Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 121 What to do?
It was five o'clock in the afternoon, heavy rain and overcast.

The gray Honda parked on the side of the road flashed yellow signal lights in the hazy fog. Yusuke Izuzawa sat in the car and watched a well-groomed, mature and sexy woman walk into the coffee shop. The glass of the coffee shop reflected the warm yellow light in the room. Peaceful, but Yusuke Dezawa outside is not peaceful inside.

Minister Sato wanted to come to this kind of place to meet someone, and he thought that person must be very special.Either her relatives, or her lover.

In the impression of young men and women, the coffee shop is a holy place for dating. It is quiet and gentle, and you can chat for an afternoon with a cup of coffee.

This style of painting seems to be completely inconsistent with the mature and sexy Miho Sato. According to Yusuke Dezawa's usual observations, she never comes to this kind of place, but she still came today, which makes people feel uneasy.

Izuzawa Yusuke stared blankly at the mature woman in the coffee shop who was constantly looking for a figure. He didn't know what he was doing with him today, but maybe he had some hope in his heart, hoping that things were not what he thought.

Sato Miho walked around inside and finally sat down by the window, which was exactly what Dezawa Yusuke meant, he could sit in the car and observe quietly.

When he saw the boy opposite Sato Miho, he couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he was wrong.

A boy younger than himself, although he looked very mature and quiet, his uniform couldn't conceal his youthful taste.

"is it him?"

Perhaps Izuzawa Yusuke's gaze was too straightforward, the boy turned his head and glanced in his direction outside the window, and took this opportunity to see Izuzawa Yusuke's face clearly.

With a handsome face, Izuzawa Yusuke also has to admit that the other party's appearance is very high, which matches Miho Sato.

But he is too young. He is still in high school, but he came here to chat with his minister. Miho Sato is old enough to be the mother of this boy. Thinking of this, Izuzawa Yusuke gave a sigh of relief, thinking that he was thinking too much up.

But the development of things is always unexpected. Sato Miho's attitude towards him is very good, so good that even Izuzawa Yusuke has never seen such a bright smile.

The minister has always been known as a strong woman in the company. She is usually not serious but full of majesty. How can she look like this today?
Izuwa Yusuke kept comforting himself that the boy opposite might be her junior, and only this kind of conjecture would make him feel a little more at ease.

The two in the coffee shop chatted for a while, and Miho Sato suddenly leaned his head over and whispered something in the boy's ear. After speaking, he pursed his lips and smiled. Yusuke Idezawa looked numb. Does this seem like the way elders should treat their backs?
Or is Minister Sato an out-and-out pedophile?A pervert?
But thinking of how Miho Sato took care of him on weekdays, Yusuke Dezawa felt a sense of loss.

Isn't it just good for yourself?Or do you prefer younger ones?

After a while, there was movement between the two in the coffee shop, which cheered up Izuzawa Yusuke. He stared at the two people on the corner in a daze. What was he going to do?
If I remember correctly, Minister Sato came here by car, why did he walk?

He quietly drove the car and followed. He borrowed this car from his father, just to satisfy his curiosity.

Not long after, the two people stopped on the street, Izuzawa Yusuke looked up with a dazed look, and the corners of his mouth were a little bitter.

Guest house
Sato Miho outside the door made an invitation, gentle and considerate, but also impatient, which was completely inconsistent with her usual majestic appearance.

Izuwa Yusuke was limp on the seat and was unwilling to think about anything, his mind was full of Sato Miho taking off his clothes and flirting with that boy.

The elder sister who took care of herself, the minister who cared about others, and the glamorous Sato Miho laughing and courting under others.

His eyes dimmed.

"So. Is that so?"

The light in the room was still on, and Natsume Zehei looked at Miho Sato without speaking, enjoying the dry and warm air from the air conditioner.

"Isn't she your daughter?"

"He picked it up from a woman who was about to be hacked to death." Miho Sato snorted softly, "That woman is not a good thing either. She doesn't know how to restrain herself when she works in the night market, and she doesn't know how she died. Being with that piece of trash is absolutely perfect."

"Great Rush, the enemy is coming?"

"Who knows." Sato Miho took a sip of hot tea, "It's none of my business. At that time, I didn't know that he raised several women outside. I just thought it was just such a daughter, so I simply helped raise it."

Natsume Zehei nodded slightly to clear his mind.

Everything made sense, Miho Sato was not Yumi Sato's mother, and it was only for revenge that she was adopted until now.

"Is there a big change in your opinion of me now?" Miho Sato glanced sideways at Natsume Zehei who was suddenly enlightened, "Do you still think I'm too much?"

"What do you think?" Natsume Zehei chose to answer the question with a question, "I still need to answer this stupid thing?"

"If I hadn't adopted her, she would have died that winter night with her mother closed her eyes." Miho Sato smiled and shrugged, playing with a teacup in her hand, "Maybe she should thank me."

"I don't want to comment on the right and wrong here. In the final analysis, this is a contradiction between you and Yumi. I am not qualified to judge from an outsider's perspective." Natsume Zehei said.

"You can intervene and let me take revenge."

"Oh?" Natsume Zehei frowned slightly.

"Just like her mother did, you marry Yumi and I'll put a bright hat on her head"

Miho Sato stepped forward and leaned against him, her fingers lightly touching Natsume Zeheira's chest.

"Hey, Natsume wants to try the tenderness of a wife. It's cold outside, but my sister is warm here."

Natsume Zehei pushed her hand away and walked out, "If that's all you want to tell me, then tonight can be over."

"Not finished, you can stay for a while." Sato Miho sat down on the bed with a smile, and took off the coat she was wearing. It seemed that the room was a little hot, and her face was slightly rosy.

"Did Natsume forget today's business, and we didn't say a word." She patted the white bed, and the high-necked white sweater slightly undulated with her movements, shaking an attractive shape.

"furnish?"

Natsume Zehei stopped and showed a embarrassed look, as she said, she had something to ask of Miho Sato in this regard.

"If possible, I hope to help me solve it during the Golden Week." Natsume Zehei sat down beside her, "The roof is old and ugly, other than that, I think there are no problems Yes, of course, this needs to be checked by a professional.”

"I understand." Sato Miho nodded, "Now I don't have a contract, Natsume can pay the money first, and I will help you deal with it when I return to the company, and arrange for my subordinates to handle it."

"The money will be delayed for a few days."

"Oh?"

Sato Miho's eyes flickered, "That is to say, Natsume is having some difficulties now?"

"It's hard to say, I've already found a part-time job, and I can give it to you at the end of Golden Week."

"If the money is not in place, the contract cannot be signed."

Sato Miho was lying on the bed, resting her head on one hand, watching him with a smile.

Her waist is slender, but her chest is bigger than Yumi Sato, "What should I do?"

(End of this chapter)