I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

"Jirana-kun is going back?"

She ran to the bar with the tray and took off her apron. She tilted her head slightly and said with a smile, "Let's go out together~ I'm just going to buy something."

This is a trivial matter, after all, Azusa Sasaki is not the type to find words.

Kira Yoshikage agreed with a smile, and the two went out together under the bell on the door frame of the cafe.

The two foreign youths in the coffee shop looked at each other, then got up to keep up--you have to protect the young lady, or they will be killed by Mr. Andy!

Azusa Sasaki shared today's bad luck with Yoshikage Kira with a smile, and turned around after hearing the movement behind him.

She frowned slightly, looked at the two smiling "family members", and sighed: "If you follow me again, I will call Andy and say you are harassing me."

Although he has been in the country long enough, Azusa Sasaki is still fluent in Italian.

Different from the mildness of the past, she spoke Italian in a soft but subtle tone of deterrence: "Andy will sink you into the Pacific Ocean."

"Uh..."

The red-haired youth's expression froze for a moment - of course he knew that the young lady would not do that, but...if the young lady is unhappy, the person who makes her unhappy always becomes unlucky for some reason - Emphasis, it is not ordinary bad luck !

Oh shit!

'Life is hard on me'

The red-haired young man curled his lips as he thought about it, made a "please" gesture with a smirk, and dragged his companion away—it doesn't matter, the young lady is not keen on stalkers, just look back later!

Azusa Sasaki breathed a sigh of relief when she saw them leave.

She looked up at Kira Yoshikage, and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, they are more... suspicious."

"It's ok."

Kira Yoshikage smiled and shook his head, "He looks like a 'fun' person."

For example, they are always habitually looking around with a guarded expression, always inadvertently touching their waists, and they have a different kind of powerful pace and look at Azusa Sasaki, although he is extremely relaxed, but still a little cautious and respectful.

so...

Just a rich man who inherited a castle?

Yoshikage Kira didn't think much about this issue. Azusa Sasaki is harmless—probably a soft personality like her can hardly be harmful... right?At least that's not the case, as long as there are no big changes.

satosi also overslept today.

But it doesn't matter, he has resigned anyway.There are so many more interesting things in the world than work, why waste your life on such laborious things?

He stretched and got up, scratched his back and got out of bed and opened the curtains.

There are a lot of universities around here, just for his "foraging" needs.

'Already caught up'

With that in mind, he looked into the distance from the window.

There are ordinary people everywhere, just as boring as ordinary life.

So...

Who should I look for today?

Satosi's eyes swept across the passers-by on the sidewalk downstairs - a middle-aged woman with a yellow complexion but wearing makeup to deceive herself, a numb-faced waiter who nodded and bowed to the guests in her overalls, and hurriedly walked with a portfolio under her arm. The office worker, the college student who is idle after class, the young woman who is dignified and friendly in every move...

Um?This is not bad.

satosi has already decided - just her.

He grabbed the camera on the windowsill and focused - "click"

Looking down at the woman's back on the screen, satosi looked satisfied.

"But..." He frowned and whispered, "It's not pleasing to the eye."

The blond young man beside her... is really not pleasing to the eye.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

He turned his attention back to the woman.

Although I haven't seen the face yet, Satosi is sure that she must be very beautiful.

That kind of beauty doesn't necessarily come from appearance, but it's definitely "beautiful".

Such a person should be independent of the world and stay in the best years of his life—safely, without even breathing.

With that in mind, satosi looked at the woman and the blond youth again.

The woman wears work clothes, and if she walks...the work place shouldn't be too far away.

very convenient.

right!It's her!

"Ugh..."

Asakura Teru sat in the apartment where he lived before, sighing leisurely.

Tang Zeanda is probably dead again.