I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

From this point of view, Miyo Miyo's conservative maid outfit with a skirt that goes past her calf is the most normal among them.

The maid had a poor sense of direction. After driving around for half an hour, she found the unscrupulous old woman selling strawberries on a busy street corner.

The rest becomes easy.

The old woman stubbornly refused to refund the money, and even said that Weiyang Haihara was trying to defraud her, a lonely old man, out of her money. She scolded her loudly in an attempt to attract the attention of people around her.

"This is not from my family. Stop using such things to slander others!"

Haiyuan Weiyang was unmoved and said firmly: "You sold it."

Human beings are visual animals. On the one hand, there is a young and beautiful maid, and on the other hand, there is a simple old woman.

Even though the former is pleasing to the eye, one subconsciously prefers the weak old lady. After all, the former looks a bit hot and compelling.

Occasionally, thoughtful people will wonder, do those who can afford to hire a maid care about such a small amount of money?

People are always blind and follow the crowd, and many people are whispering that targeting an elderly man is a bit excessive.

"I also bought that old lady's [Light Snow]. I tasted a few and it seemed pretty good. It's not what the maid said."

"Yes, the quality looks good. I guess I suffered a loss from other places, so I want to vent my anger."

"It's because the old lady is easy to bully by herself. There are quite a few people with psychological problems nowadays. Maybe..."

"Isn't it just a little strawberry? Isn't that maid's master too fussy about it?"

Haihara Weiyang, who originally just wanted to refund the money, turned frosty.

He stared intently in front of the stall for a few seconds. After confirming, he neatly swept all the boxes containing [Light Snow] on the stall cart to the ground.

A pile of pale pink strawberry bones were rolling on the ground, with some extremely poor quality ones mixed in, which looked very eye-catching.

Sure enough, it was the same as the one bought by Wuma Xingjin, a shoddy product.

"What are you doing!" The old woman immediately became anxious and angrily pointed at the latter's nose and cursed.

"Money back"

"If you don't compensate me for all my losses today, you can't leave!"

Haiyuan Weiyang said nothing, her eyes were cold.

It was a serious dereliction of duty as a maid to damage the master's reputation, but the old woman in front of her not only refused to compensate and apologize, but instead blamed Wuma Xingjin.

Unforgivable.

But before Haihara Weiyang could make her next move, customers surrounded her angrily.

They picked at the strawberries they bought and found that it was exactly what the iceberg maid said. There were only a few normal ones on the surface, and many rotten and gray ones underneath.

Due to the large flow of people, there are many customers who have purchased Old Lady [Danxue]. However, most people do not buy fruits and eat them while walking. They usually take them home and wash them.

So what I found out the first time was really not there. When I opened it with anticipation and found out that I had been deceived, I would choose to do more than do less, and secretly swallowed this lesson.

There are only a few people like Haihara Weiyang who come to him immediately.

The people next to him have already begun to accumulate anger points.

"Isn't this bullying honest people?"

"Do honest people deserve to be bullied?"

A girl threw away the strawberries in her hand with an ugly look on her face. The boyfriend next to her felt that she could not bear it, and his face turned from red to black. He took three steps and asked the old woman:

"You old guy! How dare you sell something like this to me! I can't spare you."

Many times people swallow their anger but no one stands up and is the first person to wipe away the mottled dust on justice.

Now that Haihara Weiyang has come forward, more and more people are condemning it.

Some people took out their mobile phones and clicked photos, then hung their heads and tapped their phones wildly, complaining about the old woman's behavior online, but they did not dare to say a word while standing at the scene.

When the old woman saw that something was wrong, she immediately covered her chest and pretended to be out of breath and fell down. She yelled, "My heart is not good" and slowly lay down. Her movements seemed to be afraid of falling if she was in a hurry.

The young boyfriend quickly let go and gasped to clarify: "I didn't touch her."

The money for strawberries is a trivial matter, and my girlfriend will get over it after being angry and coaxing her. But if this old guy takes advantage of me, I will have to pay off the debt for half my life.

His great life has just begun!The young boyfriend began to regret his recklessness. He had been deceived if he had known he was being deceived, so why did he come to trouble this old guy?

The girlfriend next to him silently held his hand. She could see clearly from the side. Although Mizutani-kun was a bit impatient, she didn't hate this kind of male chauvinism that favored girls.

As a traditional Japanese girl, it is not a bad thing for her man to be tougher.

What's more, it was because of her that he was angry, and Mizutani-kun was usually very dull.

With the support of his girlfriend, Mizutani's restless heart calmed down. Just as he was about to call the police, the very beautiful maid next to him glanced at them and slowly spoke to the old woman lying on the ground pretending to be dead:

"If this matter is reported to the Ministry of Health and Welfare and the Food Safety Management Association, with so many people present, how much compensation can be paid?"

Thinking that although Wuma Xingjin was low-key and restrained, he would still choose to meddle in other people's affairs when he saw such injustice, Haihara Weiyang paused and continued:

"I believe my master won't mind mentioning it to them."

The two of them are so busy all day long, how can they care about such trivial matters.

But one thing that works everywhere is whether you have the 'power' to speak, and obviously the owner of this maid has this ability.

The people present looked at Umihara Weiyang curiously, and they all guessed the identity of the owner.

I thought she was a cosplayer, but I didn't expect that she was actually a maid, a real maid, not the rap-singing and dancing maid in the maid cafe who casts magic on the omelette rice.

Although it is as cold as a piece of ice, even if there is no cold wind, it will make people feel inaccessible and cold, and they can only take a look from a distance.

The maid uniform was tightly wrapped, but it made her look even more sexy, and her appearance was even more impeccable.

The girls present felt hot on their faces when they saw him, and their carefully dressed makeup was not as good as the other girl's face which had no makeup at all.

How can a guy be so lucky to have such a maid?

Mizutani couldn't help but take a second look, which made his girlfriend twist the soft flesh around her waist several times with a smile, and he grimaced in pain.

The sweet looks of the two of them were all in sight, and Haihara Weiyang pursed her lips, thinking of her master, who seemed to have never been so close to her, as if she had eaten lemon-flavored gummies.

"I'll pay, I'll pay. This is [-] yen, please keep it."

The old woman immediately got up. Her movements were so flexible that she didn't look like an old man at all. She originally wanted to fool her, but she didn't expect that the other party would definitely pursue the matter to the end.

The old woman is bad but not stupid. A family that can afford to hire a maid is not something she can come into contact with.

What's more, it's a maid like Miyoshi Umihara who looks extremely professional at first glance, and the identity of her master is beyond her imagination.

For a moment, I felt miserable. Is it easy to make some money? Why does the maid of a big shot insist on being in trouble with me?

"What about mine?"

"Give it back to you. This is your rotten strawberry. I will never buy anything from you again. What a bad luck!"

Mizutani and his girlfriend took the refunded [-] yen and left. Other people who had been deceived also came forward to ask for it.

Of course, the old woman would only refund those who held the strawberries.

As for the others, she will not retreat if her words are unfounded.

Chapter 133: The person caught in the trap

More than two hours have passed...

Haihara Weiyang returned to Gardenia Village with a large bag of ingredients in her hand.

Wuma Xingjin's hearing was sharp. When he heard Haihara Weiyang's footsteps on the floor heavier than usual, he didn't put down the bookmark. He immediately dropped the book and took the shopping bag in her hand.

Putting the ingredients aside, Wuma Xingjin took Haihara Weiyang's hand. Even though the shopping bag was designed to prevent pain from being strangled, her hand was still red from being strangled.

Wuma Xingjin looked at it distressedly for a while, then brought a hot towel to apply it on, and said in a reproachful tone:

"Next time you buy so much, remember to call me and don't force yourself."

Umihara Weiyang thought of the way the Mizutani couple held hands, lowered her head and said nothing.

While applying hot compress, he rubbed Haihara Weiyang's forearm and lifted it all the way. Such a slender arm must be extremely sore.

Seeing that Haiyuan Weiyang was a little low-key, Wuma Xingjin thought that his tone was a little harsh and said warmly:

"I'm not good at housework. If Miss Haiyuan is injured, I don't know what to do in such a big place."

"Thanks to you usually."

"So let's take a rest today and leave dinner to me."

To be honest, if you were an ordinary person, you would just ignore the inconspicuous thing of having your palms pinched red, and it would be fine after a while.

But Wuma Xingjin is such a person. Because he has lost important people, he cherishes the people around him more.

Sincere and sincere feelings without any trace of politeness or hypocrisy.

After giving unreservedly but being hurt, Wuma Xingjin closed his heart. The appearance of Arakawa Kotoyuki pierced his world like a beam of light.

Arakawa Kotoyuki is struggling to chase what he lost, and he is looking for his lost self.

Two people who had lost everything met and unexpectedly became the objects of each other's admiration.

"please continue......"

Um?Wuma Xingjin was confused.

Haiyuan Weiyang threw away the obstructive hot towel, took Wuma Xingjin's hand and put it on her chest, her eyes trembling, fear and helplessness flashed through:

"I'm scared. What is this feeling?"

"I thought about it for a long time along the way. I'm obviously just the master. Why do I have other thoughts besides serving you?"

"It's like just putting my hands here, my heart is beating so fast."

The questions that I have been unable to figure out in the past few days have clogged Haihara Weiyang's small world. At first, she only regarded Wuma Xingjin as a person who likes to do obscene things.

But as time went by, she discovered that this boy cared about her own thoughts more than anyone else.

She only had one style of maid uniform, but Wuma Xingjin could always tell at a glance that she had changed into new clothes.

Then he smiled and said, "This outfit was ironed very carefully. The waist must have been ironed more than yesterday's one." '

Or maybe he was worried that she would be bored at home, so he often brought flowers back from the flower shop and sat on the tatami together to learn how to arrange flowers.

Umihara Weiyo is not interested in flower arrangements, but the scent of flowers in the room also has a light fragrance on her body, which would make anyone feel happy.