By the time Watanabeji felt a little bored, he ran to make coffee when he suddenly heard a rustling noise behind him. He turned around and saw that Hayato Gokudera had already woken up.
His face had the characteristic blush after a deep sleep, and it looked like the other person had a good sleep.
The girl smiled and said: "Mr. Yuji, are you awake?"
Yudera turned his head, as if he was not surprised to see her here, and responded calmly: "Yes."
While making coffee, Watanabe Temple said calmly: "Mr. Jokudera looks very tired, so I didn't bother you. You have been so busy recently. Did you do all the work yourself?"
The man's voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up: "It's a new cooperation with a new company, and there will always be some inexplicable troubles." He rubbed his forehead: "Actually, it has nothing to do with the people you are connecting with, it's just the leader.
That guy is so difficult to deal with."
"Ah..." Watanabe Temple seemed to have thought of something: "Are they the people on the papers I memorized last time?"
She has almost forgotten the content above. The only thing she remembers is that there are several pages of things that the president of the company hates. How can a normal person do this?
The girl couldn't help but sigh: "He does seem to be a difficult person."
Hayato Jokudera nodded. After all, it involved Vongola's affairs. He didn't want to talk more about this topic. Instead, he changed the subject: "What brings you to see me?"
Watanabeji had already made coffee, and she brought the hot coffee here. Unlike Sawada Tsunayoshi, Gokudera Hayato's coffee tastes more bitter, and he is not even willing to add anything to it.
The smell of milk and sugar made the girl frown as soon as she smelled it.
She failed to hide the disgust on her face and was looked at by the prison temple.
Jade Temple, who was still struggling just now, was suddenly amused by her. He refused to take the coffee from the girl's hand. Instead, he watched the other person's brows frowning deeper and deeper, and even his eyes were full of heresy about not adding sugar.
Dislike of coffee.
Watanabeji had long been wondering why Gokudera hadn't reached out yet, but when he raised his eyes, he saw him smiling, and instantly understood that he had been tricked.
"Bang!"
The girl knocked the coffee cup mercilessly onto the table. The brown-black liquid inside swayed dangerously, but in the end it did not spill out.
"Hey, hey, let me tell you, is this your attitude towards your hard-working boss?" Jokudera feigned anger, but the smile in his eyes betrayed him.
He is not someone who can't joke, and no one in the company would joke with him like this. Watanabe Temple was the first one. The relationship between the two people has undoubtedly become much closer during this period of teaching, regardless of whether they are in prison or in prison.
Temple's teasing was still Watanabe Temple's petty temper, and neither of these actions would be offensive to either of them.
The girl snorted angrily, but her eyes stayed on the green-black color under Jokudera's eyes, and her arrogance that was originally arrogant due to the closeness instantly became much more subdued.
"Okay, I'll let you do it once." She muttered.
"Huh?" Yudera felt a little puzzled. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly understood the reason for the girl's change of attitude. Yudera was a little dumbfounded: "Are you sympathizing with me? It's just that I've been a little busy recently. After a while, I will
It’s okay.”
Watanabe Temple had already swore: "But since I joined the company, you have been very busy every time I see Mr. Gokudera."
Whether it was when he was working with Kondo Corporation, or when the cooperation was later severed to develop Clam, or now, Hayato Jokudera never seems to be idle.
"Although the other secretaries and I are working all the time, we still have time to rest for a while. It's completely incomprehensible compared to your usual workload. Have you ever thought about sharing the work?"
Yudera shook his head: "I can handle some things by myself, but it might be even harder for you to do it."
"What about the president? There are many documents, and the president can also make decisions, right?"
"Chief?" Jokudera looked at Watanabe Temple in surprise, as if he had never considered this option. "If I can handle it on my own, why bother the leader with this?"
He said matter-of-factly: "As a qualified subordinate, of course, you must handle everything you can for the leader. Only documents that must be seen by the leader will be handed over."
This was the first time for the girl to hear such an argument, but it didn't seem surprising when it came to Hayato Jokudera. She asked why Mr. Sawada hadn't worked overtime several times in the office before, and he still had a lot of time in comparison.
Can be used to rest...
It turns out that all the really heavy work is stopped here at the Prison Temple!
She frowned slightly and sat across from Jokudera in disapproval: "But Mr. Jokudera, don't you think you are working too hard? Is it really okay to squeeze yourself like this? I think the president will not mind this.
of."
"But the leader has always worked harder than me, for Peng and for the stability of the company, and there are many things that only he can do as a leader. I must do everything I can to relieve the leader of his worries."
Alas. Watanabeji sighed in his heart and gently placed his cup of coffee on the table: "... Mr. Gokudera is really gentle, and you really like Mr. Tsunayoshi.
"
She knew there was no way to convince Yuji, but fortunately that was not her original purpose.
The girl praised warmly: "I have heard other people say before that the relationship between you and Mr. Tsuna is the best in the company, it's like the kind of relationship that you have decided to have a lifelong relationship from the first time you met.
"
Yudera's eyes lit up. He liked hearing such words very much, but after thinking about it carefully, he shook his head helplessly.
"Actually, it's not like this for the first time we met." He reluctantly picked up his coffee and watched the steam steaming in front of his eyes. His pupils were slightly dilated, as if he was caught in some kind of memory, "
There were a lot of misunderstandings at the beginning, and I was very rash and immature at that time, which caused a lot of trouble to the leader..."
"Really?" the girl laughed. She couldn't imagine a scene in which these two people were in a hostile position. "There are actually times like this."
"yes,"
Gokudera remembered the days when he was hostile to Sawada Tsunayoshi when he first transferred to Meishi. Every time he recalled it, he couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry, and he wished he could apologize to Juudaime Dogeza.
In fact, he had done this many times, and every time it was so sudden that Tsunayoshi Sawada would be startled.
In the final analysis, it is still the family’s experience in the past...
Yu Temple felt a pang in his heart.
At a young age, he could not get any recognition from his father or sister, nor could he find the sense of value he should have. Fortunately, Mr. Reborn pointed out a clear path for him at that time, and fortunately he listened to his words and came by plane.
To Japan······
While Gokudera was immersed in the memories of the past, he heard Watanabeji chuckle and said, "If possible, will you have the opportunity to tell me about Mr. Gokudera's past in the future?"
This question was asked very naturally, as if two friends had been chatting for a long time and naturally got involved in some longer-term interesting things.
But Yuji's reaction was not so natural. His dark green eyes suddenly raised, with a hint of vigilance and scrutiny in them——
"Why are you asking these questions?" he asked coldly.
Faced with such a question, the girl was stunned. She was a little embarrassed by the overly straightforward eyes of the other party, and slowly lowered her eyes: "I just suddenly became curious and wanted to know what Mr. Jokudera looked like when he was a child..."
·····Sorry, this request is a little too rude..."
The stern look in Yuji's eyes disappeared, and his expression was a little startled.
What was he doing just now? He vented his overflowing anger on his subordinates because he remembered the terrible past?
Yudera opened his mouth, but when he saw the other person's lowered eyelashes, he couldn't say anything.
Why did it develop like this? Jokudera was panicking. She clearly meant well to remind herself not to be too tired, but she just casually talked about her childhood. Wasn't he... a little hurtful just now?
Jokudera stood up and wanted to explain what he had just done, but just as the chair made a scraping sound, he saw the girl's body suddenly flinch.
She was frightened.
Jokudera recalled his reaction. At that time, he did become a little gloomy because he thought about the shadows in his childhood. Maybe he also brought out the sharpness of the other world. For a girl who is completely ordinary, being scared
It seems to be a normal thing, right?
This girl named Watanabe Temple Hayao has always been carefree. She almost never notices the mood changes of Indera. She can also boldly ignore Inudera's remarks and do many things that make him laugh or cry.
But such a girl is now so cautiously apologizing to herself, which makes Jade Temple feel a little uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry, I just woke up and lost control of my mood." Jokudera said in a low voice. He blamed everything on the fact that he had just pretended to be asleep.
The girl nodded, agreeing with what he said. But she still didn't raise her head to look at him. Yudera couldn't see her current expression, which made him even more upset.
"Yeah." She hummed, then neatly placed the documents to be handed over on the table from behind, and then bowed to Yudera. "It's not Mr. Yudera's fault, it's that I went too far.
Yes. This is the task material handled by Miss B. I came here today just to submit this."
Yudera was stunned and subconsciously picked up the documents on the table.
"Since the materials have been delivered, I won't disturb you for now." The girl sniffed. As soon as she finished speaking, she hurriedly turned around and walked towards the door.
This seemed to be normal. This idea suddenly crossed Yudera's mind. He had seen this scene many times.
Isn’t the relationship between superiors and subordinates like this just now? Before that, every secretary in the Secretariat came to his office respectfully and politely like Watanabe Temple Hayao did, and then submitted documents and reported work concisely.
, then without any unnecessary dialogue or action, they exited the office extremely rigorously and returned to their workstations.
Isn't this normal? This is the behavior that a professional secretary should have, and this is the normal communication and relationship between superiors and subordinates.
But Jokudera felt something was wrong.
He felt it shouldn't be like this.
What should be done? Jokudera was a little confused. Although he had a smart mind, it did not mean that his master was good at understanding his own emotions.
But fortunately, this brain with a good memory still provided some help.
Several images suddenly flashed through Hayato Jokudera's mind. Some were girls walking in excitedly with questions and reporting to him as if they had discovered a new world; some were girls smiling and refusing to accept Jokudera's scolding, and talking to him with good reason.
He quarreled; another example was the noisy and cheerful cheers from the side when the prison temple solved the Sudoku problem.
The girl's hand has already touched the doorknob.
Yudera had a premonition that if she went out, everything that happened just now would disappear, and his office would return to its previous state of orderliness, clear hierarchy, but a bit quiet and cold.
Lan, who symbolizes the storm, hasn't figured it out yet, but his intuition tells him to either give up like this or do something!
The girl opened the office door.
Jokudera decided to do something.
"etc!"
The man pressed from the desk with one hand, almost jumped up, and held the door like an agile cheetah.
"Crack."
It was the sound of the door's latch closing again.