Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

After being away for a few hours, Futaba Sakura's mental state changed significantly.

After she returned to the room, she casually placed the headgear on the slightly messy shelf.

Although she still doesn't dare to look people in the eye when communicating with them, she speaks much more fluently now.

While they were getting dressed, Mitsui Tsubasa checked the memo on his phone.

Today's plan has been successfully completed, and I can have a good rest now.

By the time the two ladies finished getting ready and changed back into their daily clothes, it was already 1:30 in the afternoon.

While waiting for them, Mitsui Tsubasa's stomach was already growling with hunger.

He took the opportunity to suggest, "What should we eat for lunch? Should we order takeout?"

"I want to eat Lubron's curry!" Sakura Futaba squatted on a chair and answered excitedly.

Wu Jian Miao also smiled and nodded in agreement.

So, Mitsui Tsubasa stood up and straightened his clothes, "Then I'll go buy it."

"Well..." Sakura Futaba hesitated for a moment, and after a long while she mustered up the courage to say, "Let's go to the store to eat. Curry tastes better when it's steaming hot."

After saying this, she seemed to have used up all her strength and took a deep breath.

For the veteran hikikomori, making such a decision almost exhausted all her courage.

But she really wanted to bring a portion of Lou Brown's curry to her mother, so that she would have enough reason to run back to see her mother.

While Sakura Futaba was still struggling mentally, the other two had already exchanged glances several times.

Afterwards, amid the praises, Sakura Futaba lost herself and followed the two men out of the house in a daze.

When the lazy spring sunshine shone on her, she woke up as if from a dream and realized that she had stepped out of that small safe haven.

Occasionally, pedestrians passed by along the way, and the crisp bird calls and the noise of the pedestrians intertwined, as if the whole world had awakened.

She remained in a trance the entire time, feeling as if the last time she went out during the day was a lifetime ago.

During the short journey of just a few minutes, her thoughts were in a rush and past memories flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope.

When she came to her senses, she found herself standing quietly in front of the Loublanc Coffee Shop, waiting for some time.

Mitsui Tsubasa and Takemiya did not urge her, but looked at her with encouragement.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar shop door of Lublan, Sakura Futaba took a deep breath nervously and stretched out her hand with difficulty to push it up.

Amid the melodious sound of wind chimes, the rich aroma of coffee wafted straight into their faces with the air flow.

"welcome."

Sojiro was still the same, watching TV with his back to the store door. He turned around slowly when he heard the sound of wind chimes.

But when he saw that it was Sakura Futaba who came in, he opened his mouth in surprise and almost knocked over the chair by accident.

"you……!?"

Sakura Futaba looked at his shocked expression and unexpectedly felt less nervous. She looked around and sat down at the table for four by the door.

"I'm so hungry, bring the curry quickly!"

The tone she used when speaking to Sojiro was very tsundere, and she looked like a daughter acting coquettishly to her father.

"Huh?" Sojiro was still in a daze, "Curry... Let's not talk about this for now. How did you get here?"

"Come over here!"

Sakura Futaba replied confidently, then nodded her head to signal him to look at the door.

"With my companions."

"How come you know each other too?" Sojiro then realized that there were two guests standing at the door, and they were people he knew!

"Hello, boss. Sorry to bother you again."

Mitsui Tsubasa and Takemiya Miyako also greeted them and walked to the table and sat down.

The two of them naturally picked up the menu and started chatting.

Sojiro was stunned for a long time before he adjusted his mood. He looked at Sakura Futaba carefully and asked with concern: "Are you... okay?!"

The two people at the same table were so engrossed in the menu that they seemed not to have heard their discussion at all.

After her eye contact failed, Sakura Futaba could only answer the question herself:

"It's okay now. I'm sorry for making you worry before."

Her voice became lower and lower as she spoke, with her head buried deeply in the table.

"Is that so..." Sojiro couldn't help but turn his back and gently press the corners of his eyes to forcefully stop the sour feeling.

That’s great! He felt extremely relieved to see his daughter, who had been hiding at home, finally come out.

In this way, he can be said to have done justice to Isise Ruoye's spirit in heaven.

"That's good... Wait a minute, dinner will be served soon."

Worried that if he continued he would burst into tears and affect his image as a father, Sojiro hurried into the kitchen.

Here, the duo who were studying the menu returned to normal and began to place orders.

During the free time before dinner, Sakura Futaba motioned for them to look at their phones.

[Futaba: You guys are so mean. You won't even speak up for me! ]

【Wu Jianmiao: Isn’t this great? Family members need to communicate more so they can understand each other.】

[Futaba: Well, forget it... I'm looking forward to the freshly cooked curry. This is my mom's improved recipe. I won't get tired of it no matter how many times I eat it. This is the celebration banquet after the victory! ]

[Mitsui Tsubasa: For a celebration banquet, curry is a bit...]

[Mitsui Tsubasa: We have four consecutive days off starting this Sunday, so let’s go have a big meal then.]

[Futaba: I agree! I want to eat sushi! But you are not allowed to say bad things about curry! ]

[You have been banned by the group owner for 30 minutes. Please speak politely. Thank you for your cooperation. ]

Mitsui Tsubasa was stunned. That’s not right. He was the group leader. How come Sakura Futaba became the next one?

Looking at the two people who were still happily communicating, he was furious.

Good, this guy Sakura Futaba actually used hacking technology against his own people!

He remembered this grudge.

When Sojiro brought the meal over, Takemiya said to him gently:

"Mr. Sojiro, the truth is, Futaba realized her psychological problems, so she asked me for help. We are currently conducting psychological intervention treatment, so we may bother you more in the future."

"Is that so?" After figuring out the reason, Sojiro finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Dr. Takemi. This child has always been very introverted, and I'm busy running the store. Sometimes I really feel sorry for her."

"Sojiro..." Sakura Futaba grumbled somewhat dissatisfiedly, but there was a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

Sojiro shook his head helplessly and turned away.

With this reason, it would be much more convenient for them to go in and out of Sojiro's house in the future.

Mitsui Tsubasa took a few bites of curry and, like magic, filled the entire cup of coffee with sugar cubes.

Takemiya showed a look of disapproval, but Sakura Futaba looked at him with admiration and was even a little eager to try.

While stirring the coffee, Mitsui Tsubasa suddenly realized a question, "What about me? In what capacity did I join this medical team?"

Wu Jianmiao took a sip of coffee gracefully and smiled brightly: "Fellow patient!"

Chapter 14 Wu Jianmiao: "She is only years old. I advise you to be kind."

After having lunch amidst the intrigue, Mitsui Tsubasa was not in a good mood.

Everyone likes to overthrow the powerful.

Although this is indeed a fine tradition of Japan, he, as the commander of the army, is in a difficult position.

"Sojiro, pack me a portion of slightly spicy curry."

Sakura Futaba placed an additional order during the dessert stage.

Sojiro looked at her in surprise. "Won't you get tired of eating curry at night? Well, I'll close the shop early and go back to make it for you."

"No, do it now. I want to bring it to my mother..."

Sakura Futaba was halfway through her words when she suddenly realized that she had said something out of turn and quickly shut her mouth.

However, Sojiro still heard the name. His originally leisurely posture suddenly stopped and his body became stiff.

Isshiki Wakaba... the name aroused mixed emotions in him.

Even after so many years, whenever he thought of her, he still felt a deep helplessness and sadness.

The woman seemed to have a magic that could see through people's hearts, and she easily played him around. The more he couldn't get her, the more he wanted her, and finally he fell into a situation where he couldn't extricate himself.

Noticing that Sakura Futaba had been secretly observing him, Sojiro quickly calmed down and said casually, "Okay, okay, I'll do it for you right away."

When he turned and walked into the kitchen, Sakura Futaba breathed a sigh of relief and fell on the table.

"Ah... I almost let it slip." Sakura Futaba slapped her own mouth, a trace of regret on her face.

She glanced at her companions and earnestly warned them, "Let's not tell Sojiro about Mom's matter for now. I'll think about whether there is any way to have the best of both worlds."

After saying that, she shook her head gently, and her little orange head swayed back and forth on the table, lost in thought.

Mitsui Yi looked at her cute appearance and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to touch her hair. The soft touch and a hint of warmth in his palm made his heart flutter.

"Ouch!" Sakura Futaba was startled by his sudden attack and quickly shrank back into her chair, her little face slightly red and a little restless.

Seeing this, Wu Jianmiao, who was sitting next to him, patted his arm gently and gave him a reproachful but slightly smiling look.

After the little episode, the atmosphere became heated again.

They were discussing plans for the short holiday enthusiastically in the Line group.

A big meal is important, but a four-day vacation can obviously accommodate more colorful activities.

However, here, the three of them had considerable disagreements.

Mitsui Tsubasa, as a roll king and struggle enthusiast, proposed to conduct actual combat drills for all staff, and conduct communication training specifically for Sakura Futaba.

Takemiya only wants to complete the research on Eden drug as soon as possible; while Sakura Futaba hopes to accompany Isshiki Wakaba and enjoy this rare leisure time.

The opinions of the three people are like three parallel lines, and it is always difficult for them to converge.

Just when Mitsui Tsubasa was considering whether to use force to reach a consensus, Sojiro appeared like a savior.

"The curry is ready. Be careful when you take it."

Sakura Futaba couldn't wait to take the curry and waved her free left hand towards them hastily, "Hurry up, hurry up, we still have a lot of things to do!"

Mitsui Tsubasa glanced at her helplessly, sighed, and got up to pay the bill.

However, Sojiro shook his head firmly and said, "This meal is on my table. Thank you very much. The child hasn't been so happy for a long time."

Looking at his determined gaze, Mitsui Tsubasa could only thank him politely and hurriedly chased after Sakura Futaba who had already run out of the store.

As soon as he walked out of Lubron's shop, he saw Sakura Futaba hiding in the corner, looking at both sides of the alley nervously.

Whenever someone passed by, she would subconsciously shrink back, and it looked like she was about to stick to the wall.

Mitsui Tsubasa couldn't help but smile. Futaba, who hadn't overcome her social phobia, was quite cute. Her current expression was like that of a timid squirrel.

Even the hair color is similar!

He tried hard to suppress the urge to take pictures and returned home with the weak, helpless and pitiful girl.

When they arrived at Sojiro's house, Mitsui Tsubasa took out a gift box tied with a beautiful bow from his backpack.

He handed the gift, which had just been delivered this morning, to Sakura Futaba, who was a little at a loss.

"Is this... for me?"

Sakura Futaba looked at the exquisite box, and she didn't know what she was thinking about. Her pretty face suddenly blushed, and she didn't know where to look.