man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 179 [178] Really like you
"Chila chila—"

Accompanied by the sound of the frying pan being turned, and bursts of aroma, Igarashi Yui silently opened his eyes.

Unfamiliar ceiling.

When she turned her head again, she saw herself lying on the sofa in the living room at some point.

On the kitchen counter not far away, Iori was cooking like every ordinary morning.

Fragrant as always.

At a table a little further away, Iori's younger sister-chan and Nagisa-chan were getting together, with a large plate in front of them, and the two murmured about what delicious food they were eating.

At first she wanted to ask a question.

But for some reason, when he opened his mouth, he felt inexplicably disgusted.

Looking down, my little stomach didn't know when it swelled up, as if some new life was conceived inside.

Yui was startled for a moment, then instinctively picked up the phone and glanced at the time.

That's right, it's only been a day.

But what is this inexplicable feeling of disgust?

Just when Igarashi Yui got up from the sofa, Iori at the kitchen counter noticed her movement, and raised her head with a gentle smile: "Yui, are you awake?"

However, for some reason, when Yui raised her head, she showed an inexplicable mournful face.

She clutched her belly and looked at him tremblingly:

"Iori. I seem to have it."

Shiina Iori paused when she turned the frying pan, instinctively she was a little dazed: "Eh? Then congratulations."

"Dole!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a chopstick swished from far to near, and suddenly fell into the chopping board in front of Shiina Iori with lightning speed.

The cutting board was three fingers thick, Shiina Iori carried a kitchen knife and left a trace when he chopped it down with force, was pierced by a plain wooden chopstick, and was nailed obliquely like a nail. More than half a root deep.

Even the iron kitchen counter underneath was pierced with a hole.

On the dining table, there was only one chopstick left in Maki Shiina's hand.

"Euni sauce?"

She turned her head, the evil behind her back became clearer, eighteen eyeballs followed Maki's gentle greeting, and at the same time turned sideways, staring at Iori with a full chill.

"Have we made an agreement? We can't have an impure heterosexual relationship before graduating from university."

She raised her head with a smile: "but, how can you even have children?"

Shiina Iori broke out in a cold sweat, turned off the electric fire, and raised his hands in surrender:

"The child is not mine."

Maki frowned: "That is to say, you don't deny that there was an impure heterosexual relationship between you?"

"and many more."

In this case, Shiina Iori would not plead guilty even to death.

He turned his head to look at Yui, as if he had noticed something, walked over and stretched out his hands to pinch Yui's belly.

"Is there flatulence here?"

"how do you know!"

Yui suddenly looked surprised.

Shiina Iori withdrew her hand and looked at her expressionlessly: "You are too full, you are full."

"But... I haven't had time to eat anything yet?!"

Yui, who just woke up, still looked dazed.

Shiina Iori turned her head silently and looked in Maki's direction.

Seeing Yui's reaction, Maki remembered that she had made more than 20 two-star evaluations of Tamagoyaki just now, and couldn't help smiling at Iori.

Iori coldly stretched out two fingers.

Tick ​​a tick.

Maki first showed a pleading look, and then struggled a little.

In front of Miyahara Nagisa and Yui, after all, I was a little embarrassed.

But after hesitating for a long time, he still walked over slowly.

Stretch the white and tender cheeks in front of Iori's two fingers.

Immediately pinch and twist the fingers forcefully.

"It hurts, hurts, hurts——!!!"

Offensive and defensive.

Shiina Maki shouted terribly: "I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't suspect that my brother is messing around with an impure heterosexual relationship." Maki was pulled weakly.

Only then did Shiina Iori let out a sigh of relief.

Their family, Maki, is good at everything, but when they get involved in a romantic relationship, they will suddenly turn into a powder keg, no matter where the sparks come from, they will explode.

It wasn't until now that Iori suffered from it, and finally felt that he had been too indulgent with Maki before.

This is not acceptable, it is necessary to show the majesty of the elder brother.

So, even if Maki admitted his mistake, Iori didn't smile at all, and said coldly, "And then?"

"You shouldn't suspect that brother is dating different women every day."

Shiina Iori tilted her head instinctively, avoiding Maki's pitiful gaze.

Renting a part-time, part-time job can't be called a date, right?
Although the action is a little guilty, but the tone must not be weak: "There is, what else?"

"I shouldn't suspect my brother and other women in the dark ferris wheel in the amusement park, taking advantage of the last night to secretly confess."

Miyahara Nagisa on the dining table suddenly raised his head, as if there were some particularly beautiful patterns on the ceiling.

Shiina Maki looked back at her suspiciously, but didn't see any way.

".Um, uh, any more?"

Iori's expression tensed up a bit.

Could this girl have discovered something and came prepared?

"I shouldn't suspect that my brother slept in the same bed with another woman, and when he got up, he called my dear."

Yui instinctively raised his head and glanced randomly at the corner of the living room.

Where's your camera?
Where is it?

Shiina Iori looked at her sister in front of her with an extremely complicated expression.

Maki also looked at him strangely, with three points of suspicion, four points of hesitation, and 95 points of unexpectedness in his tone: "What's your reaction? You can't really do it, right?"

"Cough cough cough" x3
The three of them coughed at the same time.

"Huh~?"

Shiina Maki didn't know when she had an extra chopstick in her hand, with a gentle smile all over her face.

"The elder brother who loves Maki the most, you won't lie to me, will you?"

"of course not."

Shiina Iori almost turned her face behind her back.

".yes?"

Maki with her hands behind her back, holding only one chopstick in her hand, didn't force her to ask, just looked at Iori with a smile on her face.

The distance is so close that you can almost smell the faint scent of shampoo on his body.

"That's right! Maki."

Glancing at Maki's loose clothes from the corner of her eye, Shiina Iori seemed to seize some opportunity and immediately said, "Go shopping for clothes!"

"Also, it's time for your suitcase to be replaced."

"Go after dinner, today happens to be Sunday!"

"Did I promise you before?"

"uh-huh."

Mingming had a gentle and kind smile on his face, but his eyes shone with a cold and sharp light like a sharp edge.

Maki squinted her eyes halfway, looking at Iori who didn't know where to look,
Silence for a long time.

"alright."

"Huh—" x3
The three breathed out at the same time.

I don't know what they have to be nervous about.

Shiina Maki only looked at it for a while, and didn't ask any more questions. She turned around and walked to the dining table, and joined Nagisa Miyahara again.

With only one chopstick left in his hand, he picked up a tamagoyaki on the plate, held it underneath with one hand, and fed it to Nagisa:
"Ah~"

These tamagoyakis are all improvements made by Maki just out of the oven.

She doesn't believe in this evil anymore.

Seeing her action, Zhu-chan couldn't help but have a bitter expression.

Obviously when I was in the room just now, I was looking forward to this kind of intimacy, why did it actually happen, but it would make me a little sad.

Is it because Tamagoyaki is not delicious?

Or the 'ah~' person is wrong?
Zhu Jiang thought about it, and glanced at the man in the kitchen counter with vague resentment.

Shiina Maki caught Miyahara Nagisa's calm squinting eyes, and the hidden smile in his eyes deepened a bit.

But the movement did not change, still holding the tamagoyaki in his hand.

It was only after Zhu Jiang ate it that he finally showed a relieved smile.

Miyahara Nagisa sighed helplessly.

It's not that the food made by Maki is not delicious, even relatively speaking, the tamagoyaki made in many small restaurants should not be as good as hers.

But, who is used to Iori's aphrodisiac dishes, who would look up to ordinary meals?

It would be great if I could improve my relationship with Maki from other aspects.

Nagisa-chan was thinking about it when she heard Maki asking casually:
"Hey, Nagisa-senpai."

"Do you want to go shopping with me and my brother later?"

Nagisa Miyahara breathed stagnantly.

There is light in the eyes.

"Actually, I didn't want to come."

Miyahara Nagisa held a small hand behind his back, muttering to himself.

Today, it is rare for her to have a pure makeup that is so delicate that it is almost invisible, her long hair on one side is neatly tied up in a bun, she is wearing a pure black little devil dress, and she is holding a handful of sunscreens in her hand. umbrella.

A pair of slender long legs are wrapped in 30 denier thin black silk, and a pair of small height-enhancing leather shoes are bright and reflective.

The outfit is exquisitely fitted, and her petite figure fully sets off her mixed temperament of cuteness and uninhibitedness.

Obviously carefully selected.

At this time, Miyahara Nagisa was arranged by Maki to stand beside Shiina Iori, holding a parasol in his hand, and the other hand happened to be on the side close to Iori.

And Maki, who hadn’t seen the slightest physical and mental contact between Iori and any woman just now, for some reason, took the initiative to stand on the other side of Iori, like a very interesting light bulb, fulfilling her own glowing and hot obligation.

Like fishing law enforcement, he quietly puts the bait in front of the prey.

Can't wait for someone to show his flaws.

But the more this is the case, the more cautious Shiina Iori's attitude is, and the distance between him and Miyahara Nagisa is quite clear.

It wasn't until Maki wandered around a store and went into the fitting room to change that Nagisa suddenly whispered to Iori.

"Yes, it was Maki who forced me to come!"

She seemed to be a little bit stubborn.

Shiina Iori didn't expose her, but nodded in agreement: "Sorry, my sister is really a bit ignorant of the rules, and I will teach her a lesson when I get home."

"That, that's not necessary."

Zhu Jiang muttered in a low voice, as if she casually picked up the hem of her skirt, and pulled her temple hair from time to time.

Shiina Iori only thought that she was blind and didn't see anything.

It is the so-called master-slave order.

His main task today is to accompany Maki to take a good look around Tokyo.

Speaking of which, when their family left Tokyo, Maki seemed to be only five or six years old, right?
It's been a long time.

I don't know if she still has an impression.

Shiina Iori looked out of the window with a dazed gaze.

While thinking about it, I heard the door of the fitting room open gently.

Seeing the girl coming out of the fitting room, whether it was a passing customer or an employee in the store, they couldn't help but froze, their gazes were tightly attracted.

A girl in simple light blue short sleeves and a short skirt came out from inside, tilted her head in front of Iori, and gently rolled up her long hair at the temples with her fingers.

"Ernie? How's it going?"

"It suits your temperament very well, but can the skirt be longer?"

Shiina Iori praised her very cooperatively, and looked at her fair thighs with some concern: "Are you wearing safety pants?"

"Pfft, O'Neill, where are you from, a middle-aged uncle?"

Maki covered her mouth and snickered: "Why do you care about such things?"

"Who made my sister look so good-looking."

"Hey~?"

"That's it!"

Miyahara Nagisa next to him just watched silently, like an outsider wandering away.

Twisting the corner of the skirt with fingertips.

The lace at the edge of the skirt was faintly torn.

But before she could say anything, Maki bumped into her from the side, and she couldn't help but dragged Nagisa out.

Shiina Iori sighed and went to the counter to pay by card.

This miser can only be so happy when he spends money on his family.

"Senior Nagisa?"

"Ok?"

Miyahara Nagisa, who was still a little dazed at first, suddenly woke up when he heard Maki's voice approaching.

Maki turned to look at her: "Are you from Shizuoka? Can you speak Shizuoka dialect?"

Miyahara Nagisa nodded instinctively: "Yes, my grandfather's branch has lived in Shizuoka for generations."

"sharp."

Shiina Maki sighed a little: "My brother and I have no language talent, and we can't learn it for a long time."

Nagisa was taken aback: "Iori, isn't he from Shizuoka?"

When Maki heard the name 'Iori', she instinctively glanced at her: "No, I moved there because of debt evasion."

"I remember when I was a child, my family lived here in the Bay Area."

"It seems to be near this location, right?"

Maki looked at the apartment buildings in the bay area not far away, and circled around with some uncertainty.

"perhaps?"

"forgotten."

"Speaking of which, what about O'Neill?"

"Hello, Shenghui 220 yen, total tax. Are you cash or bank card?"

In front of the counter, the gentle voice of the waitress concealed a trace of chaotic heartbeat. Just looking at the man in front of him, his eyes could not help but be caught and clenched tightly.

"Swipe your card."

Shiina Iori was handing over the card with a bit of pain, when someone grabbed her wrist suddenly.

Let him startled.

Someone robbed the bank card? !

Turning his head, he saw a tall girl with a high ponytail in a suit and trousers standing beside him silently, and he did not know when she appeared.

The waiter in front of the counter suddenly reacted when he met those calm eyes, and hurriedly saluted:
"Miss Lucky."

"Help me get the suit I saved earlier."

"Yes."

Shiina Iori looked at Terashima Yuki who appeared behind him silently, with a subtle gaze.

Yuki Terashima looked at him: "What?"

Shiina Iori shook her head: "No, I thought big bosses like you would wave your hands and say something like 'he doesn't need to spend money on clothes in the future'."

"It's one of those particularly cheesy plots."

"I didn't expect you to jump in line."

Fortunately, Terashima heard this, the corners of his mouth seemed to slightly twitch on that rigid pale face.

"If you want, you can."

"forget it."

Shiina Iori thinks she has a keen sense, and when she heard her words, she instinctively felt that something was wrong: "Besides, why are you here? Is this store also yours?"

"No, just after the meeting, I happened to see you on the way home, so I followed."

Yuki Terashima said, turning his gaze to the two petite girls outside the door: "Is that your sister?"

"Can you see it?"

"Cute, right?"

When Iori mentioned Maki in front of outsiders, he always smiled as if showing off his daughter.

Only for this younger sister, he can be regarded as pampering to the bottom of his heart.

Wait, what kind of stalker was speaking just now? !
Shiina Iori suddenly reacted.

"It does look like you."

Yuki Terashima casually looked out: "Where's the other one?"

"friend."

"Oh?"

Terashima Yuki tilted his head to look at him, without saying a word.

Shiina Iori seemed unable to bear her overly straightforward gaze, and turned her head to look at the empty counter.

Before he paid, he was cut in line by the young lady.

However, he just turned his head.

The side face was suddenly pecked gently by two soft petals, with a faint mint fragrance.

wind and fire,

A touch point.

When I turned my head again, I saw Yuki Terashima's expressionless face showing a slight smile of success.

Like a cat addicted to stealing fish.

Before Yizhi could react, the waiter who had just gone to pick up the clothes went out first, holding three full-body suits in his hand.

As for the price tag, he didn't look carefully.

Only vaguely glimpsed what seemed to be seven digits.

It could also be eight digits.

Yuki Terashima took these sets of clothes and handed them to Iori:

"Here."

"Your money."

"Just try it on here and see if it fits?"

　It feels inappropriate to write half of it today, so I revised it again, and it was very late, sorry.

　　Put a broken bowl, ask for a large wave of recommended monthly tickets!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)