Perfect Sex - Chapter 13

It’s been a week since I got Ono Kazue to fall in love with Nakatsuji using the “Bonus” feature of “Perfect Sex”.

As I was walking around town on business, I noticed a weekly magazine. It was a certain photo weekly magazine that featured celebrity gossip.

The headline read, “A beautiful prostitute appears in Tokyo at night!” And next to that headline was, “A construction company executive is hospitalized after being assaulted by his wife”.

I bought the magazine and read it on a nearby bench.

The beautiful prostitute was Koizumi Keiko, whose eyes had been painted over, but it was clear that her brain is in a state of sex-crazed due to the maximum level of “Perfect Sex.” Every evening, the prostitute appears near Ikebukuro Station in Tokyo, and when a man passes by, she clings to his arm and says, “Hey, fuck me! Make me cum with your big penis!”

Koizumi is under police custody and is being questioned. Sometimes she mutters incomprehensible things, drools, and touches her private parts with her hands, then passes out on the spot.

In addition, judging from the text and secretly taken photos, the “hospitalized after being assaulted by his wife” refers to Hayashida Yukio and his wife Tomoko.

The article states, “One week ago, Mr. H (30), an executive at a certain construction company, had sex with his wife, T (28), when she suddenly thrusted a mortar and pestle she had brought from the kitchen into Mr. H’s anus while during the act, causing him to lose consciousness from the shock.

A woman walking her dog called the police after hearing Mr. H’s screams from the window. Mr. H was taken to the hospital in an ambulance. He suffered serious injuries, including lacerations to his anus and rectum, which will take three months to heal. His wife, T, was arrested by the police for assaulting her husband.”

When T was being taken to the police station, she said, “Come fuck me quickly! I did it as I promised! Come quickly. Make me feel good again!” Despite the police’s attempts to stop her, she got completely naked and clung to an officer’s crotch.

I sighed and threw the magazine in the trash.

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“Hey, Kureha-kun! It’s your turn!”

Manager Sawamura called out loudly.

I got up from my desk and entered the manager’s office.

“Are you sending me on a business trip? Where are you planning to fly me this time?”

It had been a while since I last went on a business trip, but I asked the manager with a slightly sulky look on my face. That’s because my wedding with Saori was coming up in a week.

“Don’t look so sulky. I’ll pour you and Saori-san an extra drink for your wedding!”

The manager said, laughing.

“Fly to Sapporo. We’ll send 150 B210s (HT2511B210) to Sasaki Electronics College, the school that lost its contract to Ishiguro Denki last year,” he said.

The B210 is the latest B2 printer, the same one that was delivered to Otsuki Electric Co. The face of Otsuki Miwako, the female president who was still a virgin, came to my mind.

A salesman had gone to sell the B210 just before it was released, but it was snatched away by rival company Ishiguro Denki by a hair’s breadth.

However, compared to our B210, the printers that Ishiguro Denki delivered suffered from color fading and misalignment, and on top of that they consumed a lot of ink, so it seems that complaints have been filed not only by Sasaki Electronics College but also by the company that supplied them.

“We can’t afford not to take advantage of this opportunity. So, it’s your turn as the top performer. First, with three sets of spare ink, it’s 110,000 yen. Even without ink, it’s just 100,000 yen. No further discounts.”

Manager Sawamura told me, folding his arms.

The 100,000 yen price was the wholesale price we sold to President Otsuki.

“Taking advantage of Ishiguro Denki’s complaint, this is a great opportunity to promote our B210. I’m counting on you. The president will personally call their chairman, Sasaki. Their title is chairman, but they’re actually the CEO… In other words, in our view, they’re the president.”

The manager smiled a little.

“And also…”

The manager lowered his voice.

“If we get this contract, the company will pay for all the expenses for your wedding. After all, Saori is the “flower” of our company. There’s no way the president will stay silent about Saori’s wedding.”

The manager laughed as he said that.

“If you say it’s for Saori’s sake, then this contract shouldn’t matter.”

I said, with the same displeased expression as always.

“That’s not right! You stole the president’s important chief secretary! Normally, I would never approve of your marriage to Saori! The flight leaves at 10:27. The hotel is the International Grand! Because of who it is, I’ll let you stay three nights as a special favor. Go now! I’m busy too. I’ve already told Saori about your business trip. If you stand there for too long, your feet will grow roots!”

Manager Sawamura laughed.

(Damn it! Saori and the contract have nothing to do with it!)

I complained in my mind in Hokkaido dialect.

“Okay. I’ll go…”

(If I have to go let’s make it quick.)

I let out a sigh and left the manager’s office.

Wait a minute. What does he mean by “considering who the other party is”?… Does the manager mean he’s a stubborn old man?

What a damn manager! He just keeps forcing me to do all the troublesome sales work! If the manager is shit, then the president must be shit too!

I went back to my apartment, packed only the lightest things, and headed to the airport.

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12:10 p.m.

After arriving at New Chitose Airport, I took the JR train to Sapporo Station, the capital of the north. Sapporo City is the largest city in Hokkaido, with a population of 1.9 million.

I took a taxi from the station and checked in at the Sapporo International Grand Hotel, which my company had booked for me, in about 10 minutes. Here too, my manager had arranged for me to be able to get in early, and I was shown to a Japanese-Western style twin room.

Sasaki Electronics College, where I was visiting on a contract, was about a 10-minute walk from the hotel, along the national highway. This national highway is the main road connecting Sapporo and Chitose, and runs through the heart of Susukino, a famous entertainment district in Hokkaido.

Susukino is lined with various buildings, and there is also a large crab sign and Ramen Yokocho, a ramen restaurant.

I’m looking forward to dinner in the evening.

I smiled as I looked at the hotel’s tourist information leaflet.

But before that, I have to start with sales.

My interview with the president of Sasaki Electronics College is at 2pm. In preparation, I need to prepare the B210 (HT2511B210) manual and other documents.

The manager said that they have already sent a test sample of the B210, so the other side must be using it to some extent.

(Even so, at least tell me about the president’s career and hobbies. What a shitty manager!)

I muttered, thinking of the manager’s face.

1:50pm.

I arrived at the main gate of Sasaki Electronics College. It was a seven-story building. It was break time, and dozens of men and women who looked to be students were chatting outside.

According to my preliminary research, Sasaki Electronics College mainly offers computer certification courses, and in addition to second and first-class computer qualifications, they also train people to create websites and become graphic designers, many of their graduates seem to find employment in decent companies.

I bowed to the students who were chatting and said, “Excuse me,” and entered the hall through the automatic doors at the entrance.

“I’m Kureha Kosuke from Yuuki Scientific Industries. I have an appointment with Chairman Sasaki at 2 o’clock. Please put me through.”

I bowed at the reception and handed over my business card.

“Yes, Mr. Kureha Kosuke. You’re here. The chairman’s office is on the seventh floor, so please take the elevator. I will show you there.”

The receptionist stood up and guided me to the elevator. She pressed the button for the seventh floor, bowed, and returned to her position at the reception desk.

Soon the elevator came down and the doors opened.

I got on the elevator and bowed to the receptionist before the doors closed.

This is not just common sense for salesmen, but also for job interviews.

In particular, in job interviews, you should think of the entire company as the “interviewers.” The “interview” begins when you reach a place where you can see the company building.

The other party knows what time the interviewee will arrive and may be watching the interviewee walk by from the company window.

The same goes for the receptionist. Don’t make fun of a receptionist. The interviewer might ask, “The man who came to the interview today, how was his attitude at the reception?” If the receptionist leaves a bad impression, you may not be hired immediately.

Always bow to employees you pass in the company hallway. That’s the golden rule.

When you have a job interview, you mail your “resume” and “work history” to the human resources person in advance. In other words, your “resume” with your photo and work history is your “interview” at the company you’re interviewing beforehand.

The same is happening to me.

A salesman named Kureha from Yuuki Scientific Industries is coming to sell printers at this day and time. The staff at this vocational school know that information in advance, and they’ve even looked up personal information about Kureha Kosuke, such as his work situation at the company and his family composition. Bowing to the students who were chatting outside is also common sense when visiting a company for the first time.

The elevator I was in stopped on the seventh floor. Then the elevator opened.

I took a deep breath and stepped onto the seventh floor. A chime rang at the back of the floor, perhaps due to a sensor that detected my presence.

“Excuse me. I am Kureha Kosuke from Yuuki Science.”

I said my name into the intercom next to the thick door with a large nameplate that read “President’s office.”

“I will be right there.”

What I heard on the intercom was English. A woman’s voice, in fact.

(Hey! A foreign female president?)

I gasped. At the same time, the words “Oh no!” ran through my head.

(No way! You’re kidding! My English is terrible! My English isn’t just broken, it’s basically rambling!)

In an instant, my mind went blank. The door in front of me slowly opened.

“Please come in. Mr. Kureha, Welcome.”

The person standing in the president’s office was definitely a foreign woman. A beautiful blonde, in fact! This is really bad! She was a real foreigner from top to bottom!

She was about 175 cm tall, and with her face and figure, she looked like a Hollywood actress from a foreign movie.

(W-wait! Calm down, Kureha Kosuke! You were good at English from high school to college, weren’t you? Calm down!)

I told myself as I stared at the blue-eyed foreign woman. But I didn’t major in English in college.

(Damn! At this point, I’m desperate! I’m not going to let a blonde foreign woman get the better of me! I’m the epitome of Japanese spirit! Fine. Let’s give it my all with my rambling English!)

I took another deep breath.

“This is the first time we’ve met. I’m Kureha Kosuke from Yuuki Scientific Industries. Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to meet with me. I’m not good at English, but I look forward to speaking with you.”

I shook the foreign woman’s hand while trying to remember the words and English grammar.

(There it is! This is it, Kureha Kosuke!)

I don’t know if she was able to understand me correctly, but I was surprised at how smoothly I was able to speak English. However, I could feel my cheek muscles twitching as I tried desperately to keep up a temporary smile.

“Wow, you can speak English. Your pronunciation is pretty good. I’m Patricia Haruka Sasaki. Nice to meet you.”

The foreign female president, who introduced herself as Patricia, looked at me with a smile.

“Well then, Mr. Kureha. Let’s get started on the contract negotiations. Please take a seat.”

The foreign president invited me to sit on the sofa in her spacious office.

The entire seventh floor seems to be the office of this blonde President.

“This is a wonderful office. It’s spacious and bright. It suits you very well, you’re a beautiful president.”

I waited for the president to sit down, and then I sat on the sofa. The blonde woman’s legs, which were aligned diagonally, were slender and beautiful. I’m sure her pubic hair is blonde as well.

The door opened, and a woman who seemed to be a secretary brought coffee. This secretary-like woman was also slim and beautiful, just the way I like it.

“Thank you.”

(I’ll try to seduce this woman tonight.) I thought, bowing to the woman who had set the coffee down, smiling in my mind.

“Well, you’re good at it. I wonder if that’s just flattery?”

The blonde foreign woman said, trying to find out what I was looking for.

“No, no, I’m not trying to flatter you. I truly thought you were a beautiful Hollywood actress.”

As I said this, I spread my arms and looked at the president.

“Ahahaha! Thank you very much. From our research, you seem to be an honest person.”

President Patricia said this and looked into my eyes.

“But I’ll still negotiate properly.”

The president’s eyes became stern.

“Kureha-san. I can tell your English skills are good…”

The president looked at me and said in fluent Japanese.

“Um… you understand Japanese…”

Suddenly, I looked at President Patricia with my mouth open.

“I’ve been living in Japan for 12 years since I established this school. I’m a third generation Japanese, and Haruka is my favorite Japanese name. Sasaki is my favorite grandmother’s surname. My real surname is Foster.”

The president smiled.

“In sales, English is an international language, and it’s very important. The sales people who have been here so far have been terrible at English. So I tested Kureha-san a little to see if you could speak English.”

The blonde president said this and smiled. But her eyes weren’t smiling. They were the same as the eyes of the female president, Otsuki Miwako. Business people try to gauge others and judge them by their attitude and the way they speak. It seems that this is true all over the world.

(What the hell? You tested me? Dammit! If you can speak it, you should have spoken in Japanese from the beginning! It’s not just a little! Are you trying to embarrass me?)

I looked at the blonde with a fake smile.

But…

I remembered what Saori had said to me one time.

“Kosuke. A salesman is the representative of the company, and at the same time, the face of the company. In shogi, it’s like a pawn that charges in at the front. Will that pawn be killed as a mere pawn? Or will it defeat the opponent and become a gold general… No matter who the other person is, the position is equal. It’s fifty-fifty. In particular, foreigners have a tendency to be arrogant towards Japanese people from the very beginning,” Saori said.

“Look the other person in the eye. Be sincere, polite, and modest in your words and attitude. But be unflinching and confident in your heart… A pawn can only move forward, but a gold general can move forward, diagonally, and sideways, or it can take a step back and look around. Depending on how it moves, a pawn can be just a disposable piece… My beloved Kosuke is a man from Japan, one of the top five economic and technological powerhouses in the world. Be confident in yourself and become a great promoted pawn,” Saori said.

“And besides, it’s natural that foreigners who want to do business in Japan should be able to speak at least a little Japanese. Foreign businessmen who can’t even say hello in Japanese are arrogant from the start. It’s proof that they’re not trying to understand Japan or Japanese people. We won’t do business with such foreigners. That’s the president’s policy.”

Saori had said that once.

Saori, I’m glad you’re my wife.

Thinking of Saori’s smile, I looked at the blonde chairman with a small smile.

“Well, president. I think you’ve already tried out our company’s B210. I’d be happy to hear your impressions.”

I looked the president in the eyes and said.

If they’re going to be arrogant, I’ll be arrogant.

“It’s a wonderful printer. Our students are amazed at the speed of printing and the vividness of the colors.”

The president said with a smile. But her eyes were not smiling. Her eyes were shining as if they were trying to pierce me.

“I’m honored by your praise. I don’t think I need to explain the details of the model at this point, so I’ll leave it to your school to decide…”

I bowed slightly while looking the president in the eyes.

“The warranty period for the individual unit is five years. Each unit is 85,000 yen including tax. This is what I want.”

President Patricia crossed her arms and legs and looked at me with blue glassy eyes.

“Regarding the five-year warranty, I will do my best to meet your request after consulting with my superiors. However, I can honestly say that the price of 85,000 yen including tax is unreasonable. With three sets of spare ink, it’s 110,000 yen. A unit without ink is 100,000 yen. This is what we are offering.”

I said, glaring at President Patricia.

This is the line I cannot compromise on. It should be the price that was notified to the other party from the beginning. Knowing this, the president decided to meet with me.

“As you know, the B210 head is a product that our company patents. Until the patent expires, no one can copy even the shape of the head or a single screw attached to it.”

I said.

“Even in China and Korea, which are said to be copy powerhouses, it is impossible to manufacture the same heads as ours.”

President Patricia stares at me in silence.

“I assume you are from the United States, President. For a high-end model from a famous manufacturer in your country to develop a head comparable to our B210, you will need at least three years, if you will. That is how confident we are in this product. And in three years, our excellent research team will have developed an even better head.”

I have no intention of backing down. To quote Saori, whether the other party is America or Russia, you must not flinch in your heart.

Anyway, the contract was once taken by another company.

In addition, the other company’s printer, although delivered at roughly the same price as our B210, frequently showed symptoms such as color fading and color misalignment after only about six months. What’s more, it consumed a lot of ink. Ishiguro Denki’s printer was forced to be discontinued eight months after production.

In comparison, the B210 has a newly developed head that combines the scan method and single pass method, dramatically improving the fineness of the print selection. The ink was also made specifically for the B210 so that it would last longer.

The wholesale price for businesses is 125,000 yen. The retail price is 152,000 yen, but even now, more than six months later, its high performance means that it is selling well even at the undiscounted store price. Some large electronics retailers even have signs saying they are waiting for delivery.

To prevent other manufacturers or foreign companies from disassembling the B210 head and examining the inside, the president instructed the research lab where I was working to cover the inside of the head with a lead alloy that blocks X-rays and seal in a special solvent. If someone forcibly disassembles it without following the procedure, the solvent will melt and dissolve the ink channel and the ejection nozzle, which are the most important parts of the head.

This technology was also developed by our company and patented.

When you think about it, you could say that the fact that another company got the contract first exposed the weaknesses of their printers and turned into a blessing for our company.

“Oh…”

President Patricia folded her arms and sighed at what I said.

“Let me think about it for a bit…”

The president looked at me as she said that.

“I understand.”

I nodded.

“As for our company, as I said earlier, we would like to make a proposal to your school. I apologize for contacting you on a holiday, but I will wait until the day after tomorrow. If it’s convenient, you can deliver your decision to my mobile phone at this number…”

I placed my business card on the table.

“Well then, President Patricia. I will be off now. Thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule.”

I stood up and bowed to the president, who was still sitting with her arms folded.

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It seemed like we were at a standstill for the time being.

That’s what I felt as I left the school gates. My offer was the president’s offer. I couldn’t give in anymore. President Patricia was also negotiating for the benefit of Sasaki Electronics College, which she runs.

If neither of us was willing to compromise, the contract would not be concluded.

But President Patricia had me sit at the negotiating table. And she did so with full knowledge of our final offer. So now it was time for President Patricia to negotiate with herself.

All I could do was wait for her response. If she said “no contract,” then I would just leave. Foreigners have a tendency to never give in once they’ve made up their minds.

To use a shogi analogy, the president, as the first player, put one pawn forward to open the way for the bishop. As the second player, I put one pawn forward in front of the king. This put the president at a greater advantage than me. The question was which piece the director would move next.

As Saori had said, I decided to take a step back and see what would happen. With this, I had slightly withdrawn the sword I had pointed out. By withdrawing my sword a little, I had given the other party some time to consider.

If it doesn’t work out, I’ll go back to the office tomorrow and listen to the scolding from the president and my manager. Then I’ll embrace Saori early and engulf her in a flurry of kisses.

Saori. I think I’ll be able to go home earlier than planned. I’m going to hold you a lot and get a lot of pleasure from you.

A smile unconsciously appeared on my face as I thought of Saori’s face.

That day. Friday evening.

I was drinking at a bar in Susukino, a busy area of ​​Sapporo. Of course, the snacks I was eating were seafood from Hokkaido. I called Saori on my cell phone and told her I was enjoying myself at the bar in Susukino, and she protested, saying, “Oh… Kosuke is the only one who gets to eat delicious food… I’m always left behind. It makes me so angry and frustrated!”

“Please enjoy Hokkaido at your leisure. But please come back soon… I want to see you, Kosuke. I want you to kiss me a lot and love me.”

Saori said this to me, her voice breaking into tears.

“I love you, Saori… I think I can go home early this time. I’ll buy some delicious crab as a souvenir. I’ll hug you a lot and love you.”

I whispered all the words of love I could think of to Saori.

Drinking while imagining the face of my beloved Saori is the best snack.

I told Saori all the words of love I could muster and ate the fresh sashimi.

“Hmm?… That’s…”

About 30 minutes into drinking, a waiter showed President Patricia to a box seat behind the counter where I was standing. She sat in a chair in a box surrounded by a partition and seemed to be ordering food from the waiter.

Wow. The blonde president is alone in a Susukino tavern… Or is she meeting someone to discuss work?

I refrained from talking to the president and resumed drinking my local Hokkaido sake.

Even though it was a weekday, the tavern was full. Most of the people here seemed to be tourists, and their voices and laughter were mixed with various regional dialects. As expected of Hokkaido, the kingdom of tourism. And this was Susukino, Sapporo, the largest city in the Tohoku region.

“Mr. Kureha. Are you alone?”

After about five minutes, President Patricia called out to me.

Unlike when we met in the president’s office, she was smiling beautifully. Among the many customers, the blonde beauty of President Patricia stood out.

“Oh, Patricia. I saw you come in a while ago. Are you here alone?”

I stood up from my chair and looked at the president.

“Yes. If you don’t mind, why not join me? Or maybe you’re meeting a beautiful woman?”

President Patricia smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

“No, no. It’s an honor to be with the beautiful Patricia. I’m sure I’ll never find a better woman than you.”

I shrugged my shoulders and smiled.

“Oh, Mr. Kureha…”

President Patricia gave me a hug with a smile. I lightly hugged her back and lightly kissed her cheek.

The customers around us looked at me and President Patricia talking in English and hugging each other with wide eyes.

I moved from the counter seat to the director’s box seat. The waiter carried my glass, food, and other things to the box table.

“Is it okay if I speak in Japanese from here?”

President Patricia said, laughing.

“Yes. If you would… I’m not very good at English…”

I laughed too.

While we were doing that, the beer and food the president ordered were brought to us. A platter of sashimi and fried chicken. Apparently, it’s called “zangi” in Hokkaido.

“Well then, President. Once again, to the beautiful President Patricia, and to the token of our friendship… a toast…”

As I raised my glass of sake, the smiling president clinked her mug and said, “To the handsome Kureha-san… a toast…”

“Let’s not talk about work. Call me Patricia. You can call me Patty too.”

Patricia smiled as she said this.

“Kureha-san, you’re married…”

Patricia said looking at my ring finger.

“Yes. I’ve been married for six months. Patricia-san, are you married?”

I asked as I drank my sake.

“Until six years ago, I was married to a Chinese man, but I got divorced and am single now…”

Patricia smiled and spread her arms.

“With a Chinese man… I see…”

I looked at Patricia, who had her face down.

“I met him through work. But of course, different countries have different ways of thinking… I should have married a Japanese man, since we’re both from the East,” Patricia said with a laugh.

I guess Chinese and Korean people don’t get along with Americans and Europeans after all. I’ve heard that married life is especially difficult between Chinese and Korean people and Japanese people, unless they are very willing to compromise their feelings. That’s because their ways of thinking are completely different to begin with.

Take Chinese people for example. Chinese people who have lived in Japan for a long time are used to Japanese traditions and customs, so even if they marry a Japanese person, there isn’t much difference in opinion.

However, Chinese people who don’t know Japan have a completely different way of thinking, so many of them end up getting divorced even if they marry a Japanese person.

The main reason for this is the war.

Japanese people are taught from childhood to get along with foreigners, but that is not the case in China and Korea. China and Korea have been teaching anti-Japanese education since childhood, saying that “Japanese are a barbaric race, and a country that invaded China and Korea.” Even if a Chinese person who has been instilled with such an idea comes to Japan, falls in love, and marries a Japanese person, they are still Chinese and Japanese. At some point, they say, “You Japanese invaded China!” or “You killed a lot of Chinese people!”

“America is always on Japan’s side. A lot of people were killed in China during Japan’s invasion. Why are America and that barbaric Japan getting along so well? I’m told that every time…”

Patricia sadly picked up some sashimi with her chopsticks.

“The war was 70 years ago… But I’m mostly American, so if someone says something bad about my country, I’ll yell it back…”

Patricia looked at me and laughed.

“Kureha-san, do you dislike foreigners?”

Patricia said, looking at me.

“No… You’ve lived in Japan for a long time and understand Japan very well. Your Japanese is also good. And you’re very beautiful. I want to understand you and your country even more than I have before.”

I smiled as hard as I could and told Patricia.

“Well… You’re good at capturing women’s hearts, Kureha-san.”

Patricia opened her blue eyes and smiled.

　

“Kureha-san, shall we continue drinking… somewhere a little quieter…”

After drinking for a while, Patricia said this and drank the remaining beer. Then she made a phone call to somewhere on her cell phone.

“I have my own shop. It’s a good place to be alone and think about work.”

Patricia said this and tried to take out her wallet from her bag.

“Miss Patricia, let me pay for this. It’s a man’s courtesy.”

I told Patricia.

“Really? Well then, Kureha-san, I’ll take advantage of your kindness. Thank you for the meal…”

Patricia said this and bowed her head.

I walked with Patricia through the night in Susukino. Patricia had her arm wrapped around my left hand. It was a common sight in a foreign country.

For a foreigner, Patricia had a figure comparable to a Japanese woman. She was slim, and her breasts weren’t too big. She didn’t have the big, plump butt that foreign women have.

Has her figure changed due to her diet after living in Japan for 12 years? Or has it always been that way? I don’t know.

At night, Susukino is still bustling with people. Among them are foreign couples, and foreign-Japanese couples like me and Patty. Sapporo must be growing into an international city.

Patricia and I got into the elevator of a building in the middle of Susukino. Patricia’s Sasaki Electronics College is very close from here.

The elevator stopped on the top floor, the tenth floor.

In front of a door, Patricia took out a key from her bag. Her nickname is Patty. She opened the thick door. Inside was a fairly spacious bar.

“Please come in…” Patricia said to me with a smile.

Behind the counter was a foreign man who seemed to be a bartender.

(Oh! What a nice guy! He looks like Beckham…)

I looked at the bartender and my eyes widened.

The man smiling behind the counter had the good looks of a movie actor. Could he be Patricia’s current boyfriend?

“William. This is my business partner, Mr. Kureha. Kureha-san. This is my younger brother, William. You can call him Willie. But he doesn’t understand Japanese very well.”

Patricia looked at William and smiled.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Kureha Kosuke. It’s an honor to meet you, Mr. William.”

I said and held out my right hand to William.

“I’m William. I’m happy to meet my sister’s boyfriend. Please take your time.”

William smiled as I shook his hand. He had cool eyes. And a nice smile.

(A beautiful sister and a handsome brother… If he was Patty’s current boyfriend, I’d be pissed…)

“Willie. I’ll take care of the rest. You can go now. Thank you.”

Patricia said to Willie.

“Oh. I get it, sister. But don’t talk about work here…”

William spread his arms and said jokingly. Patricia said, “Oh. You’re so cheeky. I love you, Willie.”

Patricia said and gave Willie a hug.

“Good night, Willie. Have a nice night…”

And I shook hands with Willie.

“This is my shop. I’ve left it with Willie. Sometimes I spend time here by myself, thinking about things. Please sit in the booth. I’ll prepare the drinks now.”

Patricia said, taking off her jacket, putting on a blouse, and taking out several types of whiskey from the counter.

Patricia’s blouse was puffed out, revealing her shapely breasts.

“Once again, a toast to the meeting between Kureha-san and me…”

Patricia and I sat in the booth and clinked our glasses while quiet music was playing.

“Hey Kureha-san… Let me call you Kosuke… Let’s dance!”

After drinking for a while, Patricia stood up and took my hand.

“Yes. I’d be happy to…”

I stood up with a smile, took Patricia’s hand, and put my arms around her slim waist.

(Having come this far, I’m not going to turn down Patricia’s invitation… Tonight’s partner is Patricia.)

While dancing with Patricia, I set the “Aphrodisiac Electromagnetic Waves” of “Perfect Sex” to 1 and turned it on.

“Oh…”

As soon as I turned it on, Patricia took a deep breath and looked at me. Since it was still at level 1, there shouldn’t be much stimulation to her pussy.

However, with the “Aphrodisiac Electromagnetic Waves” in effect, she probably wouldn’t refuse a kiss.

“Patty…”

I held Patricia close, caressing her beautiful blonde hair with my hands, gazing into her blue eyes, put my lips to her nose several times, and then kissed her.

After a long kiss, I took my lips off Patricia. Patricia opened her eyes slightly and stared at me.

“Kosuke… Oh, Kosuke…”

Patricia looked at me and put her arms around my neck.

I kissed Patricia again and made her sit on the booth chair. Then, while kissing her, I slowly massaged her breasts over her blouse.

“Mmmmmm…”

Patricia’s blonde hair shook, and she was making sounds from her blocked mouth. My dick had been rock hard since I kissed her.

“Oh, Kosuke… Please have sex with me. Please…”

Patricia looked at me with tears in her eyes.

(It’s here!)

Finally, I got those words out of Patricia’s mouth.

Aside from the contract, Patricia wanted to have sex with me without even increasing the level of the “Aphrodisiac Electromagnetic Waves”.

As I held Patricia close and caressed her breasts with my hands, I used the “Aphrodisiac Electromagnetic Waves” to make my dick 18cm long and 5.5cm thick. Judging from Patricia’s body type, which is similar to that of Japanese women, it’s not good to have one that’s too big, but she is a foreign woman.

“Patty… You’re so beautiful… What beautiful hair… Patty, I want to hold you…”

As I pressed my super-erect, rock-hard dick against Patricia’s thighs, I kissed her over and over again.

“There’s a bedroom next door. Kosuke… Ahh… Kosuke…”

Patricia was squirming, perhaps feeling my cock pressing against her thighs. I picked her up and opened the door next to the bar.

Maybe Patricia stays here sometimes. It’s a large Western-style room. There’s even a toilet and bathroom separate from the bar. As expected, rich people are different.

“Patty… You’re so pretty…”

I lay Patty on the bed and kissed her again.

“Oh, Kosuke… Ohhhh…”

Patty put her arms around my neck and kissed me.

I slowly removed Patty’s blouse and bra. Patty’s body was not rough like foreign women’s but instead had translucent white skin. Her white breasts were not puffy, but firm and not too big. There also was no offensive body odor that is typical of foreigners. This was probably because she had been accustomed to the Japanese environment and vegetable-based Japanese food for 12 years. Maybe it was also because she was a third-generation Japanese.

I slowly caressed Patty’s naked body with my hands and mouth. Of course, my cock was rock hard.

“Oh! Oh! Kosuke.”

Patty was moaning in response to my caresses. I caressed her white, shapely breasts and nipples with my mouth and tongue. Then my right hand spread her closed legs and touched her womanly parts.

“Ah, oh, oh, Kosuke!”

Patty closed her eyes and moaned. Patty’s Womanhood was almost completely hairless. Under the faint blonde pubic hair was Patty’s Womanhood. Her Womanhood was already wet with love juice.

As my fingers traced her Womanhood from underneath, Patty pressed the back of her head against the bed and moaned.

“Patty, let me love you…”

I whispered in her ear, spread her legs wide and put my face between them. Patty’s Womanhood had a closed slit, with her labia minora protruding a little.

I licked her pussy from underneath with my tongue.

“Aaahhh, Aaahh! Ah, Aaahh!”

Patty cried out loud at the stimulation of having her pussy licked with my tongue. I had heard that foreigners tend to moan loudly, and it seemed Patty was no exception. Unlike Japanese women, I’ve heard that foreigners make uninhibited noises to enjoy sex.

They say that foreign pussy juice is quite sour, and their pussies smell like rotten cheese, but Patty’s pussy didn’t smell too bad, and her pussy juice wasn’t that sour. The length of her pussy slit matched her slender figure and wasn’t much different from a Japanese woman’s. At this rate, it didn’t seem like there was any need to make my dick extremely large. I adjusted the length of my dick to 16cm.

I thrusted my finger into Patty’s pussy.

“Oh, K-Kosuke! That’s good! That’s good! It feels good! Ahh!”

Patty leaned her head back and cried out as my finger was inserted inside her pussy. Pussy juice kept coming out of Patty’s pussy.

I thrust my finger in and out of her pussy vigorously.

“Oh! No, no! Ahh! Aaahhh!”

Patty was writhing and yelling, her blonde hair flying.

I’m going to put it in.

I raised my face from Patty’s pussy and put my hips between her spread legs. Patty was looking at me, breathing deeply.

It was my first time having sex with a foreign woman.

“Patty. I’m coming, Patty…”

“Oh, Kosuke. Come, come… Put yours in…”

Patty opened her arms and told me.

I placed my 16cm dick against Patty’s pussy and moved my hips while holding both of her legs. My cock, with its protruding glans, was thrusted into Patty, squishing and slamming into her. Then my dick was thrust into the deepest part of her.

“Ahhh! It’s coming, it’s coming! Aahhh, Aahhhh!”

Patty cried out with her eyes wide open. It must have been a long time since she’d had a man. Just as I thought, her pussy was quite tight. Depending on how aroused she gets, it might get even tighter. Patty took a deep breath, several times. Each time, her pussy tightened around me.

It’s here. The first one’s here!

My cock, which is thrust deep inside Patty, has already reached its climax. My prized cock can maintain an erection and ejaculate without limit, so no matter how many times I shoot, my cock won’t go limp.

I’ll make her cum right away with the first shot. It’s my first big cumshot into a foreign pussy.

“Pa-Patty! I’m gonna cum, Patty!”

While trying to endure the approaching orgasm and pleasure, I held Patty close and moved my hips with all my might.

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming! Kosuke, come, come!”

Patty clung to me and cried out.

I pulled the trigger to reach the climax in one go.

“Aaah! Patty! Patty!”

As I thrust my cock into Patty with all my might, the semen that I had been holding back spurted out with a spurt! Spurt! Spurt! My cock, still erect, was spurting out semen endlessly.

“Oh, Kosuke! That’s good! That’s good! So much has come, so much has come! Cum more, Kosuke!”

Patty, sensing my intense ejaculation deep within her Womanhood, took in a sharp breath multiple times. Each time, Patty’s pussy squeezed me tight. This is how a foreigner’s vagina tightens.

As I ejaculated many times, I hugged Patty and kissed her repeatedly.

“That was wonderful, Patty… I came a lot thanks to you…”

I looked into Patty’s eyes and said. Patty smiled and kissed me.

“Kosuke… Now it’s my turn to love you. Let me…”

Patty smiled as she said that.

“Yeah… I want you to do it to me. I’m so happy, Patty…”

I held Patty and kissed her, then slowly pulled my dick out of her. The semen I had ejaculated overflowed from her pussy. I used tissue paper to clean her pussy.

“Oh, thank you. Kosuke is so kind…”

Patty narrowed her blue eyes and looked at me.

“Kosuke, you’re on the bottom. Looking up…”

I lay on my back at Patty’s words. My dick was still rock hard.

Patty ran her hand along my erect dick and took it into her mouth, starting from the head. She then licked the whole of my dick with her tongue, before taking it in her mouth again. Inside her warm mouth, my dick was being worshipped by Patty.

Patty was on all fours, with my dick in her mouth and stimulating her pussy with her right hand. Patty was also pursuing her own pleasure. Patty’s blonde hair tickled my stomach every time she moved her head up and down.

In Patty’s mouth, I was approaching my climax. Should I just let it out like this? I thought as I looked at Patty. I was at my limit.

“Pa-Patty! I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”

I said, looking at Patty’s expression.

“Mmmm…. Mmmm…”

Patty nodded repeatedly with my cock in her mouth.

“Oh! Patty! G-g-now!”

I closed my eyes in pleasure and raised my hips as I thrust upwards. At that moment, my semen spurted out, aiming for the back of Patty’s mouth. Gulp, gulp, gulp! Patty received the semen that spurted out again and again in her mouth.

Patty gulped down the semen I had ejaculated, gulping it down. Patty’s mouth contracted tightly, trying to suck up every last drop.

“Ah, ahh… Patty…”

As I enjoyed the pleasure of ejaculating, I stared at Patty, who still had my dick in her mouth. Patty slowly pulled out my dick from her mouth.

“Oh… Kosuke. So much came out… Ufufu… I drank all of Kosuke’s semen. Can you still continue?”

Patty looked up at me with a smile.

“Yeah… I’ll do it again and again for you. Now, turn around…”

As I was immersed in the pleasure of ejaculating, I told Patty. Patty got on all fours with a smile on her face.

“Patty, your ass is lovely. It’s so pretty…”

I said kissing Patty’s white ass.

“Oh… I’m so happy, Kosuke…”

Patty looked at me with a smile.

I kissed Patty’s ass, caressed it with my hand, and ran my tongue over her hairless pussy.

“Ahh, ahh, Kosuke, Kosuke… Come, come! Please fuck me!”

Patty writhed with the caresses of my mouth, turning her face away and looking at me.

“Here I come, Patty…”

My cock, which has been hard from Patty’s blowjob, slams into her from behind.

“Oh, ohhh! I’m cumming, I’m coming! More, more. I want to cum more!”

Patty arches her back and screams. My cock has completely conquered her Womanhood.

I grabbed Patty’s ass with both hands and pumped in and out quickly. Patty is moaning loudly as she chases the pleasure.

I want to make Patty even more intoxicated with pleasure. With that thought in mind, I turn up the level of the “Aphrodisiac Electromagnetic Waves” to 3.

“Ahhh! Ahhh! No, ahhh! I’m cumming, cumming! Aahhhh… Aahhh…”

Patty screamed, pressing her face into the sheets due to the level 3 “Aphrodisiac Electromagnetic Waves” and my intense pumping. Then her body went limp and she passed out.

“Kuuuu! Uuh!…”

As my dick pumped in and out of her pussy, semen spurted out again and again.

Semen spurted out again and again from my cock, which was thrusting violently in and out of her pussy. I ejaculated a large amount of semen into Patty, and without pulling out my cock, I increased its length to 18cm and held her in a side doggy style position. I kissed Patty’s shoulders and neck with my mouth, while kneading her breasts with my hands.

As I thrusted slowly from behind, Patty cried out “Ah, ah… Oh, Kosuke… I love you, Kosuke…” as if in an ecstasy.

“Patty, Patty… You’re a beautiful woman, Patty…”

As I penetrated her from behind with my long cock, I whispered in her ear.

Meanwhile, my cock, still inside her, was pushed up to its peak again and again, repeatedly ejaculating into her.

After making love to Patty many times, Patty and I took a shower together. It was equipped in a similar way to any apartment in the area, so perhaps Patty was using it as a kind of home. Of course, while in the shower, I held Patty from the front and behind while standing, making her pass out many times and giving the pleasure of continuous orgasms.

After the shower, Patty and I had a pleasant time drinking at the bar. All the while, I gently caressed Patty’s body and kissed her repeatedly. We were both sitting in the booth naked. Patty lovingly sucked my 18cm erect cock repeatedly. As she got aroused by my caresses, she climbed onto my lap and guided my dick into her pussy in the cowgirl and face to face positions.

My cock could stay erect without limit, so I occupied Patty’s pussy while still erect, bringing her to orgasm many times.

I held Patty until the night was so late that I no longer remember how many times I had ejaculated inside her. Then, while Patty was unconscious on the bed, I gently caressed her body and kissed her, then I returned to my hotel.

Before leaving the bar, I had turned off the “Aphrodisiac Electromagnetic Waves”, so Patty shouldn’t have any memory of the time after we entered the bar together and danced. But perhaps the pleasure of the sex, during which she had fainted so many times, would remain in her brain.

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The next day, Saturday.

I woke up at 6am. For some reason, I felt like I could still smell Patty’s scent on me, so I took a shower.

Dining and having sex with Patty had nothing to do with the contract. Even though Patty is a foreigner, she is completely resigned to that fact. That’s what a businessman is.

Still, Patty might want me again tonight. When that happens, I plan to enjoy her blonde hair and white body to the fullest.

Around 8:30 a.m., after breakfast. The light indicating an incoming call flashed on my cell phone. It was Patty.

“Hello. This is Kureha.”

I introduced myself.

“Kureha-san. I’m Patricia Foster. Thank you for joining me for dinner yesterday.”

Patty’s voice came from the cell phone.

“President Patricia. I really enjoyed the meal. Thank you.”

I bowed my head and said.

“Can you be here by 9? I’d like to give you a formal reply.”

President Patricia said in a businesslike voice.

“Okay. I’ll be there at 9. Then…”

I replied and hung up my cell phone.

I got ready and left the hotel. It was about a 10-minute walk to Sasaki Electronics College.

When I arrived at Sasaki Electronics College, I went through the reception and got on the elevator.

President Patricia must have been contacted by the reception, because she was standing in front of the elevator that had opened on the seventh floor.

“Miss Patricia. Good morning.”

I greeted President Patricia with a stiff expression.

“Good day, Mr. Kureha… Please come in…”

President Patricia’s expression was stiff and stern. At this rate, there would be no contract. Well, I was prepared for that from the start.

As President Patricia walked through the office, I remembered Patty’s expression of fainting in pursuit of pleasure when we had embraced each other and had hot sex at President Patricia’s bar last night, and Patty’s pussy, which was almost hairless. I remembered the feeling of her pussy on my penis when I inserted it with all my might. I remembered her slim body, which is not typical of a foreign woman.

“Please have a seat…”

President Patricia told me and sat down on the sofa first.

“Excuse me.”

I sat down in front of the President. While I was doing so, the secretary brought the coffee.

“Kureha-san… I’ll get straight to it…”

President Patricia looked at me with a document in her hand.

“I would like to inform you that we cannot make a contract at the price of 100,000 yen per unit that your president proposed. In other words, the contract negotiations for 100,000 yen per unit will be null and void.”

President Patricia looked me straight in the eye and said.

It turned out that they were not going to make a contract after all. If the conditions don’t suit you, you simply back out. This is the American way of doing business that spans the world. There was certainly a big difference between the desired price of 85,000 yen and our proposed price of 100,000 yen.

“I understand. This time, I think it wasn’t meant to be…”

I bowed deeply as I said this.

“Well then, President. I’ll be off now. Just witnessing American-style business is a great achievement for me.”

President Patricia looked at me with her blue eyes.

“Please wait, Kureha-san…”

As I stood up from the sofa, the President said.

“Please sit down…”

I sat down on the sofa again after hearing President Patricia’s words.

“I, Mister Kureha… I’d like to make a formal contract with you. The price you offered is a 5-year warranty on the head, 110,000 yen per unit with 3 sets of spare ink, and 150 units… a total of 16.5 million yen… how about that…”

President Patricia, still gazing at me, put the paper she was holding on the table.

It was an electronics trade agreement. The contract stated the printer model number and number of units, the unit price, and the names and quantities of accessories, and it was already signed by President Patricia.

“Miss Patricia…”

I stared at President Patricia in shock.

“I have already signed it. Now, once Mister Kureha signs, the contract will be complete…”

President Patricia looked at me with a smile.

I took a deep sigh and wrote my name on the contract.

“Mister Kureha. With your sincere and earnest dedication… I am delighted to be able to enter into a contract with you.”

President Patricia said, extending her right hand.

“Thank you. I am truly grateful for your heart that is filled with kindness. Thank you.”

I extended my right hand and shook her hand tightly.

☆　☆　☆

It was a Saturday.

I toured the sights of Sapporo with President Patricia as my guide. “Leave the tour of Sapporo to me,” said Patty, who was at the wheel of a Japanese luxury car.

Patty and I walked arm in arm, leisurely passing the famous historical sites. As we walked, I held the beautiful blonde in my arms, kissing her over and over again without worrying about what other people thought.

And then at night.

I had a leisurely meal with Patty at a famous restaurant in Susukino, and invited her to the hotel where I was staying, where we had drinks at the bar.

“Kosuke… When are you going back? Are you going back to your wife?…”

Patty asked, rubbing her body against me in the bar booth.

“Tomorrow evening, by plane…”

I said as I put my arm around her shoulder.

The manager has booked a three-night stay, but I can’t stay that long. My wedding with Saori is in five days. Saori will be busy preparing for the wedding. I can’t do anything for her, but I want to at least be by her side.

Thanks to Patty’s 16.5 million yen contract, we made a much bigger profit than the planned 10 million yen.

The company said they would cover all the expenses for the wedding. That’s all thanks to Patty.

But I can’t stay with Patty forever.

“Patty… I won’t forget you. Thanks to you signing the contract, I can return to the company with confidence. The president is also very grateful to you…”

I placed my lips on Patty’s forehead.

“No, no… I’ll miss you, Kosuke…”

Tears spilled from Patty’s blue eyes as she looked at me.

“Patty. Your emerald blue eyes. Beautiful blonde hair. Beautiful body. Cute lips. Everything about you is a wonderful memory for me.”

I said this and hugged Patty. Tears were spilling from Patty’s eyes one after another.

“Thank you, thank you. I won’t forget you either…”

Patty gazed at me with eyes full of tears.

“It’s our last night… Spend it with me. Please, Kosuke. In my bed… Leave the memories and scent of Kosuke on my bed and pillow…”

Patty said, wrapping her arms around my neck.

“I love you, Patty. I won’t let you go tonight…”

I hugged her and kissed her.

That night.

I went to Patty’s bar, drank alcohol like before, danced with Patty, and then I made love to her. Level 1 of “Perfect Sex” was enough.

It was my last night with Patty.

“Oh, oh! Kosuke, Kosuke! Cum, cum more! Aaaah! I love you, I love you! Haaaah!”

I thrust my 18cm cock deep into Patty’s pussy and, as I made violent piston movements, she climaxed many times and orgasmed repeatedly. Patty looked at me with tears in her eyes, her white body writhing in pleasure.

“Patty, Patty!”

I also gritted my teeth as I climaxed again and again, pumping my hot semen hard into Patty’s deepest parts.

“Ohhh! Kosuke, Kosuke! It feels so good! I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming! Aaahhh! I’m cumming, I’m cumming! Haaaahhh!”

Patty repeatedly fainted and woke up as the pleasure washed over her like a tsunami.

I continued to hold her until morning approached.

Once I was sure that Patty had fallen asleep from orgasm after orgasm, I turned off “Perfect Sex”.

I don’t know when I’ll be in Sapporo again, but all I can do is pray for the success of Patty’s school and for her happiness.

Patty. I pray for your happiness.

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