"Mai-chan, we have to leave, it's already too late." Oda glanced at his phone, and then saw Miss Shiraishi next to him, who was using boiled water as soju.
Still he reached over and patted Shiraishi's hand, "I still have work tomorrow."
"Ah, work? Okay." Shiraishi reluctantly put down the cup in his hand, and Oda also asked the store manager for a small box to pack the unfinished skewers for the next day's breakfast.
"Manager-san, goodbye!" Shiraishi stood up unsteadily and waved to the store manager, attracting the attention of other customers in the store. It seemed that several people recognized these two well-known idols.
I wanted to take out my phone to take pictures, but the store manager stopped me.
"I'd like to thank you, store manager, today." Oda bowed to the store manager when he left, "Does Mai come here often for late-night snacks?"
"Well, it's a beautiful scenery that often appears in our store." The boss was wearing an old apron. He looked in his forties or fifties and had some wounds on his face. He looked like the kind of person who had experienced hardships.
The old man with many stories said, "But I usually come here with another girl. If my memory is correct, this is your first time here, miss."
"Yes, manager-san, your barbecue skills are very good. If you work nearby, I will come over and chat with you." Oda nodded slightly, but this dignity was immediately broken by the body behind him who suddenly hugged him: "Little
City, let’s go, let’s go!”
"Then, boss, I will take her away first." Oda turned around to support Shiraishi, but still turned to say hello to the boss when leaving - although it is not particularly necessary to say hello to others when leaving.
, but such a sentence will indeed bring favor to others.
"But this little girl doesn't usually get drunk so easily, and I don't know what happened today." Oda heard the boss's murmur, "I usually come here on weekends, but it seems like Wednesday
Never came once.”
Silently keeping what the boss said in mind, Oda stretched out his hand to help Shiraishi comb the hair that was scattered in front and behind him. Then he put one of her arms on his shoulders and reached out to stop her when he came to the roadside.
At the same time, he helped Shiraishi put on a mask before getting in the taxi. He also took a photo of the taxi’s license plate number and sent it to a group including Shiraishi and Oda. He talked about how he and Shiraishi worked as a taxi together.
After that, I got into the car with peace of mind.
Although no accidents occurred during the taxi ride, Oda still felt that such a move was necessary. He helped Shiraishi take the elevator to the apartment she rented, and followed her instructions to remove it from her bag.
I took out the key bag and tried several times before I successfully opened the door with the key.
In fact, this seems to be Oda's first time at Shiraishi's home, because the two of them usually went to a nearby shopping mall to eat or buy cosmetics when they went out together. Shiraishi also invited Oda to the party of their senior group, but
On the one hand, Oda couldn't drink, and on the other hand, although Oda had interacted with Eto and Fukawa from the senior team, they weren't particularly close, so they used various reasons to shirk the offer.
However, this room does meet Oda's expectations for the Shiraishi family: simple decoration, warm-colored furniture and decorations, and the drunken Shiraishi is even more beautiful under the yellow light.
"Mai, take a shower!" Oda went to the bathroom first and wiped her face with Shiraishi's towel, and also helped her wake up. "I have work tomorrow, so I'll take a shower before going to bed and take off my makeup."
.”
"No, I want to sleep." Shiraishi's coquettish look was so cute that Oda blushed inadvertently.
"Good boy, go take a shower first." Oda rubbed Shiraishi's head, "Mai, do you want me to wash it for you?"
"Then... I'll wash it myself." I don't know why, but Ms. Shiraishi, a "diaosi" who usually likes physical contact the most, became inexplicably shy at this time, "Xiaoichi, don't peek!"
"No, no, no." Oda pressed his forehead with his hand speechlessly, and Shiraishi rushed into the bathroom. The sound of running water and the sound of rustling sounded at the same time. Oda also sat on Shiraishi's sofa.
, but found something wrong...
"Ma Yiyan, didn't you bring any clothes?"
There was silence in the bathroom for a while, then there was the sound of rummaging around, and after another period of silence, Shiraishi said carefully in a small voice: "It seems, I didn't take it."
"I'll go help Mai get the sample." Oda said, then got up and went to Shiraishi's bedroom. The first thing that caught Oda's eyes was the pink bed, but even though Kazuya's bed was decorated in pink
Mainly, but they do have completely different styles; if Hikari represents cuteness, then Shiraishi represents elegance. Turning around and opening the closet, there were neatly arranged sets of clothes, although they all looked very nice.
, but it was something Oda would never buy, let alone wear, in his whole life, "Mai-kun, where do you put your pajamas!"
"That...the cabinet on the left is the second one from the top."
"The first one?" Because Shiraishi's voice was relatively quiet, Oda didn't hear it completely, and only got the key information about the cabinet on the left.
"Yes...wait a minute, no, it's not that!" Shiraishi's voice sounded in a panic. Following a burst of busy sounds, the bathroom door was opened, and a figure wrapped in a bath towel rushed out of the bathroom.
When they arrived at the bedroom, Oda had already opened all the cabinets in the row on the left, found suitable pajamas, and was holding them in his hand to give to Shiraishi.
Looking at the top cabinet that had been opened, Shiraishi's expression became a little funny, and his cheeks that were originally red due to drunkenness also turned more serious red: "Xiaoichi... have you opened it?"
"That's right." Oda said with a matter-of-fact expression, "I only heard about the cabinets on the left, so I searched them all... Wait a minute, Mai, aren't you embarrassed?"
"..." Bai Shi fell into silence.
"What's there to be embarrassed about?" Oda handed the pajamas in his hand to Shiraishi and smiled, "I've seen this countless times when I was changing clothes, but you've been sneaking up on me so many times..."
"It's different...it's true." Ms. Shiraishi seemed to like to act coquettishly today. After taking the pajamas from Oda's hand, she ran back to the bathroom with a blush on her face.