"Five to nine" ignores

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The hand around her waist was like a scorching iron being cast, with a heat that frightened her.

It's actually not comfortable to be hugged by others so motionless, and it will make Masako Maori feel an uncomfortable sense of restraint.

But she just held her breath as best she could, slowed down her breathing, and tried to relax herself.

"It's like a dream." Renji Hachiya kissed Masako Mori's face one last time, and put her arms around Masako's waist to make her stand up again with strength.

"What dream?" Masako Moriya turned her face sideways and asked subconsciously.

Her younger boyfriend still hugged her, but with a smile on his face, he moved his head to her side, and his warm breath fell on the side of her neck, causing her to shrink her neck subconsciously.

"Sweet dreams."

Eighth dirt

It was already 10:30 in the morning when I was about to leave.

Fortunately, the hotel is not very far from ELA, and it only takes more than half an hour to walk.

So Maori Masako decided to walk over with Renji Hachiya.

The weather at the end of May is not cold, but it is not too hot, and the comfort is just right.

Masako Mori held Renji Hachiya's hand, and the two of them were as sweet as every couple in love.

Passing by a handmade cake shop on the way, Masako Mori glanced at the sign and walked in.

Renji Hachiya, who was just discarded by his girlfriend, felt the residual heat in his hands, touched the tip of his nose with a wry smile, and walked in behind.

The cake shop is not big, but it is decorated with great care.

"Welcome." There was a girl who looked like a high school student standing in front of the cash register, with a young and energetic face with a charming smile, "What do you need... Huh Hachiya-kun?"

Masako Mori, who was observing all kinds of cakes on the counter, raised her head when she heard the girl's surprised voice.

"Izumo-san." Renji Hachiya greeted the other party without changing his expression, and then walked to Masako Mori, "Have you chosen?"

He lowered his head slightly, and leaned close to Masako Maori's ear, as if whispering.

Masako Moriya glanced at him and shook her head.

"Could this be Hachiya-kun's girlfriend." The girl's startled voice sounded again, and before Masako Mori could react, the little girl gave up her cash register and trotted in front of her.

Masako Mori didn't know why, she looked at the girl in front of her without saying a word.

"Hi sister, my name is Izumo Orika, and I'm Hachiya-kun's junior." Izumo Orika looked very excited, "My sister looks so beautiful, it's really worthless to ration Hachiya-kun..."

"Orika, don't be rude to your guests."

Izumo Orika hadn't finished her compliments when she was interrupted by a girl who came out of the kitchen in the house.

It was a girl with a slender figure and exquisite facial features. Her eyebrows and eyes were seven points similar to Izumo Zhika's, but her skin was extremely fair, and her lips were ruddy as if she had just been kissed. It makes people feel tight.

"Sister Truth qaq" Izumo Orika, who was caught by her sister, yelled aggrievedly.

Masako Mori found it interesting to look at the pair of sisters. She is the only child, and she is the only girl in the family for some reason.

Growing up among dirty boys, she has a special affection for fair and clean girls, and has always wanted a younger sister.

Seeing that the pair of sisters have such a good relationship now, I feel a little envious.

Thinking this way in my heart, it is inevitable that there will be a little emotion on my face.

Renji Hachiya, who had been paying attention to her, saw it and was about to say something when the wind chime at the door rang again.

"I'm sorry I'm late again. It's because the studio has received another task, so I was delayed a little longer." The boy who came in was tall and handsome, but his eyes were very clear, and he looked very innocent.

"Denen Junpei, do you dare to be late!" Izumo Zhika almost jumped up when she saw the boy coming in.

"Junpei." Renji Hachiya took the initiative to greet the boy who came in, and then put his arms around Masako Mori flauntingly, introducing with a childish complacency, "This is my girlfriend, Masako."

Then he lowered his head and whispered to Masako Mori, "That's my alumni Junpei Denen, who met me in a club."

Masako Mori nodded, and showed a comforting smile to the shy Junpei Tian Yuan, "Hi, I'm Masako Mori."

"Ah, hello." Tian Yuan Junpei touched the back of his head, "Renji is so lucky, Miss Masako looks very gentle."

"Thank you for the compliment." Masako Mori was not humble, and accepted the other party's compliment calmly.

Then I saw the other party's embarrassed look, as if feeling cold but couldn't find anything to talk about.

In the end, Izumo Zhika made a solution.

"What are you doing in a daze, I didn't see that my sister has entered the kitchen, why don't you hurry up and follow in, will you chase the girl, go in quickly, say something nice to coax her." Izumo Zhixiang looked resentful whispered urging.

Seeing this, Masako Mori lowered her head to look at the samples displayed in the glass window, and then chose an eight-inch fruit ice cream cake.

"Welcome Sister Masako to come next time." Izumo Orika said lightly while packing the cake, "Actually, we always thought Hachiya-kun had a girlfriend who was lying, but I didn't expect the girlfriend to be so beautiful, no wonder So hidden and hidden from us."

"Zorika is also very beautiful." Masako Mori smiled calmly, and was about to reach out to take the cake, but she took it with the other hand one step ahead of her.

Masako Moriya blinked, and Orika Izumo held her face in the next second and shouted again, "Hachiya-kun is so considerate."

Masako Mori thought for a while, but turned her head to show her boyfriend a complimenting smile.

Well, it's very considerate.

After delaying for a while, it was already past eleven o'clock when we arrived at ELA.

Although she has been away for two years, Masako Mori still remembers the working hours of ELA.

Because most of the students come to class after five o'clock, except for the period from five o'clock to 08:30 every day because the class will be busy, the rest of the time can be fished.

Mr. Qing Gong was transferred back to the headquarters two years ago, but the others did not leave. Instead, a few new teachers and front desks came in.

"Sister Masako!" Natori Fuyuka waved to her from afar, with an unconcealable excitement on her face.

Satoshi Mishima stood behind her, wearing a rare casual dress.

Masako Mori doesn't have much feeling for other people's hearts. Masako Mori's original memory is like a dream to her. Even now she still has a sense of drifting, and she has no sense of belonging to this place.

Even if Masako Mori has a good relationship with this group of friends, to her, they are just colleagues who have been together for a month.

Moreover, she has been away for two years, and she has not contacted anyone. The only one, Donghua, was only fully familiar with it half a year ago.

So standing here now, Masako Maori was a little embarrassed.

After all, no matter how good a friend is, they can't stand the alienation of time.

But Junzi and the others obviously didn't think so.

Sha Yeko first put down her work and came over to stir up the atmosphere, "I said a few years ago that I wouldn't be with Hachiya-kun, hum~" She raised her eyebrows provocatively, and her ending voice rose playfully, "Now I'm slapping myself in the face Alright."

Maori Masako felt relieved when she heard this, and answered the words with a smile, "What Queen Sacoko said is that my face hurts so much now."

"Sister Yako~" Natori Fuyuka came in unwilling to be lonely, "Speaking of which, sister Masako doesn't know yet, sister Yako left the order yesterday."

"What are you talking about, little girl?" Sha Yeko's brows immediately stood up, so she put on an angry look, "You and Mr. Mishima's wedding date is so close, so you have the nerve to tease me."

"It can't compare to Teacher Runzi, the child has already been born."

"Hey, wait, why is the topic brought up on me again!"

"There is also Teacher Baihui, who has been newly married for three months."

"Donghua, you... this kind of topic also..."

"Mr. Baie, don't be shy~"

Ninth dirt

When I was having dinner with Donghua and the others, I happened to see Madam Maori, Masako Maori's first reaction was to turn around and leave.

Unexpectedly, the sharp-eyed Mrs. Maori also saw this unfilial girl at a glance, and stopped her with a flat tone, "Stop." Masako Mori paused, closed her eyes, sighed, and then turned and walked to Mrs. Maori's room. around.

"Mom." She called out the title in a low voice, hanging her head and looking very unreasonable.

"Why didn't you tell me when you returned to Japan, do you still have my mother in your eyes?" Mrs. Maori glanced at her lightly, and then quickly looked away.

Masako Mori blinked, and answered Mrs. Mori's question honestly, "I just came back to attend my friend's wedding, and I will go back once the wedding is over."

She paused, but added, "I don't think it's necessary to tell you."

"Go back? Don't forget, this is your home." Mrs. Mao Li sneered, her voice fluctuating because of a bad mood, "I should have known that you should not have been allowed to live alone. See if you are now What kind of appearance did your group of friends bring, how could they be obedient and obedient before."

"My problem with you, please don't bring it to my friends casually. Even if there is a problem, it is only my problem." Maori Masako has a bad temper. After being taught such a lesson by Mrs. The anger couldn't help but burst out, and the tone couldn't help but aggravated a lot.