The sunset in Tokyo is not as good as Rende College. There are no energetic members of the photography department taking photos at the door, nor are there any sunset shining on the sidewalk through the ginkgo trees in the courtyard walls, mottled memories on the ground.

So Asura Chuan could only lean on the counter and wait for the manager to get him milk from the freezer, and then turned his attention to the ivy across the street.

Fortunately, no matter where the ivy grows, it looks prosperous.

"Brother, do you like that girl?" The manager put the milk on the counter and suddenly asked when Torikawa was taking change from his pocket.

Asuka was stunned for a moment, but he didn't look up and was still searching for 500 yen coins: "It's not a question."

"Yes," the store manager sighed, "It's actually quite unreliable to fall in love at first sight. I went from Tokyo to Hyogo Prefecture for a girl, and I thought I would be from Kansai in the future, but... things are always cruel. I went back to Tokyo in a daze. When I went to an izakaya to drink, I met my wife. I was just drunk and messed up, but who knew that I would have been in trouble all my life."

"Give it, 700 yen." Asakawa handed the coin to the store manager.

He didn't say what happened to him and that girl back then, but Asakawa knew that he was telling him that it would be fruitless to chase some emotions. Instead, he encountered inadvertently, the girl who was originally inconspicuous in your eyes might be with you for the rest of your life.

"Ha, don't care. Although she won't come in the future, maybe you will meet her elsewhere, and that's really fate."

When the store manager saw that the handsome guy was not in a bad mood, he quickly changed his words.

Asahikawa nodded slightly and waved his hand to leave: "I think I'll see you again, too."

Less than ten minutes after Asikawa left, a noise sounded at the door.

Yuki Ai almost flew off the bike, kicking off the stand smoothly, and then took out a few coins from her dirty vest.

"I'm back, the store manager, this is milk money."

The vest was taken out from the storage room by the store manager. He had already treated this thing as garbage.

But because Yuki Ai didn't have time to change her uniform, she happily put on her vest, even if it would make her look like a scavenger.

However, this vest can protect her most precious student union president's uniform from being dirty and messy.

Because of insufficient staff today, she spends most of her time sorting out goods in the back warehouse, and there are even oil stains on the iron racks.

For Yuki Ai, who once made money by washing clothes for others, she knew how dangerous oil stains were.

The sweat on his face was stained with dust from the back warehouse, and his hair was too late to clean up. Yuki liked to tie it on top of his head with a cheap plastic hairpin and turned into a bun.

In fact, Yuki Ai is definitely not bad when dressing up well, but the long-term malnutrition and dirty working environment have covered this pearl with dust.

He has a pale face and a thin body, and his body is weak, but he is very quick to do work, and his eyes are always clear, which makes people feel at ease when they look at it, and they cannot feel pity.

She is far from those at the bottom who are overwhelmed by life.

Yuki Ai has an inexplicable confidence in her, and life cannot crush her, giving people the illusion that she may be able to get rid of the mud tomorrow.

"This is the next trip," the store manager placed another paper bag on the counter, "the address says on the list."

"OK!"

Yuki Ai responded and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his wrist.

This move has almost become her habit, because she often has to carry bricks and cargo and other part-time jobs that are easy to find, so most Yuki Ai wears gloves on her hands. This sweat-wiping action is not just her, but most of the workers on the construction site are like this.

"I'll have to rest for two minutes, the milk won't go bad... Besides, the milk in the store is so fresh." The manager turned out to be abnormal and did not let Yuki Ai work immediately.

Yuki Ai was a little flattered and looked at the store manager and lowered his head: "Thank you."

"A guy just talked to me about you."

“Eh?”

"He is very handsome, handsome."

"Where did I do it well?" Yuki Ai was a little nervous. Why did this development look like a rhythm like "customer complaining, store manager interviewing"?

"Where are you, Yuki, you did a good job, it's not a job mistake. He seems to be interested in you and asked about you."

Yuki Ai breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it is not deducted wages, everything is easy to say.

"It must be a mistake," Yuki Ai held his hands together and hung in front of him, leaning against the place where Akikawa just leaned over, looking down at his sneakers that he could no longer wash.

"How can a handsome boy like me? His clothes are dirty, and his shoes are always cheap sneakers for men. He can only take a shower when he comes home every day. He is not cute and does not understand popular things..."

Ai Yuki was originally just looking for an excuse to swear the store manager, but as she spoke, a boy's back suddenly appeared in her mind.

Beautiful...

No matter how handsome he is, he is not as good as Kangu Jun, right?

As soon as this abstract boy was brought to the person he knew, Yuki Ai felt a little strange and bitter in his heart.

Kamiya Jun is gentle and handsome, and he knows how to do more and has a lot of grades. Although his family is not as wealthy as those noble students, it makes Yuki Ai feel a kind of truth within reach.

But it is this sense of reality that mixed with the shortcomings she scolded her just now, which made her nose even more sore.

She looked up at the convenience store shelves where goods were stored.

From the first day she worked here, she noticed the lemon-flavored soda in the drink area.

A small glass bottle, light yellow liquid filled with the surging summer, thought it would make her recall the hot afternoon in Venus Castle.

But the price of 450 yen is still too expensive for her. She can buy four bottles of mineral water, or buy a box of pencils for Yuta, and buy a cute clip for Xiaohui...

Or maybe you save an extra 450 yen for your mother's upcoming surgery to prepare for the necessary expenses after the surgery.

No matter how the operation is, she has no face to trouble Chuluo anymore, so Yuki Ai has been working hard to earn money recently, and then contacted those relatives who are willing to recognize them one by one.

Maybe he will come to borrow money in the future. As long as he is willing to borrow money, Yuki Ai will be willing to kneel down and kowtow on the spot, and will definitely pay it back as soon as possible.

Besides, there are free buckets of water available to employees in the store, so even if Yuki Ai is thirsty, he will just just look at it.

Pussed her lips, she forced herself to look away from the shelves.

This was probably the strongest wish in her part-time job in the second half of the summer, but she didn't get the bottle of lemon soda after all.

The last chance she gave herself to be willful was spent in the souvenir shop in Ise City... the three expensive osmanthus were filled with sincere feelings for the three people.

From then on, she will no longer buy unnecessary things for herself.

"I've had a rest from the store manager!"

"Hey? Ah...Okay, be careful on the road."

"Okay store manager!"
Chapter completed!