In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

"In that case, I'll have to come to your place and wait for you. Tell me the password to your apartment door, and I'll come to your place and wait for you until you're done."

Yang fell silent once again, then spoke softly.

"The transition was too abrupt, a negative score. And don't you think your intentions were too obvious?"

"Oh dear, you've been found out. You sounded so serious. I was just joking with you."

It might not be a joke, but if I actually agree to this, you rascal will definitely take advantage of the situation...

Yang Nai sighed silently once again and offered another solution: "Why don't you just come and find me? There's a lounge attached to my office. You can wait a while, and I'll try to get this over with as quickly as possible."

Yuan Qianye smiled knowingly: "Okay, is there anything you want to eat, sister? I can buy it and bring it to you."

"No need." With that, Yang Nai hung up the phone.

Just then, the assistant knocked on the door and came in after receiving a response.

After reporting on her work, she was about to turn and leave, but when she looked at Yang Nai, she smiled and asked, bringing up an unrelated topic: "Executive Director, has something good happened?"

Yang Nai scoffed: "Good news? We've wasted the whole day in meetings at the company, but even so, the decision hasn't been made yet. How can there be anything good?"

The assistant tilted her head in confusion: "But you look like you're smiling very happily right now."

Upon hearing this, Yang Nai was immediately stunned.

She looked at her reflection in the computer screen.

At that moment, I did indeed have a smile on my face, like a naive and sweet heroine in a romance comic who was full of expectations for her lover, and I looked radiant and happy.

…………

Chapter 071: Yang Nai: How did this bastard do that?! (6k)

Gen Chiya is a good older brother. Before leaving home, he specially wrapped Rikka's dinner in plastic wrap and placed it in the kitchen so that she could put it in the microwave and "ding" it when she came back.

Of course, I didn't forget to open two packets of Blackwing's favorite walnut crumbs. I hadn't spent time with it for a while, but I didn't feel guilty about it. It had its own ways of passing the time.

It has recently stopped associating with some wild crows in the city and has somehow managed to befriend a flock of pigeons. The pitch-black creature lands among a group of snow-white pigeons, and the stark contrast in color always makes people think of the opposite.

Of course, only someone with a rich associative ability like Gen Chiya would do that.

He left home at six o'clock after everything was almost ready.

In Tokyo at dusk, people finish their day's work, and office workers emerge from their buildings in twos and threes, arms around each other, while the streets are bustling with traffic.

At this point, choosing to take a taxi was a safer option, especially considering that the destination was located in the city center and the roads would likely be even more congested. Not wanting to get stuck in traffic and ruin things, Yuan Qianye opted for a more secure mode of transportation.

--subway.

Japan's subway system is world-renowned, and this is not an exaggeration, referring to its level of congestion during peak hours.

Locals who have experienced it firsthand call it "commuting hell," "the journey to the Sanzu River," and "an endless cycle of trials and tribulations!"

It fits the slightly chuunibyou (delusional) style of the comic book country, but it truly lives up to its name and is not exaggerated at all.

Even with Yuan Qianye's physique, without the help of subway pushers, when the subway arrived at the station and he saw the crowded carriages like sardine cans, he was still at his wit's end.

Even the Imperial Tiger would look troubled in this situation.

After finally managing to squeeze into the carriage with the crowd, this was just the beginning.

The passengers were molded into a state that defies the laws of physics, with their hands raised, bodies pressed tightly together, and cheeks pressed against the cold glass. They were so tightly fitted that even the body's natural ventilation could not pass through smoothly.

Although they were extremely close physically, they maintained a distant emotional distance.

In this dazed and confused state, after enduring more than thirty minutes in this suffocating environment, Yuan Qianye finally arrived at his destination.

He strode forward, struggling to squeeze through the crowd, and hurried down the stairs to get out of the station, finally able to take a deep breath with relative ease.

Although the process was a bit tough, there were also good things.

He gazed at the sky, which gradually shifted from dark blue to warm orange, and took out his phone to take a picture.

Click to save, add text, and send it to Yukinoshita Haruno.

I tried to recreate this beauty with filters, but I discovered that the most touching color is the one I think you'll like.

After sending it out, Yuan Qianye belatedly realized his own lack of taste, which successfully disgusted him. He felt it was a bit greasy and didn't quite fit his persona as a genius boy who had won two literary awards.

It didn't matter, though. He had been far more wary of Yang Nai than tolerant of her in the past, which meant that even though he had known her for a long time, he didn't really understand her.

In matters of the heart, things need to progress slowly and gradually, and the same goes for getting to know someone. There are some things you have to take the initiative to try.

What if she's just like the literary girl Shiyu and falls for this kind of thing?

[Yang Nai: Stop being silly. Since you're here, just come straight over. I'll have my assistant wait for you on the first floor.]

Okay, it seems that older sisters are indeed older sisters, so it's normal that the difficulty level is a bit higher.

As for why she was able to be so sure that she had arrived near the company, it was probably because she saw the landmark building complex that was also captured in the corner of the photo.

Undeterred, Yuan Qianye sent the same photos he had just taken to Shiyu, with captions exactly the same.

[Shiyu: I really like it.]

A few more moments passed.

[Shiyu: Are you coming to see me tonight? No one's home tonight.]

The post included a photo of her beautiful legs encased in black stockings.

Clearly, the effect was outstanding.

Gen Chiya regained his confidence.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a serious business meeting with Yono today, Minamoto Chiya might have actually gone.

After exchanging a few perfunctory words and agreeing to meet again next time, Yuan Qianye headed towards the commercial street.

I got a pizza to go from PizzaMarzano, then bought a deluxe family bucket from KFC, along with two iced soft drinks, before heading to Setsukyokuka Co., Ltd.

Previously, when he came here, he simply regarded it as a workplace that was related to him.

At most, because of Yukino, he feels more at ease here compared to other companies.

But now that he has been exchanging things with Yang Nai, his original state of mind has immediately changed.

At that moment, he saw the receptionist on the first floor openly taking a personal phone call during working hours, laughing so heartily that he wanted to go up to her and scold her for damaging the company's image.

"Mr. Yuan, please come this way."

"okay."

Led into the elevator by the assistant, Yuan Qianye ultimately refrained from saying anything more.

Indeed, even if we consider everything before us as our own property in some sense, we haven't reached that future yet.

We must restrain ourselves and not appear so impatient.

He obediently went to Yang Nai's office.

Yang Nai wasn't there, but her office had a scent similar to her body fragrance—a sweet and delicate aroma with a honey-like sweetness and a herbal scent reminiscent of peony flowers, which smelled quite pleasant.

Strange, I've been here several times before and never noticed this?

"The executive director is in a meeting right now and specifically asked me to bring you here to rest. You can let me know if you need anything."

The assistant glanced at the bucket of pizza and fried food that Yuan Qianye had brought, and wanted to say that the executive director usually didn't eat these things in the office and hated the smell of food in his office.

However, considering the identity of the person in front of him, and the deep cooperation contract he signed with the company...

She thought about it and decided against it; this wasn't something a mere assistant like herself could handle.

Yuan Qianye asked, "How much longer until your executive mission ends?"

"The meeting has been going on for a while now, but when it will end depends on the specific circumstances. I can't give you a definite answer on that, I'm sorry."

"Okay, I understand. I'll wait here by myself. You can go ahead and do your work."

"Okay, let me make you a cup of tea."

"No need. Oh, right, take these too and share them with the others."

The assistant declined several times, but under his insistence, she accepted the gift, thanked him, and left.

So now, only Minamoto Chiya is left in Haruno's office.

As for what Minamoto Chiya knew about Haruno, besides knowing that she liked Yukino, liked him, liked teasing others to satisfy her own little quirky sense of humor, and liked exploring unknown travels.

Another thing is that I really enjoy this high-calorie food that has been labeled "junk food" by outdated and conservative people.

Perhaps if she were to add a bottle of beer, that would be the ultimate bliss she could easily attain.

Perhaps due to her family background, Yukinoshita's mother was too strict with her when she was young, suppressing some of her carefree nature. This is why she exhibited such a strong reaction after she was able to live independently.

But none of that matters. You can eat whatever you want in this world, as long as you don't go to extremes like Lao Ba.

Regarding drinking, he will supervise Yono to drink in moderation in the future. Also, due to what happened the night before, Minamoto Chiya's attitude towards alcohol has changed from absolute resistance to a neutral stance that is acceptable in appropriate situations.

After all, we had drunk some alcohol, and the feeling of being slightly tipsy and embracing each other while our bodies were burning hot was really wonderful!

Of all the times I've been with Saeko and Utaha, none of them have had such a unique and unforgettable experience as my time with Haruno.

It's just a bit of a pity now.

Yuan Qianye's original intention was to cater to his preferences and have dinner together, subtly closing the distance between them.

After all, aside from doing what you love, the dining table is truly the fastest place to build a relationship.

There have been some minor mishaps, but it's okay.

Let's just change dinner to late-night snack; he has plenty of time tonight.

Although he felt a little apologetic to Uncle Yukinoshita, this news, which was detrimental to his work, was actually an excellent opportunity for him to get closer to Haruno.

Yuan Qianye got up from the sofa in the reception area, walked over the corner of the table, and sat down in the boss's chair.

The desk was very tidy, with a spotless dark brown surface.

The MacBook was laid out in the center of the desk. Several folders were placed upright on the left side against a stand, while three small cacti were placed on the right side, along with a white mug containing half a glass of water, reflecting the soft light from the overhead lamp.

Yuan Qianye moved the chair forward a little and rested his hands loosely on the computer keyboard.

This is probably how Yang Nai usually works.

He imagined these things, and didn't find them boring. His hand subconsciously reached for the drawer, but he stopped in the end.

It concerns personal privacy, and no matter how much he sees himself as Yang Nai's future husband, he still has to give her a certain degree of respect in this regard.