Obviously a passerby, but he made his debut in the forum with real wine

I actually have something to do with Mr. Torii.However, before I even opened my mouth, I met Mr. Masuyama, the boss of the research institute, followed by Gin in a black trench coat.I just glanced at him out of the corner of my eye.For me, it can be regarded as an old acquaintance who has been away for more than half a year.

I'm curious how he doesn't have to hide his identity.

If I met a tall man wearing a windbreaker with waist-length hair on the road, and his eyes were cold and sharp, and his eyes looked like weeds on the side of the road, I would think that this person was either a cosplayer or a cosplayer. Dark ones.But he is always too conspicuous, for fear that others will not remember him after committing a crime.And because he went in and out of such occasions so generously, I began to worry for him that he would be remembered.

Of course, this is not a worry, but an ordinary complaint.

"Tori, is there something wrong?"

The big boss kept his face on my face for a second, and after another second on my hand, he just left without saying hello.

After Mr. Torii glanced at me, he patted my shoulder and said, "Go back by yourself."

I also knew I would go back, because I was still holding the cut cake in my hand.I don't need to look in the mirror to know that I am stupid and stupid. If I ask the big boss if he wants to eat a piece, I feel that the whole world will feel embarrassed for me.

I walked on the side of the road and gave way to a few big guys to go first. As a result, Gin tilted his toe and stopped right in front of me, just blocking my steps to leave.I don't think he's looking for something to do with me, so he's here to find fault?

"Is something wrong?"

I look up at him.

Obviously, the average height of Japanese men is about 1.7 meters, but most of the people I met are 1.8 meters tall, and this gin is also the existence of which I have to raise my head to meet the line of sight.I deeply feel the unevenness of dimensions.

"Pretentious." Gin gave me a rather cold comment in terms of semantics, context and tone.

I can understand that he is mocking me, right!

Can I understand that!

"It's an honor for a bumbling person to force you to jump off a cliff." I adjusted my Schrödinger tie with one hand and held the tray with one hand, and said, "Sorry, you are in my way. You should You don't want the cake to stain your clothes, do you?" My actions were already suggestive.

Gin glanced at the cake in my hand, then looked at me, and said expressionlessly: "You can try it." Then, he took another half step in my direction.The joint between the proximal bone and the metacarpal bone that I was holding the tray directly touched the black windbreaker in front of his chest and abdomen.The soft sound of gin's clothes being wrinkled is extremely harsh to me at the moment.

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Is it so provocative?

If you catch me trying to maintain my image in the workplace, you will bully me hard, right?