The Kyoto Bubble Era: It started with selling off hundreds of millions of property

The bustling Osaka night market is filled with the intoxicating aroma of decadence. There are all kinds of people flowing on the street. They are dressed in business attire during the day and put on clothes that look extremely retro in the eyes of Kitahara Sosuke at night. They shuttle between various discos and nightclubs. , women are imitating exaggerated eye shadow, while men are spending a lot of money on designer wallets.

He took Norika Fujiwara, who had holes in her stockings, and went straight into the Tomoka shopping mall. People coming and going looked at Norika Fujiwara curiously. The combination of the professional suit and the stockings with holes made people think about it. The little girl blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment. She tightly grasped Kithara Sosuke's clothes and wanted to get into the stockings shop immediately.

She didn't pay much attention to this before coming here, but now that she was being stared at by so many people, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She looked up at the department head, only to find that Sosuke Kitahara was looking at the surrounding shops with great interest, like a novelty boy who had just entered the town. , interested in everything except the girl next to him.

The department head is such an idiot! Fujiwara Norika complained in her heart and walked faster.

After shopping around, Kitahara Sosuke led Fujiwara Norika into a famous brand stockings shop. Inside were all beautifully dressed girls in different clothes. Suddenly a man rushed in, which immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

"How can I help you?" The salesperson smiled and came from the side of the counter and bowed.

"Please help her choose a new pair of stockings." Kitahara Sosuke squinted his eyes and chuckled. This girl was probably very anxious.

Only then did the salesperson see the girl huddled behind Kitahara Sosuke. The former was so tall that she completely covered Fujiwara Norika, who was only a little over 1.5 meters tall.

Seeing the hole in her stockings, the salesperson said "yeah" and hurriedly grabbed Fujiwara Norika and took her to see various stockings.

Fujiwara Norika's black professional stockings are all purchased wholesale at one time. They have the same style, are cheap, and are quite practical.

It was her first time to visit such a famous brand store, and she discovered that there were so many styles of stockings, some with complex jacquards and fine lace, or vivid stripes and fishnet patterns, and some even inlaid with metallic threads and dazzling details. Fake diamonds, so beautiful!

After a while, she was tricked by the salesperson into the fitting room and began to try on various styles of stockings.

Kitahara Sosuke didn't mind. In his previous life, he was not married, but he had many confidantes. He almost knew how to go shopping with women, and he had enough patience.

He stood close to the door, trying not to come into contact with other customers. His eyes were also directed at the various neon signs of the commercial building outside the door, feeling the last bustling scene of the bubble economy era.

The sight of Akina Nakamori everywhere made him sigh with emotion. What a good girl, but she was ruined by a scumbag.

If I remember correctly, on December 31st at the end of the year, Akina Nakamori and Masahiko Kondo will hold a joint press conference. In addition to explaining that Akina Nakamori will continue her acting career, she also took advantage of the situation and apologized to Kondo.

Under questioning from reporters, the two have not given any positive answers to issues such as love and marriage.

It's so infuriating that Akina Nakamori, who committed suicide due to sadness, publicly apologized when it was clearly the fault of the bastard Kondo Masahiko.

While sighing, Fujiwara Norika, who had put on new clothes, was pushed to Kitahara Sosuke by the salesperson.

As soon as she walked out, the girls around her softly exclaimed "Wow". In this era, there is no plastic surgery or photoshopping, and the beauty of girls is all natural.

After some dressing up, Norika Fujiwara became much more charming. She had a good foundation and looked like a TV star.

The professional suit on the upper body was replaced by a dark blue sailor suit, and the lower body was changed into a miniskirt with black knee-high socks, outlining an absolute realm that can make countless men's blood boil.

She lowered her head a little shyly, muttering something like she just wanted to buy stockings.

"Your girlfriend is very beautiful, so I couldn't help but let her try out our new styles. I'm extremely sorry." The salesperson bowed and apologized, then smiled and pushed Fujiwara Norika to Kitahara Sosuke.

Standing together with Sosuke Kitahara, who was dressed in a formal suit and had an extraordinary momentum, the two of them looked like a golden boy, which attracted a lot of admiration.

"Does it feel right?" Kitahara Sosuke was also shocked by her appearance when she first came out, but his expression remained calm.

Fujiwara Norika nodded, then shook her head quickly: "It's too, too expensive, just buy stockings."

This pair of knee-high socks was just a temporary emergency. She still had some reserves at home anyway, so even if the price was a little more expensive, she accepted it.

As for this outfit, she will definitely not buy it!

That price is almost as much as her monthly salary!

"Sir, if you purchase this suit now, we will give you a 10% discount, and it comes with a pair of black stockings!" The salesperson has a very good eye and knows that he should start with Kitahara Sosuke. The young man knows it at the first sight. Not short of money.

Kithara Sosuke waved his hand: "Okay, bring the gift together with the clothes she changed."

"Okay!" The salesperson was secretly happy. She had indeed made the right bet. The man didn't even hesitate and bought the product with great enthusiasm!

"Eh?" Fujiwara Norika never thought of asking the department head to pay for herself. She quickly went to the handbag to pay for it, but over there, the salesperson had already ran back with something.

"Sir, the total is 364,000 yen after discount and zero. Is it cash or card payment?"

"Swipe the card." Kitahara Sosuke took out the card and handed it to her.

After paying, the salesperson handed the bag in his hand to Kitahara Sosuke, then suddenly came closer and said mysteriously: "Sir, the black stockings that come with it are easier to tear~ they won't break holes like this. .”

"Huh?" Kitahara Sosuke didn't react at first, but then he couldn't help but smile, lowered his head and glanced at the gifts.

Good guy, it’s actually a sexy style.

He looked at the salesperson with a "you know it well" expression, chuckled and waved away Norika Fujiwara.

"Here, take it." Kitahara Sosuke threw the bag to Fujiwara Norika.

"Yes! Sorry, I have wasted money on you, department chief." Fujiwara Norika lowered her head and followed him in small steps, her cheeks turning even redder.

Putting on this sailor suit and short skirt, the men on the street cast more eyes on her, making her a little uncomfortable.

"It's okay, it's only a few dollars." Kitahara Sosuke waved his hand grandly. After all, he was the one who caused the holes in her stockings. "Let's go. The izakaya last time was near the Tomoho Shopping Center. Let's walk there."

"Hai Yi!" Fujiwara Norika responded.

Because the style is different from other izakayas, the business here is not as good as other stores. Even during meals, there are not many customers sitting inside.

This was in line with Kitahara Sosuke's wishes. He actually didn't like the noisy environment. After entering the door, he and Fujiwara Norika found a seat facing the TV and sat down. Kitahara Sosuke quickly started ordering.

Not long after they entered, Sakurai Saeko, who had just come out of the Osaka Stock Exchange, also walked in.

Today is a day off. She changed out of her professional suit, wearing a crimson sweater underneath and a black leather coat on the outside. Black cotton stockings below her knees tightly wrapped a pair of long legs, exquisite black leather boots, and her cold cheeks. A little more mature and charming peach scent.

She was tall and beautiful, and as soon as she entered the door, she attracted the attention of many people. At the same time, she saw Kitahara Sosuke and Fujiwara Norika sitting together.

Are you still together on your days off?

She was a little confused and wanted to go over and say hello, but somehow she found a seat that was a little far away from them and where she could observe them.

At this moment, Norika Fujiwara let out a low cry, and Sakurai Saeko immediately looked over.

But it was Kitahara Sosuke who accidentally knocked over the wine glass in his hand.

What's up with him?

Although Kitahara Sosuke's facial expression could not be seen, judging from his actions, he seemed to be frightened.

Their eyes were facing the TV——

"Malta meeting?" Sakurai Saeko looked at the screen and read the words above.