"This is a beautiful girl from a girl idol group."

There were also voices from passers-by walking by.

"The boy next to him is also super handsome!"

Fujiwara Suke also wore casual clothes today, a white jacket he bought during the junior high school holidays and a pair of loose dark pants bought in the spring of the third year of junior high school.

"Looks pretty good."

This is what Fujiwara Suke said about himself when he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror before going out.

"The two of them won't be filming, right?"

"Click, click."

The people around, whether they were men and women shopping or office workers, stopped and took out their mobile phones to take pictures of the two of them.

Soon, there were more and more onlookers.

"That."

Fujiwara suke took the hand of Kaoru Tojo, who was a little dazed in front of him.

Then he showed a handsome smile of "just leave it to me" to the latter who came over.

Then he led her out of the gap in the crowd, into a alleyway not far away, went upstairs, reached the second floor, turned around, and climbed two more stairs into a restaurant with double glass doors.

Soft orange-brown tones, soothing European classical pure music in the ears, a middle-aged boss wearing a Western-style suit and a white towel in his breast pocket on the counter is wiping a glass wine glass with a white cloth.

It's morning, and there are only two or three tables of guests inside, sitting on the log tables and chairs inside, talking and moving very slowly and naturally, here, they are not in a hurry to achieve anything, some are just telling the daily life, not even interesting things, because slow, slow to need anything else to decorate and continue.

With the eagerly busy society outside, are two completely different styles.

It is a café that Fujiwara has chosen to meet.

"Tojo-san, I was rude just now."

Fujiwara let go of Kaoru Tojo's hand.

Looking at the somewhat beautiful Kaoru Tojo with a smile, what he did just now was a standard idol drama scene where the male protagonist and the female protagonist got out of trouble, and he was waiting for the girl's praise.

But it didn't wait.

"Hmm."

Kaoru Tojo, who was looking at her surroundings, retracted her gaze and smiled at Fujiwara Suke, blinking her beautiful clear eyes, as if she hadn't realized what had happened just now and what was holding hands with Fujiwara.

Some are innocent and pure, pure to the point of nerves.

It's a bit of a pity, but there are more opportunities to improve the goodwill in the future, so it's still acceptable.

"Let's go pick a seat and sit down."

"Hmm."

The two of them chose a table by the window and sat opposite each other, the light pouring in through the glass curtain wall on their sides.

"What do you two want to drink?"

A young waiter walked over and handed them a menu of album-like coloring books.

Fujiwara took it and glanced at it cursoryly.

Although it is a café, it also sells juices, teas, and dessert puddings.

"What do Tojo-sans want to drink?"

Fujiwara pushes the menu in front of Kaoru Tojo.

"I'll choose this."

Kaoru Tojo flipped through all the coloring pictures in the menu, then turned back to the first page and pointed to the coloring book of the milk coffee in the lower right corner above.

"More sugar."

She added with a smile.

Sure enough, beautiful girls like to eat sweet.

"Then I'll have a cup of milk coffee, too."

"Two cups of milk coffee, more sugar."

Fujiwara Suke summed up, and then gave the waiter beside him a slight "please" nod and a polite look.

"Okay."

"Two cups of milk coffee, polysaccharides."

The waiter writes it down with a pen and notebook that he carries with him.

About two minutes later, the waiter brought two cups of brewed coffee.

Before leaving, he smiled and glanced at the two of them.

Because he also encountered such an incident just now, Fujiwara suke didn't take it seriously.

It wasn't until Fujiwara focused his eyes on the coffee in front of him that he understood the meaning of the young waiter's smile.

The coffee is made of white milk and primary coffee to create a heart-shaped pattern shot by Cupid's arrow, which is mistaking them for a couple.

Of course, this was not Fujiwara's arrangement, so he looked at the cup of coffee in front of Kaoru Tojo with some weakness.

Sure enough, it was also a heart-shaped pattern.

But fortunately, the expression on the latter's face did not change much, and he was still touching the black arrow in the middle of the milk heart that occupied a large area with his spoon.

It seems that I thought that this was the design style, and at the same time, I was a little curious about how to get it.

Sure enough, it's the eldest lady, and the social experience is too lacking.

Fujiwara suke picked up the silver-white metal spoon on the coaster and hung it above the coffee cup to draw a circle, stirring up the Cupid's love on the upper layer.

"That, Tojo-san, why didn't the girl who had been by your side come along?"

Fujiwara looked at Kaoru Tojo, leading to the topic.

Yesterday, he was prepared to deal with the girl who would come to be a light bulb, such as if the girl insisted on being the opposite side of Kaoru Tojo on an occasion like this, he would do it next to Kaoru Tojo or something.

But now that the girl didn't come, it would be even more advantageous.

So when he said this, he wasn't entirely curious.

Hearing Fujiwara's question, Kaoru Tojo looked up at him politely.

"You mean asters?"

"Hmm."

Fujiwara nodded.

"I don't know, she usually follows me when I go out."

When the conversation was over, she returned her gaze to the good-looking coffee in front of her.

She fiddled with the spoon and scooped up a spoonful of coffee along the rim of the cup, trying not to spoil the heart pattern, and took a sip.

The upper body is very straight during the whole process, and such a simple action also reflects her status as a well-educated eldest lady.

"That's right."

Fujiwara scratched his head.

Sounds like a lost follower.

He began to feel a faint sympathy in his heart for the possible punishment of the bodyguard girl.

But that's not the point, the point is that he took this opportunity to open the auxiliary strategy point to detect Kaoru Tojo.

Fujiwara suke stared at Kaoru Tojo.

Kaoru Tojo

"Age: 15"

"Opinion: 43"

43！

The starting value of favorability is actually much higher than the 34 of Jiukong Shake Love, who has had close contact.

It's extremely close to Loricon's good impression of Lori.。

Is it because of his appearance?

Or the manuscript that was handed in.

Fujiwara's thoughts drifted away.

Because of this, the metal spoon in his hand, which was not very tightly held above the coffee cup, also broke out of his grip and sank into the black and white milk coffee, and the upper end was poured on the outer edge of the porcelain cup, making a less crisp sound.

The sound attracted the attention of Kaoru Tojo, an innocent lady who was still studying the coffee pattern in front of him.

"Fujiwara-san, what's wrong with you?"

Kaoru Tojo put down the spoon and raised his hand to wave it in front of Fujiwara's distracted eyes.

"It's okay, something comes to mind."

Fujiwara came back to his senses.

"Do you want anything else to eat?"

Fujiwara suke glanced at the menu of the test on the table to Kaoru Tojo, and then took the coffee in front of him and drank it, shocked.

"Is there a pudding?"

"Absolutely."

Kaoru Tojo's face was full of anticipation when he heard the answer.

This innocent lady must have forgotten that she is the guest of honor.

But Fujiwara didn't care, not to mention that he could brush up on favorability, even if he didn't have this, Fujiwara suke also felt that the spiritual baptism brought to him by Tojo in his pure heart was enough to pay for this dessert.