Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

"Thank you for your interest, Ms. Shinoda."

Watanabe Yu stretched out his hand, shook her hand gently, and then let go.

The postures of both of them were not very formal, but rather there was an indescribable sense of relaxation.

"I always thought that Mr. Watanabe would be more mature."

Chie Shinoda turned around and slightly adjusted the way she leaned back.

Yes, this back-leaning action is very unladylike, but it is surprisingly comfortable.

"Which kind of maturity?"

Watanabe Yu picked up a piece of watermelon with a toothpick and put it into his mouth.

The sweet taste of watermelon blooms on the tip of your tongue.

He had also tasted a small piece of the pastries here before.

Unfortunately, the pastries of the Silver Moon Hotel have not escaped the shackles of a star-rated hotel and are made in a very business-like manner.

In short, personally, he doesn't like it very much.

"I always thought you were a handsome uncle with rich emotional experience." Shinoda Chie paused and gestured, "You are about the same height, but your dressing style is more straightforward, that classic combination of long trench coat."

"Who wears a windbreaker in the middle of summer?"

Yu Watanabe unbuttoned his suit jacket.

In just a moment, he already felt nervous and panicked.

It wasn't a problem with the quality of the clothes, but he hadn't worn formal clothes for a long time, so he couldn't adjust from wearing loose clothes for a while.

"……Too."

Chie Shinoda was stunned at first, then she chuckled.

She really didn't expect him to answer like that.

"But you are indeed very different."

There was a hint of emotion in her tone.

The feeling that the current 'Watanabe' gave her was completely different from the 'Watanabe' she had imagined.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems to make sense.

Teacher Watanabe should be like this, casual, free and natural, not deliberately saying or doing anything.

People like that can't write words like that.

"Is this a euphemism for 'disillusioned'?"

Watanabe Yu pushed the fruit plate aside.

I have to say that the only delicious fruit here is watermelon. The peeled lychees look big, but they are not very sweet when eaten.

It's pure fraud.

"Not really. Or rather, if you were really what I imagined you to be, I would be very embarrassed."

Chie Shinoda turned her head and looked silently at a corner of the banquet.

Her eyes reflected several figures who frequently looked over here.

"I can see that you are very tired. This kind of party is very tiring, right?"

She changed the subject.

"As long as you are dealing with people, there is nothing that is not stressful or tiring."

Watanabe Yu has a deep understanding of this point.

After finishing a day's work, when people get home, their first thought is not to go to bed, but to take a shower. However, they will sit on the sofa unconsciously, thinking to themselves, let me sit for a while.

"You look experienced."

Chie Shinoda took up the conversation.

"...I guess so." Watanabe Yu raised his eyebrows and paused, "They didn't look at you."

He had noticed it since just now.

From the moment Chie Shinoda stood next to him, the young men of the same age as her in a small circle not far away had been looking over here.

It seemed that those young men were either her suitors or wanted to strike up a conversation with her, but because old man Tongshan Atsushi had made such a deep impression on them just now, they seemed very hesitant.

"Thank you."

Chie Shinoda didn't explain. She stood up straight, lifted the hem of her skirt and expressed her gratitude.

"Instead of saying thank you, why not give them a hand when they want to beat me up later?"

Yu Watanabe made a little joke.

"...Your words are really interesting. How dare they do that?"

Hearing this, Chie Shinoda chuckled.

"Teacher Watanabe, can I exchange phone numbers with you?"

She asked.

This is the author of "Norwegian Wood".

In her circle, everyone likes this work very much.

"uh-huh."

Watanabe Yu nodded and exchanged phone numbers with Shinoda Chie.

"And can you give me an autograph?"

Chie Shinoda took out a card as if by magic, borrowed a pen from a passing waiter, and then held it in both hands and handed it to Yu Watanabe.

"of course."

Watanabe Yu took the pen and the card, wrote the word "Watanabe" on the business card, and then returned it.

"Thank you."

Chie Shinoda excitedly put away the signed card.

"They're waiting for me over there, I'll go over first."

She nodded slightly.

Her friends were already giving her looks.

"See you."

Watanabe Yu nodded.

The next second, Chie Shinoda took a step forward and walked towards the small circle that President Beichen had just introduced him to.

Shaking his head, Watanabe Yu picked up the fruit plate he had just put down.

He picked up the last lychee and put it into his mouth.

He was a little hungry.

"Watanabe! Come here."

Suddenly, Beichen Ichiro, who was surrounded like a star, raised his hand and greeted him.

"hai~"

Watanabe You responded and walked over quickly.

*

After the banquet, Watanabe Yu became completely familiar to the author circle and left a very good impression on many authors.

So much so that when the banquet was over, many people offered to give him a ride home and chat with him along the way.

But he declined them all.

It’s not that I have any so-called idol burden, but I’m afraid that they will see that the Yaleju where I live is too simple.

He just simply wanted to be alone for a while after the party.

In such social occasions, it takes a lot of effort to leave a good impression on most people and leave a stepping stone.

"Watanabe, how about you take my car back?"

At the entrance of the hotel, Ichiro Kitano patted Watanabe Yu's shoulder.

The rain is a little lighter now.

The heavy rain in the middle of the banquet turned into moderate rain.

If you take a taxi, it really won’t affect anything, but this is Shinagawa District, and the distance from here to Bunkyo District is still quite far.

"Thank you for your kindness. The rain is not very heavy. I want to walk for a while." Watanabe Yu turned around and took the umbrella from the waiter standing beside him. "Thank you."

"..."

The waiter was stunned at first, then bowed slightly out of flattery.

Everyone can be polite before a banquet begins, but very few people can remain polite after the banquet.

"Teacher Watanabe, there is an empty seat in my car."

On the side, Chie Shinoda, who was holding the hand of a girl, also greeted Watanabe Yu.

"thank you for your kindness."

Watanabe Yu waved his hand.

Before coming, he had already looked at the map. The distance from the Silver Moon Hotel to the nearest taxi spot was only 1.5 km.

He raised his eyes and looked outside the hotel.

The night is now completely occupied by the night rain. There are lights on in the shopping malls in the distance, but they are covered by the rain. The whole world seems to be covered with a veil. In the vast fog, the cold air is overwhelming.

pat, pat.

The sound of rain hitting the umbrella suddenly attracted the attention of some people.

Reflexively, some people looked over there.

The sound of the high heels gently stepping on the ground became inexplicably clear.

A graceful figure holding an umbrella slowly walked into the hotel's porch.

Amemiya Ayana put down the umbrella, folded it up, and then gently shook it on the ground. Large raindrops wet the ground.

"I'm here to pick you up."

The Saint Lady raised her eyebrows, and her clear eyes looked straight at him.

There was some commotion among the crowd at the hotel entrance, but no one spoke, and many middle-aged people smiled knowingly.

When they were chatting just now, Watanabe Yu's measured manner of advancing and retreating left a very deep impression on them, and many of them felt a sense of unreality.

This situation now makes them feel more real.

But... two umbrellas, are you planning to walk back?

It's romantic, but there's no doubt that their clothes will get wet.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you that during this rare break, you should just...?"

Watanabe Yu asked with a somewhat amused look.

"I miss you."

The Saint Lady's voice was very soft, with a hint of tenderness.

But it was these few words that forced all the words in his throat back.

The people standing at the door fell silent.

"She seems to be the eldest daughter of the Amemiya family."

The girl next to Chie Shinoda whispered.

Her voice was not loud, but at this time, it was loud enough for most people to hear.