I just want to be a regular writer

Arrive at the hotel and check in at noon.

Probably he didn't consider the relationship of the future. After paying the room rate, Hirose Sisi also ordered the hotel's room service and seriously enjoyed a lunch.

Next, she went to have a look and find a good target.

With this thought, Hirose Sisi pushed the wheelchair and left the room.

She walked around upstairs and downstairs, pretending to unintentionally pay attention to any resident who swiped the card to enter the door or the person who led the door to leave, quietly and silently choosing the pair of unknown existence, her favorite leg.

Again--

Now that you have already grabbed it, just grab a pair of pleasing legs.

Walking posture is very important, maybe the footsteps should be light enough.

Two hours later, Hirose Sisi had no satisfactory harvest.

But she was not discouraged, just pushed the wheelchair out of the elevator, and then went to her room.

"Crack."

The resident next door opened the door.

The first thing Hirose Sisi noticed was not the people in the room, but the people waiting outside the room.

It was an exotic man, it seemed to be about 190 cm.

The man has a pair of green eyes and looks melancholy and passionate like a model on the cover of a fashion magazine. He glanced at Hirose while waiting for the door to open.

With a fleeting scrutiny in his gaze, after meeting Hirose Sisi's gaze, he smiled and nodded.

Immediately afterwards, the man immediately looked away and lifted the paper bag in his hand and laughed: "Little Qingye, I brought you a black forest cake~"

The man's voice was intimacy, and perhaps the people in the room were in a bad mood, and even a hint of trivial flattery.

Hirose Sisi was a little curious about what the people inside looked like, so that she could be looked at with such a pair of eyes.

So Hirose Sisi speeded up her hand and glanced in before the door closed.

——She only saw one back.

She is a woman who looks very petite compared to a man, and is thin.The legs in sports shorts are white and straight, and when their feet steadily fall on the ground, the legs have symmetrical and beautiful muscle lines.

"Mr. Fernando, do you have nothing else to do?"

——This is the last word Hirose Sisi heard before the door closed.

Xiaoqingye.

Fernando.

Hirose Sisi lowered her head and glanced at her legs, then pushed her wheelchair away.

She thought, she had found her favorite legs.

"Of course I have nothing else to do."

Fernando responded naturally, gently putting down the paper bag containing the cake, and then unhurriedly digging out a portable coffee machine and a bag of coffee beans from the luggage.

"This trip to Sendai didn't have any work. I just wanted to talk to Xiao Qingye for a few words. As for the next job..."

Fernando held the grinder's handle patiently, grinning coffee beans and shrugging his shoulders with a smile. He even showed a grieved expression: "Does Aoba not welcome me?"

Aoba Hitomi laughed dryly when she heard the words, and put her back in the quilt.

"I thought you came back suddenly with a job."

"Of course it is important work to see Aoba." Fernando responded quickly, raising his head and asking, "Is it almost past the deadline?"

"Why mention this again?" Aoba Hitomi frowned unhappily: "Didn't I say that I don't want to paint anymore? Teacher Kira has never called to remind me. I probably didn't expect me, so I said... . I am not suitable for being a cartoonist."

Fernando turned around at noon. Compared with the various "changes" outside, Aoba Hitomi is only this level thank God-how should I put it... Maybe it is because Aoba Hitomi thinks a lot of things. The reason?

do not know.

Fernando curled his lips, preparing to change the subject.

This is embarrassing him.

All the time, what he and Hitomi Aoba talked about the most were all kinds of cases, and the tricks used to the women outside, if they were used on Hitomi Aoba...may be changed to one or two.

Fernando, who had always been glib, was troubled.

Since there is nothing to say, just make a cup of coffee quietly.

Fernando raised his hand to turn on the TV and devoted himself to the work of "making an excellent cup of coffee."

until...

The doorbell of the room rang.

"I'm going to open it, probably the guest room." Fernando got up when he heard the words and gave the coffee to Hitomi Aoba before going to open the door.

He didn't open the door immediately, but glanced in the cat's eyes.

what...

Is this coming to block people?

Fernando had a headache, shook his head and opened the door.

He raised an index finger to his lips and made a silent gesture, then left the guest room and closed the door.

"Miss Sasaki." Fernando looked at Azusa Sasaki with a smile that was not frivolous, with a sense of estrangement: "This is my friend's residence, I think you should have found the wrong place. You know, my friend... just An unknown cartoonist."

"But you are here."

Azusa Sasaki took off the wide-brimmed hat on her head and turned around: "Sorry, I want to ask you to confirm something urgent, so I took the liberty to come."

"urgent?"

Sasaki Azusa nodded: "Yes, it's about... Sendai City now."

Chapter 047 Shaping the Best Master

"Big brother, I brought ice cream!~"

Standing in front of Yoshikage Kira now was a person who was completely out of Kira Yoshikage's expectations-Kanta Yoshida.