While Iori is hard tonight, the other end of Tokyo Bay.

Large flat top floor balcony.

Yuki Terajima's long hair was wet, wearing a gray velvet bathrobe, and holding a glass of wine in his hand, shaking slightly.

The phone is beeping and keeps dialing.

The glasses's little secretary Ao Aise stood quietly, silently, from beginning to end, and as if he had been petrified.

The reason why she is so reserved today is naturally that Miss Kui Cang, who has been with her for a long time, can now quickly capture her most important emotions today from Miss Xing's pitiful expression.

And like now, the emotional fluctuations that cannot be suppressed with alcohol are obviously one of the worst states of emergency for her, her personal secretary.

However, Miss Kui Cang didn't have any way to deal with it.

Now I have to wait quietly for the young lady to solve the problem by herself.

"beep--"

"Didi."

Until the third call was dialed, the phone finally dialed.

Aoso Ayase secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, across the phone, what came was Aiko Ichijo's lazy and boring voice, and her tone was teasing:

“It’s so rare!”

"Our beautiful lady Xun actually sends electricity to merely."

"It's really endless glory. The little girl worships here..."

"You went out with Iori today, right?"

Yuki Terajima had no leisure to listen to her nonsense, and his voice was cold: "I should have emphasized it in front of you, right? You are not allowed to touch him before you told me what to do."

"That's the person I like."

The voice was still as swaying as usual, but even through the phone at a distance, Aiko Ichijoji could paint the serious expression of Qiu's face in her heart as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

The oil painting tone that I had always grasped just now subconsciously disappeared, and the voice was quite a bit lucky that this unruly guy had no choice:

“Yes, yes!”

"I know, I know~"

"That's the man you Miss Terajima likes, no one is allowed to touch anyone! OK?"

But fortunately, he did not relax at all because of this perfunctory answer. His tone was always plain and serious, and he went to the bottom of the matter with a tit-for-tat conclusion: "Then what did you do when you ask Iori out today?"

Hearing her tone of being about to provoke a sect, Ai Chengji Aiko took a deep breath and gritted her teeth and shouted for justice:

"Lucky! You know me."

"I haven't even had a boyfriend for so many years."

"Even the first encounter in these 27 years has been solved by Xiao Zuo and Xiao You."

"Do you think a woman as pure and excellent as me will have any irrational feelings towards your little man?"

"Is it possible?!"

Opposite the phone, Yuki Terajima was silent for a few seconds before answering:

"Hold hands."

It was obviously a question-like sentence, but fortunately, I used an unquestionable affirmative sentence when I said it.

“…”

Aiko Ichimide, who was on the other end of the phone, was stunned and stuttered for a long time: "Just... that's the one, just holding hands... it's just holding hands, what's the matter?"

After all, she was not brave enough and didn't say the thing about "can you lick it".

Otherwise, Aiko Ichijoji felt that Yuki would really drive a hole in front of her house.

"Only hands are not enough!"

Fortunately, my voice was extremely decisive.

Since she received Iori's answer last time, she has begun to consciously reduce the number of contacts Iori and other women.

"You ruthless woman!"

"Anyway, it just doesn't work."

After decisively setting rules for himself, Yuki Terajima quickly entered the next topic as if he was advancing the meeting:

"Also, what did you ask Iori to attend a Wudokan concert?"

"His fame and traffic now should not be worthy of your investment to that level."

However, when hearing this topic, Aiko Ichimaji, opposite the phone, smiled wickedly: "Of course it's because he is Shiina Iori!"

"Invest as soon as possible, lucky~"

"You have never been in contact with those actors and artists, and you don't know what they usually are."

"If I could suddenly catch a person as thick as my thigh and as long as I am a little career-oriented, I would definitely be rushing up to death!"

"But Iorikun is different, he..."

"It's Shiina Jun!"

Halfway through his speech, his voice was suddenly interrupted by the Qiu on the other side of the phone and he emphasized.

He was very domineering in fulfilling his one-way ownership of Iori.

“Yes, yes.”

"Anyway, Shiina Jun is the kind of guy who has no career aspirations at all!"

"Even this concert, I seemed to be going to complete some task. When I mentioned this to me, I was lazy and looked like I could do it or not."

"So, if you want to sell him such a big favor in the future, it will really depend on your life."

Aiko Ichijo summarized the reason for her observation of "the rules of Iori's strategy" and explained it in a rather organized way.

Yuki Terajima didn't understand:

"No career aspirations?"

"Why?"

Aiko Ichichengji, who was opposite the phone, suddenly started a high-profile voice: "I asked me why? He can eat enough just by eating the soft rice from your family!"

“What else can I do?”

"Ah! Damn it. When I think of such a beautiful hand, I have no interest in playing the piano, and I have to force me to go on stage, I want to make a living, you rich women who are wasting their talents!"

"Go to die!"

Upon hearing this, Yuki Terajima couldn't help but be stunned.

In a moment of thought, I thought of the group of women gathered by Iori now.

I didn't care much before, but now I think about it carefully, and I find that there are three chaebol crocodiles gathered around him alone. The only Shino is also quite business--the working emperor who saved up eight figures of property in college was not a prank.

but......

If Iori only has himself around, it would seem like nothing wrong with making him a rice worm?

certainly.

It is of course excellent that Iori can find a career he likes, or can earn enough pocket money he uses easily.

Just as my thoughts turned into an electric shock, luckily the little question mark in my head was in vain.

Ichijo Aiko also had an ambiguous attitude towards the action of pushing Iori to advance.

Anyway, just let him like it.

After telling me what I wanted to say, I also got the information I wanted. Yuki Terashima didn't care about the sound of Aiko Ichijo who kept complaining on the other side of the phone, and hung up the phone casually.

Half a glass of foreign wine that was originally used to relieve my sorrow was poured into the potted plant on the balcony and put the wine glass aside.

Both body and mind are much more relaxed.

However, as soon as I turned around and prepared to go to bed early, the phone I had just hung up suddenly rang again.

Yuki Terajima was stunned at first.

At this time, usually she is the only one who calls someone else, and few people call her emergency calls.

"Hello?"

Reach the phone.

The phone was stuck in my ears, and I only heard less than two sentences.

Yuki Terajima suddenly frowned.

Aoso Ayase couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. She was relieved just now and pretended to be her wooden man again.
To be continued...