Chapter 161 Did Se-san run into a brick wall?
The large, angled mirror reflected the two figures, making them appear exceptionally long. Still shaken, Hayakawa Miya felt a hot breath brush against her cheek. As their eyes met, her long eyelashes fluttered involuntarily.
"cough!"
Just then, a jarring cough rang out.
Their gazes immediately averted as if struck by lightning, and they turned away in unison, adjusting their somewhat disordered breathing.
"Madam, sir, be careful, the ground is slippery, this way!"
The middle-aged sales assistant, who appeared to be the supervisor, bowed slowly to the two of them and then gestured with her hand.
At that moment, Hayakawa Misae felt her heart pounding. In front of so many people, being... by Junichi-kun...
Although it was an accident, and Junichi was trying to prevent himself from slipping, it still made Hayakawa Misae extremely embarrassed.
Especially the sales assistant's repeated calls of "your husband" and "your husband" made Hayakawa Miya so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into a hole.
The shop assistant clearly misunderstood their relationship, but explaining it only made things worse.
On the contrary, once you try to explain it, it's easier to attract strange looks from outsiders.
To avoid further misunderstandings, Misae Hayakawa could only keep her shame to herself and remain silent.
Junichi Sei's composure was quite good; after turning around, he asked with concern, "How are you? Are you alright?"
Hayakawa Misae shook her head demurely, her face slightly flushed.
"Dear customer, the clothes and pants have been packed. Would you like to pay by card or scan the code?"
They were led to the front desk, where the sales assistant who had gone to pack their order earlier was already standing respectfully to the side.
Reminded by the other party, Hayakawa Misae immediately snapped out of her daze: "Wait a minute, these clothes..."
Junichi, standing to the side, didn't give the other person a chance to finish speaking and directly showed his LINE payment code.
The sales assistant was delighted, increasingly convinced that she had made the right choice.
Although the male customer in front of me looked rather young, his innate temperament and confidence were palpable even from a distance. Without substantial financial resources, an ordinary person couldn't fake it.
In contrast, the woman's embarrassed and reserved demeanor clearly revealed her lack of decisive decision-making ability.
Those who can work as sales assistants in high-end department stores have all undergone professional training, and she certainly has that.
“Junichi-kun, I…” Hayakawa Misae was naturally unaware of the saleswoman’s scheme. Seeing that Junichi was serious, she rushed forward to grab his hand.
The clothes here add up to over a million yen. I've never bought so many expensive clothes in my entire life.
"Today, will you listen to me?"
Junichi didn't dodge, letting the other person grab his wrist, but that deep gaze made Miya Hayakawa loosen her grip a little.
For some reason, she felt that if she persisted, it might displease the young man in front of her.
At this moment, countless eyes were focused on them. If the stalemate continued, it would even make the other party feel embarrassed. After weighing the options, Hayakawa Misae had no choice but to reluctantly withdraw her hand.
Just as the shopping trip was about to end smoothly, a figure suddenly approached from behind: "Misae?"
Upon hearing the voice, the former slowly turned his head, then revealed a look of surprise: "Kyoko?"
"It really is you? Wow, it's been so long!" the latter exclaimed, then let go of her male companion's arm and stepped forward to recognize Hayakawa Misae.
At this moment, Junichi also noticed the two people behind him. The woman who was speaking had chestnut-colored wavy hair. Although she was not tall, she was unusually voluptuous, with what looked like two bowling balls hanging on her chest, making her hard to ignore.
However, since the woman had a male companion, Junichi quickly withdrew his gentlemanly gaze, thinking to himself that he didn't know how the older generation could grow up so well, even though they didn't eat very well.
On the contrary, the quality of life has improved, and the nutritional value has also increased. It's all about airplane runways and the Pacific Rim.
After marriage, women's conversations easily turn to their partners, and the two women in front of us were no exception, both turning their attention to each other's male companions.
The voluptuous girl named Kyoko looked at Hayakawa Misae with a mischievous grin and started winking: "Some old classmates were saying you were getting married for the second time, but they were all talking nonsense. I think you've clearly been secretly enjoying yourself with young men all by yourself. Aren't you going to introduce them to someone?"
Hayakawa Misae, who had been wearing a smile, suddenly looked a little awkward. For some reason, the thought of revealing their relationship made her feel a little timid.
"Junichi Sei, a suitor of Ms. Hayakawa."
Junichi Sei, however, extended his hand first in a generous manner.
A suitor?
Misae Hayakawa was taken aback, wondering why Junichi-kun introduced her like that, but then a strong sense of embarrassment washed over her. If Junichi-kun meant it this way, then wouldn't he be...
Thinking of this, a blush immediately appeared on Hayakawa Misae's pretty face. She looked down at her two intertwined hands, like a girl who had just fallen in love, appearing somewhat shy, yet with a hint of sweetness.
"I'm Kyoko Yuuki, Misae's junior high school classmate. Nice to meet you." Kyoko Yuuki smiled sweetly, and while shaking hands, she didn't forget to carefully examine Junichi Sei's figure: "Sei-kun is so handsome, and his figure is amazing. I'm so envious of Misae."
She initially thought the other party was just being polite, but then turned to Hayakawa Misae and said with a sigh, "Misa, you really haven't changed at all. You've been popular with boys since middle school. Look, even a handsome young man like Se-kun, who is rich and young, can't take his eyes off you now."
Hayakawa Misae, whose expression hadn't improved much, froze again, unsure how to respond.
Junichi Sei, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow, sensing a familiar taste.
He keeps bringing up his second marriage or making veiled accusations that Misae is attracting unwanted attention. What a classmate!
Without saying a word, Sei Junichi turned to the man's companion and said, "Hello, sir!"
uncle? !
As soon as the words were spoken, both figures couldn't help but pause for a moment.
Seeing that Junichi Sei suddenly turned his attention to him, Kyoko Yuuki's male companion was caught off guard, and his face stiffened visibly: "Sei-san, you really know how to joke. I am Makoto Watanabe, assistant director of TV toKYo. Nice to meet you."
"tV, toKYo?"
Seijun narrowed his eyes and immediately understood the deeper meaning.
TV, toKYo, or simply TV Tokyo, is headquartered in Roppongi, Minato-ku, Tokyo. It is one of the five major privately-owned public terrestrial television stations in Japan and is backed by the government.
Watanabe-san, who looks a bit older than his age, is very clever. He doesn't use a single emotional word in his speech, but he is subtly reminding Sei Junichi to be careful with his words.
After all, TV Tokyo was founded by the major Japanese newspaper, the Economic Daily News, and its largest shareholder is the Japan Economic Daily News Corporation.
Those who wield the pen and are most adept at manipulating public opinion!
Given such a powerful background, there are probably no more than two people in Japan who can rival it.
Although Sejun kept calling the other person "uncle," the other person was actually no more than thirty years old. To be able to become an assistant director at TV Tokyo at that age, regardless of whether he had connections or not, was no easy feat.
This was the first time Junichi Sei felt like he had hit a brick wall.
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