I just want to live in peace, I refuse to fall in love

Chapter 81 Do You Think I Still Have a Chance
Saturday, Shirakawa Kazuya’s house.

Putting the prepared breakfast on the table, Shirakawa Kazuya came to Xiangzi's bed and patted the pillow.

"Xiangzi, get up quickly and eat." Shirakawa Kazuya shook Xiangzi awake.

Xiangzi rubbed her eyes drowsily, pulled the quilt down to her stomach, and slowly sat up. A burst of fragrant and warm heat hit Shirakawa Kazuya's face.

"I'm going to work in an izakaya. You should take good care of the house and don't forget to study!"

Shirakawa Kazuya pulled up her slightly slipped shoulder straps, touched her head and gave instructions.

Xiangzi leaned against him in a daze and said vaguely, "Okay, I understand. Goodbye, Onisan."

Feeling the two arms hugging his neck tightly, Shirakawa Kazuya was a little bit dumbfounded, "Xiangzi, move your hands away, or I won't be able to leave."

"Okay, I'm getting up."

Xiangzi's hands were still holding his neck tightly, her eyes were closed, her voice slowly became smaller, and she was obviously about to fall asleep again.

Shirakawa Kazuya was a little helpless and could only use his special move, "We said last time that Sun Wukong learned this and returned to Huaguo Mountain. In order to train the children, he went to Aolai Country and borrowed many weapons."

Xiangzi suddenly opened her eyes and asked curiously, "After going to Huahua Mountain, where is Aolai Country?"

"It's Huaguo Mountain, not Huaguo Mountain. As for where Aolai Country is? I'll tell you in the evening."

Shirakawa Kazuya saw that Xiangzi was energetic, smiled and pulled her two arms off her neck, then stood up and prepared to go out.

"Onisan the big liar!" Xiangzi also woke up and knew that Shirakawa Kazuya deliberately told the beginning of the story in order to get herself up.

"How can the storyteller thing be called cheating? Remember to eat!" Shirakawa Kazuya laughed and ran out of the house.

Arriving at the station slowly, he saw Nagata Chinatsu sitting on a bench, waving to him.

"Shirakawa-kun, are you going to the izakaya too?" Nagata Chinatsu held a half-eaten burrito in her other hand.

"Yes, I made an appointment with Mrs. Miyagi yesterday to go work there today."

"Me too, my mother sent me a message today asking me to help, saying that there will be more people on weekends." Nagata Chinatsu stuffed the last bite of the burrito into her mouth.

The blue bus slowly drove into the platform, and the door opened to them, making a puffing sound.

"Let's go, Nagata-san, let's go together and make a small contribution to the future of Japan's food industry."

Shirakawa Kazuya raised his collar and said with a tone and gesture that was as if he was standing high.

"General, I will always follow you!"

Nagata Chinatsu looked like a hot-blooded young man with a crew cut and raised his fist, very cooperative.

Under the confused look in the bus driver's eyes, the two got on the bus, ignored other people's looks, and found a seat in the back to sit down.

"Isn't Xiangzi here today?" Nagata Chinatsu opened the car window, and the wind ruffled her hair.

"No, she stayed in bed in the morning and couldn't get up." Shirakawa Kazuya mentioned Xiangzi with a gentle smile on his lips.

"It's been ten years. It seems that our three Musketeers in the food world are destined not to get together again today." Nagata Chinatsu sighed and put a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Ever since the Battle of Shoji, we have gone our separate ways, and today is the first time we have met since our separation."

Shirakawa Kazuya looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and tears seemed to flash in his eyes.With the superb acting skills of the two, the bus slowly arrived at its destination.

Before the two of them entered the door, they saw Shimoda Kazuto squatting at the door and smoking. The other party saw Shirakawa Kazuya and handed over a cigarette, "Want one?"

"I won't smoke cigarettes. Nagata-san, go in first." Shirakawa Kazuto smiled and rejected the cigarettes handed over by Shimoda Kazuto, and gave Nagata Chika a wink, signaling her to go in first.

"Okay, I'll go in first and help pack things up."

Nagata Chinatsu could see that Kazuto Shimoda had something to do with Kazuya Shirakawa, and she also disliked Kazuto Shimoda, so she opened the door and walked in without saying much.

Listening to the sound of the wooden door closing behind him, Shirakawa Kazuya squatted next to Shimoda Kazuto, "Shimoda-san, what do you want from me?"

"It's nothing, let's chat casually." Kazuto Shimoda showed his crooked teeth, smiled, and blew out a puff of smoke.

Shirakawa Kazuya smiled, "Let me guess, it's because of the all-purpose sauce?"

"Yes, but not entirely." Shimoda Kazuto's face was obscured by the smoke, making it difficult to see his current expression.

"That's why I came here to work today." Shirakawa Kazuya turned his attention to the fashion store opposite. There was no one in the store today.

"Baichuan-kun is really smart." Shimoda Kazuto threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out with his foot, and twisted it again.

He looked at Shirakawa Kazuya and remembered the failed game that day.This young man defeated him in the field he was most proud of in his life. It would be false to say that his self-confidence was not affected.

"Shirakawa-kun is really smart. He is the first in his grade in school and can serve as a general in an izakaya. He is also a talented person and must be very popular with girls. I see that Mrs. Miyagi's daughter is paying close attention to you." Shimoda Tell people the truth.

"Shimoda-san might as well say it straight." Shirakawa Kazuya didn't want to accompany him as the Riddler here.

"I can give you a sum of money, and then you take the money and never show up here again. How about that?" Shimoda Kazuto told his true purpose.

"I'm afraid this is not appropriate." Shirakawa Kazuya had already stood up and dusted off his clothes without asking how much the money was.

"It will be very difficult for me to deal with you here. I can't live with you either in terms of face or reputation. Don't you ask Mr. Baichuan about the price?"

A general who can be replaced at any time is a shame in his life. His dignity in the past few decades does not allow him to be treated like this.

But Shirakawa Kazuya had already opened the wooden door and said without looking back, "No need, Shimoda-san. I'm not short of money, and I also promised Mrs. Miyagi."

The moment Shirakawa Kazuya was about to close the wooden door, Shimoda Kazuto looked at his back and said with a smile, "Do you think I still have a chance?"

What responded to him was the sound of two wooden doors colliding together.

Shimoda Kazuto stood there, his hands in his pockets trembling slightly.

He shakily took out the cigarette case, took out a cigarette from it, and put it in his mouth.

He took out a box of matches from another pocket and wiped them with shaking hands several times without lighting them.

"Dry!"

Shimoda Kazuto forced a hoarse voice from his throat, he bit the cigarette in half, the front half fell to the ground, and was kicked far away by him.

Exhaling half of the cigarette in his mouth on the ground, Shimoda Kazuto put on his hood, put his pockets in his pockets and left.

(End of this chapter)