"Editor Yoshizawa, you misunderstood at that time. Actually, I was just …"
Seiji explained how he had misspoken during their first meeting.
Saki blushed when she heard that.
"I see … I misunderstood. I'm sorry." She averted her gaze.
"No, it's because I said something wrong. Editor Yoshizawa doesn't need to apologize."
"… For you to say something like that, it means that you're actually interested in Mayuzumi, right?" Saki suddenly said.
"Uh, this …"
"Dai is a beauty. She has a beautiful face and a good figure. As long as she dresses up well, she will be a very beautiful woman."
"He's kind and gentle, and he earns a lot of money as a popular mangaka. Even if he doesn't go to work, it won't be a problem."
"Her hobbies are similar to yours. You two actually get along very well. You can also take good care of her."
"From all aspects, the two of you are very suitable … Don't you have any thoughts in that direction?"
It felt like a matchmaking session.
Some of Seiji's memories from his previous life came back to him, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Editor Yoshizawa, I understand everything you're saying. If you're asking me if I like Sensei or not, of course I like him."
"However, it's not to that extent yet … Although I can't say that we just met, we're not very familiar with each other."
"Now, I only treat Teacher as Teacher … Hmm, let's put it this way."
Seiji looked at Saki's face.
"I like you too, Editor Yoshizawa."
Saki: "!?"
"The words you used on my teacher, you can actually use them on yourself … You are a novel editor, and I am a novel writer. We are actually quite suitable."
"I respect you, just like how I respect my teacher. I also have a good impression of you, but it's not to the extent of thinking deeper. After all, we haven't interacted that deeply."
"Editor Yoshizawa, you as well, right? You probably don't hate me and have good intentions towards me, but you've never thought in that direction, right? That's how I feel about you and Teacher. "
That's right, it should be explained this way.
In that case, Editor Yoshizawa should be able to understand. Seiji thought.
Saki was rendered speechless.
The female editor was blushing.
Suddenly being told that she liked it, her brain stopped working.
After that, she could only understand the gist of what the other party had said. But … she seemed to understand what he meant.
By the time she regained her senses, Mayuzumi and Mai had already guessed the riddle and were walking over after receiving her stamp.
"Let's go." Seiji welcomed them.
"Hmm …" Saki followed behind him with a faint blush on her face.
Mayuzumi and Mai drank the drinks that Seiji gave them as they chatted. They didn't notice the female editor's strange behavior.
…
It was lunchtime.
The group entered a ramen shop.
Seiji speedily finished the noodles he had ordered, said goodbye to the three ladies, and then hurried off to another confession.
He had temporarily left like this several times before, and the three women were used to it.
"Harano-kun is so popular," Mayuzumi sighed.
"Yep, that's understandable. After all, he's quite handsome and has a good personality … but how should I say it? I feel like there's a rather subtle problem with him," Mai said with a complex expression.
"A subtle problem?"
"Sometimes, he'll do … indescribable things to girls, and he doesn't realize it himself."
"Oh …" After hearing Mai's hint, Mayuzumi recalled what happened to her yesterday and couldn't help but blush.
"I can understand … indeed, Harano-kun is …" Seiji sighed.
The two of them silently came to a mutual understanding.
Only Saki didn't understand.
"'Indescribable things' … what do you mean?" The female editor asked.
The manga author and the maid looked at her.
"I don't think Saki has experienced it before."
"Yoshizawa-san seems to have excellent resistance, so there's no need to worry about it."
Mayuzumi and Mai both smiled.
They had no idea that something that they thought would never happen or never happen had actually happened not long ago …
"Achoo!" Seiji sneezed.
Fortunately, he had already dealt with the confession. Otherwise, it would have been far too rude of him to do something like this while being confessed to.
After dealing with so many confessions, he felt like he was getting used to this sort of thing … this was something he would never have imagined in the past.
Although it wasn't a good way to think about it, after Genji Asamiya, all the other girls who confessed didn't have the same aura as the "princess." In fact, none of them had even reached half of her standard.
Seiji's heart didn't waver in the slightest as he faced them. Of course, he thanked them for their intentions and politely refused them all, feeling like he hadn't been rude at all.
Only with this comparison did he realize that Genji Asamiya was truly a special girl.
He then recalled the scene of her putting on his glasses this morning … his heart trembled slightly.
'I shouldn't think too much about it. I should hurry back to Sensei and the others.'
Seiji was about to quicken his footsteps when he suddenly saw a girl.
His gaze instantly froze on her.
She had dark green curly hair and was wearing a devil mask on one side of her head. She was wearing a tight one-piece dress and a red trench coat. She also had black fishnet stockings on her legs, giving her a devilish aura …
The girl was holding a chocolate banana in her hand. When she saw Seiji looking at her, she smiled, took a bite, and even licked her lips.
It was obvious that she was trying to seduce him.
If he was an ordinary person, he would have fallen for this trick and would have his imagination run wild. However, Seiji didn't have any such thoughts at all.
That was because this girl with curly green hair was obviously here to stop him. She was...
"Oh my, it seems like you still remember me. We only met once at the Grand Spring department store."
The girl giggled as she walked closer to Seiji.
"This is the first time we've met face to face, Haruta Seiji … Young Master."
Seiji sensed something strange from her tone of voice.
"Don't call me that. Before I was kicked out of my family, I didn't even know that I was still a 'young master.'
"The reason is probably because of you … well, I was just giving you a formal greeting. After all, you haven't been acknowledged by the Grand Mistress yet, so I'll still have to call you Harano Seigo from now on."
The girl with curly green hair took another bite of the banana.
"Hey, I forgot to tell you. My name is Iroha Hasegawa. Please take care of me ~"
She made a flashing gesture and licked the corner of her mouth.
"Please take care of me." Seiji looked at her calmly. "You … no, I should say Haruta Yui. Why did she send you here to find me?"
"That's a rather direct question. I like it."
The girl with curly green hair named Iroha giggled, but there was an icy glint in her eyes.
"The Grand Mistress wanted me to confirm your thoughts and test your current abilities … in other words, she wanted to ask you a few questions and then beat you up."
"… That's it?" Seiji felt that something was amiss. Livestream … what about the Flying Fish incident?
"Then what else do you want? Do you want to die? "
Iroha maintained her smile, but her eyes were filled with true iciness.
"If it was Grand Mistress's order, I would be more than happy to help, but she's just too soft-hearted ~"
"Oh, right, don't call Grand Mistress by her name. You should call her Haruta -sama instead."
Seiji was rendered speechless.
"Fortunately, you still have some self-awareness and didn't call Grand Mistress' Older Sister. 'Otherwise, I don't know if I would have been able to stop myself from beating you up right here," the girl said in a bright and sinister voice.
"Harano Seigo … to be honest, I don't want to know what you're thinking at all. You're trash to begin with, so why don't you just obediently stay as trash until you die!? Yet you're still jumping around like a grasshopper and causing trouble for Grand Mistress.
Only now do I realize that talking to you face-to-face is even more disgusting than I imagined … How annoying. I really don't want to do this job, but I still have to do it. "
She took another bite of the banana and casually tossed the rest into a trash can more than ten meters away.
"Come to the Nagawa amusement park in the western part of the city at eight o 'clock tonight."
She spoke in a cold tone as she walked past Seiji.
"Don't be late … otherwise, I'll get really angry."
The green-haired girl walked away after saying this.
Seiji stood where he was and glanced at her back as she left.
As the saying went, what was supposed to come would come.
Once it came, all he had to do was deal with it properly.
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