Tokyo host

Chapter 395 Do You Mind Multiple Girlfriends?
On the afternoon of the second day, Futaba Makoto came to the place where he met Sakurajima Mana as agreed.But to his surprise, the agreed place turned out to be an ordinary-looking fried chicken restaurant.

And this kind of shop is still in the alley of the street. If you don't look for it, it's not even easy to find a fried chicken shop here.

Pushing open the door, the quiet environment inside and the simple decorative lighting give people the illusion of a coffee shop.

Seeing that there was no figure of the boss behind the counter, Futaba Makoto glanced around, and finally focused on a booth not far away - a girl wearing a beret and a mask.

At this time, the eyes under the brim of the opponent's hat also looked over with a curious gaze, and this action allowed Futaba Cheng to confirm the identity of the opponent.

Sakurajima Mana.

Futaba Makoto walked over, and when she was about to sit on the seat opposite, Sakurajima Mana suddenly patted the seat next to her: "Sit here."

Sitting in the same row is usually only done by people with good relationships. Sakurajima Mana's sudden action made Futaba Makoto slightly surprised, but he didn't get entangled. Instead, he walked around the table and sat next to the girl.

"Uh-huh?"

Sakurajima Mana made an inexplicable sound, and then got a little closer to Futaba Makoto - at this time the skins of her arms were stuck together, and she could even clearly feel the other person's temperature.

But Futaba Makoto didn't react, but glanced at the other party with a strange look. At this time, Sakurajima Mana was wearing a mask and couldn't see the other party's expression clearly, but the other party's actions made Futaba Makoto There is a feeling that I have been molested.

this woman...

Are you greedy for my body?

Perhaps this can explain the reason why the agent actively invited himself to appear in the movie.

"I'm Makoto Futaba." Out of politeness, Makoto Futaba introduced himself first.

"Sakurajima Mana." The pair of eyes on the mask turned into crescent moons.

"About that movie..."

Before Futaba Makoto could finish speaking, Sakurajima Mana suddenly stretched out a finger and poked Futaba Makoto's lower abdomen.

Futaba Makoto froze for a moment, then moved his body subconsciously to the side: "You..."

"Ah, it looks like she has abs." Sakurajima Mana nodded, looking more like a judge at this time.

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

Slut? !
"Why is Futaba-kun looking at me like an idiot?" Mana Sakurajima asked curiously as if she noticed Makoto Futaba's eyes.

Makoto Futaba was speechless: "Is there any difference between your behavior and that of a slut?"

"Hmm~ Is there any? Could it be that you are often harassed by sluts?"

"It's not..."

Makoto Futaba shook his head, perhaps because there were more girls around him, but he had never met a slut.

For some reason, Yu You and Kojima Shoko suddenly appeared in Makoto Futaba's mind...

Thinking of this, Makoto Futaba revealed his beady eyes and began to think.

Well, those two shouldn't be considered idiots, right?

"To put it simply, I need a handsome boy with a good figure to play the leading role." Sakurajima Mana spread her hands and said, "I'm not a slut."

Futaba Makoto just glanced at her and didn't say anything.

Perhaps because she was very interested in Makoto Futaba, Sakurajima Mana looked very enthusiastic at this time, she folded her hands together: "Mr. Futaba, do you like fried chicken?"

"It's okay, but I can't say how much I like it." Makoto Futaba said.

But occasionally, he would also order a fried chicken, and then follow up with a bottle of soda, which should be considered the most relaxing time.

"Boss, this and this, and two slices of orange sparkling water, please." After Sakurajima Mana shouted behind a curtain, an old man wearing glasses came out with a box of fried rice in his hand. Chicken ingredients.

"Your boyfriend?" The boss replied lazily, then glanced at Futaba Cheng.

"Hee hee, how do you feel?" Sakurajima Mana did not deny it, but pointed to Futaba Makoto, "Handsome?"

"Handsome?"

The boss answered the question as if he didn't answer the question, and then started cooking fried chicken.

"Are you an acquaintance with the boss?" Futaba Cheng didn't take what the girl did just now to heart, and then asked.

"That's right, we met a long, long time ago, when the boss was still living in Tokyo." Sakurajima Mana said, "I'm called His Royal Highness the Demon Prince of Fried Chicken."

What kind of strange name is that...

"Futaba-kun, I'm curious about something." Just when the fried chicken was served, Sakurajima Mana took off her mask, showing her cute face, she asked while holding the fried chicken with chopsticks, "I heard you Is it a scumbag with a few boats on his feet?"

"puff."

Futaba Makoto was drinking sparkling water, and when he was asked this question suddenly, he almost spit out the sparkling water.

"Ahem." After coughing twice, he asked, "Could it be that Ms. Sakurajima is still interested in personal privacy?"

"No, do you think I'm cute?" Sakurajima Mana asked, not forgetting to point her cheek with her finger.

"Hmm." Makoto Futaba responded. A girl who can become a top-ranking idol will definitely not be inferior in terms of appearance, and of course there is more than just good looks-as a top-ranking idol in this country, she is only good-looking You can't stand out if you're beautiful, and it's not like some countries will be reported by various media because of a pair of innocent eyes, and finally a smoking illiterate with a bad private life will be promoted as a national idol.

Sakurajima Mana Akina's ability and quality are first-class. In addition to her cute appearance, she is also a top-level existence. As early as the second grade, she had the recommendation qualifications of many famous universities such as Waseda.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Futaba Makoto. Although he was a little puzzled as to why Sakurajima Mana was so interested in him, he also admitted her cuteness generously.

"Then do you mind having another girlfriend?" Sakurajima Mana suddenly asked with a smile.

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

Ok?
Makoto Futaba was stunned for a few seconds, as if he felt that he had heard something wrong, he couldn't help asking: "What did you say?"

"I'm asking, do you mind having more girlfriends like me?" Sakurajima Mana slowed down her speech and spit out this sentence more clearly.

But this generous appearance seems to be just asking questions such as will you eat with me later.

The air became quiet at this moment. After Futaba Cheng put away the surprise in his heart, his brain turned for a while, and then he realized what happened——

If you guessed right, it must be another prank show this time, similar to [National Wife Confesses to You], the purpose is to see your reaction.

And the owner of the fried chicken shop is probably also an actor, otherwise how would he know Sakurajima Mana.

Makoto Futaba glanced around, trying to find the camera. Although he didn't find anything similar, it was probably hidden.

Facing the girl who was waiting for his answer, Makoto Futaba pondered slightly.

In this case, how should I answer?

(End of this chapter)