Can't You Skip Dating? / Can't You Just Like the Body?

"Well, Miss Hayasaka...be careful..."

Under such a crisis, the two watched each other, grabbed the towel, and left the bathroom.

There is a computer chair in the room, and a teacher's chair behind the book desk, just for the two of them to sit down and rest one by one. The heating is turned on for a long time, so that the two people who are covered with bath towels will not freeze, at least in the body. Don't worry about getting cold until the heat dissipates.

In the cool air that wasn't too cold, Hayasaka Ai rested for a long time and slowly recovered.

She wanted to ask about Nanami's situation, but when she was about to speak, she heard an extremely embarrassing scream.

"Wait...wait, what did I say today?"

For such a change, Hayasaka Ai was not surprised.

Because Nanami, who was talking calmly in the bathroom before, is obviously a complete maid thinking. In that kind of thinking mode that fully considers devotion, responsibility and reward, the sex linked to devotion will become As if it were a matter of course, it was fair and square.

The seriousness of talking about business can also somewhat suppress the evasive shame of sex.

But after detaching from the maid thinking and returning to the normal thinking angle, a relatively pure girl like Nanami will need to face a "big" problem.

This is the normal "threshold". The previous look that seemed to be decided after thinking about it was not normal.

Hayasaka Ai tilted her head, wiped the remaining water droplets on her body with a bath towel, and said lightly: "Ah, you can think about that kind of thing yourself, it's not a rush anyway, I'll go to bed for a while, don't mind me. Let's go to Ogihara-san's bed."

"Ah! Hmm! Of course no problem!"

After receiving a response, Hayasaka Ai wiped the bed for the last time, put down the bath towel and climbed onto the bed.

This is because you told me to go on this bed without clothes on. When you find out more later, don't blame me...

Hayasaka Ai got into the bed, looked at Nanami who was covering his face with his hands on the chair, and let out a long sigh in his heart.

Miss Aoyama, who is completely planning to stand in the position of a maid, doesn't seem to care about anything else. There is no doubt that this is the best news today.

This news shows that I probably don't have to worry about the day when things are exposed and I will be dragged out by Miss Qingshan and beaten to death...

Chapter 290 Three Patience Will Wear Out

On this trip to Kyoto, Ogihara had a lot of things to do. In addition to the construction of civil engineering and carefully sorting out the feng shui of the various industries of the Hayasaka family, he also deliberately found a place with good feng shui, and let the Hayasaka family build a master there. House.

Again, with this series of good feng shui, as long as the management of the Hayasaka family is not a bunch of pigs, or has invested in some kind of big bet that falls into the sinkhole, at least for a period of time, it will not decline.

Then there are several business orders on the Kyoto side. Compared with Tokyo, which is not too stable, the Kyoto circle that has witnessed the whole process of the Shinomiya family cutting meat and seeking peace is truly frying.

Fortunately, Ogihara set a well-known rule early tomorrow, and the charges for dealing with people who do not accept friendship at work are also expensive, otherwise, the list handed to him just for the sake of friendship can make him. He had a headache.

There are not a few people who are willing to spend money for the sake of visible relationship benefits, but only for the sake of a half-believing ghost and god, not a lot of them. It feels normal, but in the face of things that shouldn't be spent, dozens and hundreds of them feel distressed.

As a result, the workload finally received made Ogihara Ming feel happy.

Finally, and the most important thing on the surface, when Hayasaka Ai returned to Kyoto over the weekend, she and her family of three casually attended a social banquet held over the weekend.

In fact, the Hayasaka family had the best effect on hosting this banquet, but before the new house was established, her family did not have a suitable house for banquets, nor did they have sufficient and experienced staff. After the beginning of the year, the newly independent Hayasaka family is actually more similar to the new upstarts, and they will not be able to find some details for a while.

Instead of forcing a not-so-beautiful event, it is better to be invited to attend naturally. Anyway, as a signal, this move is enough.

Compared with the banquet he attended with Mr. Asai at the Eiri family's banquet, this was the first real end of Akira Ogihara. He clearly expressed his return to the Hayasaka family, and from that moment on, he was no longer a wanderer. A gentleman from the world, but a chess player who has a place on the chessboard and has his own pieces.

For this kind of thing, everyone is actually quite welcome. Although there is a little more competition, since he has entered the game, considering Ogihara Akira's usual style of behavior, at least you don't have to worry about him being in a good mood when he passes by. Which chessboard was torn down.

For example, the Shinomiya family that has just been demolished.

Compared with a strong and aggressive person, everyone is more afraid of a strong and unrestrained person. The former can speak well with interests involved, while the latter really depends on mood.

By the way, Hayasaka Ai's dress is very beautiful, if I didn't want her to spend more time with her family, let her go home at night, and the two of them have a little shame that they don't want to be too explicit, that dress might be that night. Can't wear it anymore.

Because Ogihara Akira's affairs in Kyoto were not finished yet, on Sunday evening, Hayasaka Ai returned to Tokyo with a satisfied stomach.

And on the way back to Iwanaga Kotoko's information.

[Mr. Ogihara has something to do, we haven't come back together, Miss Iwanaga doesn't have to wait] [Did you steal it yourself? 】

[Well... very full, almost overflowing]

Due to being questioned, Ai Hayasaka's reply also included descriptions of bad taste, fully responding to the so-called stealing.

Facing Kotoko Iwanaga, who was blown up, Hayasaka Ai smiled and dealt with it for a while, and at the end, got a slightly strange news.

[I had something I wanted to ask him for help, forget it, it's been delayed for a few days, and it's not easy to wait another two days] Hayasaka Ai asked with some concern: [What's the matter, can I help? ] [It's okay, but I don't need it until then. What are you going to eat for dinner? ] The phrase "before that" also made Hayasaka Ai a little concerned, but seeing that Iwanaga Kotoko didn't explain what she meant, she politely didn't ask.

She does have a very special "bond" with Iwanaga Kotoko, so the relationship is progressing fairly well, but they have not penetrated into each other's lives, and they have maintained a good surface communication.

In this overall atmosphere of maintaining a ceremonial distance from each other, it is a relatively rude behavior to rashly inquire about her affairs.

Controlling her curiosity, Hayasaka Ai politely handed over the choice to the other party: [I haven't thought about it yet, I'll be home at about eight o'clock in the evening, what is Miss Iwanaga's plan? 】【Then I won't wait for you, see you next week】

[Well, see you next week]

After replying to the message, Hayasaka Ai put down her phone, looked at the already dark sky outside the train, closed her eyes and leaned back in the chair, and took a short nap.

Because she was worried that Ogihara Ming was "unfamiliar with her life", she still worked hard during the day and was a little tired.

……

"Huh - it's still a bit early to come out."

In the dark night, Kotoko Iwanaga, who had had dinner alone, sat on a roadside bench and tucked the scarf around her neck.

Although it is the end of winter, at night, the temperature will still drop into the single digits, bringing a chill to those who lack movement.

Fortunately, Iwanaga Kotoko is also used to it, including such a lonely wait.

She turned the book in her hand to the next page.

From a personal point of view, Iwanaga Qinzi prefers suspense and reasoning novels, which is also a kind of learning, which allows her to better fool monsters and people, and prevent unnecessary troubles and disputes.

This may sound a bit confusing, but the so-called guarding the order is actually maintaining stability. As long as it is not an irreconcilable contradiction, coaxing everyone can count.

But what she read today was romance light novels.

The book is a presentation of a certain aspect of the author, and there may be falsehoods for commercialization, but some truths can also be seen. For example, some overly delicate emotional descriptions cannot be faked, at least it reflects the author's experience ability.

"Well, it looks calm and generous on the surface, even if I see that shameless appearance, I don't panic, and then I categorically reject my invitation to play 3P, because I don't want to be involved in the harem game, not only very Decisive and free-spirited.”

Looking at the "Metronome in Love" in his hand, Iwanaga Kotoko murmured with a strange expression: "But in fact, this emotion is so rich that it's tangled..."

A few days ago in Ogihara Akina, she watched Xia Shizi's new work "One Hundred Pa of Pure Love" for a little while, and then bought the first book and read it, and at the same time she bought a set of "Love Beats" as her debut work. device" and has been seeing it today.

"One Hundred Pa of Pure Love" is just the beginning, in fact, there is not much to see, but it is already finished and lacks cover for the debut work, so there are more things that can be seen.

For example, at this moment, Ianyong Qinzi clearly realized that under that indifferent face that seemed to be sleepy all the time, there was a slender, sensitive and emotional heart hidden, and she would be amazed from time to time, "Wow, you can still think like that. Too much? So this is love? Is it possible to be so tangled!?"

Facing the tactful and tangled emotional depictions in the later part of the story, for a moment, she wondered if she was a woman after all.

"if it is like this……"

Yanyong Qinzi shook her cold hands, and thoughtfully said to herself, "Even if a person changes due to encounters, it is difficult for her to change in nature. If that's the case, she really does look like that." Is it okay?"

This sentence is not an interrogative sentence, and the questioning in it already expresses Iwanaga Kotoko's opinion on this.

"Huh, all of them are monsters. Fortunately, they don't seem to have any plans. If there are, it might be more troublesome than monsters who can't understand people's words."

Feeling the tug of the skirt corner, Yanyong Qinzi nodded casually: "Well, I see."

At that time, it was a warning, or it should be called a warning, but Iwanaga Kotoko still turned the book without raising her head until a shadow appeared in front of her, blocking the street light used for reading.

Iwanaga Kotoko looked up and saw a long-haired woman wearing a mask.

"am I pretty?"

The woman's voice was a little low, a little hoarse, and in the silent night, it was a bit provocative.

In response, Yanyong Qinzi waved his hand to the side and said, "Please move to the side to block the light."

The woman followed the gesture and stepped aside, looking at Iwanaga Kotoko, who was looking down at the book again, and was a little dazed there.

After standing for seven or eight seconds, the woman poked her face up from an angle that would not block the light, and asked again, "Am I beautiful?"

Yanyong Qinzi raised his head and said nonchalantly, "I don't know, I don't look at other people's beauty and ugliness, they are not as beautiful as me anyway."

The woman froze for a while.

After that, he asked for the third time, "I, beautiful, am I!?"

This time, her voice was no longer peaceful and provocative, but with an obvious depression.

"Hey, you're so annoying." Yanyong Qinzi waved his hands without raising his head, "Meimeimei, it's alright."

It seemed that she had heard a satisfactory answer, and the woman's breath became much calmer, but the air around her had an indescribable gloom.

In this gloomy feeling that made the hair stand on end, the woman slowly took off her mask, revealing a mouth full of dryness and blackness, which opened to the corners of her ears.

Moving her terrifying mouth, she slowly put her face close to her, and asked in a low voice again, "Am I beautiful in this way?"

Yanyong Qinzi looked at it, plucked out his right eyeball, and showed a very bright smile.

"Well, very good, I admit that you are as beautiful as me."

The woman was stunned for the third time, and there was a very obvious doubt on her face that was no longer covered.

At this point, anyone who often watches online books, movies, and TV dramas should be able to realize what she is.

Crack Girl, a very famous urban legend that even caused social riots in a certain period, it is said that a woman was writhing constantly during plastic surgery because she couldn't adapt to the wax smell produced by the hair wax on the doctor's head , As a result, the doctor accidentally cut her mouth on both sides. After seeing her disfigured appearance, the woman killed the doctor in a rage and walked away.

From then on, she would wander around late at night wearing a mask, asking questions to pedestrians when she encountered them.

The mechanism — ah, allow me to call it the mechanism here — is that she would wear a mask first and ask people "Am I beautiful?"

In terms of appearance, even wearing a mask, she is an obvious beauty. If the other party answers "beautiful", then she will take off the mask, revealing a big mouth that splits to the bottom of her ears, and asks, "Is this beautiful too?"

If she runs away in fear or the answer is not beautiful, even if the answer is not beautiful in the previous step, she will catch up with a very fast speed and kill the victim, and if the answer is beautiful, she will cut the victim with a knife the corners of her mouth, making the other person as beautiful as her.

This is the target Iwanaga Kotoko wants to deal with today, and it is also the type that is extremely dangerous to her, not because of strength, but because of aggressiveness towards people.

Then the top gags aside, the point is that Iwanaga Kotoko answered Mei, and she took off her mask.

——After that, Kotoko Iwanaga replied "as beautiful as me".

Answering beauty, her approach is to make the other party as beautiful as her, but Iwanaga Kotoko has already expressed that she is as beautiful as she is in her actions and words.

Looking at Yanyong Qinzi's empty eye sockets, she leaned forward in confusion for a while, gestured to the corner of her split mouth, and said dryly, "No, this is the only way to be as beautiful as me."

Yanyong Qinzi leaned down, and with the sound of the buckle loosening, he took off his leg again, and raised his leg like a pointer and said, "No, beauty is usually not a description of a place, but For the overall description, if you are comparing the beauty of the mouth alone, you should ask me with a sentence like 'Does my mouth look good?'"

"But you don't, you are asking about beauty, which is a whole that includes the inner soul, the outer body, the quality of the skin, the quality of the hair and hairstyle, the delicacy of the facial features, and even the overall coordination. Evaluation, so, we two are indeed equally beautiful."