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Jun stood there staring at the back of the old man’s friend’s lad head. Would he stop leering at Iori if he smacked him at the back of the head?
Since he got to know Iori and her family, he never ceased to be amazed at the leering the mention of their family name caused. He hadn’t been aware of it until Kurosaki did her stunt unknowingly exposing her and in consequence him as her boyfriend.
He was still being approached by people who hoped to get to her through him to her. And that’s exactly what Saitou was trying to do right now…
“We should have dinner together one of these days,” Saitou was saying, and Iori’s expression turned into a cool smile as she opened her mouth to answer him,
“If you can excuse us, Saitou-san. It hadn’t been long since Iori’s discharge from the hospital and she shouldn’t be kept standing up for long,” Jun said rounding the table and pulling Iori’
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