Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 74 I’ll Give You a Small Gift
The man's damn desire to win continues to affect Yuji Mitsui.

He has already said those harsh words. If he backs down now, how will Asuka look at him?

Compare!
As an art student, even if I haven't picked up a paintbrush for years, can I be worse than Kitahara?

Asuka Kousaka's eyes sparkled.

It just so happened that she also wanted to test Beiyuan's level.

“I have a sketchpad in my office.”

"You two don't need to look for me anymore, just use me as a model."

Asuka Kousaka is very confident in herself.

She is a girl who has been beautiful since she was young. She is naturally beautiful and looks charming no matter how she poses.

However, Asuka Kousaka was soon questioned.

"Can we change positions?"

Kitahara made the request without hesitation, "If you just sit upright, there's no aesthetic appeal at all."

"Isn't this okay?" Asuka Kousaka widened her eyes.

"It doesn't meet my expectations." Kitara said as a matter of course, then stood up and personally instructed Asuka.

He placed his hand on the second young lady's waist and pushed gently, and the soft and boneless waist collapsed. Asuka blinked slightly and looked at herself in the mirror.

Very strange.

It's just a small change, but it actually adds a bit of charm.

"The difference in angles and light and shadow has a huge impact. For example, if you tilt your legs slightly and put them at an angle, they will appear longer." Kitahara explained while adjusting Asuka's posture.

"like this."

Asuka Kousaka blinked her eyes, not quite understanding.

He knows so much?
When teaching poses, there will be some close contact, like Kitahara's hands will always accidentally brush against Asuka's slightly sensitive parts, such as waist, face, or legs.
Girls actually care a lot about this kind of place.

If you don't have a certain level of relationship, touching her may cause stress.

But Asuka didn't feel disgusted at all.

His attitude was too serious, and his posture was very professional, as if he had studied it specially. Even if he accidentally touched her buttocks, Asuka would just think that Master Kitahara had his own intentions.

Asuka sighed, "Now I understand that a disciple doesn't have to be inferior to his master."

Beiyuan shook his head, this was just the beginning.

There is a lot to learn from the skills of the little bluebird female Bodhisattvas.

Mitsui Yujin widened his eyes.

The slender waist he had been dreaming of was now being supported by Beiyuan, but he couldn't say anything!
I could only purse my lips and say aggrievedly, "Teacher Asuka, is it almost time to start?"

Asuka Kousaka snapped back to her senses and realized Mitsui was still there. She quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's okay now."

Kitahara also returned to his position.

He just did a lot of small movements to make it easier for him to paint.

At this moment, the beautiful teacher was looking at him in a way that was so charming that she couldn't describe it in words, with her chest straightened, abdomen tightened, and hips lifted.

Every time Kitahara looked up, he could see Asuka's sparkling eyes.

She seemed a little embarrassed.

But as a model, you can't have these emotions.

Therefore, she could only look at Beiyuan helplessly, looking at his handsome face from time to time and holding her breath.

Forty minutes passed quickly.

Two paintings appeared in front of Asuka Kousaka.

Although Mitsui Yujin is arrogant, he is indeed capable. The woman in the sketch is quite upright, and can even be said to have a little spirit, but compared with the one below, it is far worse.
It was clearly just a black sketch pen, but it created a picture where light and shadow intersected. The beauty leaned lazily on the chair, and the afternoon sun poured in from the door, which was beautiful beyond words.

Moreover, Kitahara also caught a small detail.

That was Asuka's hair, which was blown onto her face and touched her lips.

This makes Asuka's demeanor not only dignified, but also more charming?

Pure and lustful.

This is what men want to see.

Mitsui's face looked quite grim.

Even if Asuka didn't say anything, he knew he had lost.

But as adults, there are always other ways to save face.

Mitsui unconsciously shook the car keys and was about to take them out to show off, but suddenly saw Asuka's half-smile and silently put them back.

This second young lady can probably buy ten cars of her own with the amount of cars she uses to go to work.

Showing off the car in front of her would undoubtedly be humiliating.

So, he said goodbye dejectedly and ran away quickly.

"Take care, Director Mitsui."

"Come and give me advice often in the future!"

When leaving, Asuka Kousaka did not forget to give a critical hit.

Mitsui Yujin wanted to bury his face in the ground.

Asuka Kousaka was in a very happy mood, even her eyebrows raised. When Mitsui left, she immediately closed the door and locked it.

Then, he excitedly ran up to Kitahara and said, "Hey, where did you learn sketching? I didn't expect you to be so good at it."

"Teacher, guess what?" "Oh, just say it directly." Even Asuka Kousaka didn't realize that her tone was a little naive at this moment.

She pulled Kitahara's arm, shaking it gently, like a spoiled little girl: "There must be a famous teacher to teach you, right? Push it to me, I want to learn too."

"No need, just come to me. I can even give teachers a discount."

"If you don't want to tell me, then forget it, but you're still hiding it!"

Asuka Kousaka rolled her eyes, her dignified demeanor gone.

She leaned against the sofa and rubbed her waist: "I'm so tired. I've been posing all day and my back hurts. Can someone help me massage it?"

Asuka was wearing a turtleneck sweater and tight jeans today, so she didn't know how tempting this outfit would be to boys.

Turtleneck sweaters have a body-slimming effect.

This was an office, so Asuka didn't wear a coat, and the heavy melon on her chest pressed against her sweater.

Although her figure is not as good as Sayuri's, with wide hips and a thin waist, which creates a sense of contrast, she has long legs and a perky hip, so with the help of jeans, she has an even more mature charm.

Kitahara stood behind her, facing her huge buttocks. Her hips, waist and chest formed a perfect curve, rising and falling.

Judging from her figure, she doesn't look like a single woman at all. Instead, she looks like a young woman who has just given birth to a child. She exudes mature charm, making people unable to resist picking her.

But Kitahara didn't move and scoffed.

Who do you take me for?
"My service fee is very high, Mr. Kousaka."

"Go ahead and take it. The teacher has plenty of money."

Asuka is full of generosity.

As the second daughter of the group, her small treasury can be said to be quite abundant.

Beiyuan didn't take it seriously. If he was stupid enough to go up and give her a massage, then he would have been arguing with the green tea girl for so long in vain.

The "press" Asuka mentioned was just a polite way to express her close attitude.

Many girls have this kind of carefulness.

For example, when you are operating something, she will say in a sweet voice, "You are so awesome!", or when you go out to play, she will look up at you with her eyes blinking.

This will give boys a false impression.

She seems.
Care about me a lot?

If I really approach her and touch her shoulder at this time, it’s not that I can’t do it, but the relationship will be affected a little.

Asuka will treat Kitahara as a junior.

So, change your mindset.

It wasn't that she asked me to press it, but she begged me to press it.

So he changed the subject: "Give me the painting again."

"what happened?"

"There's a little detail that hasn't been handled properly."

"Huh? It's not dealt with yet?"

Asuka Kousaka was stunned for a moment, then immediately sat up, walked to Kitahara, leaned over, and her hair half fell on his shoulders.

A fragrant breeze wafted over naturally.

Kitahara glanced at her, then looked away and started scribbling on the paper.

He just added a little bit of highlight to Asuka's eyes, and instantly it became completely different. Asuka Kousaka took a deep breath and felt that the self in the painting was almost alive!
It already looks like a work of art, but with these few strokes, it has a more vivid charm.
"For you."

Kitahara said this with a smile.

"This is a gift for you. I hope you like it."

"hiss"

Asuka Kousaka took a deep breath. She had received many gifts, but this self-portrait was probably the only one that really suited her taste.

However, rather than being touched, Asuka Kousaka felt more surprised.

Found a treasure!

Without a doubt, this is the assistant I need most!

With his help, the name "Whale King" will definitely spread throughout the entire book world!

"Thank you very much, you are a very nice person." Kousaka Asuka smiled brightly, "I don't know how to thank you enough."

"Please treat me to a meal," Kitahara said naturally. "There's a kaiseki restaurant in Nerima. Can I take advantage of the teacher's kindness?"

"Please, of course!"

Money is just a number to Asuka.

Kitahara smiled and said, "Teacher, aren't you afraid of spending money? I didn't even tell you which store it was."

"I don't mind that!"

The rich young woman Asuka said this proudly, and Kitahara also gave an appropriate look of admiration.

Girls also have a bit of a showing-off mentality.

When communicating, occasionally giving a little emotional value will make the conversation more pleasant.

Kitahara doesn't know what value Asuka can bring to him, but it doesn't affect his pleasant chat with the rich woman. No matter what, just build a good relationship first!

After teasing Asuka for a while.

After making her smile from ear to ear, Kitahara finally proposed his own idea:
"By the way, I've learned some simple massage techniques from traditional Chinese medicine. They're very beneficial for people who work hard all year round. Would you like to try them, teacher?"

"It's very comfortable. All the female teachers I met said so."

(End of this chapter)