Tokyo Love Story

If nothing unexpected happened, from his perspective, when they were alone, this girl who claimed to be a maid had indeed reached the point where she would not stop saying anything shocking.

“Literally.”

Ejima Miu blinked, a hint of cunning flashing across her brows.

"But, I know that Master wants me to be more straightforward, right?" Ejima Myo stretched out her tone, leaned close to Kitagawa Che's ear, and whispered word by word, "Is it holding hands, kissing, or... already on the base?"

She had witnessed the first two stages with her own eyes, but that didn’t stop her from asking again.

Sometimes, 'asking questions even though you already know the answer' is also an excellent tactic.

"What are you thinking about!" The girl's warm breath tickled Beichuan Che's ears. He subconsciously shrank his neck and glared at someone in reproach, "Am I that kind of person?"

"Hmm..." Ejima Tadashi looked Kitagawa Che up and down carefully, "In the past, no. But now..."

"Now?"

Kitagawa Che frowned slightly and looked at Ejima Miu.

He didn't know who this girl learned this from. She didn't learn the good things, but only learned how to keep people in suspense.

"Well, it still needs to be considered?"

Ejima Miu raised her eyebrows, smiled slightly and said this.

She originally wanted to say that if her young master said no, then she could help him in various ways.

From assists to auxiliary practice objects, all are possible.

However, someone's answer was beyond her imagination.

But, it's normal.

After all, that's who he is.

Besides, this is the case with many things. It’s not that they are inappropriate, but that the time has not come yet.

Ding, ding, ding.

The red light turned green.

Ejima Myo tightened her master's hand.

"Let's go, Master, it's time to go home."

Thanks to Junchez, Dielanyou Xiaomuyue, Bu Zhiliang, Don't Look at Me You Can't See, Huawanqingqiu, and Time Passes 299 for their monthly tickets. Your support is my motivation for writing.

I feel much better today, but my chest is still in the classic condition of the first yang period. The muscles hurt from coughing. Ah, everyone should pay attention to protection.

Chapter 179 Uncut Jade

The private hotel is located in a bustling area in Shinagawa Ward. It is a very famous hotel, but there is not much detailed information about it on the Internet.

Unlike most business hotels, it is not for profit. It is more like a membership salon serving a specific user group. It is not open to non-members. Even if you are a member, it only provides reservation services.

Because of this, in a sense, being able to obtain membership of this hotel means that you have entered the membership circle of this hotel.

However, for Beichuan Che, he didn’t care what kind of legendary color this hotel had, nor did he care how many celebrities this hotel had served. The only thing he cared about was the name of this hotel.

, is the name of a song he listens to from time to time.

Before he traveled through time, this song had been played several times in the streets and alleys and was very popular.

Later, as time passed, although the popularity never reached its original peak, the familiar melody could still be heard from time to time in some convenience stores.

Shaking his head, Beichuan Che withdrew his gaze, then raised his watch and looked at the time.

The meeting time he and Yukisa Morishima had agreed to meet was 6 o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still about five minutes left until 6 o'clock.

According to his habit, he would arrive at least ten minutes early, but even if he left home early, the traffic flow during the evening rush hour was still beyond his control.

Coming out of the subway station, he thought that it was almost time and the hotel was still three kilometers away, so he thought about taking a taxi. After observing for half a minute and confirming that this section of the road was not too congested, he stretched out his hand to stop a taxi that happened to pass by.

He thought, even during rush hour, there would always be uncongested sections of the road, right?

Then he paid the price for his luck.

After passing an intersection, the road, which originally had some gaps, suddenly became congested. It was no exaggeration to describe it as a school of moving sardines.

Fortunately, the taxi driver's level was not low. Even in the congested traffic, he showed absolute driving skills. He took advantage of every opportunity and arrived here before he was late.

Raising his eyebrows, Beichuan Che looked at the busy road.

The current scene of the city was reflected in his eyes.

Tokyo at dusk seemed to be covered with a light layer of sugar color.

In a film-like texture filter, this prosperous steel forest has lost some of its past indifference and ruthlessness, and has gained some of the tenderness and affection between lovers.

The vehicles moving slowly in the traffic flow emitted dazzling light under the dusk. The figures of pedestrians on both sides of the street seemed blurred under such light. It seemed as if time had really slowed down suddenly.

"Che, this way."

A slightly cold voice sounded behind him, and Beichuan Che turned his head subconsciously.

A beautiful figure slowly appeared in his eyes.

Yukisa Morishima has delicate makeup on her face.

Although she was not wearing any jewelry, her swan-like slender neck and skin as delicate as mutton-fat jade were already outstanding enough.

His gaze shifted slightly downward.

The slim black long dress wrapped around the girl's soft and graceful body. Below was her slender waist, flat belly, and the white calves that could be caught a glimpse between the hems of the skirt, and her soft feet wearing black high heels.

She tied her long black hair into a neat single ponytail.

This piece of "unpolished jade" that usually doesn't show its true colors has finally shed its original "disguise" today and blossomed with the dazzling brilliance it deserves.

From Kitagawa Che's personal perspective, he can assert that as for Morishima Yukisa's outfit today, it is absolutely the person who makes the clothes look better.

"How about it?"

Morishima Yukisa rolled up a strand of black hair behind her ear, raised her eyebrows, and met Kitagawa Che's gaze with open eyes, her beautiful eyes full of anticipation.

If the two of them had just met for the first time in life, her action of allowing himself to be looked at would have been impossible, let alone being able to do it, even just thinking about it would have been impossible.

But like the saying goes, many things are evolving.

At that time, she had never thought that she would become a partner with Kitagawa Che, nor had she thought that this classmate would accompany her through so many things.

"very beautiful!"

Beichuan Che coughed lightly, raised his thumb, and gave a concise evaluation.

"That proves that I have a good eye."

Morishima Yukisa blinked, took light steps, and walked slowly to his side.

Before the concert, her mother discussed the issue of costumes with her for a long time, but she personally felt that the previous ones were a bit lacking.

She kept choosing and choosing until her mother almost collapsed, and finally she fell in love with this dress at first sight.

“Do you know what is the most important thing in portrait photography?”

Beichuan Che did not rush to answer, but instead asked a question.

what? "

Yukisa Morishima was stunned for a moment.

Even though she and Beichuan Che have known each other for such a long time, sometimes she still has trouble following his train of thought.

“Without considering post-editing, it’s a model.”

Beichuan Che said this quite seriously.

This was the most straightforward compliment he could give to his partner.

"meaning is……"

Morishima Yukisa's eyes lit up slightly.

How could she not hear the implicit compliment from Beichuan Che?

"Ahem, alright..." Beichuan Che interrupted the girl. If she really let him finish, he would be embarrassed. "Let's get back to the topic, okay?"

Seeing what Kitagawa Che said, Morishima Yukisa stopped dwelling on it and pointed to the entrance of the hotel, motioning for the two of them to talk while walking.

"Wait for a long time?"

She knew Beichuan Che's habits. He would arrive quite a while in advance for every agreed time.

For him, the word "punctuality" seems to have a special magic.

"No, to be exact, I just arrived."

Beichuan Che shook his head.

“Is the road crowded?”

Morishima Yukisa raised her eyebrows, with more concern in her eyes.

"It's not too crowded..." Beichuan Che turned his head away, avoiding Morishima Yukisa's sight, "It's just that I may have underestimated the main traffic artery during rush hour."

"Oh."

Yukisa Morishima nodded thoughtfully.

She came with her mother. They arrived at noon and had been confirming everything that needed to be confirmed.

"correct."

Beichuan Che slowed down his pace and suddenly remembered something.

"Which floor is this concert on?"

"Sixteenth floor."

Overestimate yourself, sry

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Chapter 180: Han Chuan is no longer with us

After the waiter at the door showed the invitation letter, Kitagawa Che and Morishima Yukisa walked into the elevator one after another.

After pressing the sixteenth floor button, as the elevator door closed, both of them breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

"a little nervous?"

Morishima Yukisa noticed the little expression on Kitagawa Che's face and smiled. She then felt a lot more relaxed and asked in a soft tone.

"No, I just don't really like wearing relatively formal clothes like this."

Beichuan Che shook his head.

Compared to before the time travel, Kitagawa Che is not very interested in "formal clothes" after the time travel.

Even though this suit was custom-made, with top-notch texture, fabric and workmanship, he still felt that everyday casual wear was more comfortable.

"Because it feels tight?"

Yukisa Morishima guessed thoughtfully.

In her impression, Beichuan Che is the kind of person who would say such things.

"Yes."

Beichuan Che nodded, turned his eyebrows away, and there was more emotion in his eyes.

Whether before or after the time travel, he had actually already adapted to such formal occasions. But one thing is for sure, some things have to be adapted to just because one has to. As for whether one likes it or not, most people would put a big cross on it.

For example, going to work, or attending social events that are necessary for work.

Seeing Beichuan Che's expression, Morishima Xuesa didn't say anything, but just turned her eyebrows away silently, and naturally opened the conversation, "There are many people coming this time, and many of them are old seniors."

"So, you can get quite a few "familiar faces" this time?"

Hearing this, Beichuan Che made a joke.

"No..." Morishima Yukisa pursed her red lips gently, "What I mean is, I don't really like this kind of environment either."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kitagawa Che almost subconsciously turned his eyebrows and looked at Morishima Yukisa, who met his gaze without flinching, and even blinked at him playfully.