I'm in Tokyo, and I'm a professional boyfriend.

Not sure why.

Weren't you two getting along just a few days ago?

What's wrong with me today?

quarrel?

Shiina looked at Igarashi and then at Nagisa with a puzzled expression: "Have you two had dinner yet?"

"Humph."

Miyahara Nagisa ignored him, holding her phone and facing the wall.

Igarashi seemed to suddenly notice Shiina's return, so she quickly took off her headphones, carefully ran to his side, and gently put her index finger to her lips.

"Shh~~"

"Quiet down."

"Nagisa-chan is in a bad mood today."

Today, Yui Igarashi was wearing the same loose white seal-print nightgown we'd seen before. She moved closer to Shiina, first glancing at Nagisa, who was sulking and facing the wall, before cautiously speaking.

“Poor Nagisa-chan today.”

"Although it's not appropriate for me to say this, it's partly your fault, Shiina-kun!"

Shiina Iori raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

Turning my head, I saw Yui's serious expression.

I couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Could it be that Nagisa-chan discovered something while following them today?

Was it when he kissed Shino-senpai?

Or was he carrying Shino on his back, running towards the toilet in the corridor?

Did they jump out of the window from the men's restroom with Chairman Terajima?

Surely it wasn't when the president helped me into the infirmary?

If you don't overthink it, it's fine. But if you think about it carefully, there seem to be quite a few scenes that could be misunderstood.

Looking at Yui Igarashi's unusually serious face beside him, he felt even more uneasy—it was a bit of a headache.

That girl, Nagisa-chan, is not easy to please.

Shiina turned her head and whispered to Igarashi, "What's wrong, Igarashi-san?"

Yui gave him a meaningful look: "Nagisa-chan's luck has run out."

"Um?!"

"You have no idea, after Nagisa came back, she did five 10-pulls and only got one six-star operator each time!"

"Isn't that scary?!"

Yui Igarashi looked at the small house with lingering fear, and patted the large seal that was shaking violently: "I think the problem lies in Shiina-kun's house...it must be that the feng shui of Shiina-kun's house is bad."

"When Nagisa-chan was on the top floor, she was getting three out of ten in a row!"

"If I encountered such a huge drop in value, and invested so many of the Originium I had painstakingly earned, I would definitely break down!"

"Huh? Shiina-kun, why do you look like that?"

"This is the biggest and most heinous incident in history!"

"Then this part of history is just too boring." Shiina Iori said with a dark face.

"How could this be?!"

Igarashi looked incredulous.

How many times do you usually draw a six-star character?

"three hundred."

"three hundred?!"

"There's a minimum of 300."

Did you develop all those seal-like traits on your body?

Upon hearing this, Shiina Iori glanced at her sideways and said, "It's a miracle that you can still keep playing this game."

"Besides, since there's a pity system, Igarashi-san, why don't you just spend money to pull for the character you want? Don't you get tired of grinding quests and pulling cards every day?"

"Ha! Shiina-kun, are you underestimating the players?!"

Igarashi's eyes widened, looking as if he felt insulted.

"If it weren't absolutely necessary, players would never easily spend money on the game! Buying a monthly card is the limit, they would never buy more!"

"As for spending money on gacha pulls? That's a questioning of the dedication of hardcore gamers!"

"That's an insult!!!"

Yui Igarashi inexplicably became emotional and indignantly accused Iori Shiina of doubting the strength of her faith.

"That's what everyone's saying on the forum."

Shiina Iori returned her gaze with a wistful look: "If it weren't for the lack of money, who would enjoy being a hard worker?"

"As for the so-called spirit of hard work... if all those 'hard work masters' were as rich as Igarashi-san, I wouldn't even want them if they were given to a dog."

"Most of them are just genuinely poor."

"Huh?!"

Yui Igarashi was stunned.

There's a sense of idol disillusionment, like a faith being shattered.

"Normally, is that right?"

I think so.

"puff!"

The Igarashi Yui-class Marine Seal tank has had its frontal armor penetrated.

"stare--"

Seemingly sensing the gaze directed at her from behind, Shiina Iori turned around.

Miyahara Nagisa quickly turned his head.

He remained expressionless, facing the wall.

It was as if nothing had happened.

"Igarashi-san, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"No." She sat up again, clutching her stomach, her loose pajamas bunching up. "I want to eat beef."

Recently, this guy has stored a lot of his jellies and snacks in his refrigerator.

It's highly likely that they saw the meat in the refrigerator earlier.

Shiina Iori thought for a moment, then glanced at her watch again.

Seven thirty-five.

He stood up, turned on the induction cooker, and asked, "Nagisa-chan, I need to make something to eat. Could you help me chop the onions and ginger?"

Nagisa glanced back at him again, then got up sullenly and took out the onions and ginger.

It must be said that even when Nagisa is angry, she is still reasonable.

Just like when you're sulking, you'll purse your lips and do your homework in a sullen way.

They just inexplicably ignore people.

She stood up, took the large cleaver from Shiina Iori, and began chopping onions with great force, her movements sweeping and powerful. Small pieces of onion were scattered all over the cutting board, as if she were chopping someone's body.

Shiina Iori busied herself with preparing the ingredients.

Laugh without saying a word.

In no time at all, Nagisa's eyes were already bloodshot, and she kept blinking from the spiciness, looking like she had tears in her eyes.

Tears streamed down my face as I cut the food.

He would occasionally rub his eyes with the back of his hand.

It started flowing even more profusely.

The more you apply it, the spicier it gets.

In the end, she was in tears, her little face was flushed, and tears were still streaming down her face.

The girl pouted, looking aggrieved.

"Pfft~"

Hearing the soft laughter beside her, Nagisa immediately became furious. She slammed the cleaver she was holding onto the board, her voice trembling with tears: "Iori! You tricked me!"

"Yes, yes~"

Shiina Iori smiled, grabbed Nagisa's little hand, and pulled her to the sink to rinse it: "Don't cry, don't cry."

"I wasn't crying! It's spicy!"

"Yeah, onions are terrible."

Do you take me for a child?!

"How could that be? Nagisa-chan is already an adult."

"obviously it is!"

Nagisa-chan, her eyes watering from the spiciness, sniffled hard: "I don't know where he went all day, I can't find him anywhere!"

"When I came back, I had a really suspicious plaster on my neck!"

"Two still!"