Traveler, High School Student, Homeless

"Why is the door closed?"

From the outside, it looks like a very ordinary restaurant with a warm decoration, but for some reason, the door is closed, and the curtain is drawn so that it is difficult to see the situation inside.

Jiang Ming was hesitating whether to knock on the door when he heard crying voices behind him.

Looking back, I saw a fairly beautiful woman running away crying, "So my bread can only be sold at a discount", and then a tall man shouted " I like it best ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

uh, what is this doing...

The sudden appearance and disappearance of two people made Jiang Ming unable to react for a while.

Looking up at the place where the two came out, it looked like a bakery.

"Is it Furukawa Bakery?"

It seems a bit familiar, is it another drama that I watched in my first life?

Jiang Ming was thinking like this, before he could recall which episode it was, the door standing in front of him suddenly opened, and a very strong, brown-black-skinned, white-haired man with a burnt-out expression He looked at Jiang Ming.

"Are you... are you here to apply for...?"

For some reason, the man had a burnt expression on his face.

"Uh, yes, yes, my name is Jiang Ming, what kind of positions can I apply for here?"

I always felt a little bad, but since the other party asked, Jiang Ming chose to answer honestly.

"My name is Wuming, or you can call me Archer, chef, can you cook?"

The man who seemed to have regained some vitality looked at Jiang Ming with a very bright look in his eyes.

"Culinary skills are okay, I still like cooking."

Jiang Ming nodded.

"Then come on, come on in first."

The man who claimed to be Wuming opened the door.

Thinking that since it was the place Kamijou Touma introduced, there should be no problem, Jiang Ming suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and walked into the restaurant in front of him.

click-

Wuming behind him immediately locked the door.

"Well, why did you lock the door..."

Jiang Ming vaguely sensed something was wrong.

"Sorry, anyway, I will find a way to make up for it later..."

Wuming just shook his head heavily.

In the slightly dim restaurant, the first thing Jiang Ming saw was the red-haired boy who had collapsed not far from the kitchen entrance and seemed to have burned out.

Then, he heard a nice girl's voice.

"Shirou, is the food still ready?"

Not far away, a golden hair emerged from a dining table that was mostly blocked by several large sofas.

"Well, I've eaten enough, Shirou, haven't you got any new dishes?"

Then, another stupid hair appeared, and at the same time, there was a voice almost exactly the same as the girl's voice just now.

"Oh, this dish is very good, Shirou, can I have another one?"

The third dull hair also popped out at this time.

Jiang Ming: "..."

Standing on tiptoe, he carefully looked at the heads over there.

The golden ones with fur, the golden ones with fur, the white ones without fur, the white ones without fur, the golden ones with fur, the white ones with fur...

Counting, it seems that there are more than ten.

More than ten, no wonder, no wonder, no wonder...

"I don't want to be hired!"

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Ming suddenly realized what was going on, turned around and wanted to run away.

"Rho Aias (Sevenfold Ring of Blazing Sky), I'm sorry, please forgive me, but since you're here, please don't leave!"

Summoning a huge shield to block Jiang Ming firmly, the white-haired man regarded death as home at this moment.

Chapter 5: Lucky high school student Touma Kamijou

"So, Jiang Ming, you have already been hired, right? It's pretty good. I heard that the two store managers of that store are very skilled, so the recruitment requirements are very strict."

Kamijou Touma patted Jiang Ming on the shoulder happily.

"……Oh."

Jiang Ming nodded indifferently, his whole body limp and motionless on the sofa.

"Uh, what's the matter, why do you look unhappy after finding a job?"

Kamijou Touma was stunned, he didn't expect Jiang Ming to react like this.

"No, I'm very happy, look how happy I am smiling."

Jiang Ming pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"So what's going on, why do you show such an expression!"

Kamijou Touma was frightened at this moment.

Afterwards, under Jiang Ming's sighing narration, Kamijou Touma learned about the disaster experience of being forced to cook more than 60 dishes in the kitchen for several hours on the afternoon of his interview application.

Although the red-haired boy and the white-haired boy who ran the restaurant made a very sincere apology to Jiang Ming afterwards, and directly paid him half a month's salary.However, the torture at that moment was too terrifying, Jiang Ming felt his legs go weak when he saw the kitchen now.

However, I have accomplished a feat in life by cooking for the thirteen dull-haired kings.

Thinking of this, I feel a little proud again.

"The King of Knights? I did hear that the owner of Weigong Family Restaurant has a good relationship with those kings, but I didn't expect that king to have so many sides."

After listening to Jiang Ming's description, Kamijou Touma wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Well, the one with the sword, the reverse one with the sword, the young one with the sword, the reverse one with the sword in the Santa suit, the reverse one with the sword in the swimsuit, the one with the water gun, the one with the gun, The one with the gun in reverse, the one with the gun in a bunny costume, the one pretending to be an assassin, the one pretending to be an assassin in reverse, the one pretending to be an assassin in a swimsuit, the one with a staff..."

Counting the large group of girls with the same face, both with and without hair, Jiang Ming felt that he might suffer from prosopagnosia.

"Ahaha, at least I found a job, and those knight kings don't come too many times. If I remember correctly, they seem to come once a week. This time is the most."

My mother once a week? !

Jiang Ming was shocked.

"Tick-tock-"

A soft sound sounded from Kamijou Touma's waist at this moment.

"Ah, a text message."

Taking out his smartphone, Kamijou Touma turned on the screen, and a string of text was quickly displayed on it.But without waiting for Jiang Ming who was on the side to see clearly what was written, Kamijou Touma turned it off and put the phone back in his trouser pocket.

"Did someone contact you?"

Jiang Ming was a little curious.

"It's nothing, I just won the first prize in the lottery ticket I bought last time."

Kamijou Touma shook his head with an indifferent expression.

"...the first prize?"

I always feel as if I heard something that is not quite right.

"Well, Dad insisted that I buy a bet, saying that if this investment fails, I will buy the lottery prize to guarantee the bottom line. I really don't understand him."

"No, wait a minute, is winning the first prize in the lottery such a casual thing?"

"Well, generally speaking, it's not easy, right? Most of my wins are second prizes, and the first prizes are about four out of ten times."

Is your name really Kamijou Touma?

Jiang Ming was completely stunned.

And this is just the beginning of Jiang Ming witnessing the young man's luck for the first time.

On the second day, Jiang Ming and Kamijou Touma went out at the same time, one went to work and the other went to school.

Then when he just went out, Kamijou Touma picked up a pure gold watch on the ground, and handed it to the patrolling policeman in a calm manner.

I went to a convenience store to buy bread, and I happened to get the grand prize of the event bread. When I got on the tram, it happened that the millionth lucky customer won the prize again.

At noon, Kamijou Toma came to the Emiya restaurant for dinner, and Jiang Ming watched as he won the special customer award with a probability of less than 0.5%, and the dishes within 3000 yuan were free of charge.

By the way, money in this world basically uses electronic currency, and paper money can be called a rare thing.In addition, in terms of purchasing power, one dollar in this world is roughly equivalent to ten dollars in China where the first Jiang Ming lives, and the purchasing power is still very high.

"You guy, are you so lucky?"

Seeing this young man who was very different from his impression, Jiang Ming felt a little envious.

"Lucky...well...ahhaha, maybe that's the case."

Kamijou Touma heard these words, but sighed, lowered his head to look at his right hand for some reason, showing a slightly complicated expression.

Good luck.

In recent years, I have been hearing this saying.

It's just that I'm still not used to it.

This feeling of returning to normal completely...

"Dangma~Dangma~ Order another order of this, this!"

The silver-haired girl who came with Kamijou Touma shouted happily, bringing the boy's consciousness back to reality, he smiled, took the menu and continued to order.

After that, it was the usual three or four days.

"I've done a good job these days. Although it's not as good as mine, it's at least a lot better than that naive brat over there. It's worthy of praise."