Tokyo Rebirth: Start From Picking Up Sayu

Latest website: "Wow! It's actually one hundred thousand. Are you serious? President Kato."

The girl looked at the ten Fukuzawa Yukichi in her hand with a very surprised face.

Yusuke didn't say anything to this, but just looked at her steadily.

The girl understood the impatience in his eyes and couldn't help but stick out her tongue. Then she took out a key from her culottes pocket, inserted it into the keyhole of the door, opened the door and walked in.

What unfolded in front of him was a not-so-long corridor, with a brightly lit room connected at the end of the corner.

There were noisy voices and shouts from inside, both men and women.

"Then please come in and just follow me later. No need to say hello."

"..."

Kato Yusuke nodded slightly, followed her in taking off her shoes at the entrance, and put his sneakers together with a pile of leather shoes of different styles.

"Ah, you can put it in the shoe cabinet, President Kato." The girl pointed to the shoe cabinet she just opened.

Inside were two pairs of mature-style high heels, as well as a pair of uniform shoes commonly worn by students and some other shoes.

Kato Yusuke did as he was told and closed the shoe cabinet.

The two of them walked deep into the corridor together and entered the room with a business-use curtain.

A strong smell of smoke and alcohol rushed into his nose.

In the smoke-filled room is a living room that has been transformed into a bar counter.

A middle-aged woman with heavy makeup was standing behind the bar, chatting and laughing with four men in suits sitting in front of the bar.

Her direction was facing the entrance of the room, so she immediately noticed the two people coming in, and raised the wine glass in her hand to say hello.

"Ah! You're back, Xiaoxiang. Is this your friend next to you?"

After this reminder, the other men also reacted one after another and turned to look at the two of them with faces that were red from drinking.

"Oh~ isn't this Xiaoxiang?"

"Welcome back."

"Sorry for disturbing you."

"How was school?"

"Good evening." Shinjoka didn't look away at this, her expression was very cold, she just used her eyes to signal Yusuke to follow, and then walked towards the stairs in the corner of the living room.

Go up the stairs to the second floor and you will find a room of about 20 square meters.

There is a single bed, a dressing table, a bookcase, a Japanese-style wardrobe, a folding low table placed in the center of the room, a pink cabinet of unknown purpose, and an LCD TV placed on it.

The space, which is not too big, looks full.

Between the dressing table and the diagonal corner of the bed, there is a clothes drying rack under the ceiling, with many girls' clothes hanging on it.

Shintiao Xiang walked in with ease, took off her jacket, and placed it on the chair in front of the dressing table, revealing the white letter-printed short-sleeves underneath, and the conspicuous H cup (G in China) was about to come out.

"Ah, you can sit wherever you like, President Kato."

Kato Yusuke looked around and finally sat down on the chair with his coat on it. Otherwise, he would have no choice but to choose between the ground and the bed.

"Do you want to watch TV?" Shinjoka said, turning on the TV opposite him, then turned around and asked, "So, what do you want to drink?"

"Is it the same as today and the 14th generation?"

"Well, I don't have that kind of high-end goods at home. Soju, beer, cocktails, whiskey and drinks, at most, these are the only ones."

Kato Yusuke thought for a while and replied: "That's whatever."

"Oh~ That's it. Do you want some side dishes?" Shinjo-ka added at this point: "Ah, but there are only edamame and kimchi. For things that are too complicated, you need to use the kitchen. You have to wait until the uncles downstairs leave. .”

"Can."

"Understood~ Then just wait for me. Ah, by the way, can you give me your coat? The sight of those people is quite off-putting."

Kato Yusuke didn't say anything. He handed her the jacket hanging behind him and watched Shinjoka put it on again, then opened the door and walked out.

Not long after, some quarrels came from below.

Then after a while, Shinjoka came back with a tray.

"It's been a long wait~" She smiled and closed the door. Her expression was no different from before, but the aura exuding from her body was a little gloomy.

Kato Yusuke heard the man's comforting voice to the woman coming from downstairs, but he didn't say anything. He watched coldly as she placed the tray on the low table in the center and started to put it away.

"Anyway, the best wine in my house is this bottle of Yamazaki 12. Because it's very expensive, I can only give you one drink, and then I'll drink the rest."

"How much?"

"Eh?" Shinjoka, who was kneeling on the ground, turned his face in confusion. What appeared in front of him was a hand with clear joints, holding a stack of Fukuzawa Yukichi at his fingertips.

"Is this enough?" Kato Yusuke's voice was low, with some irritation in his eyes.

Shinjoka tilted her head, her eyes resting between his face and the money in his hand for a short while, then stretched out his little hand to take the money, his eyes lit up with an inexplicable light.

"Enough is enough. Could it be that President Kato's family is actually quite rich?"

She asked tentatively, but received no answer, so she stopped asking and continued busy after putting the money in her pocket.

First, he filled the glass with ice cubes with a tong, then picked up the whiskey bottle and poured about a knuckle-high amount of liquor into it, and then opened a can of soda with a "pop" and "pop, pop, pop, pop." Pour into the cup until it is nine minutes full.

Finally, take the stirring rod and stir it half a circle to allow the soda water and wine to blend.

Until after all this is done.

"Please use your Highball." Shinjoka held the cup in both hands and handed it over.

Kato Yusuke reached out and took the cup, brought it to his mouth, and took a sip.

The cold liquid enters the mouth, and the carbonic acid bubbles continue to stimulate the tip of the tongue. The slightly sweet taste has a hint of agarwood flavor, which feels similar to the taste of a drink.

He drank slowly in silence, looking at the TV, which was playing cartoons.

Seeing this, Shinjoka didn't ask much. She just sat obediently at the low table, put the coat she took off on the bed, and counted the money she received today while waiting to answer the call.

Sale of used underwear, 8,000;

Being a rental girlfriend, 20,000;

Serve someone a drink, 200,000.

Well, the most important last one is already enough to earn a whole month’s income.

After all, customers who buy original underwear don’t come around every day. Being a rental girlfriend means you have to be far away from home and you’re only available on weekends, so it’s not very stable.

She put her elbows on the table, supported her chin with her hands, and looked at the student council president and national champion behind her without trace. She couldn't help but think of what her father once said:

——"A wallet is not a necessity for girls. There will be men who will pay for it for you."

Gradually became thoughtful.

At this time...

Click, click, click.

With the sound of ice cubes hitting the wall, a sweaty glass was handed over.

"No soda this time."

Shinjoka came back to her senses and nodded happily, "Yes, I understand~"

Then he neatly filled up the bottle of Yamazaki 12 and handed it back.

"Give~"

"..."

Kato Yusuke reached out and took it, taking a small sip first.

The cold amber liquid dripped on the tip of the tongue.

At first, it is rich and sweet, with a slightly clearer agarwood flavor, followed closely by the dry spirit of whiskey, which gives the brain a strong stimulation.

He swallowed it without changing his expression, paused for a moment, then raised his head and drank the rest in one gulp.

Gudu, Gudu...

The raised Adam's apple rises and falls on the slender nose.

It wasn't until the last drop of wine slipped into his throat that he put down the glass and let out a gentle breath.

"Continued Cup."

"Plus soda this time?"

"No."

"Understood~"

Shinjoka took the cup and poured the wine again, and asked casually: "Speaking of which, is the president's hair dyed~? Although you were handsome originally, you look more interesting now and feel cooler. , fascinating~”

"..."

"Should I also dye my hair? I saw a pink-purple color in a hairdresser a while ago, but I didn't know the actual effect, so after thinking about it I decided not to dye it."

"Pour your drink."

"It's pouring, but wouldn't it be boring to drink alone? I think mom always chats with guests like this."

"I just want peace and quiet."

Shinjoka handed over the wine, turned her body towards him, and started talking to herself.

"As you can see, my family is such a bad family. My mother runs a bar at home, dealing with different men every day, and getting drunk."

"Dad also abandoned her because of her behavior, but it's no wonder. After all, no man in the world should be able to accept a woman like her with a corrupt private life, right?"

"I quite understand him on this point. If it were me, I would do the same thing, even though they seemed to have met in a nightclub."

"But it doesn't matter. After I save enough money, I will abandon her, move out by myself, and let her fend for herself here."

"Then I decided to go see my father. Although...I don't remember his appearance anymore, and the only memories of him are only one sentence and his voice, so I had to ask my mother before I left. OK."

As she spoke, she took out a lollipop from her pocket, unwrapped it, ate it, and then continued.

"Actually, I have always wanted to apologize to you for what happened last time, but because President Kato always has a scary expression, I won't dare to approach you anymore."

"Hehe, but it's a surprise to see the president here. Although you look a little degenerate now, you make me feel friendly and feel that the distance has suddenly become much closer."

"I'm sorry about what happened last time, so are you willing to forgive me?"

The room echoed with the sounds of cartoons.

Kato Yusuke drank the wine quietly, handed the empty glass over, and said coldly: "You made the wrong person to sell miserably to. I am not interested in these experiences of yours."

"That's it~" Shinjoka nodded, took the cup and poured the wine, "Then you want to talk about yourself? For the sake of money, I can be a trash can for you to talk to?"

Yusuke continued to remain silent, resting his cheek with one hand and watching the TV boredly, as if he thought the "Tom and Jerry" on the screen was more interesting than her.

A few strands of silver-white hair hang down from the corner of his forehead, casting mottled light and shadow under the light, floating randomly between Yingwu's brows.

He squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was dozing off, but there was an indescribable light flickering in his eyes from time to time, which was a little thick and deep, and he exuded a slight aura of loneliness.

Shintiao Xiang filled the bottle with wine but refused to give it to him.

First, she stared at him and thought for a moment, then moved her body, crawling to his feet like a cat, with her legs wrapped in black cotton knee-high socks close to her buttocks, sitting on the ground in a duck-sitting posture, and Looking up at him.

Kato Yusuke frowned slightly at this, raised his eyelids and glanced at his feet, and asked in a deep voice: "What are you doing?"

Shinjoka gently stretched out her hand and pushed the black hair that fell in front of her face behind her ears. She answered the question inappropriately: "You mean, you gave me so much money, so you don't want to do something else? President~"

As she spoke, she raised her left hand and put it on Kato Yusuke's right knee, then raised her right hand and put it on her left knee, tentatively pushing herself up, slightly raising her chest and leaning on her knees.

Kato Yusuke looked at her expressionlessly, as if he was untouched by the soft touch coming from his knees, but he didn't say anything to stop her.

Seeing this, Shinjoka felt a little certain, and boldly pushed herself up from the ground, and used her tongue to push the stick of the lollipop to the corner of her mouth, bringing it up against her cheek. Then she lowered her head to Yusuke's lips, but was struck by a kiss. Put your hand on your right shoulder and don't get any closer.

She tilted her head in confusion, looked into those indifferent and deep black eyes, then took out the lollipop from her mouth as if she had remembered something, and started talking.

"Ah~ If you are worried about anything, my first time is still there? Whether it is the first kiss or the first night."

"After staying with my mother for a long time, you must at least find the most valuable person to manage your finances. This is one of the few things I understand from her."

Kato Yusuke squinted his eyes slightly, put down his hand, and said silently: "Give me the wine."

Shinjoka smiled brightly, turned around obediently to get the cup, and put the lollipop on the table before returning to him, spreading her legs and sitting on his right knee.

Then he brought the cup to his mouth, frowned and took a sip of wine. Then, while placing the cup on the dressing table next to him, he brought her moist pink lips to his mouth.

——Chirp.

Gudu, Gudu, Gujiu...

A little amber liquid overflowed from between the lips, slid down the smooth neck, and fell on the chest, spreading a small water stain on the clean white short sleeves.

Her lips are sweet, with a hint of grapefruit flavor and smoothness, giving the wine a new taste.

Kato Yusuke drank it, and the dry and spicy feeling in his mouth became slightly sweeter, while Shinjoka frowned, feeling that it was spicy in his mouth and not tasty at all.

The two faces slowly separated, and a very thin water line stretched slightly between the lips and immediately broke off.

"Wow...it tastes really bad." Shinjou Xiang grimaced and stuck out the tip of his tongue, his hands naturally wrapped around the back of his neck, and then breathed out a breath of fragrance.

"Hey, can you be my little wallet? President~"

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