It's a pity that even the flag is gone, and it seems that today's propaganda work has been done in vain.

Mr. Chihara has always been a principled person, and he will not make up for it, so it took him half an hour to walk back to find the little flag, and he took a moment to take off his doll clothes, and apologized to the store manager, not daring to ask for today's salary.

The store manager always wants to give it, after all, as long as the doll costume is worn next time and stops at the door of the store, everyone knows which employee it is.

It's a pity that Mr. Chihara will always be so tough.

Counting as a reward, he just kept two apples in advance, one was going to be left for Miss Caimeow who was leading the house next door, and the other was for him when he saw Hirata tomorrow.

By the time he walked out of the still lit shop in that old off-white coat, it was already completely dark.

The night of Christmas Eve has really arrived.

The pedestrian street is mainly red and white, and the lights are more brilliant than ever. The streets are full of people, and some girls are not afraid to dress up as Christmas elks in order to cater to the festive atmosphere, revealing their white and clean thighs.

Ears are broadcast in Chinese, Korean and English, which is used to give tips to tourists from other countries.

Mr. Chihara walked down the street again in his plain off-white coat, and then sat back down on the wicker chair across from the restaurant.

From here, you can clearly see the crowds coming and going in the pedestrian street next to it, especially for couples on Christmas Eve.

Next to it was a moat street...... At least Mr. Chihara, who has empty pockets, is now not blessed to enjoy.

He could see the girls smiling and holding her boyfriend's hand with new bags or big shopping bags, and the boyfriend she was holding was the color of a pig's liver and his eyes were glazed.

The streets and alleys here are full of all kinds of shops, clothing, skin care and makeup...... There is everything, the shops of each brand have their own characteristics, there is no shortage of many master designs, and the unique buildings that have been built by big-name designers to attract more consumers are eye-catching, highlighting the charm of architectural design, and the dazzling array of goods will make girls' eyes shine.

But for the men who accompanied them here, this large area of high-rise signs is nothing short of smiling demons and beasts, because they will frantically shred wallets and bank cards.

"Husband, you're so nice~ I've loved this new style since it was launched last month! mua~ I love you the most! The girl said in surprise.

"Hmm...... You, if you like it, it's fine. The man's tone choked.

A couple walked past him, the woman's eyebrows and eyes curled into crescents, and the man's face forced to smile, and the hand in his pocket trembled slightly.

Until this time, Mr. Chihara will always be grateful to Mr. Tanaka for designing the ship girls so beautifully, so that he can indulge in them and not be deceived by three-dimensional women.

From this point of view, Mr. Chihara is undoubtedly lucky, because he is accompanied by a two-dimensional beautiful girl, not a real woman who points to the goods inside.

But he was also unfortunate because he couldn't even buy a wedding ring for his wives with empty pockets.

I looked at the time, it was half past eight, and I had seen enough of the night view, and it was time to go to work.

Mr. Chihara stretched, folded the contents of the "Human Observations" he had just recorded and tucked them into the pocket of his inner shirt, then slowly stood up and walked towards his work tonight.

But before you get to work, go to the vending machine and buy a can of Coke.

Red.

This is also an old friend of Mr. Chihara.

It's an elegant fine dining restaurant that is fully booked for Christmas Eve, but some of the guests are not yet seated.

Seeing that someone was coming again, the female *** student in black overalls walked with small steps.

Maya Akiyama is not very old, but with enthusiasm, she still gets a part-time job permit and still works as a waitress at this high-end restaurant in Ginza.

Despite her heavy studies and not very smart, she has also made up her mind to study in France, which her family is not too supportive, and the traditional idea is that their daughter's family should live a stable and ordinary life, go to an ordinary university, marry a reliable ordinary man, and raise children.

But she has encountered the emotional betrayal of her childhood sweetheart, she doesn't believe much about these anymore, and after experiencing an encounter, she yearns for butterfly-like romance even more.

It's too much of a grievance to be in one place, this is a one-time life.

Even though she hadn't negotiated with her family yet, she wanted to earn a little living expenses through her own efforts in advance, which slightly proved that this throbbing was not a whim.

The world is big, and you should go for a walk, and young people should take a trip that you can just go. In Paris, France, for example, the Louvre, the temple of art, is located, and although the sewers and rivers are said to be very smelly, she believes that this must be a rumor spread maliciously by some imps.

She put down the English word book in her hand, quickly sorted out the hair threads, and quickly entered the working state, putting on a lovely smile.

"Hello, how can I help you."

The other party doesn't seem to be very old, and she is dressed in a weird outfit, which looks like a movie character, but it still doesn't affect her use of honorifics, after all, "you have to use honorifics to communicate at all times" is a Japanese characteristic.

"Sister Akiyama, it's me." The boy pulled down his collar, which stood up like a winery killer, and said to the code, "It's time to work." ”

Seeing that familiar face with a magnetic and attractive voice, Maya Akiyama understood it completely.

"Qianyuan-kun, you are still as punctual as ever!" The girl sighed, "It's nine o'clock in ten minutes, so it's just right to change your clothes." ”

"Not early, not late, stepping on a little bit if I can, this has always been my style." The teenager affirmed.

"Then I'll go in first."

"Hmm."

"See you later."

Waving a brief goodbye to the female colleague behind him, Mr. Chihara leaned sideways as usual to avoid the colleagues who came out of the back kitchen, stepped in the footsteps of imitating James Bond, and hummed a little song softly into the back kitchen.

When he came out again, he put on a smart and dashing squire suit, as he always did at this time of day.

Maya Akiyama stared as obsessively as usual.

Suits are very pretentious things, especially ready-to-wear, especially pay attention to the proportion of body and shoulder width.

However, having a good figure is something that most people dream of, and what a person dreams of is often because he can't do it and can't achieve it, so he "asks".

So the dream became a derogatory term, demeaning to oneself.

This kind of non-customized mass-produced tuxedo is not for anyone who can look handsome and gentlemanly when they wear it. But Mr. Chihara broke this rule, and when he wore it as a dress that was just a commonplace office routine, he was able to sublimate it to the top with some kind of powerful interior.

He propped up his waist straight like a strong bamboo.

He has now put on a part-time social animal outfit to resemble the style of the British prince traveling to a grand banquet in the movie. (Emphasis is hereby placed on the movie instead of the real-life version)

At this moment, he no longer looks like a character in the same world as Maya Akiyama.

"Black and white, sure enough, this style suits me."

Chihara sincerely approved, after all, he usually wears a white shirt and a set of black trousers.

"But if there is a swagger, it will be better." He could not forget Dante's handsomeness.

"By the way, I don't know how to tie this tie, can Sister Akiyama help me?"

Maya Akiyama walked away a little sadly, and the fire in her heart gradually disappeared.

He is too dazzling, too beautiful, and the good is not something that a mortal woman like himself can touch. Such a person should only stand on a high place, looking at the sea of clouds, and a mortal creature like himself is already a luxury to even touch him.

A moth fights a fire, and a moth like himself can't even break the glass that symbolizes the estrangement in front of the fire, and naturally can't bury himself in the fire.

She approached him and gently tied his tie, and the smell of his body was so good, the smell was so fragrant, and the faint aroma of salt-and-pepper steak mixed with the smell of coke was really intoxicating.

"Remember to wipe your mouth." The girl reminded.

"By the way, change your shoes, too."

Chihara touched his chin and looked at it for himself, chose a pair that felt the right size, stepped on the stool, bent over and began to take off the cheap canvas shoes.

Maya Akiyama saw the sock with a hole in it under the sole of his right foot, but his eyes were still so sad.

Even the laces are so handsome......

In fact, Mr. Chihara, who was clumsy, almost tied himself with a dead knot.