Kazuya and Chizuru turned their heads simultaneously to look at this beautiful woman with cool features and a figure so hot even her kimono couldn't hide it, and both were stunned.
Especially Chizuru. She never imagined that the person willing to pay fifty thousand yen an hour to rent her would be such a distinguished lady.
Kazuya was also dumbfounded, secretly marveling at his luck today. How could he encounter two top-tier beauties in a row?
Mrs. Yukinoshita glanced at the stupefied Kazuya, casually tossed out a ten-thousand-yen bill, and then said to Chizuru succinctly:
"Come with me."
Although he'd had money thrown in his face, Kazuya wasn't angry… for such a beautiful lady to be willing to throw money at his face was his honor.
But even so, he couldn't help but feel puzzled and asked Chizuru: "Who is this..."
"I-I'm sorry, Kinoshita-kun... this lady also wants to rent me. Next time, can we meet next time?"
Chizuru bowed in apology.
Originally, the price of fifty thousand yen an hour had already tempted her greatly.
And now, feeling the oppressive pressure of a superior emanating from Mrs. Yukinoshita, she was even more afraid to refuse.
Hearing this, even Mrs. Yukinoshita's cool personality nearly cracked.
Just like a professional in this line of work, leaving a hook for the other party before leaving.
Kazuya couldn't help but show a disappointed expression, but still managed to squeeze out a smile and said dryly:
"It's okay, there will be other opportunities... hehe."
Then, watched by Kazuya, Mrs. Yukinoshita and Chizuru walked out of the coffee shop one after another. A black luxury sedan was waiting at the door.
After getting in the car, Chizuru was even more surprised.
She simply couldn't understand… why would such a rich and beautiful lady want to rent her?
"Um... Ma'am, where are we going?"
After the car had been driving for a while, Chizuru finally couldn't help but ask.
But Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't answer.
Helpless, Chizuru could only sit awkwardly. Before long, the car drove into an imposing Japanese-style residence.
A servant opened the car door, and Chizuru got out. Before she could even take a look around—
"I've brought the person back for you."
That beautiful lady spoke.
Chizuru looked up and was instantly frozen with fear.
Standing there was her other classmate… Nishikawa Makoto, the one who had committed murder in public two days ago.
As Chizuru was shocked, she saw Makoto crook his finger at her, signaling her to come over.
Looking at the bodyguards who had already blocked the gate, Chizuru could only brace herself and walk forward, pretending not to recognize Makoto, and reluctantly squeeze out a professional smile:
"Hello, sir. I'm rental girlfriend, Mizuhara Chizuru. How may I assist you?"
Makoto looked her over with interest for a moment, then spoke:
"Go take a shower first."
As soon as he said this, Chizuru's expression changed dramatically.
Although she was still inexperienced, she wasn't that innocent.
If a man rents a girlfriend and tells her to take a shower the first time they meet, what he wants to do next went without saying.
"Th-This... sir, our line of work has clear rules against physical contact. If you don't believe me, you can check the agreement..."
Before Chizuru could finish, Makoto interrupted:
"One hundred thousand."
"No, sir, we really can't—"
"Two hundred thousand."
Makoto interrupted again.
"Sir, please don't pressure me. I really won't do that..."
Chizuru tried to resist, but her voice grew smaller and smaller.
"Three hundred thousand."
When Makoto said this number, Chizuru fell completely silent.
The reason she had gone into this line of work was because her grandmother, Ichinose Sayuri, urgently needed surgery for lung cancer. The doctor said at least three million yen was needed to start.
If she could get three hundred thousand yen, she could at least cover the hospitalization expenses in the short term.
Seeing her fall silent, Makoto smiled:
"This is a now-or-never opportunity. Do you think anyone besides me would offer such a high price?"
Makoto didn't continue raising the price, even though it wasn't his own money.
Is your skin made of gold, or are your knockers made of diamond?
Chizuru was silent for over two full minutes before silently following the servant's guidance to the bathroom.
Then, the faint sound of washing water came from over there.
"Good work."
Makoto left three words for Mrs. Yukinoshita, stretched, turned, and walked towards the bedroom.
Watching his back, Mrs. Yukinoshita pressed her lips together but said nothing.
But somehow, she inexplicably felt uncomfortable.
A short while later, Chizuru walked into the bedroom wrapped in a towel.
As soon as she entered, she nearly fainted from shock.
A severe case of megalophobia was triggered.
And just then, a layer of white smoke rose from her body, and she directly transformed from 'Mizuhara Chizuru' back to 'Ichinose Chizuru'.
Clearly, her mental state had been impacted, causing the Transformation Technique to be forcibly released.
Any Ninjutsu relies on Chakra Flow.
Once hit by a mental shock, the flow of Chakra becomes disordered, and the Ninjutsu is naturally forced to be released. For a weakling like Chizuru, it was normal to have her transformation forcibly released after being slightly scared.
"Eeeeh!?"
Discovering her Transformation Technique had been released, Chizuru was startled and instinctively covered her face.
The next second, she heard Makoto across from her say calmly:
"Don't bother covering. Do you think I didn't recognize you?"
Chizuru lowered her hands and looked at him in disbelief.
Makoto stretched: "Stop wasting time. Come here."
Seeing Makoto crook his finger again, Chizuru pressed her lips tightly together.
She knew she had no choice left. As she walked over, she unwrapped the towel from her body.
Then—
From the Yukinoshita Family's master bedroom came Chizuru's cries that sounded like a mix of laughter and tears.
It made Mrs. Yukinoshita, waiting in the living room, inexplicably agitated.
One hour passed...
Two hours passed...
Three hours...
Mrs. Yukinoshita was astonished.
'No, even if Nishikawa Makoto's physical fitness was that good, could that little girl still hold on?'
As a married woman, and already the mother of two daughters, Mrs. Yukinoshita had a good eye in this area.
She could tell that the little girl was still intact.
How could she last so long?
But what Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't know was that Chizuru's body had also been modified by the Reincarnation System.
Although the human body in the Naruto World couldn't be compared to the One Piece World, it was still not something people in this everyday world could compare to.
Besides—
The price of three hundred thousand yen an hour was too high. How could she not use all three holes?
In the master bedroom, Makoto let out a long breath, looking at the cream puff-shaped, twitching Chizuru, and expressed great satisfaction.
Speaking of which, the original Kinoshita Kazuya had spent almost two million yen on this woman, and all he got was a kiss?
He had spent less than half that price and turned her into a cream puff—
Thinking about it this way, it felt quite cost-effective.