yukinoshita Yukino was too lazy to explain anymore.

She silently picked up a cup of oolong tea and took a sip.

'This scumbag dog.'

Seeing Kitahara Takashi and Yukinoshita Yukino flirting in front of her, Sayuri Sawamura was so angry.

Ying Lili is crying all day long and refusing to eat or drink because of you. She is still not over the hurt you caused her, and yet you turn around and get happy with another girl.

The key point is that the girl you are dating is the daughter of my best friend, Kitahara Takashi, you are really born!

You're going to target my best friend's daughter, right?

Is this what Kasumigaoka Utaha is like, and what is this about Yukinoshita Yukino?

This young woman, who always paid the most attention to her etiquette and was very well-mannered, no longer cared about her manners. She reached out and grabbed Kitahara Tsuyoshi's ear and said, "Get out of here!"

"Sayuri?"

Xue's mother looked at her best friend and girlfriend whom she had known since high school with a look of surprise, as if she couldn't believe that such vulgar words and rude actions would come from Sayuri Sawamura.

Sayuri Sawamura didn't care what Yuki's mother thought of her.

She believed that if this happened to her daughter, she would not be any better off than herself.

"Mom, it hurts, I was wrong."

"I'm going to get out right now. Stop pulling my ears. I'm about to be pulled apart by one ear."

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Kitahara Takashi was pulled out from under the table by Sayuri Sawamura by grabbing his ear.

After Kitahara Takashi's commotion, guests at another table in the restaurant all turned their eyes over.

"Hey, isn't that Kitahara Takashi?"

A female white-collar worker who was having dinner nearby was the first to recognize Kitahara Takashi, and she excitedly said to her companion.

I didn't recognize him before because Kitahara Tsuyoshi was surrounded by a group of women, and they were drinking happily and didn't look over there.

A man with a beer belly, who seemed to be their supervisor, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "That's him, for sure. You see that hanging arm."

"Did you watch the last game?"

"I believe anyone who loves baseball couldn't help but pay attention, right? That game had over 2413 million viewers. Isn't that the highest attendance for a professional league?"

"Would you like to get a photo or an autograph later?"

Since baseball was introduced to the United States, it has become the national sport of this country.

As a Japanese office worker, whether you like it or not, happy or not, willing or not, you always have to know something about baseball.

Because of its connection with baseball, the term appears in all aspects of life, and even in business situations, baseball is widely used.

For example, the term "all-hands baseball" originally referred to a baseball team working together. It later became a business term, referring to the collaborative efforts of all colleagues, not just those directly responsible for a specific task, to the company's success. This usage is still widely used in business settings, and a lack of understanding of this term can create communication barriers at work.

If you know nothing about baseball, you won't be able to join in the conversation when your colleagues are having a dinner together after work about baseball.

Some people might respond with something like, "I don't really like it. I'm not particularly interested in professional baseball," but this can create a kind of awkward silence that Japanese people hate the most. Many Japanese professionals agree that even if you truly dislike baseball, you should still pay attention to related sports news.

Especially when your boss is a baseball fan, if you understand these things and have a good relationship with your boss, you can often get unexpected conveniences at work.

This is not a joke. There is a high probability that your boss is a baseball fan.

Because apart from those who were born into a good family at the beginning, basically most people have worked their way up from the bottom. Even if they didn't like it before, they will be forced to like it later, otherwise they will not be able to get to that position.

Not only at work, Japanese people often use baseball terms when talking about work experiences and relationship issues.

There's no way around it. Politics and religion are sensitive topics in the Japanese workplace, and discussing personal matters is taboo unless you're really close. It's second only to asking about someone's income. (P.S.: In Japan, asking someone directly about their income is extremely rude and a topic you absolutely shouldn't discuss.)

If we can't even talk about children and income, then besides the weather and meals, the only thing we can talk about is sports. Baseball, as the national sport, is the most conversation-provoking topic.

Whether you are a student or a working social worker, it is impossible not to pay attention to baseball as long as you are in this country.

"Mom, look at all the people watching here. Please give me some face."

When Kitahara Tsutomu saw that he was recognized, he became even more panicked.

You know, his image in the outside world is that of a rebellious madman and a tough guy.

If the news of him being grabbed by the ears by a woman gets out, won’t he be labeled as the most affectionate person in Jiangnan, and his image will collapse and his reputation will be ruined?

Doesn’t Kitahara Tsutomu have any respect?

Sayuri Sawamura glanced at the person who was already standing over there and walking towards this side. She took a deep breath and decided to let go of Kitahara Takashi for the time being.

If it was in private, with only her, Xue's mother, and these little girls around, it wouldn't matter.

"Hello Kitahara-kun, I'm the deputy director of the Teijin branch in Nishinomiya City. My name is Jiugou Dashi. Please give me your guidance."

The middle-aged man with a beer belly smiled kindly, bent down and handed over his business card, showing great respect.

Logically speaking, Kitahara Takashi is just a student now, and as the deputy director of the bank's district, he should not be so humble to him.

But Kitahara no Takashi is different.

Now Kitahara Takashi's popularity can be said to be at its peak, and most of his fans are radicals to put it nicely, and a group of extreme and brainless fans with distorted values ​​to put it bluntly.

After all, what good can a fan be who knows that Takashi Kitahara is a scumbag but still likes him and defends him?

It is precisely because that group is extreme that they can do anything.

Writing a report letter to complain is considered a minor offense; some more extreme actions might even lead to direct violence. (On this point, Hoshino Ai's fans will have the final say.)

There is a lot of violence in society nowadays, and he will not joke with his own life.

Of course, his respect is because everyone knows that Kitahara Takashi is someone who will go beyond Japan and into the American professional baseball in the future.

People like Takashi Kitahara can easily obtain green cards and immigrate to the United States.

On the other hand, if I work hard all my life, the best I can do is to be promoted from deputy minister to minister.

On the road to success, it cannot be achieved by hard work alone.

As a member of society who has worked hard to reach his current position, knowing how to respond to situations is a social skill that must be mastered.

He knew that Kitahara Tsutomu was destined to be a great person in the future and was someone who could not be offended, so he immediately lowered his stance.

"Hello, Minister Jiugou."

Kitahara Takashi took the business card and put it in his pocket.

Hearing that Kitahara Takashi automatically omitted the word "deputy", Jiugou Dazhi was delighted, but he still said, "It's just deputy minister."

"I believe you'll be able to remove the word 'sub' soon. I'll congratulate you in advance."

"Thank you for your kind words. By the way, Kitahara-kun, I have a humble request. Could you please give me a photo with you or your autograph?"

"Yes, but the beautiful ladies around me are not allowed in the photo."

Kitahara Tsutomu wished he could delay it as long as possible.

"I understand, I understand."

Jiugou Dazhi waved to his men, signaling them to come over quickly.

They came over with excitement on their faces, surrounded him with Beiyuan Zun as the center, and planned to take a group photo first.

"Ladies, can anyone take a picture for us?"

Sayuri Sawamura and Yuki's mother have such strong aura that just looking at them gives people a feeling of being pampered. Sakugou Daishi doesn't dare to bother with them and turns to look for high school girls like Yukinoshita Yukino.

Of course, he could also go to the store owner.

But when it comes to photography skills, who can compare to high school girls?

He still hopes to make himself look more handsome in the photos.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Hoshino Ai volunteered and raised her hand.

In fact, even if she didn't raise her hand, the task of taking pictures would have fallen on her.

Because the other people simply wouldn't take pictures of them.

Yukinoshita Yukino only takes pictures of cats and pandas.

As for Katsura Kotonoha, given her personality, she would not take pictures of this group of people. However, she is quite good at taking pictures of Kitahara Takashi. After all, the cover of her phone was taken secretly by her.

Arisu Yanasaka has bad legs, so it's very difficult for her to find the angle.

Ichinose Honami would help take pictures, but only if the other party asked her.

"sorry to bother you."

Jiugou Dazhi handed the phone to Hoshino Ai and hurried to the seat vacated for him by his subordinates.

“Come on, three, two” “Wait, is this how you take pictures?”

Before Hoshino Ai could finish her shout, Kitahara Takashi interrupted her.

"if not?"

Hoshino Ai tilted her head.

Kitahara Takashi rolled his eyes at her, then snatched the phone from her hand. He adjusted the settings, zooming in 1.2-2.0 times, and long-pressed to lock the exposure. He said to her, "Remember, when taking photos, place the subject below the upper horizontal line, keep the lens farther away, and for full-body shots, place the subject in the middle and lower grids..."

The more Hoshino Ai listened, the bigger her mouth grew.

No, you understand this too?

Who among us is the girl?

How come boys know how to take photos better than girls?

Why don't you be this girl?

"I didn't realize Kitahara-kun had a talent for photography. He knows so much."

Yuki's mother leaned over and whispered in Sayuri Sawamura's ear.

"He only knows these little tricks to impress girls. Otherwise, why do you think he can be such a scumbag?"

Sayuri Sawamura has a lot of opinions about Kitahara Takashi, so she speaks with resentment.

But I have to say, putting aside Beiyuan Zun's fickleness, is she still very satisfied with Beiyuan Zun as a son-in-law?

He is handsome, not a male chauvinist, can coax girls in a humble manner, give them little surprises from time to time, provide emotional value, and take photos. Apart from being a playboy, he has no shortcomings at all.

"Come to think of it, you seem to have a lot of issues with Beiyuan? And just now I heard him call you mom? What's your relationship?"

Xue's mother is now very curious about the relationship between Sayuri Sawamura and Takashi Kitahara.

"Didn't Eriri have a boyfriend last time? You know that, right?"

Sayuri Sawamura thought about it and felt that it was okay to tell it out, after all, this matter could not be kept secret.

I've told my best friend now, so it will be convenient to communicate later.

"I know, his name is Watanabe Takashi, didn't I meet him once at your house?"

Mother Xue nodded slightly.

"Watanabe-sama is Kitahara-sama!"

Upon hearing this, Xue's mother opened her mouth in a rare moment of disbelief, staring at Bei Yuan Zun in disbelief, blinking repeatedly as if to ask, "Are you kidding me? Could these two be the same person?"

Watanabe Takashi and Kitahara Takashi have no similarities except for their height and masculine personalities.

"It's true. His previous face was made up."

After receiving confirmation from Sayuri Sawamura, Yuki's mother murmured to herself, "This is incredible."

Even she couldn't see through Kitahara Tsutomu's disguise.

It is enough to see how superb Kitahara Takashi's makeup skills are. It is not an exaggeration to say that makeup is like changing your head.

After a long while, Xue's mother spoke again: "What are you going to do?"

"Honestly, I don't know."

Sayuri Sawamura shook her head and expressed her true thoughts.

She didn't expect to meet Sayuri Sawamura here, and she didn't know what to do with Kitahara Takashi.