Chapter 51: Senpai, Please Be My Boyfriend!

"I will, Yumi-chan. So can we set off now?"

Kitahara was quite speechless.

Why did these words sound so off?

Was there anyone who understood the original owner of this house better than he did?

"All right, Senpai. I’ll go report and apply to my supervisor first. Please wait here for a moment."

Matsuda Yumi twisted her slender waist and went to find her leader.

Looking at her curvaceous back, Kitahara thought to himself that if only she did not speak, she would be absolutely perfect.

After a while, a capable-looking middle-aged man came over together with Matsuda Yumi.

The middle-aged man warmly shook hands and exchanged pleasantries with Kitahara, and said he was willing to accompany Kitahara to view the house, saying that Matsuda Yumi had joined recently and had limited professional ability, so he was afraid there might be mistakes.

Kitahara sternly refused.

He could tell that this section chief or whatever he was valued this deal greatly and really wanted to push it through.

He was indeed worried that Matsuda Yumi’s professional ability was insufficient.

But Kitahara did not care about professional ability. He just wanted to go look at the house. If he liked it and the price was reasonable, he would buy it.

As long as they did not dock his junior schoolmate’s commission, it was fine.

Although this junior schoolmate of the original owner was a bit silly, she was still a good person.

...

After leaving the bank with Matsuda Yumi, they got into a taxi.

Matsuda Yumi appeared very excited and happily said to Kitahara:

"Senpai, you gave me so much face! You actually said you believed in my professional ability, but even I don’t think I have any professional ability.

Also, Senpai, your approach was too wise. That Section Chief Miyamoto is no good. If you had let him come along, he definitely would have tried every possible way to trick you into buying this house.

And he looks very upright on the surface, but in reality he’s filthy inside. Many times he tried to take advantage of me. I didn’t let him succeed, so he suppressed me at work."

"Nani? He was actually that shameless? Yumi-chan, how did he try to take advantage of you?" Kitahara was very concerned about this question.

"Nothing more than hinting at me openly and secretly! When taking me out to entertain clients, he’d get me drunk, get handsy, and engage in workplace bullying!

Don’t worry, Kitahara-senpai. I’ve kept my innocence for you. When he tried to get me drunk, I poured it right on his head. When he tried to get handsy, I fought back.

I don’t care about workplace bullying either. At worst, I’ll quit and go back to inherit my family’s bookstore and be the boss."

Matsuda Yumi said with complete indifference.

Kitahara looked at this silly girl who seemed not to care about anything, and discovered that she was not as naive, carefree, and happy as she appeared.

Deep in her eyes there was also helplessness, and a sense of powerlessness toward the darkness of this society.

It was just that she wanted to preserve that innocence and was unwilling to compromise or yield.

Perhaps she too had once felt at a loss in this complicated society, but in the end, she still retained a beautiful yearning for life.

This girl was actually quite interesting.

What a pity. Compared with someone like Sakai Izumi, Yumi was a little lacking in terms of appearance. Kitahara had very limited girlfriend slots, so he was hesitant to use one on her.

And yet, despite that, she was still very cute in her own way—the kind of girl who could make a man’s heart soften without even trying.

More than that, her body could only be described as flawless!

Her breasts were so large and full, straining against her clothes in a way that demanded his attention. Her waist was tight and toned, the kind of waist a man could wrap his hands around and pull close. Her thighs were smooth and thick, shapely and soft, the kind that felt heavenly wrapped around him.

Every inch of her seemed sculpted for pleasure! And Kitahara found his gaze lingering on her more than he wanted to admit.

But then again, considering that her affection for him should be extremely high, it seemed he should give her a chance.

Otherwise, should he list her as the next girlfriend? Let Izumi wait a little longer. Izumi should not be in a hurry!

"Ding! The host’s thoughts are completely correct.

As a admirer of the host, Matsuda Yumi has an extremely high initial favorability, and her thoughts are simple. The host can easily max out her favorability and obtain a total of five special rewards."

Perhaps sensing Kitahara’s inner conflict, the system took the initiative to jump out and give a suggestion.

Hearing this, Kitahara settled the matter.

Since the system also agreed with him doing this, then it definitely could not be wrong.

"All right, System bro, don’t always jump out and startle me. You scared me. I know what to do. Stand down!"

Kitahara used his mind to put the system on standby.

This system was good in every way, except that it always suddenly took the initiative to jump out and speak, which left him somewhat speechless.

When I need you, I’ll naturally ask. Usually, wouldn’t it be better to be a quiet beautiful system?

"Yumi-chan, you’re really something. To be able to defy power and bravely resist workplace bullying, you’re simply a heroine among women. I admire you!"

Kitahara gave Matsuda Yumi a thumbs-up and praised her.

Being able to preserve her innocence for him was very precious. This definitely had to be praised.

If all the girls of Japan were like this, that would be even better.

Matsuda Yumi was very happy to receive Kitahara’s praise. A smile appeared on her face, revealing several white, neat teeth:

"Really? Senpai thinks so too? What a pity so many of my colleagues have fallen, willing to be bullied by those people. Some were even said to have been photographed. Sigh!

Forget it, let’s not talk about these mood-ruining things. Kitahara-senpai, I want to ask, are you willing to date me now? You know, I’ve admired you for many years and have never changed my feelings. Please, just accept me!"

During this meeting, Matsuda Yumi discovered that her feelings for Kitahara Chiki had not changed with time.

From liking him as a person because she read his works, to learning that he studied at the same school as her and was her senpai, and then bravely pursuing him.

Matsuda Yumi felt she really was persistent enough, but it was also worth it.

After not seeing him for so long, Kitahara-senpai was still so handsome, so fascinating. It seemed his personality had become much more cheerful now, no longer so shy. That was good too.

She remembered that before, he had not even dared to speak to her...

Hearing this, Kitahara Chiki’s face felt slightly warm. This was still the first time a girl had taken the initiative to confess to him, and so directly at that.

And she was such a cute, such a persistent girl.

Should he accept, or should he accept?

"Yumi-chan, you know, I usually like staying at home. My writing tasks are also relatively heavy, and I rarely go out. Dating me would be a bit boring. Maybe... we could only go on dates once or twice a week."

It was better to say the unpleasant things upfront. There was a Rina-nee at home. It was not convenient for Kitahara to run out every day to date Matsuda Yumi. Making some things clear in advance was better.

That way, it would avoid misunderstandings later.

Right now he still had no free friend slot in his system, but he could date her first and accumulate favorability.

He really was too embarrassed to refuse!

"Yay! Senpai, you finally agreed to me! Although once or twice a week is a little little, considering your situation, Senpai, I can accept it.

Then Senpai, now we’re in a relationship, right? Should we be a bit more intimate, like holding hands, kissing, hugging, and so on? I don’t have any experience with that kind of thing. Do you, Senpai?"

Her long-cherished wish fulfilled, her dream come true, Matsuda Yumi was very excited.

A blush rose on her pretty face, spreading all the way to the roots of her ears. Her hands did not know what to do. Clearly, she had no experience in love.

Her so-called bold confession was only verbal bravado.

Now that Kitahara had really agreed to her, she instead became shy.

"We can start with holding hands." Kitahara smiled slightly and took one of her small hands.

Matsuda Yumi’s small hand was cool and smooth, very tender, and comfortable to hold.