Natsume-kun just wants to live
Chapter 322 Prom
Chapter 322 Prom
The next afternoon, Natsume drove to Chiyoda.
After getting off the tram, he followed the guidance of his mobile phone and came to Master Yugong's house.
"What a style."
Natsume stood at the door, looking and looking, a little surprised.
The fence extends from the starting point of the road to the next intersection, and a large area surrounded by it belongs to the Yugong family's land.
The last time he came here was by car. He only knew that it was very large, but he didn't know the specific value.
Natsume didn't realize how rich this woman Amamiya Hui was until she measured it herself.
"This is an invitation."
There was a security guard at the gate. He handed over the invitation card, and the other party compared his identity information and let him go.
Because the internal space is too large, there will be a special icon at the door to remind the guests of the usefulness of each building.
"Excuse me, is this Mr. Natsume?"
A waitress walked over in a black suit and high heels.
"Just call me Natsume."
"This way, please, the owner has already made arrangements." The waitress stretched out her hand to make an invitation, and then walked inside.
Natsume followed the footsteps of the waiter and looked at the surrounding scenery.
Passing through the garden, passing the water spring, at the end of the road is a Japanese-style building.
Generally speaking, only the elderly will like this kind of house. The younger generation prefers to live in a comfortable, functional and modern building.
"Where's Hui?" Natsume looked around.
"Missy is in the room."
"Can you take me to her?"
"Please wait."
The waiter stopped in his tracks, took out his mobile phone and made a call.
A few minutes later, she picked it up again, turned around after getting permission, and walked inside.
After passing a room, the waitress stopped, made an inviting gesture, then turned and left.
Natsume knocked on the door, "It's me."
"Enter."
Natsume pushed open the door, and the first thing Hajime saw was Megumi Amamiya bathed in sunshine.
She was sitting at the desk with her back to the window. The weather was fine today, and the golden sunlight shone through the glass on Hui's body, making her look a bit holy.
"When did you come back?" Natsume stepped forward and found a seat to sit down.
"last night."
"Why don't you just tell me?"
"What can I say? Are you free?" Yu Gonghui said without raising her head.
"Too."
Natsume glanced at her, she was holding a hardcover book in her hand, and she didn't seem to want to talk very much.
He didn't bother, he took a random book from the shelf next to Hui, and started to read it.
After a while, Megumi Amamiya regained her senses from her contemplative state, and looked up at Natsume: "I went to the Colosseum."
"."
Natsume, who was confused, didn't understand what she meant for a while.
He asked tentatively, "You mean the one in ancient Rome 2000 years ago?"
"Yes."
Yu Gonghui nodded, "I was looking forward to it before I set off, but I was not satisfied with the result, because there is nothing recorded there except for the huge palace made of concrete, peat and bricks—"
"Its very existence is a miracle," Natsume said.
"I don't like it—I think that besides the building itself, it needs the words of the past to describe, to decorate, to highlight the traces of history, but there is nothing there."
"So what does the minister mean?"
"Just talking about feelings."
Yu Gonghui closed the book, "I was very disappointed, but I didn't know how to say it. Later, Xi told me that if I told others about this feeling, I would be much less disappointed."
"Simply to share?"
"Yes."
Natsume was silent for a while, then asked again: "Only went to the Colosseum?"
"No, there are the Alps, the Cathedral of Milan, Sicily—but I don't want to talk about these, because the results are still satisfactory."
"."
Natsume finally understood that this woman was using herself as a trash can to dump out bad emotions.
"Of course, if you want to hear it, I can also talk about it, especially with the Mafia Patriarch. They seem to be called the Godfather. My meeting with the Godfather." Yu Gonghui showed a little interest.
"."
Natsume nodded, but didn't ask further.
It wasn't until half a minute later that he noticed Yu Gonghui's scorching gaze, and then he raised his head.
She looked over and asked curiously, "Don't you want to hear it?"
".In no mood."
"You really don't want to?" Yu Gonghui showed a disappointed look.
Sweat broke out on his forehead, ".Think."
"Then let me tell you."
When the waiter came to remind her, Yu Gonghui stopped talking.
She glanced at the door, "It's getting late, we need to prepare for the dance."
The dance starts at six o'clock, but before it starts, dressing up and taking a shower are a waste of time.
Natsume stood up, ready to leave, to change and wash.
"I'll ask someone to show you the way. There are clothes in the room." Yu Gonghui said.
Natsume looked at her, "Speaking of which, who are the participants this time?"
He was a little curious, whether the guests at the ball were all rich second generations.
"Who do you think should attend the ball?" Amamiya Hui asked, but before Natsume could speak, she said, "Naturally, people of the same class as me, maybe older or younger, but it doesn't matter."
"Is it really good to say those two words so bluntly?"
"That's the way the world is."
Natsume didn't feel inferior, and asked, "What should I do?"
"You don't have to do anything, you just need to follow me, and someone will come and block you."
"Although I guessed it a long time ago, it's really a tool man."
Yu Gonghui smiled, "Then what do you want to do?"
"No, nothing."
After leaving these words, Natsume opened the door and walked out.
After going out, he followed the waiter's guidance to a guest room.
The inside is very spacious, with a separate shower room, and the formal clothes are placed on the bed, which seems to be specially prepared for him.
It was still early, and Natsume walked around the room before going to wash up.
After taking a shower, he changed his clothes again and observed his own image in front of the mirror.
With the increase in physical strength, Natsume's complexion improved a lot, and he was no longer as thin as before. From a distance, he looked like an ordinary high school student who lacked exercise.
Of course, after putting on formal clothes, the image has improved a lot. If Natsume, who was wearing regular clothes before, was a weak scholar, then now he is a gentle butler. Hell butler, he shook his head and got rid of this stupid idea. I was brainwashed by Yu Gonghui.
Going out again, went to Yu Gonghui's room, she was still putting on makeup.
After opening the door, Yu Gonghui looked up and down, "Are you ready?"
"Clothes changed."
"Come here, this is not enough preparation."
Yu Gonghui called the waitress to come in and put makeup on Natsume.
"It's better to keep it simple, without fancy things."
Natsume didn't resist, and grooming was also a key point of the dance.
Just like the previous sports festival, everyone, both boys and girls, had to put on makeup before going on stage.
"when are we leaving?"
"What's the hurry, the dance held by the Yugong family is naturally decided by me."
The arrogant and beautiful girl said these words in a leisurely manner.
After dressing up, she turned to face Natsume.
Yu Gonghui was wearing a crimson dress, which was slightly different from the dress at the last dinner.
Her waist is tied up, she is as weak and slender as a willow, and her chest is propped up, elegant and dignified. The most dazzling thing is the bright light in Yu Gonghui's eyes.
Natsume noticed that the waiter behind her moved a little slower, followed her gaze, and couldn't help showing a bit of emotion.
With bright red lips, snow-white skin, and a gorgeous dress, this woman is too dangerous.
Amamiya Hui was very satisfied with Natsume's shock, nodded and said: "You don't need to do anything at the dance party. If you want to eat, you can leave. If you want to go to the bathroom, you can solve it yourself. If you are bored, find a place where no one is sitting. But at the beginning, you You must go with me."
"Is it okay to show up?"
"I prefer to call it a walk."
In just a few words, her essence was exposed, which also dispelled Natsume's inner slack.
Sure enough, this woman is still vile.
(End of this chapter)
The next afternoon, Natsume drove to Chiyoda.
After getting off the tram, he followed the guidance of his mobile phone and came to Master Yugong's house.
"What a style."
Natsume stood at the door, looking and looking, a little surprised.
The fence extends from the starting point of the road to the next intersection, and a large area surrounded by it belongs to the Yugong family's land.
The last time he came here was by car. He only knew that it was very large, but he didn't know the specific value.
Natsume didn't realize how rich this woman Amamiya Hui was until she measured it herself.
"This is an invitation."
There was a security guard at the gate. He handed over the invitation card, and the other party compared his identity information and let him go.
Because the internal space is too large, there will be a special icon at the door to remind the guests of the usefulness of each building.
"Excuse me, is this Mr. Natsume?"
A waitress walked over in a black suit and high heels.
"Just call me Natsume."
"This way, please, the owner has already made arrangements." The waitress stretched out her hand to make an invitation, and then walked inside.
Natsume followed the footsteps of the waiter and looked at the surrounding scenery.
Passing through the garden, passing the water spring, at the end of the road is a Japanese-style building.
Generally speaking, only the elderly will like this kind of house. The younger generation prefers to live in a comfortable, functional and modern building.
"Where's Hui?" Natsume looked around.
"Missy is in the room."
"Can you take me to her?"
"Please wait."
The waiter stopped in his tracks, took out his mobile phone and made a call.
A few minutes later, she picked it up again, turned around after getting permission, and walked inside.
After passing a room, the waitress stopped, made an inviting gesture, then turned and left.
Natsume knocked on the door, "It's me."
"Enter."
Natsume pushed open the door, and the first thing Hajime saw was Megumi Amamiya bathed in sunshine.
She was sitting at the desk with her back to the window. The weather was fine today, and the golden sunlight shone through the glass on Hui's body, making her look a bit holy.
"When did you come back?" Natsume stepped forward and found a seat to sit down.
"last night."
"Why don't you just tell me?"
"What can I say? Are you free?" Yu Gonghui said without raising her head.
"Too."
Natsume glanced at her, she was holding a hardcover book in her hand, and she didn't seem to want to talk very much.
He didn't bother, he took a random book from the shelf next to Hui, and started to read it.
After a while, Megumi Amamiya regained her senses from her contemplative state, and looked up at Natsume: "I went to the Colosseum."
"."
Natsume, who was confused, didn't understand what she meant for a while.
He asked tentatively, "You mean the one in ancient Rome 2000 years ago?"
"Yes."
Yu Gonghui nodded, "I was looking forward to it before I set off, but I was not satisfied with the result, because there is nothing recorded there except for the huge palace made of concrete, peat and bricks—"
"Its very existence is a miracle," Natsume said.
"I don't like it—I think that besides the building itself, it needs the words of the past to describe, to decorate, to highlight the traces of history, but there is nothing there."
"So what does the minister mean?"
"Just talking about feelings."
Yu Gonghui closed the book, "I was very disappointed, but I didn't know how to say it. Later, Xi told me that if I told others about this feeling, I would be much less disappointed."
"Simply to share?"
"Yes."
Natsume was silent for a while, then asked again: "Only went to the Colosseum?"
"No, there are the Alps, the Cathedral of Milan, Sicily—but I don't want to talk about these, because the results are still satisfactory."
"."
Natsume finally understood that this woman was using herself as a trash can to dump out bad emotions.
"Of course, if you want to hear it, I can also talk about it, especially with the Mafia Patriarch. They seem to be called the Godfather. My meeting with the Godfather." Yu Gonghui showed a little interest.
"."
Natsume nodded, but didn't ask further.
It wasn't until half a minute later that he noticed Yu Gonghui's scorching gaze, and then he raised his head.
She looked over and asked curiously, "Don't you want to hear it?"
".In no mood."
"You really don't want to?" Yu Gonghui showed a disappointed look.
Sweat broke out on his forehead, ".Think."
"Then let me tell you."
When the waiter came to remind her, Yu Gonghui stopped talking.
She glanced at the door, "It's getting late, we need to prepare for the dance."
The dance starts at six o'clock, but before it starts, dressing up and taking a shower are a waste of time.
Natsume stood up, ready to leave, to change and wash.
"I'll ask someone to show you the way. There are clothes in the room." Yu Gonghui said.
Natsume looked at her, "Speaking of which, who are the participants this time?"
He was a little curious, whether the guests at the ball were all rich second generations.
"Who do you think should attend the ball?" Amamiya Hui asked, but before Natsume could speak, she said, "Naturally, people of the same class as me, maybe older or younger, but it doesn't matter."
"Is it really good to say those two words so bluntly?"
"That's the way the world is."
Natsume didn't feel inferior, and asked, "What should I do?"
"You don't have to do anything, you just need to follow me, and someone will come and block you."
"Although I guessed it a long time ago, it's really a tool man."
Yu Gonghui smiled, "Then what do you want to do?"
"No, nothing."
After leaving these words, Natsume opened the door and walked out.
After going out, he followed the waiter's guidance to a guest room.
The inside is very spacious, with a separate shower room, and the formal clothes are placed on the bed, which seems to be specially prepared for him.
It was still early, and Natsume walked around the room before going to wash up.
After taking a shower, he changed his clothes again and observed his own image in front of the mirror.
With the increase in physical strength, Natsume's complexion improved a lot, and he was no longer as thin as before. From a distance, he looked like an ordinary high school student who lacked exercise.
Of course, after putting on formal clothes, the image has improved a lot. If Natsume, who was wearing regular clothes before, was a weak scholar, then now he is a gentle butler. Hell butler, he shook his head and got rid of this stupid idea. I was brainwashed by Yu Gonghui.
Going out again, went to Yu Gonghui's room, she was still putting on makeup.
After opening the door, Yu Gonghui looked up and down, "Are you ready?"
"Clothes changed."
"Come here, this is not enough preparation."
Yu Gonghui called the waitress to come in and put makeup on Natsume.
"It's better to keep it simple, without fancy things."
Natsume didn't resist, and grooming was also a key point of the dance.
Just like the previous sports festival, everyone, both boys and girls, had to put on makeup before going on stage.
"when are we leaving?"
"What's the hurry, the dance held by the Yugong family is naturally decided by me."
The arrogant and beautiful girl said these words in a leisurely manner.
After dressing up, she turned to face Natsume.
Yu Gonghui was wearing a crimson dress, which was slightly different from the dress at the last dinner.
Her waist is tied up, she is as weak and slender as a willow, and her chest is propped up, elegant and dignified. The most dazzling thing is the bright light in Yu Gonghui's eyes.
Natsume noticed that the waiter behind her moved a little slower, followed her gaze, and couldn't help showing a bit of emotion.
With bright red lips, snow-white skin, and a gorgeous dress, this woman is too dangerous.
Amamiya Hui was very satisfied with Natsume's shock, nodded and said: "You don't need to do anything at the dance party. If you want to eat, you can leave. If you want to go to the bathroom, you can solve it yourself. If you are bored, find a place where no one is sitting. But at the beginning, you You must go with me."
"Is it okay to show up?"
"I prefer to call it a walk."
In just a few words, her essence was exposed, which also dispelled Natsume's inner slack.
Sure enough, this woman is still vile.
(End of this chapter)
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