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I immediately messaged back.
[Where are you right now !?]
Touko san is not the type of person who usually messages me that much.
If something happens, she always calls, so she is probably in a situation where she can’t speak up. It can’t be a prank.
Then, I receive a reply right after I contact her.
No text, but location information was sent.
I left Mei’s house and hurried to the location.
Fortunately, I was able to pick up a cab just around the corner. Traffic was not too bad. It took less than ten minutes to arrive.
“……Touko san.”
Through the window of the coffee shop, I could see the figure of Touko san.
A woman with brown curly hair tied up and hanging down from her left shoulder.
Her pale, lustrous skin and ample bosom. Her narrow, slanted eyes, directed at the book in her hand, gave the impression of a slightly tight personality.
However, when she noticed my presence and waved her hand at me, that impression disappeared and changed to a bewitching look.
Her thick, pouty lips and the mole on the lower left side of her lips. I’m sure I’m not the only man who gets a thrill out of seeing a woman with a mature smile.
I don’t wave back and head downstairs.
“Touko san…….”
“I’m glad you came.”
It must be some kind of novel.
I closed the book in my hand, put it on the table, and handed her the menu list.
“Here, the menu list.”
“Menu list……what about the message—-”
Touko san’s atmosphere and the situation at the scene is normal. I stopped my words, wondering if I had been lied to.
She held up her index finger in front of her mouth.
“I recommend everything on the menu here. Manager san?”
She said with emphasis.
It was the first time I had ever been called by my job title, since I was usually called Ken.
There must be a reason.
Well, let’s take a look at the menu list anyway.
“Heh, it looks delicious.”
“Yes, it does. I recommend you take out. You have work now, don’t you?”
She says this while operating her phone.
As I was wondering whether or not to say what I was wondering, my phone beeped.
[A group of men in the seat right behind me have been following me the whole time.]
It was a message from Touko san.
I don’t change my expression and look for a moment in the direction of the person who said that.
There were three of them.
Their ages varied from early 20s to early 40s.
One of them is a businessman in a suit, as you would find anywhere, but the other two look, for lack of a better word, filthy.
They have properly grown beards and bedraggled hair. They are dressed in sweatshirts and sandals as if they had come out in a hurry.
I asked Touko san, [Are they stalkers?] She immediately replied, [Probably.]
I see.
So she wants me to come to this store so that if they do something to her, she can immediately ask for help from the staff or other customers?
And the reason she suggested take-out is because she wants to get out of here right away.
“Well, I have to go back to work right now, so I’ll have a take-out. …..What about you?”
I’m sure the reason she called me manager is because she wants them to think I’m a business associate.
I’m still not sure what the circumstances are, but I didn’t know if I could call her by her real name, Kaga Touko, and I asked her what she would do.
“Maybe I’ll get one for dinner too.”
Apparently, Touko san understood what I was thinking.
I called the waitress, placed our order and paid the bill at the same time.
We then had a casual conversation until the goods arrived and called a cab to the front of the store.
“Thank you for waiting.”
The cab arrives at the storefront at the same time as the waitress delivers the goods.
“Well, shall we move?”
“Yeah, sure.”
We rushed out of the store.
As expected, the three of them started to get ready to leave the restaurant.
I guess they’re planning to chase after us after a little while, and even if we stand up, it doesn’t seem like they’re going to go out with us.
But when they saw us getting into a cab right after we left the restaurant, they started to panic.
“Fufu, what an interesting sight.”
As we get into the cab, Touko san starts laughing happily at the sight of their haste.
“I think we can disperse them now for the time being, but is it okay for us to go to your home?”
“Erm, I don’t think I can go home…..”
“Oh, wait, you don’t think they know where you live?”
When I asked in a hurry, Touko san nodded with a smile on her face.
“What should I do? What if I go home and those three people attack me…”
“……”
“Where should we stay tonight? I’m worried and won’t be able to sleep if you’re alone, and I don’t know where we’re going to sleep…in the wild?”
“Why would you do that !?”
Camping out in the wild isn’t an option.
Hotels, hotels, hotels, etc.
“I think a hotel is the only option… But being alone is scary, isn’t it?”
Touko san looked up at me and held my hand.
The cab driver said to me through the room mirror, [You’re a man, aren’t you? Then man up.]
I sighed heavily and told the driver my destination.
♦
“There’s nothing at Ken kun’s house.”
My house is probably better than taking her to a hotel. No, really, it’s on a better level.
And as soon as she entered the house, Touko san looked at my bleak room with an excited expression like a child’s.
“Anyway, we’re here, but it’s small, so I recommend a hotel.”
“Eh, a love hotel? If Ken says it’s better there, I’m fine with that too.”
“No, it’s not a love hotel ! …In fact, I’m not going there.”
“Hmph.”
Touko san stares at me and approaches me.
“If I choose to go to a love hotel, I’m sure Ken kun will come with me.”
“W-why…..?”
“Ken kun is kind. I don’t think you’ll leave me alone. And you’re interested, right? What are you gonna do after entering the love hotel?”
Her body is closely pressed against me, and my gaze is stolen.
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