Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 128 Fake wine harms people
midnight.

There was a light on in the teacher's office.

Shimamoto was sitting in the leather chair in his office, swaying his glass of red wine and enjoying the night life.

As the director in charge of performance.

Although Shimamoto's position is not high, he is a popular figure among teachers. Many female teachers throw themselves at him, and he receives countless red envelopes in private.

There is plenty of money to be made and it's an idle job, so it can be said that there are a lot of people who are jealous.

But those people are just envious. After all, Shimamoto will always occupy this position. Who can blame him for having an uncle in a high position?

'Knock knock—'

A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts.

"Come in."

Shimamoto said casually. Through the reflection of the light from the glass window, he could see the rosewood door behind him open, and a female teacher in her thirties came in from behind. She had red lips, a fair face and a graceful figure.

The female teacher had her hair tied up and wore a short suit that highlighted her graceful figure.

"Director Shimamoto."

"Ms. Matsuda." Shimamoto stood up, revealing his short stature, a look of just the right amount of surprise on his face. "Why are you here?"

"Is what you said this morning true?"

This beautiful mature woman named Matsuda twisted her hips and gently bit her teeth.

"what?"

"That's it. Job title."

Seeing him playing dumb, the beautiful mature woman couldn't help but stamp her feet, causing her body to shake.

He couldn't help but laugh and said, "So it's for this matter. Since I promised you, I will definitely give it to you."

"Really? That's great!" The beautiful mature woman opened her seductive red lips, walked forward happily, and kissed him.

"It's just that."

Shimamoto sighed again and glanced at the woman's chest. "A lot of female teachers have been performing very well recently, and I'm under a lot of pressure."

The beautiful MILF nodded shyly and whispered, "You're under a lot of pressure, you should release it, Director Shimamoto."

"Does Mr. Matsuda have any good ideas?"

"Of course."

The beautiful mature woman pursed her lips and crawled under the desk.

Shimamoto stretched comfortably. A minute later, the beautiful mature woman came out from under the table with a seductive look in her eyes: "How do you feel?"

"That's right. Lie down on the table. I'll take my time. The drug hasn't taken effect yet."

"it is good"

A hint of disgust flashed in the beautiful mature woman's eyes, but her face was submissive, and she obediently turned her back to Shimamoto.

"Director, please be gentle."

"Spread your legs!"

"Do not talk nonsense!"

Shimamoto was about to take off his pants when a phone call suddenly rang. He frowned and felt annoyed.

You are really ignorant.

But when he saw that the name was his uncle, he quickly suppressed all his dissatisfaction and answered the phone, "This is Shimamoto."

The person on the other end started cursing, "You bastard, who have you offended lately?! Go over there and apologize!"

"what?"

Shimamoto was stunned for a moment. He swallowed and whispered, "What happened?"

"What happened? You're going to die!"

"Pack your things and get over here! The Ministry of Education is here to investigate! They're specifically looking for you! Don't get me into trouble!"

The roar was enough to prove how angry the person on the other end of the phone was, and it also meant that the matter was quite serious.

The phone was on speakerphone, so Mr. Matsuda naturally heard what was said and his expression suddenly changed.

She just gave so much and did it on her husband's back.

But just when he was about to sacrifice himself, he collapsed?

"Asshole!" She cursed as she put on her dress. "You bastard! You didn't have the ability, yet you asked me to come here! I'm going to sue you for sexual harassment!"

"you!!"

Director Shimamoto was so angry that he didn't expect that the beautiful mature woman who was so timid and submissive just now would change her expression so quickly.

Before he could curse, Matsuda kicked him over with her high heels: "You fat pig! If you don't want to go to the police station, give me money and I'll call the police!"

For a while.

Shimamoto was kicked to the ground, looking a little dazed.

What on earth happened? I didn’t do anything, so why was I being investigated for no reason?
He walked out of the office in a daze and came to his uncle's house, where he found that people from the Ministry of Education were already waiting there. They were all wearing formal uniforms. Shimamoto had seen one of them on TV.

Kensuke Kamae.

Although he doesn't appear often on TV, for people like them, he is a big shot that they have to know.

"Mr. God."

Shimamoto forced a smile and went to meet him, but was met with a cold face from Kensuke Kamizawa: "Are you Shimamoto?"

"Yes."

Kamizake Kensuke nodded and smiled, "You came quite quickly. Take it away."

"Wait - your Ministry of Education has no right to arrest people!" Shimamoto shouted hurriedly.

"This matter is indeed not our business, but the Metropolitan Police Department has received reports from many female teachers, as well as the Financial Services Agency. It seems that you and your nephew have secretly amassed a lot of wealth in the name of the school." Kensuke Kamizawa said, also a little surprised.

By catching a small fish or shrimp, I somehow managed to gain some credit for myself.

Shimamoto's legs went weak, knowing that he couldn't escape. It didn't matter if he had affairs with women, but if any one of his uncle's deeds were exposed, he would be sentenced to more than ten years in prison.

He knew he couldn't escape, but he still wanted to be clear-headed. He looked up and said in despair, "Who is messing with us?"

Kensuke Kamizawa ignored him and said, "You don't deserve to know."

"take away!"

Teachers' apartment.

Kitahara received a text message.

The sender is Kensuke Kamizawa.

Unexpectedly, everything was done in less than an hour. Kitahara was surprised and thought to himself that the civil servants in Tokyo were very efficient.

He had just dropped Asuka off at home and had already taken care of everything without even leaving the house.

"Excuse me, Section Chief Kamizane."

"It's our duty to say these things and do what they say."

"loyalty!"

"."

Kitahara turned off the phone and looked at the female teacher slumped on the sofa, feeling a little at a loss.

After drinking.

It is best to have someone to take care of you. No one knows whether the drunkard will wake up. It sounds ridiculous that someone could accidentally fall and die, but there are many cases like this.

The lights were off in Sayuri's apartment.

I guess he fell asleep.

He didn't want to disturb the cold female teacher. She was pregnant and should take better care of her health.

Then, you can only take care of yourself.

"Water, water"

Asuka Kousaka bit her lips, her cheeks flushed, and she kept calling out. Her voice was charming, as if she was seducing people.

Kitahara went to the kitchen and turned on the light.

Pour a cup of hot water, find the remaining honey, stir it well and hand it to Asuka Kousaka.

Her lips were tightly closed, and Kitahara gently pinched them, but accidentally slipped inside.

The fingertips were covered with warmth.

[Boo——]

He pulled out his fingers, which were covered with saliva. Of course, they didn't smell bad, and even had a unique smell of alcohol.

However, it was the kind of fruity wine smell, not too stinky. It seemed that the beauty's whole body was fragrant.

"Water" Asuka is still calling.

"Here it comes." Beiyuan gave her some honey water to drink. Halfway through, the second lady choked.

Beiyuan quickly helped the man up and patted his back gently.

It was also at this time that the beautiful teacher opened her eyes. She saw the familiar ceiling and the man sitting beside her, looking at her with his clear eyes. She was in a trance for a moment, slightly immersed in the other's beauty.

Women actually value appearance more, and Kitahara just happens to have a handsome face that can make Asuka's heart flutter.

"Kitahara?"

"Why are you here?"

Asuka Kousaka was dazed and still confused, thinking she was dreaming.

She stared at Beiyuan hazily for a few seconds, suddenly walked forward and sniffed him, then kissed him.

"?"

Kitahara's eyes widened.

On the one hand, he didn't react, and on the other hand, the female teacher actually kissed him on the lips.

But it just broke apart at the first touch.

"It's just a kiss."

Asuka Kousaka licked her lips. Her lips were bright red, and some lipstick was still stuck on Kitahara's mouth.

Afterwards, Asuka Kousaka tried to unbutton Kitahara's pants awkwardly, but Kitahara held her hands down.

He only said two sentences.

The first sentence: "This is not a dream."

The second sentence: "Teacher, please respect yourself."

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Asuka Kousaka was confused for a while, and suddenly stopped moving. Her already rosy cheeks seemed to become even redder.

Beiyuan is not very clear about the specific differences.

I just felt her eyes flicker.

Asuka Kousaka suppressed her inner shame, rubbed her eyes, lay back down, and pretended to be asleep.

After a while, about ten minutes, when Kitahara started playing with his phone, he pretended to have just woken up: "What time is it now?"

"Nine forty at night."

"My head hurts, is there something wrong with this wine?"

"My uncle wouldn't harm anyone with fake wine."

Kitahara hesitated, somewhat unsure.

The headache is caused by the high content of fusel alcohol in the wine. This situation is common in wine brewed by farmers, and the fusel alcohol content is not tested.

Logically speaking, Kitahara Harutaka has a high status and position, so he wouldn't do such a thing. As a judge, he shouldn't be so stingy, right?
After hesitating for a moment, he made a decision.

"I'll give you a massage. If you don't feel well, go to the hospital."

It is not uncommon for people to be admitted to the hospital due to drinking.

If it's really as serious as she said, it's better to go and take a look. Kitahara is extremely concerned about Sayuri's best friend.

"Hospital, actually there's no need, I just need to rest for a while."

"Don't argue with me about this."

"Fine."

Asuka Kousaka's eyes flickered.

She had just kissed Kitahara mouth to mouth. Although Kitahara thought it was an accident, it wasn't.

'Gulu.'

Asuka Kousaka tightened her legs.

As the second daughter of the Kosaka family, she had actually been to clubs and tried to get to know gigolos, but these people could not give her pleasure.

What she longed for was a sense of guilt.

"I'm a bad woman."

Asuka Kousaka thought so.

"We can't do this anymore."

This was Asuka Kousaka's second thought.

But her body didn't listen to her.

"Just press it."

As she spoke, she added, "Be quieter. My voice might wake up Sayuri next door."

"."

Kitahara felt that this woman was too dramatic.

Asuka Kousaka was lying flat on her back, her beautiful body pressing against the sofa. It seemed that her clothes were too thin, so even her shape was exceptionally realistic.

The buttocks are tall and round, and the two fleshy petals are outlined in a graceful arc by the evening dress. Following the curve down, you can see the light blue lace fabric, which is even transparent.

Beiyuan had to admit that the second young lady was indeed quite pretty.

I'm very curious about what kind of charming person Miss Kosaka is, who controls all the assets of the Kosaka family.

Judging from the genes, it should be pretty good.

Of course, Kitahara was just curious. If he could see her, he would see her. If he couldn't, it didn't matter. He gently pressed his fingers on Asuka Kousaka's temples, rubbing them repeatedly to soothe the female teacher's pain.

Kitahara wasn't sure if it was effective or not.

After all, Chinese medicine is an empirical theory. Everyone feels differently, so the effects will naturally be different.

Kitahara pressed for a while, and seeing that Asuka Kousaka's expression had slightly eased, he asked, "Teacher Kousaka, how do you feel?"

"is acceptable."

Asuka Kousaka felt a little comfortable.

This feeling of being served has actually happened more than once or twice, but it depends mainly on the person.

It feels great to let your best friend's boyfriend serve you.
"We can increase the intensity appropriately," she hinted.

Beiyuan cooperated for a while, but not for long. He didn't believe that this thing was effective, and it only relieved his headache.

He stopped and said seriously: "If you still feel uncomfortable, I will take you to the hospital."

"no need"

Asuka Kousaka shook her head repeatedly. It would be embarrassing if the check-up turned out to be nothing wrong.

"I'm leaving."

"what?"

Seeing him stand up, Kousaka Asuka was a little flustered and followed him to the entrance. "It was so sudden, I... I didn't treat you properly."

"We are so familiar with each other, do we still need to entertain each other?" Beiyuan smiled.

"Is there something wrong? Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Asuka Kosaka couldn't help but try to persuade her to stay. After she finished speaking, she coughed again and said, "I think you've been drinking too. Why don't you wait until you're sober before going back?"

"I won't bother you anymore, just have a good rest."

Kitahara said, changed his shoes, and opened the door to the apartment.

The moon today is quite bright. Standing at the door of the apartment, I can feel the bright moonlight shining in. Looking forward along the apartment, the sparkling thing in the distance is Ochanomizu.

Kitahara stood at the door for a while.

There was no purpose, just to enjoy the scenery. He especially liked doing this kind of meaningless thing before the system came.

It's pointless, but interesting.

Before facing the evil girl, calm down and enjoy the fun.

Kitahara stood at the door for a while, and Kousaka Asuka also opened the door and stood at the entrance looking at him.

"gone."

"Have a safe trip, and be careful on your way back." Kousaka Asuka said quickly.

"Oh, right."

"What's wrong, Kitahara-kun?"

Beiyuan stopped and thought for a moment, then hesitated and said, "It's better to snore when you pretend to sleep next time."

"?"

Asuka Kousaka was stunned for a moment, and the expression on her face changed from sunny to cloudy.

Did he see it? !

(End of this chapter)