man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 67 [067] Moving

"Eh? Is Shiina-kun going back already?"

Ogasawara held a wine glass and looked at Shiina who had just come out of the toilet carrying Kamiya Takahiro.

"Yes, there will be other part-time jobs later."

"Shina-kun is really working hard."

"Then I'll go first."

"Bye-Bye."

From the beginning to the end, only Takiya Ai and Ogasawara, two people Shiina knew, talked to him. Most of the others turned a blind eye and formed small groups to chat.

Kamiya Takahiro was put on the ground like a dead pig, unconscious.

Aiba Chiho, who had helped before, had been looking at him strangely from the very beginning.

Seeing that he was leaving, he nodded silently.

"I'll trouble you this time, Xiang Ye-sang."

【It's okay, bye bye】

She held up her cell phone, which was in black small round font.

Shiina Iori walked out the door on her own, and after getting into Kazuya's car, her phone lit up.

[Miss a landlord: Why haven't you gone home yet? 】

[Miss a landlord: Did you drive there? 】

[Miss a landlord: Have you been drinking? 】

Shiina Iori glanced at him and picked up the phone to reply.

[Shina: I'll be home soon]

So, there is no news on the other side.

Look at the time again, it's [-]:[-].

Late for tuition.

He got into the car, stepped on the gas pedal, and roared all the way home.

[-]:[-], get home.

Dengdengdeng went upstairs, breathed slightly at the door, and pushed open the door.

The lights in the room were on, Nagisa Miyahara was wearing a thick long-sleeved long skirt and pajamas, setting the small table, his long semi-moist hair draped over his shoulders, and writing the papers diligently by himself.

Shiina Iori just habitually wanted to take off her shoes and enter the house, but suddenly remembered something.

"I am back."

"Humph."

Miyahara Nagisa glanced at him and hummed softly.

I don't want to ignore him.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Shiina Iori put away her schoolbag, and was about to sit across from her as usual, and said in a negotiating tone, "Shall we advance the time by 10 minutes tomorrow?"

"No, you told me in advance."

Miyahara Nagisa lowered his head and wrote the paper: "You also have your own life. Even a guest as honorable as a god like me should understand you."

Shiina Iori looked at her helplessly.

What is a distinguished guest like God?

If you hadn't pouted, turned your head away, and looked at me with those resentful eyes from time to time, you might have believed you again.

As soon as this thought appeared, his calf was kicked by a small snow-white foot.

Looking at Nagisa Sauce again, her face was red, and she muttered in a low voice.

"No road race! (long-winded!)"

"Yes~Yes~"

"The gossip is over, today we will do this ancient essay first."

"Have you finished high school math?"

"Make it simple first."

"Hey, who are you looking down on!"

"Oh?"

"."

"Humph!"

Tutoring until twelve o'clock, the two dragged their tired bodies back to their respective homes, washed and slept.

When Shiina ran home the next morning, several trucks of moving teams gathered downstairs in their building, each using cranes to lift large pieces of furniture and luggage to the roof.

Furniture is divided into categories.

Large beds, wardrobes, large game consoles, home projection equipment, large game installations, stacked luggage
Don't know who is moving.

Probably a dead house?
"Shina-kun?"

Just thinking about it, I saw a girl in a short skirt wearing a familiar detective hat on her head, wearing a mask, a hoodie covering her small head and hair, her hands in pockets, and a big big face on her face. black sunglasses.

The entire face was basically covered.

"you are?"

Shiina Iori didn't recognize it for a while.

"right."

Igarashi suddenly remembered something, and quickly took off the sunglasses and quickly put them back on.

This time Shiina saw it clearly.

It's Yui Igarashi.

"It's Igarashi-san, why are you dressed like this?" Shiina Iori looked around in confusion.

Are you following someone again? .

"Shh!"

Igarashi carefully swept around, nervously compared to a finger.

"Don't call me by my name."

"what happened?"

Shiina Iori still doesn't know why.

"Those are my furniture. If they were recognized, it would be a shame!"

Igarashi lowered his voice.

Just as he was talking, he saw a blanket painted with the [Holy Living] game Aheyan CG being pulled up by the movers with a wheel hub.

Looking at the pink Aheyan that almost covered the windows of the first floor, Shiina Iori suddenly understood her.

If I remember correctly, this game seems to be butter, right?
What's the full name?

It's like St. Slimy or something.
If this situation is recognized on the spot, it will definitely be the end of social death!

"You also play this game?"

Shiina Iori glanced curiously, the painter was quite delicate, and the depiction of various parts was very sophisticated, almost comparable to the Muyou H teacher he recently turned to.

Speaking of which, Mr. Muyou H's comics are really good. Except that the male protagonist is a bit like himself, so that he is too immersive, the other paintings are very good.

What is more exaggerated is that she has recently started to draw the ntr series - it was clear that she was pure love for the party before.

"Shina-kun is also a friend?!"

"No, it's just friends playing."

Panasonic and Takeda seem to be loyal fans of this game, right?

Shiina remembered that the Panasonic guy seemed to have bought a lot of peripherals.

"Speaking of which is butter, right?"

"It's not good to just play the pure love route."

Yui Igarashi said, and suddenly waved angrily: "Those heretics who follow the tauren route in the holy life! Sooner or later, they will all be sharks."

"Pure love harem is king!"

"."

"You are quite dangerous."

Shiina Iori looked at her amused.

Besides, does butter have anything to do with pure love or tauren?

Isn't it all butter?
"I was serious!"

Yui Igarashi's face was serious - even though she was wearing sunglasses and a mask, she couldn't see any expression.

After a while, several moving teams worked together, and finally finished moving several trucks of furniture, sorted out, loaded, unloaded, moved, and then quickly cleaned and evacuated.

I have to say that the moving team in Japan is really professional. Even when moving furniture, they will use soft cushions to prevent the furniture from bumping on the walls and the ground.

There will be a big cleaning after the move.

Of course, the corresponding moving costs are naturally ridiculously high.

If it is such a super flat, it is normal to spend millions of dollars when moving a house.

After the movers were all evacuated, Yui Igarashi circled the building several times, making sure that no one around noticed him, so he turned over his jacket, put all his hat, sunglasses, and masks in his pockets, and went around the door again.

When he reappeared, he was already a young girl with a childlike appearance.

It is completely different from the wretched appearance that is likely to appear in the last row 4 just now.

"Will Shiina-kun go up too?"

"When acting in front of my parents later, we may have to decide on the position of the master bedroom. We'd better negotiate."

Igarashi turned his head and asked Shiina for advice.

"it is good."

Shiina Iori was also curious about where the rich live.

So, the two entered the elevator together.

After entering, the elevator slowly moved up.

It was only when we reached the third floor that there was a sudden ding sound.

Shiina Iori was startled.

There was an ominous premonition in my heart.

The elevator door slowly slid open to both sides.

Miyahara Nagisa was using the elevator door as a mirror, and the white lipstick slowly slid across his thin lips.

When she looked up and saw the people in the elevator.

click.

Lipstick broke.

　Broken bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)