Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 24 Beauty and surprise!

Izu Akimi is the front desk of a marketing company. Her daily job is to receive guests who come to visit the company, clean the general manager's office and arrange tea, answer inquiries, and receive daily emails.

Izu Akimi couldn't tell what type of things she would be responsible for specifically. Anyway, she would do whatever the superiors arranged for her to do. Sometimes she was very busy, and sometimes she was too idle. Anyway, there is no progress in this position. She is twenty this year. Five-year-old Izu Akiumi planned one thing... to meet a young and rich boss through this job, and then get acquainted with him and get married.

Therefore, for Izu Akimi, the first thing she does after clocking in to work every day is not to turn on the computer at the front desk to see how many emails need to be dealt with today, but to take out her makeup box, mirror and makeup brushes. Make up your own powder.

After lunch today, Izu Akimi, who was on her lunch break, had just finished applying makeup on herself. She was holding up a makeup mirror to admire her beauty, imagining that some discerning husband-in-law would fall in love with her in the future. When the company There was a knock on the front desk.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Um... hello, I... I'm the waiter at Jasmine Cafe. I have some coffee coupons. Can you put them here?"

Because she was busy admiring her own beauty, Izu Akimi didn't hear clearly. She selectively heard about the cafe, coupons, put it here... To be honest, Izu Akimi would encounter this kind of advertising every month. Several times, and the coupons they were selling were often flashy and not worth the trip, so she impatiently put down the makeup mirror in her hand.

"Please take your things... and put them here!" Izu Akimi's impatient tone changed 180 degrees after she raised her head to see what the person in front of her looked like. .

"My name is Izu Akimi, little brother, what's your name?"

"Ah... this..." Fujiwara Masato, who was wearing a black vest and had his single ponytail combed and tied by Asami Inoshita himself, dodges his eyes. At this time, he infinitely misses the skull mask in his system warehouse. Only after putting on the mask, he He is the real me, not the adolescent boy who feels a little embarrassed when looking at others.

After stammering for a while, Fujiwara Masato finally said nothing. He put a few cafe coupons in his hand on the table, turned around and trotted towards the office building elevator, leaving Izu Akimi alone. He waved to him from behind, but he didn't stop.

"Wow, a kawaii boy..." Izu Akimi held her face and watched Fujiwara Masato go away, her eyes flashing with appreciation and covetousness for beautiful things. When the latter disappeared in the elevator, she looked back sharply. Camera to the company behind you.

"The scene just now must have been filmed... There is an address on the coupon, let me take a look... Alas, isn't the location of this coffee shop fifty meters away to the left of the company's office building? Why don't I I know there’s a coffee shop opened there!”

Things like what happened just now are happening in different companies with Fujiwara Masato's visit.

After taking videos and photos this morning, there were still no customers at the Jasmine Cafe, so after lunch, while Asami Inoshita was busy using her computer to edit pictures, add subtitles and special effects to videos, Masato Fujiwara took advantage of this time to take pictures. Holding the coupon, he ran to a nearby office building.

Before taking the elevator upstairs, Fujiwara Masato specifically looked at the company display board on the first floor and found a group of customers who would be willing to go downstairs to drink coffee.

In Fujiwara Masato's personal opinion, first of all, the employees of the programming company were excluded from the list of coupons issued. Due to the nature of their work and personal factors, although they like drinking coffee, they are not very willing to walk a few more steps downstairs, so Ignore these customers for the time being and send them discount coupons. These people will only call to ask if coffee and sandwiches can be delivered.

Because there are many female employees in clothing companies, they have a strong petty bourgeois sentiment. This kind of customer group is absolutely not to be missed, and you must give more discount coupons.

After a little selection and determining which floor he needed to stop to hand out coupons and which floor he didn't need to open the door, Fujiwara Masato began the somewhat difficult action of handing out "leaflets". Only after the action did he realize that he The problem.

The act of handing out coupons is really difficult for Fujiwara Masato. It is better when he meets women. At most, he will be a little shy because of his body reaction. He can suppress the discomfort from his heart and stutter to them. Introduce the menu and environment of Jasmine Cafe, and invite them to sit down for a while during lunch break and drink a cup of coffee to relax their nerves.

For the sake of Fujiwara Masato's "incomparably righteous" face, women will not care about his rudeness, but will think that it is the unique reserve of a beautiful boy.

Once he meets a man, especially a man in a professional suit who is over thirty years old, Fujiwara Masato will be particularly disgusted and disgusted. It is not that they can practice bronze, but because there are so many etiquettes between Japanese people. .

Especially since Fujiwara Masato is a salesman. When he talks to the former, he has to put his hands on his thighs to say a word, then bow and bend down and nod several times. He uses many and particular honorifics, but the number of bows is slightly insufficient. , if the honorifics are not in place, the other party will get angry and scold Fujiwara Masato with curses and spitting stars that can fly into the latter's face.

This situation is really troublesome and disgusting, and Fujiwara Masato, who still maintains a Chinese mentality, really can't stand it, so after the coupon-issuing action, he especially doesn't like to deal with Japanese men. Talking to women is okay, although His body's instinctive shyness reaction made him uncomfortable, but he didn't need to turn into a bowing and nodding machine. He just had to smile and then bend down a little to show his appreciation.

After Fujiwara Masato spent an hour and a half visiting three office and business buildings within two streets around the coffee shop, he determined one thing... As a Japanese, he Sick, and very sick.

Riding on a horse, why?
  Fujiwara Masato was puzzled, so he could only take out his newly bought notebook and write down something in it, reminding himself that when he had time and money, he should remember to find a psychiatrist.

The act of issuing discount coupons is valid. No, when Fujiwara Masato returned to the Jasmine Cafe, even though it was already around 2:30 in the afternoon and it was working time, there were more than a dozen people wearing various clothes in the cafe. Women in professional uniforms were waiting at their seats.

As a barista, Asami Inoshita was busy behind the bar, making coffee. When she saw Masato Fujiwara coming back, she breathed a visible sigh of relief.

"Come and deliver these three hot lattes to seat three."

"Understood." Fujiwara Masato walked over quickly after hearing this, picked up the tray with the coffee cup, and then walked to seat three with a trained and unhurried pace.

There were three elegant young women in seat 3 sitting in women's suits. When Fujiwara Masato walked over, they smiled politely at him, and the three people's smiles were easily broken up. Fujiwara Masato didn't know where the tension came from.

"Thank you, three ladies, this is your coffee." Fujiwara Masato said, reaching out and placing the coffee cups in front of the customers one by one.

When placing the cup, he also deliberately made the cup ear of the coffee cup face to the left of the customer so that the customer could hold the cup ear while adding sugar and milk. The small saucer containing soup and milk was placed in the center of the table for the convenience of three people. .

After doing all this, Fujiwara Masato naturally hugged the tray, bent slightly and lowered his head to ask the three people.

"Do you need anything else?"

"Give me your sweet smile!" A fashionable and mature-looking woman said to Masato Fujiwara.

In an instant, Fujiwara Masato's professional smile changed shape, and his cheeks and ears suddenly became hot and red. He did not continue to wait, turned around and walked quickly holding the tray, and quickly left the scene, behind Fujiwara Masato A burst of cheerful laughter soon sounded.

"He's so shy..." "Kawaii!"

"Brother, don't leave, we want some dessert."

There was no other way. The customer needed it, so Fujiwara Masato could only return with the menu, endure the inner discomfort, and accept the verbal teasing from the three women again.

After finally satisfying the three female customers, Fujiwara Masato took the tray and walked back to the bar. Before he could sit down and rest for a while, someone rang the service bell to summon the waiter.

"Ding...ding..."

Fujiwara Masato could only quickly take the menu and walk to the first table on the right where the voice came from. When he approached, he was a little desperate and found that the person calling him was still a female customer, and there were still five of them sitting together, whispering and poking their heads. The woman in the workplace who was sizing him up was the legendary white-bone spirit.

Ah, it’s over…

Fortunately, this time period was still close to closing time in the afternoon. After Fujiwara Masato spent more than two extremely difficult hours, the dozen female customers who came to the cafe to drink coffee during work still finished their coffee. Reluctantly, I turned around and left the cafe.

"Thank you for your hard work, Masato-kun." Inoshita Asami comforted Fujiwara Masato. She also saw the behavior of more than a dozen professional women towards the latter. Although she was a little unhappy, she also knew that her cafe needed Things have turned around.

I just sent out a coupon, but before the pictures and videos taken this morning had time to be uploaded to the Internet, more than a dozen customers came to the door. This was all due to Masato Fujiwara's personal reasons.

The dozen female customers just now spent an average of 4,000 yen per person. In addition to coffee, they also ordered food such as chocolate desserts and tiramisu cakes, just to make Fujiwara Masato visit more. This time, I gave them a professional smile.

After a few more trips, these female customers will ask if they can take some photos of Fujiwara Masato and if they can add his mobile phone and email address... And in response to such requests, Fujiwara Masato smiles shyly. After that, he turned around and ran away.

Really, I can’t run away. These are a group of female goblins who eat people but don’t spit out bones. How dare Masato Fujiwara give out his email address? As for taking pictures, forget it. He’s still not used to it. The act of strangers taking photos.

Masato Fujiwara had heard before that women were more proactive towards handsome guys than he imagined. After he became a handsome man, Masato Fujiwara really knew that this situation was true. When facing handsome guys , even working women who look mature and knowledgeable can be so... uncomfortable.

Damn it, how happy I would be if I didn't have this disease!
  Fujiwara Masato managed to smile at Inoshita Asami. He sat on the seat in front of the bar and wiped the sweat on his forehead and neck with a tissue. Inoshita Asami timely brought a glass of soda water with ice cubes to the former.

"Replenish your fluids."

"Thank you." Masato Fujiwara was not polite. He raised his head and drank the soda water. The action was a little rough, but it made Asami Inoshita's eyes widen.

Wow, Masato-kun looks so good now.

Thinking of this, Asami Inoshita couldn't help it. She subconsciously looked around the cafe, and then looked at the clock on the wall. It was around five o'clock in the afternoon, and the cafe was closing. There should be no customers at this time. .

"Masato-kun, come in." Asami Inoshita waved to Masato Fujiwara at the bar. After drinking the soda, the latter thought he had work, so he put down his glass, opened the shutter door and walked in.

"Come on, stand here." Asami Inoshita grabbed Fujiwara Masato's hand and asked him to stand in the barista's position, then facing the coffee door, while she turned her back to the bar under the latter's unclear gaze. , stood in front of Fujiwara Masato, and then slowly squatted down.

"Boss, what are you..."

"Don't move. I'll give you a kick. You're tired after running all day today."

Mouth-ten... Mouth-ten... Mouth-ten... Mouth-ten... Mouth-ten... Mouth-ten... Mouth-ten... Mouth-ten... Mouth-ten... Mouth-ten... Mouth - ten... Mouth - ten... Mouth - ten... Mouth - ten... Mouth - ten... Mouth - ten...

"Ahhh... Ichiku!"

The final outcome was that both of them went to the employee lounge, Asami Inoshita went to rinse her mouth, and Masato Fujiwara went to take a shower and change clothes.

By the time the two left the lounge, it was closing time for the cafe and it was time to pack up and get off work. Although two working women came during this period and said they wanted to come for coffee. Considering how busy and tired Fujiwara Masato was today, Asami Inoshita explained the situation to the customers and declined them politely, so that Masato Fujiwara would not have to work overtime.

Asami Inoshita drove Fujiwara Masato home in her Toyota SUV as usual. Seeing the latter's back disappearing up the stairs, she reluctantly took a few more glances before preparing to release the handbrake and drive home.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk..." Unexpectedly, someone knocked on the window of the Toyota car. Asami Inoshita looked back and found that the person who knocked on the window was her father, Naoto Iwaji.

Asami Inoshita quickly opened the car door and got out of the car.

"Father, why are you here?" When she said this, Asami Inoshita still felt a little guilty, because she thought about what happened in the past three days. A married woman like herself attacked the son of her father's friend. , it’s really hard to talk about.

"How about it, Asami, Masato-kun is great, right?" Mr. Naoto, who was standing by the car, looked at the second floor of Fujiwara's house with some emotion in his tone, but he didn't notice the slight embarrassment and flushing on his daughter's face.

"Yes, Masato-kun is very good. My coffee shop has opened these days. He has helped me a lot in life and work."

"Yes, Asami, I have an idea. Do you think such an outstanding young man can be worthy of Keiko Inoshita, who is studying at Tokyo Women's University?"

"Ah, introduce Masato-kun to my eldest daughter?" Asami Inoshita was shocked. Her tone suddenly increased, her eyes and mouth widened regardless of her dignity and elegance, looking as if she was so shocked that she couldn't control her expression. .

"Father, what on earth are you talking about!"

(End of this chapter)