Damn it's abominable!

Shimada Nobunaga was suddenly panicked when he looked at the densely packed combat units around him.

I originally thought that a sarcasm character could attract firepower, but who knew that this guy had gone to the bathroom before he could play a role.

Isn’t this going to let Mr. Nobunaga bear this firepower that mortals should not bear for him...

Shimada Nobunaga's annoyed hammer hand, and he had no choice but to shake the script gently, intending to take a closer look before the recording starts, so as to forget the strange atmosphere of the surrounding yin and yang.

Just wanted to concentrate...

Buzz —

Message prompt sound, and a poke.

Because he was in the lounge, he had already changed his phone into a vibration mode and refused to affect others.

Gently click on the small white frame on the lock screen.

A brand new private chat window pops up in the center of the screen.

The person who sent the message was the good friend who went out just now.

"Chenghara: Call me when the supervisor comes..."

Um?

Um!?

The sky is desolate and the wind and thunder are stirring.

Shimada Nobunaga frowned unconsciously when he saw the information. He suddenly felt something indescribable, and a few rays of wisdom flashed in his mind.

I took a closer look and thought to myself.

One glance at it for thousands of years, like the vast ocean turning into mulberry fields.

There are so many thoughts, but nothing is gained.

Instead, my bladder became a little anxious.

"Why--"

A long sigh.

Nobunaga felt that he also needed to go to the bathroom to solve his physiological needs, or go out to buy some drinks to relieve his nervous mood.

Otherwise, I would probably...

Wait, wait.

The handsome salt-type guy suddenly paused, his eyes widened, and some sparks burned in his mind, illuminating the fog.

Yes, right, that's it.

I realized it!

The man secretly looked at the book in the hand of the male protagonist who used various markers to make notes and folded bookmarks, and then looked down at his clean and brand new product as fresh as the new one that had just been printed and left the factory.

"Matsuda Jun also looks very hardworking." The man was reserved and forced to force out a sentence.

"It's okay, it's okay." My close friend said very politely.

"I want to trouble you today..."

"You don't want me to contact your seniors, do you?" Matsuda's sincere expression was solemn.

He was extremely curious about why this guy suddenly became so polite, but after thinking about it, he seemed that he could only think of this possibility.

"Don't worry, there is no need for this today..." Nobunaga waved his hand.

"What else is there?"

Shimada Nobunaga raised his eyebrows slightly, then walked gracefully to the edge of the door frame, and his tone became distant.

"I have to go to the bathroom, too... I hope you can wait until the recording is about to start line reminds me."

...

Men's toilet.

This is a place where my compatriots go every day.

Without installing a monitor, this is simply the only designated holy place in the office building, and it can be called the paradise that social livestock employees always dream of.

That is, the paid shit station in slander.

But the beautiful boy can't poop, at most it's just to remove the load on the fuel tank.

The flusher roared and tied the ropes on the pants well.

Qianhara slowly moved closer to the sink, poured cold water on his face full of tiredness, and then wiped his cheeks, nose and forehead with a wet tissue prepared in advance.

I was a little anxious when I came today.

The price in exchange for this is that there is still plenty of preparation time and rest time before work today.

"Oh, I thought you left us behind early in the morning and ran to the bathroom to hide from others, but ended up wearing a hairstyle in front of the mirror? It's so pretty..."

Former idol group leader Shimada Nobunaga gently hummed the title song of his group that had died suddenly. Seeing someone who was like the melancholy male protagonist in an art film, he couldn't help but speak sarcastic.

Although this guy seemed to have left another good brother in the encirclement...

Qianyuan waved his hand and yawned: "I have something to say, but I have no need to leave the court. I am tired today."

Nobunaga curled his lips and was very disdainful: "Everyone came to the Coal Mountain to hide from the King of Break, so there is no need to pretend like this..."

Immediately, the handsome salt-type guy also smiled brightly in front of the mirror in a narcissistic way, and turned his head to the other end.

The boy leaning against the sink had a soft eyelid and he fought with each other. The boy yawned again, and could only choose to force the face to slap the sleepy feeling with clear water, and his eyes became firmer again.

Then a few seconds later, his eyes dissipated again...

"It's strange, young people should be full of energy." Shimada Nobunaga, who was washing his hands, was puzzled, "Matsuda and I are both energetic and full of energy at your age."

"Even Yuma is full of energy. Why are you dozing off in advance before work even started in broad daylight?"

"How strange!"

This friend was talking a long pile of nonsense, and in the end he just wanted to summarize it into a sentence "It's so embarrassing" to take the opportunity to insult the exhausted Mr. Chihara.

"Haha, have you ever seen Tokyo at 6 am?"

Qianhara disagreed and sneered twice.

Not to mention that you have to prepare the cooking for others.

"By the way!"

"When will I get started working later?" Qianyuan asked in the corner of his eyes.

"According to my long-term experience of sitting in major studios, it should be after 9:30..." Nobunaga looked down at his phone, "Anyway, the staff will arrive at work at 9:00, so it will definitely take some time to clean up."

It was still a long time!

Qianhara looked at the reflection in the mirror and dipped her fingers in clear water and gently stroked her dry lips, "Then I'll go downstairs to buy a drink and take a walk around."

“It’s okay to go out for a walk…”

"There is no way, I can't stay in the lounge at all. You have just come out of the Vietnam battlefield where bullets are raining. I ask you, are you willing to go back?"

“…I really don’t want to.”

Nobunaga slowly shook his head, the kind of female laughing and joking, the men could only be depressed and anyone on the trembling set would feel embarrassed.

...

I took a leisurely walk outside, and finally took out a few oceans from Kaizi's wallet and stuffed them into the goblin merchant's stingy pocket.

Finally, I took advantage of the fact that no one else was paying attention to it and urged the little brother who seemed to be targeting his own machine to disarm quickly.

Push open the door, put on a cheerful and masculine business smile and nodded to the person inside.

"Hello everyone, I am Qianhara, I am very happy to work with you today." The man was so cold that he couldn't straighten his tongue, so he could only rumble and greet him.

"I actually drink soda while drinking the senior and say hello... Qianyuan Jun, you are still as careless as before."

Today I changed back to a standard social mature woman's outfit, and I couldn't help but smile in my tone.

"There is no way. Young people have to make trouble while they are in good health, otherwise they will not be able to play when they are old." The man has become accustomed to this senior's power suppression, so he took a sip of the drink.

"But the lesson of the lady in the morning is that she must pay attention next time." The man nodded and bowed, looking particularly humiliating and incompetent. At least Nobunaga had never seen him look like this any other time.

But the young man knew very well that his weakness was worth it. After all, it was really troublesome to get sick from the woman in front of him.

"Very hypocritical social politeness..."

Morning Saori shook her head helplessly.

"If you really want to think so, you should give up carbonated drinks now and become a 100% healthy vegetable juice consumer in Lipai!" said Saori Yama, "I doubt now that Chihara Jun is just planning to use this kind of rhetoric to pretend to be obedient and make the seniors who teach you feel good about it and take the opportunity to take the opportunity to guide you?"

“…”

"I'm scared and don't want to greet you anymore."

Old players who are skilled in playing galgames use his keen intuition to avoid the next dialogue options.

So the man turned his direction again.

"Oh, Sakura, are you here too?" Chihara tactically ignored the dialogue options thrown out by a senior senior with high authority and experienced seniority, waved to another corner with a bright smile on his face, and greeted him softly.

"...Well." The girl looked up at him, squeaked symbolically, and then buried her head again.

This scene looks like he is chatting with him, but he is overwhelmed by the melancholy and cold-hearted girl.

To be honest, it's embarrassing.

The boy could only withdraw his palm in disappointment and lowered his head to touch the book he brought today.

By the way, where did the little girl who was full of energy just now stopping her from letting Mr. Qianyuan go?
Chapter completed!