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

Although [Kyoto Sound] was established, it was a company not for profit after all, and more than [-]% of the profits were used for operations and employee benefits.

Therefore, Wuma Xingjin does not have as much money as he imagined, but the share of the Tokyo Autumn Art Prize contestants and various other incomes are still much richer than before.

"Is it really for me?" Haiyuan Weiyang looked a little cautious.

"Miss Haiyuan, don't forget that you still have a salary, so just accept it with peace of mind."

Walking out of the store, Miyo's temperament really attracted the attention of a group of girls.

There was a petite girl who was encouraged by her companions. She stepped forward and stammered for her contact information, but Miyo Umihara refused because she didn't have a mobile phone.

Because he was too shy, the former's eyes suddenly welled up with crystal clear eyes, and he turned around and ran away.

The maid refused too bluntly.

After a small interlude, Uma Hoshizu and Umihara Mio went to the famous [Glorious Amusement Park] near the outskirts of Tokyo and deposited their items into the amusement park.

Just two steps after following the sign, there is a carousel ahead on the left. Many tourists who have just finished high-altitude sports are holding on to the poles and lying top-heavy on the merry-go-round to rest.

On the right is a ride similar to a pirate ship, but it is much wider than the pirate ship rides Wuma Xingjin has seen. It is almost at a [-]-degree angle, and someone can be thrown off at any time.

Below there was a man in a sea anemone suit who looked like a tentacle monster, carrying a water pipe and cleaning the vomit that had been slapped on the ground from mid-air.

The clown staff under the pirate ship showed off his revolver and made strange noises, and then fired several shots to explode the apples on the tourists' heads.

The tourists nearby cheered, and the tourists who were holding the apple pulp without having their heads blown off were shocked by the magic.

Wuma Xingjin's brows jumped, and his dynamic vision captured the trajectory of the bullet.

This is obviously a real fucking gun!

What's going on at this amusement park?How could it be like this?

Would a normal amusement park aim a loaded revolver at a tourist's head and shoot?

Perhaps due to the lively admiration of the people around him, the clown became dancing.

Wuma Xingjin asked Haihara Weiyang to hide behind him. He could dodge bullets according to the direction of the gun, but there was no guarantee that he could do so while taking Haihara Weiyang with him.

The clown checked the magazine, dug into his pocket, and found that he had run out of bullets. He disappeared into the staff's changing room without interest.

Is it really a staff member?

As soon as this question arose, there was a sound of electric saws.

Not far away, a two-meter-tall, extremely fat man who looked like a mountain of meat from a distance was yelling. He pulled the activation rope hard and rushed towards the SpongeBob SquarePants holster, which was also two meters tall.

'SpongeBob' saw this and raised the Krusty Krab shovel in his hand. The electric saw splashed sparks on the shovel, and was soon cut off by the high-speed rotating teeth.

'SpongeBob SquarePants' was torn apart ruthlessly by a chainsaw, revealing the Pikachu holster inside.

Soon, the yellow mouse made a million-volt special effect sound as if there was a speaker inside. There was a crackling sound, and a burst of black smoke erupted from 'Roshan' and the chainsaw in his hand fell to the ground.

It didn't take long before he was quickly dragged away by other staff members dressed strangely.

The tourists nearby saw such a "fierce" battle and let out strange screams with blood boiling.

This place is so fucking evil.

So, that clown is really an amusement park employee?

Wuma Xingjin began to regret bringing Haihara Weiyang to such an amusement park that was so outrageous.

Fortunately, the rest of the attractions look much more normal, at least there is no Pikachu vs. Bloody Chainsaw scene.

There are many abnormal people, but there are only a few normal people.

Because he wanted to see Miss Haiyuan's panic expression, Wuma Xingjin also took her to ride exciting facilities such as roller coasters and jumping machines.

As a result, when everyone was crying loudly, only Umihara Weiyang tilted her head and looked at Wuma Xingjin.

The look in his eyes seemed to be asking why the owner was pretending to scream like everyone else even though he was not afraid?

Stretching, Wuma Xingjin took out a box of beautifully wrapped gifts and gave them to Haihara Weiyang:

"The time was short and I didn't have time to prepare properly."

In order to avoid damaging the decoration of the package, Haiyuan Weiyang carefully opened it, and inside lay a white hairband with two hollow laces embroidered on the edge. The materials were exquisite and extremely beautiful.

Haiyuan Weiyang took Wuma Xingjin's hand and ran to find the glass curtain wall of the park, looking at herself carefully.

The maid in the mirror has a tall figure and a cold and paralyzed face, but she wears a cute headband on her head. This may be the contrast.

"She matches well with Miss Umihara."

There is a cool and soft feeling on the lips, and there is also a hint of sweetness, but it is a pity that it is felt at the first touch, and there is no time to reflect carefully.

"I will treasure it and keep it well."

Umihara turned around and sipped the Tamagoyaki from the amusement park and whispered, as if she was hallucinating what happened in the past few seconds.

There were many tourists nearby. Miss Haiyuan turned out to be so bold.

But having said that, Miyoshi Miyo almost never took the initiative to kiss. Wu Ma Xingjin wanted to get close to her again, but was blocked by the maid holding a tamagoyaki.

"Sexy monkey master, don't get me wrong."

"It was just... a Christmas present."

"I like Miss Haiyuan's gift very much. When can I receive such a wonderful gift again?"

Wuma Xingjin smiled and deliberately came closer to her, their shoulders almost touching.

"There are a lot of people now...waiting to go home..."

Haiyuan Weiyang shrank her body in vain, but with her hands tightly grasping Wuma Xingjin, she could retreat no matter how far she went.

The maid lady is so cute when she is shy. You can see more of her expressions when you return to Gardenia Manor later.

There are only two people in the entire Gardenia Village, so maybe they can make some more excessive demands than usual.

Today, Haihara Weiyang will not refuse.

Just like playing football, Wu Ma Xingjin is the forward who rushes into the penalty area and shoots whenever he wants.

Chapter 137 Round.3

At 4:20 pm, Wuma Xingjin walked out of the gate of Gardenia Village again.

Based on the location provided by Tian's agent, we came to a traditional restaurant in Gotanda, Shinagawa District. As soon as we entered the door, we could hear the proprietress and the chef arguing.

vaguely heard:

[It is better to use a square gray plate than the current round plate]

【This is tradition】

[This is not used in Gion]

[It is enough for the chef to manage the kitchen well, and leave it to me to solve any problems related to the guests] and so on.

Hearing the sound of the Edo wind chimes as she opened the door, the proprietress glared at the tough-minded chef, bowed to Wu Ma Xingjin and said:

"I made you laugh."

This branch in Shinagawa District still cannot shake off the atmosphere of Kyoto, and the chef has an almost unreasonable insistence on craftsmanship and tradition.

A room behind the landlady was opened, a head popped out and said with a smile:

"Wuma, why are you here? We have been waiting for you for a long time."

Mr. Tian was drinking pineapple beer with a straw in his mouth, and his face was as red as a monkey's butt whether from excitement or from excitement.

"Listen to me, Wu Ma."

"When I came here, I stopped a tram idiot. How cool are you, Brother Tanaka?"

"Really? That's amazing."

"Who is that damn pervert?"

"it's me."

"......"

You can always come up with something new for me.

Wuma Xingjin took off his mask and saw clearly what was going on in this private room.

A quaint screen is located next to the chief position, and a bonsai is placed on the table.

The walls are neat and tidy, and there is a picture of azaleas hanging in front of flowers. The hanging scroll has an origin and seems to be a treasure from the Meiji period.

This exquisite decoration... Can Mr. Tian find such a high-quality store?

"We meet again." Sitting across from her was Miyoko Kamiko.

She had booked this restaurant, otherwise as a strange high school student from Tianzhuang, it would not be easy for the landlady to receive her with peace of mind.

Miyoko Kamiko didn't act like a die-hard fan and rushed over to confirm repeatedly whether the person in front of her was real.

She didn't want to leave a bad impression on Wuma Xingjin.

If you behave in a disgusting manner, wouldn't it mean that you will lose the chance to meet next time?

The table is already covered with food, which is this store’s signature kaiseki cuisine.

Murakami Nara was dancing and chatting with the girl sitting next to Kami Kiko.

"It's been a long time since we last met."

"Yes, how is Miss Shangxi doing lately?"

Wuma Xingjin and Shangxi Meihezi were polite, saying that they hadn't seen each other for a long time. He clearly remembered the imageless greeting from the VIP seat in the front row to the rich woman at the primary competition.

She probably got wind of this party and arranged this store.

This explains it.

Regarding the appearance of Shangxi Meihezi, Wuma Xingjin did not have many surprises.

It was just another woman who caught his eye.

This woman has fair skin, slim shoulders and a slim waist. She wears a gorgeous platycodon pattern kimono, a brocade belt, and her long hair is tied up.

Every move he makes is elegant, quiet, dignified and mature.