Chapter 52 The First Player

This time, Miyano Shiho didn't make him wait too long. She came downstairs in less than ten minutes. However, the phone next to her ear was still on, and it seemed that she was still explaining something to the experimenter in the laboratory.

Xi Haiqingdou opened the car door for her, waited for her to fasten her seat belt, reminded her to "hold on to your seat belt and sit tight", and then stepped on the accelerator impatiently -

The black Mercedes-Benz accelerated to 160 mph in an instant, and Shiho Miyano was caught off guard and hit the seat hard, almost knocking her unconscious for two seconds. Fortunately, the seat was soft, but Shiho Miyano was stunned by his sudden action, and her hands were also messed up, and she hit the hang-up button on her phone.

"Cointreau!"

Miyano Shiho screamed in surprise and widened his eyes: "What are you doing?"

She pursed her lips and glanced at the phone that she had accidentally hung up. She was a little annoyed, but she couldn't help but honestly hold on to her seat belt and didn't try to call back. Xi Haiqingdou's driving speed not only didn't slow down, but kept climbing up, as if there was no upper limit. It was obvious that he had already exceeded the speed limit. In this situation, she really couldn't be distracted to take care of the phone.

Such a speed made her a little frightened. Miyano Shiho's face turned pale. "Why are you driving so fast all of a sudden?"

Is this guy crazy?

"Really?" Xi Haiqingdou narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I think it's okay. Don't you feel comfortable and relaxed at this speed? Shirley, you should get used to it as soon as possible."

He didn't speed up when he picked up Miyano Shiho before, simply because he was a little tired at the time, and the traffic was congested and there was no room for him to show his skills. He was also not sure who Miyano Shiho's "guardian" would be, so he naturally had to maintain his image in front of her...

But now that the dust had settled, there was no need to be secretive anymore and he drove the way he liked. If he drove any slower, he would lose the spot he had reserved.

But looking at Miyano Shiho's expression - the little girl bit her lip and didn't say anything, but her expression was tense, the veins on the back of her hands were bulging, and her face was a little pale. It was obvious that she was completely unable to adapt to this speed.

Although Saikai Haruto said it was fine, he honestly slowed down the speed a bit.

It's normal for people who are racing for the first time to feel uncomfortable... But Xi Haiqing Dou thinks that you will get used to it after racing for a while. No one can resist the joy of racing!

The system suddenly spoke in a very disappointing manner: [Host, according to the system analysis, the expression on Miyano Shiho's face should be fear. She doesn't like racing. ]

...Oh, I don't know when the time in the small dark room has passed, and the system has come out again.

Saikai Haruto: [A system that does not understand human nature has no right to speak. ]

He then turned the system back into the small dark room.

Miyano Shiho didn't feel any difference in this speed from before - how could she get used to this? She had a bad feeling in her heart.

When Haruto Nishimi stopped the car, opened the door and got out, Shiho Miyano's hands were still shaking as she unbuckled her seat belt.

Although she didn't vomit, Miyano Shiho also had a rare feeling of motion sickness - the road under her feet felt as soft as cotton candy or jelly, without any sense of reality, and a little slippery. If she hadn't been wearing flat shoes, Miyano Shiho would have fallen down after taking two steps.

She never wanted to ride in Cointreau again.

Miyano Shiho took a few deep breaths, fear still lingering in her eyes - this guy was simply too crazy at driving, and he turned a good road into a life-and-death race, racing and overtaking, and he didn't even slow down much even on a busy road. Several times she suspected that the car would collide with someone and cause an accident. It was a bit too exciting for her.

It must be intentional, right? Was it a punishment for coming down late? What a disgusting fellow.

“Do you feel the joy of racing?”

Xi Haiqing Dou glanced at her, smiled and stretched out his hand to her: "Are you okay? Are you going to fall?"

Is he using antonyms on purpose?

Not knowing what he was going to do, Miyano Shiho didn't answer. She walked forward slowly and cautiously, tentatively, and asked him, "Where is this place?"

This is a commercial district, right? Is this where she's going to live next...?

"Of course it's the place to eat. We'll go back after we finish eating."

Seeing that she didn't need it, Xi Haiqingdou naturally withdrew his hand and said as a matter of course: "Sister, you don't think I can cook for myself, do you?"

He blinked his eyes and seemed to be amused by this sentence: "I may disappoint you, but I don't really like cooking. I prefer to cook outside rather than go through the trouble of cooking by myself."

Not only do I have to cook, I also have to wash vegetables, dishes, and tidy up... Even if there is a dishwasher, Xi Haiqingdou is too lazy to use it.

If it wasn't for the purpose of welcoming Miyano Shiho, he would usually just deal with it casually.

Miyano Shiho followed his footsteps and walked towards the hotel in front of him, calmly stating a fact: "I can also cook for myself."

Saikai Haruto: "Do I look like the kind of person who would let a child cook?"

Letting a teenage girl take on the chores of cooking... He's not that crazy, is he? If you tell others about it, they will think he is deliberately exploiting her.

Miyano Shiho was silent for a moment, wanting to reply, "Aren't you?", but after thinking about it, he swallowed it and asked, "Will it be like this in the future?"

The girl with short brown hair frowned unconsciously - if she had to take such a long detour every time just to eat, and endure the torture of Cointreau - then she would rather contract cooking for herself. After all, she had cooked when she was studying in the United States.

"As long as you get off work and get off work on time, you won't have enough time." Xi Haiqingdou replied, "It's only today that it's so far."

After all, he had come all the way here just to welcome her. Normally, he would not be bothered to travel so far.

As expected, he is angry because she came out late, right?

What a disgusting, stingy and vindictive fellow.

Miyano Shiho pinched her palms, suppressed the grievance in her heart, and tried to reason with him: "Experiments are not something that can produce results in a short period of time. Besides, isn't the organization also anxious for the progress and results of the experiment?"

“It seems to make sense.”

Xi Haiqingdou tilted his head, confusion evident in his eyes: "But this is something you want to do yourself, Shirley?"

What does what she said have to do with him?

Moreover, considering the identity of Cointreau, it would be a "good thing" that the experiment did not make any progress.

The atmosphere seemed to suddenly become a little cold, and for some reason, Miyano Shiho's face turned even paler.

Her voice weakened, but she still insisted: "If you leave the lab so early every day, the experiment won't be able to proceed... There's not enough time. Even if the boss asks about it, it doesn't matter, right?"

"Eh, is this a threat?" The look in Haruto Nishimi's eyes when he looked at Miyano Shiho became a little strange.

"So Shirley, how long do you think is appropriate?"

"...ten o'clock." This was the time she left the laboratory every day when she was in the United States.

"Every night at ten o'clock?"

Miyano Shiho nodded.

"...Don't you think this time is a bit excessive?"

Xi Haiqingdou was so scared that the chopsticks in his hand were about to drop - how could someone be so desperate as to volunteer to work overtime as a corporate slave?

"How about eight o'clock?" He blinked tentatively. "It's not good for your health to go too late. Shirley, you're still growing, right? And you won't get enough rest this way."

Miyano Shiho was stunned for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "I will continue to grow taller!"

Is being 1.80 meters tall so amazing?!

Xi Haiqing Dou chuckled: "I mean I need to rest."

He stroked his chin, thinking, "If you get off work at ten o'clock... then your working hours per week are longer than Gin's. Oh, from this point of view, you and Gin might have a good match."

One or two of them are workaholics, which makes him look particularly lazy.

When the little girl heard Gin's name, her face immediately turned pale and blue: "... How could Gin and I be compatible?"

"It's settled then, eight o'clock." Xi Haiqing Dou nodded immediately, "If it's later, you can call me in advance and I will pick you up then."

He set a fixed time for himself to get off work at 5 o'clock every day. Working from 9 to 5 was the healthiest and most normal working time - after all, he was the head of the department and he had the final say on what time to go to get off work and when to go home. If there was no special task, he could not go to work and could lie at home all day and no one could say anything to him.

Even if Miyano Shiho herself planned to work overtime, Nishimi Haruto had no intention of accompanying her.

There was no room for change in Cointreau's tone; he had already made his decision, and Miyano Shiho could no longer object, so she could only nod reluctantly.

"As for the weekends... can you also make time for it?" Saikai Haruto said, "I remember that Miyano-san should be studying at Nanyang University? He should be in his third year? College students... also have weekends off. Is it acceptable for me to meet with Miyano-san once every two weeks?"

Miyano Shiho looked up in astonishment, unable to hide her excitement: "Once every two weeks?"

Although she knew that Cointreau probably had no good intentions, this news was still too tempting for Miyano Shiho - when she was studying in the United States, she and Miyano Akemi met at least once a year, which was a world of difference compared to the half-monthly meeting mentioned by Saikai Haruto.

This can really be said to be a pleasant surprise.

"If the interval is shorter, even I will find it difficult." Saikai Haruto said, "But I won't forbid you and Miyano-san from communicating on a daily basis. Of course, at the same time, if you do something unnecessary and make the boss angry, I won't plead for you and Miyano-san."

The white-haired young man had a nonchalant smile on his face and spoke in a casual tone, like a poisonous snake in the Garden of Eden that tempted people. Miyano Shiho's eyelashes trembled, but she couldn't resist the temptation and nodded.

"…So what is your request?"

"My request... Let me think about it. Just get along well with me from now on. Isn't that simple? Don't be afraid of me, Shirley."