Kikanshita Yuusha no Gojitsudan

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A large motorcycle travels from the suburbs toward the urban side.

HARLEY-DAVIDSON XL883.

Harley markings on pearl white tank. It's an orthodox-shaped bike called the Naked, not the so-called American type.

On board is a big man with black riders up and down, unshielded jet type helmet with sunglasses.

He is Ryugo Kanzaki, chairman of a three-year touring circle at the S University School of Economics.

Make it 190cm tall and weigh 98 kg. Body fat is a single-digit table.

Forged empty-handed, its body is covered with thick muscles, its appearance driving a large bike is truly an atmosphere of prestige, and at the same time it is still a visual that is likely to take a shotgun from the nostalgia and let it go.

Running temporarily, arriving in front of the station, Ryugo leaves his motorcycle in the garage and walks out toward the downtown area.

The time is after 3 pm. Ryugo walks down the street in front of the station where businessmen, housewives, students and other miscellaneous people come and go.

For some reason, every time I walk, the crowd ahead opens up.

As usual, Ryugo dares to walk relaxed by pushing and killing the mood to exhale.

Apparently, Ryugo's appearance stands out in a bad way, and people give way even though he's not particularly intimidating.

And even the evil ones of the gala seem to escape their eyes. Those who give way greatly, and those who notice Ryugo rush into the nearby store.

I have no intention of intimidating Ryugo at all. This is the case even though there is none at all.

Ryugo has also given up on that.

The key is to give up.

Arrive at a store in the corner of downtown.

There are many taverns, bars, etc. around, and at night Ryugo enters without hesitation into a shop in a place that would be busy.

When you enter the store, which is slightly dimmer than a typical cafe, proceed straight to the counter and take off your sunglasses.

I'm sure the number of customers will gradually increase in a few moments, but now it seemed that there were only about two other customers in the store.

"There you are. You've been busy lately."

A woman spoke to Ryugo from the other side of the counter.

She is a beauty in a piece with wide open shoulders and chest whether she is about thirty years old or not.

As the owner and owner of this store, she smiled kindly at Ryugo.

The soft atmosphere of inclusiveness and the crying appearance of my eyes is applauded by the way I like men even more. I hear a lot of guys actually go to this store for her.

I'm a little busy.

"Lisa missed you, huh? Always good?

Ryugo nodding small at her words.

And, feeling signs of fluttering sitting next to it, Ryugo then faintly relaxes his cheek when he looks next to him to the feel of his hand being placed on Ryugo's leg.

"Oh? Lisa, that's quick. I was resting in the back earlier."

Lisa can't even answer the store owner's words without sweetening Ryugo's body.

She also put the beverage ordered in front of Ryugo with a bitter laugh on her shoulder at Lisa's condition.

Ryugo mouths the drink when he gently strokes Lisa's cheek with the opposite hand that is hanging from her.

As usual, Ryugo barely talks while in the store.

He doesn't often utter words that are originally oligarchic in quality and unnecessary. Besides, some parts of Ryugo's voice on the low street consciously suppressed the number of words by worrying that it seemed intimidating to hear it.

He doesn't realize that the opposite is causing his atmosphere to atrophy.

After about forty minutes, Ryugo asks the store owner to account for it.

Lisa let go of her body from Ryugo when she heard it.

And stare at Ryugo's face jizzily as if he were going to be a remnant.

Cut long and big eyes capture Ryugo in his elegant face, and finally he slips his cheek over Ryugo's shoulder before exiting the chair.

"Welcome"

Ryugo gets up after completing his accounting.

Then the shopkeeper swells his cheeks with a look of great dissatisfaction.

".................. I'll be back"

A shopkeeper who seems satisfied with Ryugo for adding words without however.

Somehow when I came back to this store, Ryugo was always told this dialogue.

Everything seems to be a dialogue in an old movie, but Raw Hate Ryugo has never seen that movie.

There are actors who look a lot like Ryugo.

"Come back. Lisa's waiting for you, too."

He nodded lightly at the store owner's words and finally gently stroked Lisa's head and turned his heel back.

"Nha ~ n"

After "Cat Cafe“ Iris "while Lisa drops me off.

Ryugo walks out toward the station again.

I have a meeting after this.

I still have a lot of room for the promised time, but she always comes sooner than the meeting time.

I decided to speed up my legs a bit because I didn't mean to keep you waiting in this cold.

Fortunately, as usual, we arrived in front of the station square for the rendezvous.

A woman yelling around the corner.

"Shiatsu! I'm not nagging you with STDs, so go to the hospital!!

A yelling woman points to one of the signs lining up in front of the station.

There's the letter "AZ Clinic," and there's a medical subject underneath it, but it says "Anesthesiology."

"Hey, hey, we're different!

A pair of men who were relative to a woman raise their hurried voices.

Naturally. If you numbered a woman who seemed to be meeting in front of the station, then suddenly you were called out for STD. It is an addition to a sign that could be mistaken for a homosexual if you cite poorly.

By the way, they who were told to "persevere" only wanted to eat "just a little" once after being turned down. It's very normal, especially if it's not vicious or anything.

I'd rather feel sorry for them for calling out to their bad women, but I don't know that for the people around me.

There was still a high school girl who looked at the men and laughed and walked by, whispering something to each other now.

Reputational damage is also excellent here.

Ryugo sighs and approaches when he sees the men and the other woman.

"True Bow"

"! Ryugo!!

When the woman saw Ryugo, she rushed over and hugged him.

And he's rubbing his sleigh cheeks against Ryugo's thick chest plate. It's like marking.

Ryugo turns it back to the men as it is.

The men would have been nagging in a really light way, not that the gala was bad in a very normal college student style.

Because it was the usual thing to do, Ryugo was quickly discerning whether the main bow had caused a short breath and made a lot of noise.

"Looks like she bothered. Sorry."

Ryugo bows his head to the two of us.

Those who were lowered on the other hand were not there.

We have enough muscle stiffness to know from above the thick riders to bow our heads to ourselves.

If you try them, it's a big gutty guy + low voice + low posture = blackmail.

I am desperate for my trembling body.

"Yes, no, because we have spoken indignantly too..."

Poor numbs who manage to squeal their voices away from this place as soon as possible.

"... I appreciate you saying that. Then at least."

The moment Ryugo said that and got his hands on Ryders' chest,

"Wow! Sorry ~ ~ ~!"

The two of them escaped as a result of the detachment.

Too much, the boulder Ryugo also solidifies.

I was just trying to get my wallet out because I thought I could get something to drink instead of at least apologizing.

I'm going to miss my wallet vainly gripped in Ryugo's hand.

It was incomprehensible to Ryugo that the people around him who were parked and watching something were nodding about it as if they were somehow convinced.

Pull off the trunk that is still thrilled with the chest plate while subtly depressed.

"True Bow"

Makoto looks away from Ryugo's voice at first sight.

"Yes, no, you know what? I've been meeting Ryugo for a while and he's been nagging me, so..."

Ryugo sighs a little too, watching as he often said something.

There was a feeling that I gave up a little.

A woman called this main bow.

You know Makoto Okazaki from the same circle.

Yuya and others think of Mahogany as "Osama of Showa," and although the reality is not wrong, she is still a young woman. She is a girl in front of Kalesi.

I usually try not to put it on the table as much as I can, but in front of Ryugo, it can be Deledere.

But I'm not making it impossible. I guess both are her essence, to say the least.

"... move it for now"

"Oh, you know, why don't you eat something light? Took me a while to get around and I missed lunch."

Nodding at the words of the main bow, Ryugo turned his foot to the department store.

Go to the restaurant district and enter a family-style shop at this time when you will be relatively free.

Ryugo lightly sandwiches. The main bow is comfortable ordering pasta.

"So how was the interview?

Ryugo asks the main bow.

She flatters her shoulders wrapped in an unfamiliar recruit suit.

"It didn't feel very good. You call this a compression interview? There were some pretty tight questions and some seemed a little sexually harassing."

He's already two straight on the job front, even though he's been in college three years.

Companies that are members of the Guild have just begun corporate briefings, but few others have completed their job exams.

Ryugo himself had already taken job tests and interviews with a number of companies, and was able to get insiders from foreign companies that were not the primary aspirations.

Today was the first time that Mahogany had interviewed him because of the different industries he wanted, even though he had started working at the same time.

"Compression interview?"

Ryugo put his arms together and conceive.

It is also a matter that is often mentioned in university job support seminars.

Companies say that there are claims that "identify stress tolerance," "see responsiveness to matters that seem unreasonable," "evaluate people so that there are no early leavers," etc., but in fact, it makes little sense to reduce the corporate image or to end up having to recruit unconscious students in secondary recruitment because there are internal quitters. On the contrary, there are even cases of companies where information about a company in a major local supermarket conducting oppressive interviews has diffused and many high schools have refused to accept job offers and are unable to hire them or file lawsuits.

I don't understand that there are still companies like that even though there are far more disadvantages than the pros.

Nevertheless, I have never had an oppressive interview with Ryugo.

None of the interviewers, including the student part-time interview, had begun with him being very polite. Instead of compression interviews, even multiple interviewers and officers stood at the same time and bowed deeply at the conclusion of Ryugo's interview.

Dragon Wu has no consciousness at all, but his physical appearance is not the only one. The presence creates an atmosphere that makes people obey nature, and even though in high school he did not run for election as student chairman, something with Dragon Wu's name on the ballot paper sometimes outweighed the votes of the best voters.

Not only that, but it was the beginning of the rarity of being nominated as the next general manager instead of a sophomore in the third semester of the year in the karate department to which he belonged.

That's not going to be the case with fierce people who give oppressive interviews to such opponents.

"Either way, I didn't want to go because I told you that I might have a transfer."

Makoto laughed when he said so as he proceeded with his meal.

I have no desire to be separated from Ryugo if I try to be the main bow, and if Ryugo is transferred, I am willing to leave the company and get there.

"Right. Well, we still have time. There won't be any rush."

"Yeah, I have an exam and an interview next week. It's okay."

There is no darkness in the expression of a true-bow as if to corroborate the words.

I finish my meal and the coffee and fruit parfait I was asking for is brought to the table.

The clerk left the coffee in front of Ryugo and the parfait in front of the main bow without confirmation.

The main bow gently moves the parfait at his place toward Ryugo to attract coffee.

"... sorry"

I scratched my cheek so shy that Ryugo thanked me.

The main bow laughed nicely and mouthed the coffee.

There is a sharp gap with appearance, but Ryugo is a sweetheart.

And the main bow is spicy and the coffee is black.

By the way, Ryugo likes kids and animals, but he gets scared of kids because of his appearance. Animals like it.

I look at Ryugo like that and the main bow is so boring I adore cum, but let's put that aside now.

"So, you decided?

A bow draws the container of Ryugo's finished parfait to his place.

The care is to keep Ryugo from being seen with strange eyes by the clerk.

What is your usual attitude when you can take such care of yourself? It is a mystery.

"Oh. Kashiwaki would still be fit"

"Right. I think that's a good idea too."

It looks like they've decided something without us.