"Thank you for patronizing, come again next time~"

Masaki Aki leaned against the head of the hotel and glanced at the man wearing shoes by the bed with his eyes, while saying in a bored tone.

She has said this sentence at least five times today.

"Will you still call you next time?" The man seemed to be a novice and was not very familiar with the rules in this regard. Even his hands wearing shoes were trembling.

"If you want, it's not impossible to use line." Masaki Yama handed the cigarette box on the bedside to the man who was about to wear the last shoes, "This cigarette is yours, don't forget to take it away."

"Ah, thank you." The man tied his shoelaces tightly and took over Masaki Aki's cigarette box. "After that, Miss Masaki doesn't smoke? She obviously works in this industry."

"Ah?" Masaki Akatsuki has always been a little disgusted with such slightly discriminatory remarks.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with her job, but she still felt offended to those who wore tinted glasses.

Even half an hour ago, the man offended her body.

But that is another matter. Physical offense and spiritual offense are two completely different concepts. For Masaki Akira, Soul is obviously more important than Body.

"Who told you that women with customs must smoke?" Masaki Aki glanced at this man who was not very experienced in the world, but his tone was not too sharp.

"Ah, sorry, I'm really sorry." The man also realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he pulled out two thousand yen from his wallet and pressed under the prostitution funds just now. "I just thought this little money was apologizing for my misconduct just now, and I hope you can forgive me."

Such a move did not expect Masaki Akatsuki.

It was the first time she had a customer who had tipped her because she said the wrong thing after she had been in this industry for so many years.

Or, this is not a tip, it is just a mental loss fee?

Alas, it's the extra income anyway, nothing is wrong.

"You are really an interesting man." Masaki Aki's eyes changed when he examined the man in front of him. "The actions just now made me look at you with some admiration."

"Then, that's better." The man had already put on his shirt and coat at this moment. "I just hope I can make you forgive what I said."

"Okay, okay." Masaki Aki waved his hand, "You're not an exaggeration. I've been in this industry for so many years, and there are people who have done anything excessive to me, so it's not that bad for you."

"Ah, then... OK." The man looked at the woman in front of him who had just had a skin relationship with him. He didn't know how to answer her for a moment, so he turned around slightly and put his right hand on the door handle.

Looking at the man who was about to leave, Masaki Aki slowly closed his eyes and was about to slump in the bed to rest for a while.

But the man's voice still rang in her ears before leaving.

"By the way, how should Miss Masaki's name be written?

Masaki Aki slowly opened his eyes, looked at the man's phone "Masaki ぁぁぁ" and couldn't help but sigh.

Why does this man always like to ask her some questions that others have never asked?

"Listen, Masaki Aki, remember, it's Aki." Masaki Aki told the man his name like a primary school teacher, "Or, you won't think my name is Masaki Hongyue."

"Ah... I did think so when I first met." The man smiled embarrassedly.

"Then you know now." Masaki Aki was speechless, "Okay, if you have nothing to do, just leave. I charge on time, not on time. If you don't leave, I will charge you an extra hour."

"Oh OK, OK." The man apologized and pulled the door handle open, "So see you next time."

After saying that, he gently brought the door and disappeared from Masaki Akatsuki's vision.

“Really.”

Seeing that the man finally left, Masaki Aki was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

She saw so many troublesome customers.

But this is the first time she has seen such a polite and difficult customer.

"But it's not bad." Masaki Aki wrapped the quilt on his body. "At least such a customer will not pay less, nor will he make any strange requests, and the experience... is not bad."

What she meant was that if such a customer was willing to become her repeat customer, it would be a good thing for her.

...

“Four o’clock in the afternoon.”

As he walked out of the hotel, Masaki Aki looked at his watch and then determined the time.

"Well, I can still catch up." Thinking of this, she clamped the leather bag under her crotch, then ran away in her high heels.

In her life, nothing is worth running for, and even the guests are no exception.

But, one thing is different.

‘Tread--’

The sound of high heels pounding on the concrete floor echoed in the streets and alleys and in the corridors of the apartment building where she lived.

The sound collided back and forth on the wall, forming one sound after another.

"Hu, Hu."

While running, Masaki Aki saw the door number of his room and took out the key in his bag before arriving at the door.

Then, she suddenly braked, stopped at the door of her room, and inserted the key she had just prepared into the key hole with lightning speed.

"Perfect, the accuracy this time is 100%!" Masaki Aki said secretly.

The moment the door opened, she flashed and entered her single-match apartment, took off her two high heels and a bag hanging on her shoulders, and locked the door without hesitation, and then rushed straight into her bedroom.

Obviously, when her bedroom was exposed, her purpose was undoubtedly revealed.

In her small bedroom, there is a Jinse-made game cabin with a model of Shangxin.

"Very good."

She looked at the wall clock and breathed a sigh of relief.

Time is pointing to 4:11 in the afternoon.

This means that there are still four minutes left before the target time she set.

"Huhuhu." But despite this, Masaki Kaori still did not hesitate at all. He directly opened the hatch cover of the game cabin and flipped it in.

Open the cabin, enter the cabin, close the cabin, start the game, complete it in one go, is the hero among female players.

...

The familiar game scene slowly took shape in a dizzy feeling. After a tremor in the picture, Akatsuki returned to the world that made her dream of.

"It's great." When I saw that the game time was still at 16:13, Masaki finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat on the ground.

Above her head, a name and a title glowed in a slight light.

【Sky Dark Fireworks】
Chapter completed!