Secretive

"The most annoying thing is that guy!"

When Takahashi said this, he was already in a state of drunkenness.

"Yes Yes."

Murasaki hastily poured a glass for his director.

From time to time in the autumn night, there is an unrecognizable cold wind. When the weather starts to turn cold, don’t these small stalls with warm yellow lights often open on the roadside? They are cheap and delicious, and they are very good for lonely adults. Good home.

Murasaki Ken often meets with Takahashi Ritsuya for drinks. Takahashi Ritsuya is also the director of their team.

Of course, the guy who is hated by Director Takahashi is the director of the team—Ito Qiao.

Unlike their director, who is bright and generous, Itoqiao, like his name, has a bold and careful style of doing things, and often causes disputes with Director Takahashi for a certain project in meetings.

From everyone's point of view, the two of them are competitors at work, and meeting in the company is a battle.

Therefore, Murasaki's ears were callused when he heard the complaints about Director Takahashi's drunkenness about Director Itoqiao.

"I just forgot to throw out the trash once..." Takahashi muttered and gulped down the wine that Murasaki poured for him, belching contentedly.

"What?" Murasaki leaned over without hearing what Takahashi said just now.

Takahashi fell down on the table with a thud, and fell asleep without any scruples.

"Ah, Director—"

"Hi, Ritsuya."

It seemed that the voice came from the sky, and there was a buzzing electric current in his dim mind, and his hangover brain throbbed intermittently.

"Um……"

He groans weakly, struggling with nausea and a hangover headache.

"Drink this."

The back of the head was lifted, bitter liquid flowed into the mouth, and the throat swallowed instinctively.

His stomach hurt like a fire, and Ritsu Takahashi barely opened his eyes.

Ito stood by the bed and looked at him, brown liquid was still hanging on the wall of the glass in his hand.

"Morning, coincidence..." Takahashi slowly turned over, and the memory of last night before the fragmentation flashed in his mind.

He suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up, the head mounted on his head shook violently like water, and the dizziness made him fall back on the bed unbearably.

"Ah..." He pressed his head and groaned uncomfortably.

Yito turned around and went to the living room to wash the cups, and said lightly: "Hurry up and throw out the garbage, if you slow down, the garbage truck will leave."

"...Are you a devil?" Takahashi Ritsu also looked at the clock on the bedside, and if he didn't go out, he really couldn't catch up.

He had no choice but to endure the discomfort and get up, casually pulled the hem of the pajamas that had been rolled up because of his sleeping position, and walked straight to the two bags of garbage next to the trash can.

"Law also."

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ito came out of the living room, his face was as stiff as a hard sea fish taken out of the freezer: "I took it wrong."

The garbage that I forgot to throw out the day before yesterday can only be thrown out on the recycling day next week, because Ito showed his face to him about this matter.

Takahashi hurried back to change the bag, and hurried out again.

If you want to talk about why he and Ito live together, it is certainly not the reason why the rent of the shared house is cheaper, nor is it just that something happens to someone that leads to the plot of the TV series, but the most common one - couples living together.

They live in an old 2DK bungalow, only a 5-minute walk from the station. It is quite convenient to have all kinds of living facilities. The monthly rent is only [-] because the house is an accident room.Although most people stay away from this kind of house, for editors of fiction magazines like them, it can also be classified as a wonderful experience of life.

Most of the people who came out to throw garbage at this time were waiting for the garbage truck to come by their door, and many housewives could be seen chatting together.

The cold in the morning has not subsided, and Takahashi's body was shivering because of the thin clothes. He greeted Mrs. Nakamura, the neighbor, and looked at the direction of the garbage collection truck. Rather, it is more obvious.

After finally throwing out the garbage, Takahashi planned to go back to sleep again, but when he entered the door, Ito was already dressed and eating breakfast.

"What, are you going out today?"

Takahashi sat down opposite him.

"I'll visit Mr. Osuka's house later."

"Didn't Osuka-sensei hand in the manuscript for this month?"

"Of course it's for next month's manuscript."

"Hmm." Takahashi gulped down the milk. "Then let me go together."

"People who smell of alcohol should not go, the face of the magazine is still important."

"It's too much. It's too small~"

Takahashi spoke in the tone of his mother-san at the bar they frequented.

"I told you, don't call me that." Ito protested, but his expression didn't change. "Also, I haven't emphasized it many times."

As soon as he heard it, he knew it was the prelude to reprimand, and Takahashi even slowed down his chewing movements.

"Drinking with Murasaki should be done in moderation." Ito with a cold face is like the Snow Country of Izu. "It was you who initially proposed keeping our relationship a secret."

Recalling the incident of drinking the fragments again last night, Takahashi felt that his aching head from the hangover became more uncomfortable.

"I came back alone, right?" He confirmed with Ito.

"Fortunately, the taxi is willing to take you back." Ito didn't look at him, and continued: "If Murasaki knows about this, wouldn't it be meaningless for us to work separately?"

"Yes... I'm very sorry." The wronged Takahashi could only silently lower his head.

"I'm full." Ito began to put away his tableware.Takahashi watched him walking back and forth between the kitchen and the living room.

Ito put on his coat, picked up the briefcase on the living room, and when he walked up to Takahashi, he ruffled his already messy hair.

"Washing the dishes will trouble you."

"When you have something to ask for..." Takahashi reached out and grabbed Ito's tie, pulled him down, looked at him at the same level, and hesitated to speak.

With a smile on his face, Ito said again in his trademark breezy tone, "I refuse to kiss a hangover."

Takahashi loosened Ito's tie: "Go all the way, workaholic."

"Both each other, I'm going out."

Ito adjusted his tie and left.

Takahashi turned on the TV and began to slowly eat his breakfast.

Let's talk about how they developed into a relationship as a couple.

That's a pretty long story.

Although Ito was at the same time as him, in the beginning, Ito was in charge of the economic magazine, and Takahashi had always been the editor of the fiction magazine department.Therefore, he only heard about this colleague with comparable working ability to him at first.

Until one day, Ito applied for a transfer—and then, it became what it is now.

How feelings arise, this kind of thing no one can tell.

After they naturally became a couple, the two couldn't help but start thinking about the future.

Out of consideration for the future of the two, Takahashi even asked to conceal the cohabitation.

When Ito heard these words, he looked at him with sharp eyes.

"I don't think it's necessary."

"Calm down." Takahashi raised his hands to signal, "Think about it, if the matter of our cohabitation is exposed, it won't have any good influence on the group."

To be honest, Takahashi didn't understand why Ito agreed to his proposal at that time.

In the end, even the workplace has to maintain the appearance of being in competition with each other.

"Trouble..."

Without even collecting the tableware, Takahashi lay on the sofa in the living room, feeling helpless.

When Takahashi woke up, the noon theater was already playing on TV. He habitually raised his hand to look at his watch, but found that he was not wearing it.When he turned over and sat up, the phone in the living room just rang, and it was Ito's call.

"Hey?"

"what are you doing?"

"Uh, I just took a nap." Takahashi subconsciously glanced at the tableware still on the table, with a flattering smile unconsciously on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm going back now, what do you want to eat?"

"I can do anything."

"I see."

Without even saying goodbye, Ito had already hung up the phone.

It would be bad if he didn't wash the dishes anymore. Driven by such thoughts, Takahashi showed rare high efficiency and finished it before Ito came back.

In the end, what Ito brought back was just the bento from the convenience store at the corner of the street.

"You let me down, Xiao Qiao..." Sitting at the dinner table, Takahashi's expectations were lowered to the minimum.

"Don't complain if you have something to eat."

"Then, what happened to Osuka-sensei?"

"I'm in good shape recently, probably because I won a little money from pachinko."

"That's great. If you're in good shape, you won't have to worry about it for at least a few months. Mr. Osuka's serialization has been a big hit recently."

Ito was noncommittal: "Will a newcomer come on Monday?"

"Well, it seems to be called... Miyamoto Suzu?"

"It's been a long time since there are newcomers, those guys should be very excited."

"I heard she is a beauty." Takahashi smiled.

"That's really exciting."

The news of the new colleagues had become a hot topic at work yesterday, as if it was raining after a long drought, several male colleagues in Takahashi's team who hated to marry were all too excited.

Looking at his subordinates who are as active as Xia Tian's crickets, Takahashi has a sense of superiority that is one step ahead.

"It's the first time I've met you. I'm Suzu Miyamoto, who started working in your company today. Please give me your advice!"

With a vibrant voice, a healing smile, not too tall, and clear eyes like a newborn deer.

What a good boy, Takahashi feeling so emotional, seemed to have heard the sound of his subordinates turning into glass and shattering without wind.Although he has a cute face, it is a pity that Miyamoto Suzu is a ten to one boy.

"I'm Takahashi, Miyamoto-kun will take this seat."

Takahashi patted the dejected Ono: "Then, Ono is responsible for teaching him to be familiar with the process."

"Yes……"

After Takahashi arranged the general work items, he immediately sent a message to Ito when he got back to his seat - but Ito didn't reply until the lunch break.

Most of the others had already gone out to eat, but Miyamoto Suzu was still dawdling in her seat.

Takahashi carried the wife's bento made by Ito, and walked back and forth behind Miyamoto Suzu a few steps, showing his leadership demeanor: "Miyamoto-kun, it's time for lunch break, let's go eat first."

"Thank you Director Takahashi, I'll be fine soon."

Takahashi nodded and hurried away.

Under the bombardment of his news, Ito finally replied him: "Wait at the old place."

Their old place is a public seat 10 minutes away from the building where the company is located. Because it is near the park, there are many trees in that area, so it is difficult to be noticed under the shade of the trees.

Takahashi often lamented that secret love is really hard, but he can get some pleasure from doing bad things from it. People are probably such contradictory creatures.

Yito was sitting on the chair, and when he saw him coming, he immediately stood up and took a few steps towards him.

Takahashi walked quickly to Ito's side, and asked, "Did you see the news this morning?"

"I see, it's busy in the morning." Ito sat down with him, and then began to untie the cloth that tied the bento.

"That child's face is indeed lovely."

"I have heard these words many times at my side in the morning."

"Because we can't discuss it directly in front of him, Murasaki and the others are really heartbroken."

"What's the matter with men?"

Takahashi restrained the expression on his face, wanted to make a face for Ito, but gave up and smiled.

"That's right."

After eating and chatting for a while, Ito left first.Takahashi wandered around the park for a while before returning to the company.

In the empty office, Miyamoto Ling was still sitting on her seat, frowning.

"Miyamoto, what's wrong?"

"Ah, Director." When Miyamoto saw him, a smile spread across his face.He pointed to a place on the document and said, "I can't figure out this place, Senior Ono hasn't come back yet..."

Takahashi looked at it, and briefly explained it to Miyamoto. Seeing Miyamoto's sudden enlightenment, he said, "Anyway, let's go eat first."

"But Senior Ono said that it should be done in the morning..."

Takahashi frowned, and before he could speak, Miyamoto stood up hastily and said, "Then, I'll be leaving first."

The working session in the afternoon is a discussion on the theme of the next quarter.

As usual, Takahashi and Ito had to have a deep and pointless discussion about their respective proposals.

"On the basis of existing authors, there must be some concessions to new authors. The manuscripts that meet the theme are already in hand. I don't think we should stick to the original authors. Costs can also be reduced.”

"Our magazine has made a lot of concessions in the cultivation of new authors. Two columns have been opened up, accounting for about 38%. Using existing authors is more beneficial to maintain the image of the magazine and stabilize the readership. And in The manuscripts in your hands are still only the first drafts, have you considered the other labor costs invested in new authors?"

The head of the editorial department, Junichiro Kamiya, was flipping through the plans submitted by the two groups, and when they were arguing and about to quarrel, he came forward to make a mess.

……

After the meeting was over, Takahashi and Ito had an eye contact. He walked back to the office quickly and called Murasaki at the door: "Murasaki, organize the theme manuscript for the next quarter that has been confirmed during this period. Send me a copy."

"Yes."

Miyamoto Suzu poked her head out and looked at Takahashi inexplicably.

Ono talked to Kurokawa who silently walked back to his seat from behind Takahashi: "It seems that I had a good fight with Director Ito again."

"Really, every meeting is like a war." Heichuan's face showed the relief of the rest of his life. "It seems that the manuscript we prepared this time may not be able to be published."

"There is still a chance of winning. After all, the theme next time is freshmen. Wouldn't it be good to use a new author to reflect it?"

"The Ito group has too many serial authors, and the space is limited. It's not easy to let go."

After speaking, both of them shook their heads.

Takahashi then sent a message to discuss with Ito, and when the question of dinner was mentioned, Takahashi raised his head from the manuscript and the news.

"By the way, let's hold a welcome party for Miyamoto today."

"I've been waiting for your words, Director!" Fujiki, who was in charge of layout design, came over with his notes in his hand, "I've already seen the meeting place, it's the closest to the station, and it's easy to take a taxi. The point is..." He lowered his voice, "It's very cheap."

Takahashi nodded: "As expected of the so-called 'Entertainment Star' Fujiki, I'll leave it to you."

Fujiki made an OK gesture, and his left hand was already editing the message on the phone screen.

Ito didn't have any opinion on this matter. Rather, he was more worried about how Takahashi would solve the problem of returning home after drinking too much for a while.

"It's okay, it's okay, I won't drink too much." Takahashi promised very confidently.