Reborn in Tokyo after picking up Sayu who ran away from home

Chapter 523 The girl under the telephone pole

"Tang, clang~ this is it."

Xintiaoxiang said happily: "I specially chose a house that is similar to the chairman's house. Does this make you feel very friendly?"

Kato Yusuke simply looked around and felt that the walls of the house were nothing more than that, but the room was cleaned very clean, and there was basically no dust.

"...Compared to this, what are you going to do with your furniture?"

"Furniture, um~ I have already selected it at IKEA in advance, and I have confirmed the time with the delivery staff. They said that it will be delivered around ten o'clock, and they will call me when the time comes."

"Is that so...then I'll wait for the furniture to be delivered and install it for you before leaving."

"Hey, is this really possible~~!?"

"Well, yes."

"Then..." Xintiaoxiang thought for a while and said, "Why don't I invite you to drink coffee or have something to eat at a nearby shop? President."

Kato Yusuke shook his head and replied no.

"You can pack your luggage first, don't worry about me."

"That's it... ok~ Then I'll go outside and buy some drinks first, what do you want to drink, President?"

"Oolong tea is fine. Also, buy something for me when you come back."

"Hmm~ yes, what does the president want~?"

"I want comic paper, dip pens, and comic ink. I'll send you the specific brand and model on my phone."

"Okay~~~ Then I'll go out, okay?"

"Wait a minute."

Kato Yusuke called to stop her, and took out [-] yen from the wallet, "This is the money for shopping, here you are."

Xintiaoxiang blinked twice, alternately looked at the money in his hand and his face, and finally shook his head slightly, expressing his refusal.

"No need, let me invite the president once in a while~?"

The girl gave him a wink as she spoke, and then walked outside without looking back, leaving only a bouncing and lively back.

Kato Yusuke didn't bother about anything, simply put away the wallet, and sent Xinjo Xiang the model and ink color of the dip pen he wanted to use.

Just sit cross-legged on the ground casually, and then call Xiao Jianai.

After a brief wait tone——

"Hello? Kato-kun~?"

Like the breeze blowing on the cheeks, the gentle and soft voice rang in the ears.

"Morning, are you still sleeping?"

"I'm not that lazy, it's already nine o'clock now? What's the matter?" Renjian Kanoko asked reproachfully.

"It's nothing. I mainly ask how the procedures at your school are going."

"Well... I should say that everything is normal, right? The handover is almost over. The principal said that I don't have to come next Wednesday, but I want to wait until Friday. Do you think it's okay?"

There was a bit of caution in his words, as if he was worried that he would be unhappy.

Kato Yusuke couldn't help laughing, and replied: "Of course, what's wrong with it? There's nothing wrong with me."

"Great……"

There was a slight sigh of relief from the other end of the phone, "By the way, there is one more thing I have to tell you."

"What is it?"

"About the person you told me about before, that Mr. Yoshida, he consulted me about the company."

"Oh?" Kato Yusuke became more energetic, "What did he say?"

"Well... Actually, I didn't say anything. I invited him to come to the studio for an interview according to what you said before. The time will be next Saturday."

"Didn't he ask about salary and treatment?"

"Hehe, this one doesn't exist~"

Kanoko Hasumi said with a smile: "He gave me a feeling of hesitation on the phone. It seems that he just came over to see politely because he couldn't save your face."

"Is that right?"

"Hate, don't you believe me?"

"You know I don't mean that."

Kato Yusuke thought for a while and said, "It doesn't matter even if he refuses, you can raise the conditions a little bit higher then."

"Drive higher... How much should you drive?"

"It's between 400 and 600k, and the year-end dividends are calculated separately."

"I always feel...you seem to want to keep this Mr. Yoshida? Why?"

"I think he's a nice guy."

"……what?"

"Does this reason really sound strange?"

"So you know it yourself?"

Kanoko Hasumi joked, "But I'm a little curious, what kind of good guy is he?"

"If you have to say... is that kind of serious and stubborn old man?"

"...You remind me of my grandfather in my hometown."

Kato Yusuke laughed: "Mr. Yoshida is not old, he is only 26 years old."

"Ah, you are actually two years older than me...you are so strange, how did you get into these people?"

"At least we get along well, he helped me and Sha before..."

The words paused here for a second, and then continued: "...Mr. Yoshida helped me before, and I hope to repay him. Good people should be rewarded."

As if sensing something, Kanoko Hasumi's voice became softer than before.

"Hmm...can you tell me what you're doing?"

"..."

In the short silence, only the sound of inhaling one after another was slightly heard.

"This is..."

Kato Yusuke joked lightly: "Mr. Yoshida helped me raise goldfish."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, quietly staring at the hideous scar on his left palm, the light in his eyes dimmed.

Fortunately, no one was present at this time, so naturally no one could notice his abnormality.

For example, although Kanoko Hasumi heard that he was deliberately gagging, she didn't know anything else, so she just said it angrily.

"...Really~ You are making fun of me, right? You never said that you have raised goldfish."

"Yeah, never..."

The sense of loneliness swept over like a tide, almost swallowing him...

"Kato-kun...?"

"Well, anyway, let's do this first?"

In order to hide his embarrassment, he hastily changed the subject.

"Sorry, the editor at the publishing house is contacting me, let's talk later."

"Ah, ok, then go and get busy."

Kanoko Hasami said very understandingly: "Remember to eat on time, don't work too hard, goodbye."

"Understood, you too, goodbye."

The call ends here.

Kato Yusuke propped himself up on the floor and stood up, walking to the balcony alone.

While leaning against the railing to blow the wind, while quietly overlooking the quiet street scene.

Rows upon rows of old and new houses and apartments, straight wires stretched between small utility poles, and tall buildings in the distance.

The streetcar dragged its heavy body "clang clatter" passing by.

Among the hurried crowd, you can occasionally see the faces of students pushing their bicycles across the bridge leisurely.

When the mood almost calmed down, the mobile phone that had been holding in his hand vibrated unwillingly.

"Machida Garden"

It was an unexpected person who called.

Kato Yusuke pressed the answer button on the phone.

"Ms. Machida...?"

"Good morning, brother Kato, I have something to ask you, are you free recently?"

"……What's matter?"

"Well, because this matter is also related to Xiaoshi, so I said it directly."

Machida Sonoko didn't say anything politely to him, "In short, can you draw illustrations for the final volume of Xiaoshi's novel?"

Kato Yusuke was stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized, "...Is the progress of the illustration behind?"

"Ah, yes, as long as you understand."

A slightly helpless voice responded to him.

"Although I have tried my best to urge the manuscript, the fact is that Xiaoshi didn't hand in the final draft until yesterday morning. In addition to the review time, the time left for the artist is seriously insufficient, so can you help? "

"Approximately how much work is there?"

"Well... Considering the compatibility of the painting style, I hope you can draw 12 illustrations, and leave the rest to the original artist, how about it?"

"About this matter, what does Matsubara Hozumi-sensei say?"

"Teacher Songyuan also said that there is no problem. Before contacting you, I have already asked for permission from there. Now it is up to you."

"In that case, there's nothing wrong with me."

Kato Yusuke agreed without hesitation: "Miss Machida, please send me the specific requirements by email, and I will finish this matter as soon as possible."

"Great……!"

Machida Sonoko let out a long sigh of relief from the receiver.

"Then I'll send you the corresponding materials right away. Also, although the illustrations in the volume don't need to be as detailed as the color pages, it doesn't matter, but can you try to imitate Teacher Songyuan's style to draw?"

"Yes, but I need a reference, can you send me the previous works of Mr. Matsubara?"

"Well, no problem! I'll send it to your mailbox together, then please, Kato brother."

"No, I know."

"That's it."

"it is good."

……

Machida Sonoko's speed is indeed very fast.

It took less than five seconds for the two of them to end the call, and the other party sent the corresponding information to his mailbox.

Kato Yusuke turned back to the room, and Xinjoxiang also came back after shopping at this time, and at the same time brought back what he wanted, just enough for him to start working at any time.

So they went their separate ways.

One party started to check the information in the mailbox, and the other party started to organize his luggage.

In this situation where no one interfered with anyone, the time soon came to half past ten.

Half an hour later than the agreed time, the delivery personnel arranged by IKEA delivered the furniture purchased by Xintiaoxiang...

From table lamps, floor lamps, microwave ovens, small freezers;
To single bed, bedside table, combination cabinet, shoe cabinet, kotatsu;
Then to rugs, beanbag sofas, even some cooking utensils and more...

As these things entered the house, the room that seemed empty at first was filled in a blink of an eye.

The two of them worked together to place these things in their proper positions one by one.

It took about two hours to get everything set up.

Looking at the brand-new room, Xinjoxiang's eyes became bright, like the clear night sky sprinkled with Kopeito.

She took small mouthfuls of breath and kept panting, even with the full mountain peaks on her chest rising and falling.

The knitted jacket on his body was thrown on the bed in the middle of the work, and he was only wearing the baggy cherry-colored sweater underneath.

Sweat wet her hair, and slid down her rosy face, made a bend at the round jaw, and then flowed down her smooth neck.

The sweat that didn't care about wiping slipped directly over the collarbone, or slipped into the chest, depicting the outline of the girl.

Showing a tired and sweaty appearance that draws people's imagination...

At a certain moment, it seemed as if I had finally appreciated enough of my little new world.

She turned around quickly, ignoring Kato Yusuke who was leaning against the wall to drink water, and threw herself into his arms and hugged his waist tightly, but said nothing.

Probably because he saw something, Kato Yusuke didn't push her away, and continued to drink water on his own.

"...Thank you, President."

She murmured, and all she got back was a calm hum.

It's bland, but warm.

Complicated emotions welled up in my heart.

Perhaps it was the loneliness of leaving home for the first time, or the joy of having a home for the first time, or the fear that he would come to help her move.

Her mood also became a little strange.

Neither want to laugh, nor want to cry, but inexplicably have a sense of blank transparency.

After a brief silence.

"...President~~~"

She couldn't help but yelled again in a low voice, with a little coquettish taste in her voice, but this time she didn't get a response.

Xintiaoxiang didn't mind this, so she just looked up at him, and said with a smile: "Hey, President, just now, I'm willing to do anything for you, okay?"

"..."

Kato Yusuke looked down at her, and after a second, he said, "Then let me go."

"Oh……"

With a bit of reluctance and reluctance that was difficult to distinguish between true and false, the girl let go of her hand slowly.

Yusuke, who had regained his freedom, drank the remaining half bottle of oolong tea in one gulp, and said, "What else do you need? Go and buy everything now."

"What else is missing...?"

Xintiaoxiang looked around the room and asked, "Well, is it possible that the president is talking about the bedding? I'll just go and buy those things myself later."

"There's a Don Quixote nearby. I'll go with you and buy everything at once."

"Wow, so tough, but...so handsome—!"

……

In this way, the two went to Don Quixote to do some shopping together, and made up all the remaining daily necessities.

After going back and forth, another hour passed.

After finishing his lunch with the bento he bought from a convenience store, Kato Yusuke was not in a hurry to go home, so he simply started working on the spot.

As for Xinjoxiang, she went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then tidied up the room absent-mindedly.

Although she didn't have other thoughts in her heart, but seeing someone who was serious about her work, she had no choice but to put away these plans for the time being, and just sat quietly and watched him work.

I was thinking of waiting until later.

As a result, this waiting is waiting until the evening, which is the real night!

During the period, Xinjoxiang also took the initiative to get up to help turn on the light.

It wasn't until about seven o'clock in the evening, when it was completely dark outside, that a certain robot finally stopped writing.

Holding on to the last bit of hope, Xintiaoxiang tentatively asked: "President, do you want to live here tonight?"

"—no."

As expected, the other party rejected her.

So she asked the next best thing: "In this case, as a thank you for helping to move today, how about I treat you to dinner, President...?"

This time Kato Yusuke did not refuse.

After deliberation, the two finally decided to go to a barbecue restaurant with good reviews for dinner, and then set off immediately.

Just walking on the quiet night street.

When they passed by a remote intersection with few people, they accidentally witnessed such a scene.

Under a telephone pole, a long-haired girl in a dark uniform was sitting there alone with her knees hugged.

Kato Yusuke couldn't help but stamp his feet.

……

(Underwriting progress 2.5/5)

(End of this chapter)