34. Miss Caimeow is secretly contacting feelings

Zhuda Caimeow, who had eaten a small belly, sat in the car and looked at the lights speeding by outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking. And Mr. Chihara, who worked another half an hour and had a free dinner, was reading a book and drinking Coke, and Yui Mizukura, the most boring person in the car, drew circles of unknown meaning on the foggy car window.

Fun for the whole family.

"Hirata......" Chihara said suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

A middle-aged bachelor who is both president and agent slows down his car.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrate, he glanced at it, it was a message from a friend who was drinking and meat, and after a few words of reply, he stuffed it back into his pocket.

"What is the fireworks display for?" Chihara asked.

“……”

A fatal question.

Mr. President carefully reversed the car into storage, his throat slightly agitated, and finally he couldn't speak.

"Chihara, I don't think this word needs to be explained anymore, right?" Zhuda Caimeow said helplessly.

She had already anticipated what the man was going to say.

Chihara thought for a while and said, "If it's just to watch the fireworks, I think it's okay to watch TV at home, anyway, the whole broadcast won't have to come out to blow the cold wind." ”

"What should I say, Chihara-......chan who is still pretending to be socially afraid after all this is here," Takeda Aya Meow shook her head, "You're like an introvert now, you don't do anything, just wait for the extrovert to take the initiative to adopt you, which is too passive." ”

"It's still a standard herbivore, three-point one-line life, school, work, and home, young people should have some passion for life!"

"Besides, if you look so handsome, you would have been speeding on the road of a scumbag in Tokyo if someone else had changed."

Mr. Chihara was silent for a while, then paused: "I don't like this metaphor very much, can you take it back?" ”

"If I could, the most I could do in the future would be to rent out my boyfriend and Tokyo cowherd's career, only communicating with clients during working hours, and never involving real world life."

Zhuda Caimeow looked at the boy in the passenger seat in shock, speechless.

She thought it was a joke he made up casually, but when she saw the loneliness in the young man's eyes now, she couldn't help but believe his words.

"So you really want to do this!" The girl was shocked.

"I don't want to laugh so much, but unfortunately I can't help it, I heard that these two come with money quickly, and the temptation is too great." Mr. Chihara hesitated for a while, but finally made up his mind, "I'll try to ask Sakura-san if he needs a Todaidai-level tutor, and if so, I still hope I'm the one with the ring ruler and the whip." ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and asked, "By the way, Mizukura-san, is there still a shortage of teachers in your cram school?" ”

"Sorry, the teachers are full." Mizukura regretfully took the phone back into her small bag.

So Mr. Chihara could only lament that his life was not at the right time.

Hirata parked the car, pulled out the keys, and wiped his hair frivolously in the rearview mirror before getting out of the car.

"Get out of the car, be careful not to forget to bring your things." He made a special reminder.

However, it is still early before the appointed time, so you can buy a glass of water to watch the beautiful girl with peace of mind.

took out the can of Coke from the bag, found a good position, crossed Erlang's legs, and immediately raised his eyes.

The roadway is packed with families and couples.

This hurts the single old man very much.

He could only wave his hand and signal the young people under his hand to go play first, and they would use their mobile phones to contact them when the time came.

Mr. Chihara looked around, the crowd was dense, and he could only keep up with the two lively and cheerful girls in front of him.

Curious about what's in the fireworks display?

Chihara thought for a moment.

There will be beautiful fireworks.

What else?

Night market stalls, goldfish shops, takoyaki, apple candy and so on.

Anything else?

He shook his head.

The above is Mr. Chihara's impression of the fireworks display, all from the anime.

It all seems boring.

"You can't say that......" Zhuda Caimeow straightened the ends of her forehead in the makeup mirror in her hand, thought for a while and said, "It mainly depends on who you go with." ”

"Miss Rainbow Meow......"

"What?"

"You seem to have a lot of experience." Mr. Chihara nodded in approval, and the candy apple in his hand kept turning.

The water tank on the side can only do the same, lick it and then applaud with both hands.

"Let's talk about it first, I used to play with my parents in my hometown of Saitama." Takeda Aya Meow shook her head, "I don't know anything about the fireworks festival in Tokyo. ”

Although I've been in Tokyo for a long time, it's a pity that I haven't seen it in the New Year, and I usually say that this guy is homely and lazy, why do you feel like you've been shot now?

"Do you have any friends who know about the fireworks festival here?" Chihara asked.

It's a hard question for him, but not necessarily for Miss Rainbow.

The girl thought about it, it seems that there is indeed a little girl she knows, an ancestral Tokyo household register, and according to her family background, it is likely that she is the one who sits in the front row to watch the fireworks.

She followed Chihara's words and said, "I have a friend who may know. ”

"Then it's troublesome." Chihara said.

Zhuda Caimeow nodded, swiped her phone, opened Line's interface, found someone with the nickname "Favorite Coriander" from it, and knocked on the chat interface.

Chihara next to him sat and waited, and his mobile phone clicked on the big broken ship girl's voice, and Mizukura Yui next to him licked the apple candy with an innocent face.

"Chihara, she said it's nearby, just wait a little."

It's worthy of being a friend of Miss Colorful Meow.,Now the fullness is high.,People have to come out to play.,If I want to go to play games or sleep a long time ago.。

However, as a reward for finding a tour guide, Mr. Chihara threw away the can in his hand.

Zhuda Caimeow opened the can in her hand and poured red bean rice cake soup into her stomach with a cheerful smile.

Speaking of which, the Tokyo event seems to be quite interesting.

Mr. Chihara pulled open a few buttons, felt the evening breeze that was not cold by the river today, and sobered up for a sudden sleepiness.

The apple candy in his mouth also made him return to his original childhood, but unfortunately he couldn't see this thing after entering the society, and any sugar gourds were gone.

Gently biting the beautiful red woman in his hand, Mr. Chihara sighed as he looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Dressed in a cherry blossom-colored kimono, with short and medium black hair curled at the back of his head, a square bag behind a cloth belt wrapped around his waist, and a fox mask with white as the main color to hide his face.

"Guess who I am?"

The voice is clear, pleasant and pleasant, like a breeze through a mountain stream and spring, but unfortunately it can't move the ruthless man in front of him.

"Just listen to the voice, it's Sakura-san...... who can't get along with cuteness," he said sullenly, "Originally, I expected a beautiful big sister to take us young people to enjoy the scenery of the Tokyo Fireworks Festival, but now I am disappointed." ”

"Do you mean to dislike me?"

"It's not disgust, it's just a pity that such a good day has to be spent with people like you and Miss Caimeow."

The more I think about it, the more painful it becomes, and sure enough, it is Mizukura-san next to me who can comfort my heartache the most.

It's a pity that she was robbed in advance by Miss Suzune Sakura, who is familiar with herself, and she has always had no resistance to beautiful girls. A pair of slender hands are frantically stroking the hair ends of other people's juniors, looking infatuated, very embarrassing.

In this regard, Mr. Chihara could only pout his lips disdainfully.

"By the way, how did you cut your hair?" He asked curiously, "In the past few years, I still had long hair and fluttering, and except for my mouth and personality, everything else poked at my habits." ”

"Do you say this to me and I don't know whether to be happy or worried?"

"Don't worry, you know me, at least not for high school students."

Patting her on the shoulder, Mr. Chihara's eyes cleared.

Suzune Sakura shook her head helplessly.

"Speaking of which, what about Miss Higashiyama next to you?" Qianyuan looked left and right, "The last time I saw it, I was shocked, I was pitiful, and I was really self-controlled. ”

He looked around, just to find a trace of the Yiren.

"Don't look for it, Dongshan is watching TV at home."

"The hero sees the same thing, and the contemptible person thinks the same way, how good it is to be at home in the winter." He slapped his palm, "If I hadn't been forcibly pulled out, I would have been able to stick to Miss Dongshan now." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you only dare to talk nonsense when people are away." Takeda Meow kicked him in the ass, signaling to stop wasting time.

Patting the dust behind him that he didn't know existed, Mr. Chihara scratched his slightly long hair: "Miss Aya Meow, I really didn't expect that the friend you said was Sakura-san." ”

"It was the last time I heard you tell me about it." Zhuda Caimeow nodded, "It's been a long time, it's time to contact the feelings between the girls." ”

The hands of the three of them are still very tight, and the one who suffers the most should be the youngest Mizukura Yui-sam, after all, in Mr. Chihara's opinion, the sexual orientation of the other two is indeed a bit problematic.

[Senior, save me! 】

[Sorry, can't do anything.] 】

Eye contact is always so direct, and poor Mizukura Yui can only be pulled away by the two in front.

The young man sighed, threw the can he had just finished drinking into the trash, and then put his hands in his pockets and followed the girls in front of him.