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

Whether it was because of the crowded people or the cool weather, their hands had unintentionally become clasped together as they walked side by side.

Big hands warm little hands.

Even so, when Aiba Chiho heard Iori recount what had just happened, she still couldn't help but lower her head, seemingly a little embarrassed.

Her ears, which were exposed outside the scarf, were faintly red.

It's probably frozen.

Shiina Iori noticed, but didn't point it out. Instead, she pulled Shiina a little closer and continued talking.

"Speaking of which, when did Chiho start preparing?"

"You must have practiced for a long time to be able to say so much in one breath, right?"

"Are we able to have regular communication now?"

Seemingly more concerned than Aiba Chiho herself about the fact that she could now 'speak', Shiina Iori spoke enthusiastically, her eyes wide open, her pupils seemingly glowing.

"Mmm."

However, upon hearing Iori's question, Chiho shook her head somewhat shyly and carefully tucked her head back into her scarf.

Her face was still red.

"Huh?"

Shiina Iori was even more surprised: "You were speaking so fluently just now?"

Chiho Aiba paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and then raised her phone again.

[I was a little anxious because I couldn't find Iori.]

In that state of mind, somehow, it just felt like I could say it out loud.

No, but! I'm just afraid, afraid of not being able to find Iori. Actually, the confession lines I designed before weren't like those... those...

[Bad things]

Halfway through typing on the phone screen, even Aiba Chiho herself felt a little embarrassed, lowering her head and holding the phone screen high in front of her, as if she wanted to hide her already small face behind the screen.

"...puff."

However, just as she was about to bury her head back in her neck in embarrassment, she heard Iori suddenly let out a soft chuckle.

When she looked up again, she saw that Shiina Iori's face was already flushed red and she was about to burst out laughing.

When his eyes met Chiho's, his facial muscles suddenly tightened and hardened.

However, her eyebrows and eyes were still curved.

He was clearly laughing.

Seeing his mocking expression, Aiba Chiho was immediately furious. Her little face puffed up like a soft bun, and her eyebrows stood up.

He then raised his phone to lodge a complaint.

What's so funny!

I'm so worried!

Shiina Iori managed to suppress her laughter before speaking gently, "Chiho, you have your phone with you, why don't you call me?"

"We're not LINE, and this isn't the Taisho era anymore. Who would run to the roof of a school building and shout just to find someone?"

"?"

Upon hearing this, Aiba Chiho looked at him with a puzzled expression, tilting her head and staring blankly at him.

【I did hit them? Several times.】

I confessed my feelings right there on Line.

However, Iori never replied, and her messages remained unread, so I resorted to this tactic.

Chiho spoke with a disgruntled expression, her cheeks puffed out in anger.

"Ok?"

This time, it was Shiina Iori's turn to look confused: "That shouldn't be the case, I set it up for you to be..."

As he spoke, he subconsciously reached for his phone in his pocket.

Then, I found nothing.

Mr. Shiina's facial expression suddenly froze.

"Where's the phone?"

......

"Nagisa-chan?"

"Nagisa-chan!"

Kaoru Hisaishi stood by the counter and called out twice without receiving a response, so he turned around with a puzzled look on his face.

Then, Miyahara Nagisa was seen sitting behind the counter, clutching the phone tightly in both hands, looking absent-minded and with a slightly vacant gaze.

It wasn't until Hisaishi Kaoru habitually reached out and poked her lightly on the waist that she snapped out of her daze with a soft "Ooh!"

"What's wrong? The customer came to pay the bill just now, and you didn't give them any change."

"What happened?"

Kaoru Hisaishi had a gossipy expression on his face.

However, the moment Miyahara Nagisa woke up, she instinctively hid her phone behind her back and looked at Kaoru warily.

When he noticed the gossipy expression on her face, he was certain that he hadn't revealed anything.

However, upon hearing the other person's question, I instinctively didn't want to answer.

Because she felt that lying was not a good thing, she didn't try to cover it up and just waved her hand casually: "It's nothing, it's just that I've been sitting for too long and I'm a little dizzy."

"Eh? Nagisa-chan, are you on your period today?"

"You didn't skip breakfast, did you? I have some chocolate here, would you like to have something to eat first?"

"No, no need."

Seemingly flustered by Hisaishi Kaoru's approach, Miyahara Nagisa quickly waved his hand to block Kaoru's way, explaining repeatedly, "It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just that it's a little... not well ventilated! It's stuffy! Yes, I'm thinking of going out for a walk."

As if she had found a life-saving excuse, the landlady quickly pushed Xun aside, then hurriedly slipped out from behind the counter and ran into the stairwell.

Kaoru Hisaishi, standing behind him, looked puzzled and somewhat confused.

It wasn't until after rushing out of the classroom that Nagisa took her phone out of her skirt again.

Looking at the Line message on the screen.

Chiho: Iori, I like you. (Unread)

Because the message display is on the screen and Nagisa doesn't know Iori's screen password, only the last message sent by LINE will be shown.

However, even just looking at this one message gave Ms. JK a strange and inexplicable feeling.

My chest feels a little tight.

'So annoying.'

'That forgetful, womanizing bastard.'

'I didn't mean to see it; he left his phone with me himself... I just saw it by accident.'

'How come so many people like this idiot?'

'How can I like this idiot?'

As I thought about it, my temper flared up without me realizing it, but I had nowhere to vent it, so I could only sulk to myself.

Without realizing it, Nagisa unconsciously walked in the direction that Iori had just walked.

Then, I noticed a figure standing on the rooftop in the distance.

As if she had found a way to distract herself, Miss JK glanced over and casually opened the window in the hallway, making the sounds outside clearer.

She knew about the program "The Claims of Minors".

I used to see it on TV quite often, but I never paid much attention to it.

Before the cultural festival, people from the TV program crew came to her class looking for people to participate... but she had no interest in showing herself off.

As my attention shifted away from Iori, my mood relaxed somewhat.

Then, the person above spoke up.

"Iori—"

"..."

Miyahara Nagisa's expression froze, and as he listened to the voice coming from the loudspeaker below, his whole body tensed up, and his teeth clenched so tightly they made a grinding sound.

"You idiot!"

......

"Da da da da da—"

"Splash!"

The door to the maid café was suddenly pushed open, followed by a strong gust of wind.

The temporary maid standing at the door had her skirt blown around by the wind and almost couldn't hold it down.

"I'm sorry, sir, we are currently full. It will take about ten minutes to get a table..."

Seeing the masked man's anxious expression, the maid tried to explain cautiously, but before she could finish speaking, the man had already dove into the counter.

"Gone? It's already been taken?!"

Shiina Iori's eyes widened, her pupils constricted sharply.

My heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by a giant hand.

I can almost picture Nagisa-chan's sidelong glance, as if she were looking at trash.

For a moment, I couldn't help but sigh with regret.