Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 17 Bai Yueguang

There were many twists and turns, but fortunately I got the reward.

A new line appeared on Kitahara's status bar: [Proficient in Mandarin].

Chinese is different from mathematics. Even if you don’t learn it, you won’t be too bad at it, and it can guarantee a very high tolerance rate.

But at the same time, even if you learn it, it may not be of much use.

This is a subject that requires a lot of talent to get a high score.

Proficient in Mandarin.

It may seem like a small improvement for Beiyuan to improve by dozens of places in the monthly test, but in fact, the effort required will probably take several years.

street.

Kitahara supported the drunk Sato Sayuri and walked on the street on their way home.

"You should drink less."

"Don't lecture me, you little brat, how can you understand the troubles of adults?"

“There are puddles there.”

Wow.

Sayuri Sato was drunken and touched her wet pantyhose. It was spring now, and it was neither cold nor warm. She should go home as soon as possible to avoid catching a cold.

Thoughts turn.

After drinking, she would go home with her man in her arms, act coquettishly, and be met with a half-angry and half-resented complaint. Once upon a time, this was Sayuri Sato's wish.

only.
She is not qualified to do this now.

The woman who came from the countryside is nearly 30 years old and has not yet saved enough for the down payment on a house. Even if she earns money, she has to transfer it to her family as soon as possible.

She has three younger brothers.

She is the eldest sister and the only promising person in the family, so she has to take care of her younger brother.

“No one will look down on me.”

Sayuri Sato felt sorry for herself and recalled the boy she liked in junior high school. He is married now. Sayuri Sato had planned to go back to see him after graduating from college.

but.
Family pressure forced her to stay in Tokyo, this city of decadence and extravagance.

Then, it became a money-making tool.

"You are so fierce, who would like you?"

A light-hearted teasing voice came from her ear. Sato Sayuri turned back dissatisfiedly and wanted to speak, but she opened her mouth and closed it immediately.

She was in a daze.

It was as if the white moonlight from the past appeared before my eyes again.

It is indeed a nice night. The moon came out after the rain. Today is the fifteenth. The moonlight is beautiful and the wind is gentle. The evening breeze blows on the boy's face. The moonlight is his veil. The fair and neat boy looks like a dream.

And now, she was nestled in the arms of such a man. She felt like she was dreaming.

He was smiling to himself, with a sacred moonlight on his face.

"Shut up." Sato Sayuri muttered.

"She's a mean person, loves to drink, and hits people when she gets angry. If she doesn't change, I'm afraid she'll never get married."

"I can't get married, so what? I can live well on my own." Sato Sayuri got angry and couldn't help but say, "Does getting married mean I'll be more satisfied with my life?"

Will not.

If the person you meet is not suitable and is only interested in your body, then such a marriage will only make you sick.
What Sayuri Sato longs for is a partner with whom she can connect with her soul.

"I don't know about that, but I will definitely get married, hehe." Kitahara said with a smile.

"Unlovable little devil, still giggling."

Sayuri Sato was so angry that she wanted to rub his face.

Beiyuan dodged to the side and said, "Stop moving around. You'll fall down if you keep fighting."

"Then let's fall together. Your clothes are not dirty yet." The drunk woman seemed to only care about her emotions. Beiyuan made her unhappy, so she wanted to make him uncomfortable too.

An accident.

Kitahara took a step back and missed the step. Sato Sayuri paused, then she grabbed him and held him in her arms.

For a moment, the fragrance was everywhere.

Sato Sayuri was stunned for a moment, her nose filled with the fragrance of Kitahara. She sniffed it greedily, like a fish immersed in water.

But the next second, she heard the boy's teasing whisper in her ears. She quickly pushed him away, rubbing her hands together without saying a word, like a child who had made a mistake. She was very drunk.

An indescribable emotion was tearing Sato Sayuri apart. She regretted once again that she had drunk too much.

"meet"

"move."

Sayuri Sato tried hard to keep a straight face and walked forward quickly without caring what Kitahara thought.

Before Beiyuan could figure out why her expression suddenly changed, she had already walked away, and he hurriedly followed her.

Sayuri Sato's apartment is very close to Fukita Omine, and it only takes a few minutes to walk there. Sayuri Sato was so emotional at this time that she seemed to have forgotten that she was a drunk woman, but surprisingly, she did not fall down.

When going upstairs, Sayuri Sato suddenly stopped and turned back for some unknown reason. She found that Kitahara was not following her, and she felt a little complicated.

"never mind."

She turned around and wanted to go upstairs, but found an uninvited guest at the corner.

No.
Actually, there was a notice, but Sato Sayuri thought it would take some time, at least come tomorrow, not now.

"I've been waiting at the door for so long, where have you been?" The visitor was very rude and walked up to scold him.

Hikaru Sato.

Her younger brother is currently studying in a very ordinary school in Tokyo, studying a major that will leave him unemployed upon graduation.

Sayuri Sato opened her mouth and whispered, "I was in a bad mood, so I went for a walk outside."

"Why do you smell like alcohol? Did you pay for it?" Sato Hikaru frowned and couldn't help but say, "You can just buy this kind of stuff at the supermarket and drink it in your apartment, right?"

"There's also a teacher next door. If I get drunk I'll cause trouble, and it wouldn't be good if they hear me," explained Sato Sayuri.

"Then don't drink it, it's a waste anyway"

Sato Hikaru muttered and held out his hand: "Give me the money, I have used up all my living expenses for this month."

"Isn't today only the fifteenth?" Sato Sayuri frowned and asked, "I just gave you 100,000 at the end of last month, and you've already spent it? Xiaoguang, Tokyo is not like home, you still have to save some money."

"Shut up, college life definitely costs money. I want to date girls and travel, so isn't it normal to have these expenses?"

Sayuri Sato said nothing.

She thought back to her college days. While others were dating and enjoying life, she was working odd jobs in a convenience store and was harassed by drunks who came to her door from time to time.

"Please save some money, I still need to send money back home"

Sayuri Sato sighed, took out her wallet, and took out a few bills.
A hand reached out, snatched her wallet, and took out all the money inside.

"You are so rich, why don't you give it to me!" Sato Hikaru's eyes were bright and he immediately looked at the bulging wallet.

"I also need to eat this month." Sato Sayuri blushed.

"Borrow some money from someone! With your looks, it's easy to just ask any guy for some money, right?"

"How is this possible?"

"Okay, since you have such a high salary, don't cry poor in front of me." Sato Hikaru curled his lips. "When you were in school, your family spent all their money on you. What's wrong with me taking some now?"

"."

Sato Sayuri was silent.

I can only borrow some from someone.

However, if you borrow money, you must repay the favor.
Just at this moment, footsteps were suddenly heard behind me.

(End of this chapter)