The Elegant Life of the Maodao Family

Words approach here.

"I'm sorry to interrupt the two of you chatting, but I have a call from Mr. Sumato Mashima."

Thinking that he must be looking for his own phone number, Jing, who was about to get up from his chair, suddenly felt like he was running for nothing.

Mao Dao's doctrine of not carrying a mobile phone is very famous among a small number of people, but all in all, his status is that he can be so casual.Jing was thinking nervously, someone would call to find Mao Dao, who always only does what he wants to do. What kind of emergency happened?

Mao Dao took the phone with a calm and composed attitude and pressed it to his ear.

"Where are you?"

Seeing that this seemed to be a way of coping with knowing that the other party would call, Jing relaxed his nervous mood.

Although the other party's voice came slightly from the microphone, the content could not be heard.All I knew was that the call was from a man.

"...Understood, I'll go there now."

Noticing that there was a tinge of softness in Chiushima-san's expression and voice, Kyo narrowed her eyes.

Even in the cold words, the joy of receiving a long-awaited contact can be felt.

It turned out to be like this, Jing vaguely noticed that Mao Daoshi came here tonight to pass the time.It seems that Mao Dao has made an appointment with someone he really wants to meet, because the other party can't confirm the appointment time, so he stays in a place that can be contacted for the time being, right?If so, this might be the perfect spot.

Mao Dao ended the call and moved away from the chair to get up.

"If you want to go back, I'll call a car for you right away."

Kyo also stood up together, and immediately said thoughtfully.

"Need not."

Mao Dao hurriedly walked away.

Jing followed Mao Daoshi and sent him to the entrance hall.

The front yard of the bungalow is not big, and there is no parking place.

The black Daimler owned by the Chiujima family, which I have seen many times, has stopped outside the door at some point.It seemed that they had ordered the driver to come over around this time.

Jing smiled wryly, it seemed that there was no room for her to play.

The driver in uniform opened the rear door for Mrs. Mao and bowed his head respectfully.

"Thank you for your care."

Before getting into the car, Mao Dao thanked Jing.

"Where it is, please come again. I sincerely look forward to your arrival."

"Ah."

Mao Dao nodded coldly, and got into the back seat.

The driver closed the door and walked around to the front seat.

The car window with heat-insulating paper lowered slowly, and Mao Dao's figure appeared in the car window.

"I will be very happy if we can come together next time."

Kyo tried to imitate Mashima-san's way of speaking, leaving out the "with whom" part, and suddenly said this.

Mao Dao frowned suddenly.

At the same time, her fair cheeks gradually turned a cherry blossom color, but it didn't look like she was angry.

"……I will consider."

"Ok."

It was the first time I saw Mao Dao showing emotion like this, Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a lot of emotion, thinking: "Mao Dao finally has a weakness too." Because always looking at him He looked so boring in the world, so Jing was as happy as if he had a happy event, and he always felt that he could understand how his brother couldn't help but care about Mao Dao's state of mind.Mao Dao is indeed a very lovely person, no matter how cold he says or how arrogant he is, he miraculously does not make people feel unhappy, and he can't help but tolerate him.

"Give my regards to the president as well."

Chishima-san, whose cheeks were still flushed, added as if trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Brothers have a good relationship, which is very enviable."

"Thank you."

Jing accepted the compliment calmly and smiled at Mao Dao.

"It's also very enviable to have someone whose heart beats faster just by meeting him."

"..."

Mao Dao didn't answer, and just raised the car window, but the reddened cheeks showed Mao Dao's mood more strongly than anything else.

The Daimler started slowly, and finally turned left and disappeared in order to drive onto the main road.

Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and planned to turn around and go back to the store.

At this time, another black car approached slowly.

For a moment, I thought in amazement that the Daimler just thought of something and forgot to take it and turned back, but it was another car.This time it's Mercedes.

"Hey, brother Ogata... no, boss."

The one who opened the door and got out of the car casually was a man with a serious expression and an imposing manner.

Most people would feel a little timid when they come face to face with this man, but Kyo greeted him with a big smile on his face.The second person in the Kanto's largest wide-area designated organization is also a regular customer of Kyo.

"Mr. Higashihara, welcome. If it's now, you can relax."

"Hmph, it seems that there is no business again."

"I left the shop empty on purpose."

"What big talk are you talking about?" Dongyuan smiled happily, and walked into "MISTYBLUE" with a man who got out of the car and looked like a young industrialist.

Jing also quickly followed.

There is a beautiful bright moon hanging in the sky.

Finish

postscript

It would be great if everyone had a good time watching the second episode of "The Elegant Life of Mao Dao Shi".

Because the first episode is also related to comics, I have a general grasp of the content before the author corrects it, but about the second episode, I haven’t read it again for N years-although it is a work written by myself, I still Proofread with a feeling close to that of reading it for the first time.Heck, the "I wouldn't be writing this (sweat)" part everywhere, always makes me blush.

The newly added short story is the story of Ogata chaebol Xiaokai who appeared in this article—Mr. Jing and Mao Dao. It's short, but this article also asks for your advice.

The illustrations are still under the care of Mr. Hidaka Shoko. On the coloring page at the beginning of the second episode, when the teacher said: "It's a rare opportunity, let's draw a picture of the garden." I was really grateful.Thank you so much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to draw!I am also looking forward to the coloring page of the third episode from now on.

The last episode will finally be released next month. I will be very happy if everyone can see the end of Maojima and his story.Well, I hope to meet you again in the afterword of the third episode.

Sincerely, Haruhi Tono

Copywriter:

Ms. Maodao's lover, Mr. Gardener, has gone back to his hometown.

For the puja on the seven-year anniversary of my grandmother's death,

He flew home alone.

But I didn't expect Mao Dao, who has always been indifferent by nature,

He sneaked behind him on the plane,

Mr. Gardener who is not ready to confess everything to his family,

I had no choice but to let Mao Dao live here.

Hiding the relationship between the two lovers,

Let them experience a different way of life than usual,

Don't have any fun,

But under the eyes of the family,

Ms. Maodao and Mr. Gardener watched carefully,

No inappropriate behavior can occur.

However, is the real relationship between these two really unknowing...?

Him, Yukata and Incense Fireworks

As soon as August entered, my hometown called me.I knew it was to ask me to go back to my hometown for the Obon Festival this year, because this year is the seventh anniversary of my grandmother's death.

"Can you come back?If it's two or three days, you should be able to ask for leave from the work of the garden, right? 』

When asked by my mother in my hometown, I reluctantly agreed.

"Hmm... I don't think it's a big problem."

"Rinko also said that she would come back with her husband.Do you want to go home and rest after a long absence? 』

"Alright."

"NO.13 There is also a fireworks display by the river. 』

"I see. I will discuss with my senior, Araki-san, and decide on the date of returning to my hometown first."

I remove the foldable phone from my ear and hang up, sighing softly.

When I turned around to put my phone on the desk, I found that my employer and lover who was standing behind me unknowingly was looking at me with eyes saying "What happened?"

"What, you're already here."

"I didn't call you because you seemed to be talking on the phone. I basically knocked on the door."

His choice of words was as cold as ever, but even so, his words had roughly doubled.

"I always break into your room without authorization, so I don't owe you anything."

I smiled wryly at his polite manner.As the young master of a famous family, he sometimes does some amazing things, but on the contrary, he also has a side that pays great attention to etiquette. I, who was born as a commoner, have no idea what his standards are.It's been nearly a year and a half since they started dating, but there are still many parts of him that remain a mystery.

I have lived with him since spring.

Although on the surface it was a compromise under his request, I also think it is a good way to do so.

Living under the same roof with him, I feel my affection for him grows deeper.Sleeping together, eating together-even if it's just dinner-as the two of them spend a certain amount of time together, they can realize bit by bit that he was originally a man full of mysteries. He is a flesh and blood human being like himself, and he has become more able to interpret the emotions that he hardly shows on his face.I feel like I can see the slight change in his expression just like the senior butler.

I hugged his slender body and pressed a peck-like kiss on the thin lips.

"If you wait in the room, I'll be right there."

I said teasingly, "What a quick-tempered person." He glared at me with a hint of anger in his eyes.Because I know it's just pure bravado, I ignore it