One arm caught me, and then the other man grabbed me by the waist and hugged me head-on in his arms, and the next second, he wrapped me in his open trench coat.

"Did it hurt anywhere?"

It was the voice of Yuichi Fujisawa.

There will be no one else but him.

I shook my head and hugged him, letting his breath envelop me.

"So are we absent from work today?"

"Okay." I said, "I'll borrow my clothes, and we'll just go out like this, okay?" ”

"Can you still walk like this?"

"Look at yours."

He chuckled softly and kissed my hair: "Okay, listen to you." ”

Yuichi Fujisawa led me and walked very slowly. I looked down, and in the small space, I could only see him and my shoes, and the wood grain on the floor that I was occasionally walking on.

When I got to the door of the studio, I said, "If there is no one, lend me your clothes to put them on." ”

I stepped back, and Yuichi Fujisawa took off his trench coat and draped it over me, carefully buttoning me one by one, and finally, his hand rested on his chest.

"I'll do the rest myself." I turned around and fastened the buckle neatly.

Walking out of the studio, there is a downward slope of Nagasaka, and we walk slowly side by side.

"I'm causing you trouble." I muffled.

He touched my head: "Nothing." ”

"How should today's matter be resolved?"

"How do you want to solve it?"

I thought about it: "I don't know ......"

"Then think about it later."

"You decide. I don't care. As he spoke, he could already see the familiar car. After thinking about it, I still asked, "Are you here to supervise the work today?" ”

"With Margaret and Mr. Imaeda here, where is the need for me?" He looked at me, "When I was at the office in the morning, I wondered if you would want to eat seafood dishes." ”

I stopped and looked at him stunned.

"You won't answer your phone call during working hours, so I can only come and ask you." He sighed, hugged me, and muttered in a low voice, "It's okay, I'm here." ”

If Yuichi Fujisawa hadn't shown up today, how would this matter have been resolved? I don't know, it's just the appearance of Yuichi Fujisawa that has put me in another difficult situation. How should I deal with myself in the studio in the future?

"It's fine the same as before." As if he heard my heart, he said, "If you are valued because of my relationship, it is not a bad thing." Susu, face it, what I did was just a small thing that could provide you with a little help, and what you really relied on was your strength. ”

Yuichi Fujisawa leaned over and whispered to me, "Are you willing to be a nameless intern all the time?" Mr. Kaneda is the best boardmaker in all of Kyoto, don't you want her to be your teacher? ”

Whether it was opening a private clothing store or apprenticeship with a famous teacher, these things that I did not dare to desire were not worth mentioning to him, and he even bewitched me with the simplicity of accepting a layer cake.

When did I crash into Yu Fujisawa's wide net? After tasting the sweetness, pleasure and pleasure he gave, he finally began to lure me into it with desire.

He didn't know that he didn't have to do that at all.

"Today, Imaeda-senpai talked to me." I say.

"What did you say?"

"Something about garments." I said vaguely, "Are you cold?" Let's get in the car, shall we? ”

Under the driver's seat was a young man in a suit, and when I saw it, it was Dongshan.

Higashiyama walked over, said hello, opened the back door, and asked, "President, are you going to eat at the restaurant now?" ”

They really came to pick me up for seafood dishes.

Yuichi Fujisawa held on to the roof of the car and waited for me to sit down before replying to him, "Let's go home first." ”

He sat down next to me, straightened my collar, rested his fingers on my shoulder, and said in his usual gentle voice: "If you're hurt, you won't be able to eat seafood today." ”

I was stunned and whispered, "I'm not hurt." ”

"Huh?"

His tone of voice has always been soft, but this one is heavier than usual, and the long tail is rolling in a rising key, which is a Kyoto rhyme that I have rarely heard him say once, and I am sucked away by the unfamiliar emotions contained in this voice.

"Really?"

I nodded, and my right hand subconsciously touched my neckline.

"Susu, ......"

He sighed meaninglessly, and the waves in his dark eyes converged, as if a strange switch had been flipped on. I watched in amazement as he raised his hand to press down on the partition, leaned over and took me into his arms, and the next moment, he lowered his head and pouted at my lips, which was fast and accurate, but the force he left behind was as gentle as usual.

In a few moments, his thin lips left mine and stretched all the way down, I leaned back on my neck and gasped slightly, and in the chaos, his right hand was grasped by him, removed from between the collar, his fingertips occasionally touched my skin, and as he imprinted the kiss under my collarbone, I was shocked by the stinging pain of the wound.

It was scratched by Miss Koizumi's fingernails.

"Fuji ...... Yes! ”

I wanted to stop him, but he couldn't help but say that he bit next to the wound, and this bite was not light, so painful that I exclaimed, and I was afraid that Dongshan would hear the misunderstanding, so I hurriedly covered my mouth.

"Lying deserves punishment." The initiator didn't hear it, but looked up and smiled at me, and I felt the tip of my heart tremble a few times with this smile.

After saying that, Yuichi Fujisawa slowly and methodically helped me button up my trench coat and carefully arranged my collar. After he did this, he raised the partition and instructed Dongshan: "Go to the hospital." ”

When he looked at me with a playful smile, I immediately pinned my head to the side.

As I sat in the emergency room, ashamed to accept the nurse's medication for me, and watched her tell Yuichi Fujisawa to "restrain my strength", I finally understood that Yuichi Fujisawa's "punishment" was not as simple as leaving a tooth mark.

And looking at Yuichi Fujisawa facing the nurse with a slightly reprimanding tone, with a look of humble acceptance, I inexplicably gave birth to a trace of trance.

At this moment, some situational fantasies about the distant future came into my mind for no reason. Scene after scene filled my mind, making the tip of my nose sour and swollen.

It turns out that I also crave something unrealistic.

"What are you thinking?" He walked over and folded the broken bloodstained white shirt I had replaced and put it in a bag.

"I'm wondering what to eat for lunch."

"Have you figured it out?"

"Hmm. Want to eat what you made. ”

"Yes, but it'll be a little late." "Later, when you're grocery shopping, buy some snacks and allow you to eat a little before your meal," he said. ”

I nodded, looked up at him, and blinked.

"Now," I tugged at the hem of his clothes, "I'm suddenly a little hungry, now I'll advance a little ......."

I got up from the couch and leaned my whole body against him, and he caught me steadily, bent down to match my height, and allowed me to tilt my head to take his breath.