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Sanji ❤Nami

Hello..I'm Sanji. I'm a model. If you already have a boyfriend, you don't have to think about flirting. Haha. My boyfriend is small, white, and very cute. Just my type. We've been together for three years now. She is a model. We used to perform together until then and I started to get to know them closely until we became boyfriend and girlfriend. Lately, she and I have both been busy. Free time doesn't match at all.

I called and she didn't answer. Sometimes I cut off the call. Or is she still angry at me now?

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But anyway, now it's time to perform. I'll go first...

"I'd like an interview, Miss Nami, Miss Nami!!!!"

Damn it, I actually just got off work instead of going home comfortably. Instead, I had to meet this group of reporters again. Really irritated! Hey! Must run again!

"Just a lot, just a lot" It's true. I'm really sick. Lately, I've only been doing work, work, work, and each piece is big. If I refuse, I'll miss out on a large sum of money. Sigh. When will someone come to pick me up? Why did Robin (my manager) say someone would come to pick me up? I've been waiting for a long time.

“Wouldn't have made me wait another ten minutes,” I muttered, looking at the clock. Damn it.

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“Wait a long time?”

Don't tell me Robin means this eye! Robin! When I find one, I'll make a big batch.

"Are you going or not? If you're not going, I'll be back." When he finished, he made to walk and turned around. Make me wait for you to leave me like this, you idiot!

“Wait, wait.”

on the car

Since coming up I have never ridden in a car that was this quiet. It's not just quiet, it's also uncomfortable.

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If he and I hadn't quarreled earlier The atmosphere could be better.

The car began to slow down and turn into the condo where Nami was staying. before stopping the car in the condo's parking lot

“That matter…can be explained…”

“…………..” Whatever you want to explain, people can see with their own eyes. I decided not to listen to him and opened the car door but I was stopped because he grabbed my arm. I turned to look at him as if to ask what was the matter.

“Can you let me go up…?”

“So….are you going to sleep here? You can go back!” It was already 11:00 p.m. This guy has been in my room an hour ago. Until now, he hasn't gone back yet. Come sit and lie on the sofa in my room. To be honest, I'm going to be sleepy, isn't it?

“Have you eaten anything yet?” It was as if he didn't know if he was the owner of the room.

“Still, you can go back.”

“Please eat something. You'll faint soon. It's even smaller. Come, I'll do it for you.” This guy didn't listen to my words at all.

"Eh! Don't you understand this? I can tell you to leave now."

“True.”

“Ah, it's finished.” The doctor placed a bowl of porridge in front of me.

“No, fat,” I said, pushing the bowl away.

“And if I don't eat, will it go away?” He turned back and made me agree to eat.

“While we eat, let's listen too….”

Seriously!!!! The sound of putting down a spoon sounded.

"No, I'm not eating anymore." I tried to get up but he interrupted me first.

“If you don't listen, are you going to let it bother you like this?” He slowly walked towards me. He looked at my face and stared straight into my eyes. Until I was the one avoiding his eyes. “Look, I know how much you think.”

“I know that woman for you.”

“Huh…what does that mean? I do not understand"

“I heard that you are a jewelry designer. So I asked her to design something for me. So we exchanged numbers. But by chance we met there. So I invited her to sit together.”

“At the pub…?” I interrupted.

“Yes, at that time she was very drunk. It was because she had an argument with her boyfriend that made her drink that much. And then he fell asleep and rested his head on my chest.”

“You think I will believe it? You might lie to me.”

"I'm not Usopp." (Hehehe: Usopp (Sanji's manager))

“I don't know,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Wow, are you still angry, Miss Nami?" Actually, I've recovered. But if you show that you've recovered like this, you lose all form.,

"What about the things you let him design? Who? Tell me. Don't lie!"

“Here,” he reached into his pocket. Then he took out a small red box.

"Put it on, it's considered engagement first." He picked up the ring and slowly put it on my left ring finger.

“I haven't told you what to wear yet.” I tried to take it off but had to put it back on because of his threats.

“If you take it off. I really want to kiss you.”

“Tch.”

“My anger is gone. So I'd like to stay here. I'm so sleepy I can't drive back. Go take a shower first." When he finished, he bent down and kissed my cheek. Ah! -//////-

An engagement ring?… Really crazy! Opportunist!

“You crazy bastard, I haven't given you permission yet. Come back here.”