Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 62: Universal Healing Medicine (End of Sayuri Chapter)

Dew lingered on the windowsill.

The sunlight shines in through the glass windows. The spring morning is very quiet. It is quite cold at this time of year and the birds have all gone south. There are rarely any birds singing. Only occasionally can you hear dogs barking from the streets and alleys.

Kitahara opened his eyes and noticed that the system task was completed.

【Ding--】

You successfully made Sayuri Sato cry and made her regret.

【Mall is open】

Inside the system, the mall has turned light blue.

Beiyuan opened it with his consciousness and searched it, and found a large turntable inside, which collected all the rewards he had seen so far.

Including asset doubling cards, master speeches, memory buns and even some that were not available, he saw Khrushchev's big corn.

Looking down, the goods can be purchased, but the price is very high.

Kitahara already has the "Mandarin Proficiency" which costs 70,000 points. One point is 10,000 yen, which is 700 million yen. The price is sky-high.
The entry-level rewards are cheaper, but they still cost seven thousand.

Maybe you can consider a lottery, which costs 100 points per draw. Give it a try.

【lottery! 】

One million yen disappeared.

The turntable rolled over hundreds of rewards and finally slowly stopped at the introduction to singing. After the rewards were received, Beiyuan gained some knowledge of music theory, including music scores and some tips on vocalization and breathing.

The original price for getting started with singing is one thousand points.

It seems to be a profit.

Kitahara hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to continue spending money, but finally gave up. This was tantamount to gambling and was unnecessary.

Keep the money for when you need it.

Beiyuan browsed around the mall and saw a stamina-boosting pill that cost 50,000 points, which made him feel a little anxious. There were a lot of items in the mall, but they were all a bit expensive.

But there are also many life-saving things.

For example, the universal healing medicine costs 200,000 points, which is 2 billion yen when converted to Japanese yen. Only 100 million RMB can guarantee immunity to all diseases. The product is good and the price is right, but it's a bit sad that I can't afford it.

You can consider giving it to your girlfriend's father, but you don't have that much money at the moment. It would be much easier to meet a doctor and get a reward for turning her life around than to buy it with money.

He closed the mall and checked the time. It was 6:30 in the morning, the light was dim, and not many people were awake yet. Strangely enough, he was full of energy even though he had done something tiring last night.

He was helpless for a moment, then turned to look at Sayuri Sato. She was sleeping soundly, curled up in his arms. Although the heating in the room had never been turned off, she seemed very insecure. Her forehead rested against his chest, her black hair scattered on the bed, and her cold face was frowned.

She seemed to be conscious and opened her eyes slightly. Sayuri Sato was always a little uneasy in an unfamiliar environment. She would remain a little alert and sleep very lightly.

Sato Sayuri's expression was a little naive. She rubbed her eyes, sat up naturally, and the quilt slipped off her body.

Her natural pear-shaped figure was naturally revealed, with wide hips and plump buttocks, but her thighs were not particularly thick, but just the right amount of plump. Her hips, waist and hips formed an inverted triangle area, which was pitch black inside and half-hidden, with her buttocks pressed on the mattress.

"woke up?"

Sayuri Sato was stunned for a moment, looking at the hanging quilt, her face suddenly turned red, and she quickly fell back on the bed and pulled the quilt tightly to cover herself.

But this is tantamount to covering one's ears and stealing the bell.

Instead, it made her look even more charming. After all, Beiyuan knew that there was no clothing under her snow-white collarbone.

Beiyuan has already controlled his greed. Even when he wakes up early in the morning and is full of energy, he only hugs her instead of...
But the bodies of young people are indeed vigorous.

He was deeply impressed.

Especially when the cold beauty frowned and held her breath in her throat, the contrast was even more unbearable.

Through practice, Kitahara discovered that the plump parts of Sato Sayuri's body were a plus, which made her different from a little girl.

If Qianchuan gained some weight, he would look like this.

You can feed it more later.

Seeing Kitahara looking at her, Sato Sayuri's heart beat faster and her fingers tightened unconsciously. It was only morning, he wouldn't have those thoughts again, right?
Wouldn't it be a bit absurd to do this?
But the phone rang, interrupting Kitahara's sight. This time he carefully identified whose phone it was before picking it up.

"I'm Kitahara."

"Mr. Kitahara, I'm the detective from yesterday."

Yesterday's private detective was extremely efficient after being paid. It only took him one afternoon and one evening to obtain evidence that was enough to ruin the swimming coach's reputation.

Before this, he didn't just harass his girlfriend. Almost every pretty girl in the swimming department had received his ambiguous emails to some extent.

Under normal circumstances, these emails could be excused, but there really was a female student who couldn't resist the temptation and chose to do the father's job.

Therefore, this swimming coach named Matsuda has been completely sentenced to death.

Kitahara responded and said casually, "Send this evidence anonymously to the school board's email."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Beiyuan prepared to take a shower, and then said: "Breakfast will take a while, wait a moment. Did you drive here?"

"I don't have a car." Sayuri Sato shook her head, and her hair swayed with it.

In the sunlight, her black hair hung loose, giving her a quiet beauty.

The cold female teacher's smooth cheeks were illuminated by the sunlight, giving off a light golden hue and a sacred feeling.

Kitahara wanted to take a picture of her.

But I don’t want to be the second Edison Chen, so forget it.

"Go buy one when you have time. It's a bit tiring to walk to and from get off work." He said after getting out of bed.

“Where is the money?”

Sayuri Sato sighed.

Although she earns a lot of money, it doesn't mean she can buy a car, and she can't save enough money on a regular basis.

Beiyuan didn't comment, but he already had a plan in mind. He said casually, "Sleep a little longer. It's still early, and it's not time to go to work yet. I'll call you when breakfast is ready."

He didn't even change his clothes and went straight to the bathroom to wash up.

Sayuri Sato glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, saw her red heart beating behind her, and recalled how she had clenched her teeth and buried her head in enduring it, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Although she felt good, she was still very tired and could hardly lift her legs.

A hint of shyness flashed in Sato Sayuri's eyes. She turned over the quilt and saw that it was indeed a mess. She touched her belly. The things she bought yesterday were not used in the end. She was a little worried about having a baby.

It’s not that there can’t be, but now
It’s still a little early.

“What if it really happened?”

A hint of sadness appeared on the beautiful teacher's face.

Every time I fall down, it’s after drinking. I will never drink again!
Also, there is really not a single truth in his mouth!
Bad stuff, bad stuff!

annoying!

Beiyuan was busy in the kitchen for a while. When he returned to the bedroom, he found that the room had been tidied up, including the sheets and clothes. He walked out of the door and heard the sound of water in the bathroom.

A graceful figure is revealed under the shower.

Kitahara wanted to go in, but if he did, it might take two more chapters, so he decided not to.

Save it for later.

After a while, just after seven o'clock, Sayuri Sato finished her shower and changed into her suit. She walked through the mirror and saw the beauty in the mirror with her long hair tied up and her fleshy thighs tightly covered with black stockings.

There was a look of keeping strangers away on her face, but the warm lips added a touch of charm to her overall look. Sato Sayuri touched her face. She was not like this at the beginning. She was just overwhelmed by life. She was a little tired mentally and physically. Over time, she became indifferent. Compared with the natural iceberg, she was more like
Class flavor.

How can people who work for a long time not go crazy?

When facing a group of students who are as horny as rabbits, you have to put on an indifferent face to calm others down.

Just at home.
She subconsciously took out her small bag, washed her face first, then drew eyeliner and put on some light makeup. After making sure everything was fine, she pushed open the bathroom door.

As soon as I went out, I saw Beiyuan.

Her cold face froze for a moment, then she said calmly, "I'll wash the quilt for you. When we get to school, we'll maintain our original relationship."

"it is good,"

Kitahara nodded, "Want to sleep a little longer?"

"Enough sleep."

Sayuri Sato sat at the table, silent, returning to her usual indifference.

Her attitude towards students has always been businesslike. Except for some minor incidents, she is always calm.

Although this calmness seemed more like indifference to students, she didn't care.

As long as the scores can be improved, that's fine.

However, Kitahara's words almost broke her tense face.

"Will you come again tomorrow?"

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There was a hint of helplessness in Sato Sayuri's eyes. She knew very well what Kitahara meant. Did he really want tutoring?
But she was too embarrassed to point it out to Beiyuan, so she could only lower her head and sigh, "It depends on your grades. If they drop, the teacher will talk to you."

"If you back off, I'll trouble you."

"I see."

Sayuri Sato ate her breakfast in silence, wiped herself twice with a tissue, and quickly walked out of the Kitahara family.

But this speed is more like running than walking.

Sayuri Sato ran to the office on time. There was already someone in the office. The weather was very cold. The heater had just been turned on and hot air was blowing out of the air conditioner.

And on Sato Sayuri's seat, a female teacher with delicate makeup and short hair was writing something with her head down. She was wearing a white shirt with a suit jacket on the upper body and a hip-hugging skirt on the lower body.

Asuka Kosaka.

Feng is a foreign language teacher at the Affiliated Peking University. She entered the university in the same year as Sayuri Sato. She was famous for her beauty as early as her college days. She was labeled as dignified and elegant, and was pursued by countless boys, but she always remained single.

But Sayuri Sato is well aware of the true nature of her good friend.

She is dignified in front of others, but behind others' backs, she is indeed a complete "slut".

On a certain 18r website, she is respected as the "Mrs." for her superb painting skills and perverted themes, and she occupies a major space in the summer comics every year.

And
Asuka Kousaka is also an NTR-style artist. Her favorite content is to depict a husband who appears gentle and polite on the surface, but is actually a beast in human skin. He likes to find other women behind his wife's back and play some hot and bold games.

When I am tired, I go home and give my wife a warm hug.

The most annoying thing is that every time she finishes drawing, she will show it to Sayuri Sato, who blushes and can't help but wonder if it is really that comfortable.

However, after last night, Sayuri Sato realized one thing clearly.

Sayuri Sato's thoughts turned, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on her face. She lowered her head and stammered.

Seeing her like this, Asuka Kousaka already knew what was going on. She opened her mouth and asked quietly, "Did you do it?"

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Sato Sayuri closed the door guiltily, pursed her lips, nodded slightly, and made a sound from her nose: "Hmm"

"Who?"

“I don’t want to say.”

"Why? Is your boyfriend too embarrassed to introduce me?"

“He’s a little special.”

Took my first time.
The more Sato Sayuri thought about it, the more ashamed and angry she became. She clenched her teeth and refused to speak.

"What special method?"

"Don't worry about this, Asuka."

Asuka Kousaka looked at Sayuri and whispered softly, "So, did you bring it?"

Sayuri Sato turned her face away.

"I knew it!"

Asuka Kousaka got angry and said: "I told you that living in a boy's house is risky, so I asked you to bring it with you."

Sayuri Sato was speechless. Actually, she had another one in her bag, but it would be useless even if she took it out. After all, it could only be used once.
And this best friend obviously didn't know that she had been exposed. She definitely had never had a boyfriend and didn't know that one night was not enough.

"I'm sorry, I'll pay more attention next time."

Asuka Kousaka looked at Sayuri, whose face was flushed, and was shocked: "There will be a next time? Are you really in love with this brother?"

"I just like her, but I'm not in love with her." As her Chinese teacher, Sayuri Sato took the initiative to correct her mistake.

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Asuka Kousaka's face was full of astonishment. If she remembered correctly, Sayuri had only known her younger brother for a few days, three days, or even no more than four days, and they had no secrets from each other.

In these four days, even my body was taken away by someone.
Looking at her shy and even slightly happy appearance, a terrible idea emerged in Asuka Kousaka's mind.

Could it be that she met a scumbag?

No!

This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed!

Although she already had an idea in her mind, Asuka Kousaka didn't say anything, but just silently collected information.

The person who called yesterday was called Kitahara, and he sounded very young.
Kitahara?

Asuka Kousaka frowned. If she remembered correctly, there was a Kitahara in the class, and a few days ago, Sayuri even asked for leave from him.
Her little face was pale.

isn't it?
He really is my younger brother!

no no.

Before anything happens, you must remain calm and not wrongly accuse anyone!

"Asuka?" Seeing Kousaka Asuka's expression constantly changing like a barometer, Sayuri Sato finally couldn't help but ask in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

"No, it's okay. I remembered I had some work to do, so I left first. Let's have lunch together at noon."

Asuka Kousaka, dressed in a suit and skirt, was dignified and elegant as she slowly walked out of the office.

There was a flash of determination in her eyes.

Let's try this student named Kitahara.

Is he a scoundrel, or is it his best friend, Sayuri Sato, who has done something that goes against the ethics of a teacher?
　I have finally finished the content here. I am very upset that I can’t stop writing once I start, but I have to finish the story.

　　The next chapter starts the Takagi line, and by the way, a new supporting character is added. The artist has quite interesting character designs. I'll see if there are any clever uses.
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(End of this chapter)