Seeing no response, Nishii Satomi looked at the mascara brush in her hand in confusion and fell into deep thought.

After hesitating for a moment.

She seemed to understand the use of the eyelash brush.

“Kitano… classmate, this… can’t be brushed… there…” Nishii Satomi said seriously, considering that the other party had just helped her, “It will be contagious…”

But since no one paid attention to her, her words seemed more like she was talking to herself.

What she didn’t know was that it wasn’t that Kitano Chiharu didn’t want to answer her, but that she was a little busy.

Busy biting Watanabe Hideyuki…

……

Until Nishii Satomi left, no sound came from the next cubicle.

This eerie silence made Nishii Rimi a little scared, and an inexplicable sense of uneasiness surged in her heart.

She even began to doubt whether there was really someone next door.

Her little head was filled with doubts and fears, and all kinds of thoughts came to her mind.

Maybe there is no one next door…

The more Nishii Rimi thought about it, the more frightened she became. She didn’t dare stay in the bathroom any longer. After solving her physiological problem, she quickly tidied herself up, opened the door and left as if escaping.

The corridor was empty, with only her footsteps echoing.

She walked quickly, wanting to leave this terrifying place as soon as possible.

However, when she reached the stairs, she suddenly heard faint moaning and gasping sounds coming from the direction of the bathroom.

Sure enough…there is a ghost!

What Nishii Rimi didn’t know was that about half an hour after she left, the empty bathroom returned to its due quietness.

Chapter 156 He didn’t want his dream to be shackled

Saturday night.

Eight forty.

Even though it is summer, it seems that the night in Kyoto comes a little earlier today than usual.

A dim crescent moon hung in the sky early in the morning, emitting a faint and cold light, like a lonely lamp forgotten in the corner.

The stars are sparsely dotted in the night sky, flashing a lonely and distant light, as if telling the vastness of the universe and the insignificance of human beings.

Human beings are indeed very small, and he is even smaller, thought Takato Hirakawa as he was looking at the moonlight outside the store.

He was so insignificant that the JKs around him seemed to ignore his massage parlor as if it was a convention.

The surrounding environment was unusually deserted, with a slight chill in the air.

The trees on both sides of the street cast mottled shadows in the weak moonlight, like a group of silent ghosts. The occasional chirping of insects seemed so insignificant and was instantly swallowed up by the night.

This is the umpteenth time this month that Takato Hirakawa has wanted to close the store.

But every time when he was about to make up his mind, a voice always sounded in his heart.

Wait, wait.

As long as he welcomes one JK customer, it means that opening a store here is meaningful and all his efforts will not be in vain.

Just one will do.

Takato Hirakawa raised his middle finger to the moon, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

Wisps of smoke rose in front of him, gradually blurring his vision. The whole city seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, with only the night wind blowing gently, bringing bursts of coolness.

The desolation and silence in the night make people feel extremely heavy and depressed.

for a long time.

Takato Hirakawa finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, and when there was only a little bit of cigarette butt left, he flicked it away, and the cigarette butt fell accurately around the telephone pole in front.

Takato Hirakawa suddenly thought.

It seemed like he hadn’t visited those singers for almost a week.

Without me to take care of the business, their lives must be very difficult.

When I thought of the story that the singer told me last time – a seriously ill mother, an alcoholic father, a younger brother who was still in school, and a broken home.

Takato Pingchuan felt a pang of heartache.

why.

Why does misfortune befall such unfortunate people as them?

At first, Takato Hirakawa couldn’t figure it out until he saw a book yesterday when he was bored.

There was a sentence in the book that he thought was very suitable to explain this situation.

It was not fate that chose them, but fate that made them.

Ugh.

Takato Hirakawa sighed helplessly, he rode his beloved motorcycle and decided to help them to the best of his ability.

As for the door of the massage parlor, he still didn’t lock it.

After what happened last time, he realized that if he didn’t lock the door, customers who came would at least sit and wait inside. He might have a chance to run into customers when he came back.

But if he locked the door, it would be like locking up his vague dream.

and so.

He didn’t want his dreams to be shackled.

……

Following the system’s instructions two days ago, Watanabe Hideyuki arrived at the entrance of the chill massage salon.

He has to arrive ten minutes earlier than the time specified by the system.

Because he wanted to rest early tonight so that he could get enough rest tomorrow to attend the party with Kitajima Miyuki.

When Hideyuki Watanabe pushed open the door of the massage parlor.

He was surprised to find that, just like last time, there was no one in the store.

In fact, it is not too surprising. If there were someone else, it would not be his turn to give massage to the two JKs.

It’s just that this strange situation made him a little confused.

Where’s the boss? Why does he sneak out at night? And he doesn’t even lock the door?

This question did not stay in his mind for too long, because about half a minute later, the two heroines of the night pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as they entered the store, they quickly scanned the room to check if there was anyone else there.

When Omi saw Watanabe Hideyuki sitting on the sofa, she glared at him with disdain, and then deliberately said to her sister next to her in a coquettish voice: “Ah, there is a disgusting guy here.”

“Are there no other customers? This store is so boring. Is it going to close down soon?” Mayu also said in a very cooperative manner with her sister.

(This paragraph is not counted in the paid word count: a plot was added in the front to make the plot more reasonable. When the sisters first came to the store, they dropped something, and Watanabe Hideyuki wanted to help pick it up. As a result, the sisters misunderstood him as a pervert who wanted to take advantage of them, so they started to speak ill of him. Because it is a VIP chapter, plus the scale issue, it is a little more troublesome to modify. It will pass the review in about three days. Just a reminder here.)

As expected, the two girls’ true natures were completely opposite to what was shown in the live broadcast room.

They don’t seem to want others to see their true selves.

But this is reasonable, and it is a common thing for public figures.

“I’ve been waiting for you.” Watanabe Hideyuki bowed slightly, with his signature business smile on his face, “Before we start, I’ll ask a few simple questions…”

Watanabe Hideyuki gestured in the direction of the chairs and guided the two to sit down.

“We did it last time too. Don’t make us repeat the same thing twice~” Omi made a dissatisfied sound. She was impatient and hated such troublesome things the most.

“That’s really troublesome. Is it necessary to ask the same question twice?”

Watanabe Hideyuki explained to the two people in front of him, “This time, I’m simply asking about your daily routine, such as diet and sleep…”

“Huh? Why do we have to tell you these things?”

Compared to the question raised by Omi, Mayu’s words were more hurtful. She seemed to be born with the skill of being venomous: “Is there any point in telling him? If he tells him, will his massage skills be a little better?”

Looking at the two people in front of him who were singing the same tune, although Watanabe Hideyuki had anticipated this situation before he came, he still underestimated the attack power of these two people.

Miraculously he couldn’t get a word in.

This is of course also related to the professions of both people. If they don’t have the ability to talk to themselves, the live broadcast room would have been dull long ago, which is a taboo in live broadcasts.

Finally, Watanabe Hideyuki found an opportunity to speak: “Although it is a medical consultation, it is just some simple questions…”

“If that’s the case, then it’s even more meaningless?” Xu Mei tilted her neck and said, “For things like this, you can just ask during the massage. Use your brain more~! Idiot.”

Usually, the word “idiot” is used by her sister to refer to her in private.

Xumei never thought that one day she would be able to give this title to someone else so “reasonably and well-foundedly”.

This feeling made her feel refreshed.

“Hahahaha, now that Omi calls you an idiot, you’re really hopeless.” When Mayu heard Omi’s complaints, she laughed without caring about her image.

She hadn’t heard anything so interesting in a long time.

The last time I heard it was… on the train?

“Hey, wait, sister, is there something wrong…?” After listening to Mayu’s words, Omi was a little overwhelmed, but she instinctively felt that something was wrong.

“What’s wrong?” Mayu stopped laughing and looked at Xumei with a playful look in her eyes.

“Ah, that…”

“Huh? Did I say something?” Mayu started to act dumb.

“No, nothing… It’s okay, I’m an idiot… It doesn’t matter.” Xumei said in a low voice.

“It’s really like Omi to admit this yourself.” Mayu laughed softly and gently tapped Omi’s forehead with her finger.

This action made Xumei a little shy. She lowered her head slightly, avoiding Mayu’s gaze, and kept grinning: “Hehe…”

“…”