Chapter 537

In front of the kendo hall, twilight began to fall.

Natsume Chikage opened his phone to check the time.

The faint light of the screen illuminated his face.

He found that it was just past five o'clock.

Since it wasn't too late, he planned to contact his editor, Gao Qiaochun.

After all, Editor Gao had mentioned before that there were matters regarding publication to discuss.

And he also wanted to ask about the current progress of his book, "The Devotion of Suspect X."

Natsume Chikage turned to open the map application, preparing to find the nearest subway station and plan the route back to Shibuya.

And just at this moment.

Konoe Hitomi approached silently, her gaze sweeping over his phone screen, and then she looked up at him.

"You're checking the map; are you planning to go somewhere?"

Natsume Chikage glanced at her expressionless face and said:

"Back to Shibuya."

Konoe Hitomi tilted her head slightly, her hair sliding over her shoulders:

"Since that's the case, why check the map yourself?"

"Are you not planning to take my car back?"

Natsume Chikage was slightly surprised:

"At this time, aren't you going straight home?"

Konoe Hitomi shook her head, her tone flat:

"No rush."

"No matter what, I was the one who picked you up; it doesn't seem quite right to let you go back by yourself."

She paused and continued.

"Besides, it's rare for the Young Lady to instruct me to bring you out; it would be a waste not to 'reasonably utilize' the budget and have a decent dinner before going back."

Natsume Chikage smiled upon hearing this:

"Hitomi, you are so good at working."

Konoe Hitomi glanced at him and asked expressionlessly:

"Are you complimenting me?"

Natsume Chikage nodded with a smile:

"Of course."

Konoe Hitomi snorted imperceptibly:

"You'd better be."

After speaking.

She turned and walked in front, her steps steady, and said without looking back:

"Let's go. I'll take you to a place with pretty good reviews online."

Being able to have a free dinner, and an "expensive" one at that, Natsume Chikage naturally didn't mind.

After all, having just finished kendo training, his physical exertion was not small, and he was indeed feeling a bit hungry and needed to replenish energy.

Taking a ride could also save the cost of a meal; why not?

SHIBUYA SKY.

Shibuya's highest landmark building.

Every day, a large number of tourists flock in just to climb to the open-air observation deck on the top floor to check in and take photos.

But there are also some people who come, not for sightseeing.

Purely for consumption.

In this skyscraper, there are many boutique shops and high-end restaurants.

Twelfth floor.

A branch of an old high-end sushi restaurant in Tokyo.

A two-person table by the window in the store.

Natsume Chikage and Konoe Hitomi sat opposite each other.

The city night view outside the window was like a spread-out brilliant galaxy; one could vaguely see the outline of Mount Fuji in the distance, the light and shadow of the Skytree, and the bustling flow of people at the Shibuya crossing below.

The location was excellent.

There were not many guests at the surrounding tables, making it quite quiet.

Natsume Chikage was not surprised by this—the price of the set meal in this store usually starts at 20,000 yen, not a place for daily consumption.

Those who have the confidence to step in here have some financial strength.

At this moment, the few female guests in the store, and even the passing female waitresses, couldn't help but be attracted by the boy by the window.

Natsume Chikage was looking out the window quietly, his side face clearly outlined under the interweaving of indoor warm light and outdoor cold light.

He just sat there quietly, and he became a scenery himself.

Konoe Hitomi handed the exquisite menu to Natsume Chikage:

"Natsume-kun, let's order first."

Natsume Chikage took it, and after a quick browse, he had a choice in his heart, and then asked:

"I've chosen. How about you? If you've decided, I'll call the waiter over."

Konoe Hitomi blinked, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings:

"I don't know what to eat; you help me order."

Natsume Chikage shook his head:

"I don't know your taste preferences; it's better for you to decide yourself."

Konoe Hitomi insisted softly, her tone without much fluctuation:

"Then order one the same as yours."

Natsume Chikage was stunned and confirmed:

"The portion of the set meal I ordered is not small; are you sure?"

Konoe Hitomi nodded slightly.

"Hmm."

"Is that so..."

Natsume Chikage didn't say more and raised his hand to signal the waiter to come over to order.

After ordering, the waiter in a kimono bowed respectfully and retreated.

Konoe Hitomi suddenly spoke, with a hint of inquiry:

"Speaking of which, you haven't asked me many questions along the way like you did when we first met."

Natsume Chikage said softly: