Restarting life, starting from bullying Pochi-chan

It is surprising that Mrs. Sato now takes the initiative to tell everyone her weight.

"Kitahara-kun, please." Mrs. Sato lay on the special massage bed and turned her head to look over. "There's a lot of fat on my thighs. I want to slim down my legs today. Is that okay?"

Because men and women have different body structures, the places where fat is most likely to accumulate are also different. Men's fat accumulates mainly in the abdomen, so people usually have a potbelly when they reach middle age, while women's fat mainly accumulates in the thighs.

"no problem."

Kitahara Makoto calmly agreed.

With the strange worm here, let alone wanting to slim down your legs, even if you want to lose fatty liver, it can be done for you!

Under the curious gazes of several ladies, Kitahara Makoto walked behind Mrs. Sato without looking away, and began to massage.

In preparation for today's "business", Kitahara Makoto watched two hours of massage instructional videos last night. Although he has no practical experience, he already seems to be able to do it properly.

"Hey, it looks like just an ordinary massage..."

"Don't worry, let's wait and see. Mrs. Sato is so confident that she will not let everyone down."

"If it doesn't work, all I can do is ask Kitahara-kun to 'apologize properly'."

"..."

While the ladies were chatting, Kitahara Makoto calmly summoned the strange worm and then quietly put it into Mrs. Sato's body.

"Well……"

Mrs. Sato suddenly snorted and frowned.

"what happened?"

A lady asked curiously.

"Nothing..." Mrs. Sato's expression was subtle, "I just felt something strange entering my body..."

Kitahara Makoto was not panicked at all.

In public, with everyone dressed neatly, there was no way they would suspect him of taking the opportunity to play with his wife, right?

The hallucinogenic worm can switch freely between illusion and reality. Kitahara Makoto usually lets it hide in his body in an illusory state, but if he wants it to swallow fat, it must be transformed into a physical entity.

Fortunately, it will not hurt anyone, and will not even make people feel pain, but there will only be a subtle foreign body sensation.

After a while.

"Mrs. Sato, your request has been met."

Kitahara Makoto quietly put away the strange worm, stood up and stood aside.

"Everyone, watch carefully, don't blink..."

Mrs. Sato stood up slowly, stretched, and then, under the curious gaze of several ladies, walked to the scale she had just used and weighed herself again.

As the numbers appeared on the scale, several ladies were surprised.

"What? You actually lost two pounds?"

"It's so amazing!"

"Let me experience it myself."

"..."

The weighing scale was placed in front of the ladies and no one else touched it from beginning to end, so there was naturally no possibility of tampering.

So the facts are in front of us, Makoto Kitahara does have the incredible ability to help others lose weight quickly.

There is no need to say more about what happened next.

Toyokawa Shoko is responsible for tailoring weight loss plans for several wives, while Kitahara Makoto is only responsible for losing weight.

After personally experiencing Kitahara Makoto's miraculous weight loss surgery, several wives gave it full marks.

"Well, it's finally my turn."

Mrs. Nagasaki lay on the massage bed, tilted her head and looked over, and said in a light voice:

"Kitahara-kun, I'm counting on you."

"Mrs. Nagasaki, relax."

Kitahara Makoto exhaled lightly and began to massage.

For some reason, the subtle feeling of familiarity grew stronger.

She spoke softly and with an elegant manner, giving people the illusion that she was easy to get along with, but Kitahara Makoto always had a feeling that Mrs. Nagasaki in front of him was not as easy to get along with as she seemed.

"Hmm, very comfortable..."

Mrs. Nagasaki narrowed her eyes in pleasure.

Seeing this squinting expression, Kitahara Makoto felt a stronger sense of familiarity in his heart, and the image of the sinister young lady suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Wait, could it be that... it can't be such a coincidence."

Kitahara Makoto shook his head slightly.

Tokyo has a population of 30 million, and Nagasaki is not a rare surname, so it is quite normal to meet someone with the same surname.

After a while.

The massage is over.

"Thank you, Kitahara-kun. I feel much more relaxed."

Mrs. Nagasaki sat up, raised her hand to cover her mouth and yawned, and then a light voice came into Kitahara Makoto's ears:

"Kitahara-kun, don't be in a hurry to leave later. I have a business deal I want to discuss with you."

"...talk about business?"

Kitahara Makoto was slightly stunned.

Is it a business worth hundreds of millions?

He already knew how attractive he was now, or how fierce and ferocious these ladies were.

Just now during the massage, one of the ladies took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and rubbed her feet all over his body!

If Kitahara Makoto doesn't want to work hard now, he can be a rich woman's gigolo in a matter of minutes.

"Kitahara-san, you've worked hard." Toyokawa Shoko calmly walked forward and handed over a bottle of drink, attracting Kitahara Makoto's attention. "Drink something first and take a rest."

Kitahara Makoto took the drink and said, "Thank you, Xiaoxiang."

After the weight loss is completed, Xiaoxiang will be responsible for all the trivial matters such as welcoming and seeing off guests, including the subsequent reconciliation and receiving of accounts, finding new customers, contacting old customers, etc. Kitahara Makoto does not have to worry about anything and can just be a hands-off boss.

During the break, Mrs. Nagasaki, who had left, suddenly came over:

"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Kitahara-kun."

Kitahara Makoto: “…”

I wasn’t really waiting for you, I was waiting for Xiaoxiang, okay!

Chapter 205 I Really Don’t Want to Be a Thief

I really don't want to be a thief

"Hello, Mrs. Nagasaki."

Kitahara Makoto nodded politely, keeping a polite yet distant attitude.

Although Mrs. Nagasaki in front of me still has charm, it is better to forget about being a gigolo.

Considering Mrs. Nagasaki's age, her daughter is probably about the same age as herself, and Kitahara Makoto really has no interest in being a thief.

Mrs. Nagasaki obviously noticed Kitahara Makoto's attitude, but her expression did not change at all, and she said lightly:

"Don't be nervous, Kitahara-kun, and don't misunderstand me. I actually work in this beauty salon, but my status is higher than other employees, and I am responsible for receiving senior members."

The so-called senior members are obviously wealthy ladies.

Just like real estate agents, there are also high-end and low-end distinctions. Ordinary real estate agents are busy and toilsome every day, while high-end real estate agents are the ones that clients ask to do things for them.

Mrs. Nagasaki continued:

"Kitahara-kun's ability to lose weight is incredible. If subsequent evaluation confirms that it will not cause harm to the human body and there are no other sequelae, then he can definitely be called the 'God of Weight Loss'."

Kitahara Makoto: “…”

God of weight loss?

It just sounds awkward, right?

The people of Japan love to create all kinds of gods, such as the God of Ramen, the Fried Rice Immortal... Can one become a god with decades of experience in the industry?

God is too cheap!

Mrs. Nagasaki in front of me has an elegant voice and her charm is fully revealed in every gesture. She is indeed still charming:

"Mrs. Sato doesn't have many friends. It's hard to grow big just by word of mouth. I happen to have a lot of customers... If you cooperate with me, you won't have to worry about customers anymore. Kitahara-kun, please think about it carefully."

Mrs. Nagasaki handed over a business card and said:

"This is a rare opportunity, don't miss it."

at the same time.

Toyokawa Shoko had just seen Mrs. Sato off, and when she came back she heard some vaguely sinister words.

"From now on... you don't have to worry anymore..."

"you consider it……"

"It's a pity to miss it..."

Toyokawa Shoko clenched her fists immediately and felt unwell all over.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you have always seen pigs run. As a former noble lady, Toyokawa Shoko knows very well how dirty the inside of wealthy families is.

I just went out to see someone off, and yet my house was robbed?

Do not agree!

Absolutely not!

Toyokawa Shoko bit her lower lip and stepped forward quickly.

"Xiao Xiang-san...?"

Kitahara Makoto heard hurried footsteps, turned around, and saw Toyokawa Shoko walking towards him quickly.

next second.

Toyokawa Shoko stretched out her arms and hugged his arms. Kitahara Makoto felt his arms suddenly sink into two soft lumps.

what happened?

Are you possessed by a ghost senior?

"Mrs. Nagasaki, I'm sorry." Toyokawa Shoko tightened her pretty face and used her actions to assert her sovereignty. "Kitahara-kun has consumed a lot today, so we'll take our leave first."

"Ah, I'm sorry for interrupting you." Mrs. Nagasaki said calmly with a smile, "Then Kitahara-kun, go back and rest. Give me an answer when you have thought it through."

"..."

Toyokawa Shoko bit her lower lip, hugged Kitahara Makoto and turned away.

"Xiaoxiang, listen to me..."

Kitahara Makoto lowered his voice.

"Let's talk after we get out."

Toyokawa Shoko's pretty face was tense and she felt a sense of low pressure all over her body.

The two quickly walked out of the beauty center.

"call……"

Toyokawa Shoko exhaled lightly, released Kitahara Makoto's arm, bit her lower lip and said:

"I'm sorry, I just got impulsive."

Kitahara Makoto said softly: