Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

Saturday.

The weather is clear, and a sea of clouds like fish scales floats slowly in the blue sky.

Ikebukuro, camellia coffee shop.

An elegant girl is sitting by the window, her long black hair is scattered to her waist, her long white skirt outlines her beautiful curves, a pair of beautiful legs are hidden in black pantyhose, and her snow-white skin is looming.

Shiyu Kasumigaoka gently stirred the soup spoon in the coffee cup with her hand, and her red eyes seemed to look carelessly at the crowded street outside the window.

Then tap the screen of the phone with your slender finger and glance at it slightly.

“It’s almost there.”

Seeing that it had reached half past nine, Kasumigaoka Shiwa whispered to himself.

I don’t know what kind of person that upcoming senior is.

However, listening to his older editor, the senior and benefactor seemed to be a police officer of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Twenty years old, and still single.

Recalling the information that Machida Sonoko had given her, a smile of interest appeared at the corner of Kasumigaoka Shiha’s mouth.

Speaking of which, without the help of that senior, his current novel would not have been so hot, but would have died directly.

How do you thank you after meeting?

Shiyu Kasumigaoka supported her delicate chin, thoughts rushed in her mind, and her beautiful legs under the table trembled gently.

…………

“Camellia Cafe, this is it.”

Getting out of the car, his brown eyes looked at the coffee shop in front of him, and Kitahara took out his mobile phone again and confirmed the name on it to himself.

Machida Enko had already sent the café and the location of the other party half an hour ago.

That is to say, Teacher Kasumi Shiko also waited in this shop for almost half an hour.

This thank you is really sincere.

Thinking so, Beiyuan Xun couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Jingle bell~

Push open the wooden door of the coffee shop, and the crisp bell rings in your ears.

Kitahara looked around for a week and found that there were quite a few customers in this coffee shop.

Most of them are still some small couples who come to date, after all, today is a day off.

“Table Twenty-four, probably over here…”

Silently recited the table number where the other party was in his heart, and Kitahara also walked towards the inside along the serial number on the table.

Soon he stopped at the table at number twenty-three.

That is to say, moving a table further forward is what you are looking for.

Kitahara raised his head and looked at Table Twenty-Four.

In that position, a young girl wearing a red headband was facing away from him, taking a sip of the coffee she was holding from time to time, looking very leisurely.

Is she Shiwa Kasumigaoka?

A look of interest flashed in Beiyuan’s eyes.

“Hello, may I ask if you are Kasumi Shiko-sensei, right?”

Without hesitation, Kitahara walked over slowly and asked.

Hearing this voice, Kasumigaoka Shiyu also came to her senses, slightly looking sideways at the young man who was already sitting opposite her, and a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes.

“That’s right, that… You are the Master of Heaven’s Dao. ”

“If you say that you are the author who wrote Suqing, then the chief of the Dao is me.”

Hearing this familiar name, Kitahara shrugged and nodded and said.

Tendo Soji is the pseudonym he used to write his books.

“However, you should still use Kitahara to call you, I’m not used to being called by pen names.”

Kitahara Mon.

“Then if you say that Kitahara senior, just call me Kasumigaoka Shiwa.”

Hearing this name, Kasumigaoka Shiyu nodded subconsciously, and then a pair of red eyes looked at the senior opposite and exchanged names with him.

Seniors….

Hearing the voice from the other side, Beiyuan Xun’s eyebrows jumped, and there was an inexplicable sense of pleasure in his heart.

Is this the thrill of being called a senior?

I remembered that I called others seniors in the Metropolitan Police Department every day, and this time it was finally my turn to be called seniors by a beautiful girl writer.

“What does Kitahara-senpai want to drink?”

Looking at the Kitahara Shun in front of him, Shiyu Kasumigaoka outlined a smile at the corner of his mouth and asked softly.

“Hmm… Have a cappuccino. ”

Kitahara glanced at the menu catalog placed next to the table and spoke.

He usually doesn’t like to drink coffee very much, so he simply ordered a cup at random.

“Then I’ll order another cup of black coffee.”

Shiyu Kasumigaoka looked at his already empty coffee cup and beckoned to the waiter not far away.

With her movements gently beckoning, Kitahara also happened to see the figure of the girl in front of him clearly.

Perfect body curves, I don’t know how many women envy; The light white dress she was wearing was also held up high and bulging, as if seductively attracting attention.

This kind of unconventional scale is simply not what a high school student should have.

Immediately afterwards, Kitahara shifted his gaze to his mobile phone.

After all, staring at a girl’s figure when you first meet, it is always a little annoying to return.

He didn’t want to be considered a pervert just after they met.

“I invited Kitahara-senpai this time, mainly to thank you for your help with my light novel.”

After ordering coffee, Kasumigaoka Shiyu took a deep breath and said solemnly.

“If it weren’t for my predecessors, my Love Metronome would have died by the time the second volume was published.”

“It’s just a small help.”

Kitahara shook his head and said.

For him, this matter is indeed trivial.

After all, he only promoted his work and did not put much effort into it.

Just knock a few more lines.

However, it is these extra lines that are simply lifesavers for Shiyu Kasumigaoka who has just debuted.

“And I have also seen your “Love Metronome”, the plot of love is very well written, and it is only a matter of time before it becomes famous.”

Kitahara leaned back on the soft sofa back and said with a smile.

“Thank you Kitahara-senpai for the compliment, but I still know-” Kasumigaoka Shiwa gently rubbed her legs under the table, and looked at him with red eyes and said, “If it weren’t for the help of seniors, I would have given up at that time. ”

“So, please accept my thanks.”

Looking at the serious girl in front of him, Kitahara nodded slightly hesitantly.

“That, your thanks… I accepted. ”

How do you feel that this senior sister is different from what he saw in his previous life?