5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

I thought that since I was at home anyway, there would be no inconvenience.What's more, the reason why Mr. Kazama came to me, all I can think of is work.

"I'm sorry, it's actually because the higher-ups need to add a relevant certificate now..."

He was full of apologies on the phone, and told me that it was due to the sudden change of the content above, so we need to temporarily supplement a certificate of relevant content to him, but the time is not urgent, and it will be done within a week. Apologized to me several times.

Because Mr. Kazama's tone was too sincere, I was also quite embarrassed to be repeatedly said "I'm really sorry".

I think it’s probably due to the fact that most of the time in my previous job I was humbled to customers, and bowed my head in front of the boss for the salary. Except when I was treated politely by the clerk when I went to the supermarket and bought things, I was rarely treated so peacefully by others. Treated politely.

Wujo Satoru's words cannot be counted as the existence of ordinary social relationships that I define, so they are not counted in it.

... Anyway, I'm not used to it.

I had no choice but to say polite words, hoping that he would not take this matter too seriously: "It's okay, it's not your fault. We all just follow the rules and regulations."

"...I'm really sorry." He apologized again.

Is it because of work that he pays special attention to etiquette and rules in this area?

"If nothing else..."

I glanced at the clock, and I was about to hang up the phone when I heard Kazama say again:

"There is also the scented candle that Ms. Yizhi mentioned in the afternoon. I found several kinds on the Internet, but I don't know which product is better. Can I ask Miss Yizhi?"

After all, I brought it up, and the tone and attitude of his questioning were very sincere, so I had no reason to refuse.

"of course can."

I turned my head and realized that I had forgotten to wash the bowl that I had filled the curry just now, so I had to pick it up resignedly and went back to the kitchen.Then I held the phone under my arm, turned on the faucet and began to clean the curry stains, but as soon as I put my hand into the sink, I was afraid that I would accidentally drop the phone into the sink in this posture.I had to put my phone on the table next to it and turn on the speakerphone.

"Miss Yizhi...?" Mr. Kazama probably heard the sound of water from my side and became confused, and two seconds later his voice had an unnatural ups and downs, "That...it's not convenient...wait It’s okay to say it again.”

He didn't think I was taking a shower, did he...?

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, I explained clearly: "It's nothing, I'm just washing the dishes, and I just had dinner. Compared with this, the scented candles mentioned just now, I recommend..."

I reported several good products that I have used before, maybe my attention was only spent on recalling the products I used. When I was washing the dishes, the nail of the ring finger of my right hand accidentally split a small piece, I subconsciously There was a "hiss -" sound.

"Are you okay?" Kazama's voice on the other end of the phone became urgent.

I looked at my split nails, and the residual pain made me shed physiological tears unconsciously. I calmed down and replied in a low voice: "It's nothing."

It was also interrupted by this little episode, coupled with the sound of rushing water in the water pipe, I didn't notice that the door of my house was opened, and the person who opened the door didn't make any big noise until he walked around behind me call my name-

It was only then that I realized that Gojo Satoru had actually come.

"In the end—" He approached him on his own, and said, "You didn't respond, what are you doing?"

He said a few days ago that he would help me sell those extra photos, so I gave him a spare key of my house-yes, I didn't give him this before.

But as far as I can see now, I haven't been able to immediately accept that many people in my family come in and out out of my control, and it takes time to adapt.

I rinsed my bleeding fingers under cold water without looking up at him.

"Wash the dishes."

The phone was still on the table, Gojo Satoru noticed it when he walked over, and exclaimed in disbelief: "Now? At work?"

However, my hands are full of water, and I can't even pick up the phone and hang up now. I have already finished talking about work. In fact, it doesn't matter if the phone call ends like this. I just have to say goodbye to Mr. Kazama, after all The other party has always been polite and it is against my conscience for me to treat him hastily and disrespectfully.

I didn't expect Kazama to be aware of my choice first, and there were a few ripples in his originally calm tone, and he was actually a bit obviously disappointed.

"Well, I'm sorry... what I want to say here is over, so let's leave it at that for today, excuse me."

Before he hung up, Gojo Satoru quickly pressed the red hang up button for me.

I looked up and met his calm gaze.

Like the clear and bright moon in the sky, it is just a blue moon that exists in fantasy novels.

There is an inexplicable sense of oppression.

... Is he in a bad mood?

The hand that I wanted to grab the phone from him slowly lowered.

"What's the matter?" He raised my phone naturally, wiped the screen with his fingers and made a gesture of handing it to me for me to accept: "Is there anything else you haven't finished?"

I looked at him silently, and finally chose to wipe the water in my hand with the kitchen paper next to it, and took my mobile phone from him.

"It's nothing." I shook my head, "It's just some small things at work."

Gojo Satoru: "And people other than Yijizhi?"

"I met you today, from the police."

Gojo Satoru seemed to be very interested in this topic, he leaned in front of me and asked me, "What kind of person are you?"

"The person who met me...is a very interesting person."

"Where is it interesting? How is it interesting?"

"Mr. Kazama seems to be due to lack of sleep... So when I saw him, he was sleepy with his eyes open. When I greeted him, he was startled by me, and then he immediately pretended to be calm and put on a serious face." appearance."

Gojo Satoru made a muffled nasal sound and blinked his eyes: "Huh?"

"At first I thought it was the same type as Senior Yizhi, but..."

"but?"

I thought about my words. I originally wanted to say it was more interesting, but after thinking about it, isn't this just saying that Senior Yidizhi is boring?It's not very good to talk about my seniors like that, so I had no choice but to change my words to: "Be cuter... cuter than Senior Yidizhi?"

While talking, I kept sneaking glances at him from the corner of my eye.

Actually I know what I just said is... a bit subtle.

But I just wanted to try to praise others deliberately in front of him, and wondered if Gojo Satoru would give some other reaction.

Gojo Satoru tilted his head, and it was clearly a question, but he expressed the feeling of suppressing complaints:

"……cute?"