About two hours later, Panasonic Izumi and Nakamura Haruka all four supported each other as they staggered out, loaded with success.
Their faces were flushed, their eyes glazed, and they staggered, looking like they were drunk.
Aoyama Xiu Xin's sincerity had been felt by them.
And it was substantial!
A sweating Aoyama Xiu Xin sat on the sofa, gasping for air to normalize the elevated heart rate after continuous intense activity. That was a tough battle indeed.
"Mr. Aoyama, I believe you could persuade the daughters of all the city hall chiefs, no! As long as you wish, you could persuade any female relative in their families!"
The only audience at the scene, Miyashita Ryouko, who witnessed everything from start to finish, approached with excitement and admiration on her face. She blushed, poured a glass of wine, and brought it to Aoyama Xiu Xin's lips.
Aoyama Xiu Xin, parched and with a dry tongue, downed the wine in one gulp.
