Society fears that young people don’t want to be literary godfathers

"of course it's true."

Kurihara Saki waved her hands and shrugged as if nothing happened - but soon, she seemed to have thought of something and slowly spoke:

"...Don't hang out with the guests and delay the doorman or concert work - after all, being pestered by the guests will be very troublesome."

"Oh......"

Mochizuki nodded obediently. At this moment, Mochizuki was quite like a good boy who listens to his mother.

"Also, tie your tie better for me... Squat down and I'll tie it for you."

"okay."

"Pfft..."

Although there was always a faint girlish feeling emerging in her heart, seeing the two best friends chatting away without a word, Takegami Kasumi couldn't help but snickered twice and patted the two children gently. Shoulder:

"Okay, okay... Speaking of which, your outfits are really great. It feels like you could wear them and go on stage for a concert."

"?"

"?!"

Almost exactly the same.

The expressions of Mochizuki Ri and Kurihara Saki changed instantly.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no!"

Almost running at the same time, the two children, who were already a bit socially anxious, immediately shouted:

"This is a concert, how can you go on stage dressed like this... No, absolutely not!"

"Humph, this is what you two look like."

Kasumi Takegami shook her head slightly and said, "Do you know Uncle Ya from the band Queen? He went to the concert wearing jump pants. You two are so handsome and cute in your clothes, why can't you go?"

"Yes, but we are not some superstars! Ali's suit is fine, but I am wearing a maid outfit. My fans will definitely kill me for this!"

"No, neither can I! I have to wear this outfit to be a doorman for the school festival. If others see me standing on stage for a concert wearing a doorman outfit, they will definitely laugh at me—"

"Okay...don't be nervous~"

Gently comforting the two children, Takegami Kasumi took out sunglasses and put them on:

"Don't worry, you will be the prettiest the moment you step on stage - just relax, it will be fine."

"......"

It was a bit unexpected that the dog-eyed young president would put on sunglasses on himself, and both Mochizuki and Kurihara Saki were a little stunned.

But......I don't know why.

The boys and girls wearing sunglasses felt like they were being sedated.

In an instant, feeling calm again, the people in the sloth fish stopped making noises and began to calm down a lot.

"...Wait a minute,? It seems to be working."

Looking at the low-saturation world in front of him through his sunglasses, Mochizuki's voice became much calmer:

"I feel much better. What's going on? Is it my imagination?"

"?Me too."

Lifting the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, Kurihara Saki didn't know why, but he didn't seem so nervous anymore:

"It's strange, why do I suddenly feel at ease??"

"...After all, this thing is your emotional limiter."

Looking at the two young girls who looked like godfathers and godmothers when they put on sunglasses, the little president with dog eyes nodded with satisfaction:

"Not bad, not bad, your outfit is really cool...will you perform on stage with this style in the future?"

"Alright, I need to think about it - but this outfit seems to be okay. After putting on sunglasses, my bellman temperament seems to be slowly dissipating."

.......You don't have the temperament of a doorman to begin with.

"?Saki, I have to think about it too - but I feel that I do look a little better after wearing sunglasses. I feel that a certain sweet temperament that does not suit me is slowly dissipating, and my mature heritage is returning. "

.....You don't look very mature, do you?

Looking at the two sloth fish who seemed to be terminally ill, the little president with dog eyes who always felt like he was a little mother couldn't help but sigh.

However, it was also on this slightly speechless day.

The costumes and song list for Sloth Fish's first concert have indeed been arranged.

Soon, time came to the day of Momoyama-en School Festival: Concert.

........

ps: It feels like it’s almost done and it’s ready to go.

pps: Recommend a book about siblings and friends.

@"I signed my signature on Miss Satan's back"

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The seven sins of sissy + Miss Satan.

Summary:

Naïse is a scumbag prosecutor known in hell.

Telling what she had done made all hell sigh that she was still alive.

Satan signed behind his back and arrogantly worshiped in front of him,

Showing off in jealousy, pretending to be aloof in anger,

Lazy at work and diligent at work, greedy at the waist but self-disciplined,

Gluttony is in the hands of thrift, lust is in the bed.

If you want to ask who is the craziest in hell, it is the scumbag girl in front of the gate of hell.

(PS: Miss Satan is a girl plus the Seven Sins Mother)

126. The concert opens, today this place is called Sloth Fish Plaza Seven Thousand

Mochizuki Ri actually had no impression of the school festival.

During the three years of high school, he usually played the role of a marginalized person, hiding in an abandoned empty classroom and playing with the switch in this beautiful day of family happiness - although he was occasionally caught by the class teacher Sakuraba Risa who was wandering around, but Since the cheap teacher only needs some snacks to deal with it, the boy can basically spend the school festival alone without anyone disturbing him.

However, today is different.

After all, he was currently participating in the school festival as a senior high school graduate. With such a symbolic title, Mochizuki was not spared, and was finally arrested by his squad leader to work as a waiter in the maid restaurant. Child, there is no room for detours at all.

Now, the time spent playing games alone has been completely wiped out... Looking at the kitchen maid Kurihara, who was forcibly taken to cook like herself, stood in front of her class and nodded and smiled, acting as a doorman. Mochizuki nodded slightly awkwardly and ushered the guests into the class one by one, feeling as heavy as a dead person.

The business of the maid restaurant in Class A of the third year is quite prosperous. Although the element of maid is no longer common in Japanese high schools, but I heard that there is a little chef in the restaurant who is sitting in a wheelchair and is similar to an aloof idol. The doorman, quite a few boys and girls were still attracted, and walked into the small classroom with bright eyes ready to spend money.

Yes... although it is outrageous, the people among the sloth fish who were forcibly recruited did drive the sales of the Class A maid restaurant in three years.

After a while, the small classroom was overcrowded, and it felt like it couldn't be crowded.

And the terrible thing is that Mr. Mochizuki, who is standing at the door wearing a cheap suit as a doorman, is still surrounded by a group of girls.

"Hello, little brother~ I think you are quite handsome. Can you add a line?"

"I don't have a line."

"Hey, little brother doorman, are you free this weekend? Do you want to play together?"

"I'm sleepy."

"Pfft...what's going on with this handsome boy from Class A? Why do you feel so cold?"

"Because I don't like to talk by nature."

"Haha... The doorman, senior, is aloof. I feel like you might be more popular if you smile."

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.... It can be said that today is the day when Mochizuki wants to hit a wall the most.

Although due to his temperament, this guy's expression and tone are quite cold and calm when he speaks, and there is no sense of service warmth at all - but for some reason, many girls seem to like his cold tone. The desire to tease also rose.

Fortunately, in the end, Tsugawa Yuu led the football team to the rescue in time, and several girls who were close to each other finally left the scene slightly embarrassed. Otherwise, Mochizuki, the little doorman who has always been expressionless and perfunctory, might really be beaten. The woman was completely overwhelmed.

"...Okay, it's okay - keep working hard."

Looking at the embarrassing Faxiao in front of him, Jinchuan Yu patted Teacher Dali on the shoulder:

"It's really hard for you as a doorman...and you have to deal with such a group of customers who want to tease you. It's really a bit too annoying."

"...I don't know why, it's my first time as a doorman, but I encountered this kind of thing."

Mochizuki said to himself, but his expression was a little embarrassed - it could be seen that although he was calm on the surface, he was actually about to fall down:

"No one noticed me before, but today it's unusual... This is too strange."

"Haha, what does this mean - after all, you dressed up well today."

Laughing loudly, looking at his oily hair, pink face, suit and tie, Yu Tsukawa nodded with satisfaction:

"I have to say, this is the most serious time you have dressed yourself up in the three years of high school... How are you, are you ready for today's concert?"

"Ready."

Mochizuki nodded, then turned his head and glanced at Kurihara Saki who was cooking in the kitchen. Although he didn't know why the silver-haired piggy's eyes were a little erratic, the young man still said:

"Although one of the sloth fish is still working as a chef there, don't worry, we will be fine."

"That's good."

Nodding slightly, and looking back at the football team members who were playing around with others, Yu Tsugawa smiled:

"I originally wanted to bring my brothers to support the scene for you, but I didn't expect that the maid restaurant in your class has such a high attendance rate... Okay, let's go shopping elsewhere first. See you at the concert?"

"okay."

After snapping his fingers to his good brother and watching Yu Tsugawa lead all the football team members away like an elementary school sports committee member, Mochizuki leaned against the door and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

The job of a doorman is actually very boring. The few joys may be meeting old acquaintances and chatting casually.

.....Although the boy's friends were limited to those four, and one of them is still working as a chef - but as the saying goes, few but good, Mochizuki's few friends did come over one after another. The maid restaurant cheered.

Immediately after Tsukawa Yu came a certain junior high school student from China.

"Haha, Mochizuki-san(?????)?~"

Gently waving to the boy, Xu Yuhuai, who sneaked into the high school from the middle school, smiled broadly:

"I'm here to help with your business with Sister Kurihara - do you want to welcome me?"

"welcome......"

"Why are you so weak! What's going on with your expression, what's going on with that look in your eyes! Doesn't it look a little bit like Ultraman o??o?!"

"...I am mentally and physically exhausted now, please spare me."

Looking at Xu Yuhuai who was arguing with him in front of him, Mochizuki couldn't help but narrowed his eyes:

"Okay, please come in - don't hinder other customers from entering the store."

“The service attitude is so bad, be careful I will complain to you〒_〒”

"Complaining against me is such a good thing?"

Mochizuki, who had long since no longer wanted to continue working, had bright eyes:

"Hurry up and file a complaint against me. I just want to lay off my job and play games."

"...You have a wonderful idea (?o?ωo??)! Looking at you like this, I have to keep you here as a black slave!"

".......forgive me."

Facing this young kid, Mochizuki was really feeling a little nervous——

However, after watching Xu Yuhuai take his seat and ordering food from the maids, Mochizuki saw another acquaintance arrive.

"Hello, should you say welcome to me - the doorman Ali."