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

This made Kaguya Shinomiya, who had already reached for her phone, stunned.

But soon, she understood.

The other party must be worried that the crazy woman Kamikawa Narii would hurt him, so he took her away first.

Yes, that's right.

Unexpectedly, it's quite thoughtful.

63. Add a little more! (Please vote)

From the bosozoku of the Showa era to the streets today, riders can be seen everywhere, young and old.

Motorcycles in Japan have transcended the definition of a simple means of transportation and have formed their own unique culture.

"Sir, we'll let you know when the car is ready."

At the car dealership, Kamikawa Narii crossed her arms, her face still long, as if someone owed her money and refused to pay it back.

However, judging from the unconsciously upturned corners of her mouth, it seemed to indicate that her mood was not as bad as it looked.

On the other hand, Kitahara Tsutomu looked a little dazed.

He still doesn't understand why, because before he stepped into the car dealership, he had clearly planned to spend no more than 400,000 yuan on the car.

But with Nari Kamikawa saying, "Just add a little bit and it will go up," and "Why not increase the budget a little~," I ended up paying 74.9 yen and bought a CBR250RR, a small-displacement dream car for racing.

If Kitahara Tsutomu hadn't paid the money in time, he would have probably spent all his wealth to buy R1 after being persuaded by her.

As expected, you really can’t ask your friends to help you look at a car when buying it.

Nari Kamikawa is even better at brainwashing than salespeople.

But this is a common engine problem.

Beiyuan Zun was the same in his previous life. He originally planned to buy a car for commuting within 100,000 yuan, but after looking at several cars, he was not satisfied with any of them and decided to increase the price and change it to a Xingyue L. As he looked around, he ran to the Audi area, and finally he inexplicably bought a BMW 3 Series.

Directly turn the full payment into a down payment.

"What are we going to do next?" Kamikawa Narii suddenly asked.

"Oh, oh, whatever."

Kitahara Takashi was still a little dazed.

"you said!"

When Kamikawa Nari heard this, a cunning look flashed in her eyes. She dragged Kitahara Takashi to a hair salon, pushed the door open and shouted, "Master, give him a buzz cut."

I told you to stand next to Kaguya Shinomiya.

I asked you to speak up for Kaguya Shinomiya.

This is the price of angering me.

The master asked again with some uncertainty: "Are you sure you want to shave your head?"

Japanese guys are very particular about their hairstyles. You hardly see guys with short hair here, most have long hair. And almost everyone uses hairspray.

Boys who work in sales outside take care of their hair almost every day just to leave a good impression on others.

Unless you're asking for forgiveness or are a member of a sports club, basically no one shaves their head.

Kitahara Tsutomu is so handsome that he really can't bear to take action against him.

What a great hatred.

"Forget it, I'll do it."

Kamikawa Narii thought the other party was being too nagging, so she pushed Kitahara Takashi down on the chair, put a barber's apron on him in a serious manner, and picked up the electric clipper and started clipping him with a "click!" "click!"

It took less than five minutes. Kamikawa Nari looked at the handsome guy with a buzz cut in the mirror. His deep facial features and rough and thick eyebrows were no longer covered by hair, but instead looked more tough and handsome. He looked refreshing and clean. She fell into deep thought.

No.

Other men with crew cuts are prisoners in labor camps.

How come you become Guan Xi when you get here?

So, you are just handsome?

"Have you calmed down?"

Kitahara Tsutomu picked up the hair dryer and blew it casually on his head to blow away the broken hair. He touched his buzz cut and felt quite comfortable.

In fact, Kitahara Takashi shaved his head.

Wearing a wig in the hot summer almost gave him prickly heat.

"No."

Nari Kamikawa was not as happy as expected, but rather a little depressed.

Not to mention the pleasure of revenge, but Kamikawa Nari could clearly feel that ever since Kitahara Tsuyoshi shaved his head, the married women in the hair salon had been looking at Kitahara Tsuyoshi with hatred in their eyes.

She even knew one or two of them.

"What are you looking at? Don't you have husbands?" Kamikawa Nari glared at them one by one fiercely.

Did you know you were married?

Are you being worthy of your husbands by doing this?

"Rii, look at what you said, domestic pigs are not as fragrant as wild boars." A woman who seemed to know Kamikawa Narii teased.

"Don't you think so, Mrs. Sawamura?"

"Ah yes."

Sayuri Sawamura, who was recording herself doing her daughter's hair, was a little overwhelmed when her name was suddenly called, and responded subconsciously.

[Ding, detected] 'Shut up.'

This time, without waiting for the system to finish speaking, Kitahara Tsutomu told it to shut up without hesitation.

Every time he thought he had figured out the system's bottom line, the system would always refresh its lower limit in real time.

Even married women are not spared.

Don’t call it a substitute system anymore, just call it Cao Zei.

Other things are fine, but I can’t tolerate beating a married woman to death.

Because she might really be beaten to death by her husband.

Besides, accompanying a married woman is not as good as accompanying a young girl.

You can take little girls shopping and hold hands with them and they will be satisfied.

Aunties can’t do that.

They have all tasted meat and are at an age where they are as ferocious as wolves and tigers.

They not only need you to provide emotional value, but also to meet their physical needs.

By then, who knows who will be playing whom.

Besides, it would be a huge loss if I gave it to a married woman for the first time.

You know, a boy’s first time is also very precious.

A little-known fact: In ancient nightclubs, young chickens were given red envelopes.

"You, you guys!"

Kamikawa Nari was so angry.

If it were someone of the same generation, she would have scolded him long ago.

Unfortunately, the person standing in front of her is her elder, so she can't be too rude.

She was so angry that she threw the money out of her wallet and dragged Kitahara Tsuyoshi out.

Before being dragged away, Kitahara Takashi stuffed the ten thousand yuan note into his pocket in a flash, took out two five-hundred yuan coins and threw them on the table.

He found that these rich people seemed to particularly like to spend ten thousand without asking the price.

This is true for Shijo Maki and Kamikawa Nari.

I really can't stand them.

Next time please slap him in the face thank you.

*

"You must be so happy." Kamikawa Nari took Kitahara Takashi to a corner, pushed him against the wall, and looked up at him like a grumpy little beast.

"Why are you always so angry?"

“It’s not because of you.

Kamikawa Nari glared angrily at the man in front of her.

Just imagine, if your wife is being thought about by many men all day long, how can you be in a good mood?

Kitahara Takashi looked at Kamikawa Nari's expression of irritability and anxiety. He thought for a moment, then reached out and touched her silky hair, and advised again: "Stop it now, there's still time."

There's no point in wasting time on him.

He also didn't want to keep Kamikawa Nari hanging.

"Don't meddle in the affairs of beautiful girls."

Under the caress of Kitahara Tsutomu's palm, the girl, whose expression had gradually relaxed, slapped his hand away when she heard his words.

She turned around and walked less than two meters before backing away.

"?"

Kitahara Tsutomu looked at her in confusion.

Kamikawa Nari reluctantly extended her hand, interlocking her five fingers with his, and said sullenly, "I forgot to hold your hand."

Kitahara Takashi couldn't help but laugh at her cute appearance.

"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh." Kamikawa Narii raised her eyebrows and pretended to be fierce, but now she looked more like a Pomeranian baring its teeth at its owner.

"Okay, where do you want to go next?"

"How about a couple's hotel? I heard the beds in a couple's hotel are quite big, so you can just sleep right away when you're tired."

"If you say that again, I'm going back."

"Hmph!" Kamikawa Nari snorted coldly, then pointed at the crowd gathered not far away and said, "Let's go over there and take a look."

"Okay."

*

The dressing room door was pushed open from the inside, and a man with dark glasses and a stubble on his chin came in and said to the girl sitting in front of the makeup mirror, "Are you ready, love?"

64. What do you want? (Votes needed)

"Hey, little brother, buy one."

On the bustling streets, you can find flyers and tickets from underground idols almost every few meters.

In order to sell tickets, these underground idols will do anything.

Just now, Kitahara Takashi saw a girl squatting in a cardboard box, handing out tickets pitifully. She was really trying hard.

Kitahara Takashi didn't look at the underground idol, ignored her and Kamikawa Nari, and walked straight to where a large group of people gathered.

As they got closer, they discovered that the mall was holding a "singing competition".

It’s called a singing competition, but in fact it’s just you singing and then the machine scores you.

There are small gifts for participation.

The final winner can choose a gift from the grand prize to take home.

Kitahara Tsutomu took a quick look and found that the so-called grand prize was actually very ordinary.

The most valuable item among them is probably the 10,000 yen shopping voucher.