Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 19 Sayuri is the best adult
The faint sound of the wind blew across the fields, crossed the water of the Imperial Tea House, and quietly floated to the window.

at this time.

My mother, who is still at home, should be calling out to everyone, asking them to go to bed early.

Sayuri Sato feels a little homesick.

She looked at the night scene in the distance, the lights were flickering and magnificent.

Tokyo is beautiful, but it is not my home after all.

just
Does the home I live in now still welcome me?
Sayuri Sato laughed softly. She was the eldest daughter in the family, so how could she have such weak thoughts? From the day she left for the trip, her mother had told her that she had to make a name for herself in Tokyo.

She carries the future of her family on her shoulders.

"It's just that I want to act like a spoiled child sometimes."

Suddenly, a hand reached out and gently brushed her long hair, and a gentle voice came: "Be good, be good, Sayuri is the best."

"."

My heart trembled.

Sayuri Sato took a deep breath, suppressed her restless emotions, turned her head and smiled bitterly: "You haven't left yet? Haven't you drunk your tea?"

"I'm a guest, there's no reason for me to leave so soon." Kitahara said with a smile, "It's okay anyway, I'll just coax Sayuri-chan today."

"Sauce"

She blushed and said angrily, "I'm fifteen years older than you, don't say such meaningless things."

"Age is just a number. Or are you embarrassed?"

"shut up."

Sato Sayuri was annoyed by his insolence. She turned her head away and puffed her cheeks, "Don't treat me like a woman from outside."

She is not the kind of shameless woman who can easily take money out of her pocket by coaxing her. Beiyuan's behavior really shows that he does not take her seriously.

Kitahara moved closer and gently stroked Sayuri's black hair, "Sayuri, you saved me today, so I'll make an exception and comfort you. Do you really not want to?"

The soft whispers rubbing against her ears made the female teacher feel a little shy.

"go away."

Sayuri Sato felt dizzy and her cheeks were hot.

Kitahara tentatively extended his hand.

When their fingertips touched, the slender jade fingers trembled a little, then gently tightened, but did not resist.

So, fingers and palms touched each other.

Sayuri Sato tensed her body, the scent of the boy made her heart beat faster.

"what are you doing?"

"I just want to help you."

"go away!"

Sayuri Sato pushed, but found that she couldn't move Kitahara. It was not because the other party was too strong, but because she did not resist.

"You've done well." Beiyuan touched her head and said gently, "You don't have to work harder."

Sayuri Sato was so embarrassed that she pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Sayuri is the best adult"

"Everyone will be proud of you."

"I like you the most."

Kitahara's voice was gentle, like soothing a child, which inexplicably reminded Sato Sayuri of a wind chime.

That is the wind chime in midsummer.

The sound of watermelons will tinkle with the wind. Every year at this time, my mother will go to the fields to pick watermelons.

She and her three younger brothers hid in the yard, listening to the chirping of cicadas and drinking orange-flavored soda.

"Mother."

Sato Sayuri muttered to herself.

Perhaps it was the alcohol that made her look up, and she stared at Bai Yueguang's lips as if she was pursuing the sun.

"Sure, Sayuri, you can do whatever you want."

"I can forgive you for anything."

The gentle words gradually changed in nature, as if the devil was whispering and bewitching people, and Kitahara's innocent face also became more gloomy.

He is smiling.

There are choices for everything, and every choice has a price tag.

Sayuri Sato was confused, looking up, trying to touch her own happiness.
She was drunk.

A drunk person can be forgiven for anything he does.

so.
Let me be willful for once.

The distance between their lips was so close that it seemed as if they could be touched if they were any closer.

Just a little bit
Sayuri Sato closed her eyes and leaned forward.

"."

Nothing.

She opened her eyes blankly, and Bai Yueguang's smile didn't seem fake. Why, was it still a little short?

"Sayuri, I don't think this is a good idea. After all, I'm yours."

Kitahara's words, with a hint of tea, fell into Sato Sayuri's heart, making her a little confused.

wrong
That's not what he just said.

"it does not matter."

As if without any vibration of vocal cords, she shouted out from her hollow throat, as if Sato Sayuri was begging: "It's okay, our relationship is pure."

"No," Kitahara continued to whisper, "I'm afraid your future will be affected."

"I'm doing this for your future."

Yes.

Sato Sayuri opened her mouth and said, "They are freshmen. Doing such things is not allowed."

But only today.
Only today.

Sayuri Sato whispered, her tone awkward: "Your name."

"what?"

She begged, "What's your name?"

"Kitahara Yoki, your..."

wrong.

At least now, we have no relationship.
Sayuri Sato stared at him, her lips slightly moving, "I heard that you are not rich, Kitahara"

"Yeah, it would be great if there was a suitable way." Kitahara agreed, lowering his head and looking into her eyes.

The boy's eyes, which seemed to be rippling with clear water, fell into Sato Sayuri's eyes.

She breathed faster, tilted her head slightly, and pecked his cheek lightly with her lips: "I have, I have a lot of money. Beiyuan, no, brother, I have a lot of money. As long as you recognize me as your sister, I can do it."

The words are fixed here.

She couldn't express Sato Sayuri's morality in words.

After all, the white moonlight in front of her is still a young and innocent boy with infinite beauty. She is unwilling to tarnish this innocence, even if he is no longer clean.

But the reason why white moonlight is white moonlight is because it is an infinitely beautiful existence in our hearts.

It is a lost childhood.

It's the feelings of youth.

All the good times in the past
Beiyuan curled up the corners of his mouth, as if he saw a prey coming into the spider web he had woven.

Now, just one sentence is enough to make Sayuri Sato's rationality collapse.

He lowered his head and said gently, "Can you spend money on me?"

"If you are willing to treat me gently," Sato Sayuri said with a hopeful look.

"I will give you my sincerity in exchange for your sincerity."

Kitahara grabbed her hand and asked, "Do you feel its warmth?"

Sayuri Sato looked at him and said to herself:

"I think the temperature is not high enough."

Kitahara tempted: "Actually, there is a better way to feel it."

"I don't mind hearing you elaborate."

"I really want to explain in detail, but..." Beiyuan smiled, then suddenly took a step back and pulled away from her embrace. "It's getting late. If we don't go home now, we'll miss the evening bus."

Sayuri Sato was stunned.

No, Kitahara ran away now?
Then who will make up for her longing?
"Are you leaving now?"

"Ah."

Sato Sayuri's eyes suddenly became a little resentful.

She said reluctantly: "I have a car, I can take you back. Can you chat with me for a while?"

Seeing Kitahara hesitate, Sato Sayuri quickly said, "I'll pay."

"Didn't your younger brother take all the teacher's money?" Kitahara pretended to be confused.

Yes.

Sato Sayuri's eyes darkened. She was penniless now, without a penny in her pocket, and had to borrow from others to eat.

Kitahara would not even glance at her like this.

"but."

Kitahara gently stroked Sayuri Sato's face and said, "I'm not chatting with you for money."

"So."

Sayuri Sato's eyes widened.

"Does Sayuri believe in love at first sight?"

Sayuri Sato frowned and said aggrievedly: "Our first meeting was not so pleasant."

"You're not cute at all. You argued with me and threatened me. I hate you like that."

Kitahara broke out in a cold sweat.

Forget about this. I’ll change my lines next time.

He should go to Sakura Reina for advice.

Beiyuan quickly corrected himself, "Actually, that wasn't our first meeting. The first time I actually saw you was in the first half of my freshman year of high school. You were walking down the corridor in your teacher's uniform, looking so dashing."

Sato Sayuri stared at him, was silent for a while, and suddenly covered her mouth and laughed.

"what"

"If you want to lie, find a better reason."

"I don't know how many people I've heard this kind of clumsy talk from."

"."

Beiyuan sighed helplessly. Such a good atmosphere in the evening was completely ruined by an unintentional remark.

After laughing, Sayuri Sato gave him a charming look.

Although the reason was poor, she liked to hear it.

Women can easily see through some lies, but they can also pretend to be confused, or rather, are willing to pretend to be confused.

As for Sayuri Sato, she didn't mind Kitahara saying more sweet words. She wanted Kitahara to be more gentle to her.

A warm embrace.

A simple kiss.

There is also the boldness of being drunk and not knowing one's own limitations.

She longed for the boy to look at her with hope and ask for something from her.

That's when it really comes.

Sayuri Sato will agree.

But
Kitahara didn't seem to have this intention.

After thinking for a while, Sayuri Sato regained her sense of reason. At this moment, she finally realized what she had just done. Her face turned red and she stammered, "What I just said."

"I know that when you sober up, you can't take what you say when you're drunk seriously." Kitahara said considerately.

This task can only be put on hold temporarily.

Later, I will find a way to teach Sayuri a lesson.

It's a pity that the reward
"actually."

You can take it seriously.

Sayuri Sato looked at him quietly. Although half of Kitahara's sincerity was fake, the part about him caring about her was not false, but genuine.

He did see through his own emptiness, and his vulnerability did not leave him, but he used alcohol to clear it up for himself.

And
She was a little scared.

After leaving her, Kitahara turned around and threw himself into the arms of another woman.

When she thought of such a plot, Sayuri Sato's heart ached violently, as if something precious had been taken away. His smile belonged to her alone, and she wanted to possess it even if it cost money.

"Come and chat with me." She said slowly.

"Ah."

Kitahara sat down again, but this time there was no chance. Sato Sayuri was sober, and the ambiguity between the two just now only existed in memory.

"What is the purpose of life?"

"I don't know. Maybe there's no reason."

"That's it"

Sayuri Sato took a deep breath, feeling a little disappointed, then smiled and thought to herself that she was crazy for talking about this with her students.

"Are you worried about work, such as your job title?"

Sayuri Sato ruffled his hair: "You're not focused on your studies, but you're more interested in these petty things."

Beiyuan gently pushed her hand away and fell into deep thought.

Public school teachers in Japan are civil servants and their salaries are not low, averaging 7.5 million yen a year.

For private schools, the salary is even higher.

But the competition in private schools is also fierce, and professional titles are evaluated privately every year. This is related to income, so every teacher is working hard.

Who doesn’t want more money?

However, the entanglement of interests involved is bound to make people have dirty thoughts, which is not worth mentioning.

"Don't you want to talk about it? Maybe I can give you some ideas."

"You're too young."

Sayuri Sato smiled and gestured, "Wait until you reach my age."

She suddenly stopped talking halfway. If we really talk about maturity, Kitahara seems to be much more mature than her. After all, he is a boy who has done the "father job".

I guess I've seen a lot of dirty work here.

"In short, someone is holding back on the title, forcing teachers to pay a price before they can obtain it. Of course, I don't think it's just me; many teachers have received vague hints."

"But some people are unwilling to do so for a pay raise, while others are willing."

Sayuri Sato talked about some things, the struggles among teachers, some systems in the school, and the price she had to pay.

She believed that Kitahara could hear the vague words.

Kitahara did understand.

"who's that person"

"Don't worry about that. Do you still want to stand up for me?" Sato Sayuri smiled helplessly. "Anyway, I figured it out after drinking. It doesn't matter how much money I make. The most important thing is that I am happy."

"Yes."

"so."

Sato Sayuri suddenly became serious, "You, don't do this again in the future, understand?"

Their eyes met, and Kitahara's eyes flickered.

He looked up and said, "If I don't do this, I won't have any money."

Sayuri Sato hesitated for a moment. "I can offer a part-time job at a convenience store near the school. I heard they're hiring. If you're interested, you can go and have a look."

This shouldn't be considered misusing a public vehicle for personal purposes, right?

She simply offered the student a job.

That's it.

"If I need money, I'll go."

"Don't give me a hard time."

"Okay."

After seeing Kitahara off, Sato Sayuri lay on the bed, recalling everything that happened tonight in a daze.

Bai Yueguang’s laughter and playfulness are still vivid in my mind.

That warm laughter and that soothing hug were like a ray of light that dispelled the darkness in my heart.

now.

She no longer needed alcohol to fall asleep.

Hard to imagine.

In just one night, he left an indelible mark in my heart.

Just in my heart
I became inexplicably irritated.

It would have been fine if I hadn't stopped just now.

Sayuri Sato imagined Kitahara's figure in her mind and closed her eyes.

In a dream.

He is smiling.

"elder sister."

　Two-in-one chapter. Kawenka has been suffering from insomnia recently, so he may need a few chapters of recommendation votes and monthly votes for support.

　　
　
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