The hotel owner, who had drank several cups of hot tea, was looking at the two of them with a smile.

Hermione lowered her little head at the speed of light, "Mr. Yasuda, when did you come here?"

Vincent met his suggestive eyes generously and said, "She's always there."

"Ah - um - really? Hahaha -"

Her laughter was extremely exaggerated, as if she was trying to hide something.

Yasuda put down his teacup and stood up, "Please wait a moment, both of you, I'm going to prepare breakfast now."

Only when his footsteps could no longer be heard, Hermione dared to raise her little head.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"This is nothing to be embarrassed about." Vincent shrugged nonchalantly.

"We're all just 12-year-olds."

Hermione wanted to say that she was actually 13 years old.

And he doesn't look like he's 12 years old.

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Chapter completed!