man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 312 [311] Need to push

"If you're okay, I'll go back first."

"There are still people waiting for me to eat."

Amidst the melodious music in the coffee shop, Nagisa Miyahara's tone carried a hint of impatience.

Mieko Miyahara listened to her plain tone, and looked at Nagisa in surprise, with a smile in her tone: "It seems that the life with that boy really changed you a lot. few."

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Nagisa Miyahara was taken aback when he heard the words, his eyes that were originally looking out of the window suddenly turned back, and looked at Mieko Miyahara who was drinking coffee indifferently, his brows first raised, and then they knit together.

"You're investigating me again!"

Then the voice sank, and the anger was faintly suppressed in the crisp voice: "If you have nothing to do, go back to your poor company as soon as possible. It doesn't matter who I'm with."

"is it?"

Miyahara Mieko's voice was raised slightly, as if she was being eccentric: "I clearly heard that you were dumped."

"what?"

Nagisa Miyahara's voice was exaggerated to cover up his guilty conscience, with a somewhat disgusted expression on his small face: "It's okay to just rent a boyfriend, an old woman like you probably hasn't heard of such a thing, right? You can date after paying There's nothing you can't get rid of."

"Even if we rent together for four months?"

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Miyahara Nagisa was startled for a while, but did not speak.

The young mother was still drinking the coffee in her hand slowly, she didn't seem to care about her daughter's emotions at all, she just turned to her with her usual flat expression, and slightly pushed down her glasses: "shopping, library, going out on a date, seaside travel."

"It's the first time you're in love, it should feel pretty good, right?"

"whispering sound."

"It's a pity to be dumped."

Miyahara Mieko's voice can be described as murder without blood.

Hearing this, Nagisa's body couldn't help but froze, and then he clicked his tongue lightly with disdain, and straightened his back as if impatiently supporting the table with both hands:

"I've said it all."

"I have a way to get him to be with you."

The sound was suddenly interrupted.

Nagisa Miyahara's mouth remained the same as it was when he was speaking, but his eyes suddenly went straight, as if someone had accidentally pressed the pause button somewhere in his body while speaking.

It seemed that the subject had suddenly been extended beyond her imagination.

For a moment, my brain couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Mieko Miyahara put down the coffee cup in her hand:
"Can't you understand?"

"I said, I have a way to get you with him."

"Together means getting married."

"You're done, Nagisa."

Nagisa Miyahara, who was suddenly shocked by the sudden frequency hopping, was at a loss for a while.

She first stood up with a bang, propped her hands on the table, gritted her silver teeth and widened her eyes, as if trying to say something, "I don't need you to interfere in our affairs!" ' or 'Who wants to listen to the arrangement of a guy like you! ' and other words that sound very backbone.

But when the voice came to his mouth, it seemed to be tightly strangled, and he couldn't make it no matter what.

After opening and closing her lips a few times, she sat down heavily again.

".none of your business."

The voice is weak.

Compared with the powerful and sonorous emotion before, it is obviously weaker by several grades.

Seeing her like this, Miyahara Mieko finally couldn't help showing a slight smile: "Although I knew about it before, I didn't expect you to like him so much."

"That Shiina-kun?"

"We all know that he is already with someone else."

Upon hearing this, Nagisa Miyahara couldn't help thinking of the bad fox who had a proud face when he came to her house last time, his face darkened suddenly, and he said indiscriminately: "The person I like What you do has nothing to do with you!"

As soon as the words came out, it felt a little wrong.

A blush could not stop appearing on her tender little face, and she immediately wanted to correct it:

"No, not that."

But the words of this explanation seemed to have a strong sense of guilt, and she couldn't open her mouth after just two sentences, she turned her head away suddenly, and decided to ignore her.

"You don't have to deny it." Miyahara Mieko's voice was flat, as if she was discussing with a business partner at the table, without the slightest emotion, "I already understand the things between you pretty much."

"The reason why I tell you is just to see your attitude."

"But the result is still a bit beyond my imagination."

Saying that, Mieko Miyahara crossed her fingers, and her voice paused slightly: "But... do you really know what kind of person you like?"

Miyahara Nagisa lowered his head and did not speak.

Seeing her passive appearance of neither speaking nor resisting, Miyahara Mieko made another big move.

She took an envelope from her pouch.

"open to take a look."

The envelope was handed to Miyahara Nagisa.

Nagisa seemed to hesitate for a while, but after less than half a second of stalemate, he couldn't help but reached out and tore open the envelope.

Inside are a few photos.

Almost all the people in the photos were people she was familiar with, male or female.

Some were driving Aiba Chiho downstairs to the apartment, some were dragged into the apartment by Yuki Terashima holding hands, and some were cuddling with Yui that seemed too intimate
At last.

He and Sano Shino hugged each other on the street like no one else.

Nagisa Miyahara held the last photo in his hand, and his eyes stayed there for a long time.

Mieko Miyahara, as if she didn't think the matter was a big deal, added oil and vinegar to the side, and said lightly: "The private detectives have found out quite a few things. The person you like probably has maintained long-term intimacy with four or five people. relation."

"Some of them know each other, while others don't."

As she spoke, she tapped the photo of Shiina Iori being dragged home by Yuki Terashima on the table with her long nails.

"Miss Terashima alone brought him home several times."

Mieko Miyahara had a slightly deep smile on her face:
"Several times I spent the night."

After hearing the last few words that were slightly emphasized, Nagisa Miyahara's fingertips that were pinching the photo turned pale indistinctly, and there were also subtle wrinkles on the photo.

The little fist under the table was clenched tightly.

they can all
Only I was rejected.

Before he knew it, such an idea came to Miyahara Nagisa's mind.

Between 'being stolen' and 'can only watch others eat', which one is more painful?

Miyahara Nagisa himself couldn't say well.

Because she was clearly rejected, she should have stayed out of the matter.But the moment she saw these photos, there was still an extremely strong feeling of jealousy and annoyance in her heart that was almost unstoppable.

There was a faint sourness in the eyes.

She remembered that she had experienced this emotion some time ago.

It was in the evening, and Iori called suddenly, saying that he would have to help Shino's place in the future, and it might take a week before he could go back to live.

At that time, after Miyahara Nagisa put down the phone, he curled up under the blanket and was in a daze for a long time.

She just kept her eyes open, she didn't know what was going on in her head, and she didn't feel sleepy at all when it was dark.

It wasn't until the dawn of the next day that he woke up that he seemed to understand the meaning of that sentence.

When the truth comes, you can only accept it if you don't want to accept it.

Just like the photos in front of you.

Her acceptance is always passive.

It's just that the mood was silent for two seconds, and Miyahara Nagisa suddenly said calmly as if nothing happened:

"What's the matter?"

"Even after seeing these photos and knowing what kind of person he is, don't you want to give up?"

Mieko Miyahara ruthlessly tore off this disguise and stabbed at the wound: "The boy you like is actually a scumbag with several boats on his feet."

"Even so, don't you have the slightest thought of giving up?"

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Miyahara Nagisa did not answer, but instead asked, "What do you mean by 'together'?"

After checking everything, at this time, no matter how much you say something annoying, it's just to vent your emotions.

Compared to this, she has other things that she wants to know first.

"The Miyahara family only has you as a direct descendant."

"Zhu."

Hearing this, Mieko Miyahara stopped trying to induce her emotions, and turned to the main topic: "In the future, you will always take over this property. If there is no one around to help you, you will not be able to hold it."

While talking, she nodded Shiina Iori's face in the photo: "And the person you like is 20 years old, born in Tokyo University, from an ordinary family, has a very good appearance and inside, and basically has no shortcomings except that he likes to play with women."

"here we go again."

"Industry, group, family."

"Those who don't know think you are the head of a Chinese family. The shogunate has been destroyed for more than 100 years, old lady."

Miyahara Nagisa sarcastically mercilessly, and then changed the subject, with a bit of vigilance on his expression: "Wait, you haven't said anything to Yizhi, have you?"

"do you want?"

Mieko Miyahara didn't answer directly, and threw the question back casually.

Zhu Jiang's complexion suddenly became a little ugly, but her lips were slightly pursed, and her mood was a little complicated.

That feeling is like a game level that I couldn't get through no matter how hard I tried, and I accidentally got through it.

While the eyes are suddenly clear, the heart can't help but feel a little empty.

Thinking of this, she suddenly thought of Yizhi's sudden words after running a few days ago.

While the eyelids drooped slightly, the clenched fist seemed to suddenly lose strength.

Slowly let go of your fingertips.

She seemed to have gone through countless back and forth struggles, and her movements seemed to raise her head with some difficulty, staring straight at the mother in front of her.

Lips parted slightly: "If. Just if."

"I say 'want',"

"What would you do?"

A meaningful smile appeared on Miyahara Mieko's always calm face.

Sure enough, both sides needed a little push.

"Click."

The door is open.

The cool air from the air conditioner in the room blows towards the face, erasing most of the heat brought by Miyahara Nagisa from the summer outside the door, and the unique crisp sound of cooking with hot oil can be heard in the ears.

Yui Igarashi, who was sitting on the sofa eating potato chips, had a pair of bare legs, and when she saw Nagisa came back, she kicked her bare feet as a wave:
"Zhu-chan, you're back."

"Ah."

Nagisa Miyahara nodded in agreement, "I'm back."

The voice is slightly muffled.

I don't know if it reminds me of Yui and Iori's intimate actions in the photo, it seems that the whole person is a little listless.

"Zhu-chan came back just in time, go wash your hands."

"Ready to eat."

As if hearing a specific voice, Nagisa Miyahara raised his head instinctively.

Shiina Iori is still standing behind the L-shaped kitchen counter as before, wearing a dark blue apron, with a large pot in one hand and a spoon in the other. The skill of turning the pot is proficient, and it looks more like juggling than cooking.

However, unlike other professional chefs who concentrate on cooking, Shiina Iori seems to maintain an extremely relaxed state all over her body, looking at ease, and even has a few words with Nagisa sauce.

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Miyahara Nagisa looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure of Shiina Iori, and felt as if he hadn't eaten Iori's dishes for several days.

The three meals in the past few days were all delivered by Yui from the Michelin restaurant.

It looks okay, the taste is average.

"what happened?"

Seeing her standing still not far from the kitchen counter, Shiina Iori turned her head to look in doubt.

"No"

Miyahara Nagisa thought of the conversation he had with his mother just now, and he felt like a thief, so guilty that he had to deny it instinctively.

But in the middle of the conversation, he didn't know where the confidence rose and turned to say:

"I, Iori."

"Are you staying here today?"

The lips trembled unconsciously.

On the surface, he tried his best to pretend that nothing happened.

Shiina Iori paused for a while when she turned the pot.

Knowing that this topic is more sensitive, he has been avoiding this issue intentionally or unintentionally, but he doesn't want to be pointed out by Nagisa himself.

Hearing this, she could only ponder for a few seconds and said, "Shinon seems to have something to ask me for a while."

His gaze was still instinctively avoiding Miyahara Nagisa's eyes.

Originally, this should be regarded as a statement of attitude, but this time Miyahara Nagisa did not know why, and suddenly became a bit tough:
"Just a moment!"

She raised her voice unknowingly, and suddenly lowered it as if a little weak:

"Could you accompany me to Zaokawa for a walk after dinner?"

"Not far."

Zaogawa is one of the tributaries of the Edogawa River. The water flow is very slow and relatively clear. It is not far from Fuminoki's apartment. You can walk there after a meal. There is also Hamasaki Park nearby.

It's a good night around there.

Igarashi Yui, who was originally lying on the sofa, also straightened up and listened to the two of them.

There are billions of points to care about.

Shiina Iori clattered twice in his hand, took out the hot dishes from the pot and put them on a plate, wiped his hands with the rag on the table, and turned his head to look at Miyahara Nagisa in a strange way.

"Just for a while?"

"Ah."

Miyahara Nagisa turned his head away and said softly: "There are some things."

"I'm a little concerned."

"it is good."

Shiina Iori readily agreed, and while talking, she came out of the kitchen counter, beckoning to Yui, who was patronizing and eavesdropping, to bring the dishes over.

Seeing her serving the dish, Iori instinctively wanted to reach out and steal a piece, so Yizhi grabbed her little ear with the same skillful movement, and taught her a lesson by the way.

Miyahara Nagisa looked at the small gesture of intimacy between the two of them, but suddenly pursed his lips in concern.

It seemed to think of Mieko Miyahara's words.

Is it just me?
　Put a broken bowl~OTiZ
　　
　
(End of this chapter)