Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

"No, you can't control it..." Kitahara Tsutomu said halfway when he suddenly thought of Yotsuba's six points of physical strength.

Maybe she is better than me?

"Okay, okay."

Seeing that Xiaoha really wanted to go, Kitahara Tsutomu let it go after Shiye's repeated requests and thinking that he really didn't have time to accompany it today.

"Remember this, don't cause trouble for her!" Kitahara Tsutomu squatted down, stole a glance at Siye, and whispered in Xiaoha's ear, "I heard there are four more people like Siye in her family. Can you handle it?"

Since Nakano Yotsuba is one of the targets, maybe the other four are too.

If I'm dating five people at the same time, can I get x5 points?

The key is that they are sisters, and the possibility of them dating at the same time is very high.

If it really doesn't work, take every one you can.

The little dog tilted its mouth and said, "Woof woof woof (yeah, yeah)!"

"Don't worry, you can go to the snack section and pick whatever you want after the matter is done."

The man and the dog whispered to each other and made a plan. Then they looked at each other and smiled.

"Yoshie-san, I'll trouble you to take care of Xiaoha for two days." Kitahara Tsutomu handed the dog leash to Yotsuba solemnly with reluctance.

He wanted to squeeze out a few crocodile tears, but he really couldn't cry.

"Don't worry, Kitahara-kun."

Yotsuba slapped her chest hard.

After watching Yotsuba and Xiaoha leave, Kitahara Takashi opened his memo, ticked "Spend the weekend morning with Yotsuba Nakano", and turned around to go home.

After opening the door, Kitahara Tsuyoshi went straight to the bathroom without getting any clothes.

Anyway, he is the only one at home now.

Little did he know that the moment Kitahara Tsutomu opened the door, his door moved.

The door opens from inside.

A pair of sneaky dog-like eyes emerged from the gap.

After taking a shower for about ten minutes and drying his hair, Kitahara Takashi walked into the bedroom naked.

Opening the bedroom door, Nari Kamikawa was wearing a black bathrobe, lying on the bed with her face in her hands.

The neckline of the yukata is wide open, and the whole shoulder is exposed from the wide neckline, and a hint of white can be seen.

"Wow~"

When he saw that Kitahara Takashi had maintained a well-proportioned figure through long-term fitness and that donkey, Kamikawa Nari's lips were more wavy than AK's, and he couldn't help but blow a hooligan whistle.

She had asked the boys before.

I didn't expect the description to be exactly true.

Kamikawa Nariyi slapped the bed sheet frantically: "Zun, come up, I'm ready."

Kitahara Takashi: “….”

Sometimes, I really feel helpless.

Kitahara Takashi took a step back without hesitation and slammed the door shut with a bang.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of Kamikawa Nari banging on the door angrily was heard from inside.

"Beiyuan Zun, what kind of man are you? You wouldn't even take the cabbage that was delivered to your door for free!"

Beiyuan Zun held the door tightly, not letting anyone open it from the inside, and sneered, "If I take you down, how can I still be free?"

joke.

If he really did it today, he would be trapped by this woman for the rest of his life. He would have to change his name and become her son-in-law.

He doesn't think it's shameful to be a gigolo.

How many people want to eat it but can’t anymore.

The problem is, if he does, what will he do when he goes on dates in the future?

He was about to have sex but still kept in touch with other girls. Nari Kamikawa was so angry that she could open all his lucky bags of fish roe.

It’s not that the rich woman is not attractive enough, but that the system is more cost-effective.

61. Social Death! (Votes Requested)

On a weekend afternoon, the sky was gloomy and it looked like it might rain at any time.

Because of Kamikawa Narii's presence, Kitahara Takashi didn't have to squeeze into the train today, but instead sat in her daily car - the Rolls-Royce Cullinan.

In a luxury car that you were not born with and will never own in your lifetime.

Sitting in the Cullinan, Kitahara Takashi leaned back in his chair, resting his cheek against the car window, listening to what Kamikawa Nari said, but his thoughts inadvertently drifted to his childhood.

His family conditions in his previous life were not bad, but they were not very rich either.

But he was young at that time, and children are more likely to be happy. A green tongue and a pack of Weilong can make him happy for a long time.

When he was in elementary school, there was a classmate in his class whose father was a earthworks man and was very rich.

Once I went to a parent-teacher meeting, and I drove a Land Rover Range Rover.

At that time, Kitahara Takashi was young and didn't know what a car was. He just kept staring at it because it looked so domineering.

When that classmate saw this, he said something that Kitahara Tsutomu will never forget in his life.

"Don't look at it, you can't afford it in your lifetime."

Adults wouldn't show their malice so obviously, but children rarely hide their intentions. Furthermore, that classmate was also spoiled by his family, so he was more likely to speak without restraint.

But precisely because children speak without restraint, what they say is often more hurtful.

At that time, Kitahara Takashi just secretly vowed in his heart that he must work hard to buy this car.

The following year, after so many years of hard work, Kitahara Takashi discovered that he was damn right.

He really can't afford it.

He spent half his life gazing at the faint light on the top of a hundred-meter-high building, but the crying baby on the roof was its owner.

“Zun!!!”

Kamikawa Nari's loud cry pulled Kitahara Tsuyoshi away from his memories.

Kitahara Takashi blinked: "What's wrong?"

"We're here. I called you for a long time but you didn't respond." Kamikawa Narii puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

"I was just thinking about something else, sorry."

Kitahara Takashi smiled at her apologetically.

"What are you thinking about? Tell me."

Kamikawa Narii leaned her head closer.

Kitahara Takashi opened the car door, got out, and stretched himself: "Thinking about how to become rich."

In fact, if it were just about money, he could have just bet all his points on it.

But in Kitahara Tsutomu's eyes, this was the stupidest thing to do.

Compared to money, the skills that refresh from time to time are the most valuable.

And if you just have money, it only means that you are a fat sheep.

He wants money and power.

"Ahem, actually I'm quite rich. Why not consider it?" Kamikawa Nari pretended to be reserved and hinted wildly.

"Definitely next time."

"you said!"

Kamikawa Nari's face lit up with joy. She turned around and walked back, holding her phone to Kitahara Takashi's lips as if it were a microphone. "Hey handsome man, I have an offer here. As long as you nod and say 'I do', you can become the CEO, marry a beautiful and wealthy woman, and reach the pinnacle of life."

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

Before Kitahara Takashi could speak, Kamikawa Nari added, "Hey, you said you would definitely do it next time."

Beiyuan Zun smiled softly: "I said I would definitely agree next time, but I didn't say I would definitely agree. Doesn't that mean I would definitely refuse?"

"Beiyuan Zun!!!"

Kamikawa Narii stood still angrily, hands on her hips, staring at him.

"Why do you keep rejecting me? Am I not pretty enough? Or am I not rich enough?"

Because sincerity is fickle.

Kitahara Takashi never questions sincerity, but sincerity changes rapidly.

After his first love ended, he dated another girl and was loved well by her.

It was just too short.

Kitahara Takashi always remembered the girl who said to him with disgust, "Please let me go." A long time ago, she once asked him cautiously, "Will you leave me?"

When everyone makes a vow, they must really believe it, but later when they break the vow, they wonder how anyone could believe such a thing.

Kamikawa Nari likes him very much now, but what about one year later, three years later, or ten years later?

Kitahara Tsutomu didn't dare to gamble.

I dare not gamble with my future.

After thinking about it, Kitahara Takashi decided to be more direct. Maybe the other party would give up, so he said, "Because you are not my type."

Kamikawa Nariyi was unconvinced and said, "Then tell me, what type do you like?"

"My requirements are not high. I just want long straight black hair, almond-shaped eyes, a swan neck, a small waist, peach buttocks, and wine glass legs. It's simple, right?" Kitahara Tsutomu directly requested the high-end version.

Kamikawa Nari looked at herself, and suddenly raised her slender chin proudly: "Are you sure you are not talking about me again?"

Kitahara Tsutomu was stunned.

He looked at Kamikawa Nari carefully and found that she met all the requirements.

A big departure.

"Tell me, do you like me?" Kamikawa Nari poked him with her elbow and grinned.

Kitahara Takashi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said as if to self-destruct: "Let me just say this, the person I like is Kaguya Shinomiya."

In fact, he didn't like Kaguya Shinomiya at all.

He had never even seen her, let alone liked her.

It's just that he needs a shield now.

This shield cannot be just any one.

Because if she were an ordinary person, Kitahara Takashi couldn't guarantee whether Kamikawa Nari would attack her.

First of all, this person must have a noble status, at least not inferior to the Kamikawa Nari family.

Secondly, the girl must be beautiful and have good temperament, and cannot be worse than her.

Finally, it can’t be the girls around him.

Combining the above points, after much thought, Kitahara Takashi could only think of Shinomiya Kaguya.

He really wanted to bring out Kashiwagi Nagisa and let her attract fire.

But she was afraid that the other party would really self-destruct.

Kamikawa Nari's face darkened, her eyes seemed to be filled with murderous intent, and she stared at Kitahara Tsutomu.

Beiyuan Zun felt uneasy when he was looked at by her and couldn't help but take a step back.

She wouldn't turn love into hate because of this, would she?