man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 66 [066] He is not a good person
Shiina Iori turned her head upon hearing this.

Standing behind him was a man slightly taller than him with a hearty smile on his face.

Half-draught beer in hand.

Seemingly aware of the doubts in Iori Shiina's eyes, the man introduced himself with a smile: "Sorry, I was the one who was abrupt."

"Get to know me, my name is Takahiro Kamiya, I should be a few issues earlier than you, just call me Takahiro."

"I remember how many times we met?"

Kamiya Takahiro's voice was very magnetic. He smiled and gestured to the south with a beer in his hand: "I am also a student of Dongda University, a third-year student in the Ministry of Education."

"It turned out to be Senior Xiaohong."

Shiina Iori nodded and smiled, but she didn't give the slightest sense of rudeness, she just felt like a spring breeze.

Hearing what this man said, Shiina Iori seemed to have some impressions.

Must have seen it twice.

When I first came to Domi's side, I was led to the office by Miss Takiya, and the two met once when they passed by.

the second time.
It seems to be outside the office of Chairman Terashima, right?

Can't remember a bit.

Did any of your classmates do this part-time job?
What a coincidence.

Maybe you can get clients from him.

Shiina Iori thought optimistically.

On the side, Okasa looked at the two of them in astonishment - it turns out that the current job competition pressure is so great!

Are two such handsome Dongda students wanting to do this?
Shiina thought about getting closer to Kamiya in her heart, and naturally held a full glass in her hand: "Then I will be disrespectful."

While the two were clinking glasses, many of their rented girlfriends and colleagues were chatting privately in private, and many people looked at them, posing as if they were watching a play.

"That's the newcomer Wang Shiina, right?"

"I heard that every week is wrapped by rich women~"

"Puha, Yunami! Stop using such ambiguous words!"

"I heard that the guy was paid [-] yen per hour at the beginning! It makes people jealous."

"Seven thousand? Isn't that the salary of a popular boyfriend?"

"That's why Kamiya-kun feels a sense of crisis."

"Yeah, Kamiya-kun, the most popular boyfriend, earns only [-] per hour."

"Watch a play, watch a play."

Kamiya Takahiro looked at Shiina Iori's polite gesture of holding the glass with both hands, showing a bit of sneering mockery in his eyes, and randomly bumped the glass with one hand.

The cup is obviously half higher than Shiina.

Shiina didn't notice the changes in the eyes around her, but Ogasawara, the bitch next to her, seemed to remember something and quickly noticed the changes.

She looked at Shiina with a worried look.

In Japanese social etiquette, generational bullying is a very common phenomenon.

However, since economic development has stagnated in recent decades, this special cultural atmosphere has gradually weakened.

It also happens from time to time that the younger generation hates the predecessor.

But in any case, it will be criticized by public opinion as unreasonable and unreasonable.

Although Ogasawara knew that Shiina was a senior old sea king, he was still young after all, and he was afraid that he would not be able to suppress his temper for a while.

So, without waiting for Shiina to speak, she whispered to Shiina about the identity of the other party's most popular boyfriend last month, and she might target him.

Shiina was stunned for a moment after hearing this, but said nothing, then took the initiative to straighten up and drank the entire glass of beer.

Seeing him like this, Ogasawara breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Kamiya Takahiro smiled contemptuously.

Fair enough.

"cheers."

Then I drank the half of the beer in my glass, and finally left some fish at the bottom of the glass.

The people around were whispering.

Kamiya Takahiro didn't care about that.

He came here to strike up a conversation with Shiina, not to fight for the pitiful hourly salary of 1 yen for renting a boyfriend.

But to fight for the ownership of the 'real thing'.

As the future heir of Kamiya Real Estate Co., Ltd., Kamiya Takahiro also has a family asset of nearly [-] billion.

The reason why he came out to do this business is to prove his charm, and the second is to find a way to attract girls in a more efficient way.

For someone like him who is extraordinary in terms of appearance, family background, mind, etc., love is no longer a precious treasure, but a plaything to prove himself and squander his emotions.

It's a fun, a game.

After all, for him, most girls in this world are within easy reach.

Only very few 'real things' are outside his world, either high above or out of reach.

Therefore, the pursuit of these so-called 'real things' naturally becomes the meaning of Kamiya Takahiro's existence.

This is what is unique to him.

At present, the closest target to him is Yukio Terashima, the student council president who is in the same school as him.

Wisdom, beauty, excellence, nobility, discipline, purity, strength, agility.
All the beautiful words can be named, it is beyond reach.

This is the real thing that a good person like him should pursue!

However, in the process, he met an unprecedented rival since he opened his eyes - Iori Shiina.

A man who could almost match him.

But now, just look at his respectful cowardly appearance.
He is a good man.

For oneself, a person who is very useful - is a good person.

Kamiya Takahiro smiled and looked at Shiina.

In terms of beauty, you can't compare to me!

"Hey! You two!"

Nana Hamaoka also seemed to sense that the atmosphere on Kamiya was not right, and immediately interjected and said with a smile, "What's the point of just drinking? Playing wild ball boxing, wild ball boxing!"

"President?!"

Takiya Ai immediately grabbed her: "This is a public place! You can't take off your clothes!"

When President Hamaoka heard the words, he immediately looked back at her slyly: "Ai-chan, I didn't say I wanted to play the stripped version of Wild Ball Boxing!"

"President, you-"

"Alright, alright! Let's play drinking wild ball boxing! Shiina, you two come first! Guessing losers drink!"

"The winner will be rewarded!"

"Let's use an app's upper-level recommendation as a benchmark!"

"No one wants to run away~"

As Hamaoka Nana Hua said, he showed a devilish smile to the two of them: "Play until one side falls to the ground!"

Kamiya Takahiro and Shiina Iori's faces froze at the same time.

This situation is a little bad!
Shiina looked at the smiling President Hamaoka.

This woman's character is really bad enough.

The opposite Kamiya Takahiro heard the words, and immediately cheered up a bit.

Not because of wanting to win.

But because you can't lose!
Although it's just a game, if you lose to this guy at this point, doesn't it prove that you are inferior to him in some way? !

Who can bear this!

Kamiya Takahiro still had that bright smile: "Since the president has said so, then I don't seem to be able to do anything about it."

"Shina-kun?"

"I agree."

Hearing this, the surrounding colleagues were also excited, their eyes all focused on the two of them, and many people below whispered and laughed.

"Don't you? I have bad luck."

"As for guessing, I'm quite confident."

"Do you want to gamble some money?"

"Don't, the president is still here."

"I remember that Kamiya-kun is a strong drinker, right?"

Regardless of the whispers of the others, Nana Hamaoka immediately started to clap happily, and personally picked up a bottle of beer and filled each of them:

"Whoever loses will have to fill up and kill!"

"Cheers to reading! Drink to writing!"

"preparation--"

"start!"

"Rock Scissors"

While shouting, the system panel suddenly lights up.

Flashing a line of gold font.

[Gambling Luck: 4]

Shiina Iori narrowed her eyes and grinned.

"cloth!"

"Kamiya-kun! Cheers!" Hamaoka Nana Hua shouted happily, handing over the wine glass enthusiastically.

"Wow, today's luck is really bad."

"I'm done with this cup!"

Accompanied by Takahiro Kamiya's heroic cheers, the atmosphere in the field became more and more enthusiastic.

"Oh--"

"Not bad, Xiaohong!"

"Go on Kamiya-kun!"

"Pfft!"

Kamiya Takahiro slammed the glass on the table with a bang.

aggressive.

He said earnestly, "I won't lose the next game."

"Oh."

Shiina Iori looked calm and smiled.

"Then you have to cheer up.

10 minute later.

Hamaoka Nana Hua greeted the general with a sad face: "Sorry, boss! Our people vomited a lot, please take a rag."

"okay--"

In the field, the original warm atmosphere disappeared.

Everyone stared at Iori Shiina like a ghost.

When Hamaoka Nana came back, everyone looked at her again.

The meaning in his eyes is very clear.

We don't play with him!

Takahiro Kamiya was lying on the ground, and there were 32 empty cups on the table beside him, his legs and feet were twitching, his tie was falling apart, and his face was so red that it turned black.

In his mouth, he shouted in a daze: "I, I can still drink."

On Shiina's side, the first beer is still full.

Seemingly aware that he made the reception cold, Iori Shiina actively suggested: "President, why don't I take Senior Takahiro to the toilet to clean it up."

"This"

Nana Hamaoka hesitated a bit, turned her head to look back, and everyone nodded in unison.

With him around, we'd have a fart!

"Then I'll trouble you, Shiina-kun." Hamaoka Nana Hua reluctantly agreed.

Originally, I wanted to be lively, everyone drank more wine at the table and stirred up the atmosphere.

Who knew it would turn out like this.

Ogasawara and Takiya watched Shiina set up Kamiya Takahiro and moved as if they wanted to help him.

But before the two of them could act, Aiba Chiho, who had been drinking a drink just now, stood up, walked to Shiina's side, and helped him hold Kamiya's other hand.

Shiina Iori was stunned for a moment, then refused with a smile: "Miss Aiba will just go back, I can do it by myself."

Aiba Chiho shook her head, her face flushed red, and she struggled to hold him back.

"It's really not necessary."

Shiina Iori also wanted to persuade her.

Aiba Chiho paused in silence, took out the phone from his pocket, and started typing awkwardly with his fingers.

Shiina Iori was puzzled for a few seconds and looked at her strangely.

Then, I saw Ai Ye turn the phone screen sideways.

[I don't like seeing being isolated]

【it's painful】

【I will not be reconciled】

Aiba Chiho held the phone in both hands, raised it slightly, and stretched it out in front of Shiina.

The delicate little face crooked from the back of the phone.

His eyes were straight, as if he wanted to see what was in his heart.

Shiina Iori looked at her without saying a word, and thought about what she was going to do for a while, and finally her heart softened.

"Okay, then let's move in together."

"But I'm going to take Senior Xiaohong into the men's toilet to vomit. Miss Ai Ye will wait outside for a while?"

"Ah."

Aiba Chiho pursed her lips and nodded.

The two of them worked together to drag Kamiya, who was drunk like a dead pig, into the toilet.

Aiba was waiting outside alone.

After Shiina Iori moved Kamiya in, he didn't take him to the sink, but went directly into a cubicle.

Put down Kamiya Takahiro and put on a good posture.

I don't know where to get a bottle of mineral water in my hand.

Unscrew the lid.

With a bang, half a bottle of ice water was poured onto Shengu's head.

"Pfft"

"what."

Kamiya Takahiro sat drunkenly on the toilet, looking confused.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the well-behaved junior standing in front of him just now, with one hand in his pocket, looking down at him with a sullen face.

Shiina Iori rolled up her sleeves helplessly, and said in a low voice, "I originally wanted to use my pure physique, but I didn't expect that this step would be saved by fighting wine to kill you."

As he said that, he kindly helped Kamiya Takahiro to straighten his wet tie and patted his shoulder like an elder.

The sound is calm.

"It's very good just now, senior."

"Eh?"

Kamiya Takahiro looked up blankly.

"Wow—"

The remaining half of the bottle of water was splashed all over the face.

"You you bastard!"

The eyes are getting more and more confused.

Shiina Iori tugged at his wet hair, straightened his head together with his scalp, helped him take out the phone from his pocket, put it in his hand, and commanded softly:

"Come on, senior."

"Wake up!"

"Give me your customer number."

"is that OK?"

Kamiya Takahiro looked at him blankly.

It's like waking up and feeling like I'm still drunk.

Looking at this familiar yet seemingly unfamiliar face in front of him, his brain's response became slower and slower, and he gradually couldn't turn around.

It wasn't until two or three seconds later that he seemed to suddenly understand something.

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Shiina Iori, he is not a good person.

　Nearly [-]-word chapter~ Sorry for being late!

　　
　
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