Shibuya Crossing, the most crowded intersection in the world.

After eating McDonald's children's set meal and stuffing the new toys into his pocket, Mr. Chihara hummed softly in his heart and looked out.

The center street is full of people, worthy of Shibuya, the bustling area of Tokyo, and I also owe myself to Uniqlo to buy it this time, and if I really want to go to other stores, I can't afford to buy pants.

After lunch, Chihara snatched another toy from his sister's hand and put it in his other pocket, looked down at the electronic map, and walked leisurely and slowly down the street.

Because it is a pedestrian street, there are a lot of people.

And for various reasons, their eyes would stay on Chihara and Takeda Ameow for a while, but being watched by so many people made Mr. Chihara a little uncomfortable.

"Walk with a beautiful girl to have some passion!" Nian Shang's sister shook her hair proudly and said a little smugly.

Dressed casually, light blue jeans, a simple white sweater, and a red baseball uniform with the placket half-closed, he was young and lively. Fortunately, she has short to medium hair now, otherwise it would have been the boy's face that would have suffered.

"I'm sorry, if I was with Miss Dongshan, I guess I would have had a heart attack in the ICU, but unfortunately it was you by my side, and there was no wave."

Chihara's steps were steady, and his tone did not fluctuate.

"Congratulations on finally getting started in the scumbag's mileage race, and you've been mentioning other women's names more and more often these days." The girl couldn't help but sigh.

yes, why doesn't Mr. Chihara want to be the kind of best scumbag who hugs left and right?

It's a pity that God just doesn't give him a chance, but there is no news of the peerless recorder, nor is there a chance to meet his first love again, so he can't be a one.

The only person around me who seems to be able to meet is Miss Uchida, who will cooperate in the next few weeks, but isn't it a bit too much to deceive such a simple and innocent beautiful girl?

It's really scumbag, I can't bear it, maybe I'll be desperate by Yuma's classmates, so it's better to choose a paper man.

Chihara couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It would be nice if I could replace the girl on the other side with Miss Uchida......."

Takeda Aya Meow glanced at Chihara's neckline and reminded, "I suggest less fantasy and more action." ”

But you can't act! At most, it's just a mouthful.

The two walked into a lavishly decorated shopping mall, one high and one low.

The lights were bright, the voices were noisy, and the oxygen content in the air was not high, causing Mr. Chihara to yawn several times in a row, sleepily.

Giving a wedding ring to the newly fished color boat, he patted his younger sister on the shoulder and motioned for her to stop, and then pulled her into the Uniqlo next to her.

This store is divided into a children's area and an adult area, and when you walk in, the saleswoman looks at Chihara twice, and it is definitely a rare breed to accompany the girls to buy things and concentrate on staring at the two-dimensional game.

As soon as he entered the door, Chihara picked up the children's sweatshirt on the hanger next to him and swayed from side to side, and asked excitedly, "Zhuda, do you want to buy a new dress too?" ”

"Look for death!"

Zhuda Caimeow kicked the air: "Yes, if you want, the two of us can do it at the same time." ”

"Don't do it, I'll just wear an adult model, there's no style I fit here......"

Chihara cleared her throat and raised her hands high to make a long ruler, dangling back and forth between the two of them's heads.

Of course, this time I really got an angry kick from my sister in the year.

After looking around again, Zhuda Caimeow pointed to a pure green cotton sweatshirt: "How about this?" ”

"General."

Chihara shook his head, his clothes were green, and even his hat was green, which was too unlucky.

"This?"

Shake one’s head.

"That's it."

Still shaking his head.

Zhuda Caimeow thought for a moment, half-crouched down, and looked directly into the eyes of the yellow-clothed boy sitting on the chair.

"I said, Chihara ......"

"What's wrong?" He swiped the screen and looked up.

"You don't have anything else you want but the Pokemon crossover?"

"Yes, yes." He scratched his head, "It would be great if you could buy me a Pokemon Linkage PSP." ”

"Then I can only suggest that you make your debut as a rich woman as soon as possible......"

Takeda Aya Meow tapped his head, and Chihara finally turned her gaze away from the phone screen, and her eyes shone like obsidian.

"Why don't you try something else?" Zhuda Caimeow asked again.

"No, I don't." Chihara touched his nose, "I'm so good-looking, I'm sure I look good in everything, why do I need to care so much?" ”

Zhuda Caimeow shook her head and said helplessly: "I admire your shameless strength." ”

Chihara smiled and said, "This is the confidence of being a handsome guy in Tokyo." ”

"What about suits?" Zhuda Caimeow tilted his head.

"Replace it with my high school uniform, and it still looks youthful."

"Awesome!"

Zhuda Caimeow thought about it, but got up and patted Qianyuan's shoulder, and the temperament of the domineering president of the female frequency was unobstructed, "I'll take a look at it, it's good for you to sit here and play with your phone." ”

"Don't, my butt hurts after sitting for a long time, I'll go out for a walk, you can remember to contact your phone after you buy it."

"Okay."

After saying that, she waved her hand and counted the shelves in the store one by one.

It can only be said that women's desire to shop is strong, and they have to look at it if they don't buy it.

"Woohoo~"

Chihara strolled out of the Uniqlo store with a stiff neck, and stretched out in spite of the image.

A Pikachu linkage sweatshirt that I just bought, with black trousers when I go out, Mr. Chihara's ultimate aesthetics. Of course, in the end, it's all about clothes, and although it looks a little weird, it's still very handsome.

went to the milk tea shop next to him and bought a cup of coconut milk tea, he found a stool and sat down, holding an unopened drink in his hand and waiting for a certain sister to come out quickly.

Chihara pestle his chin, scratching his hair in annoyance, winter work is ditched again, and sure enough, it is still comfortable to be a salted fish.

Closing the ship's mother, bored swiping the phone, Chihara opened his own Twitter account, tapping the screen to edit out a message.

"Playing games at night?"

Aite sent Nobunaga and Matsuda, thought about it and canceled the blacklist, and privately sent a message to Sakura, who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Nobunaga replied with a "yes" at the speed of light.

Matsuda didn't react much.,It's estimated that it's a part-time job.、Recording.、Intensive reading of the original work.,You can understand the dedication of the first leader of the Iron Triangle.。

The last Sakura classmate replied with a "?" , and then there was a storm of pouring out the lovesickness that had not been seen for many days, which made people cry and be deeply moved by her enthusiasm.

A few seconds later, countless red dot messages were overwhelming.

Chihara opened the settings interface, but he didn't expect that the ontology account would also be eligible to turn off new message notifications one day, and then he slowly looked at the private chat reply.

"Why don't you die if you're bored?"

"Hurry up and send me a clarification, what bullshit boyfriend? Don't interfere with me looking for girls to post in the future!"

"If I don't speak, I'll go to the door and smash the wall and spray paint!"

Mr. Chihara couldn't help but gasp.

What a wonderful Japanese language art, breathtaking, I can't help but be blacklisted again.

……

Chihara's ears moved.

The sound of subtle footsteps is approaching.

Even though the environment was so noisy, Chihara could still hear the footsteps coming towards him.

Judging from the sound and frequency of the footsteps, it should be a girl.

This step is not Sister Zhuda, her steps will not be so elegant.

What's more, when it comes to the ears, it is crisp and itchy, shivering, and has a feeling of intuitionally natural enemy.

After a few seconds, the footsteps stopped.

Mr. Chihara swallowed, lowered his head, and covered most of his face with his hands to prevent being accosted.

If he could, he would actually prefer to put the bag of milk tea in his hand on his head.

"It's useless to pretend not to know, Chihara-kun~"

After all, didn't you escape?

The boy sighed lightly, looked up, and looked at the other.

What catches your eye is a long straight black girl who looks like a lady, with beautiful eyes and a formulaic smile on her face, which is very suitable for socializing.

He tapped his fingers on the wooden stool next to him a few times, and there was a hint of grief between his eyebrows.

"Miss Morning, if Waseda doesn't attend classes at this point, I hope to meet Miss Higashiyama instead of you."