"Hey, Ren Dolphin!"

"Speak well."

This time he successfully placed his hand on the door of the little one's head and gently rubbed it, messing up her hair.

So she shook her hair in protest like the water-stained kitten, only to make it more messy.

"Invite me to dinner at noon!"

"What do you want to eat?" Naoki Natsume asked.

Amamiya Chizuru almost didn't think, "Eat what you like!" I'd like to see if the two of us taste the same."

Naoki Natsume looked at the sky outside the window, a little gloomy: "You have to go early and come back early, maybe it will rain in freezing."

"It could also be hail." Amamiya Chizuru muttered to herself, "I said there might be hail the other night, but it didn't rain."

"It shouldn't be so unlucky." Naoki Natsume said, "That's what I said that night, and then it didn't hail."

Looking at Naoki Natsume smiling and confident, Amamiya Chizuru held her chest with her small hands: "A man who talks big is not handsome."

"So you think I'm not handsome?" Naoki Natsume leaned down and leaned close to her, looking at her with a serious expression.

Amamiya Chizuru didn't answer, but got up and walked out: "Let's go, let's go! Bring an umbrella and go out with me in the afternoon!"

Oh, shy.

"Hey, I still have a job." Naoki Natsume smiled helplessly.

"What does it matter, I'm the president." Amamiya Chizuru pinched his waist with his small hand: "Does the president understand?" You have to obey my orders unconditionally, or you think I'm spending so much money to do charity!"

"Okay, okay." Naoki Natsume went to get the umbrella in the corner of the office, "Do you want this folded or this one...... Well, you shouldn't be able to hold the big one, I don't want to chase you away from the wind."

Amamiya Chizuru frowned: "What, do you still want the president to open his own umbrella?"

"Holding an umbrella together will be drawn as a conjunctive umbrella."

"What age are you?" Amamiya Chizuru pursed her mouth: "Besides, even if it is painted as a conjunctive umbrella, what does it matter? Aren't you happy?"

Naoki Natsume smiled, "No, I mean, what color umbrella does the president-sama want?"

He asked, holding a twenty-four bone umbrella of two colors, one pink and one beige.

Walking through Nakajima Park under a cloudy sky, the two of them came to a nearby shopping street.

"Yakitori...... Do you like to eat this kind of thing?" Amamiya Chizuru sat on a bench facing the street and waited for the boss to grill the skewers, and she asked as she turned her head to look around.

There are a lot of pedestrians coming and going, and this is the first time I have experienced eating on an open-air bench on the side of the road.

Naoki Natsume sat on her side, piled up her with her clothes to keep her from catching a cold, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it reminds me of a summer night delicacy that goes well with beer. But in fact, my favorite food is Chinese food, which happens to be not available in this area. After all, Sapporo is not as good as Ikebukuro, and there are still few Chinese restaurants here."

Maybe it's because I'm reincarnated with memories, but I always feel that some foods still taste weird no matter how much I eat.

It's about your raw egg natto bibimbap!

….

But I have to say that the very well processed roast bird tastes excellent.

"I want to eat this."

Soon the roast bird ordered by the two of them came up, but Amamiya Chizuru looked at what was on his plate, and then at Naoki Natsume's plate, and reached out to grab a skewer of chicken and roasted green onions.

"And what about what's on your plate?"

"I'll give you a bite if it's not delicious, okay?" Amamiya Chizuru said in a negotiable tone while measuring the roast bird with her small hand, "I'll just eat the above one, you see this skewer is three pieces of meat, I can bite off one piece at once, so there are two pieces left!" Don't worry, I won't let you eat it."

She was like a little snowman with a lot of clothes on the outside, and at this time she was piled up there by the coats of two people, only her head and two small hands were exposed.

She looked up at Naoki Natsume, her big eyes inquiring, and she looked very cute.

"I really can't help it, I guess I'll be so tolerant of your willfulness...... Don't go out to eat with other people, it's rude."

Naoki Natsume said as he stuffed her neckline to prevent the soup from the yakiniku from rubbing on her clothes.

No matter which one you rub on, you have to trouble the maids of your respective family.

When Amamiya Chizuru received an affirmative answer, she happily held the skewer of yakiniku in her hand and grinned, "Hehe, I'm too lazy to go out to eat with others!" How much do you enjoy eating by yourself?"

"But didn't you come out with me?" Naoki Natsume shook his head, "You have to ask me to invite you to eat."

"Oh, you're just a garbage can! Otherwise, what a waste will it be for me to throw away something I don't like to eat?" As she spoke, Amamiya Chizuru took a bite of the chicken piece on the yakiniku bird, and her eyes lit up instantly.

"It's delicious! You're pretty good at eating! It's a good shop!"

Naoki Natsume looked at her gently swaying head and two small feet that were rippling one after the other, and knew that she was really happy.

But...... When there is such a thing as a trash can, isn't it only done when you go shopping with your girlfriend?

"Ahh

Suddenly, a soft snort interrupted his thoughts, and Amamiya Chizuru took a bite of the green onion and showed a distressed little expression.

"It's not tasty." She turned her head pitifully to look at Naoki Natsume, and then pestled the bird to his mouth.

Naoki Natsume looked at her and pretended to be pitiful...... Well, it may be that I really think it doesn't taste good and my face is full of grievances, which is really pitiful.

He sighed, "Who just said they wouldn't give me a bite?"

"But it's really not tasty! It's not delicious, it's not delicious!"

Seeing Naoki Natsuki's refusal, Natsuru Amamiya began to mumble, Natsuki Naoki glanced at the busy boss and made a silent gesture: "Shhh, don't shout, being heard can damage your eldest lady's image."

"Then I'm going to eat that string of chicken wings on your plate," she shoved the roast bird in her hand to Naoki Natsume, "This one is for you!"

At this time, the boss had just squatted down and stood up after working under the stove, looked at the two customers, and smiled: "The relationship is so good, your boyfriend spoils you very much."

Amamiya Chizuru proudly tasted the chicken wings snatched from Naoki Natsume, and just took a bite, his face was slightly red when he heard this, and he lowered his head and stuck out his tongue.

….

But there is no denying it.

Hey.

She chuckled inwardly.

"The chicken wings are delicious!" She announced in a loud voice, holding chicken wings, shouting at the boss like a victor facing a triumphal arch: "Boss, you are amazing!"

The boss turned his back to her and didn't look back, his right hand reached out and his left shoulder gave her a thumbs up.

"Next time I come over with my boyfriend, I'll give you chicken wings."

"Yay!"

Cheering as if he had won a battle, Amamiya Chizuru was overjoyed.

Looking at her lively appearance this afternoon, Naoki Natsume was absent-minded.

No, it's not so much absent-mindedness, but rather a kind of stuff in the heart.

All her lovely memories went in, and they were filtered out of the net with some joy, but they felt empty.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but a drop of water dripped from the air, landed on his cheek, and slowly flowed to his cheeks.

He was stunned, subconsciously touched it, and then looked up.

Is it raining?

I don't think so.

After waiting for a long time, there was no second drop of rain, and when I looked back at the pedestrians on the side of the road, they were still in a hurry.

He looked at the dry fingerprints on his fingers and touched his face again, and there were no traces of wetness.

Is it a delusion?

Or do you remember the low crying and murmuring she whispered in the office half an hour ago?

Naoki Natsume looked at the little beast that carefully gnawed on the bones and thin flesh on the chicken wings, and thought

She may have somewhere to go this afternoon, so she will pull herself to accompany her.

Owls