When Miyahara Nagisa and the others returned to the screening hall, they saw that the steps next to them were empty.

The chair that Shino Sano moved here before was gone.

People don't know where they are going.

"Where are hers?"

Miyahara Nagisa muttered in a low voice in confusion.

When she was in the bathroom, she had thought of seven or eight ways to fight people quietly. She was thinking about fighting with this little vixen after she came out.

As a result, the person was gone.

Miyahara Nagisa seemed to hit the cotton with another punch.

I feel a little depressed.

Shiina Iori was slightly relieved.

But he said calmly: "Maybe he still needs to work? He should have just taken the time to watch a movie."

"snort."

Miyahara Nagisa hummed softly with unknown meaning: "Maybe."

While saying that, he seemed to remember something, and said excitedly: "I think I should have given up! How could the staff set up a seat next to the couple's seat?"

"Also, Iori, you performed well just now!"

Miyahara Nagisa squinted her eyes and smiled in the dark screening room, as if she blushed a little: "As a reward... the legs, the legs can be touched for you more."

"Reward? Can you only touch your legs?"

Shiina Iori smiled and teased her.

But Miyahara Nagisa suddenly stopped talking.

She sat in her seat, lowering her head without saying a word.

It seems that it is trying to make some difficult choices.

Just thinking about it, I saw a bright red ray of redness rising from Nagisa's earlobes, all the way to the ears.

Miyahara Nagisa: "If it was Iori..."

"Um?"

Shiina Iori was stunned.

Before he could continue to answer the conversation, Nagisa Chin's actions made him swallow the rest of his words immediately.

Miyahara Nagisa took off her small leather shoes slowly, probably because of her strong physical fitness. She didn't feel much sweating all the way along. She didn't even smell a pair of white silk feet, but it was fragrant and soft.

She hesitated for a moment, then twisted her slender waist and stretched her long slender white silk legs to Shiina Iori's thighs.

The petite body lay horizontally on the couple's seat.

The head rests on the sofa-style handrail on the other side.

He pretended to continue watching the movie with a serious expression.

His face was red.

Shiina Iori looked at Miyahara Nagisa in a little surprised.

How do you feel... Nagisa Sui unexpectedly took the initiative today?

"All, anyway!"

As if seeing through Shiina Iori's emotions, Miyahara Nagisa turned her head with a shy look on her face and whispered: "My feet are sore! Rub me, rub it!"

It seems that I want to use this pale and powerless imperative statement to cover up her ‘reward’.

While talking, his feet were also stomping on Iori's legs like he was acting coquettish.

It's probably as cute as three floors.

“Yes, yes.”

Shiina Iori rubs her feet as ordered.

In the protective color of darkness, a pair of big hands gently stroked the delicate white silk feet, conveying the subtle emotions of both sides between the slight touch of the limbs.

Both of them were clearly on the big screen of the movie ahead.

But the mind is concentrated in another place.

Miyahara Nagisa didn't know what, and her little face became more and more rosy under the bright lights of the screen.

After a while, she moved slightly, pulling her calves and feet out of Iori's evil hands, curled up and snuggled up to Iori's side.

Suddenly, she suddenly asked: "Iori, who do you like Sano Shino and I?"

"The world's number one likes you."

Miyahara Nagisa supported her head with one hand and stared straight at Shiina Iori's face looking at the movie screen.

"real?"

"real."

I don't know what I saw on his face again, but a bit of uncontrollable joy appeared on Miyahara Nagisa's charming little face.

But he still hummed lightly, and his little face couldn't help but stop him from seeing his smile:

"Hmph, sweet words."

Shiina Iori rolled her eyes in the darkness.

Isn't it because you like to listen?

Miyahara Nagisa supported her face with one hand, and her voice was pleasant: "But even if you pass this time!"

“Yes, yes.”

Shiina Iori agreed in a plain voice.

Subtle thoughts.

A woman is really a creature of right and wrong.

After watching the movie, the two of them had a home-cooked meal in a restaurant outside that Nagisa was rated as "barely Iori's skill".

Then, the two of them wandered around the streets with their belly.

The next itinerary was not very disturbing, and Shiina Iori and Miyahara Nagisa made a walk around several commercial streets in Shinjuku.

When I got home, it was already 4:30 pm.

On the way back, the two bought vegetables.

"I'm back~"

Miyahara Nagisa happily threw off her leather shoes, but as soon as she entered the door, she felt something was missing, so she narrowed her eyes and looked at Iori.

Shiina Iori, who was entering the door with a basket of vegetables, was taking off her shoes, and immediately noticed Nagisa's sharp gaze.

Then, I remembered the fixed process.

"I'm back."

So, Nagisa nodded with satisfaction: "This is how home it feels like!"

However, as she said this, she suddenly realized that the atmosphere in the room was not right.

In the past, although no one came out to wander around at home at this time, I could always hear games and shouts in Yui's room. No matter how bad I was, I could see Maki watching TV in the living room.

However, today, the whole room was as quiet as death.

"Strange, where are they?"

Shiina Iori muttered.

While speaking, he entered the door without any warning.

"Click."

A crisp spring sound came from the door handle when twisting.

When Shiina Iori pushed open the door and walked into his room, the scene in front of him seemed to be frozen in place.

Looking at the scene in front of me motionlessly.

On his bed, Maki and Yui were keeping up and down postures overlapping each other.

Yui Igarashi, dressed in neatly, looked like she was accepting her fate, clasped her hands together in the center of the seal, closed her eyes tightly, and lay down hard like a corpse.

Shiina Maki was carrying a belt that looked familiar to Iori but was very unique at the moment.

In the center of the belt buckle, there is a carrot with a very unique shape.

At this moment, she was leaning down and letting the Mr. Carrot maintain an aggressive offensive posture against Yui's leg.

The two people on the bed used the uniquely shaped Mr. Carrot as the intersection, creating an inexplicably charming atmosphere.
To be continued...