Hojo Kyosuke followed Tanaka into the locker room, changed into a waiter uniform, and the machine began to work.

Until the restaurant closed, he was screaming with hunger, and he was still thinking about a question:

Who am I? What am I doing?

No, what Kyosuke Hojo was thinking was, didn't I come to eat? Why did you suddenly become a waiter? Is it labor in exchange for food? But my mother didn't tell me?

The waiter's job was far less enjoyable than practicing kendo, and since it was his first time doing this job, Kyosuke Hojo sat motionless in his chair and watched the other waiters clean. Maybe for the sake of being a newcomer, others also acquiesced in his laziness.

"Aoji, you've really worked hard tonight." A man who looked like a manager walked over and said.

"Thanks to the new waiter, otherwise tonight wouldn't have been so good." Miki Okuji ruffled her hair and looked at Kyosuke Hojo who was sitting in a chair with a smile.

"New waiter? But didn't the newcomer who said he was going to come today already tell me that he wasn't coming? The manager wondered.

"And who is he?!" Okuji asked in surprise with his mouth covered.

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone in the restaurant looked at Kyosuke Hojo.

Kyosuke Hojo also looked down at his hands, so he was caught again?

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Miki Okuji folded her hands on her lower abdomen and kept bowing and apologizing.

Why is this happening?

Miki Okuji groaned inwardly, the boss's relatives came to the restaurant to eat, but he commanded him as a waiter for a night.

Kyosuke Hojo was gobbling up his food, and after rolling a large circle of pasta with a fork and stuffing it into his mouth, he looked at Miki Okuji, or more precisely, at the sudden spring light.

It's glaring!

"It's okay, I'm also responsible, it's that I didn't make it clear to you."

After swallowing a mouthful full of food and taking a sip of water, Kyosuke Hojo said.

The manager didn't know where to run for a long time, so it would be more powerful for Miki Okuji to handle this kind of thing by herself, who is very charming.

"You've worked all night anyway, can I compensate you with my salary tonight?"

When she said this, Miki Okuji's heart was bleeding, and the bag she liked was about to be postponed again.

"It's not necessary, it's a good experience." Kyosuke Hojo flatly refused, although he was now on the verge of falling into a deficit, but spending women's money was such a thing...... Well, at least not yet.

"Then I will be uneasy inside, please give me a chance to make it up to you." Miki Okuji said with one hand on her chest.

She felt really guilty in her heart, although the young man in front of her was pulled by herself to work all night, but she didn't complain at all when she worked, and now she knows that it was a misunderstanding and she doesn't blame herself at all.

"In that case......" Kyosuke Hojo put down his knife and fork, crossed his hands over his chest, and looked Miki Okuji up and down.

He wouldn't want to make any bad demands on me, would he? Miki Okuji was a little nervous, and then she saw Kyosuke Hojo smile softly.

"Then when I come to dinner in the future, will you eat with me?"

"Huh?" Miki Okuji almost thought she had heard it wrong, what kind of compensation was this? Does he compensate himself?

"If you eat with you, the food will become even more delicious." Kyosuke Hojo inserted a piece of foie gras and gestured to Miki Okuji.

"If the store isn't busy......" Miki Okuji blushed a little, she didn't expect to be embarrassed by a boy so much younger than herself.

"Then let's talk about it!" Kyosuke Hojo took the last bite of food, then looked around the restaurant, and the two of them were the only ones left in the entire hall.

"Speaking of the senior of the temple, aren't you going home yet?"

"It's okay to call me Aosi, I'm waiting for you, I'll be responsible for locking the door after you finish eating." Miki Okuji took out the key and shook it.

"Then you can also call me Kyosuke, can you put the cutlery here?"

"Wait a minute, I'll put them in the back kitchen." After Miki Okuji said this, she hurriedly carried a large stack of plates to the back kitchen.

Kyosuke Hojo started his motorcycle and came to the door of the restaurant, Miki Okuji was locking the door, and Kyosuke Hojo waited while enjoying the view.

"Do you need me to take you home?" Kyosuke Hojo asked.

"No, I live in Wenjing District, and it's a quick subway ride to get there."

Miki Okuji has already changed her uniform and put on a short sleeve with straight shoulders, revealing her straight collarbone. The lower body is gold jeans with a white trouser belt, which is full of fashion.

"Bunkyo District? I also live there, near Sendagi Station. Kyosuke Hojo said.

"I live at Ochanomizu University." Miki Okuji said with some surprise.

"Then you're welcome, let's go together." Kyosuke Hojo invited again.

Miki Okuji hesitated a little and agreed, even if she didn't mention that Rocket 33 was an attraction for an urban fashion woman like her, it was also an attraction for former babes. The good impression that Kyosuke Hojo left on her today alone made her unbearable to refuse again and again.

"Put on my coat, it's pretty cold at night." Kyosuke Hojo took off his coat and handed it over.

"Well, thank you." Miki Okuji took the coat, and as soon as she put it on, the slowly masculine aura made her face even redder.

"Hold on, I'm leaving."

Kyosuke Hojo has gradually discovered the beauty of motorcycles, not in the sense of freedom in speeding through the streets, but in the shock waves every time he takes his sister.

Soon, Kyosuke Hojo followed Miki Okuji's guidance to an apartment building. Because of the dense number of schools in Bunkyo District, there are many apartments of all kinds.

"See you tomorrow, then."

"See you tomorrow, Kyosuke-kun."

Miki Okuji stood in place, clutching the sleeve of her coat and watching Kyosuke Hojo's taillights fade away.

Ah, he forgot to give his coat back to him. Forget it, it's the same for him tomorrow, just help him clean it tonight.

Miki Okuji turned around and walked into the apartment building.

On the other side, Kyosuke Hojo also returned home.

turned on the TV, dialed his mother's phone, and shared with her the embarrassing things that happened tonight.

Honk~

A prompt popped up on the phone, and Sakura Yamauchi sent a message.

As soon as Kyosuke Hojo clicked on it, a headshot of Sakura jumped out.

The whole photo is 90% of Sakura's smiling face, the chestnut eyes that are rippling in the sunlight seem to be flickering, and her happiness can be clearly seen in the eight snow-white neat teeth that are quite rare in the neon. I don't know if it's fun or because I'm going to take pictures to show Kyosuke Hojo.

"Kyosuke, I went shopping in Akihabara with my classmates today. Saw a lot of cosers! I didn't expect the eldest lady of the diplomat family to be willing to accompany me to a place like Akihabara, the blonde lady I told you about last time, how about it, it's beautiful. ”

Seeing this, Kyosuke Hojo looked at the photo carefully, and finally saw the touch of gold in the gap between Sakura's scissor hands. Not to mention the face, even the hair can only be seen in a small bit.

"I don't know if she's pretty or not, because my eyes are full of you." Kyosuke Hojo replied helplessly.

"Hee-hee-hee, Kyosuke, you're too sensual. Next time, I'll say a little more of this~"

Looking at the information, Hojo Kyosuke seemed to have Sakura's hippie smiling face in front of him.

"Rest early, don't eat too much at night, don't trouble your liver!"

"Got it! Good night, Kyosuke! ”

Kyosuke Hojo couldn't help but laugh out loud as he looked at the bulging cat head at the end of this message.

"Good night, Sakura."

After taking a sip of water, Kyosuke Hojo thought for a moment and sent a message to Glass.

"Glass, are you going to hang out together on Saturday?"

He knew that if he didn't take the initiative, the little fool would not have mustered the courage to invite her. Maybe when she finally makes up her mind, Kyosuke Hojo will have other things to do. So it's better to take the initiative yourself.

"Okay!" Glass replied to messages in seconds, as if he was always in front of his phone.

It's true, as early as Friday, Glass wanted to invite Kyosuke Hojo to hang out with him on the weekend. But when chatting in the group, I met Sakura who had already booked a weekend for Kyosuke Hojo, so I had to give up.

So the two days of the weekend were a little unhappy, even if Naoka took her to the part-time Miaomiao Club to play, those cute cats only made her a little happy.

Now I'm lying on the bed with my phone and I'm struggling with whether to make the first move, and I'm going to play with Kyosuke Hojo next weekend.

A message of more than a dozen words was written and deleted.,Deleted and written.,Naoka Ueno next to me couldn't stand it and wanted to help her send it directly.。

Unexpectedly, now Kyosuke-kun actually took the initiative to send a message to ask her out.

"Call Naohua and we'll go with us." - Kyosuke Hojo

"Naohana, Kyosuke-kun asked us to hang out together next weekend." Seeing this information, Glass did not get angry in the slightest, but immediately turned his head to look at Naoka Ueno, who was removing makeup.

"I'm going to work part-time on the weekend, you and Kyosuke can go and have fun." Naoka Ueno wiped her eyeshadow intently.

"Naoka said she was going to work part-time on the weekend." - Nishinomiya Glass

"Okay, then you can think ahead of time where we're going to play. Good night, Glass. —Kyosuke Hojo

"Uh-huh, good night, Kyosuke-kun."

Did you start working part-time in junior high school? Is there such a lack of money for direct flowers?

Putting away his phone, Kyosuke Hojo thought suspiciously, when will I ask her.

Also, I don't know where Naoka works part-time, so let's go and cheer her up when the time comes.