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Hearing the familiar voice coming from his ears, Kitahara Hao half-opened his eyes and raised his head slightly to look at the figure behind him.

Miwako really came here...

Don't sleep while working. Miwako Sato stretched out her hand and rubbed his head vigorously, leaned down and said in his ear, At least you should finish writing today's report before going to bed.

Her last words were spoken very softly, and only Kitahara Hao heard it.

Feeling the heat coming from his ears, Beihara Hao trembled slightly in his heart, and there was an indescribable numbness all over his body.

Is this what it feels like to hear someone talking in your ear?

But - do you want to sleep after you finish writing?

He rubbed his itchy ears, then sat up straight, nodded and responded: I understand, Sato-senpai.

That's right.

Seeing this, Miwako Sato nodded with satisfaction, then stroked his hair, then turned and walked towards the door of the Office of the First Search Section.

Since Megure Thirteen is not here today, she has to do a lot more than usual.

You and Ms. Sato have a really good relationship.

After Miwako Sato 993 walked away, Chiba and Nobu also turned their heads and asked him thoughtfully.

Just the intimate gesture of touching heads just now can prove that the relationship between the two is definitely extraordinary.

You must know that in so many years since he joined the job, this is the first time he has seen Miwako Sato being so close to a man.

The relationship between me and Sato-senpai... Kitahara Hajime raised an eyebrow slightly, thought about it carefully and replied, It's probably similar to the relationship between brother and sister, right?

After all, whether in the Metropolitan Police or on a date, Miwako always liked to touch his head subconsciously, just like a heroic big sister.

However, this feeling is also quite good.

Especially at night...

After dealing with Chiba Kazunobu for a while, Kitahara Hajime took out a computer pen specially designed for fishing from his pocket, and casually processed today's report.

Start fishing!

…

Five p.m.

Would you like to stay at my house tonight?

Kitahara Hajime, who had finished processing the report long ago, sat down opposite Miwako Sato, with her chin and arms pressed on the back of the chair, and asked with an upturned corner of her mouth.

Are you going to Kitahara's house?

Sato Miwako turned the pen in her hand, her face obviously moved, but after a moment of hesitation, she still shook her head and refused. Group 9.80?2ュ0 @5ヘ8?5 ♀6 Absolutely awesome.

...Let's wait until the weekend to go.

Although that kind of thing was indeed very comfortable, she didn't want to continue taking leave with Kitahara Hajime.

It lasted from night to four in the morning—how could you expect to be late the next day?

Moreover, she is still living with her mother and goes out to spend the night too many times, so she will inevitably be suspected.

It's the weekend... isn't it too late?

Kitahara Hao held his chin, thought carefully and said.

Today is only Tuesday, and there are still several days left before the weekend.

Friday night is okay, don't be so impatient...and- Miwako Sato blushed slightly, looked away slightly, and her voice suddenly became smaller and she said, What if I suddenly get pregnant?

What else can I do? Kitahara Hao looked at her red cheeks and couldn't help but touch it with the back of his hand. Feeling the rising temperature, a smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

What to do...

Sato Miwako blinked and asked in a nervous voice.

She had absolutely no idea whether Beitahara wanted to have children or not - it was precisely because she didn't know that she felt nervous inside.

Of course I was born, otherwise what else could I do?

Beihara Hao curled up her short hair at the temples with his fingertips and said softly.

After giving birth...

For some reason, Miwako Sato breathed a sigh of relief. The nervousness she felt just now dissipated instantly, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

Kitahara had the same idea as him.

After all, they are already twenty-eight years old, and some of the children of their high school classmates have begun to attend junior high school. Only she and Miyamoto Yumi are still single - if you think about it this way, it is indeed quite stressful.

But - now she has found someone to marry.

I don’t know when Yumi will end being single.

Thinking of her best friend, Sato Miwako also held her fair and delicate chin and thought thoughtfully.

If you have time, go help Yumi find a partner of your choice!

It happened that her mother still had a lot of blind date flyers, so she gave them all to Youmei.

Thinking this, she couldn't help but hum in pleasure.

What are you thinking, senior? You are so happy.

Beihara Hao looked at the raised corners of her mouth and asked with a chuckle.

I'm thinking about Yumi. She is the only one who is single now.

Sato Miwako reached out and knocked off the fingers that were curling her hair, and then spoke softly.

When we have time, let's go help her introduce some blind dates!

Help Miyamoto Yumi introduce a partner?

Beihara Hao rubbed the back of his hand after being hit, and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

If he dared to go, Yumei might become angry and die together with him.

Let's wait until later to talk about that kind of thing. Let's talk about other things. Kitahara Hao selectively avoided the topic and asked, Speaking of-

Senior, do you like boys or girls?

Eh?

Sato Miwako was stunned for a moment, and her eyes gradually widened.

Boy or girl... does it mean the child you want to have?

I actually... can do it. After all, that kind of thing is not something I can control.

After coming back to her senses, Sato Miwako bit her lower lip, her face turned slightly red, obviously a little shy.

I see, I prefer girls.

Kitahara Hao gently pinched his chin and said.

A girl.

Sato Miwako thought about it carefully, with a hint of expectation on her face.

but--

Isn't it a little too early to say this?

Sato Miwako gently swayed her long black stocking legs under the desk and said with her eyes slightly tilted to the side.

Pregnancy... doesn't happen that fast at all, right?

Is it early? Kitahara Hao gently tapped his fingers on the table and said thoughtfully, As long as senior works hard, you will have it soon, right?

A little... effort?

After Sato Miwako reacted, her fair ears instantly turned red, and her little feet wearing high heels under the desk couldn't help but kick him.

Why do I have to work hard for that kind of thing! She gritted her teeth and said with some dissatisfaction, You have to work hard for me too!

I understand, senior.

Kitahara Hao felt the movement under the table and reached out to hold the calf she kicked over.

Soft, smooth...

This is the feeling after buying it.

Since the weather was gloomy today, Sato Miwako also wore black pantyhose and a light blue hip skirt, which looked very tempting.

Let... let go!

Although some people were transferred away by Megure Thirteen, there were still many colleagues in the office, and everyone was working attentively, so Miwako Sato did not dare to use a loud voice at all.

Don't let go.

Kitahara Hao gently traced her tight calves with his fingertips and responded with a chuckle.

It's not like I've never been touched before, why are you so nervous?

Don't even look at where this is...

Sato Miwako clenched her fists, suppressed the numbness in her heart, took a deep breath and said.

This guy Kitahara likes to play exciting things in the office more and more!

Thinking of this, she gently kicked her other foot over, suppressing the shame in her heart and said: It's almost time to get off work, can't you be more stable?

Senior is really shy.

Kitahara Hao made a joke and let go of the hand holding her calf.

But before letting go, he also took off his black high heels.

Kita-hara!

Miwako Sato looked at the black high-heeled shoes in his hand, and her toes wrapped in black stockings clenched tightly, and she whispered his name in annoyance.

What's wrong, senior?

Damn it, don't ask questions knowingly!

Hurry up and give me the shoes back!.

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Give me my shoes back!

Miwako Sato looked at the high heels hanging on his fingertips and shouted in embarrassment.

I asked you to let go, but I didn’t ask you to take off your shoes!

Feeling the coolness on her little feet, her pink toes wrapped in black pantyhose were squeezed together tightly, without any gaps between them.

hateful!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Miwako Sato narrowed her eyes, stretched out her little foot and kicked him gently.

Wait--I'll dress you!

Sensing the position where she kicked, Kitahara Hao quickly held her toes and put the black high heels in his hands on her.

After feeling the coolness dissipate, Sato Miwako snorted proudly, and then slowly took back her feet.

It would have been nice if she had been obedient like this. She had to use some special means.

. With this thought in mind, she picked up the black tea placed beside the table and took a small sip with her lips slightly opened.

The strong aroma of tea made Miwako Sato smile.

It must be said that the black tea tasted by Kitahara Obi is the best she has ever tasted.

No wonder Yumi would come to the Search Class 1 to have tea with Kitahara when she had nothing to do.

But——Yumi seems to have not come to the search class in the past few days.

Miwako Sato couldn't help but think.

There's still half an hour before get off work ends!

Opposite him, Kitahara Hao looked up at the clock hanging on the wall and yawned out of boredom.