Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 141 A strange combination of circumstances
Kitahara tried to refuse, but his hand accidentally pressed on it. He swore he didn't mean to, but Sayuri obviously misunderstood.

The cold female teacher was stunned for a moment, her cheeks flushed, and her voice was soft and motherly: "Do you want to eat?"

"No"

"Asuka's asleep, it's okay."

Sayuri Sato is very proactive today. She wants a baby.

So she undid it quickly, and before Kitahara could refuse, she gently twisted the button on the back, letting down one shoulder strap. Kitahara, who was sitting opposite her, had his heart stopped when he saw the scene in front of him.

Under the moonlight.

The cold female teacher was sitting in a duck position, looking shy, her skin shining brightly under the silver moonlight. Her face was cold, but her figure was completely different and was exceptionally hot.

"Don't you want to eat?" Sato Sayuri asked softly, her voice a little playful, like a bad woman flirting.

"food."

Beiyuan tried to look away, but the plumpness made his voice sound a little guilty: "But not today."

"Are you tired?" Sato Sayuri asked with concern.

"A little bit. I walked outside for a long time."

"That's it"

The female teacher was silent for a while. Just when Kitahara thought that things would end like this, Sato Sayuri gently hugged him, and pressed Kitahara's head down with a shiny palm.

"Stupid, the expression on your face gives it away."

Sato Sayuri blushed and smiled: "Next time when you lie, remember to look at the person first."

"Well"

Kitahara's eyes widened.

He wanted to struggle, but the other party was too sincere and he was reluctant to give up.

Asuka Kousaka swallowed her saliva. There was no heating in the room, but her body was terribly hot, and her cheeks were also hot due to the rising body temperature.

Kitahara began to sweat.

The second lady is rubbing against him
He quickly leaned back, looked at the confused and cold female teacher and suggested: "Let's go outside. I want to watch you while taking a bath."

Sayuri Sato hummed, pressed her hand lightly on her chest, and felt a little embarrassed.

There is a hot spring outside the wing.

It's still open air, which means there is no cover.
"Little Pervert"

Sayuri Sato spat softly, then her eyes moved. She first wiped the wet area, then lifted her shoulder straps and opened the door lightly with her graceful hips.

Kitahara followed him out with his back bent.

Before closing the door, he looked back at his quilt and saw a little head poking out, pursing its lips shyly.

"Aren't you going back yet?" Beiyuan gave him a look.

"immediately!"

Asuka Kousaka understood and nodded.

Afterwards, the door of the compartment was closed, and Asuka Kousaka heard the sound of subtle footsteps, the sound of someone entering the water, and the sounds of men and women chatting and joking.

She waited for a while, fearing a counterattack.

After a long time, she tiptoed to go back. Asuka Kousaka got up on tiptoe with light steps.

She was very slim and made no sound when she stepped on the floor.

Just when he was about to return to the room, he stopped for some unknown reason, then walked gently to the door, opened a small hole, and looked inside.

Asuka Kousaka's eyes widened.

Kitahara followed Sayuri to the hot spring.

She was still wearing the same shirt and bra, but when Kitahara arrived, she had completely unbuttoned her shirt and taken off her clothes. In the clear, hot steam of the hot spring, Kitahara saw a little smoothness on her body.

"You're pregnant, forget it, it's just a bath." Kitahara refused.

"I knew you would say that."

The female teacher puffed up her face, holding a small transparent package in her hand, and slapped it on the ground: "Is this okay?" "I'm tired"

Beiyuan gritted his teeth and said this. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he would not dare to act out a plot from a porn movie in front of the second young lady.

As he spoke, Kitahara got into the hot spring, faced the sky full of stars, and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing his appearance, Sayuri Sato had some misunderstandings and was very touched in her heart, thinking that the other party cared about her health. But the more so, the more guilty Sayuri Sato felt. After all, all the concern now was wrong and false.

"Don't even think about running away tonight." A sly glint flashed in her eyes.

Think so.

The cold female teacher twisted her graceful body and walked into the bathtub. Before entering, she did not forget to bring a bath towel and hung it on her body to half cover herself.

Sayuri knows how to seduce people.

She pretended to know nothing, stretched her waist, and noticed Kitahara's frequent gazes from the corner of her eye. She even cooperated by lowering the bath towel to expose more of her snow-white skin.

"This little devil!" Kitahara cursed inwardly.

Of course he knew what Sayuri was planning, but his body didn't listen to him, and the eldest was controlled by the second.

"I must be patient." Kitahara warned himself.

Afterwards, Sato Sayuri saw Kitahara looking like an old monk in meditation. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, with her eyebrows and eyes curved into beautiful arcs.

Sayuri was not in a hurry. She soaked for a while, and when the other party relaxed his vigilance, she slowly swam to Kitahara and sat on the ground.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. What have you been busy with?" Sato Sayuri leaned her head on Kitahara's shoulder, one hand fell on his chest and slowly circulated it.

Feeling the itch on his body, Kitahara grabbed Sayuri's soft and boneless little hand and said, "You are doing something bad."

"Then be careful of the police." Sato Sayuri thought he was joking and scolded.

"It's fine"

Kitahara was a little absent-minded, but the next second, his body sank, and when he looked up, he saw the female teacher standing face to face and shoulder to shoulder with him.

Sato Sayuri was not embarrassed at all. Instead, she hooked her arms around Kitahara's neck and chuckled softly, "How come you're okay? Isn't the policewoman here to arrest you?"

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Kitahara took a deep breath.

Stop it! Who taught you this?
How did the cool and aloof female teacher turn into a succubus?!
Asuka Kousaka looked at the scene in front of her, her steps felt like they were filled with lead and she couldn't move at all. She stared blankly, and inexplicable emotions suddenly flowed in her heart. With trembling hands, she gently opened the door a little wider.

She didn't know how to describe her feelings.

Sayuri Sato, who was usually serious and occasionally gentle, like an elder sister, was actually doing such a thing. The second young lady was trembling, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or what, and she watched everything quietly.

After a while, Kitahara raised his head and patted the female teacher: "Sayuri"

"Ok?"

There was a hint of coquettishness in the cold female teacher's voice. She had completely shed her disguise at this moment.

"Go up."

"Um"

Sayuri Sato came ashore, half-knelt down, facing Asuka Kousaka, with her slender swan neck raised, which was indescribably seductive.

Through the gap in the door, Asuka Kousaka could see her best friend's blushing cheeks and her exposed figure.

Asuka Kousaka gently closed the door and returned to her room.

The room was dark.

The second young lady tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, recalling everything that had just happened. She felt distraught, as if something had been lost in her heart, leaving it empty.

So sad.
She covered her chest and started crying for no apparent reason.

Half an hour later, a figure sneaked back into the bedroom and looked at Asuka Kousaka who was sleeping soundly on the bed, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Sayuri Sato opened her mouth, but finally just rolled over onto the bed and hugged her best friend.

Asuka Kousaka sighed deeply.

Silent all night.

(End of this chapter)