I thought it was be but it turned out to be he

Saito was practicing sword drawing against a wooden stake, while the head secretary was leaning on a pillar in the corridor and repeatedly wiping the knife that had been washed with blood last night with a cotton ball.

"What are you doing, Chief?"

The sound of laden frost came with the sound of footsteps.

The chief executive looked up, and saw a slender, handsome and lonely man coming over. If this face could have some expression, maybe the daughter of the restaurant next door would be bold enough to come over and confess.

I was thinking in a mess in my heart, but I called out solemnly, "Mr. Tukata."

Tukata Toishan looked down at the knife in his hand, "This is not your knife."

"I don't know if it's because too many people have been cut down recently, and I always feel a little uncomfortable to use, so I took it for maintenance." The director said and handed the blue iris to him, "I got it from Xiao Daisy yesterday. I will return it later, Mr. Tukata take a good look at it now."

Hijikata raised the knife, the blade was straight and graceful, bathed in sunlight, the light refracted bright light on it.

"How? Not bad, right?"

Hearing the general manager's tone seemed to be showing off, Hijikata Toshizo gave him a sideways look, "What's your name?"

"Blue iris."

Tufang repeated it, frowning slightly.

The director naturally knew the reason for his frowning, and kindly explained, "The knives there are all named after flowers. Although it is a bit strange, but the owner is originally a girl, so it is not surprising that he would choose such a name."

"Girls?"

"Yes, five years younger than me." He smiled triumphantly, and then praised, "You're really capable, Future Sauce."

Tu Fang suddenly picked up the knife and put it under his nose, he didn't feel strange smelling it, "Smell?"

The chief executive answered the call immediately, as if he was waiting here on purpose, "It's the scent of blue iris, that's why it's called that."

"Didn't you get it up there?"

"What are you talking about, Mr. Hijikata, I don't have the ability to keep the fragrance of flowers on it all the time."

After thinking for a moment, Hijikata Toshisan asked, "Did you just say little Daisy? Where is it?"

The director-general let out a long groan, the ending was raised deliberately, and the tone was ambiguous, "Mr. Hijikata is actually interested in this. Could it be that the sun is coming out to the west today? This is not allowed, and you can't make a move on Mirai-chan."

After hearing his nonsense, Tufang's already cold face became even colder, "What are you talking about, I just want to see her knife, not to mention, she is just a child in my eyes at that age."

The chief executive remained unmoved by the biting chill emanating from his body, Gu Zi smiled brightly, and apologized insincerely, "I'm really sorry."

Enough joking, he put the knife back into the sheath and answered the question just now, "The little daisy on the path is worth visiting. Ah Yi, it's time to return the knife, maybe the future sauce will really come here trouble."

As soon as Saito put down his hands, he turned and glanced at him, with a flat expression, "Are you afraid? She revealed your scandal."

"You're kidding, Mr. Hijikata, then let's go." Sensing Hijikata looking at him, the chief quickly put on his clogs and called Saito to leave.

At this time, the future is sitting at the table doing maintenance for Ju Yiwen Zezong, his gaze inadvertently falls on the wrist of his left hand, he can't help but stop the movement of his hand, and seems to be looking there intently.

There is a purple-black thread there, winding from the wrist like life to the root of the little finger.Looking at it, all the light faded from Future's eyes, and the whole person seemed to be enveloped by a layer of sadness in an instant.

"Future sauce."

The sudden voice brought her soul back from Jiuxiaoyun, and when she saw the person coming, the future immediately covered the sadness in her eyes and continued to work, "You came on time, I was going to publicize your business."

The chief executive didn't seem to hear her words, he focused on her wrist, and subconsciously reached out to touch it, "What is that?"

Future hurriedly covered his left hand with his right hand and hid under the table, nervously saying, "Don't touch me!"

Faced with her reaction, the chief was taken aback, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything malicious. I didn't expect your reaction to be so big. Although you are capable, you are still a girl after all, afraid of men?"

Future lowered his eyes, with apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, but it's better not to touch me."

The director joked, "Why? Could it be that there is a curse on you, and if I touch you, I will die?"

Future's pupils shrank and trembled. If she hadn't lowered her head, the two people beside her would have noticed that her face was extremely pale at the moment.

Even so, Saitoichi still noticed something was wrong with her, and he, who has always been taciturn, took the initiative to change the subject, "Are you maintaining the chief's knife?"

Take a few deep breaths in your heart, and when your emotions calm down, you will raise your head again in the future, with a normal smile on your face, "Well, finish it early and drive the chief away."

The chief executive looked hurt, "What are you talking about, does Future Sauce not want to see us so much?"

"Not 'you', but 'you'."

"It's ruthless..."

Future pretended not to see his pitiful expression, and stretched out his hand directly, "Where's Xiaolan?"

After understanding what the "little blue" in her mouth was, the chief executive took the blue iris from her waist and handed it over, and at the same time asked curiously, "Why does the knife have a fragrance? How do you do it?"

"Trade secret."

But later, the future couldn't resist his stalking, so he told him the truth, "It's very simple, just add an appropriate amount of flower and leaf juice to the water when the water is damp, so that the fragrance will not change even after a long time. If it is lost, it will gradually precipitate, just like wine." [Note 1]

"I see."

Satisfied with his curiosity, the Chief Secretary suggested with conscience, "Since Future Sauce told us such an important secret, we have to pay something. It's getting late now, so I invite Future Sauce to dinner."

"I thought you were going to give me some kind of reward. If you eat, you don't need it. Just treat it as a loss for me." Future refused without thinking.

"Future sauce, what are you talking about, let's go."

The future really can't hold him back, so he can only follow them to a Shimabara Kameya.

After the three of them sat down, Future's nerves were tense and they never relaxed. The reason was the geisha who served at the west table.

Although in the future, her face looks the same as everyone else's face, but there is no doubt that anyone who can become a geisha must be a person with good looks. She leans half on a man and holds a jug to pour wine for him.

There were two men at the same table, one in a typical samurai dress and the other in a plain light gray kimono.

Feeling the ambiguous/ambiguous atmosphere emanating from the people at that table, I feel very uncomfortable in the future. Generally speaking, would you choose such a place when you invite women to dinner?

Suddenly, he realized that the director's gaze was not on the right ground, so he looked over, and it was the geisha who came into his sight.

Saitoichi also noticed them, and his expression never changed, he frowned, "It's Serizawa duck, and he's still drinking here at this time."

"I'm sorry that you are also one of the people who came here to drink at this time." After complaining, the future looked at the four people at the table again, especially the geisha who was snuggling in the arms of the suspected Serizawa duck. Can dig out other advantages, so it really is the face, right?Men are all visual animals, even Souji Okita was dumbfounded.

While thinking about it, the general manager lightly poked her shoulder with chopsticks, but unexpectedly, Mirai would subconsciously call out.

This cry startled everyone, including Serizawa Duck over there.

Seeing everyone's eyes gathered here, the director hurriedly comforted her to calm down, "Don't get excited, just use chopsticks."

"Feel sorry……"

Future lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to speak out.

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Note 1

Well, it's all made up, don't take it seriously [stand up]

ps

In principle, geisha are art performers and do not engage in colorful transactions. In addition to serving and catering for guests, a large part of them perform dances, music, musical instruments and other performances at banquets.