January 27th.

"Your Name" is still far ahead.

Gu Xue took Gu Rou's car to the downstairs of the building, said goodbye to Gu Rou, and went upstairs to her office.

A gentle knock on the door sounded.

Gu Xue, who had just sat down, shouted and asked to come in.

Mihara Chisa walked in with the information in her arms and walked in lightly.

The capable short hair that used to be had already grown long, just because Gu Xue liked black and straight. Now her long hair is fluttering, much softer, and her charm is rising straight.

"Good morning, this is the equipment catalog for the studio's relocation. Yu Jingyao said she would give you a look."

Sanhara Qiansha came to Gu Xue with brisk steps and handed her the information in her arms.

"Why did you send it here? Yujing Yao?"

Gu Xue took the information and asked suspiciously.

"She said she was afraid that you would beat her up, so she didn't dare to come..."

Gu Xue said angrily: "That idiot, I know I will beat her up."

Mihara Chisa smiled slightly: "In addition, she asked me to ask you, the place I have worked for so many years is about to move out, do you want to get together, have a meal or something."

"Okay, after the things were moved that day, everyone stayed behind. You can stay in the studio for a while, remembered it, and then have a meal or something."

Gu Xue nodded, not having any objection to this.

"Then I'll tell her."

"No, tell her, I'll ask her to come over and ask..."

"...She has harassed you again?"

Mihara Chisa asked, placing her toes on the spot, looking eager to try.

"What about that?"

"You don't have to be so angry."

When Sanhara Chisa, who was eager to try, heard Gu Xue say this, she immediately quickly walked behind Gu Xue, helped her untied her ponytail and tidied her hair, just like a hair-like hair.

In fact, she just wanted to change Gu Xue's hairstyle.

"You won't get tired of playing." Gu Xue knew her purpose, shook her head gently and rolled her eyes.

"Won't."

Sanhara Qiansa skillfully divided Gu Xue's soft long hair into two bunches and replied.

Gu Xue suddenly said, "Don't have two ponytails!"

Mihara Chisa protested in a low voice: "It's obviously so cute..."

Gu Xue looked through the information she brought and replied, "Bad, I don't want to be cute. Please give me a more masculine hairstyle."

"I won't."

Mihara Chisa paused and then asked in a low voice: "Why... a wife?"

"Get out of here..."

Gu Xue refused without thinking, but after she refused, she was a little curious: "What is your wife's hairstyle?"

"I'll show you."

Mihara Chisa pursed her lips and chuckled.

"Are you messing with me again..." Gu Xue reacted, but did not stop her.

Mihara Chisa didn't speak, as if she had made a promise.

...

Gu Xue looked at the information.

Mihara Chisa helped her tie her hair with a serious look on her face.

In the office, it was quiet and peaceful, and time seemed to have stopped.

until……

"Xiaoxue, why didn't you wear trousers today?"

Mihara Chisa asked in confusion when she noticed Gu Xue huddled under her desk, her straight legs wrapped in black pantyhose.

"Ah...this."

Gu Xue noticed her gaze and glanced at her legs: "A little accident happened. Last night...ah, in short, Gu Rou threw all my pants into the washing machine in the morning. She had no choice but to take out her high school clothes. It was unexpectedly quite warm."

When Gu Xue talked about the accident, her face turned red.

Mihara Chisa said with some confusion: "Accident?"

"Well... I won't talk about this anymore, is it good?"

Gu Xue deliberately avoided this question, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Sanhara Qiansha from the corner of her eyes.

What can you say? Gu Rou pulls herself to dance...

She won't even say anything if she beats her to death.

"nice."

Although he was full of doubts, Mihara Chisa subconsciously replied.

"real?"

"……Um."

Gu Xue smiled slightly red.

"Hair is tied."

Sanhara Qiansha suddenly said, coming to Gu Xue's side, and sitting on her thigh.

"Hey, Mihara Chisa, how could you sit on someone else's thigh as you say it?"

Gu Xue complained.

"Subconscious..."

Mihara Chisa apologized, but she looked like she would still dare next time.

Gu Xue was powerless to complain, picked up her phone and turned on the selfie, and looked at her and cared about her wife's hairstyle in Mihara Chisa's mouth.

Fishtail braid.

To put it in a figurative way, that is.

Asuna's hairstyle...

"Does it look good?" asked in a low voice.

Gu Xue smiled, put down her phone, and put her chin on her shoulder: "Well, I miss it very much... it looks good."

“…just like it.”

Sanhara Qiansa breathed a sigh of relief, smelled the faint fragrance coming from Gu Xue's body, and chuckled gently.

However, she seemed to think of something and her smile quickly calmed down.

"By the way, Xiaoxue, your sister...will she work with us when she moves to a new company?"

"Well...why, you look like you are facing a great enemy."

"It's started..." Mihara Chisa showed a more nervous expression.

"Ah?" Gu Xue slowly raised a question mark.

Sanhara Qiansha slowly raised her head, looked at Gu Xue, and whispered: "Talk about it, last time... you promised me to go play together."

"……when?"

Why did that end...

"Last time I went to film, you said you could squeeze out a day..."

"That was last year." Gu Xue was a little amused and crying.

"Go to play... there is still time tomorrow, right?" Mihara Chisa bit her lower lip, and she was rarely willful, and even had a little coquettish sense of acting like a child.

Gu Xue became soft in an instant. She rubbed Mihara Chisa's face: "Okay... where can I go?"

"I don't know, you can do anywhere around you!" Mihara Chisa said with great momentum and said nothing about her opinion.

Gu Xue: "..."

Then, Mihara Chisa added in a low voice: "I'm going to make some preparations, I won't lose..."

Gu Xue looked at her suspiciously: "Did you just say that you should make some preparations and not lose or something?"
To be continued...