"Huh? What reason can persuade you, Mr. Baichuan?"

"It's better that you don't know."

The short-haired female store manager said something and said: "No matter what, since you want to accompany Xiaojin, Baichuan-kun, I'll leave it to you."

"This year I finally don't have to carry Xiaojin with me! This time I want to be the sales champion!"

"Stop dreaming, Sister Liyin, your subject matter is destined to make you impossible to become the sales champion."

Seeing that the two childhood sweethearts were about to quarrel over ideas, Shirakawa Zehei quickly stepped in the middle and said: "Ms. Hinata, you should pay more attention to Watanabe-san's store. No matter how different the target customer groups are,

It should still have an impact.”

"Well... that's true, but I can't stop him... I can still accept it if I can get rid of that fool and pay a little bit of customer traffic."

"Xiaojin, remember to use your Twitter account to help me promote!"

"I know, you don't even give me advertising money. Sister Liyin, you are really stingy."

"If I treat you to dinner, won't it count as advertising expenses? What else do you want? How about selling you my employees?"

Hard, hard, the fist of the God of Pure Love is hard.

When Hinata Rione saw this situation, he immediately gave in and said, "You're just kidding... You guys go to work well, I'll go back and continue reading comics~"

The female coffee shop owner came and left just as quickly, and disappeared from the two of them in the blink of an eye. The fisherman girl stood there in a daze for a while, and was finally woken up by a slap on the back of the head by Shirakawa Zehei.

"It's work."

"Eh... so fast. Wait, Shirakawa-san, you haven't shown me the notes you typed yet! There must be something wrong with my notes..."

…

On the way home in the evening, Isshikiha and Shirakawa each had a box of octopus balls, walking slowly and chatting casually.

"Shirakawa-san, if you hadn't secretly hacked me in the line comments, this box of takoyaki would now be a dish in a luxury family restaurant."

"I'm not slandering you, don't talk nonsense." Shirakawa Zeping picked an entry point and refused to admit it whether he died or not.

"Hmph, your reaction says it all! It's just to get back at you, so I reduced the meal to a box of takoyaki!"

"Really? Then I'm really at a loss."

"Please, please make your tone of regret stronger." Isshiki Haori Nishiki complained dissatisfiedly, then she picked up a small octopus ball, and suddenly said in surprise: "Shirakawa-san, look, this child looks so cute, it's me

The cutest of all the little balls!”

"But it looks like it's crying. Is it because it feels honored to be sacrificed to Isshikiha-sama?" The fish girl looked at Maruko happily and said proudly.

Shirakawa Zehei ruthlessly complained: "Maybe it's because I'm not willing to turn it into calories and become your fat."

"???Shirakawa-san! If you can speak, just write a book, okay?!"

"No need, no time."

"Well, although Shirakawa-san, what you said is very exaggerated, the problem of calorie intake is also difficult to deal with... I'll give it to you!"

"don't want."

"Why! She's obviously so cute."

"You licked it."

"???You're talking nonsense! My tongue has never even touched this child."

"Even if you haven't licked it, then this is still your little ball. If you give it to me, wouldn't it be like fighting for love?"

"This is the tauren element you hate the most. Do you really want to experience it for yourself?"

Isshiki Haorijin: "???"

"Shirakawa-san, you must be a devil, why do you make such ordinary things so scary all of a sudden..."

"Just tell me if you want to eat it for me."

"No! I would rather gain weight myself than kill all the bulldogs in the world!"

Isshiki Yu said and bit down the whole ball in one bite. His cheeks suddenly bulged up and looked like they would deflate if pressed.

"Hmm...Shirakawa-kun...the sauce is so thick...I can't swallow it...ahem..."

Shirakawa Zehei handed her a bottle of water. He didn't know whether it was because he had been staying with the two book painters for a long time, or because of other circumstances, but he always felt that Isshikiha's speech just now had a vague feeling of speeding...

The wheels were rolling, the lights were flashing, and in the end, only two tire tracks from the drift were left on the scene...

Well, an illusion, this is definitely an illusion.

The fishing girl finished a box of octopus balls, ran to the trash can on the roadside with the packaging box, and disposed of the things according to classification. Then she clapped her hands and came over and said: "It's finally over, I'm so full~"

"Didn't you just eat an omelette rice from the store for dinner?"

The girl replied sternly: "This is a snack! It does not count towards the daily meal intake."

"..."

Hey, woman, go back and get on the scale and let you see what cruelty is!

"By the way, Shirakawa-san, is it really okay for me to go to the beachside sleepover you mentioned before?" After eating and drinking, the cute little Ishikiha started the chat mode again: "Obviously I am not a member of the calligraphy club."

"It's okay, Ishihara-san is going too."

"Really? Then I can rest assured! I will pay the activity fee!"

"By the way, I didn't ask you last time. Asano-san's grades have reached a point where you can't teach him. Do you still want to continue tutoring?"

When this topic was brought up, the familiar snapping sound seemed to ring in Isshiki's ears again...

That was the sound of a scumbag being slapped in the face by a top student.

She sighed and said regretfully: "Although I have lost the motivation to study, studying with you, Shirakawa-san, is still very helpful..."

"I really hope that there will be another little angel with the same cuteness as Asano-san, so that I can definitely cheer up again!"

"Continue, okay?"

"I will continue, but can I reduce the frequency a little bit? If it continues as frequently as before, my will may not be able to bear it..."

"..."

Don't describe me as some kind of devil. I'm sometimes gentle when I'm tutoring.

"Ah~ great, I can go to the beach again this year... Hey, Shirakawa-san, besides staying with the calligraphy club and going to anime i with me, do you have any other plans during the summer vacation?"

"No."

"Shirakawa-san, are you a fat otaku? This is a rare youth!"

"I don't have any special arrangements for the summer vacation. If nothing else happens, I should be doing my own thing at home alone."

"It sounds so boring...Does Shirakawa-san really not plan to go out at all?"

Shirakawa Zeping sneered twice and did not answer this question.

Summer vacation? Going out? Impossible. It's impossible to go out. It's impossible to go out during this summer vacation. You can only rely on improving your skills at home and trying hard to survive!

…

The next day, in the school director's office, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses said to the two students in front of him with a smile.

"Shirakawa-san, Hayakawa-san, in view of the outstanding talent shown by Shirakawa-san last time and the stable talent level of Hayakawa-san, the school hopes that you two can participate in a piano competition together during the summer vacation..."

"What do you think...how should we negotiate regarding the time for practice?"

Shirakawa Zeping: "..."

This wave, this wave will not die unless the flag is planted.
Chapter completed!