Behind her, she followed a woman who had half of her gauze bandaged on her head.

After the footsteps of Terajima gradually faded away, the man who was still very cowardly just now suddenly hit the table with a pair of thick and fierce eyebrows raised higher, and he shouted fiercely at the young man in front of the screen: "Yuanyi! Didn't you say that you have mastered all the information left by the guy Sakura of Odoji!"

"Tell me! What's going on?"

"ah?!"

"This is a business with the Terajima family. Do you dare to lie about such a fatal thing?!"

The man's voice almost roared, making the small objects in the conference room tremble.

Even the young man called Yuan Yi couldn't help but tremble.

"I, I don't know if there is a part of the information I left behind by my cousin... She was obviously just reading it based on PPT before, but who knew that the lady from the Terajima family would suddenly ask me to explain the updates in this information."

"Obviously, I've never had it before!"

"You still dare to talk back?"

The conference room became more and more noisy.

Walking in the corridor, Yuki Najima, who was walking in the corridor, pretended that he didn't hear it, and walked into the VIP sightseeing elevator all the way, looking at the view outside the window with a little dazzled look.

Miss Udagawa, who was bandaged into an Arab, finally dared not talk much this time.

However, just looking at Yuki Terashima's trance-eye, you can tell what she is worried about again.

Is this business that should have been done long ago?

still......

Because of that boy in the morning?

Yuki Terajima just looked out of the window from a high place, watching the scenery in front of him grow bigger and narrower his vision.

I have to say that Miss Udakawa did guess correctly.

In other words, the troubles that can be chosen for a girl named Yuki Terajima is too limited.

But it is different from the lovesickness that she was thinking about in her heart.

‘Now, which girl Iori is dating?’

She looked at the Shinjuku District, which could overlook most of the Shinjuku District, and thought to herself.

‘Igarashi Yui?’

‘Sano?’

‘The black long straight girl I saw last time?’

‘Are you still the girl next to his sister?’

The feeling of depression brought by waiting and patience made Yuki Terashima feel like the bottom of the sea, driven by heavy endless undercurrents all the time, constantly oppressing and surging.

If I have been like before, just watching from a distance and observing in secret.

Will it feel better now?

Such questions arose in Terajima's heart.

She regrets it a little.

The moment he heard that Shiina Iori had a girlfriend, he couldn't help but want to jump to the front of the stage and appear in his sight.

However, this move did not change the relationship between himself and him.

On the contrary, because of the increasing number of girls around Iori, I became increasingly unable to hold back.

Impulsive, irritable.

Always doing something inexplicable.

Thinking of this, Terajima Yuki suddenly turned his head: "Sorry, Miss Udagawa."

“Eh?”

Secretary Udagawa, who was bandaged like an Arab, was stunned and didn't react much.

It was not until a second or two that I felt like I understood the meaning of Terajima Yuki's words: "No, it's okay... Forget it, it really hurts."

Yuki Terajima turned his back: "Next time if I hear that description, I will control it to the extent that it only swells."

Miss Udagawa's face turned dark.

Is this an apology for you?!

"Yes, I get it."

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

After muttering for a long time, Miss Udagawa finally lowered her big head holding the white gauze.

However, at this time, Terajima Yuki no longer looked at her.

Turning around, Yuki Terajima clicked a number in his hand.

“Doudu…”

In a short while, the phone was connected.

A female voice full of surprise came from the opposite side.

"Hello?"

"Is Sano? It's me."

"right."

Yuki Terajima's voice was dull, and there was no ups and downs in his voice: "Iori is by your side?"

"No."

"That's right, I'll have a cocktail party next month."

"right."

"Can you call Iori to come together?"

"Then please."

"OK."

It was not until Yuki Terajima hung up the phone and the two walked out of the elevator slowly, and Udakawa asked cautiously: "Miss Hao?"

"Um?"

Udakawa observed Yuki Terashima's face and kept organizing the words. The wound on her head obviously improved her memory a lot: "You are talking to the girl on the phone who is talking to... Master Iori?"

"Um."

Speak until the sound of the voice.

Udakawa no longer dared to continue asking.

Why can other girls touch your sweetheart?

She thought so in her heart.

But I didn't dare to miss a single word.

"We still don't know what the consequences may be suffered after Miss Udakawa asked this sentence that day."

......

At night,

Shiina Iori finally solved the only business today and returned home with today's income and a full vegetable basket.

However, until he took out the key and opened the lock, there was no movement in the room.

Open the door.

The living room was quiet.

"Have you gone out for a meal?"

Shiina Iori opened her phone and looked at the communication records in the Line group.

Except for the screenshots of the game achievements posted by Yui to the group two days ago, there were no new remarks.

"Bang."

The door is closed.

Shiina Iori groped to turn on the headlights in the living room.

"Click."

The light made the entire dark living room suddenly change between black and white. The sudden light made Shiina Iori squint her eyes and took off her shoes and walked inside.

However, just took a step forward.

The scene in the living room made his expression completely stiff on his face as if it was frozen.
To be continued...