❝ 𝐈 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘. 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄? ❞
∘◦ ♡ ༉━━━ That was the first thing he's ever said to her. And needless to say, Amari Chiyo was not impressed. So as promised, Nishinoya Yuu will get...
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
"That's the end of today's meeting, Amari-san," the voice of an older woman played through her laptop speakers as Chiyo smiled. "I look forward to hearing about all the dishes you'll try along the Amalfi Coast."
"Yes, of course," she nodded, "and once again, thank you so much for this opportunity." With a final wave, she clicked the red 'end call' button and closed her laptop.
"Finally, it's over..." She murmured, leaning back in her chair with a sigh. She took a moment to herself, staring up blankly at the ceiling fan turning ever-so-slowly before hopping up to her feet.
Hurrying over to her luggage, she threw off her blouse and jeans and changed into a beautiful pale pink sundress. Then in front of a mirror, she let her red hair loose, allowing it to flow down her back with a light sway. She checked her reflection over again. And once she was satisfied, she grabbed her keys, phone and wallet, and exited the room.
She ran into a few of the inn employees in the hallway, of whom she greeted with a courteous nod before walking out of the revolving doors and into the burning Italian sun. She made her way down to the docks, just in time to see a boat speeding towards her just beyond the horizon.
"Hey! Chiyo!" She could see Nishinoya standing on the deck, both arms waving in the air. His orange sport sunglasses reflected the small town along the coast.
