man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 152 [151] Buy a headset?
balcony.

The location of the large flat floor of Wen Naixi Apartment is very good, and the whole floor-to-ceiling windows and large balcony face south.

The morning sun shines in, warming the floor under your feet, and the spring breeze with the fresh smell after the rain comes out from the small window on one side.

Far away, I could hear a cat calling for spring.

Shiina Iori hung up the phone, rubbed his brows tiredly, and let out a long sigh.

"Sister Shino, is it really okay?"

The two of them have known each other for a year or two. It is naturally impossible to say that they have no knowledge of each other.

Sinon's nature is completely opposite to her usual image.

Whether it is in the modeling venue or during part-time work, Sano Shino's behavior style can be called strong and tough. It seems that he can solve any troubles with ease when working part-time, even the most annoying customers can't stop Stop her footwork.

Always do things neatly.

But emotionally, he's as clumsy as a child.

After all, as a normal person living in modern times, he knows that if he keeps on confessing without thinking, what he gets in exchange will not be moved, but only police declarations like "come with me".

But Sinon Sano can continue to do it several times.

Repeated battles and defeats, but also indomitable.

I firmly believe that this inexplicable method is correct.

Therefore, it is hard for Shiina Iori to believe that after being dumped by Terajima Yuki again, Sano Shino would not go into a dead end.

"Who?"

Shiina was thinking about it with some headaches, when she heard a questioning voice from behind.

Turning around, I saw Zhujiang holding a paper and looking at him suspiciously.

"It's nothing."

Shiina moved her head quickly and turned her head back, as if she was looking at the scenery outside the window, seemingly carelessly.

"Is the paper finished?"

"Oh~ Sano-san?"

"Eh?!"

Shiina Iori didn't pause for a while, and turned her head to look at Nagisa-chan with a look of astonishment.

How can he read minds with his back to her now? !

Can this ability evolve?

Looking down, I saw Nagisa stretching her slender and fair neck to his hand, blinking her big eyes at the screen.

Shiina Iori turned off the screen calmly.

"Yep."

"I have something to do with Shino-senpai."

"Oh hoo!"

With her small hands behind her back, Miyahara narrowed her big eyes teasingly, and said in a very drawn out voice:
"Poetry~Nai~predecessor~senior~"

"So kind!"

He obviously said very loving words, but his tone was cold, and his gaze was always on his neck.

"is it?"

Shiina Iori glanced at her, and chose to meet this strange request: "Sister Nagisa~"

"Hey! Disgusting!"

Nagisa Miyahara stuck out her tongue at him, as if disgusted by you.

The little face was full of disgust.

"Yes Yes."

Shiina Iori nodded repeatedly in agreement, and stretched out her hand in the direction of Nagisa-chan: "Then disgusting lady, may I ask if you have finished writing the test paper for the first mock exam?"

"Is there still time left before the end of the exam? There is still more than half an hour."

"Would you like to check again?"

Teacher Shiina pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose: "If you don't pass the top 40.00%, don't expect me to take you to the amusement park."

"I'm not that easy to talk to."

"Relax~"

As soon as Miyahara Nagisa mentioned the test paper, he looked more cheerful than Shiina: "This kind of high-level test paper can't help me at all!"

"The test questions inside are basically variations of the questions you gave Iori, it's very simple!"

"If you don't believe me, take a look! It must be over ninety points!"

Hearing this, Iori couldn't help turning his head to look at Nagisa Miyahara: "You guy...do you really know how much competition pressure is in ordinary cram schools?"

"Eh?"

Miyahara Nagisa couldn't help being startled: "Isn't ninety o'clock enough?"

"of course."

Shiina Iori took it for granted: "The guy who has been in cram school since the first year of high school is either very good at studying, or very bad at studying."

"For the same type of test last year, the standard for the top 40.00% was 96 points."

"what--?!"

Miyahara, former high school scumbag, former bad girl Nagisa looked at Shiina Iori with a confused face.

"Are these guys also going to be admitted to Dongda?"

"What are you doing so hard?!"

Shiina Iori stretched out her hand calmly, and tapped Nagisa-chan's forehead lightly: "Unfortunately, most of these guys who you say are hardworking can only go to B-class prestigious schools in the super international school classification."

"Even those who can enter Waseda and Keio are very few."

"Let's not talk about Dongda."

"For most cram schools, if they can produce a scholar who is admitted to Dongda, that is a big event that can be hung and framed."

"Even if it is a well-known cram school, it will specially prepare valuable medals and certificates for this group of students from the University of Tokyo, just to leave a good relationship."

"Nagisa sauce."

"Aren't you underestimating the value behind the name 'Dong Da Sheng'?"

After witnessing for the first time the tragic battlefield between the masters from Shiina Iori's mouth, Miyahara Nagisa couldn't help being stunned.

"Then the scores of these papers." Nagisa looked up at Shiina.

"This kind?" Shiina glanced roughly, "If you don't have a perfect score, the future learning process will be very difficult. Probably this level."

Nagisa-chan looked at Shiina Iori and held her breath.

hateful!

It was installed by him.

Shiina Iori waved his hand: "It is undeniable that there are indeed all kinds of idiots in Dongda. But the ability to learn must surpass that of ordinary people."

"So, Nagisa-chan, you did choose a wish that is difficult to fulfill."

"Just the distance between 96 and [-] points on this test paper can throw out the total number of students from several batches of TTU students."

As Shiina Iori said, she flicked the paper in Xia Nagisa's hand provocatively: "So. Do you want to continue now? Ms. Miyahara at ninety o'clock?"

"Humph!"

"of course."

Miyahara did not notice that when she said this, her tone was much more serious than the frivolous attitude just now.

"Stop looking down on people, you bastard."

She said, but didn't intend to hand in the test papers, but sat back and continued to review and correct the questions.

While checking, he shouted at him: "Look out, I will definitely ask you to spend money to take me to the birthday amusement park the day after tomorrow! Iori!"

"Yes Yes."

Seeing Nagisa-chan's cute appearance, Shiina Iori showed a gentle smile on her face.

Very good, Sinon-senpai's matter is over.

He was rejoicing in his heart when he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Nagisa-chan."

"Don't disturb my exam!"

"Guess what birthday present I prepared for you?"

"."

After being silent for a while, Nagisa-chan couldn't hold back after all.

"New headphones?"

"Hmm~"

Shiina Iori's voice was noncommittal.

"sports shoes?"

"Huh?"

"New bag. No, you can't afford it."

After talking about a dozen times in a row, Nagisa became a little impatient seeing Yizhi's unreliable appearance, so she didn't continue talking.

Shiina Iori thought.

[Then. buy a headset? 】

The two of them were talking, when they heard a slow creaking sound of the door opening in the corridor.

I don't know what time I went to bed last night, but Yui, who seemed to have just woken up, lazily carried Inutaro out the door, her long hair was loose, she was wearing loose pajamas, and she was scratching her stomach gently with her little hands with.

As a result, as soon as he went out, he stared at Shiina with bewildered eyes, and the corner of his mouth was drooling slightly:
"Birthday?"

"What cake are you talking about?"

Shiina Iori looked natural: "Oh, Nagisa-chan will be born in a few days"

Zhu-chan suddenly panicked, flailing his teeth and claws at the table, speaking incoherently: "Wait, wait! Iori!"

"Elegant Butterfly-!!!"

　The second update~ Break the bowl and ask for votes!

　　Before I knew it, it was all night. Writing is indeed a career that trades life for works.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)