My Refrigerator Turned Into A Dungeon Chapter 84.3

Healing Place Leaf

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As I glanced back, the woman who was with Kei Myou stood in front of , looking up at intently.

(Hmm Who is this girl? Oh, wait! Could she be soone from the company, maybe from the finance or general affairs departnt?)

The woman, with a sowhat sleepy look in her eyes, stared at . Upon closer inspection, I recognized her as a forr colleague from the company.

We didn't have much interaction back then, and I had only seen her from afar, thinking, [Oh, she's kind of cute], but we hadn't really talked.

(But Now that I see her again, she doesn't seem as cute as she did at the company)

Well, that might be because of my recent social circle. Once upon a ti, I was a loner, but now I was working in the sa place as Tsunami-san, a charming and stylish beauty, and I even went on overnight trips with three beautiful college girls. My exposure to beauty had significantly increased compared to the past.

"Oh! It's definitely Ezuki! Wow, you used to be so skinny! You've gotten so muscular now. It's hilarious! I can't stop laughing!"

Oops, it seed she noticed noticing her, and she rembered as well. But co on, don't call skinny. I was just a bit lean for my height.

Besides, we weren't really close, were we? It's funny how girls tend to adopt their perceptions of a guy's value and power and treat it as fact. In this case, she must have seen Kei Myou trying to assert dominance over and decided to adopt a similar attitude towards .

"Hey, what are you doing here? Did you change jobs?"

Although we hadn't talked much before, it seed like she was quite chatty. But it was a bit rude. We had just t, after all. As I pondered this, an unhappy-looking Kei Myou returned to the scene. Behind him, the reception staff let out a sigh of relief, having been freed from the clutches of the complainer.

Yeah, sorry about that, receptionist. This guy is a smooth talker, and when he starts complaining, he does it at lightning speed, almost as fast as a woman. Just listening to him talk irritates .

"Yuka, why are you talking to this guy? Let's get out of this place."

"Oh, but I want to get a massage!"

Geez. But sohow, guys like Kei Myou seem to be popular in today's world. They dress up unnecessarily, have a way of talking that makes them sound important and can chat up girls easily, even if they're making things up. It's annoying.

Well, maybe I'm just biased. But it's how I see it, so there's no helping it.

"And if we're going to stay, why not get a massage from Ezuki?"

"Huh!?"

Yuka, Kei Myou's companion, suddenly said sothing strange. Kei Myou and I responded with surprised voices. That's unusual No, why in the world!?

"Why do you want a massage from him, Yuka?"

Yeah, that's right. I chid in with Kei Myou, wondering why she would say such a thing.

"Well, because he's so incredibly muscular. I'm curious about what kind of massage he does. And besides, it's not just a random encounter. Getting a massage from him would give us sothing to talk about at work."

Oh, I see. She wants to make fun of even after I've left the company. These two are really sothing Well, they're both acting pretty an.

"Heh heh heh, that's true. It could be interesting (Grin)"

Hey, Kei Myou You're still making an evil face, you know. And you claim to be a nice guy. Well, whatever. You guys can do as you please.

"Oh, two new custors! Please co to the reception."

"Huh!?"

I called out with a sowhat desperate tone, and the receptionist looked at with shock and disbelief.

Well, what can I say? Sorry for causing so much trouble.