Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 50: It has to be a gifted monster

The weather in spring is changeable, but the weather forecast was accurate and it did rain.

Just after three o'clock in the afternoon, fine rain covered the whole of Tokyo. Looking up, the sky was filled with a layer of blue-black fog.

Two people appeared at the wide entrance of a car company in Nerima Ward.

This is a Mercedes-Benz dealership, and it is very large. Before they arrived, many people had already browsed inside. They were either rich or noble, dressed decently, and were talking in low voices.

But the sudden appearance of two people inevitably attracted their attention.

too young.

The boy has a handsome face and a bright smile, just like an ancient Greek sculpture. The woman is tall and charming, with an ice-cold indifference on her face. Which rich second generation is going out on a date with his girlfriend?
"Hello, do you have any styles you like?"

The salesperson at the Mercedes-Benz store was a girl. She came forward to greet him and took a look at what Kitahara was wearing.

I can't tell what it's about.

But the woman accompanying him said it all.

Nakamaki Miyoko is tall and has a proud chest. After being admitted to the Financial Services Agency, she has unparalleled confidence.

This is the real example of a cold and domineering sister. She is as noble as a queen and has a domineering personality. It is unattainable. To have such a woman as his girlfriend, Kitahara is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Although I already have a goal, please take me for a walk." Beiyuan glanced at the saleswoman and said softly, "I haven't bought a car yet, so I want to go for a walk."

"Okay, please come this way!"

The saleswoman took Kitahara around and had many little ideas along the way, but Nakamaki Miyoko just glanced at her sideways and didn't even bother to say a word, so the saleswoman gave up.

Nakamaki Miyoko's aura is too strong.

No one dared to compete with her for the man.

With a wife like this, aren't you afraid that someone else will take control of your purse and kick you out of the house?

The female salesperson glanced at Beiyuan and silently lamented for him.

The latter didn't know what she was thinking, so he just turned around and asked, "What do you think?"

“They all look good, but I think they would be much better if they were more functional.”

Nakamaki Miyoko put her ear close to his, as if whispering, "Besides, don't you think a little more space would be better?"

"?"

Kitahara was stunned.

Did he hear this sentence in the afternoon?
No.

You just entered the society, but you have the awareness of a female bank manager who has been there for more than ten years. No wonder you have climbed the ladder so fast!

Hard work is not as good as talent!
Kitahara smiled and said, "Do you like a bigger one, Senior?"

"I like it, but I can accept a small one too. It depends on the person. For some people, I want them to be bigger, while for some people, a small one is also very cute."

After saying that, she turned her face away, the corners of her lips raised, looking indescribably charming.

This stunned the man next to her. It turns out that the queen also has a smiling side.

Beiyuan was speechless. What was this woman mocking?

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to imply anything. Don't think too much about it, junior." Nakamaki Miyoko looked at him with a smile.

Kitahara pondered for a moment and said, "Senior sister, what you said makes sense. I think so too. It's always better to be a little older."

Kitahara turned to the salesperson and said, "Take me to see this S450."

He doesn't know much about cars, and his purpose of buying a car is just to invest in himself.

Mercedes-Benz.

A brand that even kids know.

There's a saying that goes, you can't have a Mercedes and low self-esteem at the same time.

If you want others to recognize your identity as quickly as possible, you can buy it without thinking. The car logo can silently tell the story of wealth.

Although the price-performance ratio may not be high, Beiyuan has never pursued price-performance ratio.

Beiyuan followed the salesperson to the VIP room. He smelled a faint scent of tobacco. The saleswoman respectfully handed him a cigar. Beiyuan waved his head and said, "I don't smoke. Take it."

Nakamaki Miyoko smiled and helped him put it away, while also casting a curious look at him.

The black shell, the cold metallic texture, the restrained yet domineering body. She doesn't know much about cars, but she also understands that being able to drive such a car is the dream of many people.

But this price
Miyoko Nakamaki took a look and was shocked. The bare car costs 20 million yen. Is it so expensive?
The look in her eyes when she looked at Beiyuan became more complicated.

why?
Why don’t I have such a good life?

If I were him, with his background, I would definitely be able to do better!

If I were born rich, I wouldn't have to bow down to others and humbly please them. Her throat rolled, and there was fire in her eyes, a kind of anger called the desire for control.

Kitahara seemed to have noticed something and turned around to look at Nakamaki Miyoko.

The two looked at each other.

Beiyuan smiled gently, his eyes moving and charming.

"."

Nakamaki Miyoko pursed her lips and looked away.

What does he mean?
Are you laughing at me?

still is
Miyoko Nakamaki was distraught.

Kitahara said nothing, opened the car door and got in, not forgetting to greet Nakamaki Miyoko.

The leather seats give the interior a high-tech feel, and most importantly, the space is large, making it very suitable for sports. The only problem is that the air conditioning seems a bit too strong. As soon as she got in the car, Nakamaki Miyoko started taking off her clothes and fanning herself from time to time.

The body fragrance of a strong woman is not alluring, but it is also impressive.

Very strong taste.

He occupied the leather seat and the perfume in the car came to Kitahara's nose.

Refreshing.

Nakamaki Miyoko fanned the room intentionally or unintentionally, constantly spraying the perfume she had just sprayed on Kitahara. When she saw him turn around, she gave him a helpless smile: "Is the air conditioning here broken? It's really hot."

"Cars from these big brands will have more heaters. Haven't you seen short videos? Many girls will take off their clothes because they are too hot when they get in luxury cars." Kitahara explained with a smile.

"That's it"

Nakamaki Miyoko blinked curiously: "Then should we change to another one?"

"It won't have the same effect if I change it." Kitahara said to himself.

"."

It is indeed used to hook up with girls.

Little pervert.

Nakamaki Miyoko snorted and thought to herself that Kitahara really wanted to buy a car to do something bad, but then she fell into deep thought.

Is this a hint to myself?

Her eyes dropped. If nothing unexpected happened, this would probably be the main battlefield. Whether she could borrow money today depended entirely on her performance.

Maybe she should prepare in advance.

At this moment, she noticed that Kitahara's hand reached for the operating lever, so she consciously moved her legs over.

It is raining and the weather is quite cold. The temperature in Tokyo in spring is always in the single digits, so Nakamaki Miyoko wears thicker black stockings, which tightly wrap around her plump thighs and go deep into her skirt.

Kitahara was stunned for a moment, not knowing where to put his hands, but Nakamaki Miyoko turned her head away, as if she didn't notice.

He pondered for a moment and realized that this was a reward from his senior.

In that case, there is no reason to refuse.

Kitahara touched it carelessly.

The target also changed from the joystick to the beautiful legs of Miyoko Nakamaki.

The other party has taken the initiative, there is no reason not to accept it.

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