Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

In her opinion, the Watanabe family's daily food expenses are already the maximum for most families. If you add money for snacks, the money will skyrocket without a doubt.

Yes, she also knew that Watanabe Yuu didn't need this little money, but she just wanted to save a little for him. Just like her grandma said, every bit saved counts.

"Of course." Watanabe Yu nodded and said in a coaxing tone, "You treated me to watermelon yesterday, didn't you? Let's exchange it today. I'll treat you to snacks, okay?"

"...I want to eat matcha chocolate and potato chips."

After staring at Watanabe Yu for three full seconds, she finally spoke frankly.

"receive."

Watanabe Yu made an 'OK' gesture, then turned around and walked towards the snack area.

This department store has done a good job in this regard. Outside the snack area, there are special baskets for snacks.

"Let's start picking, too."

Taking her eyes off Watanabe Yuu who was leaving, Hamabe Ryoko reminded Amemiya Ayana, pushed the shopping cart to the fruit and vegetable shelf where tomatoes were placed, and started picking.

"hai~"

Amamiya Ayana responded and followed.

After taking a look at Hamabe Ryoko who was picking tomatoes, she thought for a moment, walked over to her side, and picked the lettuce next to the tomatoes.

"Ryoko, can you tell me how to choose this?"

Ayana Amamiya looked at the packaged lettuce and was in a dilemma for a moment.

For her, this was the first time in her life that she had to choose vegetables like this.

"Sure." Hamabe Ryoko turned around, took a look at the boxes of lettuce in front of Amamiya Ayana, and began to teach, "First, you have to learn to observe the color. Fresh vegetables are usually bright in color and have full leaves, without obvious spots or yellowing.

“For example, among the boxes of lettuce in front of you, the one closest to you is the one with the best appearance.

“Similarly, this formula can also be applied to other green leafy vegetables.

"However, different seasonal vegetables have different storage conditions. For example, cucumbers and eggplants are not suitable for refrigeration."

After saying that, she picked up the three tomatoes she had chosen, then turned around, pulled off a weighing bag, and put the tomatoes in it.

"Okay, I remember."

Amemiya Ayana nodded slightly, first picked up the box of lettuce that Hamabe Ryoko told her to, and then picked up two boxes of lettuce with relatively better quality from the remaining five boxes and put them in the shopping cart.

"Then there are the eggplants and potatoes you want to eat...over there, let's go."

Ryoko Hamabe raised her eyes and looked again and again in the seasonal vegetable area. After confirming the presence of potatoes and eggplants, she pushed the shopping cart and started walking.

She has only been to this department store twice, so relatively speaking, she is not very familiar with it.

"it is good."

Amemiya Ayana followed Hamabe Ryoko.

"By the way, Ryoko, did you buy a watermelon yesterday?"

She naturally started the conversation.

"Yes, I just happened to find something suitable." Hamabe Ryoko took a look at the winter melon that looked very good, "Do you want to eat some winter melon?"

“…Forget about this.”

Amamiya Ayana looked away.

In her "healthy diet", winter melon appears almost every other day this week.

"That watermelon was quite expensive." Hamabe Ryoko paused, "Now that I think about it, it still hurts a little."

If she were alone, she would buy a piece unless she really wanted to eat watermelon.

"Then why would you want to buy a whole one?"

Amamiya Ayana opened her mouth to take up the conversation.

The next moment, the two stopped in front of the shelf. They had arrived and the potatoes and eggplants were placed at both ends of the shelf in front of them.

"Because he likes it."

Hamabe Ryoko's tone was casual, as if she was talking about something very normal.

She dropped her brows, pulled off a weighing bag, and filled it with potatoes.

"…So you just bought a whole one?"

Amamiya Ayana's movement of picking eggplants suddenly paused.

"Yeah." Hamabe Ryoko turned around and looked at Amamiya Ayana, "Ayana, as for the potatoes, we can cut them into slices and bake them when the time comes. Is that okay with you?"

She felt it would be a little difficult to roast the potatoes whole because they were quite big.

"Sure." Amamiya Ayana picked up two colorful eggplants again and asked in a low voice, "What if you want to eat it yourself? I mean watermelon."

"Just be patient. People want to eat so many things. If you want to satisfy every desire, it will be a bottomless pit."

Ryoko Hamabe squeezed the potatoes in the weighing bag and felt that they were about enough, so she put the weighing bag containing a few potatoes into the shopping cart.

"..."

Amemiya Ayana fell silent.

She suddenly felt that she had to re-evaluate Hamabe Ryoko.

"Does he know that you are so nice to him?"

For some unknown reason, she asked this question.

Maybe it was because of the information the housekeeper gave her, or maybe it was because Hamabe Ryoko left a good impression on her, at this moment, she really wanted to ask this question.

“…He should be able to feel it.”

Hamabe Ryoko raised her head and reached out to tuck a strand of naughty black hair behind her ear.

"……Too."

Amemiya Ayana was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.

What is she doing?

"I like him, so I am willing to pay this price."

After hesitating for a while, Hamabe Ryoko finally said this.

"..."

Amemiya Ayana didn't say anything and just remained silent.

呲la.

After picking out an eggplant that she thought was good, she pulled down a weighing bag from a nearby place and put the eggplant in it.

"Then we are rivals, but of course, we are also friends."

The Saint Lady put the eggplant into the shopping cart and said this.

She could tell that Hamabe Ryoko wanted to try again.

Then she will accompany her to try again.

But if Ryoko failed, she thought, she probably wouldn't go to the extreme.

At least at this moment when her emotions are taking over, she won't do that.

After all, from a certain perspective, they are actually quite similar.

It's just that the form of expression is different.

Of course, if that day ever comes.

That lucky bastard will have to pay a price, or at least give an answer that satisfies everyone.

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Chapter 122: One step further, the three-person cohabitation incident (the end) [4K8]

At 4:50 in the afternoon, taking advantage of the break before dinner, Amemiya Ayana pulled Watanabe Yu upstairs.

In the words of the Saint Lady, as a poor guest, she had to first obtain the consent of the landlord, and then dare to choose a room with the accompaniment of the landlord.

In response, Watanabe Yu could only roll his eyes and let the Saint Lady do her thing.

“When you think about it, it’s quite a pity.”

In the corridor on the second floor, it was Amamiya Ayana who took the initiative to start a conversation between the two of them.

Watanabe Yu's figure was reflected in her beautiful brown eyes.

"What's the regret?"

Watanabe Yu took out a bunch of keys from his trouser pocket and carefully identified them one by one.

This was the room that the Saint Lady had praised when they first came to see it.

He thought that since she liked it, he would keep it for her, so he locked the room after cleaning it up.

About ten seconds later, he found the key to this room, inserted the key into the keyhole of the second bedroom, and turned it slightly.

With a 'click' sound, the door opened.

"It's a pity that there are too many rooms, compared to Yaleju."

Amamiya Ayana turned her head and looked at the corridor behind her.

The second bedroom closest to the master bedroom has already been occupied by Ryoko Hamabe.

She really wanted to live there, but she couldn't just take over someone else's home.

Should she just go over and say to Hamabe Ryoko who has already moved in, 'Ryoko, let's change rooms. I want to be closer to You'? Regardless of whether the latter agrees or not, she herself won't be able to get over it.

So she could only express her emotion with a double meaning.

"Isn't it a good thing to have more rooms? Like now, it's completely spacious." Watanabe You responded, then opened the door and walked into the room, "You can come in."

“…I actually hope that it won’t be open to the public.”

The Saint Lady muttered.

Frankly speaking, she had begun to miss Yaleju. Although the tatami was very hard to sleep on, Mr. Troll slept next to her, and his breathing was the best white noise to help her sleep.

Just listening to his breathing calmed her down.

Of course, the most important thing is that she can lift up his quilt, crawl in, and then let his quilt be stained with her scent.

——Well, thinking about it this way seems a bit perverted, like a nympho.

Amemiya Ayana complained to herself in her heart, walked into the room, and looked around the entire room.

The situation in the room was different from the last time she came.

The empty walls were hung with decorative paintings that she liked, a stuffed toy was placed beside the bed, a brand new carpet was laid on the floor, and there was also a fox desk lamp that she had mentioned on the desk.

It is childish indeed, but it is also beautiful indeed.

"How about it?"

Watanabe Yu turned his head and looked at the Saint Lady.

"Does Mr. Troll want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Amemiya Ayana coughed lightly and blinked mischievously.

"…You learned it too, right?"

He hadn't expected the boomerang to come so quickly.

"This is thanks to Mr. Troll's good teaching."

The Saint Lady walked to the bed, placed her hands on the edge of her skirt, and sat down.

"...I want to hear lies." Watanabe Yu rolled his eyes, walked to the closet, opened it, and took out the sheets, quilt covers, and cotton wool inside, "Move aside."