man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 369 [368] Account number (second update)
【君のせい】

【君のせい】

【君のせいでわたしOh~】

【想病で格好つかない】

【君のせいだよ~】

Accompanied by a loud and very rhythmic ringtone of the mobile phone, one hand slowly stretched out from under the quilt, groped and stretched to the head of the bed, and instinctively clicked on the loudspeaker button.

Shiina Iori, who woke up 5 minutes earlier than usual, said with a little sleepiness in her tone, eyes closed:

"Maki?"

"Why so early today"

"It's morning."

While muttering in a daze, Shiina Iori suddenly heard Yuki Terashima's flat and indifferent voice from the microphone.

The heavy drowsiness was dispelled in an instant, and his whole body shivered as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, and his eyes suddenly opened wide.

"fortunate?"

"What's the matter with calling so early?"

Shiina Iori was dazed for a while, and then suddenly a little nervous, subconsciously thinking that Xing's sudden call must be something urgent.

However, Xing on the other side of the phone only repeated the sentence just now:

"It's morning."

Yizhi lay on the bed in a daze and didn't realize it. When she heard her repeat it a second time, she snorted like a leaking ball, and lay back on the bed again.

After two seconds, there was a muffled sound from inside:
"I love you."

After hearing this password, Yuki Terashima continued: "Remember to come early this morning and bring you breakfast."

"Yes Yes."

Shiina Iori continued to agree drowsily, and the phone was hung up at some point.

Yuki Terashima made this call, it seems that he just wanted to hear his voice.

It wasn't until the 5 minutes of sleep were regained that Shiina Iori got up from the bed again as if revived, washed it quickly, changed into a sportswear and went out.

Morning exercises, harmonica practice.

After finishing breakfast, leave a note and go back to the West Point hut.

"Ding bell~ ding bell~"

"Sinon, I'm back."

Shiina Iori opened the door with the spare key, and shouted amidst the crisp wind chimes.

Then, Sano Shino came out from the direction of the kitchen wearing an apron, with delicate snow-white flour in her hands, probably processing the pastry materials for today.

"Yes, yes, I can hear you without shouting so loudly."

However, Senior Little Fox's attitude was a bit sullen.

"Sister Shino, shouldn't you give a loving and caring hug to your boyfriend who came back after a busy day?"

Shiina Iori's complexion was straight, and she was about to reach out and hug her.

In the end, he was blocked by Senior Little Fox's "slap" hand, and it was stuck on his face.

"what?"

Shino Sano rolled her eyes, and her tone was very unfriendly: "Why should I give benefits to a boyfriend junior who has been dating another woman for a whole day and just came back from another woman's house in the morning?"

"Senior Shino, what you say will make me feel like an out-and-out scumbag."

Shiina Iori, whose face was covered with flour, said so sincerely.

"Is there a problem, Junior Iori?"

Senior Little Fox glanced at him sideways.

"No, I'll knead the dough for you."

During the speech, Shiina Iori saluted the personal wedding salute powerfully, and was about to enter the kitchen with a quick trot.

"and many more!"

But before he ran far, he was grabbed by Sano Shino.

With the other hand, he picked up the freshly washed rag and wiped it on his face, wiping off the flour that had just been stained little by little.

While wiping, he complained in a low voice: "You guy can obviously stop the car, right?"

"Because it feels like Shino really wants to vent her depression, so I think it's better to hit him directly." Shiina Iori's speech was neither fast nor slow, which made Sinon laugh angrily.

"Fool."

"Yes."

After wiping it clean, Shino wiped her hands with a rag, pretended to be careless, and asked casually, "Where did you go on a date with Xing yesterday? Where did you go?"

"I went to the museum first, and then I ate at the ramen restaurant. In the afternoon, I went to the game hall."

Shiina Iori honestly gave a comprehensive report to her current girlfriend, Mrs. Shino: "Finally, I had dinner with Yuki at Fuminoki's apartment."

"Xing actually eats out. Wait?!"

Just as she was sighing in a low voice, Sano Shino suddenly realized something, her loose long hair seemed to be blown up, her long and narrow eyebrows were slightly contemptuous, and curved into a beautiful arc:

"Did you have dinner over there?"

"What about sleeping? Where did Xing sleep?"

The apartment over there is only that big in total, and there are only two small ones, Nagisa-chan and Yui, fortunately, if you want to do something, who can stop it?

"Go back to sleep!"

Shiina Iori's report was very concise, and Sinon's vigilance was immediately relieved.

"That's really strange."

Although Sano Shino breathed a sigh of relief, she still subconsciously wanted to make some sarcasm to vent her anger that the 'Zhenggong' couldn't find her boyfriend all day long.

But after thinking about it, I finally held back.

Every breath that I want to vent now will become the driving force to push Iori to happiness!

Never let Yuki take Iori away!
As for the two younger children in the family, Shino didn't ask a single question.

No threat.

After the family interrogation was over, Yizhi cheekily turned his face to the side: "For the sake of my peace of mind, it's not too much to ask for a chirp, right?"

"Ok?"

Shino Sano snorted with a smile, and suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed his face, causing Iori to grin in pain.

"Shinon!"

"Hurry up and change your clothes, today's snacks haven't been baked yet."

"Yes~"

"correct."

As soon as the kitchen curtain was opened, Shino Sano suddenly stopped and turned her head to look back at him: "I've watched the video of you at school and it's pretty good."

As he spoke, a charming smile with crooked brows and eyes appeared on that delicate little face.

Shiina Iori was taken aback.

It wasn't until Senior Little Fox entered the kitchen that he reacted and said, "Then let me play for you next time?"

An echo came from far away in the kitchen:
"Let's talk about it next time!"

Shiina Iori subconsciously showed a smile full of happiness.

Just thinking of what happened yesterday, I couldn't help feeling a little apologetic and guilty.

'For sure next time.'

Because the passenger flow is gradually fixed, the two have gradually figured out the approximate number of daily customers, so these two people have become a lot more skilled in solving the daily snacks together these days. Well arranged.

The daily trajectory of life still hasn't changed much. The only thing that disrupts the rhythm may be the summer vacation in the near future.

However, because there are only two final exams in three semesters in Japanese universities, and they are all concentrated in September and February, there is no obstacle to the summer vacation that is distributed from early August to mid-September.

At most, it is to urge students to remember to memorize the test points during the holidays.

"Bang, bang, bang."

The subway stations in Tokyo are still crowded with people of all kinds who get up in the morning to go to work and school.

Shiina Iori's 20-point charm that can't be concealed even by a mask is still eye-catching, and she can attract a lot of attention no matter where she goes.

However, he has long been used to the high-frequency peeping of the men and women around him who turn around every five seconds, and he just swipes his phone while standing on the crowded subway.

The main thing to look at is the changes in website data in the past few days.

The campus underground performance video edited by Matsushita Kazuya was sent over the night after the recording was finished that day, and Shiina Iori also uploaded it to the accounts of N station and Tikdog early, and it seems to have been sent to it yesterday or the day before yesterday The homepage of the website attracted a lot of traffic.

And the number of followers on his account has risen from single digits at the beginning to four digits now, barely breaking through [-] this morning.

——It is estimated that most of them are girls from the same school as him, or people from all walks of life attracted by the amazing appearance on the front page cover.

The cover chosen by Kazuya Matsushita is also very eye-catching. It is the moment when Iori Shiina is about to bow at the end of the performance, her face will not be tilted.

It happened that the part of my cheek was precisely stuck between the light and the shadow, with a vague sense of mystery, which made people involuntarily want to see the whole picture.

Apparently, the comment section shouted 'This is my new husband! ', 'Mr. Sakurai and I officially announce our marriage! 'This group of users was precisely selected by Panasonic and Kazuya in this way.

One more thing, the account ID is still the old [Sakurai Rito].

In terms of video effects alone, it can be said to be very good.

It has to be said that Shiina Iori's friends always seem to have extraordinary talents in various strange ways.

And under the brewing process in the past few days, the number of likes of this video has successfully risen to [-], and it is still rising in seconds.

Needless to say, the playback volume.

'In this way, Chiho should be able to help soon, right? '

Shiina Iori thought to herself.

"Crack."

While thinking about it, I heard a crisp sound of taking pictures.

Shiina Iori, who has gradually become familiar with this situation, didn't take another look at the other party because of this. He knew that the other party probably wouldn't feel scared or put away the phone, but would probably take advantage of his good-tempered weakness to take two more frontal photos .

However, just when Shiina Iori was going to pretend nothing happened, he suddenly heard a few whispers from the direction of the photo taking:
"Wow, isn't this the one! Up in the music area!"

"I know it, I know it! Sakurai Rito! The side profile looks great!"

"Isn't it fake? Aren't online ups all from P? This is too pretty."

".Do you want to go up and ask?"

"Eh? Pick up a conversation? Me?"

The two small girls who didn't know whether they were high school students or junior high school students made rustling voices, and from time to time they even peeked in his direction.

It's just that when they raised their heads, they suddenly saw Shiina Iori tearing off the mask, and showing an indifferent smile with max affinity in front of the two of them, which made their hearts beat a little faster in an instant.

"Remember to like it."

Shiina Iori said something softly with a smile, and instantly attracted many peeking eyes that had been keeping a high frequency.

The breathing of the two girls in school uniform seemed to have stagnated at this moment.

Then, Shiina Iori strode out of the car.

He has arrived.

"Is this kind of video interesting?"

Shiina Iori was walking in the corridor, watching her performance over and over again, when she heard a cold voice of doubt behind her.

Turning around, I saw Yuki Terashima approaching with a stack of documents.

Shiina Iori put away her mobile phone, and naturally reached out to take a stack from Yuki Terashima's hand, and said with a smile, "I'm just studying how to play to have a better performance."

"It's not easy for this kind of video to get people's attention."

"That's it."

Yuki Terashima agreed casually, making it difficult to tell whether she really understood.

As for Shiina Iori's choice, she has no intention of interfering.

"If you need help, remember to find me."

"Yes, yes~"

With just such an order, the two strode into the student council room.

The breakfast promised by Yuki Terashima was not very tasty, maybe it was because the taste was western style, and there was a whole piece of well-cooked steak, which made Shiina Iori's appetite a little bit unsuitable. Something is wrong.

Fortunately, he was very physically fit and didn't have diarrhea.

During the break of the class, after dismissing a few guys who asked for Line numbers for others, Shiina Iori sent a message to Aiba Chiho.

[Iori: How is the composition progress these days? 】

【Chiho: Not very satisfied! (Sorry little turtle.jpg)]

[Chiho: But in the process of gradually regaining her status! ! ! (full of confidence.jpg)]

[Iori: Very energetic. 】

【Chiho: Of course~!After all, it is expected by many people! 】

[Iori: Then Chiho-chan, you have to work hard. If you have a good song, I can help you use your account to promote it! 】

[Chiho: Huh? !Does Iori have a public account?Amazing! 】

【Iori: There are only a few thousand fans for now (laughs)】

【Chiho: I understand! 】

Looking at the screen of the mobile phone, Chiho's answer was quite energetic, and for some reason, Shiina Iori felt a vague sense of relief in her heart.

Although we haven't seen each other for a while, until now, Shiina Iori still remembers the flustered and helpless look of Aiba Chiho when she was waiting at the door of Ms. Kasugano's ward.

And now, although the process was a bit strange, at least it allowed her to find a spiritual pillar that could support her main business.

In addition, it can be regarded as giving him an unexpected 'source of life'.

"But... write songs?"

Shiina Iori muttered in a low voice.

Although it has been a long time, due to the improvement of physical fitness, Shiina Iori's ability to have an approximate memory has gradually become substantive, allowing him to remember all the songs he has heard in his previous life even after many years.

But there are only a few Japanese songs, most of which have been skipped, and only a small part has been listened to, and few of them are usable.

Obviously, he couldn't become a big star by relying on that bit of previous life accumulation.

So, the idea disappeared after a while in my mind.

Just be a doctor obediently.

While Shiina Iori put away her mobile phone,

Across the screen.

In the room with the curtains drawn tightly, the lights in the room were bright, and on the originally clean and tidy floor were piles of white papers that were obviously stained with ink and most likely had been trampled during his lifetime.

Aiba Chiho, who was slender, sat in front of a piano, holding a mobile phone in one hand and a pen in the other, and tapped on a notebook from time to time.

Seeing the news from Shiina Iori on the other side, he couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

In the input field of the mobile phone, the cursor flickers silently.

【Chiho: I will definitely write it down】

Halfway through typing, he suddenly deleted each word in silence.

The girl looked at the screen with a distressed expression.

Finally, re-enter.

[Chiho: Iori, thank you. 】

　Small target: (8619/20000)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)