After getting married, a popular seiyuu suddenly moved to my house

Chapter 8 8. Thinking about the title makes my head hurt.

noon.

"Mogami-san, let's go eat together."

A young man wearing glasses walked up to Kazuto Mogami's desk and invited him to lunch.

His name is Kyouya Kitagawa, and he is responsible for the production of the game. His main job content is to control the progress of the game production and connect with the personnel in various positions.

Kyoya Kitagawa is about the same age as Mogami Kazuto, joined the company a year later than Mogami Kazuto, and is the company's junior.

"Sorry, I won't be able to do it today, I have a bento."

"Hey...Mogami-san brings bento to the company, it's rare."

He was right, this was the first time that Mogami Kazuto had prepared a bento for him since he married Mogami Saori.

Previously, Kazuto Mogami used to go to the company restaurant with his company colleagues, or Yoshinoya near the company to solve the meal problem.

Because of this, there have been inexplicable rumors about Kazuto Mogami's relationship with his new wife in the company.

"Ah! Could it be the beloved wife's bento?!"

"You know so much."

If the bento prepared by his wife can be called a beloved wife bento, then Mogami Kazuto really has nothing to refute.

"It's so good... Beloved Wife Bento, I want to try it too.

When I went out in the morning, my wife tied my tie gently and carefully, then handed the bento box to my hand, waved to me and said "be careful on the road". " Kitagawa Gong also looked forward to it.

Have you installed surveillance cameras in my house?
"Is it okay to let your girlfriend do it?" Mogami Kazuto tried to suggest.

"Mogami-san, are you mocking me?" Kitagawa Kyouya asked with a wry smile.

"why?"

"I just broke up with my girlfriend last week."

Ah this...

Mogami Kazuto didn't know what to say, so he stood up and patted Kyoya Kitagawa on the shoulder:

"Moving sale~" (don't care)
"Or I can give you a bite."

"Eh? How about that!
I'll just go to Yoshinoya, and Mogami-san can enjoy my wife's bento. "

After Kyouya Kitagawa left, Kazuto Mogami picked up his bento box and prepared to find a place to have lunch.

After walking around, Kazuto Mogami went to the public tea room in the department office area.

At this time, the tea room was empty, and Mogami Kazuto found a corner to sit down, and opened the bento that Mogami Saori had prepared for him.

"Wife's Bento?...I always feel a little weird."

The bento is divided into upper and lower layers, one layer of dishes, fried meatballs, thick egg yaki, octopus sausage, boiled broccoli.The other layer is rice topped with nori sheets.

In addition, there is a thermos cup, unscrew the lid, and the rich aroma is oncoming.

With rice, vegetables and soup, it can be said to be quite rich.

Taking out the chopsticks, Mogami Kazuto was just about to pick up a fried meatball and put it into his mouth when he suddenly thought of something. After being stunned for a while, even he himself didn't understand the reason, put his hands together, and read softly:
"I'm gonna start now."

The fried meatballs have a slight residual warmth, although they are not as crispy as when they were just out of the pan, but they have a special taste. After biting, the gravy that bursts out on the tip of the tongue churns back and forth in the mouth, which is extremely delicious.

Kazuto Mogami began to fall in love with this taste.

He never thought of himself as a glutton, but Mogami Saori's cooking always made him throb inexplicably.

Perhaps, this is the imprint left by the original owner on this body, or maybe it is.

This imprint always reminds Kazuto Mogami.

"You are just a predator. 』

……

"That... may I sit here?"

A sweet young female voice came from beside him, Mogami Kazuto looked up, and met the woman's questioning gaze.

"Ah! You are in the morning..."

Perhaps it was because Mogami Kazuto had kept his head down while eating, so she only noticed Mogami Kazuto's appearance at this time.

"Good afternoon, Miss Hanasaka."

"Eh? My name, you remember it."

"Shouldn't this be basic etiquette?" Kazuto Mogami tilted his head.

He has tried his best to get used to the island country's cumbersome etiquette and hard-to-remember names.

If it were in China, all he had to do was call "Old Girl" in such a private situation, which was really troublesome. He really liked being Chinese.

"Well... yes, yes, good afternoon, Senior." She looked a little cautious.

"Sit down."

There was only one square table in the tea room, so Mao Hanasaka came to talk to him, but she didn't expect that sitting here would be the Kazuto Mogami she met in the elevator in the morning.

Hanasaka Mao gently pulled the chair away, and sat down opposite Mogami Kazuto with his hands lightly draping the short professional skirt that covered the hips.

She raised her eyes carefully to look at Kazuto Mogami, with crisp black hair, a meticulous dark suit, and her eating posture was like an elegant nobleman in a TV series.

Is this the elite white-collar workers in the metropolis?

Hanasaka Mao, who just came to Tokyo not long ago, was thinking quietly in her heart.

Kazuto Mogami looked calm on the surface, but in fact he already felt Mao Hanasaka's gaze, only pretending to be deep.

He is consciously imitating the behavior of the former "Mogami Kazuto" in order not to cause trouble for himself, even if it makes him feel awkward.

In the past month, he has experienced too many similar gazes. It cannot be said that women are superficial animals who look at their faces. After all, reporting to Johnny's with this face may soon become popular all over the country, and they cannot be blamed.

In fact, in the memory of the original owner, there are countless cases where Mogami Kazuto was invited by scouts to join the firm when he was a student.

Hanasaka Mao's lunch is red bean bread and milk bought at a convenience store.

Even so, she said "I'm starting" seriously before tearing open the package of red bean bread.

Kazuto Mogami only thought that the islanders would shout that even when eating bread, and this was the first time he had seen it.

Hanasaka Mao seemed to have sensed Mogami Kazuto's gaze, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"I just came to Tokyo, and there is no cooking equipment where I live."

"That's it."

Mogami Kazuto didn't care about such information.

"Senior Mogami's bento is very rich, and the presentation is also very beautiful. Did you prepare these by yourself?"

Hanasaka Mao praised that girls are always attracted by their appearance, even if it is a bento.

Mogami Kazuto gave her a strange look: "My family made it."

"Ah! Sorry, I didn't mean to inquire."

She waved her hands in panic, a little at a loss.

Kazuto Mogami shook his head, not intending to delve into this topic.

"Are you still used to work?"

"It's...well."

"Why didn't you go to dinner with the colleagues in the group?"

"My employee meal card has not been completed yet, and I bought bread for lunch in the morning." Hanasaka Mao showed a shy smile, she seemed not good at dealing with people.

Kazuto Mogami gave her a surprised look: "Didn't the seniors in the group invite you to have dinner together?"

"A senior spoke to me, but I was too embarrassed, so I came here."

Mogami Kazuto showed a dazed expression.

It must be because there are other colleagues in the office area, and she is embarrassed to eat in the office area, so she found the pantry and came in because she saw someone eating bento here.

"Is this your first job?"

The behavior displayed by Mao Hanasaka is really not like a social person, with the childishness of a student still in his body.

"Yes... yes, after graduating from university, I stayed in my hometown for a while, and after discussing with my family, I finally agreed to let me work in Tokyo."

"one person?"

"Well, because I don't know any relatives here in Tokyo, so I live alone."

"Great."

"Huh? No, there is no such thing!"

This is not a polite remark, for Kazuto Mogami who lived at his mother's house until he was 28 in his previous life.

Mao Hanasaka, who left his hometown after graduating from university and came to a bustling metropolis with no relatives, began to live alone. He really felt very powerful.

Mogami Kazuto stopped talking, and silently took a sip of the soup in the thermos. Twenty or ten minutes had passed since the one-hour lunch break.

Hanasaka Mao peeked at the handsome senior in the workplace in front of him, with pink lips slightly parted, he bit off the red bean bread in his hand.

Today's bread seems to be sweeter than usual.

She doesn't hate it.

　It's so amazing, it turned out to be an electronic contract, and I don't even need to print it. I seem to be a bit of a country bumpkin, hahaha.

　　Celebrate the signing and send a chapter to save the manuscript.

　　I hope everyone will give me favorites and recommend monthly tickets for rewards!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)