"Hi, it's the youngest one." The driver bowed slightly and replied, "He was also the one who sent the other drunk people home after that."

"Oh? Didn't I ask you to send it?"

"No, although I offered to send them back one by one after sending the president back, Naoki Nagayama refused." The driver continued, "They called a taxi."

"Haha, I wish I could go back." Kadokawa Haruki took a sip of soup, suddenly thought of something, and asked again, "Did you help pay the nightclub bill?"

As a full-time driver, it is common for Kadokawa Haruki to help pay the bills when he is drunk, so he has such a special fund placed with him.

"President, no." The driver said, "The bill had already been paid when I received the president."

Kadokawa Haruki laughed when he heard this: "Omo, Naoki Nagayama."

Although the cost of going to a nightclub cannot be said to be that money is treated like dirt, the guests actually paid for the treat that was agreed upon, which gave Haruki Kadokawa a strange feeling.

It's like a normal friend helping to advance money. This feeling has rarely been felt since inheriting Kadokawa Bookstore. Anyway, he paid for it most of the time when I went out to play.

Kadokawa Haruki nodded and continued to drink the soup.

"Then please come back next time."

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When it was close to 12 o'clock, Nagayama Naoki heard the sound of the doorbell.

The doorbell of Yamazakuin is not used as frequently as the telephone bell, probably less than twice a month.

Naoki Nagayama stood up and opened the door. As expected, Akina Nakamori stood outside the door.

At this time, he was wearing a purple coarse-woven woolen jacket, a white shirt, light gray straight pants, and a pair of white shoes. He had long, fluffy hair like an extended version of the head of a saint, and his smiling face became smaller and smaller.

Exquisite, the whole person is youthful and beautiful,

"Naoki-san!"

Akina at the door was holding a shopping bag, which was bulging, but the two green onions popping out showed that it was probably full of food.

"Akina-chan, you're here, why did you buy so many things? Isn't it heavy? Give it to me quickly."

Seeing the heavy-looking shopping bag, Nagayama Naoki bent down and wanted to take it first. Unexpectedly, Xiao Mingcai quickly avoided it, then picked up the shopping bag with one hand and looked relaxed, and said with a smile

arrive:

"Haha, Naoki-san, no need, it's not heavy. You're so weak, so don't overwork yourself."

Nakamori Akina looked at the pale Naoki Nagayama and said, "He's very pale. It's the first time I've seen Naoki-san look like this."

"It's just a moment of weakness." Nagayama Naoki said harshly, "Come in quickly. Speaking of which, this is Akina-chan's first time to Yamazakura-in, right?"

"Hi, I remember Naoki-san lived in an apartment near Waseda last time." After Nakamori Akina walked in, she put down her shopping bag in the kitchen, and then looked around curiously.

This two-story small western-style building looks inconspicuous from the outside in light gray and is very low-key, but the interior decoration is low-key and implies luxury.

"Is the floor made of ebony?" Nakamori Akina saw the dark brown floor in the living room and liked it very much.

"Hi, I have a calmer feeling, so I chose this color."

Hearing someone, Yongtaro ran out and barked,

"Is this Yutaro?"

"Ah, Akina-san has never met Yutaro. He is a very delicate boy."

Naoki Nagayama grabbed the little guy and put him down, then scratched the little guy's belly. Akina also touched Taro's head, and then heard a squeaking sound.

Xiao Mingna's eyes suddenly lit up: "Kawaii!" Then she pinched Taro's face.

Eh? How come this situation is similar to Tsuruko?
Chapter completed!