【368】Account(1/2)
【Jun’s のせい】
【Jun’s のせい】
【Kun’sのせいでわたし Oh~?】
【There is no good for the disease】
【Jun’sのせいだえ~?】
Accompanied by a loud and rhythmic ringtone of the mobile phone, one hand slowly stretched out from the quilt, groping to the head of the bed, and instinctively clicking on the expanding key.
Shiina Iori, who woke up five minutes earlier than usual, had a little bit of aroused in her tone, and she closed her eyes and said:
"Masa?"
"Why did it be so early today..."
"It's morning."
Just as he was muttering in a daze, Shiina Iori suddenly heard from the microphone that Yuki Terajima's plain and cold, without any ups and downs.
The rich sleepiness was instantly dispelled, and the whole body shuddered as if it had been poured with a basin of cold water, and his eyes suddenly opened wide.
"fortunate?"
"Is there anything wrong with calling so early?"
Shiina Iori was confused at first, and then suddenly became a little nervous. She subconsciously felt that there must be something urgent when he suddenly called.
However, Qiu, opposite the phone, only repeated the sentence just now:
"It's morning."
Iori lay on the bed and was confused and had not yet reacted. When she heard her repeat it for the second time, she snorted and felt like a leaking ball, and lay back in the quilt.
After two seconds, a muffled sound came from inside:
"I love you."
Hearing this password, Yuki Terajima continued: "I remember to come earlier this morning and brought you breakfast."
“Yes, yes.”
Shiina Iori continued to agree drowsyly, and the phone was hung up at some point.
Yuki Terajima called this phone call just to listen to his voice.
It was not until the five-minute sleep completion that Shiina Iori got up from the bed again as if she had been resurrected, washed it quickly and changed into a sportswear and went out.
Morning exercises, harmonica practice.
After cooking breakfast, I left a note and returned to the pastry cottage.
......
"Dingling~Dingling~"
"Sino, I'm back."
Shiina Iori opened the door with a spare key and shouted amid the crisp wind chimes.
Then, I saw Shino Sano wearing an apron came out of the kitchen. Her hands were delicate snow-white flour, probably the snack ingredients I was going to use today.
"Yes, yes, I can hear it without shouting so loudly."
However, the attitude of the little fox senior was a little depressed.
"Senior Sister Shino, shouldn't she give her a hug of love and care when facing her boyfriend who has been busy all day?"
Shiina Iori's face was so calm, and she said that she was about to reach out to hug her.
As a result, the little fox senior reached out to stop him and was blocked on his face.
"ha?"
Shino Sano rolled her eyes and said in a very bad tone: "Why did I have to date another woman all day, and my boyfriend and junior who just came back from another woman's house in the morning?"
"Well...Senior Shino, what you said will make me feel like a perfect scumbag."
Shiina Iori, who was covered with flour, said so sincerely.
"Is there any problem, junior Iori?"
Senior Fox glanced at him squintly.
"No, I'll go and knead the dough for you."
While speaking, Shiina Iori gave a powerful gesture to her personal gift, and she trotted quickly and was about to enter the kitchen.
"etc!"
However, before he could run far, he was grabbed by Shino Sano.
The other hand picked up the newly washed rag and wiped it on his face, and wiped the flour that had just been dyed bit by bit.
While wiping, he complained in a low voice: "You guy can obviously stop the car, right?"
"Because I feel that Shino seems to want to vent his depression, I think it's better to hit it directly." Shina's speech was not fast or slow, which made Shino smile in his anger.
"Fool."
"yes."
After cleaning it, Shino wiped his hands with a rag, pretended to be careless, and asked casually: "Where did you date with Yuki yesterday? Where did you go?"
"I went to the museum first, and then had a meal in the ramen restaurant. In the afternoon it was a game hall."
Shiina Iori honestly gave a comprehensive report to her current Masahime girlfriend, Mrs. Shino: "I finally had supper with Yuki at Funaki's apartment."
"Fortunately, I actually eat outside...wait?!"
While sighing in a low voice, Shino Sano suddenly realized something. Her long hair was about to explode. Her narrow eyebrows and eyes were slightly slandered, and she bent a beautiful curve:
"Happy for dinner there?"
"Where did you sleep? Where did you sleep?"
The apartment there is only so big in total, and there are only two small ones, Nagisa and Yui. Fortunately, if you want to do something, who can stop it?
"Go back to sleep!"
Shiina Iori's report was very concise, and Shino's vigilance was relieved at once.
"That's really strange."
Although Shino Sano breathed a sigh of relief, she subconsciously wanted to make a few sarcasm to vent her anger that she could not find her boyfriend all day long.
But after thinking about it, I finally held it in.
Every breath that you vent now will become the driving force to push Iori to Yuki!
You must never let Yuki snatch Iori away!
As for the two young people in the family, Shino didn't ask any questions.
No threat.
After the family interrogation was over, Iori was shameless and turned his face upside down: "For the sake of my conceit, it wouldn't be too much to have a chirp?"
"Um?"
Sano Shino snorted with a smile, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it on his face, pulling it so hard that Iori grinned in pain.
"Sino!"
"Come on, change your clothes, today's snacks are not finished yet."
“Yes~”
“By the way.”
Just as he opened the kitchen curtain, Shino Sano suddenly stopped and turned his head to look back at him: "I have watched the video of you at school...it sounds pretty good."
As he said that, a charming smile appeared on his delicate little face.
Shiina Iori was stunned for a moment.
When the little fox senior entered the kitchen, he reacted and said, "Then will you tell me next time?"
An echo came from afar from the kitchen:
"Let's talk about it next time!"
Shiina Iori subconsciously showed a smile full of happiness.
Just thinking about the scenes yesterday, I couldn't help feeling a little apology and guilt in my heart.
‘Next time...’
......
Because the passenger flow gradually fixed, the two of them gradually figured out the approximate number of daily customers. So these days, they became much more skilled when pairing daily snacks. They arranged the whole day of snacks in one or two hours.
The daily life trajectory has not changed much. The only thing that disrupts the rhythm may be the summer vacation soon.
To be continued...