Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 20 I Caught You!

Walking in the corridor in high heels attracted the attention of many students.

A long-haired woman in a black women's suit, exuding an air of "keep away from strangers", walked through the corridor and finally knocked on the door of the administrative office.

"disturb."

"I'm here to check on a student."

As if she had washed away all the makeup, the woman tied up her long hair, her eyes were dark red, and she put on light makeup, but it was not coquettish, just stunning and enviable.

Very beautiful.

Whether it was the students watching from outside or the administrative teachers inside, they all had only one thought in their minds.

Women in their thirties are really charming.

The long black hair, the thighs wrapped in black stockings under the suit skirt, or the very well-proportioned chest, all make people's eyes tremble.

Sayuri Sato has more or less felt other people's comments or blunt gazes. In the past, she would be taboo and stay away from such gazes, but now that she has a goal, Sayuri Sato no longer resists.

She wants to show her beauty.

Just as a male peacock spreads its feathers to show itself to the female peacocks and intimidate the same sex, Sayuri Sato got up early in the morning and dressed up for her reasons.

"Teacher Sato, this is the information you requested."

The printer was running, and a stack of documents was constantly being produced. With the smell of fresh ink, it fell into Sato Sayuri's hands.

A familiar face appeared before my eyes.

Looking at the blank space in the parents' column, Sayuri Sato curled the corners of her lips slightly.

well
He didn't lie to me.

Moreover, according to the information, Sayuri Sato lives in Toshima Ward near farmland, and she has been there during a spring outing before. Apart from factories and farmland, it is almost all old town area.

From an economic perspective, Kitahara is indeed short of money.

"Thank you."

She gracefully put down the documents and walked past, bringing a gust of fragrant wind. The teacher from the administration department could no longer control his gaze, which fell deeply and lingeringly on her back.

The waist-cinching design of the suit makes Sayuri Sato's waist slender, while her buttocks are extremely plump, creating a very shocking visual effect.

"What a stunner"

He said to himself, "I don't know which man can marry her."

After thinking for a moment, the administrative teacher said viciously, "If I were to try that lip, I'd be fine even if it shortened my life by twenty years."

"Don't think about it, just get to work. That's not a woman you can reach." The colleague next to him couldn't help but laugh.

"Let me think about it! It's not illegal!"

"So, that's what a little virgin is."

Although it was not yet lunch break, there was already a commotion in the classroom, interrupting Kitahara who was trying out his new ability.

Kitahara put down his pen and rubbed his temples.

He has just written two essays to test his proficiency in Mandarin.

In terms of effect, this ability is probably equivalent to that of a Chinese teacher. Of course, this does not mean that the college entrance examination is invincible. After all, students do not have to be inferior to their teachers.

Beiyuan once heard someone say that none of the students who can get into top universities are worse than the teachers. Their professional abilities are almost perfect and impeccable.

But that's enough.

The upper limit is incomparable, but the lower limit is very stable. As long as Kitahara persists in studying science in depth, entering the top university in Tokyo is just around the corner.

It's just a real pity.

I didn’t get the master-level Mandarin proficiency certificate last night, otherwise I wouldn’t even have to go to school. I could just stay at home and write a book like “Snow Country”, and I would have all the power and benefits in society at hand.

This is a society that respects writers very much.

"What happened? Why is it so noisy?" Kitahara came back to his senses and saw that the classroom was in a mess and someone was discussing something.

"I heard that the class teacher is going to be changed." Yoshimizu You was sitting by the window looking at the scenery, and explained after hearing it.

Change the class teacher?

The previous homeroom teacher, a man in his fifties who had taught at the Affiliated Beidafeng High School for many years, had retired, perhaps due to health reasons. Beiyuan didn't care who replaced him. After all, he didn't rely on teachers to teach him.

However, I still have to find an opportunity to visit my old class teacher. In the past year, Kitahara has received a lot of care from this old gentleman.

I went there after school. If I remember correctly, it should be in Arakawa District?

"Who to change?" Beiyuan put down his pen and decided to buy some water as he was thirsty.

Yoshimizu You followed him out of the classroom.

"It seems that the class next door took time off to come and guide us. This is good news for us. After all," Yoshimizu Yu exaggeratedly gestured at her breasts, "Her breasts are this big! When I saw them this morning, I wanted to stuff my head in them."

"Teacher, if you hear me saying that, you'll be punished."

Yoshimizu Yuu shrank his head. "I know, but she is indeed a beauty. However, it is a bit of a headache. This teacher is very cruel and has corporal punishment on students in the past. Although he has been criticized, he still does not change."

"corporal punishment?"

Kitahara was stunned. "It's already the 21st century. Is there still anyone doing this?"

"This kind of thing, if done by different people, will have different effects," Yoshimizu Yuu argued. "Think about it, if a fat-faced male teacher hits you with a cane, would your first reaction be to call the police?"

"But if I change to a beautiful teacher wearing a miniskirt OL outfit, let alone a pointer, even if..."

After buying the drinks, the two walked to the corner and were about to go up the stairs when they bumped into someone without noticing.

"You can throw away the eyes if you don't need them."

Cold words came out of the woman's mouth. She lowered her head and touched her clothes, half of which were wet with orange juice. Sayuri Sato's originally cheerful mood was stained with a layer of gloom.

The clothes she spent an hour preparing were actually wet by a blind student. These were the clothes she was going to use to meet Kitahara!

asshole.

Did you know that this is very expensive? It will cost a lot of money to dry clean it!

Who will compensate me?

"Asshole."

Sato Sayuri was about to get angry and curse, but when she saw the person in front of her, her expression became a little strange, and her eyes instantly became interesting.

Then she folded her arms across her chest and said nothing.

Looking at the ignorant Bai Yueguang holding orange juice in front of her, Sato Sayuri flashed an old saying in her mind.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

Yoshimizu You came back to his senses and shuddered at the sight of Sayuri Sato, who had a cold expression as if she could eat people. It was over. On the first day of having a new class teacher, he got into big trouble.

It’s still this particularly vengeful female teacher!

"Sorry! We didn't mean to do that!"

He quickly pulled Kitahara to apologize. The latter was still tidying up his clothes and didn't react before Yoshimizu Yu pulled him in front of Sato Sayuri, who bent down to apologize.

However, Kitahara didn't seem to be disgusted. After all, he did hit someone and he did have to apologize.

However, he still found it difficult to adapt to the Tokyo custom of bowing whenever an apology was required.

Bending down, Beiyuan waited for a long time but didn't get a response. He secretly complained that his waist was sore from waiting. Why didn't he speak?
Such a big brand?

Whose little fairy is this?

He raised his head and looked at the playful look in the woman's eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

Sayuri Sato gave her a silent look: "I caught you, didn't I?"

Kitahara rolled his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, Sato Sayuri couldn't help but snort.

Outside of school, if you offend me, I won’t argue with you.

But in school.

What should you call me?
She sneered and decided to teach her ignorant brother a lesson today.

(End of this chapter)