Chapter 512 [511] Do you want to pull it?

"Miss?"

"This lady? Your Snow Coffee is here."

"Are you okay?"

After Shiina Iori and the others entered the door, they held the tray to a position in the corner and shook their hands in front of the female guest in front of them in confusion.

But Masami Kikugawa always kept sitting in a daze, motionless.

His eyes were straight.

Even though the man just sat in a simple position, talking and laughing with the female companion beside him, the side face that was halfway to her also firmly attracted Masami Kikukawa's eyes.

Leg shape judgment, by √

Judgment of the back neck, by √

Shoulder judgment, by √

Eye type judgment, by √

This is the man who has changed his life!

Although the last meeting was nearly half a year ago, some people will leave a lot of marks on their life trajectory even if they pass by others in a hurry.

In countless days and nights when they wanted to give up from the complicated work and escape from the sight of others, Kusaki Masami has played the side of their encounter in her mind countless times.

Even if it was just so rushed, the memories that should have dissipated early in countless memories and reverie were frozen in the center of the memory maze like modern texts that were repeated countless times.

So much so that even if the other party made some decorations, she would recognize him at a glance.

"Gudong."

Masami Kikugawa tried to inhale with difficulty, but she seemed to be pinched to her throat and her eyes were slightly red.

Because she has seen the beautiful scenery in her life, she has been strongly trying to change herself countless times. This wish is the basis for her to take the first step in the transformation from a senior home girl.

In her fantasy, she has long imagined how beautiful and harmonious the moment she made a perfect transformation and once again met that scenery.

However, when this scene came too suddenly, she suddenly became at a loss.

‘Do you want to go up and say hello?’

After thinking for a moment, this kind of thought was like wild weed growing wildly in my heart.

However, at the same moment when this thought arose, a strong sense of inferiority and social fear engulfed her heart like a tide.

'wrong!'

‘Have I really changed now?’

‘It was obvious that I just resigned because I couldn’t afford the public pension. Even if I saved up a little savings, it would not be enough to spend. I was still looking for a job at home.’

‘And that is by his side’

Masami Kikugawa looked up at the woman sitting opposite him.

That is a woman who can be described in words?

Even as a woman, it is difficult for her to feel jealous from the bottom of her heart. Excessive gaps can easily crush the contrasting psychology that belongs to the person, and create an inexplicable emotion of admiration.

She just sat there, wearing a close-fitting formal skirt. In order to match the season, she was wearing a long-sleeved coat on her shoulders. Her legs wrapped in thermal tights could not see the complexion. However, the slightly stretched calves with delicate curves made people unable to move their eyes and were wearing leather boots under her feet.

Even when facing the real male god in her mind, she was not at all cowardly, but always had a dull expression.

Only a pair of eyes always fell on the other person's face, as if he had devoted all his emotions and was very focused.

The boy she was obsessed with was also smiling cheerfully. Under her thick glasses with booksy air, her eyes narrowed with a smile, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

Just sitting there made the people around them feel a sense of harmony that is 'equitable'.

It was like looking at the seal with silky silk on the lid, and it seemed like the watermelon was cut in half intact, perfectly meeting the satisfaction of all kinds of obsessive-compulsive patients.

‘Compared with them, it’s not the same level at all.’

Kurakawa Masami suddenly felt a little ashamed, and even the distance viewed it was a sense of guilt that destroyed the atmosphere between the two.

However, just as Kikugawa Masami was secretly ashamed, the boy who was chattering for some reason suddenly stopped and glanced around in confusion.

After seeing him, he didn't say anything, but just nodded at him with a smile.

Masami Kikugawa was stunned.

he.

He remembers me?

Almost in the blink of an eye, she suddenly held her breath.

Finally got the courage.

"Thank you! I will continue to work hard."

The sudden sound made Shiina Iori confused and turned her head in confusion.

As soon as I turned around, I saw a woman I didn't know bowed heavily to him.

There was almost a crying voice in his voice.

Then he said nothing, and the other party turned around and left.

Iori Shiina alone had a confused expression on his face.

"Iori's acquaintance?"

Fortunately, sitting opposite him, still had no expression, but a little puzzled tone.

Obviously, even though she maintained 24-hour surveillance for Shiina Iori, she had no impression of this woman at all.

"Don't you recognize me?"

Shiina Iori watched the woman walk out of the door firmly, not knowing what kind of belief she was holding.

I don’t know that I was just a simple shopping, but I accidentally changed the lazy life of a senior homegirl, and my expression was even more confusing.

Some people will become the protagonists of others' entire lives even if they only have one shot.

This is probably the case.

However, for these protagonists who only have one "shot" appear, they probably didn't realize what kind of inspiration they had left behind.

This is also natural.

Just like it is hard to tell just a few short sentences, how many fans who have chased the Tokai University gate were ruthlessly cut off their track of star chasing by Yuki Terashima.

"Yeah."

Yuki Terajima answered without any fluctuations.

But the eyes that were already staring at him were as if they were hanging on him, and they always kept the feeling of "staring--".

It makes people feel uncomfortable.

Shiina Iori could only smile with a difficult smile—he really didn't know this time.

"Dong!"

As the two were talking, they heard the metal plate falling heavily on the table.

The coffee and cake on the tray showed no sign of being shaken and spilled. Instead, they miraculously shook the edge of the cup and the wall of the plate for a few rounds, and then returned to the center perfectly.

Like juggling.

Miss Miyahara Nagisa stared at Shiina Iori fiercely, and then brought the plate and coffee to him heavily, pulling the long voice:

"Please! You! Use it!"

"Master~~!"

Shiina Iori looked at Nagisa's cute appearance with a strong contrast, and for a moment, she couldn't help but twitch the facial muscles.

This time it was pointed at Miss JK's powder keg.

"Is there anything funny?!"

"I was laughing at me just now, you haven't stopped!"

Nagisa Chan was in a tone of reluctance.

Shiina Iori raised her hands and made a foreign military salute, with her innocent big eyes: "No, no."

Actually, there are.

It was just because he saw Nagisa standing in front of the kitchen counter and clumsily bringing the coffee to the tray that he couldn't help but smile. He had nothing to do with Miss Kikugawa who had embarked on a hard work journey again.

"snort!"

"Don't be caught by me."

Because it was a cultural festival, not at home, Nagisa observed the atmosphere of "watching the show" around him, so he did not continue to get entangled.

To avoid being misunderstood.
To be continued...