Chapter 485 Beautiful Teen Delivery

   briefly mentioned to everyone the idea of ​​​​restarting the studio.

   After the activities of the student council were disbanded, Kato Yusuke sent Shiwa home by bicycle, and then went to a medium-sized apartment near Toyozaki Station.

   Store the mountain bike downstairs, go to the third-to-last room at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor of the apartment, and press the doorbell.

  Ding dong~

   The usual electric bell rang.

   After about ten seconds, there were brisk footsteps behind the door.

   "Which one is..."

   A dignified face appeared behind the opened door.

  The elegant white one-shoulder suspenders set off the snow-white shoulders, and the lower body is a simple blue denim skirt.

   The parties were dressed quite casually, and their hair was casually braided.

   "Kato... classmate...?"

   Hasumi Kanoko murmured dumbly, looking a little surprised.

"good evening."

   Kato Yusuke looked at her from top to bottom, his eyes extended down from the graceful collarbone, he deliberately stayed on those white and translucent legs for a moment, and then raised his face.

   cleared his throat and said, "Hello, beautiful boy delivery service."

"…what?"

   Hasumi Kanoko tilted her head blankly at first.

   Then, as if he understood something, but at the same time as if he didn't understand anything, that face glowed from the bottom of his heart.

   "Why are you here? Come in quickly." She said in surprise, hurriedly stepped aside, and opened the door, which was only one-third open, as an invitation.

   However, Kato Yusuke just smiled at you, but retreated.

   "After this, according to the regulations, are you sure you want to be named?"

   "Name?"

   "Do you want to make a substitution?"

   "...don't talk like that behind the wicket! It's misleading."

   Hasumi Kanoko blushed and gave me an irritated look before urging with joy, "...Bastard, come back slowly."

   "As you wish."

   Kato Yusuke smiled lightly and stepped back.

  —snap.

   The door closing sounded in front of him.

   Before I could ask about the slippers, a soft body rushed over and pushed me back against the wall with such a weak force.

  The low-grade perfume smell entered the nostrils.

  A pair of soft jade arms went around his shoulders and wrapped around his neck.

   In the last second, the red lips that exuded a sweet smell kissed, and squeezed my lips like you forgot.

   Kato Yusuke tasted the coffee, but he made a slight noise, and he could only feel the smoothness of cheese pudding spreading.

   Yuruanhuarou's delicate body squeezed out of his arms and pushed me against the wall.

   The other party just kissed me so coldly, and when it was time to make a humming sound, it seemed that he was expressing his thoughts.

   It was a long time ago when Hasumi Kanako let go of my lips reluctantly, but moved her face away.

  The watery and moist lips exhaled like a blue orchid, blowing the clammy breath under my face.

   As if he was still immersed in throbbing emotions, the other party hung under me like that, pressing his handsome nose to my cheek, and rubbing against my ears.

   Even breathing was very cold.

   Even through the clothes, Kato Yusuke could feel the man's heart beating slowly on his chest, which sounded inexplicably quiet.

  The quiet and intense atmosphere makes people want to talk, just want to be able to last longer.

   Hasumi Kanako smelled me heavily, and murmured loudly, "I came to you so late... Big villain..."

   "Well, sorry."

   Kato Yusuke quietly stretched out his hand, wrapped around the slender waist, which was not much narrower than A4 paper, and hugged you a little soothingly.

   "…Why is he still in uniform?"

   "I had time to go home and change clothes, so I came here."

   "So for him being young, is he worried about being seen...?"

   "By whom?"

   Hasumi Kanoko took a deep breath, turned her head forward a little, looked at me and said:

   "Actually, when you rang the doorbell just now, you thought it was Teacher Maria."

   "This little wave's English teacher?"

   A fist hit my skull hard.

   "You can call the teacher by that nickname~"

   Kato Yusuke deliberately teased you and said, "Maybe it's a compliment outside of a girl?"

  Lian Jian Kanako was even more full when he heard the words, he frowned as if he was fierce, and responded: "That's okay, he doesn't have you anymore."

   "That eldest sister, please hold back a little, can you take away your softness?"

   "Oh? Is it a delivery service?"

   "That's it."

   "You can do something that makes him feel poor."

   "...why do the roles switch between perception and perception?"

   As the two of them spoke, they couldn't help but laugh at the same time.

  …

   dragged off his slippers and walked into the living room.

   There are two cups of coffee under the dining table.

  Because it looked like it was prepared for himself, Kato Yusuke turned his head and asked.

   "Does he have no guests? Daikano."

   "Did you tell him?"

   Hasumi Kanoko, who came over quickly, explained, "Maria-sensei has just sat by your side for a while, and you live on the floor downstairs."

   "So, which cup is his?"

   "Huh... does he want to drink?"

   "You've been riding a bicycle for a long time, and you're not thirsty. Is that okay?"

   "It's like that. The cup on the right is yours. The coffee is no longer cold. You can make another cup for it... Ah, you can drink it directly!"

   In consideration of your dissuasion, Kato Yusuke directly picked up the mug on the right and drank half of the remaining coffee cow outside.

   Then I felt a little more comfortable in my thirsty throat.

   "Does he know that far water quenches the thirst of the near? Mr. Mandarin."

   "…sophistry, drinking cold coffee is good for the stomach."

   "Can I trouble you to make another cup of coffee, or pour you a glass of water?"

  Hausan Kanako gave me a blank look and went to the kitchen to boil water with a mug.

   Kato Yusuke pulled up a dining chair and sat down, looking around the room casually.

  The furnishings outside the room are still a little different from the previous one, but after that time, I somehow lost a little sense of belonging.

   Maybe it was the prequel of eating Daikano, I was thinking on the edge, and my thoughts were pulled back to this night of teaching in the school.

   Then, I realized a problem.

  I, seems to be the party invited.

   If I count it like that, am I the one who enjoys or the one who is enjoyed...

   That's weird.

   Kato Yusuke thought, and asked casually, "Dakano, what is the price of the apartment he lives in now?"

   "...Huh, why did you ask that all of a sudden?" Hasumi Kanoko raised her face in confusion in front of the island.

   "Anything, just ask carefully."

   "Seriously ask, what is it for?" You tilted your head very much for him, revealing a touch of maturity and a little more masculinity casually.

   Kato Yusuke looked at you with admiration and smiled: "In order to know how much money you need to earn to support him."

   "Strange, you seem to have heard the joke outside of that sentence...?"

   "He's just being teased by you, let's satisfy your curiosity."

   "Who is curious about that kind of thing?"

   "Where is no one inside for the first time?"

  “—!”

  Lian Jian Kanoko puffed out her face with anger, her ugly little eyes stared straight at me, and there was a hint of embarrassment on the outside.

   Kato Yusuke raised his hands in an apology.

   The two looked at each other for a while.

  Lian Jian Kanako sighed faintly and said bitterly: "It is he who is willing to let you go back... You can even participate in the morning meeting on the seventh day."

   "That's right, you're right about this and the next joke, so forgive you?"

   "...Do you have any intention of blaming him?"

  You squeezed the top of the denim skirt tightly, lowered your eyes, and slightly opened your red lips.

   "…you are very…happy."

   Even though there is only an island between the two sides, the voices made by the parties are still so subtle that people can hear them.

   "Huh? What did he say...?"

   Kato Yusuke asked before asking him without thinking, before Hasumi Kanoko raised her face to face me again.

   For him, your cheeks are flushed and your lips are closed.

   "You mean..."

  Lian Jian Kanako grabbed her right elbow with her left hand, and said hurriedly while dodging her eyes, "You are disgusted, he treats you like this."

Oh…

   Kato Yusuke's mind moved slightly and said meaningfully: "Dakano, H."

  “…!”

   The shy and angry eyes responded to me, and then quickly became tender.

   "Maybe, but you only do that to one person."

   "...he is, flirting with you?"

  Lian saw Kanako giggling, "He might as well guess~?"

   Kato Yusuke shrugged, commenting on the straight ball, and just leaned back relaxed in the seat back.

   Before laughing for a while, the water outside the electric cooler just started to boil.

   Hasumi Kanoko said as he poured water into the coffee:

   "About the question he just asked, although I know why he asked, but the price of that apartment was 100 million yen."

   "It's really ashamed to be Chiyoda Ward, it's expensive enough."

   "Yeah~ Based on your salary, if you eat and drink for seventeen years, you can probably buy that. Give him coffee~"

"thanks."

   Kato Yusuke silently calculated in his heart and asked, "Dakano's annual salary is 6.5 million?"

   "Yes~ I should say that is also the annual salary of a small number of middle and high school teachers.

  In private schools like Toyonozaki Academy, the salary is much lower than that of public schools.

   Although the teachers of private schools are civil servants, they will not be able to get corresponding overtime pay when they work overtime, so they earn less. "

   "At the level of Director Yamashiro, the annual salary is not much?"

   "If he asks my teacher, you have a way to answer him, if it is Director Guo Shancheng..."

   Hasumi Kanoko thought for a while, and then said:

   "I've been drinking less at faculty gatherings every time, but I've been willing to tell my salary. Do you remember it's 7.3 million?"

   Kato Yusuke nodded thoughtlessly and replied, "The gap is also quite large."

   "After all, he is the grade director, and Mr. Yamashiro is 50 years old? Besides, Japanese low and middle schools are basically based on the salary system based on seniority, so the older the teacher, the lower the salary~"

   "According to that, it seems that Oyano and Nakamura are at a disadvantage?"

   "It was just like that at the end. It was Mr. Nakamura and I, because I have no relationship with him, I have received allowances for him eight times in a row this year, right?

   Like being elected student council president, winning the national junior track and field competition, and winning the sports festival.

  The school does nothing to those who are less or more, and it is also an incentive to test the personal qualities of teachers.

   If you can do it, you can only get the basic salary and overtime pay. If you pass it, this is your own problem. "

   "So it is." Yusuke Kato nodded at the place of residence, and a detailed explanation made me fully understand the income standard of Japanese teachers.

   Hasumi Kanoko looked at my reaction and asked, "Has his curiosity been satisfied?"

   "Ah, satisfied, thank you."

   "It's polite, so it's your turn."

"Um?"

   "What did he want to do when he asked about that? Did you plan to be a teacher before?"

   "Why did he think that?"

   "According to the trend of the topic, special people will think that way, right?"

   "Teacher..."

   Kato Yusuke took a sip of coffee, moistened his throat, and replied, "You are also a teacher now."

"what?"

   "If I remember correctly, next time you talked about you being a professional cartoonist, did he forget?"

   After I reminded him like that, Hasumi Kanoko also remembered it, and she shook her head sarcastically.

  You also care about the difference, but just follow the words.

   "So, do you want to call him Kato-sensei?"

   Kato Yusuke stared at you for a while, then smiled and shook his head in denial.

   "Yes, that name is correct."

   "Is that right...?"

   "Abnormally speaking, that line is addressed by adding a teacher before the pen name."

   "Is that so..."

   "Usually, people in the editorial department will call you Fujimoto-sensei, which is the pseudonym you are using now."

   "Fujimotoki...Fujimotoki-sensei, such a strange name...Huh?"

  Lian Jian Kanako frowned slightly and muttered: "You seem to have heard that name somewhere..."

   "Did he pay attention to today's affairs?"

   "…what happened today?"

   Kato Yusuke nodded heavily and said bluntly, "Although it's too good for you to say that... But you are the manga author mentioned by this news media."

The moment the    words blurted out, the room suddenly fell silent.

   Hasumi Kanoko's eyes were dull, and the thinking ability of the cerebellum also stopped.

  You opened your mouth slightly in surprise, and the whole person was still and moving like being stopped by time.

   After eight seconds, the eyes gradually returned to focus.

  The client hurriedly shut his mouth, as if he felt that nothing was elegant, but he knew what to say for a while.

   Kato Yusuke thought for a while, then pushed his mug over with his fingertips, and said, "Drink some coffee first to calm down?"

   Hasumi Kanoko took a deep breath, quietly took the mug, and gulped down two sips of warm coffee.

  As the warmth spread in your chest, you finally relaxed a little, and then looked over with a pair of surprised eyes, and hurriedly said:

   "That's it... So it's him..."

   "Agree in advance, you have thought about hiding it from him, and you also avoid him when you work later, and he has seen the following content."

   Kato Yusuke said with a sigh, and his tone became helpless.

   "Yeah...Even so, Daikano seems to be not paying attention, he's really agile."

  …

   (end of this chapter)

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