Name: They're nice, but I don't want to be a villain Minotaur

After hearing this, Dong Jiren was resurrected with full blood on the spot, and he also looked at the girl with gossipy eyes.

Asaba Ibuki didn't expect that her unintentional words could focus the firepower of the two people on herself, and the chopsticks she used to pick up the rice became a little stiff.

"No," she said.

"Is it "breakup" or "no"? "Asaba Ibuki asked again.

"Is there any difference?" Dong Jiren asked.

"Of course, 'breaking up' means we talked about it before, and 'no' means there was no first love. " Dongyang Li said it succinctly.

"How is that possible?" Dong Jiren laughed, "Do you even need to ask? No matter what Ibuki said..."

Asaba Ibuki lowered her eyes in shame.

"Ah, no way?" Dong Jiren said subconsciously.

"You're already in your senior year of high school this year, Chui Jiang!" Dongyang Li said loudly, "And you're so good-looking, and you actually have a boyfriend?"

"Ah." Asaba Ibuki nodded, "...Busy, busy."

Dong Jiren quickly tugged at the hem of his wife's clothes, and then said as if to relieve himself:

"It's okay. Isn't Ibuki's dream to become an idol? It's normal for idols not to fall in love. Don't you think so? Ibuki."

Asaba Ibuki said "Ah" again.

Then he became even more ashamed.

"Idol" is indeed a dream, but when this dream is still far away, it will be very embarrassing to say it from other people's mouths.

...

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Ps, isn’t it? You don’t even have a monthly pass at the beginning of the month?Thanks to me for being diligent in updating during the National Day, woo woo woo.

508. Dinner at Dongyangli’s house

"If you say that..."

Toyori recalled the "incident" process described by Asaba Ibuki, and it seemed to be mentioned at the beginning, "The reason why you were playing guitar in the mall at that time...?"

"Ah."

Asaba Ibuki nodded slightly excitedly: "'Performance', if you want to be an idol, it's not enough just to be able to play by yourself, 'Performance' is the key!" "

"Haha!" Dongyang said with a smile: "It's not bad. It was my first time to perform in Okina City and I met someone who struck up a conversation. It seems that he is indeed very charming, Fuki-chan!"

Asaba Ibuki's smile couldn't help but become awkward.

Dong Jiren tugged on his wife's clothes again and whispered, "This is not a good thing."

Only then did Dongyangli react.

"really--"

Then, she changed the topic again in an extremely blunt manner, "So, Fuki-chan, what kind of boy do you like?"

"what?"

"Although I haven't been in love, at least there is someone I like." Dong Yangli asked with a smile.

"Yes, that's right." Higashi Jiren's interest increased again, "Don't look at me like this, Brother Jiren, but I actually know a lot of boys. Maybe I can introduce him to Ibuki."

"Uh."

"You?" Dongyang Li glanced at her husband frivolously, then curled her lips slightly, turned the corners of her eyes downward, and smiled lightly: "Heh."

Just a smile, but it brought great trauma to Dong Jiren. He immediately said: "I still know a lot of young boys! Fuki-chan is 19 years old this year, right? Then finding someone within five years of age is not a problem at all. Yangli and I are also three years apart from you!"

Dongyang Li asked cheerfully: "Do you think I'm too old?"

Dong Jiren calmed down immediately,

"I, I didn't say that."

Dongyangri glanced at "I'm sorry you don't dare", and then carefully looked at Asaba Ibuki, who was sitting opposite her with a cold face and a bit at a loss, "Anyone who is worthy of Fuki-chan must be a great person." Handsome guy, right?"

"Humph."

Dong Jiren crossed his arms and became proud: "Speaking of handsome guys, I know a few of them."

"Do you know a handsome guy?" Dong Yangli didn't believe it.

"Didn't you also say that the junior who came to our house before, Yangli, is quite handsome?"

"..." Dong Yangli showed a slightly contemptuous and awkward smile: "Oh."

"Oh? Isn't he handsome? He is a junior that I am proud of!"

"It's almost interesting."

Dongyangli said casually, and then asked Asaba Ibuki with expectation: "Ibuki, do you know the handsome guy in the mall?"

This question triggered Asaba Ibuki's PTSD.

"How handsome is he?" Asaba Ibuki said.

"I haven't said who it is yet." Dong Yangli said.

Asaba Ibuki:......

"You also admit that he is handsome, right?" Dongyang Li smirked: "I have to say, he is indeed good-looking... I would rather say he is a pretty handsome boy. Do you have his contact information?"

Asaba Ibuki shook his head.

She didn't think it would be a good thing to get in touch with such a school bully.

Also considering that nothing good would happen, Asaba Ibuki adhered to the principle that doing more is worse than doing less, and did not mention to Dongyangli that she and Kobayashi Murayasu were actually schoolmates.

"Hey, who is it?" Dong Jiren felt isolated.

"Oh, I told you, you didn't know." Dongyangli said, "But it's a pity. I should have asked him for his contact information at that time. He is a good match for you Fuki-chan...but he is a bit too tall."

After all, in terms of height, Ibuki, who is just over 1.5 meters tall, still looks a bit miniscule in front of a boy who is 1.8 meters tall. "But being tall is a good thing, just think of it as improving your genes."

The corners of Asaba Ibuki's mouth twitched.

"Sister, do you want me to help you find out?" The "soul of the idler Sister Dong" in Dongyang was burning.

Asaba Ibuki quickly refused: "Duck, no need!...I'm not interested in appearance, as long as it's passable, being too handsome makes people uneasy."

The mediocre-looking Dong Jiren showed a happy attitude that a child can be taught.

"...Huh? There are people who don't like good-looking people...?" Dongyang Li was suspicious, with "Really, I don't believe it" written all over his face, "Then what do you like?"

Asaba Ibuki has never thought about her spouse.

As he said, her life had been busy.

Just the balance between dreaming and studying can exhaust her to death, and she can't distract herself from other things.

But the answer "I don't know" obviously cannot satisfy Sister Yangli who wants to break the casserole and ask the truth...

Asaba Ibuki hesitated and said hesitantly:

"Like the more talented type?"

In fact, Asaba Ibuki's life is not only as simple as "never having a boyfriend", but... there are no men at all.Among those of the same age...or even those of the opposite sex who are five years apart, it seems that there is only one person who has had real and effective communication with her during this period of time.

Mr. Boyfriend.

She never doubted the friendship between herself and Nanao Akane.

Nor do I speculate on my feelings for my boyfriend.

However, after Sister Yangli's aggressive question and her own brief thought, it seemed that the only ideal type in her mind was her boyfriend.

Although I have never met him, his musical attainments are amazing, he can also give me guidance, and his talent is outstanding.

If you think about it this way, it doesn't seem to be very good to Akane.

But Asaba Ibuki thought again that the man who played the guitar in the SB Hotel that she saw on Twitter could be said to be the type of person she admired... and it wasn't just Mr. Boyfriend.

So, she spoke the answer calmly.

"What kind of talent?" Dong Jiren asked.

"Music." Asaba Ibuki said, she stood up, "I'm full..."

If he sat down again, he might still be asked tricky questions by this couple.

"Music talent..." Dong Jiren murmured to himself.

"What's wrong?" Dong Yangli asked casually. Unexpectedly, Dong Jiren seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes became particularly sharp: "Yang Li!"

"what?"

"The handsome boy you mentioned..." Dong Jiren narrowed his dangerous eyes: "Is he as handsome as me!?"

Dongyangli was stunned.

Then she carefully looked at her husband's cheek, and then smiled very sweetly and dotingly.

"I like your confidence."

"Yangli, you——"

Asaba Ibuki, who was in the kitchen, couldn't help but curled her delicate lips when she heard this movement.Sure enough, Sister Yangli and Brother Jiren have such a good relationship...

She thought for a moment, took out her phone and replied to Nanao Akane with a text message.

I really hope that I can see my boyfriend as soon as possible.

She held the phone against her plump chest and prayed silently.

After taking a nap, Asaba Ibuki stood at the second floor window and looked down, and then saw Kobayashi Murayasu standing at the door of his employer's house.

509. Be polite.

Asaba Ibuki was in a pretty bad mood.

The reason is that Nanao Akane is a pigeon.

Of course, it's not Akane's fault.

Earlier today, Nanao Akane called her and said with some embarrassment that one of her friends accidentally sprained her foot last night and broke her knee, and she needed to go to the hospital.

Asaba Ibuki's heart tightened.

"Is Mr. Boyfriend okay?"

"He's fine. He just needs to be sent there, so the appointment with you can only be postponed for another day." Nanao Akane said softly, "I'm sorry, senior."

"Another day? What another day? How can we change it?"

Then, before Asaba Ibuki had time to reply, she heard the noisy background sound from Nanao Akane.

"It's not verb Aya...Senior, please don't think nonsense."

"what?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not talking to you, senior. I'm... a little confused. Anyway, how about another time? Don't worry, it must be these days."

"to make."

Since Akane said so, Ibuki certainly couldn't force it.But although his words were reasonable, the feeling of disappointment in his heart did not fade away so easily.

Asaba Ibuki sat on the bed hugging her legs. There was still no expression on her usually indifferent face, but there was a little loneliness in her eyes.

She grabbed the guitar and played it lightly.

"...Ha, I can't see you anymore."

However, Asaba Ibuki soon encouraged herself.There is still a chance after all, as Akane said, it's just these two days.

Now that she's here, she has no one to disturb her since her parents are away.

You can connect with your guitar skills better and more freely.

Even though we are in a bottleneck period now, this kind of thing has always been like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. One day of laziness will take three days to make up for it.

She practiced playing the guitar for a while.