Tokyo: Being coveted by my wife, I just want to play games

The summer is hot and the cicadas are chirping.

At Ochanomizu Junior High School, a tough and domineering white Mercedes-Benz G was parked in the shade of the trees in front of the door.

"That bastard from Hirano, you didn't discuss such an important matter with me in advance?!"

Through the car window, listening to the childish sound of reading on campus, Fujiko Sato drank a soda, angrily biting the straw, her eyes full of anger.

The news that Fuyukawa Che would be suppressed by the Big Three in Hawaii has spread throughout the industry in the past few days. But to be honest, this was not unexpected to her. She also believed that with Fuyukawa Che's ability, it was impossible not to be prepared for this, so she was not too worried about Fuyukawa Che.

What makes her angry is that one of the votes for the [production reduction proposal] was from SATE, and she is the general manager of SATE in the Hawaii Gaming Alliance!

The general person in charge, but she didn’t even know about this kind of thing in advance. Even her work tasks in the past few days have been handed over by the company leaders to the second-in-command in the department.

It was clear that the establishment faction in the company was going to take a stab at her.

"Damn it, you want to transfer me overseas again!"

Sato Fujiko's eyes were filled with anger and aggrievedness. Her contract is still long and her abilities are indeed outstanding. She doesn’t think SATE will take the initiative to fire her. But the position of the head of the headquarters is very critical. The SATE authorities will not allow her, a remnant of the previous dynasty, to continue to sit here. At least they will not let her serve as the head of the headquarters until she is included in the faction.

Since he was reluctant to be fired and could not stay in the headquarters to hold a key position, the most likely option left was to [transfer to the frontier] and then listen to his orders.

bother.

Very upset.

But at this moment, Fuyukawa Cheru's smiling face suddenly flashed in Sato Fujiko's mind.

She was stunned for a moment.

After a long while, she took out a cigarette from her pocket, lit one gracefully, shook her head with a smile, "Hey. No wonder the Chinese people say that Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes. When this kind of problem arises, I, Sato, will be the first to do so. What I thought of was not unwillingness, but that bad guy who really harmed people."

Exhaling a puff of melancholy and coquettish smoke, she raised her eyebrows with her palms, but in the end, a slight smile appeared on her lips.

To be honest, she actually feels that life in the Polish branch is more comfortable. After all, she has the most power in the branch. But the reason why he still works so hard to return to the Tokyo headquarters is to prove that he can definitely get back what he lost. The fight is just for one breath.

It was the same this time, I didn't want to be kicked out of Tokyo like a lost dog again, but this time in addition to frustration and anger, more emotions emerged in my heart, but it was reluctance.

"If I were transferred abroad again, the chances of meeting him would be reduced."

Lowering the backrest of the car and recalling every moment of her acquaintance with Fuyukawa Che, Sato Fujiko locked herself in the car alone and smoked a cigarette, quietly looking at the roof of the car in trance.

Time always passes quickly when your mind is empty.

Not long after, the school bell and the joyful shouts of children gradually began to ring outside the car.

Japanese junior high school students get out of school at around three o'clock in the afternoon. Especially today is Friday. The students are very happy. There are even some first-grade children wearing little yellow hats, which looks a bit like Crayon Shin-chan's kindergarten children. It feels like a kid going to school.

Seeing those lively and childish smiling faces, Sato Fujiko's depressed mood gradually subsided a lot. She opened the sunroof to let out the cigarette smoke, but as soon as the sunroof opened, two lively little lolita ran to the car.

"Sister, you locked yourself in the car and smoked again. Really, you don't act like an adult at all. Hey, hey, don't pull your ears."

As soon as the car door was opened, the strong smell of smoke hit her nostrils. The smile on Sayuri Sato's face, who had a prosthetic leg installed, froze, and then she muttered a few words. But as soon as she stepped into the car, before she could finish her words, her little ear was pinched by Fujiko Sato, who turned sideways, "You've even started educating adults. Don't think of interrupting, and give me the report card quickly."

"It hurts, it hurts, I know~"

After secretly glaring at her sister from behind, Sayuri Sato took out the chemistry test paper from her bag. Not only her, but Nanako Ohara who followed next to her also skillfully put down her schoolbag and took out the test paper.

Why are these two girls so cooperative today?

Fujiko Sato raised his eyebrows suspiciously and looked at Sayuri Sato.

My younger sister Sayuri is a complete academic master, but she is very partial to academic subjects. She is very good in liberal arts subjects, but she has no talent at all in chemistry class, and her grades are very poor.

Normally, there are endless tricks to change something from 70 to 90, or change C to A. She was very afraid that her chemistry class score would be known, but today she had to read the other party's test paper, and it was so easy.

This girl is probably exchanging test papers with Nanazi again!

He was thinking this in his heart, but soon, as the two test papers were in his hand, Sato Fujiko's eyebrows raised slightly.

One has 100 points and the other has 83 points.

My sister can also get a score of 83?

Fujiko Sato looked at Sayuri with strange eyes.

Sensing her very distrustful look, Sato Sayuri bit her upper lip and pretended to be heartbroken. Her big eyes turned to jelly and she said aggrievedly: "What~ Sayuri, in order to celebrate her sister's birthday, specially I crammed in my studies for two weeks, and now I have finally passed 80% in the exam. My sister is still doubting Sayuri. Oh, Sayuri, I don’t want to live anymore.”

"You kid."

Pili Ba La chatted for a while, and was directly listened to by Sato Fujiko.

However, when she heard the word [birthday], she was slightly stunned, and her eyes gradually became gentle.

Some people don't care much about birthdays when they reach their twenties.

Mainly because the older you get, the fewer your friends are and the more distant your relationships become. Most of the time, unless you post something like "Ah~ I'm 18 this year" or "One year older" on social platforms, no one will take the initiative to say happy birthday to me.

The second thing is that at this age, it’s hard to have the kind of close friends you had when you were a student even if you want to go out and have fun, and banquets are not interesting either.

Over time, birthdays didn't matter anymore. In addition, due to internal problems at SATE during this period, she was too busy to put her feet down, and she also forgot about birthdays. However, the family still remembers this day.

Touched, the pressure during this period was already high, but I didn't expect that my sister, who has always been naughty, would show up again. Fujiko Sato was very moved. But at this moment, a chubby little boy ran to the car window and whispered awkwardly: "Sato-chan, can you return the test paper to me? My mother wants to read it tonight."

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Sayuri Sato was obviously a little bully in the class. The fat boy spoke softly, which frightened everyone in the world, but as soon as he said these words, the atmosphere in the entire carriage froze.

"Sister, please listen to me."

Seeing Sato Fujiko lowering her head and clenching the test paper, the "poor" look on Sato Sayuri's face turned into embarrassment. She said comforting words, but her butt had already left the seat and her little hands were already holding her But the moment her white little hand touched the door handle, there was a beep and the car door was locked.