Hayakawa Shunsuke, who completely didn't hear the hidden meaning in her words, laughed out loud upon hearing this.
Don't worry, since we're out today, of course, we have to eat our fill.
Don't worry about the cost, eat to your heart's content.
Hayakawa Shunsuke waved his hand grandly, directly ordering one of all the signature dishes in the restaurant.
And incidentally ordered two bottles of high-end beer.
If we spend like this, this month's expenses will be a bit over budget.
Looking at her husband's extravagant manner, Hayakawa Masami couldn't help but say softly.
This kind of high-end restaurant is originally very expensive.
Adding drinks and such, it's estimated that half a month's salary will be spent.
For the remaining half month, not only will we not save any money for travel, but we probably have to cut back on food and clothing to last until next month.
Since we're out, of course, we have to be happy.
If this kind of big meal isn't paired with good wine, it's really a bit of a shame.
Hayakawa Shunsuke's face was full of indifference.
Hayakawa Masami felt a bit helpless upon hearing this, but could only let her husband do as he pleased.
Hayakawa Shunsuke likes to drink, but his alcohol tolerance is not very good.
After only a few drinks, his face was already red, and his speech became stumbling.
Master Hayato, thanks to your help this time, otherwise Hayakawa Masami would have been in trouble, I must toast Hayato with this glass.
Hayato also didn't expect that he had even come to Japan and could still be urged to drink.
Indeed, there is drinking culture everywhere.
In this regard, Japan is no different from his previous life.
When elders and superiors urge you to drink, if you don't drink, that's not giving face; you will definitely be given a hard time.
Lecturing by virtue of age is even more common.
Hayato didn't mind; after all, with his current alcohol tolerance, let alone drinking one glass.
Even if he drank all the alcohol here, at most it would just make him slightly tipsy.
Rin, what's wrong?
Are you feeling unwell somewhere?
Hayakawa Masami, sitting opposite, suddenly saw an unusual expression on Hayakawa Rin's face.
She immediately showed a concerned expression.
No, no, maybe it's too hot, I feel a bit stuffy.
Hayakawa Rin, tense all over and with her legs clamped together, trembled all over upon hearing this, her body stiffened for a moment.
Pursing her lips, forcing back the strangeness in her body, she said with a smile.
Looking at her daughter's tense face, Hayakawa Masami couldn't help but shake her head; why did this child look so strange today?
Hayakawa Rin breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Hayato with a resentful gaze.
Her legs tightly clamped the foot that was misbehaving under the table.
This scoundrel doesn't even look at where this is before acting recklessly.
Hayakawa Rin's parents are still here.
If Hayakawa Rin hadn't been taught a few times and her endurance had become much stronger, she would have almost trembled just now.
Even so, she was so anxious she was drooling.
Since being taught by Hayato, Hayakawa Rin found that she now has absolutely no resistance to this guy; even a slight provocation will make Hayakawa Rin unable to resist.
If it were somewhere else, Hayakawa Rin would only feel stimulated.
And then deeply enjoy that strong sense of shame.
But now, in front of Hayakawa Rin are her parents.
Even though her body and mind had been initially domesticated, she still felt it was somewhat difficult to accept.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you eating?"
"It looked like you were drooling a lot just now."
Hayato looked at Hayakawa Rin with a smile, and the movement of his foot not only didn't stop but became even more excessive.
He just liked the shy look of this Woman.
As for whether he would be discovered.
He didn't care at all, after all, he was originally going to domesticate this Woman in this kind of setting.
For such a Woman, ordinary methods were useless.
To make her completely submit, he could only constantly test her bottom line.
Constantly raising the upper limit threshold of shame.
Making her gradually lose all morality and reason, eventually becoming a slave who would only obey Master's orders.
What other method could be more shameful than the current situation?
Feeling Hayato's provocation that didn't stop at all and even escalated, Hayakawa Rin pursed her lips and said nothing.
Only her body was slightly trembling.
Fortunately, the drunk Hayakawa Shunsuke was disoriented, and Hayakawa Masami was also distracted, not knowing what she was thinking about, so neither of them noticed the abnormality on Hayakawa Rin's body at all.
Hayakawa Rin, holding her sweater with both hands and her face flushed red, suddenly stiffened all over, and after a while, she let out a long sigh.
Her fair, smooth face was completely red, and the hand holding the chopsticks was trembling slightly.
Looking at Hayato with eyes that were hazy and filled with resentment.
She had actually lost face once in this situation.
Hayakawa Rin, filled with shame, wished she could bury herself in a hole.
"Hayakawa Masami, I need to go to the restroom."
Whispering softly into her mother's ear, Hayakawa Rin got up and left.
Seeing her cautious appearance, Hayato's eyes held amusement.
He seemed to still feel the lingering warmth.
Looking at the Woman's back, the black sweater clung to her body, perfectly highlighting her ideal waist-to-hip ratio.
The black sweater was very dark, and ordinary people might not see it, but he could clearly notice that the area below her waist and hips was a few shades darker than other areas.
During the time Hayakawa Rin was in the restroom cleaning herself, Hayato, who had been persuaded to drink a few more cups by Hayakawa Shunsuke, suddenly felt an urge to urinate.
He quickly got up and went to the restroom.
Just as he walked into the men's restroom, he heard a strange sound coming from next door.
The sound was very faint; if his hearing wasn't far beyond ordinary people, he wouldn't even be able to hear it clearly.
"President, not here, it's too dirty."
"This is where people pee, you can't lick it!"
Listening to the Woman's weak voice, Hayato's face was full of confusion.
His gaze couldn't help but look towards the enclosed restroom next door. Were they really that bold in a public place like this?
He thought he was already playing big, but he didn't expect there were even more courageous warriors than him.
Tsk.
Just as Hayato was sighing, the restroom door was suddenly pushed open.
Hayato saw a middle-aged man kneeling in front of the toilet, drunkenly hugging it.
Next to him stood a Woman in a uniform, teary-eyed as if she were about to cry from anxiety.
"President, please stop licking."
"It's really dirty!"
Looking at the man frantically biting the toilet, Hayato's mouth twitched, revealing a speechless expression.
He thought he'd get to see a big show, and this is it?
Shaking his head, Hayato washed his hands and turned to leave.
Just as he left the men's restroom, he saw Hayakawa Rin next door, cleaning the hem of her sweater skirt.
Standing in front of the sink, slightly bent over at the waist, her perfect waist-to-hip curve looked like a ripe peach from behind.
He wasn't sure if it was the angle, but he felt that this Woman's figure seemed a bit more voluptuous and fleshy than before.
The visual impact was strong.
Feeling the restless Buddha Law, Hayato raised an eyebrow slightly and quietly walked over.
One hand went directly through the lifted skirt hem and reached towards the curve below her waist.
The Woman who was cleaning the stain on her sweater heard footsteps behind her and was about to turn around.
She was stiffened all over by this sudden attack.
In an instant, all the bones in her body seemed to soften, and she trembled weakly.
"It must be hard to hold back, right?"
Just as she was about to struggle, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind her.
"Master, Hayato, what are you doing?"
The Woman leaned on the sink with her hands, displaying an expression as if she didn't understand what he meant.
But in her heart, she felt a bit flustered and unusual.
How did this guy know about her dark thoughts?
For a moment, her heart was in a mess.
Shocked by the exposure of her thoughts, she also hadn't expected Hayato to dare to do this kind of thing to her in this place.
It was simply a bit too bold.
Although she admitted she had some good feelings for this Master, wasn't this development speed a bit too fast?
At least he should give her some time to adapt.
Feeling her trembling body, Hayato's face wore an amused smile.
How long had it been since they last met? Why did this Woman seem to have become shy?
Was it because her parents were still here?
However, this shy attitude instead aroused the interest deep within him.
This is how it makes sense to teach.
"What am I doing? Don't Hayato know?"
"Before, Hayato didn't have this attitude."
As Hayato spoke, he began to lightly rub the prayer beads, imparting the essence of the Buddha Law to Hayakawa Rin.
The Woman pursed her lips, trying her best to suppress her yearning for the Buddha Law, but found that she couldn't control the desire for Buddha deep within her heart at all.
Even her body was conveying an instinct of obedience.
Longing for, and anticipating, a more profound inheritance of the Buddha Law.
She felt that she was about to be completely enlightened by the Master's profound Buddha Law!
Just under this half-willing, half-reluctant transmission of the Buddha Law, the Woman's body stiffened and trembled slightly.
"layman is really as sensitive to the Buddha Law as ever."
Hayato said softly, reaching out to stroke the corner of the Woman's lips.
He used his finger to check her mouth.
"No, don't impart such profound Buddha Law here."
The Woman, who had come back to her senses, couldn't help but beg in a low voice.
Although outwardly resistant, her body exuded an aura of docility.
The movements she was originally making to resist also disappeared without her realizing it.
It seemed that her momentary reserve and bottom line from just now were all shattered with that instant of enlightenment.
Looking through the mirror at the face that appeared ashamed because she couldn't accept such profound Buddha Law, Hayato smiled slightly.
Although unexpectedly a bit awkward, this embarrassed appearance did make one feel a strong desire to conquer.
Knowing that this wasn't the place to do things, Hayato didn't go too far.
He directly pulled Hayakawa Rin into the restroom next door.
"I am now going to orally impart the true meaning of the Happy Buddha Dharma to Hayato."
"Time is limited, be careful not to be discovered by others."
Saying this, he directly pressed on Hayakawa Rin's shoulders with a little force.
Hayakawa Rin, who had little ability to resist, knelt on the ground, looking up at Hayato with an indescribably complex gaze.
"Master, we can't, at least not here..."
"Can't? Why can't Hayato?"
Hearing this, Hayato's mouth curved up, looking at the restless Happy Buddha Dharma.
The eagerness to be a teacher had already been ignited in him, was it possible to refuse now?
Furthermore, for a Woman like Hayakawa Rin, did he still need to ask for her opinion?
The stronger the Buddha Law, the happier it would make her.
It was enough to dominate and command her like a tool.
"I didn't say that; I was asking for Hayato's opinion."
Taking advantage of the opportunity when Hayakawa Rin still wanted to say something, Hayato took a step forward.
Hayakawa Rin's eyes widened, completely immersed in the boundless Buddha Law, unable to make any sound.
Hayato concentrated, observing the movements around him.
After a brief resistance, Hayakawa Rin still chose to lower her head.
From passive acceptance to active listening, the speed of attitude change was very fast, and in an instant, she was deeply immersed in the ocean of Buddha Law.
"Hayato is improving very quickly."
Hayato raised his eyebrows, not expecting such great progress after only a few teachings.
Indeed, this Woman is truly a born Bodhisattva.
Knowing that time was limited, Hayato didn't deliberately control himself.
He taught the Buddha Law for only a little over ten minutes.
He suddenly took a deep breath and sped up the chanting of the buddha scriptures.
Feeling the abnormality, Hayakawa Rin, who was just about to struggle to escape, was forced to continue enduring the endless annotations of the buddha scriptures under that powerful force.
Seeing that struggling was useless, she could only give up struggling.
She even actively cooperated, listening to the truth of the Buddha Law taught by Hayato.
It wasn't until the feeling of suffocation came that she couldn't help but struggle.
This guy's buddha scriptures are too exaggerated.
Is he a beast?
She felt that her understanding of the Buddha Law had reached saturation and she couldn't learn any more.
"Phew!"
Hayato let out a long breath.
Teaching the buddha scriptures is not a simple matter; it consumes a lot of physical strength and vital energy.
Even he felt a little dry and thirsty after more than ten minutes of continuous high-intensity lecturing.
However, fortunately, it wasn't in vain.
Looking at Hayakawa Rin, who was kneeling devoutly on the ground after being influenced by the Buddha Law.
Her black sweater was somehow lifted to her neck, and deep marks were left on her body and mind.
"Hayato is improving very quickly, I'll reward Hayato well again tonight."
"By the way, don't forget to clean up Hayato."
After listening to the outside and making sure no one came in, Hayato opened the door and went out.
Only the Woman with a complex expression was left, her charming eyes seemed to be able to drip water, and she unconsciously muttered softly.
"Tonight...."
After who knows how long, the Woman, who had finally recovered some physical strength, crawled up from the ground.
Coming to the outside of the bathroom, looking at the flushed face in the mirror, the shame and strangeness in her heart reached their peak.
Why did things suddenly develop like this?
But unexpectedly, she didn't seem to dislike this feeling.
Perhaps it was the repressed needs that made her instinctively crave for all this to happen.
After it happened, although she felt a little ashamed, there was more of an unspeakable relaxation and pleasure.
Most of the pressure that had been on her was released in an instant.
It just felt that the progress was a little too fast.
"Alas...."
With a faint sigh, the Woman tidied her messy clothes and hair, trying her best not to let people see anything unusual.
Suppressing the shame in her heart, she walked towards the restaurant.
"This Woman's adaptability is very strong."
On the way back to the restaurant, Hayato felt a little strange in his heart.
After all, a few hours ago, Hayakawa Rin seemed to be a shy girl.
How could her skills improve so rapidly in the blink of an eye?
Although he did go easy, being able to achieve results in such a short time is not something that can be done with talent alone.
Moreover, what was with that habit and smoothness that seemed to be engraved in her bones?
The thoughtfulness in various details was completely beyond the level that a girl could achieve.
After all, this is something that requires a lot of experience and knowledge.
If she wasn't already familiar with it, Hayato would believe it if someone said she was a battle-hardened Master.
This talent is too terrifying.
Hayato shook his head. If it continues to develop at this rate, in at most a month, this Woman will probably be able to graduate.
Moreover, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but the touch just now seemed a little different.
There was less of a girl's toughness and more of a mature Woman's softness.
Too strange!
Could his teaching level really be this exaggerated?
It completely developed Hayakawa Rin's physical and mental potential in such a short time.
Returning to his seat full of doubts, Hayato had just sat down when he saw Hayakawa Masami sitting opposite him, looking at him with a resentful gaze.
The next second, he felt as if something was gently rubbing against his calf.
Hiss!
Hayato subconsciously glanced at Hayakawa Shunsuke next door.
Then he looked at Hayakawa Masami sitting opposite.
Her husband was right next to her, and this Madam dared to seduce him so boldly?
He didn't realize that this Madam was such an open Woman.
Or is it that he really has such great charm?
"Master, why did Hayato take so long?"
"Did Hayato see my mother?"
Hayakawa Masami, full of resentment, asked softly.
Mother?
Hayato was stunned upon hearing this, his gaze fixed on the Woman slowly walking towards him from the opposite side, her face still showing a trace of redness.
Although her face was clearly washed, she still carried the lingering charm of what had just happened.