man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 225 [224] Lie to you
In the Okuma Garden, the harsh harmonica sounded intermittently. If this can also be called a tune, even the harmonica would be sad, right?
But in the eyes of that glamorous girl who was like a fox in the courtyard, who wouldn't look away at a glance, the boy next to her had already completed a solo piece for her.

Moreover, it was her first time.

"How about it?"

Shiina Iori put down her harmonica, turned her face away, and raised her eyes as if she was a little concerned.

"Three points~"

The girl who was staring at him just now smiled happily, and even the sun seemed to be a little brighter.

"It works."

Shiina Iori said nonchalantly.

"What works?"

Xiao Fuli-senpai looked back in confusion.

"No, I mean—senpai seems to be very happy?"

Shiina Iori opened her eyes and told the truth without even turning red.

His eyes turned to the system panel.

【Wind instruments: 6】

Just now he blew it six times from beginning to end.

In this way, if you go to a crowded place to play in the future, wouldn't it be easy to raise the wind instrument to a very high level?
Shiina Iori thinks of good things.

"correct."

Shino Sano smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Iori's clumsy appearance really makes people happy."

"Is it clumsy?"

Shiina Iori's eyes widened in disbelief.

Xiao Fuli-senpai nodded as a matter of course:
"correct."

While speaking, she stretched out her hand: "If you don't believe me, I'll show you."

Shiina Iori slanted her.

In the Okuma garden, a beautiful and vulgar fox girl sat on the steps, with one small hand half-supporting her chin, and the other stretched out towards the man as a matter of course, and spread out.

The morning sunlight fell from the direction facing the girl, casting a glow-like color on the already stunning appearance.

Even the arc that is wrapped under the sports short sleeves and collides with the knees seems to have been painted with a thin smooth edge, fully showing the softness and weight contained in it.

Facing the beautiful scenery in front of him, Shiina Iori pondered for a long time, and finally put the harmonica back into his pocket with great perseverance.

"No."

"why?"

Shino Sano tilted her head in confusion.

Shiina Iori's tone was very serious and solemn: "Shinon, this is a gift from Maki."

"so?"

"Only my wife is allowed to blow to me."

"Who's going to blow it to you? Idiot Iori!"

"but."

"Ok?"

Shiina Iori tilted her head.

Sano Shino smiled like a happy fox: "If you are willing to pursue me hard, I can give you a little chance to be a boyfriend~"

"Of course, it depends on your mood."

"Sino-senpai."

"what happened?"

Shiina Iori looked at the doubtful girl in front of her with a distressed expression: "If I say that I have a disease that will kill me if I don't fall in love with many girls, don't you believe it. It hurts, hurts, hurts——"

Little Fuli-senpai mercilessly lifted the cheeks of the man in front of her.

"Save your sleep talk until you are dreaming!"

"I also have a disease that must die before the age of 150!"

"Let's go! I just saw a second-hand shop."

Shiina Iori hesitated to speak, but finally shut up.

Why does no one believe him every time he tells the truth!

Little Fuli-senpai didn't care about his thoughts at all, and walked towards the back door with her long legs.

Bypassing Hall No.17 and the Central Library, the two came to a street-facing alley not far from the back. Looking far away, they could see the eaves of Baoquan Temple, and in the distance was Waseda Gao.

At the corner of the alley, there is a small shop with a "Middle Age" signboard at the door.

Sitting at the front desk was a bookish old lady about five or sixty years old with gray and black hair on her temples, wearing a pair of wooden-framed mirrors, holding a copy of Shimazaki Fujimura's "Chikuma River Style" in her hand.

If Iori Shiina remembers correctly, she seems to be talking about the customs of Shinano.

However, when they were just walking, did they go around here?

Such doubts appeared in his mind.

But it was unlocked in the next second.

"Mrs. Mori~! Here I come again!"

Xiao Fuli-senpai greeted cheerfully, and the old man called Morimi raised his head from the book, without being disturbed at all, and smiled gently: "It's Shino, and your little boyfriend ?”

"Yes~!"

Shino Sano hugged Iori's arm with a smile: "Mrs. Morimi, does he look good?"

"Looks good, Sinon's boyfriend is of course good-looking."

The old man put his reading glasses back slightly on the bridge of his nose, with a look of natural praise.

"Hello, Mrs. Mori."

Shiina Iori greeted with a smile.

Sinon-senpai is really popular.

The old man continued to wear the glasses to read, and Shino dragged Yizhi to look left and right in the small second-hand shop.

It seems that all women will temporarily suffer from difficulty in choosing when shopping, even in a pile of small items between [-] and [-] yen, they will hesitate.

But Iori understands this feeling very well.

When there is only 320 yen in his pocket, he will also feel extremely worried about whether to buy half a handful of bananas or a box of eggs.

After picking for a long time, Shino-senpai still returned empty-handed.

After sitting back on the steps of Okuma Garden, Shiina Iori watched Sinon-senpai lift her chin up again, and stared into the distance with ecstasy.

"Isn't that ear clip just now pretty?"

"Save money."

Shiina Iori poked her cheek suspiciously.

The soft and tender face was pressed down with the strength of the fingers.

Then, it bounced back tight.

"Don't molested senior sister!"

Senior sister Fuli patted his thigh angrily.

"You haven't given up on the dream of 'keeping a lot of beautiful women like a rich man and living a life of drunkenness'?" Shiina Iori laughed at her.

"What kind of weird dream is that?!"

"Huh? Isn't that your goal in life?"

"I never said that!"

"Said!"

"Then I must have lied."

"fraud."

"Just lie to you!"

The warm wind in summer is unexpectedly warm, and even bickering makes people unable to lift their spirits. They just want to lie on the soft sofa with each other, and take a nap with the cat under the blowing of a fan.

Shiina Iori's voice also became lazy: "Then what does senior sister want to save money for? To open a snack shop?"

"uh-huh."

Shino Sano hugged her knees and tiptoed under her feet: "When I was young, there were many other shops on the street of izakaya."

"Across from our izakaya, there is a wagashi shop run by an old lady."

"Their chestnut yokan is delicious."

"and then?"

"And then it went out of business."

"why?"

Shiina Iori spoke in a very puzzled tone.

Senior sister Xiao Fuli showed a regretful look: "Because only chestnut yokan is delicious."

".No wonder."

Shiina Iori was talking, and suddenly asked: "Then do you want to get some interest-free sponsorship?"

Sinon casually asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"I."

Sano Shino couldn't help but startled when she heard the words: "Are you rich?"

"A little savings."

"Then if I go bankrupt like the one opposite my house, will I lose everything all at once?"

"That's okay."

Shiina Iori was very free and easy, turned her head, and met the eyes of the girl beside her, her voice was gentler than the warm summer wind:

"I just want to have a hut with my senior sister."

Sano Shino heard the words, and her lazy eyes couldn't help but stop.

It's like a deer that likes to jump into my heart.

Thump, thump.

Even the chirping of birds from nowhere seemed to have stopped.

Fragments of light hit the face of the man in front of him, and the long eyelashes were hidden by the streamer, making his smile a bit dazzling.

Breathing seems noisy in this stillness.

The picture seems to be frozen at this moment.

"I"

Shino Sano opened her mouth, as if she wanted to make some noise.

However, Shiina Iori suddenly smiled:

"Sorry, I lied to you too."

"."

"boom!"

　I got off work late today, just one more.

　　Make it up tomorrow.

　　In addition, I want to build a reader group, but I don't know how to do it.Do you have any suggestions, do you want to be an administrator and group owner?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)