man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 512 [511] Do you want to pull it?
"Miss?"

"Miss? Your Snow Coffee has arrived."

"Are you all right?"

After Shiina and Iori entered the door, the JK maid in front of a corner took a tray and shook her hand in front of the female guest suspiciously.

However, Masami Kikukawa remained in a sluggish sitting position, motionless.

His eyes are straight.

Even if that person was just sitting in a flat position, chatting and laughing with the female companion beside him in a very ordinary way, the side profile that was shown to her half firmly attracted the eyes of Masami Kikukawa.

Leg shape judgment, pass √

Judging by the nape of the neck, pass √

Shoulder Judgment, pass √

Eye type judgment, pass √

This is the man who changed his life!

Although it has been nearly half a year since the last meeting, some people will leave a heavy mark on the trajectory of their lives even if they pass by in other people's lives.

In the countless days and nights when she wanted to give up from the complicated work and escape from the sight of others, Masami Kikukawa had played the side of them meeting in her mind countless times.

Even if it's just so hasty, in the countless memories and reveries, the memory that should have dissipated early is still firmly fixed in the center of the memory maze like a modern text that has been recited countless times.

So much so that even if the other party made some decorations, she would recognize her at a glance.

"Gudong."

Masami Kikukawa tried hard to inhale, but her throat seemed to be choked, and her eyes were slightly red.

Because she has seen the beautiful scenery in her life, she strongly wants to change herself countless times. This kind of wish is the foundation that supports her to take the first step of transformation from a senior house girl.

In her fantasy, she has imagined many times, what a beautiful and harmonious picture it will be when she makes a perfect transformation and meets that landscape again.

However, when this scene struck too suddenly, she was suddenly at a loss.

'Want to go up and say hello? '

Just thinking about it for a while, this kind of thought is like wild weeds growing in my heart.

However, at the same moment when this thought arose, a strong sense of inferiority and social fear engulfed her heart like a tidal wave.

'wrong! '

'Am I really making a difference now? '

'Obviously he just resigned because he couldn't pay the public annuity, and even if he saved a little, it's not enough to spend. He's just squatting at home who is still looking for a job. '

'and by his side'

Masami Kikukawa raised her head and looked at the woman sitting opposite 'him'.

That is a woman how to describe in words?
Even as a woman, it is even difficult for me to raise the emotion called jealousy from the bottom of my heart. If the gap is too large, it is easy to overwhelm the comparative psychology that belongs to people alone, and produce a feeling of inexplicable admiration.

She was just sitting there, wearing a close-fitting formal skirt. In order to match the season, she wore a long-sleeved coat on her shoulders. Her legs wrapped in thermal pantyhose couldn't see her skin color clearly, but it was just her delicately curved calves. Stretching slightly, people can't move their eyes away, and they are stepping on a pair of leather boots.

Even when she was face to face with the real male god in her mind, she was not timid at all, instead she always had a flat expression.

There is only one pair of eyes that always falls on the other person's face, as if they have invested all their emotions and are very focused.

And the boy she was obsessed with was also smiling cheerfully, under the heavy bookish glasses, his eyes were squinted, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Just sitting there, these two people gave the people around them a sense of 'fit' harmony.

It's like watching the seal seals close the lid seamlessly, and it seems like the watermelon has been completely cut in half, which perfectly meets the satisfaction desire of all kinds of obsessive-compulsive disorder patients.

'Compared with them. It's not a grade at all. '

Kikukawa Masami suddenly felt a little ashamed, even from a distance she felt guilty for destroying the atmosphere between the two.

However, just when Masami Kikukawa was secretly ashamed, the boy who was chattering just now suddenly stopped for some reason, and glanced around suspiciously.

After seeing his side, he didn't say anything, just nodded to himself with a smile.

Kikukawa Masami was stunned.

he.

he remember me?

Almost in the blink of an eye, she suddenly held her breath.

Finally mustered up the courage.

"Thank you! I will continue to work hard."

The sudden sound stunned Shiina Iori, and she turned her head suspiciously.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a woman he didn't know bowed heavily to him.

There was almost a cry in the voice.

Then without saying anything, the other party turned around and left.

Shiina Iori left alone with a blank expression.

"Iori's acquaintance?"

Xing, who was sitting opposite him, still had no expression, but there was a bit of doubt in his tone.

Obviously, even she who kept a 24-hour surveillance on Shiina Iori had no impression of this woman at all.

"Don't you know?"

Shiina Iori watched the woman walk out of the gate firmly, not knowing what kind of belief she was holding.

She didn't even know that she had inadvertently changed the lazy life of a senior house girl with just a simple shopping trip, and her expression was even more confused.

Some people will be the protagonists of other people's entire lives even if they only appear in one scene.

That's probably what it said.

However, for these protagonists who only appeared in one 'shot', I am afraid that they are completely unaware of what kind of rich colors they have left behind.

This is also of course.

Just like how hard it is to say in just a few words, how many fan groups who have chased after the gate of the University of Tokyo have been ruthlessly cut off from the pursuit of stars by this cruel woman Yuki Terashima.

"yes."

Yuki Terashima replied in a calm voice.

But those eyes, which were staring straight at him, seemed to be hanging on him, always maintaining the feeling of 'staring—'.

Makes people uncomfortable.

Shiina Iori could only return the same difficult smile - he really didn't know this time.

"Boom!"

The two were talking when they heard the metal dinner plate fall heavily on the table.

The coffee and cake on the tray showed no signs of being shaken and spilled. Instead, they miraculously swayed a few times between the rim of the cup and the wall of the plate, and then perfectly returned to the center position.

Like juggling.

Ms. Nagisa Miyahara stared fiercely at Shiina Iori, and brought the plate and coffee in front of him heavily, and said in a long voice:

"Please! You! Slow down! Use!"

"My lord~~!"

Shiina Iori looked at Nagisa-chan's cute appearance with a strong sense of contrast, and couldn't hold back the twitching of her facial muscles for a moment.

This time it hit Miss JK's powder keg.

"What's so funny?!"

"You were laughing at me just now, and you haven't stopped!"

Zhu-chan had an unrelenting tone.

Shiina Iori raised her hands as a foreign military salute, and opened her big innocent eyes: "No, no."

In fact, there are.

He couldn't hold back his smile just because he saw Nagisa standing in front of the kitchen counter, clumsily putting coffee on the tray - it had nothing to do with that Miss Ju Chuan who was embarking on a journey of hard work again.

"Humph!"

"Don't get caught by me."

Because it was a cultural festival, and not at home, Nagisa-chan took a look at the atmosphere of "watching a good show" around her, so she didn't continue to entangle.

So as not to be misunderstood.

Shiina Iori just laughed and didn't defend anything.

He knew that Nagisa-chan just wanted to come over and make trouble after seeing him and Xing chatting happily.

The provocative look that the other party threw at Xing before leaving was the best proof.

After declaring her presence, the landlady swaggered back behind the counter, not bothering to come out.

But unfortunately, Yuki Terashima completely failed to understand the meaning of that look.

Seeing Zhu-chan leaving, she asked vaguely with some doubts: "Did Yizhi offend her again?"

"Miyahara seems to be in a bad mood."

Looking at Yuki Terashima's expression of "sincerely asking questions", Shiina Iori didn't know whether to say that she had no sense of crisis, or whether she didn't take Nagisa-chan seriously.

"It was you who offended her~"

His tone was very helpless: "Zhujiang is very vengeful."

Yuki seemed puzzled for a moment, blinked her big eyes, and looked at Iori.

"You won't forget?"

Shiina Iori was taken aback, and asked in astonishment: "The last time you and Nagisa-chan met at home for the first time, didn't you almost fight? In the end you bit her face, Nagisa-chan remembers it all the time." .”

Xing's brows were furrowed, as if he was struggling to find this incident in his memory.

But because the memory of the character 'Miyahara Nagisa' is too thin, all the content I recall is the scene with Iori as the protagonist, and I couldn't remember this for a while.

Then, I saw her calmly said in a perfunctory tone:
"Oh, it was that time."

"If you don't remember it, you don't remember it. Don't always pass the test with cuteness."

"I do not remember."

"."

Shiina Iori could see it, but fortunately, she didn't pay attention to Nagisa-chan, a tsundere monster.

However, if you analyze it carefully, it seems that there is really no need to pay attention to it.
As soon as this thought came up, Shiina Iori quickly cut it off.

As a scumbag, one of the most important rules he needs to abide by is 'equal treatment'.

Now that Zhu Jiang is identified as one of the members of the wives group in the future, then he can't distinguish the priority in his heart. Doing so will inevitably lead to bias and contradictions, which is extremely detrimental to the future development of the big family.

"You."

Shiina Iori's tone was very helpless, but it seemed that she didn't know how to reconcile.

"Obviously I still remember it very clearly."

"Zhujiang was bitten by you, and everyone was stunned."

"I heard that I didn't sleep all night."

He seemed to be trying very hard to use words to express the psychological shadow that his classmate brought to the landlady.

However, Xing's understanding is biased in another direction.

The girl still stared straight at Shiina Iori with her calm eyes.

"Iori is jealous?"

"What jealousy?"

Shiina Iori was obviously taken aback by the question.

However, Yuki Terashima did not continue to ask, but stuck in the blind spot of the counter, quietly approached him, and lifted one side of his mask.

bite you~
When Xing sat back down again, there was a shallow tooth mark on Iori's cheek under the mask.

Slightly flushed.

"Is that all right?"

Yuki Terashima's expression seemed to never change, he just looked at Iori with those clear eyes.

That sudden sip, coupled with the calm eyes of "I really can't help you", made Shiina Iori, a veteran in love, feel a little old-fashioned for a while.

In other words, it is fortunate that this wave of raids is too disrespectful of martial arts!Playing with the sincerity of youth!

"stare--"

Suddenly, he seemed to notice something.

Turning his head slightly, he saw that Miss Nagisa, who was shrinking behind the counter and staring at the phone with her head down, had her little head pop out at some point.

Right now, he was staring straight in their direction.

Shiina Iori didn't dare to act recklessly anymore.

He planned to wait until he got home to find a chance, and then take care of this innocent little fairy.

snort!
It seems that it is impossible not to implement the plan in advance.

A small head popped out from the counter, Miyahara Nagisa looked at the increasingly harmonious Shiina-Terajima combination, feeling more and more heavy.

"Puff puff puff!"

She made a signal.

Hisaishi Kaoru who was not far away lifted his head excitedly.

When he caught Nagisa-chan's figure in his eyes, and then looked at her gesture pointing to Shiina Iori, he replied OK.

Seeing that Xun Jiang understood, Miyahara quickly turned around and went into the temporary changing room set up in the next classroom, and disappeared.

"You, hello?"

And on Kaoru Hisaishi's side.
Staring at the pressure of the majestic beauty of the two, Kaoru walked up to the two with difficulty, and spoke with difficulty under Terashima Yuki's overly calm eyes.

In order to reduce the feeling of oppression, she also deliberately turned her gaze to Shiina Iori.

"That, that, may I ask you, are you Shiina-san?"

Even so, the pressure of speaking is no less than that of singing pineapple and apple in front of the whole class, and it is even more difficult.

"It's me, what's the matter?"

"Miyahara-san just said that I have something to do with you. It's in the classroom next door."

"Nagisa sauce?"

Yizhi turned her head to look at the counter behind her suspiciously.

It was found to be empty there.

But, doesn't she still have to do the cultural festival of the class?

What can I do with him at this time?

Doubts are natural, but Shiina Iori still stood up and walked to the next classroom following the guidance of the girl in front of her.

Originally, Yuki Terashima also wanted to get up.

Just when she made a move, she saw the girl in the maid's attire suddenly lying on the ground, blocking her footing—Hisaishi-san really didn't dare to make a move on such a beautiful woman.

And when Shiina Iori walked to the door next door, she noticed that there was a sign saying 'Staff Changing Room' on the door.

At the same time, a temporary camera was hung in front of the door.

Obviously it is to guard against some honest gentlemen who are not too shameless.

Shiina Iori knocked on the door.

"Iori?"

"Nagi-chan, what's the matter?"

"You, come in."

With question marks on his head, Shiina Iori pushed open the sliding door, and quickly closed it again.

However, when he turned around with a solemn face, he saw that Nagisa-chan was still dressed in the traditional maid dress, which seemed to have not changed, but it seemed to be different from the previous one.

"what happened?"

Then, I saw Miyahara Nagisa holding a thin belt, his face flushed faintly, but his voice was a bit stiff, don't look too shy:

"Well, didn't you say there was a surprise?"

"Do you want to pull it?"

"???"

　Broken bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)