Marriage in Ikebukuro
Chapter One Hundred Fifty Eight
I looked at Hanaka for a few seconds. The way she dressed...it told everything about it. It gave the slut impression, something that didn't suit right with me. Wearing something tight to a hospital? It's like she's trying to get every male to have a boner.
"I'm M-mikado Ruugaime.." Mikado stuttered. A (fake) kind smile graced her lips as she bowed at him.
"Pleasure to meet you." she smiled. She turned to me, that sick smile still on her face.
"Oh and what's your name? I can tell you're the quiet one since you aren't really talking and everything, aha." she laughed. I could already tell that she was a bad analyst.
I gritted my teeth, forcing myself to smile hard. I hated it when people call my something I'm not, whether it be quiet or fake, it's still the same bullshit.
"Fujika Yuki. Charmed to meet such a lovely presence." I sarcastically said. She didn't get the hint. Instead she bowed down modestly.
"Arigatou."
So far, I knew she was an arrogant, fake whore.
"I'm M-mikado Ruugaime.." Mikado stuttered. A (fake) kind smile graced her lips as she bowed at him.
"Pleasure to meet you." she smiled. She turned to me, that sick smile still on her face.
"Oh and what's your name? I can tell you're the quiet one since you aren't really talking and everything, aha." she laughed. I could already tell that she was a bad analyst.
I gritted my teeth, forcing myself to smile hard. I hated it when people call my something I'm not, whether it be quiet or fake, it's still the same bullshit.
"Fujika Yuki. Charmed to meet such a lovely presence." I sarcastically said. She didn't get the hint. Instead she bowed down modestly.
"Arigatou."
So far, I knew she was an arrogant, fake whore.