Can't You Skip Dating? / Can't You Just Like the Body?

Nanami took the towel indifferently, wiped the face of Iwanaga Kotoko, who was full of water, and replied: "I said that the clothes will be wrinkled, and I want to help you take it off. It was Mr. Ogihara who said not to wake you up. Let you sleep well."

Yanyong Qinzi's anger disappeared immediately: "Oh, that's fine, it's fine."

"This is discriminatory treatment, Miss Iwanaga."

Hearing this, Yanyong Qinzi pinched her neck and widened her eyes: "You should treat these four words differently, but you shouldn't say them out of your mouth, you know!?"

Qi Hai was stunned, recalled for a moment, and accidentally showed an unsightly smile.

In Iwanaga Kotoko's more murderous eyes, Nanami, who realized something, quickly patted her face, returned to her normal expression, put down her towel and turned her head away.

"I'm going to see if Mr. Ogihara is awake. If there's nothing else, we'll go out."

Iwanaga Kotoko kept her eyes open, and just stared at Nanami as she went away.

She touched her face that had been wiped, went back to the house and saw the charged mobile phone, unplugged the charger and stuffed it into her backpack, sending a good message to the family.

After waiting for a while, I saw Ogihara Akira, who was neatly dressed, enter the house, picked up his backpack and said, "Let's go."

Yanyong Qinzi followed in small steps, but did not see anyone in the hotel corridor, and asked, "Where's Miss Qingshan?"

"Go back to the room, what do you want to eat in the morning?"

"Remember that the hotel has breakfast service."

"It seems there is, but the quality should be average. If you don't like it, then you can eat it before leaving."

"I'm still not too picky when I'm out and about."

Yanyong Qinzi took two steps and followed closely, and asked, "Hey, how did you carry me up last night?"

Ogihara Akira had already stepped into the front hall of the hotel, saw Nanami waiting there, and told him to leave after dinner.

Nanami immediately went to talk to the inn proprietress about breakfast, and Ogihara Akira turned around and put his arms in a princess hug.

Yanyong Qinzi nodded with satisfaction, and said regretfully: "But I fell asleep and didn't feel it, when will I do it again?"

Ogihara Ming tapped her head: "Wait until you fall asleep again."

Miss Iwanaga was very dissatisfied and decided not to fall asleep next time.

After breakfast, the three went out and got into the car.

In areas lacking enough street lights, it is obviously easier to drive during the day than at night. After knowing the location, you can use the navigation to plan a good road. Ogihara checked the electronic map on the navigation for a while and confirmed what the woman said last night. The children's welfare home on the west side of the town stepped on the accelerator.

If there are no special circumstances, Ogihara Ming has always been unhappy driving, even if he is not killed at all, even more so when there are people in the car. During the smooth ride, Iwanaga Qinzi fell asleep again with a small face.

Nanami glanced back, couldn't help laughing, and whispered, "No matter how many times I look at it, I think Miss Yanaga's sleeping is too cute."

Ogihara adjusted the rear-view mirror, glanced at it, and said with a grin, "Indeed, I feel a little unbearable recently."

Qi Hai blinked a little confusedly: "Can't bear it?"

"Well, anyway, I'm a normal man with a sexual life. If she is really a middle school student, I'll throw away the bad thoughts that I have, and be a sister or a daughter. The problem is that she is not only legal, but also have an idea for me."

Ogihara rubbed his nose and said a little embarrassedly: "In this case, cuteness is not only endearing, but also... something that arouses desire."

About Ogihara Akira's sexual life, Nanami heard Ogihara Akira say something a long time ago, and has always known about it, but because he has never actually seen Ogihara Akira, he has no intuitive feeling.

She rubbed her hot face and tried to take it as a normal thing. After all, Ogihara Ming is a rich young man. If he doesn't even have sex, it's not normal.

Although from a better point of view, it can also be called self-cleaning, but considering that Ogihara Akira is unfettered and not subject to any strict family education restrictions, it still makes people feel that there may be a problem with the body.

So now, um... As a maid, of course, you should hope that your master is healthy, so it's fine.

So it's normal, whether it's having sex or having a less pure desire for Iwanaga Kotoko, it's normal.

Nanami tried hard to make himself accept all this, and after holding back for a long time, he asked carefully, "So Mr. Ogihara...will...to Miss Iwanaga..."

"No." Ogihara denied without thinking, "If she just intends to play, I will accept it. I am willing to take what you want. But she is serious, so I can't harm her. already."

Nanami nodded slightly.

But it's not something to let down, but a subtle feeling that can't be explained.

After a short period of silence, with the feeling of wanting to know everything, she endured shyness and asked in a low voice, "Then, Mr. Ogihara... when did you go?"

Ogihara Akira raised his hand and gave his maid a chestnut with a thud, preventing her from becoming more and more curious.

Qi Hai held his head in grievance and decided not to ask.

The maid can't wait for the master to say anything. If you want to know, it is best to observe and understand by yourself.

This is what Hayasaka-san said.

What Hayasaka-san said was right.

Guided by the feelings he wanted to know and the correctness of the maid, Nanami made a plan to investigate

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A... very ordinary little yard.

This is the description that Nanami, an ordinary girl, thought of when she went to the place.

There is a slide in the yard, a little old but still usable, a few swing frames side by side, rusted, but still looking solid, and a few old-looking trees, bare, only Imagine the shade of summer.

In addition, there is a withered flower bed, and half a basketball court.

A little girl sat on the swing with curiosity and vigilance in her eyes. She didn't slip away or get up to say hello. She just watched Ogihara Akira approach and sat on the swing next to her.

"Hello."

The little girl stared at Ogihara Ming for a few seconds, and politely replied, "Hello."

"Is it cold?" Ogihara asked.

The little girl shook her head: "It's not cold."

"In another two months, will it be cold here?"

"Sometimes it's cold, it's not cold when you go to the bed, and that..." The little girl made a big circle with her hand, and after thinking about it, she suddenly said, "Oh, the dean's grandfather said it's called Little Sun, go to that... It's not cold anymore."

Akira Ogihara nodded, pushed and loosened his legs, and let himself swing on the low children's swing.

"Speaking of which, I should be going to school today, right? Are you asking for leave?"

The little girl shook her head and pouted her nose: "I have a cold, I'm on leave."

"But I don't think you look like a cold." Ogihara said swayingly, "I'm not here to adopt, so you don't have to play me."

The little girl immediately changed her tune and said, "Oh, we got into a fight and got kicked out of school."

"Oh, it's a bit powerful." Ogihara Akira said swayingly, "Who messed with you?"

"My classmate's mother."

Ogihara Ming stepped on the ground and asked unexpectedly, "Did you beat the adults?"

"No, I just beat her child. It was a boy and pulled my hair." The little girl pouted and said with drooping eyelids, "Then she was scolded by his mother."

Ogihara Ming pondered for a while, and asked with a strange expression: "Because I can't scold or beat you back this time, it's his mother who messed with you, so?"

The little girl nodded vigorously.

Ogihara Akira slowly sat down, continued to think, and said, "You are in elementary school, right? Conflicts occur among elementary school students... It should be considered normal, so you shouldn't drop out of school directly."

The little girl hesitated for a while, then looked at Ogihara Akira, then looked at Nanami with a delicate expression behind Ogihara Akira, and Iwanaga Kotoko, who was standing as if nothing had happened, and felt that this combination and age really didn't seem to be the "adult" who would come to adopt. ".

So she ended the hesitation and said, "He was crying in his mother's arms and scolded me with his mother."

"Oh, and then what?"

"I hit him again."

"... beating you in the fucking face?"

The little girl nodded vigorously again.

Ogihara Ming's face also became subtle, and he sighed: "Yes, although I have seen a few brave children, but it makes sense to be so brave and beaten, you are the first."

The little girl's face showed a smile for the first time: "Do you think I beat me right?"

"To be honest, it's not right. After all, it will make you unable to go to school. If you don't go to school well, it will be difficult to find those jobs with more money, and it may be more difficult in the future."

Ogihara paused for a while, patted his legs and said, "But it sounds really relieved."

The little girl smiled and said, "Yes, that woman still wanted to hit me, but I ran away."

"Have you come back for training?"

Upon hearing this, the little girl's lawless aura faded, and she muttered: "Well, the dean's grandfather is very unhappy, he disciplined me, and said that I will not be able to go to school in the future, hum... If you don't go, don't go. , school is not fun anyway."

Ogihara Ming smiled: "Going to school is not for you to play, it is said that it has something to do with how much money you will earn in the future."

The little girl seemed to be very sensitive to the word money, she heard the words flattened her mouth and stopped talking.

"What if I let you go back to school? Would you like to study hard?" Ogihara asked with a smile, "Oh, provided that the boy's mother won't come to you again, and you don't continue to beat the boy - you have already beaten him. After two meals, it's almost the end, of course, if he still scolds you, it's another matter."

The little girl thought about it and asked seriously, "Will it really make more money?"

"If your academic performance is good enough, after graduating from high school, you can take a good college entrance examination and continue your studies, and you will find a good job easier than the average person." Ogihara Ming said cautiously, "Of course, it is relatively easy, and no one can guarantee this. But this is already the clearest and most effective way for ordinary people, and it is worth a try if you want to make money.”

The little girl bit her nails, trying to put the words she couldn't really understand into her mind, thinking hard, and finally said, "If this is the case, I want to try."

"What about the others?" Ogihara shook his fist, "Girls are naturally weaker, and it's not very obvious now. In two years, you may not be able to beat the boys who are pulling your hair, so do you want to learn martial arts or something? , you can use it to protect yourself from being bullied."

The little girl changed her nails to bite, nodded and said, "It seems not bad?"

Ogihara Ming's smile became more and more obvious: "The last question, after you were trained by that grandfather, do you hate him?"

The little girl quickly shook her head: "I don't hate it, um... If I didn't let me eat snacks for a month, I wouldn't hate it even more, although I didn't have many snacks to eat."

"it is good."

Di Yuanming stood up from the swing and looked at the two-storey house with brightly painted exterior walls, but mottled: "Where is your grandfather the principal?"

The little girl stopped chewing her nails: "Isn't that the last question just now?"

"Then let me put it another way - take me to your grandfather, the dean, so it won't be a problem."

The little girl showed dissatisfaction, stared at Ogihara Akira for a while, and said with understanding: "Oh, this is the 'Cunning Lord'..."

"Yeah, your lord is very cunning." Ogihara Ming smiled happily, squatted down and asked, "So can I ask you a favor? Take me to your grandfather, the dean. This time it's not a request, it's Ask for help."

The little girl silently stood up from the swing and walked towards the mottled house.