[Comprehensive] Judging people by their appearance

For the head of the room, Munakata Reishi, Fushimi's thoughts are more complicated.

Troublesome bosses, annoying people who don't work.

Always making speechless actions, to some extent, Fushimi, known as the most diligent r4, also has black lines sometimes.

But in fact, this is a very capable man.

Also a terrible man.

"What are you going to do?"

"The head of the office already knows, do I need to say anything else?"

Fushimi glanced away lazily. This kind of docile but careless gloomy attitude has almost become his personal style symbol during the six or seven years since Fushimi came to the youth team.

For subordinates with outstanding strength, under the premise of ability and principle, Munakata has always indulged their petty willfulness.

But occasionally there will be the idea of ​​wanting to teach the other party a lesson.

r4 is a place of order and rules, and he will not allow things that go beyond the rules to appear.

Especially when the other party is still his favorite subordinate.

"Candidates to adopt Chiba have been applying continuously in the past few months, but all of them have been rejected."

Munakata Reisi crossed his fingers, leaned forward slightly, his eyes were sharp and calm: "The person you admire is also very distressed at a young age, Fushimi."

Fushimi never felt that he could hide this man for a long time, but when such a straightforward secret was exposed, the moment of panic flashed by, and what Munakata said happened to be the biggest obstacle.

If Chiba wasn't so young...

"If Qianye was an adult, you would follow your will to raise a helpless girl who lost her parents.

A girl who has lost everything suddenly meets a good man who can help her for free, and she will definitely be grateful to Dade.

Such a nasty deception, do you think that if Qianye knew what your heart desires at this moment, she would still look at you with grateful eyes without any grievances? "

Fushimi's back was stiff, and his face was hidden in the shadows, making it hard to see clearly.

Because of Munakata's words, the devil in Fushimi's heart who had always been unscrupulous began to get impatient.

Unfamiliar emotions raced through his mind.

However, Fushimi had no intention of stopping it.

That's what he is, isn't he?

Only that kid would stubbornly think that he is a good person.

"I will adopt Chiba. The status of the eldest lady of the Munakata family will make Chiba's life smooth in the future. Fushimi, as Chiba's future brother, I will not allow you to meet Chiba in private before she becomes an adult."

Those adopters who were dismissed by Fushimi, no matter who adopted Chiba, could not stop Fushimi.

Only Fushimi Saruhiko's boss, Munakata Reisi.

When Qianye got the news that she was adopted, it was already the fifth day after that day.

Munakata Reishi handled things very efficiently, especially with so many officials trying to curry favor with Munakata. It was just a matter of household registration, and it was nothing more than a trivial matter.

But for Chiba, it was another major event in his life after the death of his parents.

He was stunned for a moment when he heard it, but the upcoming exam could not allow Chiba to continue thinking.

The doctors at the r4 Affiliated Hospital are very skilled in medicine, and most of Chiba's injuries have healed, but he has had several days of review time, and Chiba himself is a little uneasy about the exam.

This mood was maintained until the end of the exam, when Chiba, who was out of school, stood on the side of the road and became dazed.

She hadn't seen Uncle Fushimi for several days.

Is it because she didn't listen to Uncle Fushimi's words and ran around without permission, making him angry?

"Chiba!"

A few calls came from beside her ears, and Qianye looked over in doubt.

Makoto Ono held a bouquet of dewy lilies and a signed manga by Chiba's favorite manga artist, and looked at her with sparkling eyes.

Many students who passed by around noticed something and immediately exclaimed.

Masa Ono's fingers were trembling with excitement, trying to restrain this timid behavior, and shouted loudly: "Miyazawa-san! I like you! Please date me!"

Shouts of amazement from the surrounding students reached Makoto Ono's ears, making him even more courageous, and he stared expectantly at Chiba's answer.

However, Chiba was already stunned.

"Ono-kun, why are you..."

"I've liked Miyazawa-san for a long time, and I've always wanted to confess, but I didn't go all out, but I know that if I don't act, I will definitely regret it! I like you very much, I like Miyazawa-san very much!"

Makoto Ono stuffed the bouquet and comics into Chiba's hands, blushing: "Three days later, in the library we often go to, if Miyazawa-san is willing to give me a chance! I'll wait for you there! "

In fact, he was expecting to give him an answer right now, but he knew that Qianye didn't seem to have the urge to fall in love with him. It would be too despicable to force Qianye to give her an answer in front of everyone at this time.

Ono really humbly hoped that Qianye would notice a little bit of his goodness within three days, even if she was just curious and tried to associate with him.

"Student Miyazawa, I hope you can seriously think about it. I will use everything I can to please you, and make Miyazawa-san feel that it will be very happy to associate with me."

Qianye blushed suddenly, her eyes trembled in a daze, she subconsciously squeezed the manga book in her hand, but when she thought that it was the expression of Ono-kun's love, even the palms of her hands burned with anxiety.

Teenagers looking forward to pure love make people slightly drunk.

Qianye also felt shy and curious in her ignorance.

He nodded his head slightly, and was about to say something under Ono's bright eyes, but he stopped in his throat and smiled slightly: "I will seriously consider it, thank you, Ono-kun."

"Well... I will wait for your news!"

Ono, who was lost but still did not give up, insisted on sending Chiba home, and parted at the door of the apartment.

Chiba walked up the stairs, heard the footsteps of Makoto Ono leaving at the corner, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing at the lily in her hand, Chiba, who was confessed so passionately by a boy for the first time, didn't know how to deal with this thing.

It seems impolite to throw it away, but if you keep it, Chiba really wants to agree to Ono-kun's relationship?

But Qianye has not figured out what is love and what is liking.

What is the difference between liking a friend and liking a lover?

It would be too rash to agree to Ono-kun's request without clarifying this.

Back at the apartment, Chiba, who was full of thoughts, found that there was an extra person in the living room.

Reiji Munakata, who didn't wear the blue uniform he met for the first time, was only wearing a shirt and trousers was drinking tea in the living room of her home. The heat slightly fogged up his glasses and blurred the sharp eyes, making him seem intellectually gentle.

"Are you... Uncle Fushimi's boss?"

Munakata slowly put down his teacup, "Chiba only labels me Fushimi's boss? Isn't it impolite to call someone who is about to adopt you?"

Chiba's eyes widened, the bouquet of flowers and the comic book in her hand fell to the ground for a moment, and a slight sound caught Munakata's sight.

"A gift from someone else?"

"Ah, yes, yes."

Munakata smiled, but he was not friendly, "It seems that Chiba is very popular, but it is not the style of Munakata's eldest lady to be proud of it."

The other party is so strict.

Chiba immediately bowed at 90 degrees, her voice trembling: "I'm sorry! I will try my best to correct it!"

The setting sun shines on the slender figure through the clean window, the straight legs are gracefully curved, the twin ponytails by the ears sweep over the shoulders, and the pink earlobes can be vaguely seen.

The petite child tries to bow respectfully, unable to see only the smooth floor.

Was the person who adopted her originally Uncle Fushimi's boss?

The last time I met a man who was like a sword against Zhou Fangzun's red color.

Chiba clenched her hands nervously, not knowing how to get along with this person, hesitating for a few seconds, her undeveloped vocal cords were immature, and her voice was hesitant, like leaves on a treetop being blown by the wind, tantalizing.

"Brother."