Chapter 410, Homecoming

The woman with a relaxed smile walked up to Zhuo with a gentle smile, and observed him in circles with great interest.

Because she was tall, if he got close, the distance between their faces would be much closer than when they were looking at Zero, but Zhuo couldn't just push away the other person who was both his senior and a woman, so he could only hold back his steps and keep a stiff face.

When Zhuo froze due to her sudden approach, Miyamoto grabbed her neck and smiled brightly.

"I'm sorry, I scared you. I'm Miyamoto Shio, and this is Ohashi Lily. If you have any problems, you can come to us." (I was too lazy to think of names, and these two names suddenly popped up. By the way, the name Miyamoto Shio seems familiar. Has it appeared somewhere before? The only person I can think of is Nobi Nobita. His father can't be called Nobi Shio.)
"Don't call me 'this'; ah. Since you said you need to find someone when you are in trouble, Lily, I am in trouble now~ The person who is caught is very troubled~"

"Then you should say hello first, and then we can talk about other things."

Miyamoto Shinkansen blamed Ohashi, who looked dissatisfied, and then reluctantly let go of her clothes.

While adjusting the crooked collar of his shirt, Ohashi turned back to Zhuo with a amiable smile on his face.

"I'm sorry if I scared you. I'm Ohashi Lily, your senior. You can always come to me for help, junior."

"It's best not to rely on this guy. She's in a stage of being extremely hungry right now."

"Don't say such rude words, Zhixiong."

"How many times have you harassed men... How many times do you think you have caused trouble for customers?"

"I am reflecting on it! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"

"I know you didn't mean it, you were talking to me with all your heart, but you got into too much trouble, don't you understand?"

Miyamoto kept on persuading, his gentle tone, as if admonishing a child, was unquestionable. Although his tone was gentle, there was no smile in his eyes.

Ohashi, who seemed to have done a lot of wrong things, couldn't raise his head in front of Miyamoto and could only scream: "I know it--!"

Zhuo looked at the two people who were talking back and forth. Although they couldn't be called quarreling, the atmosphere was very similar. Just when he didn't know what to do, Miyamoto came to his senses and said quickly, "Sorry, I left you alone and started a quarrel." He scratched his cheek awkwardly.

"Anyway, we are colleagues starting today. Please give me your guidance."

"Okay, uh, it's Miyamoto and Ohashi, right? Sorry to introduce myself just now, my name is Utsunomiya Shuo."

"Yeah, Utsunomiya-chan. I get it."

"…This person likes to charge a lower price when calling others, so Utsunomiya should be considerate."

"Ah, you can call me whatever you want..."

Zhuo would not get angry over such a small matter, so he did not take it to heart. However, being called "little" at this age and appearance still gave him an lingering awkward feeling.

Miyamoto sighed as if he was very tired of the bridge, and turned to look at Yui who was watching quietly beside him.

"So, what do you want Utsunomiya to do today?"

……

After receiving guidance from his senior colleagues in the workplace, when Zhuo returned home, he could already see a missing moon directly above him. Zhuo took the elevator to his apartment and sighed deeply.

Although he had only worked for four hours, Zhuo felt exhausted. This was mainly because he was unfamiliar with the environment and work content. Although he did not make any serious mistakes, or should I say, he was not assigned any work that could lead to serious mistakes, it was still inevitable that he was a little nervous working in such an unfamiliar environment.

Thanks to the seniors who worked with me, they were all very nice. Although they had distinct personalities, they were all willing to treat the immature Zhuo kindly.

The atmosphere was calm and gentle, and Zhuo felt that it was a great workplace.

However, this does not change the fact that it is exhausting.

After walking out of the elevator, Zhuo prepared to walk out with heavier steps than usual, and then adjusted his posture in front of the door. Just then, he heard the sound of footsteps, which were obviously hurried. It was the sound of bare feet stepping on wooden boards. Then he saw someone running out of the door leading to the corridor outside.

Seeing her in a hurry, Zhuo, who was standing in the elevator and had not yet had time to step out, blinked frequently, not knowing what had happened. Ling was walking in the corridor outside without wearing shoes. After seeing him, the expression on her face gradually relaxed.

"Welcome back."

"I'm back. You didn't have to run out here without shoes. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long."

If I guessed correctly, she had probably been waiting for Zhuo to come home.

Although Zhuo did tell her the approximate time of return home, judging from the current results, it seems to be meaningless.

Since they started dating, no, to be more precise, since they met, Ling would stay in that room with Zhuo except for bathing and sleeping time, and he had become accustomed to the things in this house. If he suddenly became alone, he would naturally feel lonely.

"No. I have my own things to do while you're gone."

"Oh, I have my own things to do, so that means I'm not lonely?"

“…That’s another matter.”

Seeing Ling looking away and looking at the outside world downstairs in an awkward manner, Zhuo couldn't help but laugh, and Ling turned her head slightly to glance at him. Although her eyes showed dissatisfaction, there was also some willful meaning in them.

Seeing that she didn't pursue the matter and turned back, Zhuo didn't put away his smile. He just took off his shoes and walked into the house.

When he was about to go into the bathroom to wash his hands, he found that the light in the bathroom was on.

Zhuo turned around and looked at Ling, only to see her standing there as a matter of course, and his mood seemed to have improved again.

"Do you want to take a shower first, or eat first?"

Hearing this line, which with a slight change would sound like a newlywed wife welcoming her husband home, Zhuo almost couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, but he managed to hold it back.

Zero probably didn't realize that even if she had a straight face with no expression, it didn't affect her cuteness. Or maybe it was because she acted as if it was a matter of course that this was so cute.

If Zhuo said what was on the tip of his tongue, according to his straightforward train of thought, he would reply with some remarks that would keep him awake, so Zhuo endured it.

Zhuo's hesitation did not annoy Ling, but he quietly looked him up and down, and finally his eyes stayed on Zhuo's ordinary face for a long time - Zhuo also found that Ling liked to stare at his face, even though his appearance was not a mixed-race of handsome men and beautiful women, but even among ordinary people, he could be called ordinary. Zhuo was puzzled by this and could only attribute it to "beauty is in the eyes of lovers".

(End of this chapter)