Chapter 280 Maple Leaf’s Hickey (Third Update)

[After ten years, I started keeping a diary again. It’s quite awkward to talk about keeping a diary. I don’t know how I suddenly wanted to keep a diary a long time ago.]

[Since I have nothing to say, I will write wherever I think of it. I have been to Teine Shrine. Although it is open to visit during the holidays, it has not yet arrived, so I closed the door and thanked visitors. Maybe it is because the summer vacation in Tokyo is early.

, The schools in Sapporo haven’t heard about the holiday date yet, but a few elementary schools in Otaru City have holidays one after another, but after all, there is still some time before the peak tourist season.]

[The diary of when I was eight years old ended abruptly. The last person mentioned was the priest of Teine Shrine. I asked my mother to ask, but there was no reply. It is said that the priest stopped showing up a long time ago. Every year

The sacrifices at the shrine have also been left to the disciples... I don’t know if I can see him this year. There is only half a month left, so I can only wait for the good news at home and look forward to a call one day.]

[My father said that I haven’t gone home to rest for many years. This year, I wanted to go together as a family to have fun at the shrine festival. I agreed, mainly because Mao also wanted to go. I heard that there was a fireworks display, and we must kiss while watching the fireworks on the top of the mountain.

Very romantic, right?]

Natsume Naoki was sitting at his desk writing a diary. When he wrote this, he stopped writing, tapped the tip of his pen on the paper, and looked back at Asai.

She was sitting on the bed folding clothes, quietly and as beautiful as a painting.

Natsume Naoki picked up the pen again and continued writing.

[It seemed that she went too far in the bathroom that night. She was very angry and had a tantrum. Although she didn't complain about me afterwards, she didn't let me touch her for several nights, and she slept separately on the bed.

Although this makes me a little at a loss, I know that the relationship is still one step closer...at least I get a good morning kiss every morning when I wake up.]

[I can't describe in words how a girl looked at me with disgust in her eyes, and in the end she had no choice but to kiss her... In short, it was very cute. But I don't need to describe it in detail. Let's see.

I will certainly be able to think of it when writing this diary... I swear that I will never forget the days when I slept with Mao in the last few days.]

[Note: Now I seem to understand why I wrote the diary in the first place. What was in my mind when I wrote these things will definitely come back to me when I read it again... I shouldn’t be so unlucky that I lose my memory again, right?]

[Note: Today is the day I go to my internship. Mao will drive me and pick me up after work. It takes more than 40 minutes to get to Sapporo city from the village, which is a bit troublesome. I will learn to drive as soon as possible.

This way you don’t have to bother her all the time.]

Capping the pen and closing the diary, he stretched, then turned to look at Asai: "After sending me to work, will you come back directly?"

Asai was still folding clothes carefully and answered without raising her head: "I am a maid. It is what I should do and my job to clean up the housework. Since I followed you home, I don't need Aunt Natsume to take care of the inside and outside of the house.

, I have to take responsibility."

"You are still lying." Natsume Naoki heard this and said: "I asked my mother, she has never hired you at all."

Asai stood up and put the folded clothes into the closet, then threw the laundry into the clothes basket and stood up holding it.

"But that contract is real." She glanced at Natsume Naoki.

Natsume Naoki waved her over, and Asai didn't reject her and walked to his side.

"If you wear too little, you'll get cold." He put his hand on Asai's waist and said with a frown.

"You can hug me if you want." Asai felt helpless, "I'll just make excuses."

"hey-hey."

Natsume Naoki laughed evilly, hugged her tightly in his arms, hugged her waist tightly, and put his face on her belly.

"Ah..." He took a deep breath: "I feel full of strength! I will definitely be full of energy when I go to work today!"

"Come on!" Asai shook his head, then pushed him away: "I've found clothes for you, put them on and come down to eat."

"Mao-chan~"

Natsume Reiko's shout came from downstairs: "There is your express delivery!"

Asai was stunned when he heard this: "My express delivery?"

Natsume Naoki was also a little confused: "Did you shop online?"

"No." Asai shook his head.

At home in Kandagawa, Tokyo, there were very few things sent to Asai. Most of them were purchased from overseas by Natsume Naoki and asked to be bought by Muto Grocery Store.

A qualified maid knows how to save money. Although online shopping is very convenient in China, it is not much cheaper abroad than buying things at wholesale markets.

Under the watchful eye of Natsume Naoki, she went downstairs to get the package, and then threw the clothes into the washing machine, washing the ones that needed to be washed by hand. She actually endured it until she finished all the housework to be done in the morning.

After finishing, I went back to the house to unpack the express.

Natsume Naoki also followed into the bedroom after having breakfast. He was a little curious.

"Can I see it?"

He stood at the door and knocked.

"Enter."

Pushing the door open, Asai was sitting on the bed. In the trash can was a discarded express box...a very small one, about the size of a mobile phone.

The contents of the box were already in her hands.

An evidence bag was wrapped in plastic bubble wrap and contained a key.

Asai took the key out of the evidence bag, put it in his hand, and looked at it quietly.

"A key?" Natsume Naoki was a little confused.

Asai came to his senses and put the key away.

"It's time, it's time to set off." She stood up and looked at Natsume Naoki.

The crystal clarity in his eyes flashed past.

Get on the main road from the coastal village between Otaru City and Sapporo, drive all the way southeast, and enter the expressway in about ten minutes.

Driving on the highway was much faster, and we entered the city in less than thirty minutes.

The company's office building is near Nakajima Park.

"The maple leaves look very beautiful." Natsume Naoki sat in the passenger seat and looked to the left. The red maple leaves made people yearn for Nakajima Park.

"Remember that cat?" he asked suddenly.

Asai was driving, but he still knew where he was talking in an instant.

That Holy Land Tour, Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden in the rain.

There they met a street singer and his house cat.

"We also got cats later," Asai said.

Natsume Naoki turned to look at her and suddenly smiled: "Actually, I should count as raising two."

The car stopped, but after some time, Natsume Naoki got out of the car with her bag on her back.

Asai rolled down the window and said, "If you know what time you get off work, call me in advance. Just wait for me here and don't run around."

"I'm not a kid anymore." He smiled and waved, watching Asai disappear at the end of the traffic light in his father's Santana.

"Next..." He glanced at the gate of the industrial park, took a deep breath, and tightened the schoolbag on his back: "Smart Games on the 1st floor of Building C, cheer up! This is the first day.

work!"

Under the coat is a shirt carefully selected by Asai, and under the trousers he wears warm trousers. Today he is really a little more mature than in school.

He took out his cell phone and took a photo of his face. He hesitated.

"You shouldn't...can't tell, right?"

He said to himself, referring to the vague lipstick mark on his face.

On the right side of the cheek.

Although it seemed as if there were no traces, Natsume Naoki looked through the front camera of his mobile phone and saw that the hickey was redder than the maple leaves in Nakajima Park opposite.

It shouldn't matter, she thought to herself, since no one would stare at her face.

Besides, even if it is seen, what will happen?

Is it possible that the interviewer can still be jealous?

He chuckled lightly, laughing at the idea that suddenly popped into his head.

Shaking his head, he put all these things behind him, looked up at the numbers marked on the sides of the buildings in the industrial park, and walked towards Building C, the innermost building.
Chapter completed!