I Shaved. Then I Brought a High School Girl Home.

"Hey"

Mishima is where I turn my cold eyes.

"Oh, Yoshida Senpai. Do you eat at lunch?"

"Chigepuyo idiot. Do you realize you have to do something once a day?"

When I asked, Mishima tilted her head.

Ending? Comes to mind.

You already know that you're a tech savvy guy.

"Fix it now"

"Where and where?"

"Don't you understand without saying it?

As I approached with a blue line, Mishima looked around like a panic.

And speak with a whisper with my mouth close to my ears.

"I told you yesterday, too. I relaxed moderately ..."

As I was saying something sweet, I turned my arm over Mishima's shoulder and brought my face closer.

That way, your voice won't be heard much around you.

"Okay. I didn't say anything yesterday because it was a drinking place, but I didn't affirm your way. Don't misunderstand."

"That's right! Then I'm going to be working sharply?"

"It's natural, everyone except you is working sharply."

"Gee ..."

Mishima shows a blatant expression.

I suddenly looked up and met my eyes with Mr. Goto, a distant desk.

The eyes were perfectly matched.

I hurriedly unravel my shoulder with Mishima and cough.

"Anyway, fix before lunch break"

"Well, there's not an hour left before lunch break."

I smile and smile at Mishima.

"Yeah"

"Ue ..."

I know what I can do. If so, let me do it.

This is also a problem if you do not work to the extent that the person does not collapse.

Aside from Mishima, who begins to work reluctantly, I try to return to my seat.

But.

“Yoshida!

A voice came from a distant desk.

Looking back, the voice is mainly Goto-san.

"Yes?"

Pointing at herself and tilting her head, Mr. Goto shook his head and beckoned.

What is it?

Did I do anything?

Cold sweat oozes out.

Goto-san is mentally annoyed that she has been hit recently, but she is simply my boss.

Recently, Mr. Goto, who has also been working on personnel affairs, did not talk much about my work, but being suddenly called by my boss was a cold sweat.

Going to Goto's seat with a bad sweat, Goto smiled with a smile and snapped his PC keyboard.

He pointed at the PC screen and smiled again.

Look at the screen?

When she interpreted her gestures and looked into the scary screen I was scared of.

"Do you have time after leaving the office tomorrow?

That was written in the launched Word document.

"Eh, tomorrow?"

When I put it in my mouth and asked so, Mr. Goto showed his index finger upright in front of his mouth.

"Please contact me later"

Speaking so quietly, Goto turned to his PC as if nothing had happened.

what. What do you mean.

Go for a little drink! It is not the air of.

Date? No, it doesn't make sense to be invited to a date suddenly by someone who was hit.

Goto-san glanced at me while I was thinking about standing on a stick.

"You can go now."

"Oh yes, I'm sorry!"

I was told that I could go back quickly.

I turn my heels and aim for my seat.

Regardless, he seems to have to go somewhere with Mr. Goto at the end of his work tomorrow.

I feel subtle, like happy or not.

On my way back to my seat, I suddenly felt my gaze and looked around the office.

She looked away in a hurry and purposely snapped the keyboard.

You don't work here, work.

Though poisoned in my mind, my thoughts are immediately dominated by Mr. Goto.

What a call, really?

I didn't mind.

"Hey, Goto-san invited me to eat."

While pecking his own meat and potatoes, Sayu pricked her eyes.

After work, send a confirmation email to Mr. Goto while shaking on the train.

"I'm sorry just before. Would you like to eat dinner together tomorrow after work? '

And came back.

"Are you good?"

"It's good ... what is this, what is it?"

"I don't normally ask for rice?"

"No, no! There is absolutely something to decide."

Say, I say, "Eh," she was half-laughed.

Children may not know, but there are various implications for working people's dinner and drinking.

For example, you may be told that you are being offered a promotion, or vice versa.

When I just joined the company, my boss sometimes stopped at a bar and said, "That was bad."

Inviting your boss to eat is always nervous unless you're a boss who hasn't been able to care.

"Okay, I don't eat meat and potatoes. I'll cool down."

"Oh ... I'll get it."

As Sayu told me, I chop chopsticks on freshly-grown meat and potatoes still hot.

Pick up potatoes dyed in the hokuhoku wheat color with chopsticks and put them in your mouth.

"Oh, delicious"

“Really?

Sa Yu nodded satisfactorily and threw a potato into her mouth.

"Hmm, hey"

"You're pretty good at cooking"

I said, Sayuu laughed as if she was shy.

"You can praise me more"

"Yeah, Japan's best"

"The right guy!"

Sayu laughed brilliantly and ate white rice with the meat.

Anyway, Sayu's food is really delicious.

It seems that he was cooking even when he was at home.

… Is my parents taught me about cooking?

With that thought, I shook my head sideways.

Don't think about things you can't help.

"what happened"

"No, anything"

Sha Yu tilts her head, but stuffs white rice in her mouth as if nothing had happened.

She also proceeded with her meal without worrying much.

"Well then?"

"Hmm?"

"Mr. Goto and rice"

Sayu stopped the chopsticks and stared at me.

I shake my head vertically.

"I can't refuse this."

"Why? I like it?"

"Because it's my boss."

In my words, Sayu bent his mouth so that he was not convinced.

"I really like it, right?"

"It's different"

"So I don't like it"

"It's ... this is different."

Upon cheating, Sa Yu snapped his nose.

"I still like what I mean."

"... I guess it won't be so easy. I've been in love for five years, I'm not.

Sayuu, while feeling a little bit hard, looked away from me, with the expression "I'm done".

"sorry"

"No, I don't care. You can think of it as a miserable old man."

"Hmmmm"

Sayu shook his head.

"Yoshida-san, it's cool. If Goto didn't have a boyfriend, I think he would have been OK."

"Haha, comfort me,"

"If it really is"

The more you follow, the more miserable you are.

There is a dry laugh.

"Well, I'll go tomorrow anyway. I'll refuse to be invited by my boss, let alone Goto."

"Okay, so I don't need dinner."

Sayu nodded and asked me.

Yes, yesterday, I had to drink dinner with Mishima to make dinner.

I was asking if I would be invited tomorrow by Mr. Goto to confirm whether or not to have dinner.

Convincing, I nod.

"Oh, I don't need it."

"Do you get it"

Talking so far, I suddenly thought.

"Well, don't you have a phone?"

"Ah, mobile ..."

Sha Yu smiled and shook her head.

"Do not have"

As expected, I was surprised.

This is the age when even elementary school students have smartphones.

No wonder JK didn't carry it.

"Did you leave it at home?"

When I asked, Sayu shook his head again.

"When I was in Chiba, my friends ... I guess, my classmates when I was in Hokkaido are getting so many calls."

Sayuu laughs at her, as if to cheat.

"I fell into the sea"

"Hey, don't throw trash into the sea."

What a guy.

I have taken too much action, and I am not impressed that I dumped it in the sea.

"Did you not carry your phone ever since?"

"Yup"

"seriously……"

"It's surprisingly easy."

Well, certainly.

She might not need her anymore if she settled her old relationships.

"why?"

Sha-Yu shook his head asking why he asked such a thing.

"No, even when it's decided that you can't return home suddenly, if you don't contact me, you may be messed up again."

"Oh, ok ..."

Sa Yu nodded as if she was afraid, and immediately, she shook her eyes, slightly shy.

"what is it"

"No, that"

Sayu whispered in a small voice.

"Somehow the conversation is like a newlywed."

"Huh ...?"

"Joke, it's a joke! Don't be such a scary face."

When I frowned, Sayu waved his hand in front of her body as if in a hurry.

"Well, if I make it, I just want to eat it in the morning."

"No, but isn't it convenient to have a mobile phone?"

In my words, Sayu shook his head violently.

"I don't need it! I don't really need it!"

"Please refrain"

"No, I don't need it, and I can't possibly sign a contract alone."

That was the case.

I feel like there was a rule that high school students could not make a mobile phone contract with their parents.

Of course, I didn't have a mobile phone when I was in high school, so I don't know much about that.

"Well, I want some sort of communication."

I muttered, but Sayu was hard and did not shake her head.

"OK, OK!"

There is also a reluctance to do so.

He looks sideways at Sayu and smiles.

The trouble is not only Sayu, but I too.

I was worried that I couldn't hear anything from outside when I had a high school girl at home.

I want a way to get in touch when something happens.

Mobile phone?

Is it something you can't get?

I fell asleep that day, thinking dimly.

"Well, then Yoshida would normally sign a second mobile phone and hand it over to Sayu."

"Ah, right?"

I consulted Hashimoto before the start of work the next day and was able to get a simple answer.

Well, should I sign under my name?

It was a complete blind spot.

"Is it going to buy on the next holiday?"

I muttered and put on my work PC.

Well, suppose you think about mobile.

First, get over the night.

I stared at Mr. Goto's desk, who had not been to work yet, and sweated on my back.