55. Natural East Mountain

Originally, Mr. Chihara wanted to run.,I've already set up a scene in the morning.,It's a favor for the dean.,You should go to class obediently in the afternoon.,As a good student.,It's absolutely not okay to skip class.,But it's another thing to play with your mobile phone in class.,Who let Mr. Chihara finish brushing it.。

In addition, the advantage of being a handsome guy in Tokyo is that there are always people who are willing to invite him to dinner, and other troubles can be escaped, but as a handsome guy, you can't run away when you are treated.

So he was still in a good mood today.

Although the place of reception is somewhat magical.

"May I ask Miss Caimeow, is the place you pointing to McDonald's?" Mr. Chihara scratched the hairstyle he had just done today.

"Don't like it?"

"Only Oreo McWhirlwind buy one get one free today, how do I like it!"

If you want to eat it, you have to wait until the spicy chicken wings on Saturdays and Sundays, or buy one get one free coupon for the double burger on Monday.

"Mizukura went to Saizeriya after finishing the class, and you brought me to McDonald's after work, which really makes me wonder who is more mature." He said, shaking his head.

Zhuda Caimeow reacted and suddenly asked, "Then what do you usually eat?" ”

Chihara was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied, "Fried bread." ”

"Doesn't that kind of school have that kind of meal ticket?" Zhuda Caimeow thought about it and stretched out her hand to draw a piece of paper, at least she still got a meal coupon when she was in high school.

"Yes, either?" He took out the meal ticket from his pocket that had not been traded today, "It's still too late to go back to the cafeteria, and it's only a kilometer away from the school gate." ”

"Forget it, it's really troublesome to run back, anyway, you can still use the meal coupon later." She snorted softly, her little foot on someone's heel, urging him to hurry in.

Although I don't know why Miss Caimeow stopped by to Bunkyo District today, it is likely that she is idle, but since someone is willing to have a treat, Mr. Chihara doesn't mind running out of school for lunch.

"A children's menu." Miss Caimeow, who is one meter five, raised her finger at the counter, and this order is not worthy of her usual childish appearance.

"Chihara, what do you want?"

"It's also a children's package, and I want another toy."

He counted out two Natsume Soseki from his wallet and slapped them on the counter, signaling that the one for himself must be Pikachu.

When it was time to get change, he could only groan and stuff the change coins and banknotes into his wallet one by one, very tired, which made him regret a little why he didn't let Miss Caimeow go to the cafeteria with him.

It's still inconvenient to pay at the checkout in Japan, and the next door has already begun to slowly use electronic payment, so you have to bring a wallet when you go out here, which is really troublesome.

By the way, it would be nice if one day I could confidently shoot a banknote with Mr. Chihara's handsome face, and when the other party picked it up and looked at it, he was directly surprised, and hurriedly shouted Hurry up and get free of order, and the idol and I take a photo for this life.

However, paper money does not seem to print the face of a living person, so this dream is most likely unattainable.

So he could only sigh regretfully.

Fortunately, there are not many people today, and a seat can still be found, rather than being watched below, he usually goes to the slightly quieter second floor to enjoy the scenery, but unfortunately his younger sister seems to prefer to be lively.

"Zhuda, sit down, I'll wait to get the meal."

"Hmm."

Nian Shang's sister nodded, waved her hand at her brother and signaled to go back quickly, and then her body leaned back, her two chair legs hung in the air, and she hugged the back of her head with both hands, looking at the scenery outside the window.

Today the sun is shining, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the breeze is blowing, and the mind is refreshing.

Good weather.

However, the little sister is so slow, why hasn't it arrived yet.

……

"Can you explain to me, I was only away for five minutes, how did there be three more people at this table?" He put the plate firmly on the table and asked with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Let's eat, it's better to have a few more people."

Zhuda Caimeow smiled and waved at the three of them.

"Bi-chan, I haven't seen you in a long time!"

"Rainbow Meow-chan!"

The two girls, who were very similar in height, high-fived each other with great joy.

Mr. Chihara consciously helped the well-dressed little sister bring a stool.

"Who is this person?"

The little girl named Bi Jiang pointed to the handsome big brother next to her in surprise, obviously I hadn't seen it just now.

Can't you remember such a handsome guy in the pool? Now that junior high school students have such a bad memory, they are really worried about the future of Japan.

"Saori seems to have said her name before, but I forgot ......," Miss Higashiyama said in annoyance, after all, it was rude not to know what to call each other at this time.

"Chihara-kun—" The black straight girl had a beautiful smile on her face, so sweet that she seemed to be able to pinch out honey juice, "You see, the person who likes you the most is really me." ”

She speaks in a very nice and magnetic voice, which would be better if her personality was normal.

"I wish it wasn't you who called me by name." He tilted his head slightly, sighing regretfully.

"Obviously, Miss Dongshan has even seen my business card, why is she not impressed at all?" He shook his head helplessly.

"Huh!" The natural girl's eyes widened in disbelief, "Do we know each other?" ”

"If you have seen such a handsome person, even if you can't remember the name, you must have an impression on your face."

"Is this a compliment?"

"It should be a fact......

Oh, there is such an honest girl in the world, Mr. Chihara exclaimed in his heart, and his impression of Miss Higashiyama continued to rise.

[Opinion: 80→90]

But after thinking about it, I seem to understand the reason why Miss Higashiyama didn't recognize herself.

He could only stare hatefully at his younger sister, who had messed up his hair this morning, and raised his hands up himself, pressing the curls on the top of his head, and straightening them with his fingers again.

"Do you recognize that?" He asked expectantly.

"Nope."

Dongshan shook his head, to tell the truth, there was still no impression in his mind.

Seeing someone's angry appearance, Saori couldn't help but laugh out loud in the morning, "Why don't you try other ways to talk to girls?" ”

"It's really not good, it's okay to change the goal." She blatantly took the drink from someone else's plate and drank it secretly, and her speech was slurred, but the meaning was obvious.

For this kind of bad woman's ridicule, the young man could only snort viciously twice.

Friends named Morning should be glad that this kind of fast food restaurant generally uses Pepsi, otherwise Mr. Chihara, who is angry, will not have good juice to eat.

Turning her gaze back to Miss Higashiyama, who was trying to keep reminiscing, sure enough, the way this girl even blamed herself for forgetting someone else's name was so pitiful.

It doesn't seem appropriate to embarrass the little girl any longer.

Eventually, a long sigh.

He finally flattened his hair and lowered his head in resignation, "Since it's for my youth, I can't afford to back down." ”

"On Christmas Eve last year, from the brown bear leather man who delivered apples to the waiter in the restaurant."

"Miss Higashiyama, do you remember?"

He tried one last effort, and he had some hope in his heart, "I gave you a special glass of orange juice that day......

"Oh oh oh!" Nana Higashiyama, who finally found an unforgettable impression in her memory, cried out in surprise.

"It's Mr. Bear!"

Mr. Chihara, who was so affectionately called, burst into tears.

Yes, it's this natural cuteness that is the most exciting.