Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 160

Spiritual connection is more direct than physical contact.

Because there is no filter, it acts directly on the mind, which is equivalent to eliminating middlemen and their markups.

However, similarly, mental stimulation can also have an effect on the body.

After Vermouth resonated with Kitahara Natsuhiro's soul, she felt herself fly up. This was not physical pleasure, but spiritual pleasure, which was more direct and intense.

But similarly, her body, which was lying on the seat, began to tremble, a blush appeared on her cheeks, her legs unconsciously rubbed together, and her cherry lips parted slightly, emitting seductive sounds.

At this moment, Kitahara Natsuyu slowly opened his eyes, leaned back in his chair, let out a long sigh, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Indeed, some things require more trying."

"This feeling is really exciting!"

"However," he glanced at himself again and sighed, "my spirit is quite focused, but my body is still a little lacking. I'm not feeling quite right!"

While it's certainly exciting to dream about something, as exciting as it is, it just doesn't quite feel right.

It was enjoyable for Vermouth, but for him it was just a tiny bit lacking.

Just then, Vermouth slowly opened her eyes, but her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and her gaze towards Kitahara Natsuyu was somewhat viscous, almost like silk.

It seems that Vermouth benefited greatly from her dream.

"Ms. Vermouth, what's wrong with you?"

Kitahara Natsuyu leaned closer, reached out and lifted her chin, asking a question he already knew the answer to.

Upon hearing this, Vermouth opened her bright eyes and replied, seemingly unrelated to the question, "I now understand what you're thinking."

"You really are a lecher; you're even thinking about these things in your dreams."

She was now certain that Kitahara Natsuhiro was not with Yukiko for her money, but simply because he was attracted to her body.

And the conversation in the dream just now also taught her something.

Kitahara Natsuhiro probably has more than one woman, and the women he likes are all mature women.

This is one of the reasons why she and Yukiko were targeted by Kitahara Natsuhiro.

Of course, one of the reasons was that she trespassed into Kitahara Natsuyu's territory; in fact, he might have been waiting for her to trespass.

Because Kitahara Natsuhiro already knew about Conan a long time ago.

As for Kitahara Natsuyu's secret, she has already put it out of her mind. She doesn't know the real Kitahara Natsuyu at all, and whether he is alive or dead is none of her business.

Even if she really knew the real Kitahara Natsuhiro, she wouldn't care about this matter.

Because she was no match for him.

Since Kitahara Natsuyu has the ability to pull her into her dream and control it, he can also erase her memories. Faced with such power, she is no match at all.

Moreover, in her current state, she has no ability to resist. Since she has no power to resist, she might as well just enjoy it!
Perhaps having Kitahara Natsumi as a backer isn't so bad; at least she'll have a warm haven where she can rest a little.

The long hours of organizational life had exhausted her, especially now that the organization's plans had reached a critical juncture.

Kitahara Natsuhiro burst into laughter and pulled Vermouth into his arms.

And so, the two of them huddled together in one seat, quite close to each other.

Furthermore, Kitahara Natsuhiro's hands also became restless.

Vermouth glanced up at Kitahara Natsuhiro, but said nothing or did nothing.

Because she really didn't want to move, and she didn't have the strength to move.

Even now, her body still twitches from time to time; too much stimulation isn't a good thing.

"I am quite honest and rarely tell lies."

"I'm here simply to pick up girls and have some fun, nothing more."

He was busy for most of his previous life, so why can't he enjoy himself now that he's transmigrated?
So his goal in life is to pick up girls and have fun; he doesn't care about anything else.

"So you're not going to do anything about Shinichi Kudo's affairs?" Vermouth's previously calm breathing became somewhat rapid again: "Shinichi Kudo is practically your son now."

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuhiro continued toying with the object and said softly, "What do you mean by half a son? He's just a stepson, and Yukiko and I aren't married."

"Moreover, Yukiko has no plans to get married and plans to leave me once I find a girlfriend, and then run away alone."

Hearing this, Vermouth raised an eyebrow: "That's definitely Yukiko's personality, she's passionate and decisive."

So, do you have a girlfriend?

"Yes, it's Akiko Yonehara. She's a teacher at Beika Elementary School, but she's been quite busy lately, so we haven't seen each other for a while."

In fact, Akiko Yonehara was his girlfriend after he came into this world.

They met at a social gathering, then started sleeping together, and naturally progressed to a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship.

It's fair to say that his current official girlfriend is Akiko Yonehara, and everyone else is a mistress, a second mistress, or a third mistress.
Of course, he has always treated everyone equally and would never discriminate.

"Does Yukiko know?"

“I don’t know. She didn’t ask, so I didn’t say,” Kitahara Natsuyu said.

Since Yukiko didn't ask, he naturally wouldn't say anything more to avoid causing trouble for himself. As for what would happen if Yukiko or others found out later, that was not something he should be thinking about now.

He'll leave the rest to his future self; he'll figure something out.

Now, all he needs to do is enjoy life to the fullest.

Vermouth sighed, "Yukiko is really having a run of bad luck; she's run into another jerk."

"Scumbag?" Kitahara Natsuyu smiled and said, "I'm a scumbag in a clear and unambiguous way. I'm not hiding anything. Besides, it wasn't me who slept with Yukiko, it was Yukiko who slept with me."

"She pretended to be drunk on purpose, and then I took her home. The meaning is self-evident, and I just went along with it."

"Of course, I have the same thought myself."

It can be said that he and Yukiko were mutually attracted and deeply in love.

"So this is ah."

Vermouth smiled slightly. She had thought it was Kitahara Natsuhiro who took the initiative, but she didn't expect it to be Yukiko who took the initiative, and that she did it to get revenge on Kudo Yusaku.

"But what if Yukiko asks you to help Conan?" Vermouth asked again.

"If Kiko really asks me for help, I might help, but only within my power. For example, I could erase all of Conan's past memories and turn him into a normal elementary school student. That would solve everything."

"Also, don't act like a simp, running around helping Conan solve his problems. He and Ran saved your life, but you've already repaid them. There's no need to continue like this," Kitahara Natsuyu said.

Judging from Vermouth in the original work, he's like a sycophant, always fawning over Conan and helping him with everything.

Of course, Vermouth did this not only for Conan, but also for herself; she wanted to see Conan dismantle the Black Organization.

But now there's no need to do that, because of his existence.

At that moment, Vermouth, who was lying in Kitahara Natsuyu's arms, suddenly sat up, and the chair also leaned back. She turned over and became the master, becoming a knight.

She regained a tiny bit of her strength.

Vermouth looked down at her with a radiant smile: "Are you jealous?"

You're even jealous of little kids?!

Because of the connection of souls, Vermouth has subconsciously leaned towards Kitahara Natsuhiro.

Just as Kitahara Natsuhiro said, the future is a shortcut to a woman's heart, and what he just did was the shortcut of shortcuts, in short: one step to the stomach.

It's going straight to the stomach.

However, Vermouth's own wishes also played a part. Compared to the organization, Kitahara Natsuhiro, this old devil, might be more reliable!
Besides, since I've already given him my soul, there's no need to hesitate about anything else.

The weak depend on the strong, and she is the weak one now.

"Jealous?" Kitahara Natsuyu grinned crookedly. "I'm not so petty as to be jealous of a little brat. I just think it's not worth it."

"Ever since his body shrank, he has been restless and has been constantly trying to show off."

"I know this kind of person. He won't stop courting death until he really ruins himself!"

"So in this situation, no matter how many times you wipe his butt, it won't end."

"You should just give up and stop worrying about this guy."

In the original story, he participated in a school trip to confess his feelings to Ran, and he even appeared in front of so many people and made it into the newspaper.

This is truly a prime example of courting death.

Take Kitahara Natsuhiro for example; only by erasing all of Conan's past memories from his mind will he settle down.

Or perhaps Sherry developed an antidote.

However, given the current situation, Shirley is not going to research antidotes. She would much rather research version 3.0 of APTX-4869.

Elena Miyano and Atsushi Miyano developed the first version, Sherry developed the second version, and now it's the third version.

“Shinichi Kudo is indeed like that, but with your current strength, wiping out the organization is a piece of cake, except for the BOSS,” Vermouth said.

There are very few people in the organization who know the BOSS, maybe none at all.

Even she didn't know, and Rum might or might not know.

"Eliminate the organization?"

"I'm waiting to see the organization fight it out with the FBI, the Japanese Public Security Bureau, MI6 and other intelligence agencies. It's not like I'd ever wipe them out in one fell swoop."

Upon hearing this, Vermouth fumbled around for a moment and pulled out a rope, which was the belt of her sweatpants.

Why did you pull this out?

“If you don’t have a belt, you’ll naturally have to use a rope; it’ll make it more ceremonial.”

Having said that, Vermouth strained her legs to stand up, then gritted her teeth and slowly lowered herself back down.

"By the way, Shirley is mine, so don't touch her anymore."

"Hmph!" Vermouth snorted coldly. "Focus on this, and don't mention other women right now!"

(End of this chapter)