285 No one can refuse a girl like Kasumi-sensei!

"Is it really him!?"

Hearing Feng Lu Songya's words, Sayuri, a female white-collar worker, immediately stood up excitedly when she heard this, and suddenly leaned in front of the other party with a face.

"That's right, it's exactly the same." Although he was very happy about the sudden closeness of the No. 2 beauty in the izakaya, Feng Lu Matsu also hurriedly leaned back to avoid the other party's soft pectoralis major muscles.

"Wow!! I just saw someone on the Internet say that I met Hojo-sensei at the "LUCY" crepe shop, but I didn't expect it to be true! Sayuri's face was full of joy, as if she was the one who met Kyosuke Hojo.

"Is it a celebrity?" Rednose wondered.

"Hey, uncle, this is also Shinjuku, so it's better to get a little closer to fashion!" Sayuri rolled her eyes, thinking that she wouldn't even say hello to Red Nose in the future.

"Is it the author of 'The Devotion of Suspect X'?"

With one hand propped up on the bar, the amorous proprietress interjected.

"Huh?"

The red nose exclaimed:

"Even the proprietress knows?"

He began to wonder if he was really a big man.

"Of course I know, such a talented and handsome boy is poison for a woman like me."

As the proprietress moved her red lips, which looked more moist and full under the warm yellow light, the men present all shook their Adam's apples and kept their saliva secretions.

Damn, what kind of sacredness is it, it makes such a sexy proprietress think about it!

The red nose was coded in his heart, and Sayuri on the side nodded in agreement.

"It's strange that you don't know, Tomorrow-san, right?" The proprietress continued.

"Huh? I never read books, so it's not surprising that I don't know a new author, right? Mr. Tomorrow the Red Nose wondered.

"Even if you don't read, you've heard of him!" Sayuri, a female white-collar worker, slammed the table.

Mr. Tomorrow wanted to refute, but when he saw the proprietress and several other diners on the side nodding, he couldn't help but have a sense of absurdity. Could it be that their perception has been tampered with? Why am I the only one who doesn't know.

"Hey, Iguchi, you know that Hojo-sensei too?" He turned his head to look at his drinking buddies and asked.

"Tomorrow, you'd better drink less, I think you're going to forget about what you owe me."

Iguchi sighed:

"Your company is in Sanchome, isn't there a super sensational signing party in Kinokuniya this year? Because there are so many people, the police station has sent a lot of people to maintain it, you don't remember it at all? When the two of us passed by the queue that day, didn't you still envy that it was good to be a writer, there were so many beautiful book lovers. ”

"Ahhh I remember! ”

Mr. Tomorrow exclaimed:

"Wow! It's amazing, I thought it was a TV series at first, and the people in line were all big beauties. ”

The memories buried by alcohol suddenly molded, and Mr. Tomorrow began to talk endlessly about the beautiful women he saw that day, the book lovers who lined up to find Kyosuke Hojo for autographs.

Sayuri and the proprietress glanced at each other, and the words "Heh, man" involuntarily appeared in their hearts.

Obviously, there was no reaction like a scrapped old computer before, but when it comes to beauty, it instantly resurrects with full blood and becomes a high-performance memory bank.

"Bastard!"

Suddenly, Mr. Tomorrow scolded:

"There are so many beautiful book lovers, even if there are so many beautiful book lovers, are people still so handsome! If you look so handsome, why don't you go and be a male publicist! ”

These words immediately resonated with Iguchi and several other men, and everyone nodded their heads one after another. Yes, since you can eat with your face and serve the rich woman with peace of mind, why do you have to roll with them who work hard?

"Yes, if Hojo-sensei goes to be a cowherd, I will definitely work harder!"

Sayuri, a female white-collar worker, also lamented.

"Let's both go together."

The proprietress clasped her hands in front of her chest and smiled coquettishly, this action suddenly made the plump fuller, and it was almost ready to come out.

Hearing this, the men's minds couldn't help but have such a scene, the sassy and capable white-collar beauty and the amorous izakaya proprietress snuggled up to both sides of Kyosuke Hojo, the former was still wearing professional clothes that he hadn't had time to change, but the three buttons at the collar of the white shirt were all unbuttoned, and the tightly wrapped baby in the day kept moving towards Kyosuke Hojo. Not to mention the izakaya proprietress who still smelled of oil smoke on her body, her soft and mature body wrapped around Kyosuke Hojo like a snake, and her full red lips were pouted like a little girl.

Ah, bastard!

There is no professional accomplishment of male public relations! You're from that store, and we're going to complain fiercely!

Mr. Tomorrow scolded angrily in his heart.

"Ahem, don't be a male publicist, it's a waste of his talent. And I remember that Hojo-sensei didn't already have a girlfriend? Didn't you have a poll on Yahoo last time? ”

Iguchi coughed twice and tried to defend his paradise izakaya.

"Girlfriend? Vote? ”

Mr. Tomorrow's eyes widened, wondering why the two words were related.

"It's just that a gossip magazine listed the candidates who were suspected to be Hojo-sensei's girlfriend, and then netizens voted." Iguchi explained as he looked it up on his phone.

It's okay if you don't explain it, but when you explain it, Mr. Tomorrow is even more confused.

Why does this sound more and more outrageous, even the girlfriend suspect has come out and voted? Isn't this a public resource!

"Now, you see, this is it." Iguchi handed over his phone.

Mr. Tomorrow took it and looked at it, and immediately wanted to drop the phone.

"What can be seen in this!"

The options to vote for are almost all mosaics, so mushy that you can't even see the colors clearly.

"There's no way around it, after all, I'm not a public figure."

"Oh, speaking of which, Hiro-san, you just said you saw Hojo-sensei eating the same crepe with a girl, right?" Sayuri, a white-collar worker, asked.

"Huh?"

Feng Lu Matsu also just wanted to say yes, but he immediately became vigilant, he didn't know the identity of Kyosuke Hojo and could say it casually, but now if he talks nonsense, I'm afraid it will cause trouble. He's not like Mr. Tomorrow who doesn't go online, and he's read a lot of gossip about Kyosuke Hojo. In the past, he thought it was a rumor, but after a short contact just now, he began to suspect that the news on the Internet was still somewhat restrained, how could that awesome momentum be just a small bad, I believe it when you say it is a century-old underworld family!

"Actually, it's not eating together, it's Hojo-sensei eating alone, and the girl is standing next to him and watching quietly." He weighed his words.

"Cut! actually let the girl watch herself eat, and she is really handsome and talented, so she can do whatever she wants. ”

Mr. Tomorrow complained unhappily, although he didn't finish speaking, but his meaning was clear that Kyosuke Hojo was able to find a girlfriend only by his face and talent, and his character was not good at all.

"Ah, I really want to stand aside and quietly watch Hojo-sensei eat crepes."

Sayuri said enviously, in fact, if she could, she still wanted to squat in front of Hojo-sensei, raise her face and use her mouth to catch the food scraps that might fall. That...... That's what Hojo-sensei leftovers.

Even if I didn't hear Sayuri's heart, just that sentence full of envy had already made Mr. Tomorrow grit his teeth with jealousy.

"Oh! I remember! The girl also wiped Hojo-sensei's mouth with a hand towel, and the action was very intimate. Alomatsu also added.

nice! Well done, Bath, it's to crush Sayuri's delusions cleanly like this! Mr. Tomorrow cheered in his heart.

"Come on, Cool, the girl you saw, isn't this Teacher Xia Shizi?" Mr. Tomorrow handed over his mobile phone and asked by pointing to the few people with photos on it.

"Hey, that's my phone."

Wellguchi muttered, but quickly leaned in curiously.

"What's the matter, you guy wants to know it too!"

Mr. Tomorrow said casually, the voting interface on the mobile phone screen was clearly displayed, and the vote at the well mouth was voted for the teacher Xia Shizi.

"Ahem, isn't that a matter of course!"

Wellguchi whispered that life is so boring and boring, since you don't want to discuss more boring politics, then talking about celebrity gossip is the best choice. This is one of the good reasons why weekly magazines, especially gossip magazines, are still alive today.

"What, how do you think Kasumi Shiko is Hojo-sensei's girlfriend! What a bad vision! ”

Sayuri complained, looking quite unhappy.

Forehead...... Does this need a reason?

As long as it's a man, who wouldn't want to have a girlfriend like Kasumiko-sensei?

Mr. Tomorrow and Iguchi glanced at each other, and both saw each other's thoughts.

The picture of the voting option is a photo taken by the media when Kasumigaoka Shiwa held a book signing. Wearing a white short blazer, the lower body is a light blue tube skirt, and the beautiful legs are wrapped with black silk as usual.

The photo was taken from the side, and even if there was no deliberate pose, the perfect figure was still revealed. Especially the pair of slender black silk legs under the table, just sitting is so long, standing up can't be longer than your own life? Not to mention the breathtakingly towering twin peaks

So it took only 0.1 seconds for the two middle-aged men to determine that this Kasumi Shiko was definitely Kyosuke Hojo's girlfriend, and there was no doubt and no refutation was accepted. With the dignity of a man, no one will refuse such a hot beauty.

The cold and pretty face without any expression, the cold and abstinent sister is the royal sister, this, this ......

"Kasumi-sensei is definitely Kyosuke Hojo's girlfriend!!" X2

Mr. Tomorrow and Iguchi said in unison, and then looked at Furo Matsuya with blazing eyes.

"So, absolutely! Definitely not her! ”

Sayuri shouted angrily, this kind of erotic body is definitely not the type that Hojo-sensei likes! Definitely not!

Just as the literati have been inferior to each other since ancient times, women are not far behind, and in the eyes of women, there is no perfect woman in the world.

"Xia Shizi's breasts are so big, she looks like a cushion, so she can only deceive you superficial men. I could tell at a glance that there was absolutely no way that a human being could have boobs of such a perfect shape and size! ”

Sayuri said convincingly, and glanced at the proprietress as she spoke, who also nodded in agreement. Then Sayuri pointed to the comments on the voting interface and said:

"The invincible black silk legs, do you know what kind of woman will wear black silk, it is the kind of woman who has a lot of fat on her legs and has a bad leg shape to use black silk to cover up her defects!"

Tomorrow, at the wellhead, the three of them subconsciously looked down at the mobile phone screen.

Fat more? Bad leg shape? The three of them looked horizontally and vertically, and they could only see a pair of slender and round invincible black silk legs.

"Wait, Sayuri, aren't you wearing black silk?" Mr. Tomorrow noticed something suspicious.

"Yes! What's wrong! "Female white-collar workers hold their heads high, and their momentum is not lost at all.

"But you don't mean ......"

"yes, my leg shape is just not good enough, so I use black silk to cover it!"

……

It's really ruthless, in order to slander Teacher Xia Shizi, he didn't hesitate to pull himself into the water first.

The three men looked at each other and closed their mouths in tacit agreement. After all, Kasumi Shiko-sensei is Kyosuke Hojo, and the only woman they can see is Sayuri, so it's better not to make her angry. They are all mature social people, and they must learn to recognize reality.

"Ahem, who do you say if it's not Teacher Xia Shizi? If you like Hojo-sensei so much, you must have voted for it, right? Mr. Tomorrow asked.

"Don't fans all want their idols to be single for the rest of their lives? Sayuri should vote, right? "Alomatsu also has its own understanding.

"Huh? Stupid men are all mature social people, and they must learn to recognize reality. Even if I don't vote, it won't change the reality that Hojo-sensei will have a girlfriend, so why not choose one that looks more pleasing to the eye! ”

Sayuri sneered, disappointed again by the IQ of these drinking friends.

The three men glanced at each other, and they all saw the speechlessness in each other's hearts.

Do you call this recognizing reality? It's as if whoever you choose Kyosuke Hojo will be with whomever you want. And even if it's as you say, what? What's the matter, do you feel more involved when Kyosuke Hojo is nervous with his girlfriend?

complained in their hearts, and the three of them were also curious, even a super beautiful girl like Teacher Xia Shizi couldn't look down on her, who would Sayuri support.

Sayuri raised her chin arrogantly and looked around, and finally fell on the proprietress with her eyes:

"Boss, who did you vote for?"

The proprietress who was watching the play was stunned for a moment, and then smiled reluctantly:

"Oh, I didn't pay attention to that."

Is this a matter of fact, do you want to say that I don't think anyone is worthy of Hojo-sensei except me? How embarrassing is that......

"That's ......"

Sayuri muttered, and then proudly announced her choice:

"Mosaic No. 1, of course!"

"Huh?"

The three men immediately lowered their heads and looked at the voting interface, and there were two high-praise comments under that option:

"Kyoko: Nonsense! Absolutely absolutely absolutely is definitely the No. 1 mosaic, do you know what a childhood sweetheart is? If you see them getting along with each other on a daily basis, you would never say such stupid things, you single dog!" - 6602 likes

"Shadow Emperor: I know, but I can't say it, I understand everything I understand, and if I don't understand, I don't understand you either. Mosaic No. 1, absolutely!" - Likes: 331

Because another period of time has passed, the number of likes has increased compared to before. However, the latter one is too a riddler, so there are many more people scolding below.

"Why do Sayuri think that's it?" Mr. Tomorrow asked, there was nothing to be seen in this piece of high-paste mosaic, who would choose this except the Riddler!

"Hmph, do you know what a childhood sweetheart is! This is the most beautiful love in the world, haven't you seen those comments? Those are obviously insiders, even Hojo-sensei's friends said so, how can it be fake! Sayuri said categorically.

"But ......"

"Absolutely! Absolutely this can only be it! Sayuri waved his hand, interrupting the wellhead's words.

"Hearing Sayuri say this, I also think it's a childhood sweetheart." The proprietress said suddenly.

"Ah, why don't you even ...... the boss?"

"Oooh! I get it, too! ”

Feng Lu Song's eyes suddenly lit up.

"What? You got it? Wellguchi said speechlessly.

"Iguchi-san, you still don't understand women." Aloo whispered, then leaned his head over and whispered openly.

"Even Sayuri, an invincible beautiful girl like Teacher Xia Shizi, who has a great figure and face, can't look down on her, who do you think she will identify with?"

"This ......"

The answer is no one! Therefore, if there is a woman in her heart who can become Hojo-sensei's girlfriend, then it can only be a childhood sweetheart who wins by luck! ”

Feng Lu Song also said categorically, and Iguchi and Mr. Tomorrow also nodded in admiration.

"I see, it makes sense!"

"That Sayuri, do you know the name of Hojo-sensei's childhood sweetheart? I think I heard Hojo-sensei call that girl's name just now. Feng Lu Song also said.

"Name!?" Sayuri's eyes lit up, and the gossip radar was activated instantly.

"yes, it seems to be called glass? I'm not sure which kanji it is, but I know that the pronunciation is like this. ”

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