man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 447 [446] Fortunately Wanted

"Jingle Bell--"

In the corridor of Nanatsu Gakuen Senior High School, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

Class A for three years.

Nagisa Miyahara was sitting in the corner of the back row by the window, holding the mobile phone on the desk with both hands, staring at the screen with a little ecstasy.

It has been half a month since the landlady transferred to this school.

Different from the teaching environment and school atmosphere in Shizuoka, the high deviation value private middle school in Tokyo has a much better overall wind direction than the Minegasaki high school she was in before.

Not only are skirts and collars strictly regulated, but even the style of stockings and tie buttons must be completed in accordance with the regulations. If there is a slight deviation, disciplinary points will be deducted.

There are also members of the Discipline Committee patrolling the corridors every day.

Fortunately, since Nagisa Miyahara transferred to Qijia High School, he never heard adolescent boys and girls who boasted of their personalities get together and laugh behind their backs at those disciplined classmates.

It is also common to see motivated students running into the faculty office after class.

Perhaps, as Iori said, the different environments can really change people's mentality?
Miyahara Nagisa thought so in his heart.

Speaking of which, is Iori still in class now?
Or are you dealing with last night's troubles?
The more she muttered in her heart, the more difficult it was for her to concentrate, and her eyes were scattered around the phone screen.

Looking from the side, what appeared on the screen of her mobile phone was a picture of boys and girls in formal and evening gowns standing side by side, smiling politely under the camera.

It's just that in the middle of the pair of men and women, the hands hidden behind each other's backs are making some small movements restlessly.

This photo was taken by Mieko Miyahara on the balcony of the club before Shiina Iori and Nagisa Miyahara left last night.

This morning, the woman sent the original picture to her mobile phone.

Although it was taken by that woman.

Looks okay though.

Nagisa Miyahara's eyes wandered over the phone screen, and he was always a little embarrassed to face up to his smile when he was arm-in-arm with that guy Iori - it always felt weird and a little embarrassing to watch.

'Since we have already called Aunt Liuyuan, it should be settled, right? '

The landlady's thoughts flew back to Shiina Iori's indifferent and peaceful expression last night.

a little worried.

"Miyahara-san?"

Just as she was thinking about it, a soft greeting came from behind, which startled the landlady, and instinctively slid the photo on the screen to the next one.

Turning his head suddenly, he saw a petite figure with a round face and short hair standing behind him, holding an exercise booklet in his hand, with a cheerful smile on his face:
"Miyahara-san, do you have time now?"

"Well, huh?"

Nagisa Miyahara put the phone on the table subconsciously, and turned half sideways: "What's the matter, Mr. Hisaishi?"

Although it has been less than half a month since I transferred to this class, due to the reorganization of the class after the spring break upgrade, everyone was reorganized into one class and introduced themselves early, so Miyahara Nagisa gave the names of everyone in the class. I wrote it all down.

The female classmate behind her is Hisaishi Kaoru. Even though the class was reorganized not long ago, she has already become friends with many people in the class, and she is very popular.

"Sorry for the interruption~" Hisaishi Kaoru smiled softly, holding the exercise booklet in his hand, "Actually, I am not very good at one exercise problem, and someone is occupying the teacher's side. It just so happens that Miyahara-san's math grade It seems very good, so I miss Sakurai-kun?!"

In the middle of speaking, Hisaishi Kaoru suddenly caught a glimpse of the landlady's mobile phone on the desk, and subconsciously exclaimed.

Nagisa Miyahara was startled when he heard the words, and when he turned his head, he found that his mobile phone album had just slid to a profile photo of Iori sitting at the dining table, writing and drawing - it was secretly taken by her during the evening tutoring time arrived.

Then, subconsciously, she quickly reached out to turn off the screen of the phone, and held the phone tightly in her hand.

The little heart was pounding.

Suddenly there was a feeling of nervousness as if someone had discovered his beloved treasure hidden in the golden house, and he forced an explanation as if he didn't know what to justify:
"No, you misunderstood, we are actually not that kind of relationship."

"Miyahara-san! Are you a fan of Sakurai-kun too!!"

". Ga?"

As soon as she turned her head, the landlady suddenly met Hisaishi's shining eyes, and was speechless for a while.

Cold sweat ran down the corners of his forehead, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"What is Yefen?"

"That photo of private life is the top 50 benefits of Sakurai Rito-kun's fan list! Every five videos will have a round of activities!"

Kaoru Hisaishi clutched the lace with both hands, his eyes seemed to be hiding a dead house and suddenly saw a comrade: "Don't look at me like this, I am a veteran fan of Sakurai-kun since the beginning! But Mom and Dad Although I am very strict with my pocket money, I spent a lot of lucky money to barely get to the 49th place, and I almost fell off the list."

While talking, she turned on the phone generously and shared with the newly transferred Miyahara classmate in front of her:

"Look! I got this from my last event!"

"And I have quite a few more here, all of which we shared in our self-organized fan group!"

"Sure enough, unity is strength."

Ms. Miyahara narrowed her eyebrows and glanced over.

Then, I saw a picture of Shiina Iori sitting in the middle of the sofa in her pajamas, eating slowly with a tub of ice cream in her hand.

Judging from the camera angle, it should be taken by Yui, right?

The worry in the landlady's heart disappeared inexplicably.

Instead, there was a strong urge to rush home on the spot and push that guy Iori on the sofa to flick his brains.

This guy!
You have already said that you want to eat my family's soft food, why are you doing everything you can to make money? !
Thinking of this, the two rows of back molars of the landlady's teeth creaked.

What's even more exasperating is, why can a landlord like me who gets along day and night can only take profile photos secretly, but fans on the rankings can get frontal photos openly? !

Ms. Miyahara sat in her seat, her face became more and more ugly.

"Miya, Miyahara-san.?"

Kaoru Hisaishi, who originally thought he had met a fellow friend, was so excited that he also seemed to have noticed Nagisa Miyahara's slightly darkened expression, and his voice could not help but become a little cautious.

Not good.

Miyahara-san, who was transferred from another school, wouldn't be the type of immersive love brain who wants to dominate the up master?
Hisaishi Kaoru thought secretly.

Originally, I just wanted to make friends with everyone, but a guy with such a personality seems a bit difficult to deal with.

"No, nothing."

"I just suddenly thought of something unpleasant."

Just as Hisaishi Kaoru was thinking about how to get out, the expression on Miyahara Nagisa's face suddenly became brighter, completely different from the gloomy expression just now.

"Yes, is that so?"

Kaoru Hisaishi put away his phone while talking, smiled softly and planned to find a chance to escape.

However, before she could find a suitable reason, the slender wrist was suddenly grabbed by the Miyahara classmate in front of her, and she couldn't even pull it out.

As soon as she looked up, she saw her smiling all over her face and said:
"By the way, Hisaishi-san."

"Yes!"

"May I know more about the Sakurai-kun fan group?"

".Eh?"

Shiina Iori was completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter.

After making several phone calls last night to confirm the safety of his family members, he didn't ask about matters related to his original home.

During the day, I also concentrate on studying business administration and medicine courses.

For him now, no matter how you look at it, getting involved in the struggle of the so-called big family chaebols, there is only one "death is ugly" ending.

Even if Shiina Iori thinks that she has enough brains, she won't meddle in something she doesn't understand.

What he needs to do now is to study hard and enrich himself.

As for the phone call between Mrs. Zhenli and Mrs. Mieko, he naturally didn't know about it. Only this morning, he received a safety report from Ms. Liuyuan's family.

That being the case, he was relieved.

"Hey! Iori!"

Just as he was holding his books and was about to change classrooms for class, Panasonic Kazuya's breathless voice sounded in the corridor, complaining angrily: "You bastard, what is it about that endless phone call last night?" what's the situation?"

"There won't be any serious trouble!"

Shiina Iori smiled, feeling warm in her heart: "It's nothing serious, it's just that there was a little friction accidentally."

"What do you mean it's no big deal!"

Matsushita Kazuya went online in a serious manner: "I asked my old man yesterday, and what I'm doing at Yuan's house is all lower body business. Although the business is in Kansai, I want to find some small Hooligans are more than enough to deal with ordinary people!"

"You bastard, don't always think that the children of the chaebol are all talkative handsome guys like me!"

"Going to the bathroom?"

"Huh? There's no water in the bird now."

"Then it's not impossible for me to piss and use it as a mirror for you to look at."

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"I am puzzled by a certain word in your sentence, but I won't say it, you guess it yourself."

"How dare you fucking question my appearance!?"

Shiina Iori's tone was so serious that Matsushita Kazuya himself was even a little shaken.

The two people fought for a while, seeing that Iori didn't seem to have changed much, Matsushita and Kazuya, who trot over from another teaching building to confirm it with their own eyes, felt relieved a little.

This guy, Iori, just likes to be brave.

No matter what happened last night, or the debts owed by his family. He was not polite when he asked him to borrow his car, but the small money of hundreds of millions became haggling.

"Well, you can figure it out anyway." Matsushita Kazuya put it in his trouser pocket casually, "But it's a crime to bother me last night. I don't have a top-ranked phone number with more than [-] calls. I won't."

"Yes, yes, I understand."

As soon as the dog opened his mouth, Shiina Iori knew what fart he was about to fart, and waved his hands helplessly in response.

Just as he was agreeing, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Matsushita Kazuya huddled beside him like a little quail, pretending to look away.

When he looked back here again, Yuki Terashima appeared next to him at some point, quietly waiting for the two of them to finish their chat.

"fortunate?"

Shiina Iori was also taken aback: "Why are you here?"

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Yuki Terashima did not answer him, but just looked at him so straightly, with bloody lips pursed tightly in the snow-white, staring Shiina Iori felt a little hairy on his back.

I don't know what kind of numbness I encountered this young lady again.

Is it because of the incident at Yuan's house?
However, he should be implicated by Xing in that matter, right?
Or is she not angry?

In the face of an uncertain humanoid self-propelled nuclear bomb like Yuki Terajima, even a scumbag like Shiina Iori must concentrate on dealing with it, and carefully speculate:

"Fortunately, I have another class in a while."

"Iori-kun."

Yuki Terashima's tightly pursed lips parted slightly, and he suddenly spoke, with a faint trill in his voice:
"Did I say that before?"

"Please, rely on me more. This sentence."

"Or, to Iori-kun, I'm not the most trustworthy person?"

Yuki Terashima's voice was not hurried, and there was no harshness in his tone, but instead, there was a slight sense of grievance that made people feel a little bit puzzled.

It was obviously just a few short words, but it seemed that it took all the strength of the whole body to finally say it.

There was no questioning at all in the whole passage, but Shiina Iori seemed to hear some kind of weak and euphemistic pleading.

Shiina Iori was speechless for a moment.

"The matter at Yuan's house has caused you trouble."

Yuki Terajima pursed her pale lips again, and her eyelids drooped slightly: "I will take care of the rest."

"Feel sorry."

Seeing the calm and proud lady in front of her, who had always been as calm as an iceberg, lowered her head slightly, and her long hair also fell down with her movements, Shiina Iori couldn't help feeling a subtle sense of contradiction in her heart.

As far as Xing is concerned, wouldn't her unreserved, unscrupulous voices and complaints reassure her more?
If after what happened in Yuan's house, you can call Xing like a normal scumbag who eats soft food and say: "Hey, Xing. Quickly use your omnipotent four-dimensional pocket to help me find a solution!" Wouldn't it bring the relationship between the two of them closer?
Wait, so for Xing, raising me into a waste that is useless to society and can only survive by relying on her is the right answer?

Shiina Iori couldn't stop having this thought.

The previous emotion of being afraid of some kind of emotional barrier could not help but turn into a mess at this moment.

It wasn't until Yuki Terashima turned and left that he woke up a little.

"Jingle Bell--"

The class bell rang just at this time.

Matsushita Kazuya next to him didn't realize the complicated emotions in Shiina Iori's heart, he still had that obscene expression on his face, and approached with a smile:
"I said why did you call me last night to ask for my name and then disappeared!"

"Aren't you lucky to be supported by the eldest lady!"

"Scare me."

The fat hand that had slaughtered hundreds of millions of souls patted Shiina Iori on the shoulder vigorously, and then he seemed to be slightly relieved, and waved his hand as if nothing happened: "Then I'll go to eat first! If there is anything to remember Call up!"

"Don't forget any other phone numbers."

Putting these words aside, Matsushita and He walked away in small steps.

He still has games to play in a while.

Only Shiina Iori stood there and fell into deep thought.

lucky want
What is it?

　Break a bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)