In the living room, the lights are dim.

The light shining through the crack in the door lit up the dark bedroom, and the shadow of Terajima standing at the door was also pulled for a long time.

Aiba Chiho looked at the other person with a blank look on his face. Under the oppression of the room and the figure, he could not react to the meaning of this sentence for a while.

‘Confession...failed?’

But Yuki Terajima seemed to have misunderstood something. He noticed the girl's expression of shock and confusion, and turned around gently and pushed open the door that was reflected in a ray of light, with a faint voice:

“… Come out and say it.”

Aiba Chiho was stunned at first when he heard this, then turned around and saw Shiina Iori sleeping on the bed. He immediately understood and followed Yuki Terashima with a gentle pace, walking out of the room.

After entering the living room, Yuki Terajima brought the bedroom door. The lights that were originally deliberately dimmed in the living room were restored to avoid affecting the brightness of the bedroom, making them look grand and bright.

At this moment, Chiho Aiba saw the appearance of the woman in front of her for the first time at a close distance.

He is tall, has long legs, and a simple sportswear that looks close and neat when worn on the other person. He gives people a sense of decisiveness at a glance. There seems to be a piece of black ice in his eyebrows and eyes, and even his gaze is inexplicably cold.

Yuki Terajima seemed not to care about the girl's gaze behind her. He walked naturally in front of her, turned around and sat on the sofa in the center of the living room, and reached out to signal the girl opposite to him to sit down on the other side of the coffee table.

Aiba Chiho always looked like a little beast with a tight body, looking at Yuki Terashima's movements with a timid expression. He followed her, not quite understanding how she could sleep here in one sleep. The woman in front of her who seemed to have seen at the beachfront last time wanted to ask her something.

The sentence she just said could not be stopped.

‘The confession failed...’

‘She seems to have misunderstood something, right?’

Thoughts were rumbling in my heart, Chiho Aiba still sat down on the sofa in accordance with the other party's gesture.

"Please use tea."

Just as I was sitting nervously, I heard a woman wearing a full-body suit coming by her, with a dignified and cold look on her face, bringing her a cup of room-temperature wheat tea.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when the other party put down the tea, his eyes seemed to stay on her face intentionally or unintentionally for half a second.

It makes people a little wary.

After Aiba Chiho realized this, he felt that he was in the dragon and tiger den. His little body became tense and his heart was extremely nervous looking at Yuki Terashima in front of him, his calves trembling unconsciously.

But Yuki Terajima seemed to have not noticed this, or he did not give a corresponding explanation.

She just sat on the couch and pondered, as if thinking about how to start the next topic.

Aiba Chiho held the phone tightly in his hand, and his fingertips clicked on the keyboard on the screen again and again, but he could not put together a complete sentence.

Compared to the stalemate between the two sides, it is more like a social terror meeting.

It was not until nearly half a minute later that I saw Yuki Terashima stuttering his lips twice, and suddenly said:

"In other words, you... have no special relationship now?"

This sentence is naturally the answer from Shiina Iori.

However, it was almost conditioned reflexive. Just as Yuki Terashima spoke, Chiho Aiba's fingers began to move rapidly unconsciously, typing out a whole line of text, and almost lifting the screen when talking to Yuki Terashima.

【Not what you thought!】

“Eh?”

However, the moment she raised the phone screen, Aiba Chiho suddenly realized what Terashima Yuki said just now. The cute astonishment expression on her face seemed to freeze in an instant, and her fingertips quickly adjusted the words.

Yuki Terajima seemed to be attracted by the unyielding sentence, and his lips curled slightly and said calmly:

"Do you think you still have a chance?"

【Right! That's what you said!】

The subtle time difference between speaking and typing has caused subtle misunderstandings between both sides.

Yuki Terajima glanced at the lines of handwriting and his voice paused.

Qianho held his breath in an instant, and suddenly he wanted to cry out loud. He felt that he was really incompatible with the girl in front of him with a strong aura.

He was busy holding his cell phone and continuing to type quickly:

【Wait! No!】

【Iori and I are not the kind of relationship you imagined!】

【I didn't confess.】

Seeing these coherent and rapid lines, Yuki Terajima first stared at the girl with a red face in front of him and thought about something, then his eyes became dull and said with some apology:

"Sorry, I just misunderstood."

As she said that, she saw her picking up the mai tea on the coffee table and taking a sip, her voice was plain: "I will introduce myself. My name is Yuki Terajima... We have met before."

"The reason I brought you here is actually because there are some things I want to ask about."

"call......"

Hearing this, Chiho Aiba finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally it was explained.

Yuki Terajima was reflecting in his heart.

It is indeed a very unconsider to point out this point so bluntly in front of the girl who had just confessed that she failed to eliminate.

Under normal circumstances, most girls will not admit this kind of thing to others, not to mention that they are just a relationship with each other.

Just pretend that she and Iori are just friends.

Thinking of this, Terajima Yuki put down his teacup and asked slowly: "This... Aiba Sang, right?"

"Have you known Iori for a long time?"

【Yes, I am Aoba Chiho.】

[We haven't known each other for a long time, probably this spring.]

Facing the girl in front of her who looked very strong in aura, Chiho Aoba had to sit honestly and answered in a straight manner.

I feel a sense of cramping when I was a child when I was a subject teacher.

Perhaps this is hierarchical suppression?

Aiba Qianho thought in a confused mind.

And Yuki Terajima is obviously not a type of chatting with people. Rather than talking often between women, it is more like a data review between superiors and subordinates of the company. It gives people a sense of calm and serious superiors.

However, even if both sides could sense the strangeness of the atmosphere, they could not correct it.

Therefore, the conversation had to be carried out with a stinging force under the advancement of Yuki Terashima.

Only the eyes standing next to her, the little secretary Ao Aise stood on the side of the sofa, lowering her head slightly, her big eyes under her glasses were slightly narrowed, as if she was trying hard to endure something, her eyebrows and eyes were outlined.

Very professional.

‘Miss, it seems like she’s a little anxious.’

‘Is it because of that Sano Sano? Or the Aiba Sano in front of him?’

Listening to the conversation in front of him, Aoso Ayase looked up slightly and looked at the seemingly demeanor and tone that seemed to be almost cold not far away, thinking in his heart.

Although the lady has always looked like she was not emotional, as long as she stayed by her for a long time and saw her posture and response in various situations, she could roughly judge the lady's emotions and thoughts in different situations.

As a professional secretary, Ao Ayase is obviously at the top level in observing words and expressions.

She naturally noticed that every time the lady touched an incident related to Shiina Iori, the inevitable concern would be chaotic, the fixed expressions and aura would be enhanced, and the instinctive reactions that would be subconsciously used to cover up her panic.

It is no different from the muscle tightening reaction that ordinary people subconsciously make when they are suddenly frightened.

In addition, there is excessive concern about Mr. Shiina, etc....

Aoso Ayase has seen through everything!

‘Today, the reason why the young lady brought this Miss Aiye back was probably because she wanted to obtain some information related to Mr. Shiina?’

'After all, this person in front of me is one of the best persimmons to be squeezed. He has just encountered setbacks and may have lost the election...'

Just as he was thinking about this, he heard Yuki Terajima hesitate and said:

"Miss Aiba."

"If it were you, what aspects of Iori Jun would you like?"

"I mean, if."

Qianho Aiba, who was trembling with trembling by the superior and subordinate question and answer, was stunned when he heard this.

Rather than asking questions, it feels more provocative.

If I like Iori Jun too...

Aiba Chiho's throat subconsciously slid up and down a few points, making an unconscious swallowing sound.

【Maybe, is it that feeling of relaxation?】

My fingertips gently tapped on the phone screen, but it seemed that I was not that sure.

[Iori Jun seems to be slow no matter what he is doing.]
To be continued...