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

It's probably meant for him to take it.

Seeing that she had accepted the money and was offered pastries, Shiina Iori accepted them without much hesitation.

"Then, shall I take this as a gift from a customer?"

"Hmm!"

When Aiba Chiho saw that Shiina had accepted the snacks, she happily looked up and excitedly agreed.

After handing it over, he took out his phone and typed something.

It's a lychee, rose, and raspberry tart.

I really like it, but it's a bit too sweet.

I don't know if this suits your taste.

Thank you for today.

"Yes, yes~" Shiina Iori waved her hand casually, "Just remember to order me again next time."

"Hurry up and get onto the platform."

Chiho Aiba nodded vigorously, then ran towards the subway station not far away, clutching her small bag.

She ran to the door, then turned back and waved to him.

Shiina also waved.

The girl then turned around with relief and disappeared into the underground entrance.

Shiina Iori picked up the dessert in her hand with some distress and looked at it.

Is it too sweet?

"I wonder if Nagisa and the others will eat it."

【091】The shape will be very strange.

"so what?"

"Who gave you that fruit tart?"

As the landlady squeezed facial cleanser in front of the full-length mirror on the living room wall, she asked seemingly casually.

Spread the milky white, semi-gel-like substance evenly in your palm and then apply it gently to your face.

In no time, her originally fair and rosy face was covered with a layer of snow white.

"A friend I met on the road."

Shiina Iori lay half-reclined on the bed, flipping through a book on cognitive psychology.

He bought this a while ago and only remembered it today.

"Girls?"

Miyahara Nagisa's voice was calm, and the face wash on her face was already evenly applied.

"Ah."

Having received the answer, the girl went back through the wall door to her bathroom.

The sound of rushing water came from the other side.

In the living room, Yui Igarashi was happily eating half a fruit tart with a fork.

There was a bit of cream on the corner of his mouth.

Shiina returned late today, of course; by the time they started eating, it was already past nine o'clock.

Thus, fruit tarts became tributes presented by the envoy Shiina to Lord Miyahara and Lord Igarashi.

After finishing his meal, Miyahara Nagisa stared at the fruit tart in silence for a long time, only taking a small bite before refusing to eat any more.

On the contrary, Yui ate with great relish.

“Amah, amah…”

The breeze outside the window carried a faint scent of cherry blossoms and brought a touch of coolness to the night.

Igarashi huddled in a corner near the balcony, not using a table, holding a fork in one hand, tapping on her phone with the other, cradling half a fruit tart in her arms, and steadily supporting a glass of apple cider vinegar on her chest.

Insert a straw, and you can slurp it up with a simple tilt of your head.

So, you could see her playing on her phone while eating desserts and drinking beverages, not missing a beat, and you could hear her wife's soft, panting breaths coming from the screen.

He would occasionally chuckle.

Did this guy really win an award in a PRO programming competition?

Shiina Iori glanced at her, then turned away.

I'm quietly reading in bed.

"Shiina-kun?"

A moment later, I heard her cautiously call out to me again: "Do you still want the remaining half of the fruit tart?"

"Ask Nagisa-chan, I've given you mine."

"Thank you, Shiina-kun~"

Then, Igarashi walked through the wall door with a happy expression.

She quickly put her clothes back on and ran to the refrigerator to take out the remaining half of the fruit tart.

"Igarashi-san".

"What's wrong, Shiina-kun?" The girl sounded very happy.

"Let's eat tomorrow, it's already past ten o'clock."

"Don't worry! Girls have stomachs specifically for desserts! It's okay, it's okay."

Yui patted her chest confidently.

A pair of large seals trembled.

"Although I can choose to believe you, eating too many desserts at night can easily raise blood sugar and cause stomach aches."

Shiina turned a page of the book in her hand.

"Furthermore, if your strange stomach stores too much fat, it is also prone to sagging."

"The shape will become very strange in the future."

"..."

Igarashi remained silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"Hey, Shiina-kun."

After a while, Yui put down the fruit tart and hugged her chest: "You're actually the kind of super erotic character that's like an Easter egg in an adult visual novel, right?"

"I don't know who you're talking about, but... why would you think that?"

"It's all because you always say things that sound impressive without even realizing it!"

Igarashi blushed and said, "What kind of guy would advise a girl to stop eating sweets like that?!"

Shiina Iori, however, didn't seem to care about this:

"Oh, I'll be more careful next time."

Yui Igarashi clutched her chest, looked down, then turned to look at the fruit tarts in the refrigerator.

He swallowed.

In the end, with a heavy expression, she slammed the door shut on the dessert.

He retreated back to his original corner and continued playing on his phone.

The room was a little too quiet.

Shiina herself seemed to enjoy the atmosphere, turning the pages of the book in her hands one by one.

Only from time to time could one hear the sweet, girlish voice coming from Igarashi's phone.

But this time, Yui's giggling laughter was not heard again.

After a long while, she finally spoke with some unease.

"Hey, Shiina-kun."

"Won't eating too many sweets really make your body shape look weird?"

"maybe."

"If you're willing to do about 500 calories of exercise every day, then eating more won't be a big deal."

"Five hundred calories? How much is that?"

"If Igarashi-san, you had fifty kilograms..."

"I'm not that heavy!"

"Let's say you have fifty kilograms—this is for easy calculation—you'd probably need to run more than ten kilometers to reach that weight?"

"Of course, if you combine it with anaerobic exercise, it will definitely be faster."

"However, it would be difficult for you to accomplish this under normal circumstances."

"More than ten kilometers!?"

Yui's voice was almost incoherent, and then she said tremblingly, "Then, then I'd better eat less."

"Yes, that's right."

After Nagisa went into the room across the street, she didn't come out again; she's probably asleep.

Seeing that she wouldn't have another chance to eat fruit tarts, Igarashi hesitated for a moment before going back upstairs.

He's probably going back to playing games.

The room finally quieted down.