After solving some of the troubles encountered by Miss Chiho, over the next half month, Shiina Iori's life entered a harmonious period of slowdown.

His daily routine has gradually been simplified into several simple steps such as training, class, review, and shooting videos. The various skill attribute points have also steadily increased in the ordinary life.

Mrs. Shiina, wife and girlfriends in Funoki's apartment also gradually found a small narrow space that could accommodate each other through the adjustment of each other.

Although life every day is not very harmonious, at least there is a hint of mutual tolerance.

This is just a small step in life for the wife Shiina in Funoki's apartment, but for Shiina Iori herself, it is a big step towards the hope of life!

It is probably driven by this motivation that Shiina Iori's expectations for the future have become increasingly optimistic.

However, due to the steady improvement of this internal factor, Mr. Shiina, who gradually lost herself in the gentle land, seemed to have ignored the undercurrents surging outside.

"Natsui, don't you go with us?"

At the door, Miss Yui was carrying a small book bag and was waiting in the entrance with a wide sun hat.

Shiina Iori also had a schoolbag on her shoulder, and she shook the car keys in her hand, and a slammed:

"Let's drive here."

"No."

The landlord, who had been getting up half an hour later than Iori and the others, had just finished taking a shower. He was sitting on the sofa and wiping his wet hair with a towel. The TV in the living room was on, playing today's morning gossip news. He held a piece of sausage bread on the kitchen counter in his mouth, and turned around to watch the TV:

"I made an appointment with Xun today to take the subway and you can drive there."

"Then let's go down first."

"By~"

Nagisa waved his hand without looking back, and habitually listened to today's morning news.

"...According to the "Weekly Funchun", the super newcomer music up "Ritou Sakurai" that was popular on the Internet recently had an affair with many women, causing a sensation among the fan group. Rumor..."

Halfway through hearing, Miyahara Nagisa, who was rubbing her hair with bread in her arms, was stunned at first, and then suddenly raised her head and happened to see several screenshots appearing on the TV screen.

Just looking at the angle of the picture, you can find that the other party is obviously surveillance video of the upper-view position, or the follower's secret shot screenshot, but looking at the figure in the picture, you can basically confirm that it is Iori.

"Pu"

The bread fell on the ground, but Miss JK completely forgot to pick it up, staring at the report with wide eyes.

However, because the picture has been processed, it is only possible to roughly recognize that the men in it are all the same person from the scenes on TV.

"Iori—!"

Halfway through, Nagisa suddenly reacted and crawled and rushed towards the gate.

But as soon as I went out, I saw that the elevator had reached the bottom of the building, so I immediately picked up my phone.

"Dududu--"

"This idiot! I don't know when someone has been followed."

He gritted his teeth and cursed, but Miss JK's reaction was very fast, and she quickly hung up the phone and clicked on another number.

"Hello?"

"Is it Aunt Liuhara?"

......

Shiina Iori, who has long been used to living peacefully these days, does not know that his affairs have begun a nearly huge public opinion fermentation on the Internet, and now only one wedge will collapse like a spring.

He still did the same today as usual, and sent Shino to work in an ordinary way, then took Yui to school, and finally drove slowly to Tokai University.

Due to the correction of living habits, Shiina's family's daily routine is still relatively healthy. Even at this time, it was just about to catch up with the morning rush hour in Wenjing District, so the road was not too congested. It was not until I approached the school gate that I found that there were many unseen vehicles on the main road today.

It doesn't look like a private car.

“Is there any event today?”

Sitting in the car, Shiina Iori looked at the vast formation in front of him from afar, hesitated for a while, and parked the car first in the parking lot outside the school, and then walked from another road to the school.

When he was about to approach Chimen, he glanced at the busy group surrounding him with nothing to do - a group of reporters armed with rifles and cannons, fully armed to his teeth.

At this time, the group of people were all facing the camera, chattering at the microphone in their hands, making people a little confused.

At the door, there was a group of security guards from the East University who were working hard to maintain order on the scene.

Shiina Iori lifted her mask up and glanced at them with some confusion.

It is now autumn. Even though Iori's current constitution is completely immune to various dust symptoms, for him now, masks are no longer just a simple dust-proof tool, but more so, to slightly cover up his charm of nowhere to be placed.

Shiina Iori has long discovered that after wearing a mask, it can effectively reduce the probability of approaching nearly 50%.

This is a huge improvement in efficiency for his daily travel!

However, somehow, just as he was covering his mask and preparing to enter the direction of Achimen, suddenly a sharp-eyed man pointed at him:

"It appears!"

Shiina Iori turned his head a little confused at first, and then he saw the group of reporters who could barely maintain order flocking to him like a tide.

He instinctively wanted to run away, but he never thought that the group of reporters and photographers had set up an ambush in front of Chimen early, surrounding his escape route from all directions, and immediately heard the noise gathering like a thousand ducks.

"Mr. Sakurai, what do you think about the incident of placing multiple boats?"

"How many women are you dating with at the same time?"

"How did you seduce these women? Do they know the existence of each other?"

"Did you get to the University of Tokyo by cheating? How are your grades?"

"As a student of East China University with a bright future, why did you do this?"

"Did you start doing nicoup and plan to wash your hands and go ashore? What job did you do before?"

"Can you provide a channel to contact these women?"

“…”

The densely swarmed sounded in my ears one by one. The chaotic movement made Shizuna Iori feel a little confused for a moment, and instantly recalled the scene in my head when I was followed by those fans a few days ago.

But unlike the fans who were a little orderly at that time, the group of reporters behind him now seemed to smell the smell of blood in the sea water, crowding violently and bloodthirstyly in his direction. Even with Shiina Iori's body strength, he felt like he was driven by the sea water in the crowd. Occasionally, he would find that his feet could not touch the ground if he took a step.

Not only that, many people took this opportunity to touch him. While holding the microphone in seven or eight hands, many people struggled to stretch out their fingers to try to tear off the mask from his face.

If Iori hadn't covered it with one hand and the strength was indeed greater than that of ordinary people, I would probably have had a lot of nail marks on his face at this time.

"Sorry, please let me know."

“Nothing to be told.”

"Please arrange column time to interview me, and do not accept random interviews."

Unfortunately, the voice of a single person was so thin and powerless that he was almost powerless in front of these reporters who were noisy like ducks, who wanted to see bloody vermicelli in other people's stomachs.

Everyone was making noise and flocking to the microphone like a sharp knife, but they were reluctant to hear his voice clearly.

What they want to see is ugly.

"Who asked you to come in?"

However, just outside the almost chaotic noisy sound, a cold scolding sound suddenly sounded like the cold wind.

But many reporters still ignored the voice at the beginning and kept chattering around Iori, trying to get the first-hand public opinion they longed for.

The next moment, a group of strong men who were wearing security uniforms but were obviously taller and stronger than normal campus security guards appeared one after another, surrounding the noisy reporters.

At first it was just a physical blockade, but then because of pushing and shoving, many reporters stepped on each other and the camera fell to the ground. Many people began to swear and mess around, but they were thrown out of the school gate by security guards who acted according to the rules like carrying little chickens.

Only a mess left.

The sound of taking photos sounded around. The students who came to class in the early morning watched the excitement, raised their mobile phones to record and forward them. Later, there was another storm on the Internet.

However, Terajima Yuki doesn't care.

"What's going on?"

Shiina Iori tidied up her wrinkled coat and shook her head in confusion: "I don't know, is it because the rented boyfriend has been sent up?"

He turned to look at Yuki.

They are their immediate bosses in various senses. Whether they are companies that have not been to a long time or in school, they are lucky to be dealing with external matters here.

Fortunately, who has always looked dull, frowned rarely.

"I'll go back and ask."

Shiina Iori also realized something was wrong.

After saying goodbye to Yuki, he came to the classroom and sat in an empty seat. It was rare that he did not start previewing as soon as possible. Instead, he turned on his phone and began to search for words such as "Sakurai Rito" and "Peeling on a few boats" on the Internet.

The result was that I didn't know if I didn't look at it, and I was shocked when I turned it around.

Open the Japanese version to blow special.

【1. "The First Sea King Up Lord in Four Thousand Years!!": Rito Sakurai]

【2. "The No. 1 Beauty in Tokyo"】

【3. "Sakurai-style time management teaching"】
To be continued...