"Don't you talk sarcastic words there, it's not your attention!" Geng Ping turned his head and said.

"Is this related to my uncle?" Iori asked, "Who had to put a cross at the beginning?"

...

Seeing that the two people had already started arguing, the boss shook his head next to him.

"Oh, it's great to be young, have plenty of energy, and the relationship between them is really good enough!"

"Ah, after all, we're getting together every day..." said Shou Ryujiro.

"Have together every day?" The boss was a little curious, "What is their relationship?"

"What's the relationship..." Azusa Hamakata thought of the two of them taking off their nakedness every time they got drunk.

"A relationship of honesty!" Azusa Hamaoka raised a thumb and said.

"Eh?" A strand of hair falling back from the boss's forehead drooped.

"Oh, you are so good at joking!" The boss stretched out his hand and stroked the strand of his hair back, "Stop making trouble!"

"It's true, if you don't believe it, you can ask!" Hamakazu Hamakazu had a strange smile on her face.

...

"Kehara classmate," the boss walked to Iori who had just finished a fight with Kohei, "Ask a question!"

"Oh..." Iori nodded and asked casually.

"That..." the boss paused, "Do you have... lovers now?"

"Lovers?" Iori looked at Chisa who was sitting in front of the bar, "So there is one..."

"Let's go?" The boss's hair fell down again.

"Then your lover..." The boss put his hand on his shoulder, "Is the hair almost that long?"

"Well..." Iori Yukami nodded at Qiansa.

The boss's hair fell down three strands again.

"Although it seems calm on the outside...but is actually a natural fool?" the boss asked tentatively.

"Yes..." Iori thought of the last time Chisa hit her feet.

The boss's hair was hanging down more than a dozen strands.

"That..." The boss's expression was a bit complicated, "Do you often think that it is really a bad fate that you have developed to this day?"

"What you said is absolutely right!" Iori nodded with emotion.

The boss's hair is already messy.

"Why did you suddenly ask this?" Iori asked.

"Ah, it's okay!" The boss waved his hand, "Ahem, but that's it, everyone's love is different...Ahem, I'm a little thirsty..."

"Make up the corpse beast, do you want to have a cup of oolong tea?" Gengping held up the cup and handed it over.

"I won't drink that thing!" Ai Yoshihara said.

"Then give it to me, I'm thirsty!" The boss took it directly from Gengping's hand and drank it.

“Tons tons…”

After the three went down, the boss suddenly stood still and did not move. Then his body softened and he fell down.

With a "bang", the boss's head fell directly on the bar, making a muffled sound.

"Himmer..." The boss burped, and then a uniform snoring sounded.

"This bar owner is not good..." Gengping shook his head, "How could he open a bar with this alcohol tolerance?"

"Overyone will drink your thing, right..." Ai Na Yoshihara complained from the side.

By the way, Pab's oolong tea is a nine-to-one mix of vodka and whiskey.

Everyone was discussing whether to wake up the boss, but it is difficult to wake up once a person gets drunk.

Everyone tried it in various ways, but they still didn't wake him up.

"Hey, Iori!" Chisa, who had been sitting in the bar, spoke up.

"Hmm?" Iori turned his head and said, "What's wrong?"

"The song from the Spring Festival is very nice..." Qiansha lowered her head, her voice softly, "How did she write it?"

"..." Iori didn't know how to answer for a moment. He couldn't say that it was a song from his previous life, and it was plagiarized by me?

"Didn't you ask Sister Nanahua to take me to the aquarium last time?" Iori said, "Sister Nanahua talked to me about you. I don't know all kinds of things we haven't seen in the past ten years."

"Well..." Qiansha nodded slightly, "What about?"

"Then I wrote it out!" Iori knew that too much words would lead to mistakes, so he did not continue to edit it.

However, as soon as these words were said, Ai Yoshihara next to him was stunned.

"Hey? Wasn't that song written for me?" Ai Cai said in her heart.

At the same time, the words Iori said on the stage at that time were heard, "This song is sung to a girl!"

"So, that girl is not referring to me?" Yoshihara Aina turned her head and looked at Chisa next to her, "He wore women's clothing for me that day, and I thought..."

"Is that true..." Qiansha smiled, "That song is really nice. Next time, I will write a few more songs for everyone to listen to."

"Okay..." Iori smiled indifferently.

………………………………………

Although I don’t know what Chisa is thinking today, Iori is too lazy to think too much. He didn’t expect that Chisa would hear his conversation with his boss.

After Surujiro's work, everyone returned to the store together. Today, because Nobuji Tokita was not here, everyone had no intention of drinking, so they simply went back to their own rooms.

When he returned home, Ai Na Yoshihara was lying on the bed toss and turns and couldn't sleep. She kept thinking about the conversation between Chisa and Iori just now.

The conversation was obviously as plain as water, but I always felt a strange feeling when I listened to it.

Moreover, I only realized today that the song was not written for myself, but for Qiansha.

On the other side, Chisa was also lying on her bed, her eyes wide open looking at the ceiling, not knowing what she was thinking.

Until now, she couldn't believe that the song was written by Iori, and she didn't deny his talent. But at least she yelled at the store every day without clothes. It was hard to imagine that Iori would have such a delicate side.

But I don't need to think so much, anyway...

………………………………………

The next day, Ai Na and Kohei were sitting in the store, and Iori walked out of her room after drawing a comic.

"Ah... I'm so tired of working continuously..." Gengping stretched, "Let's make money tomorrow..."

"Then are you enough money for training?" asked Ai Na Yoshihara.

"It should be almost..." Gengping thought for a while, "But keep working hard in the next few days, don't you need to work?"

"I'll forget it..." Ai Na Yoshihara waved her hand.

"I don't need it anymore..." Qiansha shook her head gently.

"Iori, accompany me to work!" Kokai cried with a sad face, "It's so tiring to work alone..."

"Don't Senior Shita accompany you?" Iori said, "Why do you have to bring me, a person who can make money by drawing comics? Are my hands used to do rough work?"

Gengping turned around and drank. At this time, Gengping was hurt inside. Why didn’t he draw a comic that could make "Youth" be willing to publish in his second dimension?

At this time, I heard Chisa and Nanaha and a few girls talking about there.

"Sister Zi, what are you talking about?" Iori, who was idle, also came over.

"Chansa said she wanted to dive into a computer watch..." Azusa Hamaoka smiled.

"If you want it, buy it..." Iori sat carelessly on the stool next to him, picked up the potato chips from Qiansha on the table and threw them into his mouth.

"By the way, that thing is very expensive!" Azusa Hamakata smiled.

"I'm not poor..." Iori picked up the potato chips and threw them a piece.

"It is generally between 300,000 and 1 million..." Azusa Hamakaya raised her index finger and reminded.

"Well..." Iori thought for a while, "It's okay, it's just a matter of writing a few more songs..."

"I'm so envious!" Gengping, who was next to him, suddenly stood up and shouted, "Why are you a pervert who can draw comics and write songs?"

"The person who doesn't wear clothes all day has the face to say that others are perverted?" Iori turned around and mocked.

"It seems like you wear clothes every day..." Qiansha also complained next to her.

...

"Okay, since everyone is here, then let's go!" Nobuji Toda clapped his hands.

"Eh?" Iori was stunned, "Where to go?"

"Today I will take you to see the submersible equipment store!" Shou Ryujiro announced with his hands on his hips.
To be continued...