Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"Anyway, I understand the whole story, but why didn't I hear the most important part?"

Natsuka Imai goes straight to the point and addresses the core issue.

“What’s the most important part?”

Lisa Shiraishi asked in confusion.

"Of course it's the thing that boyfriends and girlfriends will do in the end..."

Natsuka Imai seemed to think she was playing dumb, so her tone sounded impatient.

"Huh? So what you want to ask is..."

Lisa Shiraishi hesitated and was too embarrassed to say the rest.

Someone like Natsuka Imai, who looks experienced, must feel like she’s useless!

As she was thinking this, Imai Natsuka slowly spoke.

"Ah, actually the last step seems to be very difficult, right?"

I didn't expect Natsuka Imai to say such a thing. Lisa Shiraishi couldn't help but look up and widen her eyes.

"But even so, if you keep standing still, be careful that things will change in a direction that you will regret!"

"Ms. Imai..."

Natsuka Imai looked at the sea outside the window dejectedly, and her expression seemed to contain a hint of self-mockery.

"If you keep standing still, be careful or things will change in a direction you'll regret."

For some reason, this simple sentence was more convincing than any love guide that Lisa Shiraishi had read on the Internet.

Could it be that Natsuka Imai also...

"Ms. Imai, have you ever had someone you liked before?"

When she heard the word "person I like", Natsuka Imai's expression changed.

The girl's radar, who was very sensitive to the scent of love, had a strong reaction to this.

confirmed!

Lisa Shiraishi imitated Natsuka Imai just now and leaned forward and lay on the table.

After realizing the danger, Natsuka Imai quickly stepped back, but of course Lisa Shiraishi would not let her go so easily.

"When it comes to love, we usually share our experiences with each other, right?"

She said with a smile.

"I should have kept my mouth shut if I had known."

Natsuka Imai sighed deeply...and finally seemed to give up resisting.

She spoke slowly and leisurely.

"Actually, there's not much to say... A long time ago, I lived in a nearby town... I was still in school at that time... I once had a guy who I cared about a lot."

"That was a long time ago. Before I entered junior high school, my family and I moved to this place to accommodate my parents' work."

"Later I heard that their family had also moved away, so from then on I was with that guy..."

"Do you still like him?"

Lisa Shiraishi's eyes sparkled with excitement and she interrupted Natsuka Imai.

Natsuka Imai's face turned red instantly, which looked very funny.

"Stop talking nonsense! I have lost interest in that kind of guy a long time ago!"

"School romance is something only kids would care about, right?"

"Oh?"

Lisa Shiraishi raised the corner of her mouth and smiled thoughtfully.

Seeing this, Natsuka Imai blushed and muttered something in a low voice with an unhappy look on her face.

"You still like each other, right?"

"Don't get carried away!"

Snapped!

Lisa Shiraishi heard a sound as if something hit an empty box, and it turned out to be Natsuka Imai who hit her on the head.

it hurts!

She held her head and looked at Natsuka Imai with tears in her eyes.

"You are a bad girl after all! That's why you resort to violence! You use violence instead of dialogue!"

"Huh? Who are you calling the bad girl? You've been asking nonsense questions!"

Natsuka Imai roared and raised her hands high.

"But, at least you'll still hope that someone you like will appear again, right?!"

Realizing that the situation was not good, Lisa Shiraishi closed her eyes tightly and shouted without thinking.

But no matter how long she waited, she couldn't feel the next palm strike coming.

Lisa Shiraishi opened her eyes slightly in fear and saw that Natsuka Imai maintained the posture of raising her arms without moving.

And at this moment, there was an indescribable complex expression on her face...

Chapter 312: Feeling like sparks are about to fly

"Humph!"

After a while, Imai Natsuka sat down angrily and continued to peel her conch meat.

Got...saved?

For a while, the only sound in the room was the sound of shells being dropped into the bowl.

Later, it was Lisa Shiraishi who broke the unbearable silence with her cautious voice.

"What kind of person is that boy?"

"What?! Are you done yet?!"

"Because I'm really curious! Sorry!"

When Shiraishi Lisa heard her vicious tone, she immediately put her hands on her head again.

"He was a member of the swimming club. He was the fastest in the whole club. I remember he always had a lucky string tied around his feet."

After the two of them confronted each other like this for a while, Imai Natsuka seemed to have calmed down, sighed deeply, and then spoke slowly.

"I see. Then he is an excellent swimmer just like Sousuke."

Somehow, Lisa Shiraishi subconsciously thought of Sosuke Ginjo.

"Is Sosuke also a good swimmer?"

This sentence aroused Natsuka Imai's curiosity.

"Of course. Didn't I just tell you that we are in the water polo club? Sousuke's swimming skills are unmatched."

There was a barely perceptible hint of pride in Shiraishi Lisa's tone.

"So this is ah..."

Natsuka Imai looked out the window thoughtfully.

In fact, when they first met, she also had a sense of déjà vu about Ginjo. Looking at his tanned skin, he must have grown up by the sea, right?

Now that I know he is also good at swimming, I can't help but feel that it is a coincidence of fate.

"Where is Sosuke from?"

She suddenly asked Shiraishi Lisa.

"Hokkaido, why do you ask this, Ms. Imai?"

Lisa Shiraishi looked at her in confusion.

"Nothing, just asking. Hokkaido is really a remote place."

Natsuka Imai didn't know why she asked this question.

You can tell from the name that they can't be the same person. If there are any similarities, they are probably only their age, being from the seaside, and being good at swimming.

No, maybe there is...

"Is that boy in the swimming club handsome?"

After all, Lisa Shiraishi is also a young girl, so of course she can't help but be gossipy.

"Yes, he was very handsome at that time, but that was already in elementary school."

In fact, Imai Natsuka was just thinking, if that boy grows up, will he be as tall and handsome as Ginjo?

"Eh? Miss Imai has liked him since elementary school?"

"I'm just interested in him!"

"I'm sorry! So what is your relationship?"

"Why do I feel like you're just apologizing on the surface, but you're actually asking me all sorts of questions!"

Natsuka Imai was furious and looked like she was about to pounce on her and bite her.

Seeing this, Lisa Shiraishi shrank back a little, but her eyes continued to stare at her.

It is normal for her to be so curious. When communicating with girls of the same age, love is always the hottest topic.

"It doesn't matter. You know, children will have someone they like more or less."

"Because our personalities were compatible, we often played together when we were young, but looking back now... no, it was nothing."

Natsuka Imai seemed to want to say something but stopped herself.

"That was your first love, right?"