Nana Ming is also under special attack today

What's the situation now?

The little monster was lying on the bedside table, with one hand and foot drooping in the air.

My hands gripped the edge of the quilt, and then immediately relaxed. The hospital was so quiet at night,? I could hear a very strong heartbeat.

mine?Mr. Nanami's?

When his breath hit my forehead,? I stiffened my neck into the pillow,? The back of my head was supported by Mr.,? His palms ran through my loose hair,? Hot on my head Down below, my thumb is still pressed against the side of my neck.

If you get any closer,? I really can't hold my breath.

"Miss Takishima." Mr. Nanami called me suddenly, "Why are you pretending to be asleep?"

I didn't react, so I raised my neck and retorted: "I didn't."

I was stunned.

The forehead was pressed against the warm, slightly dry lips of another person,? He probably didn’t expect that I would raise my head suddenly,? The lips that were about to speak moved slightly, sliding across the eyebrows, warm The touch made me tremble uncontrollably.

"sorry!!"

"Feel sorry."

I slammed the pillow back, and Mr. Nanami quickly straightened up,? He turned his face to the window revealing the moonlight, but his hands held my head firmly. It was quiet for a long time,? I saw Mr. Nanami's index finger and middle finger Close together, against the lower lip.

I didn't feel so hot at first,? Now I feel the temperature from the palm of the husband to the cheek, so I have nothing to say: "How did the husband know."

Mr. Nanami said: "I felt the pulse of Ms. Takishima."

"Who made Mr. Qihai come up suddenly." I grabbed my heart with my hand and took a breath, "I didn't want to scare Mr. Qihai, so I did this on purpose."

"I am,?" He still tilted his head and explained to me, "Miss Takishima has been sleeping unsteadily. I see that you only have a pillow on top of your head. I am afraid that you will have a stiff neck, so I want to help you put it down."

"It's just that, there is no other meaning at all." He looked at me, "Miss Takishima, don't take it to heart."

"I didn't expect to offend Ms. Takishima." He added quickly, probably because of my delay in answering.

"If Miss Takishima wishes, I'll forget about it too," he closed his eyes, "about doing such annoying things."

Of course I will not disbelieve Mr. Nanami's words. He said he wants to take care of me and doesn't want to disturb me, so it's normal for him to help me arrange my pillow quietly.

just.

The husband actually emphasized it several times, and said that this is an annoying thing.

I touched the place where my forehead was touched, and pulled the pillow to rest on it.

I wouldn't have taken it to heart at first—even though my chest was tight and my head was hot and my heart was beating fast because of my husband's fright.

But before Mr. emphasized it, I never thought that Mr. would say so many words because of this accident. After all, we are already friends who have a good relationship and can tease each other. Many people abroad will post like this to express friendship. It's a meeting ceremony.

Besides, this kind of accident happens quite often in shoujo manga. According to the plot, it is normal to forget about it after sleeping, and then reconcile as before.

... If I can't forget it in one sleep, I can definitely forget it after sleeping for several years!

But Mr. Qihai seemed to be very concerned about it, and seemed to care about it!It is also described as annoying, but it makes me feel at a loss.

Ming, Mr. Mingming didn't suffer, and I didn't have any troubles... Or, the person who was troubled and wanted me to forget was actually Mr. Nanami, and he reminded me in another way.

Frustrated by the thought, I put my feet flat, curled my toes together, and whispered to Mr., "I don't."

"Ok?"

"I said, I didn't... so I'm not happy."

But my husband is anxious to clarify, so naturally I can't be the first to give in.

So I yawned on purpose and snorted angrily: "But if sir wishes, I'll forget about it as soon as I sleep, and I'm so sorry for annoying you!"

Mr.'s fingers were still on the back of my head, he supported his body at a distance from me, passed his fingertips through my loose hair, and rubbed it gently like a kitten, I couldn't help squinting eyes, and then reacted instantly, looking at the prankster with a sullen mouth.

"I've always thought that Ms. Takishima is an easy-to-understand person." Mr. Nanami didn't respond to my surprise. He spoke with confusion and seemed to be amused. "But sometimes I dare not draw conclusions."

"It must be that Mr. thinks too much, and smart people think a lot." I looked at Mr.'s face through the moonlight, "But Mr. is smart, and there are many benefits to being smart."

"At least I feel good." I added with a slightly embarrassed smile.

Suddenly a black shadow appeared in front of my eyes, and I blinked a little, only to realize that it was Mr. who was kneeling on the side of the bed, and put the hand that was supporting the body in front of my eyes, and then covered me with a slightly cool palm. s eyes.

I stretched out my hand to scratch his fingers: "Why are you blocking me, sir?"

"I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood today, so I've been saying some strange things. As expected, Miss Takishima should forget about it."

Actually, I don't really know which words are strange... Well, in order to calm Mr. Nanami's strange mood, I will try my best to forget.

I nodded and continued to grab Mr.'s hand.The state of not being able to see anything made me flustered, especially since I couldn't understand Nanami-san's expression.

However, Mr. Qihai stubbornly blocked my eyes, as if he was afraid of being seen by me: "Miss Takishima is obedient, please don't move."

"Just a moment, please," he repeated, "just a little while."

I obediently stopped moving.

In other words, the nerves were suddenly paralyzed by the sir's voice, so I had no choice but to put my fingers softly on the master's hand, pretending to be nonchalant, and warming his cold back with the palm of my hand.

"Is it because I met Mr. Gojo?" I asked softly.

"Well," Mr. Nanami replied vaguely, "There are many things, so there is something wrong, please forgive me, Ms. Takishima."

"Could it be that the project invested by Mr. Gojo has something to do with Mr. Nanami?" I guessed.

"If it's such a simple matter," Mr. Nanami smiled not very happily, "it would be great."

"So it's another secret that I shared with Mr. Gojo but couldn't share with me." I was forced to recognize my friend's classification again, and sighed in disappointment, "Well, I will try my best not to ask again."

My husband also has too many secrets, if each of them makes him so tired, why does he still insist on holding on to it alone.

so lonely.

"Telling Miss Takishima won't help."

Mr. Nanami's voice was obscure.

I open my eyes.

It's useless to say, no matter how you say it, it's a bit sad. Although I don't hate Mr. Qihai for touching my hair and eyes, the sad Ah Yue is now refusing.

I forcefully pushed my husband's hand away, rolled on the spot to the side of the pillow that was farther away from him, and said to him, "Don't move."

The husband's hand was frozen in the air, which made people feel uncontrollably sad. I endured it, and refrained from wrapping his hand in the quilt to warm it up.

——I really can't help Mr. Nanami, after all, my math is so bad that it explodes, but telling your troubles to close people can't be measured by "whether it is useful or not", sir, really don't understand?

I looked at half of his body illuminated by the moonlight, and the other side was hidden in the dark shadow of the hospital, and suddenly felt the emotion of Mr.

Mr. who hides many things.

Confused sir who said to me please understand my speech.

Whenever he appeared in front of me, Nanami-san would make me feel like I had a problem with my respiratory system and my heart was stuffy.

Mr. Nanami's frowning expression when facing Mr. Gojo came to my mind again, and I realized that this was the first time I saw him completely detached from his daily anxiety.

And I don't know anything.

So now it seems true that saying nothing "doesn't help".

This kind of thinking made me feel terrible, worse than Mr. Cai's eagerness to make me forget about the accident, so bad that I even wanted to disappear in front of Mr. Cai immediately.

But if even I disappear, who will accompany Mr.

Mr. has already shown his uneasiness in front of me, but I didn't notice it early. He wants to get close to familiar people, maybe he is seeking comfort from me...?

Mr. Nanami, are you upset?Are you afraid?why?Because of the high school of spells?

I immediately made up my mind to go to Mr. Gojo earlier, but before that——

"Mr. Qihai." I called him slowly, "Can you please lower your head?"

The utterance of this sentence made me feel familiar, as if I had already said it before, and the expression on the gentleman's face when he lowered his body made me feel this sense of déjà vu.

I stretched out my hands to him, patted his shoulder lightly, and slowly stroked Mr. Nanami's back little by little, like soothing a crying little boy.

"It's okay, it's okay." I said to him warmly, "I know."

"Sir, you don't need to say anything," I tried to smile at him, "I'm very good, and I will, and I will work hard in the future."

"So sir, don't worry about me, I will always make a wish to my husband."

I wish that Mr. Xu will have a safe and smooth life, earn about the same amount of money, and then go to a very beautiful place to see the scenery-I don’t know if Mr. Wang will like this wish.

"So, if I say the future is going to be good, can sir believe me?"

Mr. Nanami's eyes suddenly enlarged, and his breathing was chaotic. I heard him suppress his intermittent breathing, his chest heaved twice, and he calmed down again.

He looked at me without blinking, and folded his arms around my sides.

——It was like hugging me face to face.

"Okay." He said in a low voice.

I was also satisfied, and responded to him with the same words: "Mr. Qihai is obedient."

I straightened my arms and touched the wound, which brought tears to the corners of my eyes, but I focused all my attention on Mr. Nanami, stroking his back was like comforting a beast that was so docile because of the injury—a beast that might be faintly showing me Fragile beast—and stroked his golden hair.

really.My mind wandered.In fact, Mr. Qihai is the same as Chi. Although he is too tall and not suitable for rubbing into his arms, in fact, everyone wants to be comforted by others when they are unhappy.

In the silence, I finally got used to the darkness and saw Mr. Nanami's dark circles clearly, and spoke again.

"Did you just turn off the light and look at your phone in the dark?"

Mr. Qihai's voice was astringent and hoarse, and the magnetic voice surrounded me, dissipating in the quiet air, making my ears burn: "Well, I have to deal with a little work."

I also imitated my husband's usual way and sighed: "Mr. is a kid who needs others to watch him to cherish his body. It's really hard to relax all the time."

Without waiting for him to speak, I skipped a moment: "This sentence should be echoed to the gentleman."

A trace of laughter escaped from his lips: "Okay, I heard it."

I was afraid that his arm would be sore from the plank support, which would affect tomorrow's work, so I pushed his arm: "Okay, now sir has to go back to sleep."

"it is good."

Mr. Nanami held my side face again, gently making me feel sleepy. He gently wiped away the moisture from the corners of my eyes with his fingers, then got up and sat back on the chair: "Then I will wait for Miss Takino to sleep. Go ahead and leave."

"I'll feel guilty like that." I insisted, "It's okay for Mr. Qihai to leave first, I fell asleep super fast."

"Since I can fall asleep super fast, it won't matter if I stay a little longer."

I heard my husband's affirmative tone, thought for a while, and immediately got back into bed and lay down: "That's right, then I'll try to fall asleep in a few seconds!"

"Is Ms. Takishima a robot, and can also control the sleep time?"

"Humans are stronger than robots," I turned to look at Mr. Nanami, "Robots are also created by humans, so I can control even those who are stronger than robots."

Mr. Qihai still wanted to talk, so I said quickly: "Don't disturb me! I want to concentrate on going to bed quickly, and then my husband can go home early."

"Okay." I don't know how many times Mr. Nanami answered the same word. He sat on the chair with his back straight and looked at me with his arms folded. "I'll wait for Miss Takishima."

Wait for me to sleep.

I pulled up the quilt, chuckled at this very warm words, and then said to Mr. Qihai: "Good night."

"Good night." It wasn't until my consciousness became blurred that two words came slowly to my ears, followed by a sentence.

"I hope that Miss Takishima will wake up tomorrow and forget all the inappropriate words I said today."

Mr. Nanami is really.I sigh in my dream.

I've said it all, I can't tell which ones are strange and which ones aren't. If this is the case, don't I want me to forget everything about today.

I don't want it, it's rare to see the lovely Mr. Nanami who needs my comfort, but in order to protect Mr. Nanami's mood, I pretended to forget it.

-

I was woken up by a ringing bell.

He went to get the phone in a daze, glanced around in a daze but didn't see Mr. Qihai's figure, and said in a daze: "Mr. Qihai, good day."

"Sister Ayue, are you sleepwalking? Who is Mr. Qihai?" A somewhat familiar voice came from the opposite side, and the wind whistled around him.

"Ah." I uttered a short voice, sat on the bed for a while with straight eyes, and was finally brought back to my senses by him, "Zhongya, good day."

"..."

Zhong Yuanzhong on the other end of the phone was also silent for a while: "I'm going to the hospital address you sent me soon, have you eaten yet?"

Thinking about it this way, it seems that I didn't even eat dinner.

"No."

Zhong Ye sighed: "If you want to eat, I'll bring it for you."

"Porridge," I rubbed my stomach, "I want salty porridge, so you just came back from a business trip?"

"I've finished work and returned to Yokohama early this morning, and I'll go to the company after watching you."

"It's not a serious injury, so don't delay your work."

"Sister Ah Yue, you always lie about the situation, don't worry, I've handed it over to my subordinates." Zhong also said in a tone that saw through you.

"Where is it, there is really nothing to worry about, but every time I hear it, I think it's cool to call other people in the company subordinates."

"...That's not the point, anyway, I'm going to buy food first, wait for me!"

He seemed to be in good spirits, I hung up the phone with a smile, leaned against the bedside and started scrolling on my phone, seeing several unread messages from Zhongye, I skipped it guiltily.

I am resting after all!It's normal not to see the news!

The following is the message from Mr. Qihai a few minutes ago, asking me if I need help ordering breakfast.

[Full Moon]: Did you rest well last night?

[Full Moon]: It's okay!My friend came to see me, and he said he would bring food for me.

[Mr. Nanami]: Has he gone now?

[Full Moon]: Mmmm.

[Mr. Nanami]: Okay, eat well.

Mr. Qihai showed that he was typing for a long time, but in the end he didn't send anything, and ended the conversation very normally.

I looked at the chat history, and guessed for a long time that Mr. Qihai wanted to say something but couldn't see the tricks, and then pulled out Chiyo's chat box boredly, and sent the location to him.

The chat record is still on the second day after I had dinner with Mr. Nanami last time. When Chiyo asked me if my skirt was praised, I replied no.

Although Nanami-san didn't say it explicitly, at least he would think it cute in his heart.

...But I do have a little bit, I want to hear him praise me.

Just a little bit.

Chiyo on the other end has already replied in a hurry.

[Chiyo]: What's wrong, Sister Ayue? !

[Full Moon]: I accidentally fell and was hospitalized.

[Chiyo]:! !

[Chiyo]: Do I need to do anything!Do you want to rush over immediately!Where? ?

I was moved and sent another emoji of a white bear crying.

[Full Moon]: Another friend of mine is coming in the morning. If you are free after school, come and chat with me. Hospitalization is more boring than I imagined.

There are no desserts, no friends, and no Mr. Nanami.

[Chiyo]: Good!

[Full Moon]: White Bear Kiss.jpg, we can also discuss travel.

[Chiyo]:!good! !

Until I was so bored that I was about to go play with Yukimura-kun, Chuya arrived.I haven't seen him for half a year. I saw him wearing a handsome black suit and black hat, smiling and praising him: "Zhongye, he's handsome again."

He pressed down on the brim of his hat, still in a helpless tone: "Sister Ah Yue, can you change your opening remarks?"

I thought about it.

Thinking about it this way, Yu Zhong also realized that now, only the length of his hair and the maturity of his face have changed significantly—of course, he has also changed from a bad boy leader to a company executive.

And Chuya Nakahara, who is still the leader of the bad boys, was the first friend I made when I first came to Yokohama.

At that time, the abbot grandfather who adopted me passed away, and I had just left the temple where I lived, and came to the metropolis on the advice of the little monsters.

The power of the little monsters is not as strong as it is now, and it is not enough to set up sufficient obstacles to stop troublemakers, so the shop just rented has not yet attracted customers, but was "occupied" by a few children unreasonably.

I only heard later that it was a youth organization called "Sheep" in Leibo Street.

Just as I was worryingly facing the messy storefront and seriously thinking about which city to go to after the lease of the store expired, a boy with auburn hair and bright blue eyes pushed open my door.

Standing in front of me, he stumbled and said a few words, and I finally understood that he was apologizing for the organization he led.

His name is Nakahara Chuya.

It is obviously an organization suspected of bad boys, but the king of the boys tried to bow his head to the invaded. I pushed the money back, then boldly touched his head, and got his surprised and indignant answer: "Hey, you Why! A scholar can be killed but not humiliated..."

"If the previous children knew about the mistake, let them apologize themselves." I smiled and rubbed boldly, retracted my hand with an innocent expression, and he glared at me, his face full of "this time I will give you face" expression.

"But Mr. Zhongyuan doesn't need to apologize for other people's mistakes. If Mr. Zhongyuan, who has a kind heart for others, suffers innocently for others, I will feel uneasy in my conscience."

"No, I am the king of the 'sheep', and of course I am responsible for their actions."

"That's what a mature adult should do, not Mr. Zhongyuan, who is also a child."

"But Mr. Zhongyuan is really powerful, he is the king." Seeing his confused eyes, I changed the subject, "How old are you?"

"13 years old." He muttered, "In theory, it should be that old."

He has a clear light in my eyes, completely different from the children who have been here before.

"Then I'm older than you." I smiled and brought the freshly baked breakfast bread, "Have some lunch, it's just about dinner time."

"You have a little self-consciousness after being ransacked by my people, okay?" The corner of his mouth twitched, and I looked cute, so I directly picked one up and stuffed it into his hand, watching him being scalded in a hurry, and then used The dark red light was fixed in the air, and I asked curiously: "Wow, Mr. Zhongyuan, what is this!"

"Supernatural ability... By the way, I didn't come to tell you this!"

"Does it really exist! This superhuman ability!" I looked at him with great admiration, "No wonder I can become a king."

"'Wang' is not such a beautiful thing." He gave me a weak look, and took a bite of the bread viciously, "I tell you, I will restrain them from messing around, but don't push yourself too hard, or I will kill you." Crush you with gravity."

"The king is not a person who follows others to clean up the mess every day, right? Being a king like that is tiring." I also opened a butter bread, "At least you need to have a sense of accomplishment or honor, or you can get praise and support from others That’s right, does Mr. Zhongyuan have any?”

"Even if I tell you, I won't understand." He rolled his eyes, put his hands together in a proper manner, and said something after dinner, "Thank you for the hospitality."

"Pfft, Mr. Zhongyuan is very polite."

"Whispering, it's just a habit."

"You take the money, then this is the end of the matter, I'll..." Zhong Yuanzhong also threw the wallet out of my reach with a dark red light, and put his hands in his pockets to leave.

I stopped him: "Mr. Zhongyuan, please stop, the matter is not over yet."

"What else do you want?" He looked vigilant, narrowing his eyes the same color as the sky.

"I think that some mistakes made by children cannot be tolerated casually. Even if they are tolerated, it is not the Lord Zhongyuan who looks younger than them to act as their protector. You are also the age to be protected." I vertically He raised his finger and laughed, "But since Mr. Zhongyuan is here, it's rare for me to drive the powerful Lord Yang Wang."

"The store is in a mess, so I want to ask Mr. Zhongyuan to clean it for me. Not only will it be more convenient, but I will even pay Mr. Zhongyuan back." I winked at him, "I will be together too."

"...Really?" He showed a moved expression.

"Of course." I picked up the computer and clicked, and finally pressed a number that seemed to be much more than the money in my wallet, and showed it to him, "The salary is so much, but I don't have enough money now. If Zhongyuan If you don't mind, I can offset it by providing breakfast bread and afternoon tea every day."

"It's delicious, the bread I made."

As a result, Zhongya cleaned up the store very quickly with his ability, and got a very high praise from me, "Your ability is very suitable for cleaning", and left holding the egg tart I stuffed for him.

From then on, he became the first regular customer in my store, and later I was more confident to ask him to eat with him on the grounds of good relationship.

...Of course, apart from the fact that it is very hard for Chuya to run around for people who can only make trouble every day, he is indeed a very good boy, and he naturally became the first friend of me who is lonely here.

Leaving aside the unruliness on the first side, almost all the advantages can be applied to him. One day, when I took out a trial cake to tempt him to call him sister, and he turned his head and moaned and called sister A Yue, I suddenly realized that The people who adopted me worked tirelessly with candy to lure me into calling me “Grandpa” repeatedly.

"Woooo, Zhongye."

He was vigilant like an orange cat: "What else are you doing?"

"So cute."

"Hey, long-winded!"

Two years after we met, he suddenly disappeared from Leibo Street and sent me a text message telling me that he had left Yangyang to work for another port company. He also said that he had recently learned about investment and suggested that I open a store in Tokyo.

I had this idea a long time ago, and I had a good job in my mind. I immediately found a good shop with a group of monsters, and settled in the current dessert shop.

And now.

"But Chuya is really getting more and more handsome." I gave him a thumbs up to hide the fact that I couldn't find other changes for a while.

Looking at Chuya, who was carrying milk, fruit and porridge in the morning, with an embarrassing face, I waved to him: "It's hard work on a business trip, come here and sit down, if you want to eat or drink, just take it and eat it." .”

"Sister Ayue, you're making it look like I'm sick." Zhong also put down the things in his hand, "Where is the injury? By the way, next time something like this happens, just call me directly, in case something really happens. what to do?"

"I have the talent that was praised by the magician, although I didn't know that there was such a thing at all!" I finished boasting, and told him all the things about me saving the child and being rescued by Mr. Wujo.

"Conjurer?" Zhong also frowned, "The evil spirit you encountered couldn't be a curse spirit, could it?"

"Hey, do you know?" I exclaimed, "As expected of a big company, they even know about this, and the sources of information are really extensive."

"Hey, it's inevitable that customers will encounter this type."

Chuya sat on the chair boldly, and taught me: "But don't be so reckless in the future, and put your own safety first, understand, if that Wujo Satoru doesn't come in time, don't you and that child just... "

"Chuya, why do you love to criticize people like Mr. Nanami." I sighed, "At least compared to Chuya, I am the older one."

"So who is Mr. Nanami?" Chuya asked, frowning.

"He's a super nice customer in the dessert shop, and he's also a great financial worker. Besides, he's also very gentle and caring, and..." I was halfway through talking enthusiastically, and suddenly got stuck.

I told Mr. Qihai yesterday that I should forget what happened yesterday, and I immediately praised him to others today, isn't it a bit bad.

I thought of Nanami-san gently holding my cheek, and how he straightened up and said, "Forget about this troublesome thing", whispered "Forget it, let's not talk about it", and shut his mouth all at once.

then.

"Woo, I bit my tongue."

Zhong also quickly took out a box of milk, squeezed the box and stuffed the straw into my mouth: "Drink slowly."

I took a couple of sips, took the milk carton with my mouth on the straw, and said to him vaguely: "It's grown up to be a reliable adult who can take care of others, Zhongya is awesome."

"No matter how you look at it, Sister Ayue looks like a child now." Chuya complained, "Is Mr. Qihai really a trustworthy person?"

"I can see it." I blinked my eyes, "I can see that Mr. Qihai is a very good person, and his character has a very beautiful color."

"Even if you can see it, you can't trust it blindly." He reached out to poke my forehead, and I immediately covered it, "You can't touch here, it's too weird."

Chuya's face was full of question marks. I used to like to tell him everything, but now I couldn't say a word for a long time, so I could only sigh and say maturely: "Chuya, you don't understand."

"The human mood is such an elusive thing."

"Ha... well, I'll check when I get back, ahem, ahem, I mean I want to see him." Zhong also lifted up a few fruits, divided them into several pieces with his ability and threw them into the bowl, holding them with his hands in the air. Controlled the toothpick and poked it to my mouth, "Seeing that you are recovering well, eat more."

"I want to drink porridge." I took a bite, and spread my hands in front of him, "Please pass me the porridge, Mr. Chuya, I forgot to eat last night."

"As a patient, can you forget to eat...? By the way, the restaurant I found is relatively ordinary. I don't know if it suits your taste."

"It doesn't matter, I will finish eating what Zhongye brings!" I answered with a smile, stretched out my hand to stroke two handfuls of hair, Zhongye took it, and then avoided it disgustingly: "According to the president is not tall of."

"Then I will make a wish to help you grow taller." I said, "I make this wish earnestly every day."

The corners of Chuya's mouth drooped: "Don't you think this will make me sadder?"

"Eh? Will it?" I asked confusedly, "My wish can really come true, but the degree of fulfillment is not the same."

Zhong Ye slapped me lightly on the forehead: "Sure enough, Sister Ah Yue is an idiot."

"Sir, please let me go." During the conversation, the nurse's voice suddenly came from outside the concealed door, and Zhong and I looked over symbolically. A series of footsteps hurried past the door, and then there was the sound of leather shoes going away slowly. , Chuya turned his head boredly, the two of us ate a piece of fruit each, "Tell me about Mr. Nanami?"

"Chuya is very enthusiastic this time."

"This is your first peer with whom you have a good relationship." Zhongya swallowed a piece of pear with a click, "Before, they were all little ghosts in junior high school, and there was no danger."

"How can you use the word dangerous..." I noticed that the phone screen was flickering, and it was another message from Mr. Qihai that popped up, so I clicked on the message immediately.

[Mr. Nanami]: Ms. Takishima, I'm sorry, I seem to have lost the contact card for you.

[Mr. Qihai]: When is the best time to find you?

I looked around on the bedside table, and sure enough, I found a few business cards pressed under the plastic bag, and I replied immediately.

[Full Moon]: Mr. Qihai can come anytime!

[Mr. Nanami]: Does Miss Takino have any guests?

I looked at Chuya, who was also holding his mobile phone and sending messages quickly, and typed: "There is a friend here, but it's okay."

Thinking of Chuya's words, I typed again: "Just now when we were chatting, he said he wanted to meet you."

In fact, I also started to want to meet Nanami-san.

I was embarrassed to post such words like a child throwing a tantrum. After choosing among the pictures for a long time, I finally sent a picture of a white bear waving its arms.

In this way, Mr. Nanami will know how I want him to come?

[Mr. Nanami]: It’s not that important. It’s good that Ms. Takishima can be taken care of. After your friend leaves, I’ll go later.

It doesn't look like he understands.I hang my head.Or, Mr. Nanami doesn't want to meet my friend?

...No way, Zhong is also a very cute person, he and Mr. Nanami should definitely not get along.

But just in case, I calculated the time when Chiyo got out of school, and I felt that Mr. Nanami would not be there, so I replied to him: "Okay."

"That Mr. Nanami?" After I finished replying the message and looked up, Chuya raised his eyebrows and looked at me with strange eyes. I was a little uncomfortable being looked at by him. I put away my phone and deliberately avoided his gaze to get the fruit: " What's the matter."

"It seems that the relationship is very good," Zhong also twirled around the ends of his ochre-colored hair, "It's nothing, is he coming too?"

"He'll be here in the afternoon." I don't know why, but I also became nervous about the meeting between Chuya and Mr. Nanami, "But don't you have to go back and report on your work?"

"Tsk, how many days are you staying in the hospital?"

"I guess it will take three days." I calculated, "It's a bit troublesome for the dessert shop to be unattended, so I should hire a clerk after that."

"I still have to go to another city." Zhongya rubbed his hair, looking very embarrassed, "I will try my best to pick you up when you are discharged from the hospital."

"No, I can do it myself."

"What if it's inconvenient? Can Mr. Nanami come pick you up?" Chuya tossed the apple up and down, half smiling.

I puffed up my face and stared at him: "Chuya...are you kidding me?"

"It's good to think that Sister Ah Yue is an idiot at this time." Zhongya picked up his long coat and stood up, mocking me unceremoniously, "Anyway, I'm only sensitive in strange places."

"I'm a sister!"

"Yes, Idiot Sister Ayue." He put on his coat, "I have to go, the boss suddenly asked me to go to the company."

"Okay, let's hurry up and get busy." I didn't want to waste his time, so I spread my hands generously, "The title of boss is indeed very handsome."

Nakaya, who was leaving, waved his back to me.

I lay on the bed and drank porridge, picked up my mobile phone and continued to harass Chiyo, and got her enthusiastic reply: "Sister Ah Yue wants to chat with me anytime! Please rest in a happy mood~"

Chiyo is indeed a lovely girl.

I clicked the keyboard incessantly, ate a piece of fruit from time to time, and talked to the sister nurse who came to make rounds. She pinched my face and rubbed it for a long time, asked me for a stick figure, and left looking very happy .

I lay on the bed with bulging cheeks that were pinched sorely, not wanting to talk until the afterglow of the setting sun covered the window edge, and Sakura Chiyo, who was long behind the calculation, came in my expectant eyes.

I opened my arms to her: "Chiyo—"

The girl with orange hair and purple eyes and ponytails rushed over energetically, and the two of us hugged each other and rubbed: "Sister Ayue, is it still hurting now?"

Before I could answer, the tall Umetaro Nozaki walked in again: "Senior Ah Yue, excuse me, are you feeling better now?"

Nozaki and I met when we were serializing shoujo manga in the same monthly magazine. After I gave up drawing manga and concentrated on running the dessert shop, I often kept in touch with him and Chiyo and others as assistants.

"Long time no see. I accidentally stepped on the air and fell downstairs. It's nothing serious." I waved my hand at him and pushed the fruit in front of them. "Anyway, let's sit down and eat something."

It's just that Nozaki, who sits down, commits a crime very quickly