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92. "otousama" and "papa" are almost the same anyway(2/3)

Without waiting for the girl to answer, he directly pulled Amamiya Chiran towards the takoyaki shop he had planned for a long time.

Aikawa Yusheng slapped his hand on the glass display cabinet in the store. Because of the force, the entire glass display cabinet shook slightly, and the clerks all looked over.

"Boss, please order a small portion!"

Using the most powerful words to place the smallest order, Chiran Amemiya, who was being pulled behind, noticed that the store manager's expectant gaze had failed, and she silently lowered her head.

I thought it was a little funny.

Aikawa Yusheng kept his mission in mind. After all, there were so many things he wanted to eat. Even if it was a medium portion, it would be a waste of space in his stomach.

It still takes time to make takoyaki. Aikawa Yusheng searched for the next prey. He glanced at a shop with his peripheral vision and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Amamiya Chiran stood elegantly aside, feeling the other people's vague gazes on her, but the girl was used to it, so she covered her mouth and yawned out of boredom.

There was a rustling sound beside her, and the girl turned her head to see Aikawa Yusheng taking off his coat.

She subconsciously looked at the ground - there was no puddle, and then began to reflect on herself, how could she have such a stupid subconscious, how could there be no puddle here.

Before he finished reflecting, he was wearing a large baseball jacket.

"President, put it on quickly." Aikawa Yusheng urged.

"Is this also part of your etiquette learning?" The girl nodded in understanding, and then said, "But I'm not very cold, I have a knitted sweater outside."

"No, no, get dressed quickly and I'll take you to eat delicious food."

"Oh." Amamiya Chiran looked at his eager expression, curious, and then put her hand into the coat.

The jacket that fits Aikawa Yuo is too big for Amamiya Chisome, and even if his hands are straightened, it is difficult to expose his fingers.

Aikawa Yusheng looked at this scene with satisfaction, and then under Amamiya Chiran's puzzled eyes, he put his hand into the pocket of his coat, but did not hold hands, just grabbed a corner of the sleeve.

From the outside, it looked like the two people were holding hands. The girl looked at this scene with confusion. Before she could ask a question, she followed her clothes and was pulled by Aikawa Yusheng to the opposite side.

"Boss, can couples buy one and get one free?" Aikawa Yusheng asked with his other hand, pointing to the banner hanging at the entrance of this ice cream shop.

"Yes, I can give you chocolate pieces to add to the kiss. Do you want to try it?" The shop owner looked at the two people holding hands, nodded and said with a smile.

"Forget it about kissing," Aikawa Yusheng said very naturally, waving his hands with a smile, "We have just been in love for a short time, why are you so embarrassed to do this? Please give me two ice creams, boss."

"Okay!"

"You two are truly a match made in heaven. I have been organizing events for so long, and you are the most beautiful couple I have ever seen."

The girl next to him blinked his eyes, while Aikawa Yusheng pretended to be humble and stretched out his hand to 'stop' the store manager's speech:

"It's not a perfect match, at most it's 98%. But boss, you won't say this to every couple and then trick us into spending money, right?"

"How could it be?" Then the boss looked both sides, then came over and whispered, "Well, it's actually like this, but others may be fake, but you are definitely true."

"Damn it, boss, you're so good at talking. There's nothing we can do about it. Two ice creams plus one chocolate, at your own expense!" Aikawa Yusheng pinched his chest and said through gritted teeth.

"Wait a minute," Aikawa Yusheng suddenly interrupted, turning to look at Amamiya Chiran, "President, what do you want to add?"

"Strawberry bar."

"Okay, boss, add some chocolate and strawberries."

"Then I'll only charge you for one strawberry!" The boss gave a thumbs up and then said.

"Why don't you charge the price of a piece of chocolate?" Looking at the price list, strawberries are much more expensive than chocolate, Aikawa Yusheng said with an expression of "You are not reliable."

"Then there won't be much profit, and I can't praise you in vain, right?" The boss clicked his tongue and raised his eyebrows.

"That's okay, for the boss's sake, you really have good taste."

The girl tilted her head and looked up at Aikawa Yusheng, who was talking freely with the store manager. Under the colorful neon lights, her shallow smile seemed to be rippling slightly.

It seemed a bit interesting, but she couldn't explain the source of the meaning - it was probably his chat with the boss, which was indeed interesting.

The ice cream was made very quickly, and then Aikawa Yusheng 'led' the silent girl to continue looking for the next target, and at the same time let go of the hand holding the sleeve.

"President, can you have ice cream? Is it still early in the morning?" Aikawa Yusheng asked belatedly.

If he couldn't eat it, he would have to reluctantly eat two portions, which he didn't mind.

"Can."

It's a pity that we can't force it.

Taking the ice cream that was passed to me, I took a bite from the small tip and licked the bits of ice cream on my lips with my tongue, which added a little gloss to the cherry-colored lips.

"Why are you so happy?" Amamiya Chiran looked at Aikawa Yusheng who was eating ice cream with a bright smile on his face, and asked with some confusion.

"Elegant, too elegant. President, you can't realize the joy of using your wisdom to engage in whoring for free."

Aikawa Yusheng looked at the girl's still calm face and the ice cream stains on her cheeks that had not been licked clean. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to the girl.

"The white side hasn't been used yet, and here, there's still something that hasn't been wiped off."

"The pleasure of free prostitution?" The girl asked in confusion as she took the handkerchief and wiped her cheek.

"You can get things for free with a little effort that cost the original price. This gives you a sense of accomplishment. It seems you haven't realized it, President."

"I feel it a little bit, but I don't know if it's because of this." The slender eyebrows gathered a little, and the girl thought with some doubts.

"But it may be because, President, you have too much money, so the feeling is not obvious. For me, it is very happy to do it for free. I have done a lot of things for free in the past month or so, except for one thing - I never read novels.

Whoring for free.”

"Why?"

"I don't know, I feel like someone is watching me from somewhere. If I read the novel and still have sex for nothing, something serious will happen."

"What happened?"

"Maybe that person will be incompetent and furious, I don't know for sure."

Aikawa Yusheng touched his cold back and told himself at the moment when his heart was palpitating - it seemed that it was different from what he said, the matter would be serious enough that "I might die even if I am not dead".

The girl nodded, taking a small mouthful of cream, and suddenly noticed a banner in front of a store. She pulled Aikawa Yusheng and pointed to that store.

Following his line of sight, Aikawa Yusheng looked at the girl and then at himself reflected on the tile floor after seeing the contents of the banner clearly. He hesitated a little:

"This...isn't good..."

"Go ahead."

"This...isn't appropriate."

"I want to be interesting again."

"Then...okay."



"Boss, let's order a father-daughter meal."

Two figures came to the door of the store. The old man, who was flexing his muscles while listening to the opera sound coming from his mobile phone in the store, raised his head, saw their faces clearly and laughed and cursed:

"You two, I am old, not blind."

"No, boss, this is really my daughter. Look, she is still wearing my clothes. The clothes are so big, how can they be hers."

Aikawa Yusheng, who was sullen and not smiling, looked at the girl beside him, petted her head lovingly, and messed up her soft hair a little.

The old man had already folded his arms, as if watching the performance of the two people.

"You are my daughter, right?" Aikawa Yusheng turned to Amamiya Chiran and asked.

"Yeah." The girl nodded.

"Look, boss." Aikawa Yusheng looked at the old man expectantly.

"I'm really impressed by you two. Now the young couple is really having fun."

"They are not a couple, they are father and daughter." Amamiya Chiran raised her head and said to the boss firmly.

The old man laughed and scolded, "Okay, okay, since you two are so good-looking, I'll sell you a 'Father-Daughter Meal'."

"Boss, I wish you blessings like the East China Sea, longevity as long as the Southern Mountains, a son early, a family full of descendants, and an invincible golden gun..."

There seemed to be some strange idioms mixed in, but Aikawa Yusheng couldn't care less.

"What are they boasting about? Here, take these." The old man sighed with a smile and handed the things to them.

This store sells eight bridges. They are already ready-made. They only need to be boxed and made very quickly.

After taking the food, Aikawa Yusheng, a father, paid and prepared to find a place to sit and eat a little first - he was really hungry.

"How about it, daughter, is this time interesting?"

"have no idea."

"You're all smiling like this, it's not interesting." Aikawa Yuo pointed at the girl. In fact, it can only be regarded as a faint smile - but on Amamiya Chiran's face, it can indeed be regarded as "all smiling like this".

"Then, it should be interesting."

"Do you find it interesting to be treated as a daughter?" Aikawa Yusheng touched his chin and pondered, "I have decided to withdraw my elegant evaluation of you, President.

The president is essentially the same type of person as me, but I find it interesting to recognize daughters and sons, and I have several sons in the class."

Aikawa Yusheng rubbed her head again, while ignoring the gaze of Amamiya Chiran.
To be continued...
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