The night between two people is mixed with many complex emotions.

After dinner, Narita Katsu and Yoko went for a walk and went to a bar near Kinkakuji Temple to spend time. Yoko ordered brandy with water, and Narita Katsu ordered scotch whiskey.

It was neither the weekend nor the peak tourist season, so there were very few pairs of guests. Narita Katsu and Yoko looked around carelessly, but their conversation was still unreasonable. Yoko felt that tonight was missing the usual kind of love towards Narita Katsu.

In the atmosphere of self-revelation, Narita Masaru felt that tonight was not as interesting as talking and having fun with Yoko.

It should be said that the two are a good helper in business and a pair of confidants in private. There is no quarrel or any unhappiness. It’s just that Yoko asked Narita Masaru to protect his junior sister, but Narita Masaru refused. Drinking brandy, Yoko

I was slightly drunk, and thousands of words could not help but come to my mind.

Perhaps Narita Katsu is the same at this moment. Both of them are heading for the same goal, but they each have their own difficulties and cannot find a suitable opportunity to solve them.

Time was flowing silently. Maybe Yoko nodded to Narita Katsu and said sorry, and the conflicts and unhappiness between the two would disappear, but Yoko couldn't say this anyway.
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After staying in the bar like this, it was past ten o'clock before I knew it. When I returned to the Japanese garden of the hotel, Narita Masaru got into the outdoor open-air hot spring, leaning against the pool and smoking a cigarette. Yoko was far away.

Looking at him, I felt bored and left.

After taking a shower, her mood became more stable. She walked out of the room and took a look outside. No sign of Narita Katsu was seen. It seemed that tonight was completely over. Yoko felt a trace of regret in her heart, but it was impossible to go to Narita Katsu again.

Knock him at the door.

However, Yoko was not so fragile, and she soon adjusted her mood. If Narita Katsu refused to agree, she had other options. At worst, she could ask a president and gentleman with whom she had a good relationship to serve as Saori's danner.

That child doesn’t know how to refuse, so there is absolutely no problem in taking them back to Tokyo.

But in this way, Narita Sheng would not be able to get the "reward" she deserved from herself, and at the same time she would have to pay the price of being disconnected from Carune. Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing and poured herself another glass of wine.

, drank it leisurely.

Narita Masaru's choice determines where the remaining kindness in Yoko's heart will go.

In the extremely quiet room, only the sound of Yoko's rhythmic knocking on the wooden table echoed. She counted again and again, and was sometimes interrupted by footsteps outside the door. She couldn't help but tighten her body, and then looked around.

I looked around and saw that nothing had changed in the wardrobe next to the bed and the dresser on the side, which made me feel a little relieved.

But Yoko, who had been calm just now, couldn't help but become upset. Suddenly, she felt that Narita Katsu was far away from her, and her breathing became rapid. Until now, she always thought that Narita Katsu had nothing to do with her, and it was just a deep exchange of interests.

It will never be related to emotional elements.

Of course, I am not embarrassed by my identity, and I will never be able to monopolize Narita Katsu.

But thinking about it realistically, this is also Yoko's wishful thinking in the dark night. In fact, many people think that they are not only allies with interests, but also have a deeper relationship. Even if he doesn't want to get entangled, the messy things still prompt him to come.

She is entangled.

"It's so annoying..."

In the darkness, Yoko's eyes were bright and there was no trace of sleepiness at all.

"Dong dong dong!"

Just as she drank another glass of red wine, there was a clear knock on the door, and she staggered over to open the door.

"Have you been drinking?"

Narita Sheng was neatly dressed in a suit, closed the door behind him quietly, and stood where Yoko imagined he would appear. Compared with him, Yoko was wearing a yukata loosely, which reflected the two people's separate thoughts.

Psychology. Tonight, a turning point finally appeared.

"Drink a little."

Is there any sense in wearing a suit after soaking in a hot spring? Yoko secretly complained, but poured him another drink.

"I couldn't let it go, so I came here."

"I came here at the right time. I can't finish the drink alone, so sit down and drink some with me." Yoko had obviously poured wine for Narita Katsu, but Yoko still said this, which seemed to mean that he was buying and selling by force.<

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The two of them sat opposite each other, and the matching quilt in Yoko's hand was shaking gently. At this time, she felt truly carefree, thinking about nothing and worrying about nothing. She was a little drunk.

, Yoko didn’t want to think about the consequences, and said bluntly: “That girl can’t fall into that kind of environment.”

Even if Narita Masaru is asked to do something that she cannot do, she should use a tactful approach. This straightforward approach just retains the willfulness and ego of Yoko when she was just Yoko.

Thinking of this, she felt a little regretful for her rudeness just now.

But Narita Katsu is not an authentic Japanese, and he doesn’t have such a crooked heart. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when Yoko spoke his mind unabashedly.

"That's what I want to say. For me, although this matter is no small matter, it is not impossible. When the time is right, or when the girl retires, I will do it."

Narita Masaru is such a person. Even if Yoko has an unusual and energy-consuming attempt, he will be interested as long as he can get equivalent compensation.

"Doesn't it matter?" Yoko said with a wry smile, her thumbnail digging into the belly of her index finger.

"Yeah."

Narita Sheng is quite determined, and this look seems to have nothing to do with the relationship between men and women.

But now it seems that Yoko cares a lot. Although Yoko has no right to interfere with Narita Katsu's privilege of driving "danna", she feels vaguely uncomfortable. So no matter what his choice is, she puts herself in it

The situation of neither going up nor down. This approach is a bit ridiculous, but it is a subtle mood that she can fully express as a woman.

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At least at this moment, Yoko is not Carune’s Mama-san, she is just herself.

On the surface, she does not interfere, but in her heart she is paying attention all the time. Yoko is not as straightforward as today's fashionable women, but adopts a soft and roundabout strategy. This may be her experience as a geisha and her experience.

A clever trick that only people who are used to men can figure out.

"But let's talk about it first," Narita Sheng sighed softly and continued: "I don't know what will happen after going to Tokyo. That girl's future is in your hands, not mine. I can't feel at ease.

Even though I am a so-called Danna, I will not interfere with her choice. I am just her guide to Tokyo."

At this point, Yoko already understood what Narita Masaru meant. He would not let such an entangled relationship between men and women happen. The reason why he could not reply in time was that Narita Masaru needed a certain amount of time to overcome that hurdle.

He is not a saint. As long as he is a man, he will be tempted by women. There is no guarantee that he will lose control one day. But this object must not be that girl. The person standing behind her is Yoko. If anything happens to her

, essentially sharing the same bed with Yoko.

In this way, Yoko can still hold his hand, use it to blackmail him, and eventually become her slave.

This is not the future of Narita Katsuyasu. If you obey your instinct and enter that near-death trance, it is not a bad thing. However, if you wake up a little, you will feel that this kind of effort is a bit ugly, and at that moment the soul

The infinity will dissipate.

Compared with this, the world of love he yearns for is two healthy and vital bodies lying side by side on the field. As long as they hum a tune casually, the man and the woman can communicate with each other.

This kind of thinking must be said to be naive of Narita Sheng, but this is the only conscience and pure land he has retained in his heart after living in Tokyo for a long time.

"That's what you would say." Yoko was silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking, and then he whispered.

"Such a beautiful girl, anyone who has seen her dance will feel compassion."

"What is your compassion?"

I drank some wine at the bar in the evening, and now I drank red wine. After making my choice, Narita Sheng couldn't help but drink some more, and he was already in a daze.

"My compassion? I was thinking, you came to Tokyo from Kyoto, how did you come here alone?"
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