Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"From today on, I will say goodbye to myself who always likes to be passive."

Mochizuki Haruka made up her mind.

After exiting the elevator, the two walked through the game center on the first floor toward the exit.

As soon as I walked near the photo booth machine, I heard Mochizuki Haruka shouting in a hurry.

"Quick! Hide!"

Mochizuki Haruka's body shook violently, and then she suddenly grabbed Ginjo Sousuke's hand.

"Why...what happened suddenly?"

Ginjo asked in confusion.

"People from our company are here too! Please, Ginjō-san, please hide with me!"

Mochizuki Haruka explained anxiously, pulling Ginjō's hand and hiding behind the photo booth together.

The gap between the machines was quite narrow, causing the two people's bodies to be pressed quite closely together.

"Hmm..." Ginjo felt a little breathless.

"I'm sorry, Ginjo-san, are you okay?"

"I...I'm fine!"

In fact, the problem is very big.

With their bodies pressed tightly together and the air filled with anxiety, Ginjo Sousuke's breathing gradually became rapid.

"What should I do if I'm seen in a place like this..."

Perhaps because she was extremely anxious, Mochizuki Haruka was only paying attention to the movements of her colleagues and did not notice that she was hugging Ginjo Sosuke tightly.

The warm breath continued to caress Ginjo's neck, and the two bodies were squeezed closer and closer.

"Um... Ginjō-san... go a little further inside..."

Afraid of being seen by her colleagues, Mochizuki Haruka even wanted to squeeze in a little further into the gap.

But why does this conversation make people think of something wrong?

"Phew...that was close...luckily they seemed to be heading towards the KTV."

Wangyueyao looked in the direction of the passage and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that her colleague had left and was out of crisis and relaxed, Mochizuki Haruka seemed to finally realize the current situation of the two people.

She jumped out from the gap between the two machines as if escaping.

"Ah... um... um... I'm so sorry Ginjō-kun, did I squeeze you?"

"It's okay. It's totally fine to squeeze in a little longer."

Ginjo Sousuke thought so in his heart.

What he said was, “It doesn’t matter.”

"By the way, why are we hiding in this small gap?"

"Why not just hide in the photo booth?"

His breathing became normal again, and his brain started functioning again after being fully refilled with oxygen.

"Ah... what Ginjō-san said makes sense... I was so flustered that I didn't think of that at all... haha."

Mochizuki Haruka gave an embarrassed smile, and then she stared at the photo booth machine next to the two of them with longing in her eyes.

"Ginjo-san, if possible, can you take a photo booth with me?"

"A photo booth?"

"Because I haven't taken one before... Has Ginjo-san ever taken one before?"

"Yes, I did, but that was a long time ago."

Speaking of photo booths, this is one of the things that Ginjo, who traveled through time, cannot understand.

This thing has disappeared in other places for almost 20 years, right? But in Neon, it is still so popular. I heard that the price will increase soon...

It's clearly the age of smartphones, but I don't understand why Japanese girls are still keen on crowding into a photo booth, putting on makeup and taking photos.

After taking the photos, most of them would just post the electronic photos on their social media, while the printed portraits would be thrown casually in a corner of the room.

In that case, why not just take a selfie with your phone?

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.

Maybe this is the so-called cultural difference...

"Ginjo-san, come on, let's take some photos, just as a memory of today."

Mochizuki Haruka interrupted Ginjo's thoughts and pulled him into the white curtain...

Chapter 34 I Want to Hold His Hand Tightly

"Wow, how do I operate this? Where do I press the button?"

“I remember just throwing money here.”

"Hey~ What is this frame? Which one should I choose?"

Mochizuki Haruka seemed a little flustered.

"Just pick any one."

"Ginjo-san, it's bad, the countdown is almost up!"

"It doesn't matter. After the countdown is finished, it will automatically proceed to the next step."

We continued like this until we finally got to the shooting stage.

The smart voice of the photo booth machine is very lively.

Reminders to liven up the atmosphere were repeated over and over again, such as "Try hugging each other this time" and "Please put your faces together."

Mochizuki Haruka looked at Ginjo Sousuke beside her, and her delicate and fair face turned red again...

"Well... that... Ginjō-san..."

The constant notification sounds from the photo booth machine made Mochizuki Haruka feel a little helpless.

Although she really wanted to follow the machine's voice prompts, she still felt a little embarrassed by the crowded scene just now.

I said I wanted to say goodbye to my passive self, but this was my first date with Ginjo after all, so wasn't this intimate pose too...

The countdown kept changing, and there were only a few seconds left.

While Mochizuki Haruka was still hesitating, Ginjo Sousuke had already reached out and hugged her.

"Hey, Mochizuki-san, don't be distracted. Didn't you hear the voice prompt? Look at the camera! We're about to start filming."

"Ah...ok...ok..."

Mochizuki Haruka quickly raised her rosy little face to the camera.

Ginjo Sousuke put his strong, powerful arms around her shoulders.

She didn't notice it when she was squeezed in the gap just now, but now Mochizuki Haruka can truly feel the warmth of Ginjo Sosuke.

The boy's palms were rough but warm, and his gentle and caring embrace made her feel like a little kitten lying in its owner's arms.

And at this distance that was so close that it could be ignored, the scent of Silver City lingered in her ears, and everything was the taste of youth in her fantasy.

No, it was even better than she had imagined.

Click...click...a group of photos were taken quickly, and then the countdown sound of the photo booth machine sounded again.

"Hurry up, the next group is about to start, Mochizuki-san, move your face closer."

Following the prompt tone, Ginjō leaned his face towards Mochizuki Haruka.

Mochizuki Haruka also gently moved her face closer, and the two faces were pressed tightly together.

"Please strike a pose, Mochizuki-san."

Ginjo Sousuke felt that both of their expressions were a bit stiff, so he made this suggestion.

"Okay...okay..."

Mochizuki Haruka shyly stretched out her fingers and made a scissors hand gesture.

As the machine emitted a beeping sound to indicate the end, the entire set of photos was taken.

“Is this…is this the correct way to shoot?”

Mochizuki Haruka was still immersed in the emotions just now, and had not come back to her senses, looking a little dazed.

"Yes, that's it. Now we can also graffiti here."

Ginjo Sousuke continued explaining to her.

"Graffiti... I... I don't know how to do it, so let Ginjo-san do it!"

"It's okay, come on, this kind of thing should be easy to draw."

So the two outsiders started scribbling in a panic again.

Although it is called graffiti, it is actually just adding the date and name on the photo, and drawing some random borders. It is really just the most common processing.

Haruka Mochizuki's movements were flustered and looked a little clumsy, but it was precisely because of her clumsiness that she seemed even cuter.

About a minute later, the printed photo stickers fell out from the side of the machine.

Ginjo and Mochizuki used a pair of scissors on a nearby table to cut the finished product into two portions.

"Wow, this is awesome! This is a photo booth! It's a photo booth! My first photo booth."

There was a gleam in the excited eyes of Mochizuki Haruka, and she was as happy as a child who received a gift from Santa Claus.

"Thank you, Ginjo-san, thank you for agreeing to my willful request."

She held the cut photo sticker tightly to her chest and said.

"I will cherish it as a rare memory in my life!"