Tokyo: Who would still fall in love after being spoiled?

Chapter 22: If in the future, I am Qijiang and call you Ah Chu
"When you start working, there will always be socializing with female colleagues or superiors, right?"

On the way to school from Riverside Park to Kita-Sakura High School, he explained his theory to Takeda with examples.

"and then?"

"If a female colleague gets drunk and you're assigned by your senior to take her home, there's bound to be physical contact, right?"

"what……"

"Like holding hands, supporting shoulders, and even sometimes carrying each other on the back, these are all inevitable, right?"

This was also his personal experience. On the other hand...

Sooner or later, "lover" will become "spouse", and "spouse" will become "family".

Feelings that have lasted for such a long time will naturally not be changed by such trivial matters.

"Then...!" Takeda disagreed and insisted, "Why don't you just not go? You can't refuse a dinner party or something like that?"

"..."

He glanced at Takeda who was walking side by side with him towards the school gate.

Her long hair and original bangs were tied back, and her smooth forehead and neck still showed traces of recent exercise.

Even the sailor suit he was wearing, which was already a bit messy and had not been tidied up, had some of the fabric soaked with sweat.

"Ahem! Ms. Takeda." He coughed lightly and spoke in a hoarse voice, "You're the only one who didn't respond to the company party notice. What's going on?"

"Eh?!" Takeda widened her eyes, turned her head to look at him, and frowned, "What the hell..."

"You don't seem to be very united with your colleagues...Ms. Takeda."

"..."

"If Miss Takeda doesn't go, we'll be in a difficult situation... The company's performance this month hasn't been good, and we still have to figure out who will make the sacrifices for this dinner and use somen in lieu of salary..."

"Ugh—Inoue…" Takeda grinned in disbelief, "How vicious."

"And then," he concluded, "Ms. Takeda's hard-earned monthly salary of 300,000 to 400,000 yen was replaced by the company with 300,000 to 400,000 yen worth of dried somen noodles."

"How long will this last?" Takeda was terrified. "Is there really a company that would do this?! We can report it to the government, right?! There's bound to be someone who'll take care of this, right?!"

"Who knows..." Inoue was ambiguous.

Maybe this is youth...

A youth with a bright and clear sky that has not yet been exposed to the shadows of society.

He fell into a state of emotion, and the frightened Takeda lowered his head and fell silent.

"Although...but!" Turning the last intersection before the school gate, Takeda stared at his face and declared seriously, "I still can't accept it. Even if my future boyfriend has his own reasons for being with another woman, I will definitely make a scene!"

"Is it necessary to make a fuss?" Inoue and Takeda looked at each other, then looked away, avoiding the telephone pole in front of him and looking straight ahead.

"We have to make a fuss! Let him coax me!"

"How to coax?"

"From the moment I get angry, you stay with me until I calm down. If you have work, take time off. If you can't take time off, quit your job and stay with me."

"doing what?"

"Of course it depends on my mood." I don't know what the future Takeda will be like, but when he said this, the current Takeda seemed to have calmed down.

"I'll rent out a theater to watch a movie for the whole day, buy two train passes and travel wherever I want, and go out to eat as much as I want without considering the budget..." Takeda imagined.

She walked to the front, turned around, raised one hand, extended her index finger, pointed at him and said, "Let's just assume it's you!"

"Avoid the embarrassment?"

"Hmm? If you want to be my boyfriend, Inoue-san is still far from it--" Takeda raised his chin slightly and said cheerfully.

He was relieved. "When you get angry, I'll just call you, my boyfriend, Ah Chu! I want to eat oranges! I don't want any white orange peels."

"and then?"

"Then you have to be available at my beck and call! Peel the orange for me, hand the slices to my mouth one by one, and feed me." Takeda returned to his side and imagined his future married life.

"Not even a tangerine peel?"

"Not even a little bit. If there is any, I will lose my temper."

"But," he continued in a very embarrassed tone, "Qi-chan, we don't have any oranges at home."

"Pfft..." Takeda couldn't help but chuckle and bumped him lightly with his shoulder.

"Then go buy it!" she instructed, "Stupid Inoue."

"Does this mean I've escaped a disaster?" They walked into the school gate together and followed the crowd towards the school building.

"Not yet!" Takeda, still lost in his fantasy, said with a curled lip, "At this point I'll say—I'll only give you ten minutes! Buy me the best orange from the fruit shop."

“How would I know which one is the most delicious…”

Enter the school building and go to the shoe changing area.

"You're stupid!" Takeda even offered him some advice. "If you don't know, how could I know? Anyway, no matter if what you buy is the most delicious or not, just say so!"

"Then peel it, leaving no tangerine behind, and feed it to you one slice at a time?"

"That's right." Takeda nodded in satisfaction. "But if it doesn't taste good, I'll still blame you! I'll say—idiot Inoue! Look at the oranges you bought! They're so sour, how can I eat them? And then I'll ask you to go buy more."

"You're being unreasonable." He found his shoe cabinet, took out his indoor shoes, and commented while changing them.

"But I think girls should be like this." Takeda's shoe cabinet wasn't even in this row. She simply stood there to continue the conversation, "She gets so sensitive over the smallest things that she loses her temper, and it takes a lot of sweet words from her boyfriend to calm her down."

"Is it……"

"And just coaxing me into giving you a good time doesn't mean you'll be alright." Takeda stretched out his finger, tracing the rows of shoe cabinets for the boys in Class C of the second year of high school, trying to find his own. He continued, "If I ever get angry, even if it's not because of you, I'll bring up the past and lose my temper with you."

"What if I can't stand it anymore?"

"Then break up and let me go back to my mother's house and stay indoors for a month." Takeda started looking for her a second time.

"Why bother..."

"After I stop being sad, I'll tell everyone I meet how bad you are."

"Holding a grudge."

"Not only that, I will let everyone in the world know how bad you are!" Takeda reiterated solemnly.

Inoue had already changed into his indoor shoes and watched Takeda search for his shoes for the third time in the wrong section of the shoe cabinet.

He had every reason to suspect that Takeda was angry at him because he was too stupid to find his indoor shoes and he threw all the food on him.

"It's not me." He finally reminded.

"Of course it's not you!" Takeda snorted softly, and as she was about to scan the last row for the third time, her pretty brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"I say...Takeda-san." He couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

"Wait a moment..."

"This is the shoe cabinet for the boys in Class C of Grade 12."

"...Hey!" Takeda straightened up, a beautiful blush quickly appearing on her cheeks, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

She glared at him.

Annoyed, angry, stamping feet, and throwing a tantrum.

(End of this chapter)