Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 143 Something unexpected happened
A few minutes later, the door to the wing room opened. Two female teachers were watching TV. Seeing Kitahara come back, they asked in confusion, "Didn't you say you wanted to take a bath?"

"A group of old ladies are here."

"How can you take advantage of young girls in a mixed bath?" The second young lady was a little tipsy and spoke bluntly. Sayuri beside her covered her mouth and laughed, with a look of reproach in her eyes.

"makes sense."

Kitahara felt depressed for a moment, then changed his clothes and went to the hot spring.

When he came out of the teapot, the two female teachers seemed to be asleep, so he watched the evening show and sent a few harassing text messages to Huagu Shengzi to pass the time.

It was almost ten o'clock.

The second young lady came out of the side room in a daze. She seemed to be going back after using the toilet, but she went to the wrong place and knelt on the tatami in Kitahara's room.

"Teacher Kosaka?"

Beiyuan pushed her, but she didn't move, so he reached out and picked her up.

'Wow--'

The next room was pitch black, but the layout was the same as his. Kitahara walked to the bed based on his memory.

Sato Sayuri had already fallen asleep, and it seemed that she was a little tired after walking all day. Kitahara put the second lady down and prepared to leave, but when he saw Sayuri in cool clothes, his mood suddenly became a little strange.

With a hint of secrecy, he closed the door and the room became dark again.

Kitahara came to Sayuri and pushed her gently. The female teacher did not wake up, so Kitahara lowered his head to look at her clothes.

A tight-fitting milky white camisole with a pair of silk shorts underneath.

"."

With the urge to do something naughty but not daring enough, Kitahara hesitated for a while, but finally decided to go through with it.

He lifted the suspenders.

Sayuri Sato was still in a dream when she suddenly noticed something strange. She opened her eyes in a daze and found a figure approaching her. She couldn't help but startled and raised her hand to slap the figure in the face. The crisp sound echoed throughout the room.

Asuka Kousaka opened her eyes dazedly: "What's wrong?"

"Colorful. Hmm."

Sayuri Sato looked at Kitahara in front of her, feeling both angry and amused. She swallowed her anger and said, "Nothing, just a mosquito."

"Ah."

The second young lady drank some wine and felt a little sleepy. She responded mumbledly and fell asleep.

Only another pair of teacher and student were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

Sato Sayuri blushed and said, "What are you doing?"

"miss you."

"Let's go outside."

"No, right here."

After being freed from restraints, Kitahara couldn't even imagine how crazy Sayuri would be.

So, it’s better to stay here.

In response to his intrusion, Sayuri Sato raised her beautiful eyes, her bright eyes filled with shame and indignation: "Are you crazy? Asuka is still here!"

"What I want is Asuka to be here."

"Damn Beiyuan, you're looking for death!"

Sato Sayuri was a little annoyed and reached out to hit him, but Kitahara didn't stop her and moved the silk fabric away.

After a while, Sayuri began to beg for mercy again.

"Okay, hurry up and don't waste time." She whispered.

“Safety measures.”

"Don't bring it."

Sayuri urged, turning to look at her best friend.

In the darkness, Asuka Kousaka turned sideways, facing himself.

Although I couldn't see clearly, I could discover what the two were doing as soon as I woke up.

Kitahara didn't waste any words and started to act recklessly.

Sayuri's waist is still as slender and her thighs are still strong.

After a while.

Asuka Kousaka suddenly opened her eyes hazily, Sayuri Sato suddenly froze, hugged Kitahara tightly, and hid him under the quilt.

In the darkness, there was the sound of a rapid heartbeat.

"water"

The second young lady got up in a daze, gulped down a big drink, and lay back down in the quilt.

"She's asleep," Kitahara hinted.

"Don't make trouble."

Sato Sayuri pursed her lips and whispered, feeling extremely ashamed in her heart. If Asuka hadn't been there, she would have made this bad man kneel down and apologize.

Kitahara didn't plan to wait any longer.

Sayuri Sato's eyes began to blur again.

The wind blew and the rain fell. Sayuri Sato hid under the quilt, looking at him with a look that was half resentful and half angry.

"Let's go," she urged.

"Don't worry, I'll sleep with you for a while."

"Are you sick."

Sato Sayuri rolled her eyes but didn't refuse. She went to the bathroom to wash up briefly and then came back to change her clothes.

In the bed, the two of them slept in each other's arms.

Closing her eyes, Sayuri Sato felt quite satisfied. She touched her belly and thought that she must be pregnant.

These days are not a safe period.

It takes a lot of time and effort, just waiting for the fruits to take root and sprout.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Sato Sayuri said softly.

Kitahara put his arm around Sayuri's slender waist and whispered, "You go to sleep first. I'll leave by myself later."

"Ah."

The cold female teacher closed her eyes, and Beiyuan looked at her cheek.

She tied her long hair into a bun, which made her look a little cute compared to her usual maturity and coldness. She had a kind of cute and innocent feeling when she fell asleep.

Kitahara recalled the feeling just now and felt a great sense of accomplishment.

This female teacher is not just cold in appearance.

It's quite passionate inside too.

Then, Kitahara also closed his eyes, facing Sayuri, and his consciousness gradually became dizzy.

midnight.

Beiyuan suddenly felt a heat on his mouth, as if someone was kissing him. He responded vaguely and opened his eyes, but they were covered by a hand.

Subsequently.

He heard the sound of cloth falling to the ground.

A 'lip' attacked.

The next morning, they booked their return tickets.

On the train.

Kitahara's spirits were a little sluggish. Sato Sayuri, who was sitting opposite him, asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"A little bit, maybe because I've been exercising for a long time recently."

Kitahara touched his waist and felt a little regretful about going to see Sayuri yesterday.

"Young man, you can't do without exercise." The second lady next to Sayuri, with her hair tied up and wearing a purple dress, looked elegant and graceful, with a pair of sandals on her feet, mocked from the side.

Her face was rosy and radiant, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

"What good thing happened?" Sato Sayuri asked curiously.

"No, it's nothing."

In front of her best friend, Asuka Kousaka seemed a little guilty. She licked her lips and whispered, "I had a wet dream yesterday."

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Sayuri Sato froze for a moment, her plump body tensed. She was a little afraid that her best friend would know that she was the one who had a passionate affair with Kitahara last night.

Her cheeks flushed as she rolled her eyes: "Idiot, the students are still sitting across from us, let's talk about this when we get back."

"Uh-huh."

Asuka Kousaka nodded and glanced at Kitahara meaningfully.

Subsequently.

A text message came from Kitahara's cell phone.

Sender: Asuka Kosaka.

Content: Don’t forget what happened the day before yesterday, come out with me tonight, otherwise I will tell Sayuri about it!
"doing what?"

"Come with me to meet my parents."

"?"

"I'm in a hurry to go on a blind date, so I'm pulling you out to help."

"Yes, a woman who is about to collapse."

"you wanna die!"

Asuka Kousaka was furious and waved her fists vigorously. Kitahara looked at her and ignored her.

Rich people like this live a very extravagant life.

In marriage, people pay attention to being well-matched and a strong union, but in life, people live their own lives.

As for whether it has any impact on his life.
The answer is no.

After all, the other person’s parents may not necessarily look down on you.

However, when they met in the evening, Kitahara found that something unexpected had happened.

(End of this chapter)