Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 24 A Beauty Full of Resentment

The two came out of the swimming pool and walked together naturally.

When they were approaching the classroom, Qianchuan suddenly slowed down and entered the classroom one after another with Kitahara.

Kitahara turned around and gave him a strange look, then smiled secretly. Qianchuan turned his face away and said nothing.

What's so funny?
"Hey, Kitahara!"

Ji Shui came to his door and patted his shoulder: "Have you resolved the matter this morning?"

"what?"

"You haven't forgotten, have you?" Ji Shui's face changed drastically. "The head teacher asked you to go to the office to make a self-criticism."

That seems to be the case.

But Kitahara had completely forgotten about it.

He could imagine what Sato Sayuri's expression would be after being stood up, but it didn't matter, Sato Sayuri was different from others.

That woman has long been accustomed to being pua.

So what if it’s cancelled?
"I'll go check it out after the first period."

Ji Shui pulled him.

"Get out of the way now," he whispered, looking at Qianchuan Liangxiang with a bit of awe in his eyes, "You are blocking other people's way."

"Oh, sorry."

Kitahara turned sideways to let Qianchuan pass by. The latter returned to his seat with a cold face without saying a word, and then fell asleep.

"You can't tell normally, but you're quite brave."

"how?"

Kitahara was puzzled, and Yoshimizu lowered his voice again: "This girl is from our school's bad girl group."

What the hell?

It has a kind of bosozoku, middle school, feeling. How did my girlfriend get in?

Beiyuan was speechless for a moment, then asked, "What is this?"

"The big sisters of the school, the group who do nothing after school, none of these people are easy to mess with, they are all landmines. If you mess with one of them, all of them will cause trouble for you." Ji Shui's voice was a little fearful.

He tugged at Beiyuan's clothes and said, "Anyway, don't mess with her."

I'm sorry, I didn't just provoke you.

And made her his girlfriend.
However, Kitahara also looked thoughtful.

It seems that the friends Qianchuan mentioned include people from that bad group.

As for why there is this group of people in Fubei Dafeng, the reason is simple.

There are poor students at the bottom of every school.

By relying on family connections or donating money, you can enter Fubei University.

The purpose of this group of people is just to get a degree and inherit the family business after graduation.
This is how the bad girl was born.

Because their families are rich and powerful, the students of Peking University Feng usually don't dare to provoke them, and they usually keep to themselves.

Beiyuan learned about it briefly, but didn't plan to go any further.

After all, most of these people are crotch rotten.

There's nothing much to know about a rotten crotch.

After class, Kitahara stopped in front of the door marked "Sato Sayuri's Office" and knocked.

"Come in."

A cold voice came from inside the door, and Beiyuan pushed the door open and walked in.

The minimalist office has a strong personal style. A kettle is bubbling by the window, indicating it has boiled.

Not far away, the female teacher, who had changed her clothes, was concentrating on writing something.

The heater was on in the office, so Sayuri Sato took off her coat, revealing the white shirt underneath. The top button of the shirt was open, revealing a bit of whiteness. Her lower body was a women's suit skirt that tightly wrapped around her hips.

Judging from her figure alone, Sayuri Sato is excellent, worthy of being a well-trained woman, with a curvy figure and everything she needs. Her headlights are also very tight, and when she works, she has a unique charm, swaying with the style of a mature woman.

"Busy?"

Kitahara walked over, sat down on the desk, and looked down at Sato Sayuri's lesson plan.

The beautiful handwriting is pleasing to the eye.

Paired with Sayuri Sato's icy face, this is a work of art worth appreciating.

Sato Sayuri ignored him, as if she didn't hear him, and continued writing the lesson plan in silence.

Pretending to be cool?
Seeing that she was silent, Bei Yuan whispered, "Are you angry? I'm sorry, I had something to do at noon, so I forgot to look for you. I didn't mean to."

Sayuri Sato paused her pen, pursed her lips, and felt a surge of grievance in her heart.

I thought that since I explained it so clearly this morning, he should be able to understand what I meant.

I didn’t expect that after waiting in the office for an hour and a half, Kitahara just stood me up!
Tolerable or unbearable!
She has never been stood up by a man in her life!

Why is Kitahara so arrogant?
"I'm not angry, Kitahara-san," Sato Sayuri said stiffly.

"Then why are you ignoring me?"

"Watch your words, Kitahara-san," Sato Sayuri said coldly, "Is this the proper respect for a teacher? No honorifics, no honorifics, not a single one?"

"Also, why are you so close to me? Do we know each other well?" She looked up and said indifferently.

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This series of words made Kitahara stunned.

This woman's attitude changed too quickly.
He was still spending money to be ambiguous yesterday, but he changed his face today.

But Beiyuan didn't care, after all, he was the one who stood the person up.

Even a clay Buddha can have some temper, let alone a mature woman like Sato Sayuri.
She is good-looking and is usually pampered by men. There is no reason for her to be stood up.

With such a mentality, one is naturally full of anger.

"At noon, I was studying too hard. When I came to my senses, I realized that it was past lunch time. I ate in a hurry and went back to the classroom to study. I want to apologize to you for the breach of contract." Kitahara said softly.

Sato Sayuri turned her face away coldly.

What the hell is this studying bullshit? How can you, a person with the worst grades, be so serious about studying?
Don't even find a good reason to lie!

Kitahara casually brought over a teapot and poured a cup of tea for Sato Sayuri. "Drink some water and calm down. I can explain this matter to you slowly."

She rolled her eyes at Beiyuan, took the tea, and just after taking a sip, she couldn't help choking and even tears came out.

"So hot."

This was freshly boiled water, still bubbling. When Sato Sayuri took a sip, she was naturally scalded.

"Are you trying to piss me off on purpose?"

The female teacher shed tears, gritted her teeth, and glared at Kitahara fiercely.
The latter was still laughing heartlessly. Sato Sayuri felt even more aggrieved. She pursed her lips, buried her face in the table, and began to cry softly.

There is always a child in her heart who has never grown up, but this child is wrapped in something called time.

Far away in Tokyo, a place where she has no relatives, the barriers in Sayuri Sato's heart are getting thicker and thicker, but at the same time, the child is getting more and more lonely. Now, when she meets her former white moonlight, she seems to have returned to junior high school.

That crybaby, that Sato Sayuri who easily cries when excited.

The grievance in Sayuri Sato's heart gradually overflowed and began to slide from the corners of her eyes.
At this moment, she wanted to ignore everything and cry loudly, but her remaining rationality restrained herself.

But the more I think about it, the angrier I get.

The more I think about it, the more aggrieved I feel.
Not only did he not coax me, he even came here to make me angry!

Kitahara, you've done so many bad things!
until
With gentle arms, he embraced Sayuri Sato and whispered softly in her ear: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Go away!"

"I hate you!"

Sayuri Sato pushed him away in grievance, but no matter how hard she pushed, the boy's strength seemed to be endless, and he held her tightly in his arms.

All of Sato Sayuri's inner grievances burst out at this moment.

"Why didn't you come earlier? You had to make me angry before you came to comfort me!"

"You are such a hopelessly bad person!"

She kept expressing her inner resentment until Kitahara began to accept her, and then Sato Sayuri calmed down.

As if she was greedy for this warmth, Sato Sayuri's strength in pushing people became weaker and weaker.

She buried her face in her chest and whispered, "I was already very sad, and you came here just to make me angry."

"I thought Sayuri was a strong adult," Kitahara said.

"I'm!"

"Then why did you ignore me just now?"

The woman in his arms began to become restless again, as if she was shy, but also seemed to be angry: "Who told you to stand me up? Do you know how much I want to see you?"

After Sayuri Sato finished speaking, she suddenly paused, raised her face, and the boy's smile became even brighter.

".forget it."

"I heard nothing."

"Then why are you laughing!"

"Sayuri is cute."

"meet"

She was so angry that she banged her head against Beiyuan's neck, making him groan, and then she stopped.

With both hands tightly grasping Kitahara's shoulders, Sato Sayuri put her head on his chest, feeling an unstoppable sense of security in her heart.

Since last night, she seemed to be missing a big piece of her soul.
The missing part is hard to describe or explain, but it hurts a lot.

It was not until she met Kitahara and saw his smile that Sato Sayuri realized that the piece of debris had been taken away by this man. The girl's heart, which she had hidden for twenty-nine years, fell in love with him.

Kitahara gently patted Sato Sayuri's back. Although this female teacher was twelve years older than him in terms of physical age, her wounded heart always remained at the age of fifteen, that youthful time.

"Does your tongue still hurt? Do you want me to blow it for you?" he asked in a low voice.

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The female teacher closed her eyes and said nothing, as if she was asleep.

Beiyuan thought that this meant there was no reply until a sound as thin as a mosquito reached his ears.

"pain"

(End of this chapter)