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"welcome."

The handsome boy showed a very natural smile, and the two adult women who came to check out had a faint blush on their cheeks. They pushed each other and finally decided to check out together.

One is "Love Letter" by Shunji Iwai, and the other is a Major League Baseball magazine with Shohei Ohtani on the cover.

The hobbies of the two are really extreme.

he thinks.

Collect money, give change, bag, and give with a smile.

"Welcome next time."

Because his hearing is very good, after the two people pushed the door open, the boy heard words such as "so handsome", "he must be a high school student", "want to invade him", and then the words that are unique to adult women when talking about pornographic jokes. Suppressed laughter.

So it turns out that even if each other's hobbies are different, humans can still find like-minded partners.

On the weekend of early autumn, a handsome boy from Meguro Ward learned another little knowledge about life that cannot be taught in textbooks.

After sending away the guests, the young man wearing a dark green work apron sat back on the chair. He was the only one in this small bookstore at this time.

Working in a bookstore is generally a leisurely job. If it happens to be a rainy day, it will be so leisurely that it makes people feel that time has stopped. No one will go out to buy books at all. They usually sit for three or two hours, fussing. It's time to get off work.

The weather today was exceptionally sunny. Jinguji Yue finished cleaning the bookcases and rearranged the books that had been messed up. Then he returned to the checkout counter and read books silently.

Of course, this behavior is definitely not laziness. Reading when there are no customers is with the permission of the store manager.

But if you're playing mobile games or watching TV shows, that's a different story.

Jingujizuki quietly flipped through the books in his hands. He still couldn't imagine what it would be like for someone to masturbate to the photos of the canal. He immediately felt that Watanabe was a bit neurotic and thought that he must despise the death squads in his heart.

There was a clang at the door, and someone pushed in. Jinguji Yue closed the book and said "Welcome" as usual.

What walked in was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, wearing a lace white dress and a sleeveless denim vest. The overall impression was cool and fashionable.

However, Tsuki Jinguji did not show a business-like smile.

"Hello, I'm looking for a book."

"........."

"Hello? Can you hear me?" The girl stretched out her hand and waved in front of the boy in a cute way.

It can't be said that she was pretending to be cute. Maybe she didn't mean it, but in Jinguji Yue's eyes, her actions were really showing off.

Especially the cunning revealed in her eyes and the pair of rich mountains really overwhelmed Jinguji Yue.

The young man sighed suddenly, lowered his head, and made a helpless sound.

"How on earth did you find this place?"

"Huh? Is this your first reaction?"

"I don't know what you were expecting."

"With your temperament, wouldn't meeting a beautiful girl on such a boring weekend arouse your interest? At least you should look at me affectionately."

"What can you do if you do something like that?" Jinguji Yue sat back on the chair and picked up the book again to read.

Seeing that the boy didn't pay attention to her, Hoshino Mori Hoshino still had a smile on her face, and her eyes moved quickly as she looked around the store.

"Hey, Jinguji-san, is there Haruki Murakami here?"

Jingujizuki raised his eyes to look at her, imitating her gesture that day, and slightly raised the book in his hand so that she could see the title.

"The fifth row of bookshelves from left to right, from the fourth to the seventh floor."

Hoshino Mori Hoshino nodded, stopped talking, and walked into the depths of the store by himself, pacing back and forth between the bookshelves, making the sound of excited footsteps.

A full 3 minutes passed.

A girl's sweet voice came from deep in the bookshelf: "I didn't expect Jinguji-san to be such a meticulous reader. I don't hate it."

Upon hearing this, Jinguji Yue realized something, and finally turned a page of the book in his hand, making a sound of paper rubbing, causing the girl to laugh lightly.

I pretended to flip through the pages of the book, not reading a single word, but the pages turned faster and faster.

"Jinguji-san, why did you start to look at each other ten lines at a time?"

"Clap" sound.

Jingujizuki closed the book, exhaled slowly, and put the novel aside.

Clearly, now is not the time to read.

Originally, Tsuki Jinguji shouldn't read when guests were present, but if that were the case, all his attention would be focused on Hoshino Mori Hoshino, and he felt that was not good.

The reason why he had this idea was simply from a guilty conscience.

Seeing that Jinguji Tsuki remained silent for a long time, Hoshino Mori Hoshino poked his head out from behind the bookshelf and hid his body behind. His long azure hair hung down like silk, fitting the bookshelf.

"Jinguji-san, aren't you lazy?"

"I'm not being lazy."

"You're reading a book."

"It is to check whether the goods are damaged or stained."

Hoshino Mori Hoshino laughed when he heard this, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the cashier.

"Hey, Jinguji-san, why don't you guess how I found out where you work?"

The young man gave her a faint look.

"Hasebe-sensei."

Hoshino Mori Hoshino widened his eyes slightly and said in surprise: "I thought you had to think about it for at least ten minutes."

"I'm probably not that stupid yet."

"But then I won't be able to appreciate your troubled look. It's a pity."

Why is her weekend so free?Didn’t you often attend various tutoring classes before?

Hoshino Mori Hoshino slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Jinguji-san, are you thinking about why I don't practice dancing or painting on weekends?"

Jingujizuki was stunned for a moment, but her expression remained unchanged. He found traces of temptation in her eyes, and pretended to be calm and said: "It turns out that the president is still dancing and painting, which really fits the impression given."

"You do not know?"

"Should I know?"

After staring at each other for a while, Hoshino Mori Hoshino turned around lightly, just to prevent Jinguji Yue from seeing the clues in her expression, and walked back to the depths of the bookshelf, as if the previous conversation was all the boy's imagination.

"Hey, Jinguji-san, help me get "Listen to the Wind Sing". I'm too tall to reach it."

"There's a bench underneath."

"My heels are a little high, I'm scared."

In this way, Jingujizuki had no choice but to stand up and walk towards Hoshino Mori Hoshino.

The bell at the door of the bookstore rang again. No one was there, and the cheerful voice was like gas, quickly filling the small bookstore.

"Yue! I'm here to see you. Are you working hard?"

Sakurakoji Saakura, dressed in private clothes, appeared in the store with a smile.

When she glanced at the corner of the bookstore, the azure girl there was deliberately standing on tiptoes and straightening her arms, proving that she could not reach the upper shelf.

The smile on Sakurakoji Sakura's face could not be said to be gone, it seemed to be fixed on her face, and she turned to look at Jinguji Yue with a smile.

She was silent.

Only silence.