My Girlfriend is a Miss

He took out a glass of water from the refrigerator and handed it to Yukino. Kitahara Chiba looked at his rental house and said

"Thank you for cleaning the house for me."

"It doesn't matter. Apart from the mold, this room isn't too messy."

Yuan Ye Yuzi took the water from Kitahara Chiba, opened the bottle cap and drank carefully.

The water flowed down her lips, swirled on her smooth skin, and finally fell into a bottomless ravine.

Kitahara Chiba's eyes followed until he could no longer see her.

"Sister Sachiko, aren't you going to open the store today?"

Sachiko Harano has her own small business, a convenience store. Kitahara Chiba has been there before. It is a very cozy little store, and residents nearby basically buy things there.

"I'm taking a break today."

Yuan Ye Yuzi looked up at Kitahara Chiba, then looked at the bag in his hand, and said

"Kitahara-kun, what are you holding in your hand?"

"Some clothes."

Kitahara Chiba threw the bag on the table. He probably wouldn't wear the suits in it.

As a normal high school student, he couldn't imagine what kind of occasion he would wear such clothes.

What's more, he didn't like wearing suits, as he always felt a little restrained.

Yukiko Harano opened the bag curiously and took a look. After seeing the contents clearly, her body stiffened.

With her eyesight, she could naturally see that the fabric of the suits in the bag was extremely excellent and valuable. It was not something a high school student who had to work part-time could afford.

"Kitahara-kun, did you buy these clothes yourself?"

"Of course not, someone else bought it for me."

Kitahara Chiba said lightly, while Harano Sachiko seemed to have been struck by lightning, her body suddenly shook, and her eyes gradually became dull.

"Is he really being kept by someone else? Has Kitahara-kun fallen into someone else's arms?"

Looking at the mumbling Harano Sachiko, Kitahara Chiba patted his forehead, held the mature woman's shoulders, and gently shook her a few times.

"Sister Xingzi, please wake up. These were bought for me by my classmates.

He felt that he needed to explain himself properly, so as not to damage his reputation.

He was very persistent about this. If it weren't for his reputation, he would have thrown himself into the arms of some rich big sister.

"Is she being kept by a classmate?"

Yukino Yukiko's eyes became even more empty. If so, she failed not only in terms of financial resources, but also in terms of age?

She had always thought that Kitahara Chiba liked her type, so she was willing to wait until the other person came of age.

"No, it's just that a very rich classmate bought me clothes. She is my boss, and these clothes are the product of the mission. You should know which school I attend, right?"

Kitahara Chiba said slowly, and Harano Sachiko gradually recovered her spirit.

She had heard of the name of Shuchiin Academy, and it seemed that there were indeed many students from wealthy families there. It was easy for her to get these two clothes.

"So you're not being kept?"

"Of course, I have a lot of moral integrity.

Kitahara Chiba sat on his bed. He has always been determined to create wealth with his own hands.

"Are these things part of the job?"

"Yes, my job is also very troublesome to explain, but this is the content of the job."

Kitahara Chiba looked at the little girl, and couldn't help feeling a little strange.

The mature woman in front of him was obviously the most mature person he knew, but even such a person would be like this. Should we say that girls are unpredictable?

Kitahara Chiba shook his head. He still liked Kato Megumi's personality more.

As plain as water, it seems that it will never change.

"I was really scared to death."

Harano Sachiko patted her magnificent chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

If Kitahara Chiba was in a normal relationship, she would definitely not have any objection, but she would definitely not agree to being kept!

If anyone wanted to be kept, she would be the one, how could she let others get ahead?

"Sister Sachiko, don't worry."

Kitahara Chiba said earnestly. He always felt that the person he was talking to was a minor.

"You've worked hard to help me clean the house. You probably haven't eaten yet. Do you want to stay and have something to eat?"

He looked at the time. It was past twelve o'clock, and it was lunch time. He hadn't eaten well the past few days because he was sick. He was a little hungry.

"No, I'd better go home and eat."

Harano Sachiko waved her hand. Kitahara Chiba was not surprised by her refusal.

Although the other party liked him very much, as long as he asked to have dinner together, he would most likely be rejected. He didn't know why.

Taking off the apron, Harano Sachiko picked up her bag.

"Kitahara-kun, promise me that you will resist the temptation of the world of flowers and flowers."

Patting Kitahara Chiba on the shoulder, Harano Sachiko walked away, her figure graceful, like a gorgeous rose.

"Wait another two years, and I can really make a move. I'll save the meal for then...."

Looking at the other person's receding back, Chiba Kitahara scratched his head.

He always felt that Sachiko Harano was like the legendary snail girl, who would clean the house and bring him meals, but her stay was very short.

After hanging up the apron with the scent of a mature woman, Chiba Kitahara made himself a cup of coffee.

Putting on headphones, he listened to music while ironing the school uniform and pants he had worn for several days.

He missed his mother a little, and usually these things were done by his mother.

At this time, the music of leaving his hometown sounded in the headphones very appropriately.

Rubbing his sore nose, Chiba Kitahara put the iron away and lay down in the quilt.

He needed to have a good rest. The quality of sleep he had been sleeping during these days of illness was not good.

He wanted to experience healthy sleep!

Maybe he could even dream of returning home.

Covering himself with the quilt, Chiba Kitahara fell asleep.