Chapter 195: Pressure
After dinner, the collection and washing of dishes are all done by Makoto Natsui alone. Kishimoto knew that he couldn't help her, so he sat down on the couch in the living room, so as not to get in her way, but to add to the chaos.
He couldn't help but fall into some meditation. Women are fully able to achieve a leap in class through this combination.
It is also in reality that for them, the relative risk is the smallest, and the success rate is the highest, which is very suitable for women in the middle and lower classes who are eager to break through the class barrier.
Even if a woman doesn't work, it doesn't matter, she won't be looked down upon by people in society. Women who work, even if they earn little money, are not regarded as incompetent, but feel that they can do it and have achieved their set goals.
Women earn their own money, and they spend it themselves. At most, their money is for the family, which is to help them make up. Society is full of tolerance for women. Of course, for feminists, this is typical sexism.
On the other hand, if a man does not have a job, he is guilty of a heinous crime and will be despised by the people at the top of society. Even if a man has a job, if he earns less money, it is seen as a sign of incompetence.
In addition to spending the money he earns, he is also responsible for supporting his family. They are the pillars of the family, and when something goes wrong, a family basically collapses.
Society's requirements for men, especially Japanese society, are quite strict. Many men can't bear this kind of high pressure from society, which leads to suicide, and there are not a few people every year, it can be said that there are people every day.
Although men can also achieve class promotion by eating soft rice and other methods, they belong to being a man with their tails between their legs, and they will not be able to face society proudly and high-profile like women.
The woman said, I don't want me to come out to work, there is no shortage of me at home, that is to show off. Men definitely can't say the same thing.
People say, your husband is so capable, you still need to work? This is a compliment, and women will be proud. On the other hand, someone else says the same thing, "Your wife is so capable, you still need to work?"
"Let's go out!" said Natsui Makoto after finishing her own business and walking up to him.
Kishimoto was interrupted from his meditation. He stood up and followed her back and forth toward the entrance. They each changed their shoes before going out, took the elevator down to the first floor, and then walked out of the lobby of the high-end elevator apartment.
Natsui Makoto took the initiative to hold his right arm with both hands, and his body leaned tightly against him. A sweet smile spread across her face.
At this time, Kishimoto Masayoshi felt that he was only about to have a dog leash on his left hand. In this way, it is like a template for a successful and happy couple.
Although I have lived here for many years and am known by some people, they don't know anything. Men are unmarried, women are unmarried, whether it is changing girlfriends or boyfriends, it is a normal thing in society. Even if you change your wife or husband, it's not a new thing, it's normalized.
"I really want to be able to go on like this with you in this life, until I have white hair and old age. Kishimoto said with emotion.
"I should have said this to you!" Natsui Makoto said thoughtfully.
"Are you afraid that I'll die before you?" asked Kishimoto, laughing.
"If only you could die before me. I'm afraid that you will change your mind halfway, dislike me, and abandon me. Natsui Makoto stretched out his right index finger and poked his heart.
"How so?" said Kishimoto, looking at her affectionately.
"Why not?" said Natsui Makoto.
Masayoshi Kishimoto immediately understood what she wanted to say: "I think you are worrying about the sky. If you are not confident in your looks, then I will pay you to go to South Korea for plastic surgery.
From head to toe, you can go through it all over. If you like a female star, it's not impossible to look like her?
Still, I still like the way you look like you are. If you're not happy with your figure, then I'll pay for you to get it shaped. Silicone implants are not as fake as the real thing. ”
Natsui Makoto raised his hand and slapped him and said, "I hate it, you should go to South Korea for plastic surgery." You should have a silicone implant implant implanted in your body. ”
"Then I won't be able to understand you at all. Could it be that you still like a poor boyfriend?" said Masayoshi Kishimoto, shaking his head slightly.
Natsui Makoto pondered for a moment and said, "With you in the past, I didn't have any pressure at all. Now, with you, the pressure is increasing day by day. ”
"You're just asking for trouble. Tomorrow is Saturday, and I don't go to work. Why don't I accompany you to the hospital to see the psychiatric and psychiatric departments? Kishimoto couldn't help but laugh.
Natsui Makoto walked forward with his pace, and pouted like a little girl and said, "You're sick." ”
"I'm not sick, I really don't. If you have to say that I am sick, it is also because you have lovesickness. Kishimoto said with a smile on his face.
"I find you're so good at making girls happy. You've had a lot of girlfriends before me! Tell me honestly, I'm your first girlfriend. Natsui Makoto suddenly became a little unhappy.
"I said you were my first love, and you wouldn't believe it. Then I don't have much to say. Kishimoto said with a pretended innocent face.
Natsui Makoto didn't believe in her heart that a man who had never been in love at all would be so oily and smooth when he coaxed a girl. Even so, even if she knew that what he said was a lie, she was extremely useful.
The sweet smile on Makoto Natsui's face betrayed her heart deeply. She stiffened her neck and said incorrectly, "You liar." ”
The experienced Kishimoto has a lot in his heart, and women don't care how many girlfriends a man has in the past, as long as she is the last stop.
"That's right, I'm lying. I'm going to lie to you not only now, but for the rest of my life. Who made me a big liar through and through?"
Masayoshi Kishimoto stretched out his crooked left index finger towards her face and gently scratched her little nose as he turned sideways to her.
Natsui Makoto was so sweet in her heart that she didn't say a word in her language, but it was directly reflected in her body movements. Her grip on his hands tightened, and the smile on her face was even brighter than in the cherry blossom season.
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