You have to ring the doorbell before entering the house. This experience is new to Shinichi Iwahashi - at least it is the first time since he came to Tokyo.

It is also because of the first time that I have been busy during the day and have long forgotten about this matter.

At this moment, he felt a little sad when he remembered that there was someone waiting for him to come back, and in order not to keep him outside the door, he probably wouldn't dare to wait at home all night.

The emotional driver sent him downstairs. After Iijima Mitoto was sent to participate in the production team of BOLAN, Shinichi Iwahashi continued to work as a driver as a part-time driver, but asked her to take turns with another young man named Shimae.

He pressed the bell of the intercom, and Akina Nakamori was cautious. He was really like a child who stayed at home to watch the house. After talking to him the code, he then let him go.

Going upstairs and knocking on the door.

The door opened from inside, Shinichi Iwahashi stepped in and saw Akina Nakamori greet him in the entrance hall, "You are back~"

Hearing this sentence, Shinichi Iwahashi couldn't help laughing.

When I went to her house, Akina Nakamori would wait to greet him at the door. But when she opened the door, a girlfriend stood there waiting, appeared at her home, and she felt a wonderful feeling that she was separated from her daily life.

With such a smile, she was unhappy when she stood there and looked at him with her eyes, "What's so funny?"

"Nothing." Shinichi Iwahashi shook his head quickly.

Akina Nakamori's unhappiness came and went quickly. She said that she would turn the article and reached out to him. Shinichi Iwahashi reacted for a moment before handing her the bag in her hand and watching her put it down.

I wanted to laugh at her for being decent, but I was worried about offending her again, so I held back.

He changed his shoes and stood in the entrance. As soon as the distance was closer, Akina Nakamori subconsciously sniffed.

After drinking all night, Shinichi Iwahashi was not drunk, but he was also a little dizzy with alcohol. The smell of a nightclub was mixed with the smell of a nightclub.

Akina Nakamori stared at his confused eyes for a long time, but didn't say anything.

"What's wrong?" asked Shinichi Iwahashi.

She came to her senses and shook her head gently, "Nothing..."

Shinichi Iwahashi said "Oh", took off his suit jacket, pulled off his tie, and said to her: "I'll go and put the bath water first."

"I don't know when you will be back, so I'm not prepared," she said.

"I'll do the same for myself..." Shinichi Iwahashi said, and finally couldn't help laughing at her again, "No need to be so thoughtful, like a wife."

Akina Nakamori was told about the central matter by him and took a step back, "Then you can do it yourself."

She walked through the corridor first and entered the living room. She saw that the ZARD album she just wrote was still open. She walked over, put it together and opened it again, looking at the handwriting she left on it.

Tonight, Akina Nakamori met Shinichi Iwahashi who had been home from work for the first time.

Dreaming of being a housewife, sending her husband out every day and waiting for him to come back in the evening, Akina Nakamori had a longing for such a life. However, she really experienced the life of waiting at home and welcoming her boyfriend home from work, and she felt that imagination and reality seemed different.

It is also hard to say that the life of a housewife is different from that of an imagination. It is because I saw Shinichi Iwahashi for the first time, and I felt the confusion at this moment.

However, for the boyfriend who has been working hard, he cannot let him listen to his troubles just after entering the door.

Akina Nakamori closed the paper that she wrote her thoughts and went to prepare tea for Shinichi Iwahashi.

"Would Shen Yijun be hungry or not? Do you want to eat something more?"

After Iwahashi Shinichi came out after taking a shower, Akina Nakamori sat in the restaurant, with her elbows on her cheeks and asked him.

"Forget it." He stood there, staring at her face.

Akina Nakamori blinked, "Watch me what I do?"

She felt that her face looked very lonely. She looked like a child who was looking forward to bringing the cake when the adults came home, but he was empty-handed and disappointed with this.

Shinichi Iwahashi thought to himself, but he didn't say anything, just waved to her, "Come here."

"What?" She looked confused.

"Come here." Shinichi Iwahashi urged her.

Akina Nakamori said "Oh" and got up and walked over. As soon as she arrived in front of him, she was gently held in her arms. She touched her head and kissed her again.

"It's like treating a child." She muttered, and her arms wrapped around him first. The two of them were stuck for a while. Akina Nakamori was in a high mood. She raised her face and looked at him, saying without a head or end, "Shenyijun, please praise me."

"Praise you?"

Shinichi Iwahashi thought about it and guessed what it was, "Thank you for your hard work in the room."

Akina Nakamori smiled and became even happier.

Seeing her childish look, it has nothing to do with "New Year's Day". Shinichi Iwahashi deliberately teased her, "Also, look at her home well, and don't open the door for anyone casually, so it's hard."

"Yeah, I'll accept this sentence together." She smiled.

Suddenly I remembered something and said to him, "I called in the afternoon..."

Akina Nakamori described the content of the phone call - but omitted the paragraph "Mrs. Iwahashi".

Shinichi Iwahashi was very careful and guessed it almost the same as soon as he guessed it, but she didn't say it, and he didn't mention it either.

"Anyway, it's such a strange person." Akina Nakamori told him how he felt, "It sounded polite, but he didn't tell his own house when he called, and he didn't say anything when he hung up the phone."

"Well." Shinichi Iwahashi listened, thinking.

"Did Shen Yijun think of who it is?"

Shinichi Iwahashi heard this description and a suspicion came out of his mind, but he didn't mention anything and denied it: "I don't know." He paused, "Anyway, if it was an important thing, he would contact me again in the future."

"Yes." Akina Nakamori nodded, "However, it feels so strange."

"Um?"

"I know the phone number at Shin Yijun's home. Is it someone who is very familiar with Shin Yijun?" Detective Nakamori showed his reasoning, "If you have an acquaintance and have something to look for you on Monday, you should be paging."

"It makes sense." Shinichi Iwahashi nodded in cooperation with her reasoning.

This look of overly supportiveness fell into Akina Nakamori's eyes and felt that he was laughing at her. She was the one who was right to take action when she was disagreeing. This time, she was no exception. She gently tapped his arm, "What a exaggeration!"

Shinichi Iwahashi laughed. However, he was still thinking of such a strange phone call.

If you choose to call on Monday afternoon, there is a very obvious meaning of not wanting to be picked up. The person who calls does not want to be picked up... If that is the case, it will be too time for Akina Nakamori to answer the phone call.

Thinking of this, he relaxed his heart and said sincerely: "Thanks to Akira Sang."

"Thanks to me?" Akina Nakamori was confused.
Chapter completed!