man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 456 [455] Iori-kun, you probably don't want to.
After closing the door and going down the old stairs, Iori saw Chiho waiting at the top of the stairs, holding the small box in her hand, looking up at him with a strange expression of anticipation.

I don't know if it was because I accidentally lost a large sum of money, or because I left the bank card that I had saved for a long time to Mr. Aiba because of an impulse, Shiina Iori went all the way down the creaking old stairs, His gaze was still a little unstoppable.

It wasn't until seeing Qianho still waiting in front that he managed to regain his senses, pulled up his sleeves in embarrassment, and smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry. I was a little anxious in the room just now, and my methods were a little rough."

After meeting Kamichiho's gaze, Shiina Iori realized that no matter what, that Mr. Aiba was Chiho's biological father.

Even though they haven't seen each other for many years and were abandoned when they were minors, the principle of inseparable relatives is always undeniable. How can outsiders be sure about the friendship between family members.

Not to mention that someone like him is so angry, and he directly slapped him, the ghost knows what Chiho is thinking now.

"Um~"

However, when Shiina Iori showed a somewhat embarrassed smile, the girl on the opposite side pursed her lips, shook her head, and raised her phone towards him.

【Iori-kun did that because he defended me. 】

"."

After hesitating for a few seconds, he scratched his face helplessly, and stuck out his tongue embarrassingly.

[I didn't expect my father to forget about my illness. 】

[But it's not too surprising. 】

[When I was in the sixth grade, he got lost in the second grade teaching building! 】

The slender fingers danced across the screen as if they were playing a piano, and the expression on the girl's face seemed to be very relaxed, showing no extra emotion.

But Shiina Iori somehow seemed to be able to see Chiho's somewhat stiff helpless expression hidden under the mask of a smile.

hard.

The fist is hard again.

He just pondered for a few seconds, but suddenly he let out a long sigh of relief: "Ah, that's right."

"Chiho kept looking at me with that expression just now, I thought it was because she suddenly hit someone to scare you."

"It's great that it didn't ruin my debonair image."

Shiina Iori pushed his pair of gold-rimmed glasses, sighed in a serious tone, and even had his hair cut as if pretending to be a gesture, and turned his head to look at the steering mirror on the telephone pole at the intersection.

Well, handsome and compelling.

"Pfft~"

Seeing Iori-kun straightening his hair in front of the roadside mirror with a serious expression, Chiho couldn't help but burst out laughing, then quickly held back and tapped on the keyboard with her fingers.

[Super deliberate!Iori-kun. 】

"Have it?"

Shiina Iori frowned, expressing doubts about Miss Chiho's evaluation.

【real! 】

Aiba Chiho smiled so that her big eyes narrowed, and she almost pressed the phone screen to the bridge of Iori's nose.

[Obviously it looks better when it is not taken care of! 】

[Iori-kun's hair style is super bad!Please don't pull your hair up! 】

【Just like a Super Saiyan. 】

"Ok?"

Iori was really a little anxious this time, looked at the mirror twice, and muttered: "No way, has the hairline receded like Vegeta's?"

【That's not enough】

【wrong!If you say something like that, Vegeta will kill you. 】

Seeing Shiina Iori's anxious look, Aiba Chiho smiled so happily that she even forgot to type.

"Don't scare me, you."

While talking and laughing, the two of them wandered around the somewhat empty residential area of ​​Yamagata City like the most ordinary young couple on the side of the road, talking and laughing, as if nothing had happened in that hut just now.

When they reached a red arch, the two of them, who hadn't eaten anything all morning, went in with their things and sat down, and ordered two children's set menus by the way.

Just waiting for them to sit on the booth for two and ponder for a few seconds, Chiho still held up the phone.

【Today, I really want to thank Iori-kun. 】

【Otherwise, I really don't know how to face him. 】

[Thank you very much. 】

However, when she typed out the last line to show Yizhi, she scratched her face in embarrassment.

[Also, I'm so sorry for always brazenly troubling Iori, and it's of no use. 】

[After saying thank you too many times, I don’t know how to repay Iori-kun]

Shiina Iori didn't seem to care about it at all, and said in a casual tone, "We are friends, and we should help."

"Besides, if you are ugly, you will repay it in the next life like a cow and a horse with a valerian ring. If you are beautiful, you will have nothing to repay but a promise with your body. There are two courses of action. Chiho-chan, you can choose one."

"I don't care."

He really didn't care much about this small reward from the outside world.

The system panel has already paid him enough.

【Wish: Please carry my dream】

[Progress: 45%]

[Acquisition-Talent: I predicted your prediction]

【Reaction +3】

Looking at the information prompt that popped up on the panel, Shiina Iori's eyes inadvertently swept across the seemingly undifferentiated girl in front of her, feeling a little inexplicably emotional in her heart.

Iori had discovered before that, unlike Nagisa-chan and Sinon's wishes with clear goals, Chiho's 'wish' has a wide range of applicability.

As long as it is something that can be connected with the word "dream", it can more or less improve a certain amount of progress.

But because of the complexity, the improvement is often very small.

Shiina Iori has rarely seen a big improvement. The first time was when he helped to appease Ms. Kasugano and spread songs for Chiho. The other time...is today.

That is to say, for Ms. Aiba Chiho before, although she didn't express anything in her mouth, for her, it was probably her 'dream' to meet her father whom she hadn't seen for a long time, right?

Or did he want to slap the face of the unscrupulous father who left her and went to the Northeast alone to live a drunken life?
Perhaps, even Chiho herself couldn't tell.

Thinking of this, Shiina Iori looked at the girl in front of her who was always smiling and strong, and her eyes became a little complicated.

As if noticing his naked gaze, Chiho was first inadvertently startled, then subconsciously avoided looking, and pretended to sip the juice.

It wasn't until halfway through the drink that it seemed that some memory was triggered by Yizhi's gaze, and she suddenly realized that she raised the phone high towards him again.

[That, right!Iori-kun. 】

【Approximately how much money did you give my dad? 】

[I don't have much working capital now, and I have to reserve a recording studio in the future. No matter how cheap it is, I have to leave a little start-up capital. 】

【So. Can installments be made? 】

Speaking of this, the shy girl showed a shy smile.

Seeing the girl's habitually ingratiating smile, Shiina Iori, who scanned the subtitles, was taken aback for a moment, and then lightly covered the girl's head with her big hand, rubbing it like a cat.

"Pay back?"

"It's not so easy to get along with me here!"

As he spoke, he put on a vicious look, and smirked viciously: "Since I have already bought you back from your father, then you should serve me well! Miss Qiansui."

"I will never let you go if I don't squeeze out your last remaining value."

Miss Chiho just smiled, not making any rational evaluation of Iori's childish expression.

A laissez-faire look of 'as long as you're happy'.

"You should cooperate with me."

[Iori himself is obviously acting very decently! 】

"It's not cute at all, Miss Chiho."

【(ω<)】

【I'll go to the toilet first. 】

"go Go."

I have to say, probably because the two of them didn't get along well enough, Iori found that the cooperation between herself and Miss Chiho wasn't very good.

If it was at home with Sinon and Yui, the situation would be completely different.

At least when I release the photosensitive wave, the opponent can return to the evil king Needle Eye, X-Burner, etc., and there is no cooperation at all.

It's a pity that Miss Chiho, who just became a like-minded person with him, can't realize this anymore.

When Chiho entered the bathroom all the way, Shiina Iori took out her phone, scanned the address book, and found Aiko Kazujoji.

Open Line.

After so many years, even Mr. Zhou Fang's "jianghu ban order" is about to be lifted now, so to speak.

However, the conflict between the Aiba family and that Mr. Zhou Fang is not a small one after all. Even if Shiina Iori thinks this way in her heart, she dare not conclude on it. The best way is naturally to find an acquaintance to ask about this matter. aspect information.

The only thing that made him feel a little bit stressed was the attitude of Aiko Kazujoji.

Shiina Iori hesitated for a few seconds, but finally decided to try first.

then.

Message editing sent.

Kampo (Chinese Medicine) Physiotherapy Hall.

Today, Aiko of Ichijoji Temple has a rare one-day-a-week custom rest day. At this time, she is lying on the cushioned spa bed, feeling the massage skills of the female Bodhisattva invited from Siam over the years.

I rubbed essential oil on my back, put a mask on my face, and wore long hair that was obviously just washed, and was wrapped up in a towel, waiting for natural drying.

A light fragrance mist is lit in the quiet room, which makes people feel as if they have calmed down in a simple rest.

It's just that it always feels like something is missing.

Just as she was distracted and distracted, a slight vibration came from the mobile phone in the bathrobe, which pulled her back from the state of 'nothing', and she felt a little irritable.

However, Aiko Kazujoji also knew that the cell phone numbers that she had specially noted were important people, so she reluctantly took them out of her bathrobe and stuck them to her ears.

"Hey?"

"Miss Ichijoji, I'm Shiina."

"Do you have time now?"

Ichijoji Aiko was taken aback when she heard the words, and then was immediately twisted back by the female Bodhisattva's hands like twisting steel bars behind her, and the corners of her mouth raised in surprise: "Is it Iori? Is there a new song?"

"Or, are you finally planning to return to the right path and join the music industry?"

"I just said that your 'craft' is wasted! And your voice is also worth looking forward to! By the way, do you need me."

While introducing enthusiastically, Ichijoji Aiko's words were suddenly interrupted by a voice from the opposite side: "I'm sorry, Ms. Ichijoji. I just wanted to ask you, do you know 'Aiba Ryohei'? ?”

"Find someone?"

Ichijoji Aiko's tone was a bit puzzled: "I don't know many people."

"Ah, that's how it happened."

Speaking of the grievances between the Aiba family and Mr. Zhou Fangdai, Shiina Iori briefly introduced the specific situation based on what he had heard before.

However, in his words, he always left three points leeway, put himself in the position of a bystander, and told Ichijoji Aiko that he had only heard similar narrations from Aiba Ryohei unilaterally at present, knowing that may not be complete.

The key is to highlight a caution!
However, as if hearing something completely unrelated to 'music', Aiko Kazujoji on the other side of the phone suddenly became uninterested, and only agreed twice in a very perfunctory tone.

In the end, she briefly summed it up: ".So, you want me to help you intercede with the old man?"

Shiina Iori pondered for a while, and gave another step: "It doesn't matter if it's just targeting that Mr. Aiba, but...can his family be spared?"

"It's just to beg for mercy, isn't it?"

".Yes."

"I'm not going~"

Aiko Ichijoji who was having a massage on the opposite side replied with a frivolous voice and a nonchalant voice.

"Actually, Ms. Aiba also participated in the composition and lyrics of my song, and she is also the source of the subsequent songs. This should be able to better fulfill my up contract, so."

"Does it have anything to do with me?"

With just one sentence, Aiko Ikjoji blocked Shiina Iori's words back.

As she spoke, she seemed to realize that her tone was too flirtatious and had no deterrent effect. Aiko Kazujoji raised her tone and continued:
"Iori-kun, don't get me wrong."

"The reason why I came into contact with you is only because of your extraordinary talent."

"As for Up, business income, etc., do you think I'm short of that money?"

"Besides, if I help you, I will definitely be scolded by the old man again."

"It's not worth it, is it?"

Shiina Iori was startled when she heard the words.

After being stiff for a long time, I realized that I seemed to be too adapted to the position of "Master of Ruanfan", so that I didn't think about being rejected before making the request.

I look so good-looking, so there are flaws too.
And hearing the silent voice on the other side of the phone, Ichijoji Aiko hummed softly, and her voice suddenly turned around:

"but!"

"."

"If Iori Ken agrees to some small conditions, maybe it will happen."

The voice from the other side of the phone was slightly smiling and casually provocative: "Iori-san, you probably don't want to lose this dear fellow composer, do you?"

"."

"I see, let's talk later."

"Yes~Yes~"

Shiina Iori, who walked to the corner of the red arch and made a phone call, didn't notice that at the corner of the corridor leading from the toilet to the hall, Miss Chiho, who had just washed her hands and came out of the bathroom, was quietly leaning on her. Corner of the wall.

Drops of water dripped from his fingers onto the floor.

The girl's pupils were a little divergent and she looked at the ceiling, her already pale lips were slightly pursed, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Mingming decided to act like an adult and take responsibility.

I made trouble for Iori again.

　Broken bowl~!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)