man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 457 [456]

After sending Chiho home all the way, Shiina Iori took the subway to Ichijoji Aiko's company as agreed on the phone.

Although she had been in contact with her twice briefly, Shiina Iori was still somewhat confused about what was going on in this woman's mind.

If it is said that he is greedy for his body, then it is probably unnecessary. If she is related to Xing, Miss Yicheng Temple should have some understanding of what kind of person she is. It is impossible to meet someone who has only met two or three times. The girls rolled the sheets.

But it would be even more troublesome to say that the other party really only focused on his so-called 'musical talent'.

After all, Shiina Iori knows better than others how his so-called 'talent' comes from.

Even now that she has acquired many professional-level skills in the direction of music, Shiina Iori only has a foundation in 'playing' and 'singing', but when it comes to the 'musical sense' that a true musician has ', 'spirituality' and the like, then he is completely clueless.

As we all know, the value of a musician often lies not in what he can play now, but in what he can play in the future.

Therefore, Shiina Iori was still somewhat uneasy about today's trip.

"Ding-dong-"

Navigating according to the address sent in Line, Shiina Iori stood in front of a forest park villa in Setagaya District and rang the doorbell.

After waiting outside the door for a while, I heard brisk footsteps coming from inside the villa.

Opening the door, Aiko Ichijoji stood barefoot in front of the entrance in a simple home outfit with her long hair tied up. When she saw Iori, she greeted him with a smile:
"I thought you'd have to wait until the weekend to come. It's pretty quick."

"come on in!"

"That's disturbing."

Shiina Iori nodded politely, took off her shoes and entered the door.

Walking along the corridor into the living room, I saw an elderly butler in strict attire and with a gray beard under his chin, standing at the table with a straight posture, making tea for the two of them.

Seeing Ichijoji Aiko leading people in, he smiled kindly and nodded towards Iori.

Ichijoji Aiko introduced by the way: "This is Uncle Yasuda, my father's housekeeper."

"Hello, Mr. Yasuda."

Upon hearing that it was Mr. Zhou Fang's housekeeper, Shiina Iori put on a slightly more serious expression, and smiled and nodded in greeting.

Mr. Yasuda looks to be in his early 60s, his skin is slightly loose, but he is in good spirits, his back is always straight, even when he is pouring tea, he looks like a swinging compasses at an obtuse angle, and he seems to maintain the same expression No sense of ceremony, serious and hoarse voice:

"Are you Mr. Shiina?"

"Does black tea need to add honey or sugar?"

"Just add a little less honey, please."

"it is good."

After a brief introduction, Butler Yasuda brought the black tea he had just prepared to the living room on the second floor where the two were, and then quickly exited the door.

"Miss Ichijoji, what we talked about on the phone before"

A few seconds after Mr. Yasuda exited, Shiina Iori resolutely and directly cut to the point.

However, before he could finish his sentence, I saw Aiko Kazujoji leaning on the single sofa, with a subtle smile on her face, she took a sip of black tea:
"Iori-kun are you really in a hurry?"

While speaking, she raised her legs freely, and her bare feet swayed up and down, looking leisurely and at ease, and continued casually:
"To be honest, I searched for information on that person before, but I didn't find much contact with Iori-kun. Besides, the time of his accident was six years ago, right?"

"Actually, it's because of a friend of mine."

"girlfriend?"

"That's not true, it's a partner of the music company." Shiina Iori said honestly.

In front of the heir of this kind of plutocratic family, as a national of his own country, he has almost no right to privacy—after all, powers such as public opinion, information, and the Internet are all in his hands, so what strength can he have as a little leek? Room for touch?

Of course, it's another story if you count his wife, wife, wife and so on.

"That's your composer, Miss Aiba?"

"Right?"

Although it was a question, Aiko Kazujoji spoke in an affirmative tone.

In the modern information society, it is a matter of minutes for a person of her level to inquire about something.

And this kind of comparison at the information level often gives people a sense of unequal oppression.

Aiko Ichijoji always had a smile on her face as if she was watching a theater.

".Yes."

Obviously, Shiina Iori's tone couldn't help but weaken a bit, hesitated for a few seconds, and directly got to the point: "Listen to what Miss Kakjoji said before, we can't talk about this point. "

"After all, it has been many years."

Ichijoji Aiko still had that leisurely and leisurely attitude, with her feet hooked and hooked, and her body smelled of the scent after just taking a bath, she was noncommittal:

"Iori-kun, do you know what Mr. Aiba Ryohei did before?"

".Well, there are some."

The playful smile on Ichijoji Aiko's face restrained a bit, hugged her chest, stretched out a finger and shook it: "A congressman~"

"Iori-kun, do you know? For a small company like ours, if it wants to train a member of parliament from the grassroots level, how much donation does it need to pay?"

Hearing this, Shiina Iori's scalp felt a little numb.

Is this to pay the equivalent value?
Not to mention being able to match the price of donations with a member of Congress, he just left some living expenses for Aiba Ryohei so painful that he couldn't sleep all night.

Counting his whole body up and down, apart from this overflowing talent and alluring appearance, nothing seems to be worth the price.

Turning around and looking at the bookcases on all four sides, only the reception room with a bed in the corner, Shiina Iori couldn't help being a little heroic for a while.

Sure enough, if a boy goes out alone, he still has to pay attention to pregnancy safety.

After hesitating again and again, Shiina Iori finally tentatively said: "...that is to say, I should not be able to afford it?"

"I didn't say that~!"

When Ichijoji Aiko spoke, her face was full of a smile that seemed to overflow: "Didn't I tell you on the phone before?"

"What I want is you!"

As the topic advanced to this point, Shiina Iori naturally couldn't let this unsuitable conversation like the mortgage and the shared area go on, so she interrupted quickly:
"Miss Ichijoji, I have a girlfriend."

And there are quite a few of them, and they are extremely long and strong, so you can't bear it alone!
"Well, although I don't really mind developing an in-depth physical relationship with you, Iori-kun, that's not what I meant just now."

Seeing Shiina Iori's obviously frightened appearance, the smile on Ichijoji Aiko's face became more and more obvious.

This woman looks pink and tender on the outside, but in fact she is as black as burnt inside!
It still stinks!

Shiina Iori was alert in her heart, but kept her face as calm as possible: "What does Miss Ichijoji mean?"

Ichijoji Aiko just smiled, staring at him very directly.

Suddenly, she stretched out her hand towards Iori:

"Hand out."

Shiina Iori was taken aback when she heard the words, and hesitated for a while: "Ms. Ichijoji, I'm not that kind of person."

"First of all, we should be acquaintances now, right?" Ichijoji Aiko smiled kindly, "It's okay to call me by my name."

"Besides, I'm just controlling it with my hands, and I'm not a slut. Iori-kun, please don't always look at me with that strange look."

Although people's sexuality is free, Shiina Iori still hopes that it can be a little more traditional when it comes to himself.

However, when I think of the unimaginably huge "senator-level" donation mentioned by Aiko Ichijoji, plus the generous reward I just received today, I can't help but feel a little aggressive.

If the 'shackles' on Chiho can be removed, then the speed of progress should be faster in the future, right?

You know, the two of them have only cooperated for less than a month, and Chiho's progress has slowly increased from 15% to the current 45%.

Fully contributed four attributes and one talent to him.

Even if I still don't know what is the use of [I predicted your prediction], Shiina Iori thinks that the rewards in the future will only be richer.

So, after hesitating for a few seconds, he stretched out his hand in an extremely humiliating mood.

"It's beautiful."

However, Aiko Ichijoji didn't seem to notice Iori's complicated mood at all, she held Iori's big hand with both hands, and stroked it gently.

The slender fingertips slid from the phalanges that emerged when the back of his hand straightened to the nails.

Because of the improvement of physique and charm attributes, Shiina Iori's body changes are all-round, whether it is hand shape, knuckle length, proportion, muscle fullness, skin surface pore size, joint texture, in Ichijoji Aiko. In the eyes of this kind of master-level hand control, they all look perfect.

The movements of the two small hands were sticking to Yizhi's hands almost like her gaze, but a blush appeared on Keren's face, and the pupils were dilated accordingly.

Shiina Iori was even a little skeptical, if it wasn't for the fact that she was still rational, this girl might just lick her mouth.

Manual control of such a creature is incomprehensible!

Just like many girls can't understand men's enthusiasm for stockings and fat words, Shiina Iori also shows a certain sense of resistance to Ms. Ichijoji's special hobbies.

However, for the sake of Chiho and his own future, let's just make a small contribution.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful hand appears on the operating table."

It wasn't until a long time later that Miss Yichengji, who had returned to her senses, let out a long sigh, with a subtle sense of regret in her eyes.

"Miss Ichijoji."

Shiina Iori tried to bring the topic back to the point.

"Yes, yes~ Got it!"

Ichijoji Aiko was a little impatient, but she couldn't ignore it, so she continued: "The loss caused by Aiba Ryohei cannot be passed so casually. However, that old man in my family has not held grudges until now. .”

"As long as Shiina-kun can bring enough benefits and fame to my family, it's actually not a big deal."

"so."

Aiko Ichijoji smiled: "How about debuting as a pianist?"

"It would be a waste for someone with your talent to become an ordinary Internet celebrity, Shiina-kun."

"."

"Will it take long?"

After being silent for a while, Shiina Iori finally let go helplessly.

"Of course not!" When talking about the business, Ichijoji Aiko's eyes seemed to light up, "You just need to spare a little time every week! I will take care of the rest!"

"Since that's the case, I have no other opinions."

"However, I don't guarantee that my talent will meet your expectations, Ms. Kazujoji."

Shiina Iori was helpless in his expectations—as for the rhetoric of 'unable to meet expectations', it was naturally used by him to fish for his future self.

I have cheated my future self so many times, at least I have to leave some simple and difficult books for my future self!
"no problem!"

Speaking of this, as if driven by excitement, Ms. Kazujoji firmly held Iori's hand, and the black tea she just picked up accidentally spilled a little on his hand.

"Hiss, sorry!"

"fine."

Kazujoji Aiko's eyes fell, and Shiina Iori reached for the paper, but just as she was about to make a move, she found that hand was tightly clenched to death.

The moment the other party lifted up again, there were clear traces of the larynx sliding on the snow-white neck, and there was an incomparably obvious wavering in the eyes:

"I, I'll lick it clean for you"

"Need not!!"

Just when Shiina Iori rushed to talk about the Aiba family with Ichijoji Aiko, Nagasawa Yukari, the former T-Dash brand and the number one beauty under Ichijoji Aiko, was also Worried about his future career as an out-of-date artist.

However, it is different from Shiina Iori, who is so talented, who is restricted purely because of conflicts in the upper class.

What Nagasawa Yujiali is facing now is a common problem that worries countless artists-the exhaustion of talents.

Nagasawa Eucalyptus, who was T-Dash's number one sign five years ago, naturally had her own glory days. When the company was just established, she was the third batch of newcomers to enter the company. Yugali Nagasawa, who is in his early teens, has also used several popular songs to build a fan base for himself.

However, after falling out with the lyricist and repeatedly expressing dissatisfaction with the composition and lyrics sent by the company, the investment in her from above began to gradually decrease.

In the first few years, she could still rely on her previous popularity to resist for a while, but just like who was swimming naked only after the tide ebbed, she who rose by relying on vain traffic was quickly beaten back to her original shape.

Now that the company has reduced its investment year by year, she even needs to start pulling out advertisements to maintain her professional team. The little accumulated in the past few years is consumed rapidly, and it is about to bottom out.

Therefore, she can only be more hungry to find targets, accept advertisements, increase income and reduce expenditure.

However, the reality made her hit a wall repeatedly.

Characters who are as capable as Chiho Aiba, but just cannot be used by others, are very few after all.

Today's domestic lyricist scouting system in Japan is highly complete.

Another commercial ended, Nagasawa Yukali, who was sitting in the dressing room and letting Ruka Tianmu remove her makeup, sighed inwardly.

Because she can't afford the cost of the makeup team gradually, now she saves as much as she can.

It was only halfway through the end of the track when the song "The Lost Warmth" sounded again on the radio.

For a moment, he clenched his teeth subconsciously.

Noticing her emotional change, Ruka Satamome, who is a professional manager, couldn't help but sigh.

She has seen all the changes in Eucalyptus over the years.

However, what can they do in the face of a monster of T-Dash's level?

Not to mention, Mr. Zhou Fang is behind that young lady of Yicheng Temple.

"Ruka, haven't you received a suitable song recently?"

"...Our funding and speed are not as good as professional companies after all."

Sheng Tianmu didn't answer the question, but the answer was obvious.

Hearing this, as expected, Yugali Nagasawa was silent for a while, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and said:

"You said, if we lower the conditions, we can find another agency to send the contract to Chiho Aiba."

"What will Miss Chiho do?"

　Broken bowl~!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)