I have bound two systems.

"Hmm, what's up?"

Ichichi Hoshige wondered if he was bringing up the subject now out of will.

Chisato Suzumiya put on her shoes. Even though she was standing on the ground slightly lower than the corridor, she was still taller than Xingge in front of her.

"I was thinking that when our company gets bigger, if uncle is willing, he can come over to help us."

Xingge took a deep breath, then chuckled after realizing what was happening.

"You evil capitalist, you want our whole family to work for you."

Suzumiya Chisato shrugged.

"It's true. Exploitation is addictive."

"okay."

Enough of the joking.

Xingge curled her lips, turned her head and lowered her eyes to hide the smile that she could no longer suppress.

"Wait until your company can really reach that level, then we'll talk about it."

This is a perfunctory but also ample response.

Suzumiya Chisato didn't care. She smiled, turned around and left.

After the door was closed, Yidizhi Xingge put his hands on his cheeks, his mind wandering.

Being able to stand in her shoes and consider her and Hongxia is just one of them.

What concerned her even more was that when he mentioned the company's previous pronoun, he used "we" instead of "I".

on purpose?

Unintentional?

Ijichi Xingge felt an indescribable heat wandering through her body, spreading to her face.

"elder sister?"

"what?"

"What's wrong? Your face is so red. Did you catch a cold?"

"No, it's okay."

Ijichi Xingge didn't dare to stay there and face her sister's suspicious gaze. She held her face with her hands and ran back to the room without looking back.

Hong Xia was left standing in the living room, looking at the door her sister had closed forcefully, then turned her head to look at the door that Suzumiya Chisato had just left, and stood there thinking.

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After leaving Ijichi's house, Chisato Suzumiya hailed a taxi directly on the roadside.

What he said to Xingge before leaving was not just a courtesy, but he really intended to do so.

The Ichichi sisters have such good character, so the father who raised them must not be too bad.

Furthermore, even if it was out of utilitarian thinking that he could make Hong Xia and Xing Ge work more diligently under him, he also felt that this method of winning them over was a sure win.

But since Xingge has given that answer, let's put this matter aside for now and talk about it later.

There was a bit of traffic jam in Tokyo at night, and it took more than 40 minutes, and at around 8 o'clock, Chisato Suzumiya finally returned to the downstairs of her apartment.

I should have taken the tram earlier.

After paying the money, Chisato Suzumiya walked into the tower lobby with her luggage.

When he was about to swipe his card to pass the access control, he suddenly felt a familiar figure in his peripheral vision. He slowly took a few steps back and looked towards the sofa on the side.

Ms. Yamada Ryo, one of the members of the band The End, with short light blue hair and a teardrop mole below her left eye, and an absolutely iconic look, was leaning on the sofa and sleeping soundly.

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Chapter 101 Straight Ball Offensive

In the waiting hall downstairs of the apartment building, Yamada Ryo was sleeping soundly on the sofa. Because of her beautiful face and her nonchalant behavior, several passers-by turned their heads to look at her, and some even whispered and discussed with their friends and family.

After all, it is quite rare in reality to see a young girl falling asleep so defenselessly in public.

The moment Suzumiya Chisato noticed Yamada Ryo, she stood there with her left hand on her forehead and sighed deeply. She felt that the fatigue that originally did not exist in her body suddenly surged out.

Because of the two unspeakable things that happened during the comfort trip, he now has a headache whenever he sees Yamada Ryo and doesn't know how to deal with it.

A guy who makes people worry.

This was the first thought that came to his mind.

But I can't just leave Yamada Ryo here. It's obvious that the reason she's here is to find me, but I don't know how long she has been waiting.

Chisato Suzumiya took out her cell phone and glanced at it, then walked over after confirming that she had not received any messages or calls from her.

While sleeping, Yamada Ryo seemed to feel someone touching his body. His eyelids moved slightly, and then he opened his eyes hazily, staring blankly at Suzumiya Chisato who withdrew her hand with a helpless look on her face.

She maintained this confused posture for a while, and then her eyes suddenly widened, her body trembled exaggeratedly, and she shrank back with extreme helplessness and grievance, hugging her chest with her hands as if she had encountered a pervert, with a tearful expression on her face, as if she was about to cry out loud at the next moment.

The acting is really good.

Suzumiya Chisato raised her forehead.

"…Don't worry, I didn't touch you."

"That's it..."

After mumbling to himself with a tone that was unclear whether it was regret or disappointment, Yamada Ryo yawned lightly and then stood up slowly as if nothing had happened.

"Actually, it's okay to touch him. If it's the president... I can do it."

She lowered her eyes and looked in front of herself at a 45-degree angle, with her hands behind her back, showing just the right amount of shyness.

"You haven't woken up yet, have you?"

Suzumiya Chisato stared at her speechlessly.

"You didn't respond. Doesn't that make me look like an idiot? The president is even more boring than I thought. Never mind... Welcome home."

"You are an idiot, and this is not the right time to say this..."

Chisato Suzumiya had a lot of complaints in her heart, but the lobby downstairs in the apartment building was indeed not a place where she could talk in peace. There were many people coming and going, constantly casting curious glances in this direction. It turned out that no matter which country the residents were from, they all had the potential gene to watch the fun.

In that case, no matter what happens, let’s go home and talk about it first.

Suzumiya Chisato nodded.

"Don't be stupid anymore, follow me."

Yamada Ryo responded obediently with an “Oh”.

He turned around, swiped the access control, and took Yamada Ryo into the elevator.

As the elevator went up, Suzumiya Chisato glanced at Yamada Ryo and asked casually,

"Why are you sleeping on the sofa in the hall?"

Yamada looked at him and answered as if it was a matter of course.

"Of course it's because tile floors are too hard and too cold, making them uncomfortable to sleep on and easy to catch a cold. They're also not very decent, but sofas don't have so many problems."

"..."

Chisato Suzumiya lowered her head and held her forehead again, this time with a long sigh.

I always feel that my head hurts more.

He regrouped and made his point clear.

"I mean, why did you come to my place? Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, I have something to tell the president. I want to discuss my future thoughts and career plans after I leave the band with the president."

It's just official business, that's fine.

"What time did you come?"

"It's about six o'clock. I came here before I had dinner."

"I didn't ask you about eating."

"But I am a little hungry."

Yamada Ryo lowered his head and touched his belly sadly.

"If the president doesn't think of a solution, I will most likely not be able to get up smoothly tomorrow morning due to malnutrition, thus delaying the band activities that have already been arranged, which will have serious consequences."

"I will give you food! I will prepare food for you when we get to my house later! So now stop interrupting and answer my questions!"

"Oh."

Suzumiya Chisato took a deep breath to calm herself down, realizing that she couldn't just follow her own thinking when dealing with this guy.

"Why don't you call me? If I don't come back tonight, are you going to wait on the couch all night?"

"No, I originally planned to wait for a while. If you didn't come back, I would go home, but I didn't expect to fall asleep while waiting, and then when I woke up, you were already in front of me. It didn't feel like I had waited very long, and I happened to have had enough sleep."

“…That’s really cause for celebration.”

After getting off the elevator, Suzumiya Chisato stepped into the apartment she hadn't been to for a week, got slippers for herself and Yamada Ryo, and walked into the living room.

"Please sit down for a while. I'll go see if there's anything ready to fill your stomach."

"No need for expensive tea or coffee. I can't get used to them."

"Don't worry, even if I have that, I will keep it for myself and drink it secretly. I won't use it to entertain you."

Chisato Suzumiya took off her coat and threw it casually on the sofa, then walked to the balcony and saw that the food and fresh water she had left before leaving were consumed in normal amounts, but there was no sign of the Black Wings.

The window was slightly open, so I guess it went out to play.

Chisato Suzumiya was not too worried. In fact, the bird was smarter than most people, so there was really no need to worry.

He turned and walked into the kitchen.

Yamada Ryo watched him leave and looked around boredly, but there was nothing that particularly interested her.

After thinking about the real purpose of her visit, she tiptoed and followed behind Chisato Suzumiya, who was opening the refrigerator and looking for something in the kitchen.

Realizing that the other party didn't notice her approach, she hesitated for a moment, then moved closer with even slighter movements, tiptoed slightly, and breathed behind his neck.

The sudden warm touch on the back of his neck made Chisato Suzumiya feel like he was electrocuted. He covered his neck and turned around quickly. When he saw Yamada Ryo's smile as if he had succeeded in a mischief, he immediately understood what had happened.

"Hey, I'm talking to you...!"

The words that Chisato Suzumiya wanted to say were stuck in her throat and she didn't say them out loud.

Because he saw Yamada Ryo looking at him with a gentle smile, and his gaze was so familiar to him.

Chisato Suzumiya is definitely not a man with low emotional intelligence or else she wouldn't have been able to win over Eriri Shiwa and Kazuichi so quickly and in such a short period of time.

However, he felt a sense of déjà vu from Yamada Ryo that was so familiar to him, but it was somewhat unbelievable to him.

After all... he was the lazy person who was always out of tune, the weirdo who did strange things and said incomprehensible words, and the glutton who often secretly ate his teammates' snacks.

Although her appearance is actually in the category of cold beauty similar to Kazusa, to be honest, Suzumiya Chisato has never regarded her as a woman.

If we really have to define it strictly, Chisato Suzumiya has always regarded Yamada Ryo as a close friend with whom she can talk without having to worry about the fact that she is of the opposite sex and with whom she can talk about any topic. She is also a trustworthy comrade-in-arms who can give her opinions and suggestions on his newly created songs and work side by side with him.

And now, Yamada Ryo, who was positioned as a partner and comrade-in-arms by Suzumiya Chisato, was standing in front of him. She no longer showed the temperament of a weirdo in her unusual behavior, but showed an extremely gentle and emotional feminine temperament.

In the moment you notice the other person's temperament or such a change, in fact, many things can be seen beneath the surface without being said explicitly.

After understanding this, Chisato Suzumiya suddenly realized some obvious things that she had overlooked due to her preconceived impressions.

The Yamada Ryo in front of me was wearing a light blue French high-end plain shirt on the upper body and a pure white A-line high-waisted long skirt on the lower body. She looked slender and simple standing there, but she couldn't be ignored.

This is completely different from her previous casual and simple dressing style. It is obvious that she has dressed up carefully, and her whole body exudes an indescribable but obvious sense of refinement.

Quite touching and very beautiful.

"..."

Suzumiya Chisato's Adam's apple rolled, she forgot what she wanted to say, and looked away.

Yamada Ryo seemed to realize something, his eyes slightly bent down and squinted, but he apologized honestly.

"I'm sorry, but the president's attitude was too unguarded, so I couldn't help but play a prank."

Chisato Suzumiya turned around feeling a little uncomfortable and took out a tube of noodles from the refrigerator.