Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 12 Eyes are the windows to the soul
After school, Bei originally planned to visit the club activities, but his girlfriend was not there.
Looking at the empty seats, he frowned slightly, a little worried that something might happen to this person.

However, now that she has 500,000 yuan, the things she was originally going to do will probably not be done now. History will not repeat itself, and her tragic fate has been partially reversed.

For example, selling his body to that scumbag teacher, he thought, this might be the beginning of his downfall.

But he had stopped it.

After checking the time, Kitahara got up and went to the health room to weigh himself.

He now weighs 140 pounds, which is not fat, but he is not very strong either.

It’s best to exercise.

Beiyuan has set a relatively long-term goal for the time being, which is to keep reading and exercising at the same time. If he has a conflict with someone in the future, he will convince them with reason even if he does not have a system.

Just like Sakura Reina today.

If Kitahara didn't use absolute violence, she wouldn't be able to teach her a lesson because her body was really important.

On the way back, Yoshimizu Yu nudged him and said, "If you don't have a goal, how about playing baseball with me?"

"baseball?"

A pretty good choice.

The salaries in the professional baseball league are very high. If you can become a professional player, your status and reputation in Japan will rise. If you have time, go to the baseball field and see if there is anyone who needs to make a comeback in life.

Beiyuan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'll think about it."

Baseball is good, but it requires talent. He has no talent and has never worked hard for it.

It is difficult to make achievements in this field unless Deep Blue adds some points.

"If you really don't know where to go, then let's go to the swimming department," Ji Shui said as they walked. "Our school's swimming department is a top-notch department, winning awards in many competitions."

"Swimming? That's a good choice."

Swimming is good for exercise and is gentle on the knees.

It just so happens that my girlfriend is also in the swimming club, so I can ask her for help and guidance when the time comes.

He spent money, so it's reasonable for him to hire her as a fitness coach, right?
"You finally got it."

"what?"

Faced with the obscene smile of his bad friend, Kitahara was stunned for a moment.

He lifted his chest, looked around, and when he saw no one was around, he whispered, "The girls in the swimming club know how to wear swimsuits. Those with bigger breasts look incredibly sexy in them!"

"If I hadn't, I would have joined the baseball club a long time ago. I have to go and see it."

"."

Kitahara was speechless for a moment. His words just now seemed to violate Tokyo's first code of affection.

but.

He couldn't help but imagine in his mind what his bad girlfriend Qianchuan would look like in a swimsuit. Her two white and tender breasts would probably be squeezed tightly by the swimsuit.

I'm a little irritated and don't want to think about it anymore.

When I returned to the classroom, my group happened to be on duty today.

Takagi had just finished mopping the floor and didn't forget to check it at the end. Seeing Kitahara coming over, she pouted and said, "You came here after I finished mopping the floor. How unreasonable!"

"Then I'll take out the trash."

"Let's go together, it's raining so hard." Akane Takagi looked at the drizzle outside the window and shook her head.

Kitahara glanced out the window. Tokyo's climate is characterized by four distinct seasons. In spring, there would occasionally be a light rain, not heavy, but quite irritating.

After taking out the trash, the two checked the classroom to make sure the windows were closed before leaving. As they neared the entrance, Kitahara remembered something and turned to say, "Let me borrow your Chinese notes from the first period this afternoon."

“Why don’t you write?”

“Look at the math.”

Top experts all score points in science.

Moreover, almost all good majors require science, so Beiyuan spent most of his time on mathematics and physics.

As for Chinese.

He was waiting for the second Daliyuan bun.

Akane Takagi had just taken off her shoes and was about to change into Martin boots.

After hearing this, he sat on the floor again and rummaged through his schoolbag.

The feet in white cotton socks were slightly curled up, looking small, and the parts not covered by the socks appeared particularly white. It was the same color as snow, and unlike Sakura Rena, it emitted a soft glow.

Kitahara couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Besides, Chinese language class is too hypnotic. I don't want to listen to it."

"Being lazy is being lazy, why bother making excuses?"

Gao Mu handed over the notebook, but found that the other party didn't take it. Her eyes drifted to her feet. She pursed her lips, a little angry.

"Dirty."

Takagi lives in Bunkyo Ward, near Ochanomizu, about three stops away from school.

The two of them boarded the train. Takagi Akane was still upset about what had just happened, pouting and saying nothing.

"Don't be angry, I'll show you mine as an apology." Kitahara made a suggestion.

"You're crazy."

Gao Mu was amused and angry, and hit him lightly, "I won't watch it."

"Don't you like it?"

"I don't like it!"

Her willingness to talk to Kitahara also meant that she had calmed down.

Takagi's anger comes and goes quickly, and he's still very cute.

At the next stop, more people were trying to get on the bus. Gao Mu pulled Kitahara to a corner and took out his phone: "I logged into the class group today and a lot of boys added me. Do you know them?"

"I don't know him, what's wrong?"

Kitahara glanced around and saw that Yoshimizu Yuu was not there, nor was the girlfriend he had just met in the afternoon. However, there was an acquaintance there. He was the boy who came to chat with him when he failed to approach Takagi in the afternoon.

He said he likes big breasts and likes to masturbate, so Kitahara decided to call him Jerk-off Brother.

I didn’t expect that although Brother Feiji said he liked big breasts, he actually secretly added Takagi Baobao.

Are all men so duplicious?
"You don't know him, so forget it."

Gao Mu lowered her head and said, "I'm not very good at chatting. Even if I added someone, I wouldn't know what to say. They would definitely think I'm boring."

“I guess they don’t care about that.”

"what?"

Takagi cast a pure look at him.

Beiyuan has never had a good relationship with Chunliang, so he looked away: "Anyway, ignore him. When you get to know him in the future and think he's a good person, you can find a way to add him back."

"I'll listen to you."

In front of the senior in interpersonal relations, Gao Mu behaved quite respectfully. However, her peach blossom eyes would occasionally glance at him disrespectfully, as if saying something obscure.

Kitahara has added her till now, but it seems like they haven't taken the initiative to talk about anything.
It's strange.

We are obviously friends. I can tentatively chat with her in the evening.

I'm not very busy.

There was silence for five or six minutes, and then a mechanical sound came from the radio, announcing the arrival of the station.

Takagi Akane mentioned vaguely: "I'm almost at my stop."

"Oh."

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Kitahara looked at her strangely. What else could he say? See you tomorrow, bye? This kind of talk would have been fine in junior high, but wasn't it a bit childish to still be doing it in high school?

He glanced at the sky. The heavy rain continued, and something dawned on him: "Be careful on the way back. This rain won't stop anytime soon."

The relationship between friends also needs care to lubricate.
Takagi Akane's expression was unrecognizable. She just glanced at him quietly, thought about it, and felt too embarrassed to speak.

Pedestrians get on the bus.

High school students finish school at 3:30 in the afternoon. Normally, there are not many people around.

Or not crowded.

But today was obviously an exception. Maybe it was because of the drizzle outside, or maybe it was because they had just finished some event. In any case, a large group of people suddenly rushed in and filled the carriage in an instant.

Kitahara and Takagi stuck together.

Because it's in the corner, no one pays attention to it.

It's just that the person involved is confused.

好近
As he breathed in, he could smell the fragrance of Akane Takagi's hair. Her scent was unique, as pure as an orchid, very light, but exceptionally pleasant. Kitahara's gaze drifted, sometimes up, sometimes down, and finally, he accidentally met her eyes.

There was a dazzling light flashing in her dark pupils, and the girl's clear gaze made Kitahara a little dazed.

The eyes are the windows of the soul.

What is she thinking about now?
[Kitahara just touched my leg again. Should I find a chance to get angry with him?]

Forget it.

【Anyway】

After looking at each other for a while, Gao Mu looked away and lowered his face unnaturally.

Kitahara also looked away.

The tram bell rang, Takagi walked out of the tram, raised his hand and waved gently.

"See you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)