My youth romance is always confusing

"It's about work."

Isshiki lay on the table without any idol burden, like a slime climbing onto the table.

Seeing Isshiki like this, Hachiman unconsciously relaxed a lot.

The air conditioner outside the window was humming, and the people inside were enjoying the cool air it brought, just like capitalists.

"It should be easy for you to deal with work."

At least judging from her appearance and deeds, Isshiki Iroha should have no problem handling the job.

After hearing what I said, Isshiki looked at me with resentment on his face.

"There's nothing wrong with the work, the problem is the people, the people."

"Well, it's society after all, and getting along with others is an important part of it."

I ordered an ice cream from the menu.

Is it really a good idea to open a store like this in Chiba? Apart from the stylish decoration and various kinds of ice cream, this is clearly a cafe.

"Ah, give me the same one."

When Isshiki saw Hachiman placing the order, he also remembered that they also had ice cream.

"Got it, young lady."

The waiter turned and left the table.

Is it an illusion? I always feel that the waiter's eyes are a bit piercing.

Maybe it’s because the color is too beautiful.

"Since this is a matter between people, it's hard for me to help."

Regarding Isshiki's problem, I'd better not give any suggestions for now. It's best to wait until 'that guy' comes back.

Isshiki looked unhappy with my decision and even pouted slightly.

"What...what happened?"

Sensing that something was wrong, I continued to ask for information and didn't even think about eating the ice cream that had just been served.

Isshiki looked at Hachiman who didn't know what he did wrong and turned his little face away angrily.

——Senior, this is so annoying, I will ignore him.

"Didn't you suggest that I do this before?"

I vaguely heard Isshiki's whispering voice.

I actually suggested it myself! It's really surprising that I would care about such a thing.

Looking at Isshiki's profile, the corners of my mouth twitched.

Isshiki saw Hachiman staring at her out of the corner of her eye, and instantly, all the resentment on his face disappeared.

She turned her head back and gave Hachiman a standard funny school girl look.

"Hey~"

This guy!

I really can't deal with this kind of younger guy the same way I deal with people my own age like Yukinoshita.

"Tell me about your story."

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After coming out of the cafe, I walked towards the car with Isshiki.

"Eh? Senior, are you going to take me home?"

Isshiki covered his mouth and pretended to be surprised.

Even if this guy is being clever and pretending to be cute, cute is still cute. It’s better to say that this guy has always been cute.

"Well, it's okay anyway."

I got into the car with Isshiki.

Speaking of which, beautiful women and luxury cars, these are all the factors that can easily make outsiders think of something wrong.

"You are really defenseless."

I glanced at Isshiki who was sitting in the passenger seat.

This guy actually put on the seat belt obediently, which pressed a certain part of his chest just right.

Don’t look at anything that’s inappropriate, don’t look at anything that’s inappropriate.

"Ok?"

But Isshiki seemed not to notice my gaze and was busy adjusting her wrinkled skirt.

"No, it's nothing."

I quickly adjusted my focus before I was discovered.

"Senior drives very well, not at all like my dad drives."

As if recalling some painful memories, Isshiki showed a bad expression on his face.

Well, actually, I have only been learning it for a few days.

Of course it was impossible to say this to her.

“It would be nice if it could be solved.”

I chatted with Isshiki while driving.

"Ah."

In fact, Isshiki's problem is nothing serious. It's nothing more than those interpersonal relationships in the workplace. Isshiki is a little too eye-catching, so many people look down on him. The solutions are the same old ones, but this is no longer the Service Club. No matter what the reason, before Isshiki formally seeks help, as a friend I only have the right to make suggestions.

"I really envy you, Senior. You won't have to work like me if you work for Yukino-senpai's company."

Isshiki thought about the bad things at work and frowned.

Even though I was driving, I could still hear what she said.

"After all, I did intern at Sobu High School for two years. Don't make me sound like someone who went to work at my girlfriend's house right after graduation."

Although Sobu High School is not a very unfamiliar place.

"Hey~ Sobu High School, that's great, do you want me to be a teacher there?"

It seems that the scenery outside the window did not attract Isshiki's attention, but instead the wonderful ideas in her mind attracted her.

I ruthlessly interrupted her unrealistic thoughts.

"No, no, no, it's too late now anyway. You studied financial management in college, so how can you be a teacher in school?"

However, the girl who was hit by me did not get discouraged. Instead, she thought about finding another way out.

"Then Senior, it's okay for me to go to Yukino-senpai's company."

The same scene as the junior school girl begging the senior school boy was repeated in this small car.

Although what Isshiki said was very sincere, I was sensitive to the fact that Isshiki didn't really want to come to our company. It's just that the unfamiliar environment was too unfriendly to Isshiki, so he subconsciously wanted to move towards a safe place, just like a cat outside in winter would hide under a car to keep warm, it's just the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm.

"Ah, about this, I have to go back and talk to your sister Yukino."

But I didn't tease her as Isshiki really wanted. For cats seeking warmth, they will only run away when the car starts. But as Isshiki's friend, it is impossible for him to deliberately drive away the car when he knew that the cat was seeking warmth.

So I chose to continue speaking along with Isshiki's words, even though this was not what Isshiki really meant.

"Eh? Senior, you don't take it seriously, do you? I was just saying it casually."

Hearing my serious words, Isshiki showed no joy on his face, but instead looked surprised.

"Senior, are you suggesting that I can work for you to improve my favorability? Although more and more rich people are looking for mistresses and it's convenient, Sister Yukino is scary, so please start over."

"Hey, you guy, it's amazing that you can imagine so much in such a short time."

Also, don’t bend down and bow in such a small space, and be careful about the placement of your hairpins.

Listening to that familiar speech, I sighed. I remembered that I was also given a card by this guy last time. Could this guy be the Chiba card-issuing machine?

"That's not what I meant. I know you were joking."

There was a red light ahead, and one Iron Beetle after another could only squat behind each other's butts, and I was no exception.

"It's OK for children to want to grow up and be independent. It's normal for us, as high school students, not to rely on others and to want to be independent and mature quickly."

"But once you get into society, the situation will be reversed. Even the most mature people hope to have a place to rely on."

"So, whenever you have any questions, you can always rely on us."

As I finished speaking, the red light turned green and the little beetles slowly started moving.

At this time, I was concentrating on driving. After all, I had just said a lot of things that didn’t sound like me, which was still a little embarrassing.

"Senior is so cunning."

Isshiki talked to himself this time in a quieter voice than he did in the café.

There were many more sounds of cars starting outside, so Hachiman couldn't hear them.

The girl's thoughts could only follow the June sea breeze and disappear in the crowd.

"Is it all right here?"

I looked at the tall apartment in front of me with some surprise. It turns out this guy lives in such a place. It seems he earns a lot of money.

"Senior, it's good enough for you to get here. I can handle the rest by myself."

The little devil put his hands on his waist, like Ultraman.

"Senior, bye!"

"Ah, Isshiki, bye."

Watching Isshiki turn around and walk into the apartment door, I was about to drive away.

Who knew that before she stepped into the door, Isshiki suddenly turned around and gave Hachiman a face.

What? This guy is not cute at all.

I shook my head and drove away.