The high-end tea room on the top floor of the building is bright and quiet, and is a place for business people to discuss cooperation.
The light that passes through the floor-to-ceiling windows is mostly blocked by bamboo curtains. The rich bamboo leaves inserted in the white jade porcelain vase are green, and the tea room is filled with the faint scent of sandalwood.
A man and a woman sit opposite each other at the carved tea table.
The female tea master, wearing an off-white kimono with complicated patterns, knelt down between the two people at the low tea table.
The slender white wrist began to shake rhythmically, turning over the lid of the bowl to show the tea art like a flower dance, and poured the dark green and mellow tea into the tea bowl.
After finishing the graceful movements like a dancer, she gently lifted them up and placed them in front of the man and woman sitting opposite her, and slowly stretched out a hand in a gesture of invitation.
"Please taste it."
Minamoto Yorimitsu smiled and nodded at the plump female tea master. The latter stood up directly with a wink, placed her hands in front of her body, walked back and left the room in an elegant manner.
"Click——"
The wooden white-lattice door was gently pushed shut.
"You haven't thought about it yet, okay, Goyakuro-san?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu smiled and looked at the girl opposite.
There was a decent smile on his face, as if he was waiting for an answer from the other party, but he didn't seem particularly eager.
And after not getting an answer instantly, he just put a leisurely smile on his face, picked up the tea in front of him and blew a little breath, then put it into his mouth slowly and carefully savored the taste of green tea.
The girl sitting opposite him was not interested in the fragrant tea in front of her at the moment. Her slender eyelashes were constantly trembling, and her eyes showed a look of struggle, as if she was weighing the pros and cons of an important decision.
Especially after hearing Minamoto Yorimitsu's voice, his hands sunk deeply into the smooth inner thighs at the bottom of her skirt, and her shiny nails were embedded into the soft flesh on the sides of her legs.
Nothing wakes you up more than pain.
The pain in her inner thigh gradually calmed down the nervous girl, and soon she raised her pretty face and looked at Minamoto Yorimitsu, who still had a smile on her face.
Although this was not the first time we met, when I saw Minamoto no Yorimitsu's face again, there was still some surprise in her charming eyes.
I haven't seen you for a while.
The man in front of her had changed so much that she almost didn't dare to recognize him. Both his appearance and temperament were completely different from when he first met him.
certainly.
Indeed, that person is not wrong.
It's just that his temperament has changed too much, and his position is now different, and the fig leaf has long been torn apart.
Oiyabukuro Chayin took a deep breath, and after struggling repeatedly, his eyes calmed down, and he met the man's duller eyes. His attractive reddish lips opened and closed slightly, and he gave his answer.
"Except for the physical aspect, everything is acceptable."
There was determination in her voice.
This seems to be her bottom line.
It's as if he will leave if he can no longer accept it.
"Is it okay except for the body?" Minamoto Yorimitsu was not surprised when he heard this. He just put down the cup in his hand and said with a smile: "But my request is barely considered a relationship. How can a relationship not involve physical contact?"
It seemed that he was not afraid of the girl's rejection at all, nor did he care about her inner thoughts. Minamoto Yorimitsu just rubbed the cup with his fingers and continued with squinted eyes:
"Based on my performance today, I think Goyabukuro-san already knows some of my identity, so even as a shady girlfriend, I think this request is not too much."
Listening to these words that further pushed his pride to the ground, Oiyabukuro Chaone not only did not self-destruct again, but couldn't help but feel deeply convinced.
In fact, she hesitated before coming here today.
After all, he didn't know much about Minamoto Noraimitsu's energy. Let alone knowing his situation thoroughly, even his most basic understanding couldn't be described as clear.
Although it was about her future, which she attached great importance to, she herself had almost reached the point where she had to seek medical treatment in a hurry, but she still retained the most basic sobriety, that is, she could not be gullible.
I stayed at Kyoto University for nearly four years.
Coupled with the platform of the student union and the huge influence of the school, she actually came into contact with more than just the school, and there were many people who could provide her with help.
But what great things can people who are truly willing to do for others unconditionally accomplish?
Even if there are two or three candidates with good family backgrounds, they can only help financially at most, but the most critical interpersonal nodes cannot help.
What's more, people will not remain stupid forever.
As graduation approaches or after entering the society, things will change more or less after being baptized by this layer of dye vat. At least the fireworks will wear away the so-called youth in the students. Furthermore, the so-called pure love is too ridiculous. Marriage must first be suitable for equality.
Therefore, there are very few people who can really help her.
She didn't know whether Minamoto Yorimitsu was capable or not.
He even felt that if he failed, it would be the last straw for him to overwhelm his delusion.
However, this is not the case.
Instead, it violently subverted her understanding.
Owing to the chance to meet again and again, Oiyabukuro Chaon came very early today. Even though there was no specifically agreed place, and only a rough afternoon time, she was waiting in front of the Kyoto Broadcasting Bureau.
The sun is extremely hot today.
But the endless waiting made her heart feel cold.
From the hottest time at two o'clock until four o'clock in the afternoon, Oiyabukuro Chaone even had the suspicion that he was being tricked, and he was so upset in front of the Kyoto Broadcasting Station that he could not calm down for a long time.
Especially when I sent messages during this period and got no reply.
This made her even more uneasy.
However, when she was sitting on the stone bench in front of the building waiting, with the iced coffee in her hand getting warm, she saw a bunch of people in suits and ties walking out of the Kyoto Broadcasting Building, and there must have been at least forty or fifty people.
Oyakubaucha Chaon once served as the secretary of the student union, and also dealt with the school leaders of Kyoto University, so he understood what kind of people have the aura of being a leader.
Moreover, as someone who desperately wanted to go to Kyoto to relax at work, she had also learned about its work cycle, and after some calculations, she discovered that it was actually an annual meeting.
So those people are mostly middle- and high-level figures in Kyoto Broadcasting.
Oiyabukuro Chaon subconsciously wanted to leave because ordinary people would retreat from such a scene. Even if no one noticed, they would still have this mentality.
But when her eyes fell on the front row headed by the group of people and saw the familiar face of Minamoto Laiguang among the people gathered in the middle, an unspeakable sense of shock and subversion arose spontaneously.
It was like seeing a magical scene.
I saw Minamoto Yorimitsu among a crowd of middle-aged and even elderly people, and was also gathered at the core of the crowd. It was obvious that Minamoto Yorimitsu's identity was far beyond my imagination.
In particular, Oiyabukuro Chaon saw the uncle of the deputy director of the human resources department, named Kurosaka Kuraya, whom his father had tried so hard to entrust.
She had already understood something when she only managed to keep a smile on the edge of the crowd and couldn't even squeeze in from the inner circle.
Therefore, even if what Minamoto Yorimitsu just said was too much, Oiyabukuro Chaon could not think of resisting at this moment. He raised his head and asked in a dry voice:
"Does the transaction content that Yuanjun mentioned just now include the body?"
"I have said it before, if it is not included, how can it be counted as the request I said?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu drank all the tea at the bottom of the cup, placed the white jade porcelain cup in his hand gently on the tea board and said with a smile:
"I like transactions because both parties are equal. This equality refers to the price paid, not the so-called proportion issue. Otherwise, if you only have one hundred yen, if you take out ten yen, the rich man will pay 100 million?"
"Then what do you want to do, Mr. Yuan?"
"fair."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu gently spit out these two words.
After saying this, he smiled, picked up the teapot made by the tea master, opened the hollow justice cup on the table, and poured the dark green tea into it.
The tea is poured just under the cup head to the edge of the hole. Even if it is a little more, the siphon principle will occur and the entire cup of tea will be leaked.