man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 272 [271] Is it important?

"Bang bang bang!"

"boom."

"Bang bang bang bang!"

A series of crisp metal strikes sounded from the empty private gymnasium, echoing faintly.

Each sound is accompanied by a powerful kick and elbow trill.

The metal man frame with a silver-gray dull luster on its surface was already dented and damaged.

Aoi Cang Ayase, the little secretary of the glasses girl, stood far away, just watching silently.

When Miss Xing is angry, she will always come here for half an hour or an hour.

It's just that today, she stayed so long that she had already missed many appointments that were made two weeks in advance.

However, none of the bodyguards, secretaries, and cleaners in the audience dared to speak up.

"Bang bang—bang!"

This ton-heavy toy was built according to the standing fighting position of a 1.9-meter-high figure. At this time, it was inserted so crookedly on the ground, and it was chiseled into its current distorted appearance by countless heavy blows.

It makes people feel pitiful.

And the girl standing in front of it, at this moment, is still moving at high speed and changing fists and feet, the speed under her hand is so fast that it is almost impossible to see the afterimage, only a blurred white shadow can be seen sweeping the metal person. on the shelf.

Aoi Cang Ayase, who was next to her, felt her teeth sore for a while looking at it.

The hands and feet of the young lady in their family were as if they were not made of flesh and blood. As soon as she got home from school today, she began to lose her temper endlessly.

It seemed that he wanted to pour out all the suffocation in his heart.

"Boom."

Sure enough, even an iron man couldn't bear this kind of torture. With the final elbow strike, the heavy human frame fell to the ground with a whistling sound along with inertia.

On the granite that has been replaced for countless times, there is a shallow depression that has been dragged by heavy objects.

"call"

When the iron man fell to the ground, Yuki Terajima seemed to have regained his energy. A white loose exercise uniform was soaked in fine sweat, and it was tightly attached to the slender torso, outlining the Healthy and elegant arc.

However, the face of the fist and the tip of the elbow holding the bandage were obviously worn out by the huge shock.

The bandage on the face of the fist was stained with blood.

The clothes at the tip of the elbows on both sides were simply frayed, revealing the bloody white skin.

Although there is no such a large red mark on the calf, Aoi Cang Ayase can also imagine the tingling sensation when sweat and bruises are mixed together under the thin clothes.

It hurts to look at.

However, the eldest lady of their family didn't seem to be aware of these injuries on her body at all.

After all this venting, he seemed to have finally relieved his spirits. He skillfully pulled out the medicine box from the side corner, quickly rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, and applied the medicine himself.

On that glamorous face that is all over the city and country, there is always that cold expression that seems to have no heart for anyone.

After staying with Ms. Xing for a long time, people around her will be aroused by her highly rational and calm way of handling things from time to time, and they will follow her instructions to do things without knowing it.

For the vast majority of company employees and school members, Ms. Xing is an almost perfect leader.

Few people know this side of her.

Impulsive, irritable, crazy vent.

If you don't know what's going on, Miss Glasses Girl dares to muster up the courage to step forward and persuade her.

But precisely because she knew too much, it was difficult for her to speak.

"Ayase."

Yuki Terajima took off the bandages, applied a light layer of liquid medicine to the bruises and wounds on his limbs, and called out to the little secretary with glasses behind him in a flat voice.

Aoi Cang Ayase quickly reacted and gestured to the surrounding security guards and cleaners.

When everyone was gone, Yuki Terashima took off half of the sweat-soaked clothes on the left shoulder as if no one was there.

Yuki Terashima turned his back to the mirror and turned his head, revealing a large piece of white and soft skin.

She turned her right hand back to the mirror, and gently and slowly wiped and cleaned the surrounding wounds with alcohol cotton movements.

The other hand is extended slightly.

"Miss, let me wipe it for you."

Ayase thought she couldn't reach the wound on her back, so she volunteered.

Yuki Terashima glanced at her, turned his head a little bit disgusted, and said flatly, "Give me the phone."

"Eh? Oh!"

Secretary Ayase was stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized that her lady has a serious cleanliness obsession, and she doesn't like other people touching her things.

Not to mention the skin.

Even people around her who seem to have a close relationship like her actually just help her organize a series of simple tasks such as daily schedules, lists, and various work sequences.

Too close contact is almost impossible.

And the reason why she added 'almost' was because of the man she had met in a while.

Aoi Cang Ayase handed over the mobile phone bag, and Terashima Yuki's movements were as precise as an engineering robot. With a pinch of his little hand, he took out his mobile phone from the mobile phone bag.

While skillfully applying the medicine, Xing skillfully flipped through the Line number that was just registered a few days ago.

His fingertips stayed on the [Video Call] option for three or four seconds, but he still couldn't press it in the end, as if he was worried about something.After hesitating for a while, the unique dial that belongs to [Voice Call] still rings slowly and melodiously.

Another glance at the note on the screen.

【Iori】

as predicted.

Secretary Ayase looked at the note on the phone screen, and the subtle tension hidden under Miss Xing's iceberg-like face, and a narrow smile faintly appeared on the face of the past.

Terashima Yuki gave him a cold look.

Secretary Ayase couldn't laugh anymore.

Whether it is dismissal or cleaning, can you give me an accurate word?
However, when she fell into entanglement about her future, the phone in Xing's hand was already connected.

"Hey?"

It was already past eight o'clock when the little fox-senpai was sent to their izakaya.

The traffic that was once congested on the street was sporadic at this time, but there were still bursts of traffic in the subway station.

Japan's morning and evening rush hour is far more outrageous than most people who have never seen it before. In the subway station, there are even some small items that cannot be recycled because they are squeezed out - including but not limited to only one shoe, wig , women's small electronic toys, men's trousers torn by the door
What Shiina Iori has to face at this time is such a wave of evening peak.

Sitting on a bench in the platform, he looked at his phone, dawdling to move on to the next train with fewer people.

However, what was waiting was always wave after wave of struggling social animals.

Fortunately, the phone call just caught up with such an opportunity.

【calling.】

【hang up. 】

Shiina Iori, who accidentally clicked on the green sign, hung up Yuki Terashima's phone without any psychological burden. He has always been a thick-skinned man under certain circumstances.

He stood up, and also participated in the battle for the communal animals' home list, and decided to take the next train.

Shiina Iori couldn't say whether he just wanted to avoid Yuki Terashima, or because he had been busy with Shino until now.

He is a little irritable.

I want to find a narrow cubicle with only myself, drink a few bottles of wine happily, lie on the bed after getting half drunk, and go to sleep.

It seemed that by doing so, he could escape the cruel and cold reality.

However.
"Dududu-"

During the short 3 minutes of waiting for the next subway, the phone rang No. 20 six times, Shiina Iori finally chose to stride out from the queue of people who were about to line up for him, and ran all the way out of the platform.

"What's the matter? It's so urgent."

Shiina Iori's voice was vaguely impatient, as if trying to cover up something with this anxious emotion.

"fine."

Walking on the street, the voice in the microphone suddenly became much clearer.

The moment Yuki Terashima said this, Shiina Iori instinctively wanted to hang up the phone.

"I want to hear your voice."

Yuki Terashima's voice was still as flat as usual, but Shiina Iori couldn't answer as soon as he opened his mouth.

Shiina Iori stood in front of Sensoji Street at night, with her mouth slightly open like a fish landing on the shore, as if she wanted to make up some witty words to deal with this situation.

But after thinking about it, he slowly closed his mouth.

Lips pursed slightly.

The pace under his feet slowed down a bit, just passing a quiet lamp.

Even the sound became quieter.

"What do you want to hear?"

Rarely, his tone is as gentle as the flying leaves falling on his shoulders in summer.

As Shiina Iori said, she turned around a long street.

The tall street lamps at the corner illuminate the shadows, and the gentian and snakehead chrysanthemums blooming on the street in summer show their bright colors under the lights. Following the guidance of the lights, the two roads converge into one place and become a spacious four-lane road.

One way.

".I do not know either."

Yuki Terashima's words seemed to carry a touch of imperceptible fatigue, as if he was a little overwhelmed after what happened yesterday morning.

Even if it is just to have a voice as a companion, I think it is good.

It can make her feel at ease.

Shiina Iori walked on the one-way road, leaning against the sidewalk on the side.

Even though it was also the evening rush hour for getting off work, the scene changed from the dense crowd in the subway station to the empty street after only turning two corners.

As he walked slowly, he seemed to be thinking.

Like not knowing where to start.

"Actually, when I saw Xing sleeping next to me yesterday, I was still so impulsive."

His voice was pretending to be relaxed, as if he said briskly: "Often he usually has a straight face, but when he sleeps, he is unexpectedly undefended, and there is a kind of cuteness in contrast."

"But... in the end, I didn't dare to make a move."

Opposite the shining touch screen of the mobile phone, there was a very subtle breathing sound, which seemed to make people imagine the scene on the opposite side out of thin air—Xing squatted against the wall, listening to the voice on the mobile phone silently, with an indifferent little face Last serious.

Just imagining it, Shiina Iori couldn't help but smile a little bit on his face.

"Don't like it?"

Fortunately, there seemed to be a bit of puzzlement in that plain and straightforward voice.

But because the object is blurred, people don't know what they are saying they don't like.

"Like it."

"Who doesn't like a pretty girl?"

The night was as quiet as a slow piano piece, accompanied by the warm wind, and even Shiina Iori's voice calmed down: "But, it's as if Xing would call me at this time."

"I would be disturbed, too."

"."

The voice on the other side seemed to want to express something, and the originally flat breathing sound became a little rough, and then suddenly fell down.

Nothing was said.

Shiina Iori pretended not to hear, and her tone was still so gentle that people could not consciously slow down the rhythm: "One person's weight is as heavy as Mount Tai, and sometimes it may be just another person's weight as light as a feather."

"So, when I found out that the part I had done inadvertently had accidentally affected someone's life, I was absolutely terrified."

"Emotions that have been remembered by others for half a lifetime may have been blurred in my own memory."

"So, when Xing you showed your fanatical and impulsive emotions towards me, I was always at a loss."

"Do you like me? Or do you like that boy who went to the hospital to tell stories to his friends more than ten years ago, even I myself have forgotten?"

"I do not know."

Under the cover of night and light, Shiina Iori strolled in the street that belonged to him alone, walking briskly, as if he wanted to vent out all the confusion about Xing Na's fanatical emotions that had been accumulated before.

Yuki Terashima leaned against the wall on the opposite side of the phone, raised his head high, and pillowed the back of his head against the wall.

The bruises and wounds on the body have been bandaged.

At this time, he was closing his eyes.

I don't know what to think silently in my heart.

One person's weight is often just another person's lightness. Is it?
Iori.

Don't you remember everything?

In the mobile phone, Shiina Iori's very discerning magnetic voice continued to sound: "So, before we all recognize ourselves, can we not be so anxious?"

"."

The voices on both sides fell silent at the same time.

Shiina Iori waited patiently.

This sentence is not only to give time to Yuki Terashima, but also to leave time for himself.

In fact, he knows many truths, but most of people's emotions are not completely controlled by reason, and greed can never be satisfied.

Just like he would hesitate between the little fox-senpai and Xing, Sinon had also wavered between Xing and him before.

These emotions need time and experience to settle and accumulate.

The phone bill was ticking by with the timer on the communication time, Shiina Iori waited for a long time.

Suddenly, Terashima Yuki who was on the opposite side of the phone seemed to take a deep breath.

"Iori."

"You seem to have made a mistake."

Xing's voice is always so straightforward, but it is precisely because of this tone of taking everything for granted that her words sound full of weight.

After realizing that Shiina Iori remembered everything, all her previous covers were torn apart by herself.

"I like 'you'."

"It was you who sat by the bed and told stories when I was seriously ill."

"It's you who study hard with huge debts."

"It's you who smile at Maki even though you're tired from working everyday."

"It was you who were so unlucky enough to be rented by Xing to become my boyfriend."

"It's you I've been looking at."

While speaking, Yuki Terashima took a deep breath:

"I want you to like me like this."

"As for the rest"

"Is it important?"

　Happy National Day everyone! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)