Zongman: I became the Prime Minister in the world of science

Kita-ku, Tokyo is a relatively remote area, and there are no high-end hotels nearby. Even the best hotel only costs 10,000 yen a night.

This price is already very cheap in Tokyo.

Toru Fujiwara supported the drunk Shizuka Hiratsuka, registered at the front desk, took the room card and walked upstairs to open the door.

The hotel room is relatively small, which is also what Toru Fujiwara has always criticized, always feeling that Japan is too petty.

Even those expensive hotels, in his opinion, the room area is stretched to the limit.

“”Ms. Hiratsuka, we are in the hotel room. Can I help you to rest on the bed?”

When they arrived at the hotel room, Fujiwara Toru was quite gentlemanly. He just held Hiratsuka Shizuka’s slender waist with his hands and did not do anything to her.

His movements were even quite ‘immature’, and he seemed a little shy and unaccustomed to it.

“I…I think……”

Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was drunk and had a strong smell of alcohol, muttered

“What are you thinking about?”

“I want to vomit……”

Fujiwara Toru frowned. It was disgusting even if a beautiful woman vomited. He quickly helped Hiratsuka Shizuka to the bathroom, and asked her to kneel in front of the toilet, while he gently patted her back.

Hiratsuka Shizuka held the toilet and retched, but she didn’t vomit at all after vomiting for a long time.

Seeing this, Fujiwara Toru helped her up again, walked through the corridor at the entrance, took off her coat and high heels, and let her lie down on the bed gently.

Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was lying on the bed, was drunk and looked like she was still conscious. She fumbled in her trouser pockets, took out her mobile phone, and covered her head and said:

“Fujiwara-kun, add me on Line? I’ll pay you back later.”

When they were paying for the room downstairs, Shizuka Hiratsuka was too drunk, so it was Toru Fujiwara who paid for her.

Shizuka Hiratsuka opened Line with trembling fingers, pressed the QR code, and threw the phone to the bed.

Seeing this, Toru Fujiwara had no choice but to pick up her phone, then opened his own phone and added each other as friends.

“Ms. Hiratsuka, I’ll go back first. Is it okay for you to stay here alone? I’ve put the trash can next to the bed for you. If you want to vomit, it’s best to vomit in the trash can.”

As he said this, Toru Fujiwara picked up the trash can under the table at the end of the bed and gently placed it on the head of the bed.

Shizuka Hiratsuka covered her eyes with one arm and murmured”hmm”.

Toru Fujiwara covered her with a little quilt, he got up and walked out of the room directly, leaving Shizuka Hiratsuka alone lying on the bed.

Just when Shizuka Hiratsuka was wondering why Toru Fujiwara didn’t turn off the lights or close the door, Toru Fujiwara came back from outside the house.

He was holding a box of milk in his hand. When he helped Shizuka Hiratsuka into the house, he saw milk being sold in a vending machine in the corridor.

Toru Fujiwara put the milk on the bedside table and said,”When you are sober, drink a glass of milk to sober up. If you have anything, just send me a Line message. Then Miss Hiratsuka, good night.”

After saying this, Fujiwara Toru seemed to think that Hiratsuka Shizuka was drunk and would not answer, so he turned off the lights and only turned on the light in the entrance hall, so that when Hiratsuka Shizuka woke up in the middle of the night, she would not fall because there was no light in an unfamiliar place.

After doing this, he walked out of the room again and closed the door quietly.

Back in the corridor, Fujiwara Toru bought a bottle of sugar-free drink from the vending machine and drank half of it in one gulp.

His expression was quite calm, without the immaturity he had shown in front of Hiratsuka Shizuka before, nor the impatience of a man seeing a beautiful woman.

“This woman is a regular drinker, so her alcohol tolerance cannot be so low. When I sent her home just now, she seemed defenseless, but she was actually dodging my hand, which might have accidentally landed on her sensitive area.”

“Moreover, how could a 26- or 27-year-old woman, who had never been in a relationship, had never had a boyfriend, and was still a virgin, actually check into a hotel with a stranger she had just met?”

“If she was really so casual, she would have changed boyfriends faster than turning the pages of a book. Alas, people nowadays are not sincere at all, they are all tricks!”

Fujiwara Toru sighed.

Well, he was actually also tricking.

There is a saying that true hunters always appear as prey. Instead of being a hunter himself, it is better to pretend to be a weak prey and let the other party take the initiative to hunt him.

After knowing that the other party was Shizuka Hiratsuka in”Youth Romantic Comedy”, Fujiwara Toru guessed that she should also be one of the”heroines”, that is, she can provide herself with skills and attribute points.

So Fujiwara Toru must deal with it carefully.

The gold finger is very strict in judging feelings, just like when Fujiwara Toru rescued Vermouth more than a year ago, the other party had feelings for him. There was a certain feeling between them.

But at that time, the golden finger did not make a judgment. Until recently, after more than a year of contact with Vermouth, both parties really had true feelings for each other, and Fujiwara Toru obtained important and valuable skill points.

In other words, in order to get the desired attributes and skill points, both parties need to give their feelings, and pure deception cannot be used.

It is easy to cheat a woman’s body, and it is not difficult to cheat her feelings, but it is more troublesome to ask both parties to give their feelings.

Feelings are the most priceless.

So when facing Hiratsuka Shizuka, Fujiwara Toru did not covet the other party’s body. He needed to play the long game to catch the big fish.

“Who doesn’t like sweet and sour love? But nowadays, there are so many routines to talk about love, and women often do weird things. It’s really tiring.”

Fujiwara Toru sighed.

Now that he has lived his life again and can go to college again, what he wants is also a rhythmic youth, not endless darkness and boring office life.

But at this time, Fujiwara Toru didn’t have the heart to think about women.

The girl in a white dress he saw on the street corner before made him quite concerned.

“Should I go and have a look, or go home directly?”

Fujiwara Toru hesitated for a moment, but he decided to go and have a look.

It is a blessing in disguise, and it is inevitable. The girl in the white dress is likely to be related to the”ghost”. Since he has seen it, pure escape cannot solve the problem, and he must face it directly.

He touched the pistol in his arms. For the first time, this thing did not bring Fujiwara Toru a sense of security.