man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 93 [093] Don't run away
"Well, temporarily participating in the karate club work?"

Terashima Yukio was still sitting at the desk with an expressionless face, casually processing the documents on the desk without raising his head.

"Several people?"

"Five."

"Too much."

"Then two."

Shiina Iori dumped the other three fools without hesitation.

Terashima Yukio finally stopped writing.

He raised his head and looked at him with those dull and dead eyes like a mirror lake.

Then he turned his head and said to the cadre next to him, "Student Yamashita."

"Yes."

"Please help me buy a cup of cocoa, the one on the ground floor of the cafeteria."

"Yes."

Yamashita Harutora left very wisely.

Terashima fortunately waited for him to leave before turning his head: "Conditional."

Shiina Iori turned her head away without saying a word.

He has a shadow on the word [condition].

Although I don't know if she is a slut or some other special attribute, Shiina knows very well that there is definitely something wrong with this woman!
The conditions she took the initiative to ask for are not guaranteed to be a tiankeng!
"Bring Sano with me."

It seemed that Shiina's reaction had been expected long ago, and Terashima Yuki finished his words without pausing.

Shiina's movement paused.

So, Terashima Yuki repeated: "On that day, I will bring Sano Shino to visit."

Shiina Iori finally turned her head and wondered, "What are you going to do?"

"It's nothing."

Terashima Yuki looked serious again, lowered his head, and resumed his work: "This requirement is not difficult."

Shiina Iori still looked at her vigilantly.

Not a word.

Terashima Yuki said slowly while looking at the document in his hand:
"Relax."

"You can totally trust me."

"It won't do you any harm."

I believe in your evil!

Shiina Iori felt her brows swell.

He can understand now that this President Terashima's S tendency is very serious!

A little careless, it is possible to be brought into the ditch by her.

Beware.

However, Sano Shino's request was in front of him again, and 500 million had already been credited to the account.
Shiina Iori fell into deep thought.

While doing their due diligence, they had to find a way to separate them.

Whether from the perspective of a server or from the perspective of a friend, this woman is not suitable for Sano Shino.

Can't let her continue licking.

"Temple Island."

"Just call me lucky."

"fortunate."

"What do you want?"

Terashima Yukio finally stopped writing again, and a small smile appeared on his originally expressionless face.

"Who knows?"

Speaking of this, footsteps came from the corridor outside.

Lucky's smile faded quickly.

Yamashita Harutora came in with a cup of hot cocoa.

"President."

"Just give it to him directly."

"Yes."

Yamashita Harutora glanced at Shiina and passed the hot cocoa in his hand.

Shiina looked at Terashima Yuki deeply.

Reach for the drink,

Turn around and go out.

Yamashita Harutora just sat back at another table and asked Terajima with some doubts: "President, who is that Shiina classmate?"

"Student Yamashita." Terashima Yuki suddenly interrupted him, "Please go buy another cup."

"Eh?"

"hot coco."

"."

"Yes."

When he went out again, Terashima Yuki took out a small box padded with silk from his skirt.

Open the lid, and inside is a photo and a small black stick.

Terashima Yuki looked at the photo of a man and a woman kissing in the middle of the crowd, and gently rubbed and wiped his fingertips on the man's face.

Eyes rest on the part they touch.

He murmured in a low voice:
".what do you want?"

"I want everything you gave her."

"Iori."

After a day of classes, Iori Shiina came home with a bag of dishes for three, turned the key to open the door, and took off her shoes at the entrance.

"I am back."

Recently, it has become a habit.

"you're back?"

Miyahara Nagisa was wearing a small blue apron and a pair of heat-insulating gloves, his long hair was tied up, and a small head emerged from the open wall door.

"Iori."

"Don't cook yet, wait there for a while."

Shiina Iori entered the door with vegetables, and looked in the direction of the wall door with some doubts.

"Don't look at it~"

The landlady said so, but in fact she proudly moved away from the kitchen counter, revealing the messy kitchen counter again.

But this time, it didn't sprinkle the unknown black solidified substance everywhere like last time.

On the slightly narrow kitchen table were several cake molds stained with white low-gluten flour, and the egg beater, which outlined the mixture of semi-solidified egg liquid and flour, was thrown into the sink, and the edge of the egg beater was stained with traces.

On the other side of the kitchen table, there are flour bags, a bottle or two of milk, sugar, and corn oil.
There are a lot of half-used fruits next to them, which are placed on several plates.

I don't know when the oven was tucked into the shelf next to the refrigerator, and the lights were humming on.

Shiina Iori looked at this scene with a strange expression.

He put down the vegetable pocket and looked around in Nagisa's small kitchen.

Miyahara Nagisa proudly raised his head and glanced at him: "Don't worry, it will be baked in a while."

"Amazing, Nagisa-chan."

Shiina Iori finally looked into the oven through the glass with a surprised expression on her face.

"The shape is actually a tart."

"Did you invite a pastry chef over?"

"Hmph, I did it~"

Miyahara Nagisa's little nose was upturned, with a gentle smile on his face: "Would you like to try it later?"

"I tried one, it was sweet."

"Really?"

Shiina Iori squinted.

It doesn't seem to be a problem, but if Nagisa said she made it herself
Thinking of the messy scene in the kitchen last time, and the kitchen utensils that I could barely continue to use after carrying Nagisa sauce for a long time.

Shiina Iori fell into deep thought.

"That thing, isn't there any strange additives or something?"

"Look at me?!"

Miyahara Nagisa lightly kicked him angrily: "Let's see what you say after you taste it later!"

"Let's put it aside if you don't want to taste it." Shiina Iori looked at her strangely, "Why did Nagisa suddenly want to make dessert?"

"Probably. Goblin's repayment?"

"What the hell is that?"

Miyahara Nagisa half-bent down and looked into the oven, pouting: "After all, Iori has to help me with tutoring until late every day. Every day, I have to prepare delicious food for me, and I have to go to class the next day."

"However, I don't seem to have done anything for Iori, that is, I gave some money and waived some rent. It doesn't seem to be a big deal."

"If you can continue to give money, please make sure to increase your efforts."

Shiina Iori's expression was extremely serious.

Miyahara Nagisa ignored him and said to himself: "Last night, when I saw you brought someone else's snacks back, I was thinking, 'Ah, it seems that it would be good to make a snack' - probably that's the way of thinking."

"Then I bought an oven and equipment and came back today, and learned to do it again by following the online tutorial."

Miyahara Nagisa turned his head as he spoke, showing a warm smile at Shiina:
"Probably because of your intentions?"

"The process was surprisingly smooth!"

Shiina Iori looked at her smile and felt like she was hit.

Kind of cute.

"Ding."

Time is up.

Miyahara Nagisa, wearing heat-insulating gloves, took out the tray from the oven, then quickly laid the cream base on the tart base, and quickly and stably filled the cut fruit with his hands.

Shiina Iori watched from the side.

When it doesn't touch on 'fire control' and 'turning the pot', Nagisa sauce seems to play very normal.

Maybe, she unexpectedly has the qualifications to become a pastry teacher
"and many more!"

Shiina Iori suddenly stopped.

Nagisa looked back at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Shiina looked horrified: "What is the green seasoning you just sprinkled into the cream?"

Miyahara Nagisa was stunned for a moment, then smiled and picked up a silver vial from the kitchen counter: "You said this?"

The girl's warm smile suddenly became extremely sinister.

"It's a super-brain-fried mustard sauce with the highest degree of spiciness!"

"Just one drop is enough to make one's soul soar!"

Shiina Iori suddenly realized that something was wrong: "That's why"

"This is my first time making desserts. Of course, I have to leave a mark on Iori that can be remembered for a lifetime!"

"That's called psychological shadow!!!"

"Any name, anyway, let's play Russian Roulette!"

"hiss--"

"Of course~"

Miyahara Nagisa tilted his head like a little devil and laughed badly:

"Relax, I'll be with you!"

As she spoke, she randomly scrambled the fruit tarts on the tray, then twisted one out of it and handed it to Shiina Iori in front of her.

The smile on Nagisa Miyahara's face became even more gentle.

"Sa~"

"Iori."

"No! Xu! Escape! Oh!"

Shiina's pupils contracted, her breathing stagnant.

The protruding Adam's apple slides hard.

In the future, don't let Nagisa sauce come into the kitchen, right?
　Want a ticket!The bowl was kicked, so be confident!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)