Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

Looking at the figure on the short sofa, a deep sense of vigilance flashed across Yuki Hayakawa's eyes.

This girl is too pretty!

Compared with Hamabe Ryoko, that fair and tender little face lacks the neutral beauty and transparency, but is instead filled with overflowing refinement and beauty.

Even a girl like her would be amazed when she saw it.

Yes, what Ayana Amamiya wears is very simple, the most plain home-style clothes.

But the overwhelming aura overshadowed this.

She was absolutely certain that the glimpse she got now would be enough to imprint this face in her memory for a month.

"Miss Saint."

Hamabe Ryoko called out "Ayana Amamiya".

When the latter came to her senses and saw Yuki Hayakawa, she coughed lightly and introduced the two of them.

"This is the little Yuki I often talk about." She turned around and raised her hand, motioning Amamiya Ayana to look at Hayakawa Yuki. "Little Yuki comes from a musical family, is quite accomplished in music, and is also a very nice person."

"Hello, Hayakawa-san."

Amemiya Ayana stood up and gave a friendly smile.

"Hello, Amamiya-san."

Yuki Hayakawa also followed suit and greeted.

"This person is Ayana Amamiya, the eldest daughter of the Amamiya family. She is also a very good person."

Ryoko Hamabe turned around and introduced Ayana Amamiya to Yuki Hayakawa.

"Ah."

Yuki Hayakawa nodded.

She thought about it, walked in front of Ayana Amamiya, and extended her hand to her.

"Nice to meet you, Amamiya-san!"

She didn't know if it was her illusion.

The Amamiya Ayana in front of her gave her a very contradictory feeling.

The early warning radar in her heart was sounding louder and louder, and she even had signs of tinnitus at one point, but the smiling Amamiya Ayana in front of her made her feel that it was not so dangerous or difficult.

This is very strange.

"Nice to meet you, too, but can you switch hands?"

Amamiya Ayana showed an apologetic expression.

Her right hand still feels sore.

"sure."

Yuki Hayakawa changed her hand.

"Thank you."

The Saint Lady explained, and then gently shook hands with Hayakawa Yuki with her left hand.

"Then you guys can just chat first?" Hamabe Ryoko coughed lightly, "I'll go to the kitchen to help."

There are a lot of dishes to cook tonight, and the estimated dinner time is six in the evening. If Watanabe Yu is alone, it will be very busy. If he has someone to help, his workload will be much less.

"Ah."

Ayana Amamiya nodded and pulled Yuki Hayakawa to sit on the sofa.

She picked up the TV remote control, turned on the TV, changed the program to a music program, and naturally started talking.

"By the way, Hayakawa, do you usually watch music programs like this?"

“I will watch…”

After eavesdropping on their conversation openly, Hamabe Ryoko turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

To be honest, she had been looking forward to this scene for a long time.

It's time to give dear little Yuki a little saint shock.

As far as the current development is concerned, everything is proceeding according to the process she is most familiar with.

——Yuki-chan was completely fooled by the Saint Lady’s disguise.

As a result, the entire rhythm of the topic fell into the hands of the Saint Lady.

If nothing unexpected happens, many of Yuki's habits, likes, and dislikes will be revealed through indirect tapping.

Gee tut.

Come on, Yuki-chan.

The windlass.

Ryoko Hamabe pushed open the sliding door of the kitchen, walked into the kitchen, then turned around and closed the door.

"Has anyone arrived?"

Watanabe Yuu asked while cutting vegetables.

"arrive."

Ryoko Hamabe picked up the apron beside her and put it on, then took out a small knife from the knife rack and started to debone the chicken wings.

"How was their conversation?"

Watanabe Yu asked.

“It should be good.”

Hamabe Ryoko chuckled.

By the time dinner starts, I think Yuki Hayakawa will change the way she addresses the Saint Lady.

By then, Yuki will probably call her "Ayana" all the time.

I just don’t know how long it will take for dear little Yuki to come to her senses.

Anyway, based on her personal experience, if it’s fast, it will probably come halfway through, and if it’s slow, it will probably come back when you get home.

The feeling of frustration when you suddenly realize that the rhythm of the conversation is wrong and your train of thought is completely interrupted is quite strong.

——Obviously, I was the one who wanted to trick the other person, but when I looked back, I realized that it was me who was tricked. My understanding of the other person still remained at the beginning, but I still couldn't get angry.

"really?"

Watanabe Yu asked uncertainly.

"real."

Hamabe Ryoko turned her head and looked at Watanabe Yu.

"Are you still worried about Ayana? She's a very good chatterbox."

She blinked and added this sentence with a double entendre.

The saintly lady would only obediently follow his rhythm when dealing with You.

Tsk.

For some reason, she felt unhappy again.

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Chapter 142 Gap [4K4]

In fact, just as Hamabe Ryoko predicted, until the dinner started, Yuki still hadn't reacted and was still following the pace of the Saint Lady.

Yes, it seems that it is indeed Xiao Yuki who has been talking all the time and is the central figure of the topic, but if you look closely, you can find that the key nodes of each topic are raised by the Saint Lady.

But Hamabe Ryoko didn't intend to point this out.

First of all, it is more comfortable to suffer the blow with someone else than to suffer the blow alone.

Secondly, it was a bit of a bad taste, she wanted to know if Yuki could handle the Saint Lady, or in other words, if she could withstand the high pressure and go one step further.

"By the way, has Yuki been eating spicy food recently?"

Ryoko Hamabe put down the chopsticks in her hand, replaced them with serving chopsticks, and naturally picked up a piece of shredded meat for Watanabe Yu.

This is also the only dish she, the kitchen helper, made today.

"No." Hayakawa Yuki shook her head and said, "Most famous singers stay away from spicy food. They eat light food to protect their voices. In Yu's words, it's tasteless food with little salt and oil."

“…That’s too strict.”

Ryoko Hamabe thought about the scene and shook her head subconsciously.

Admittedly, she could accept such eating habits before, after all, her diet was light, but after living in the Watanabe family for a while, her eating habits were subtly changed.

Of course, she didn't make it very spicy, but compared to the light taste before, the taste was indeed a lot stronger.

"If you want to get something, you have to give up something."

Yuki Hayakawa picked up a piece of stir-fried seasonal vegetables for herself with chopsticks.

That’s true, but dishes with stronger flavors are indeed delicious!

Of course, it may also be because she has a filter. She always feels that the food made by Watanabe Yu tastes better than the food made by her mother.

"That means there are gains and losses." Amamiya Ayana naturally took over the conversation and turned to look at Mr. Troll who had been eating quietly. "By the way, how are Kiriyama and Takakura doing recently?"

Before dinner, she and Yuki Hayakawa talked about a lot of things.

She touched upon everything from the latter's daily life, social circle, hobbies, and future dreams.

The portrait of 'Yuki Hayakawa' in her mind has been basically sketched out, and the only thing left is the final paper materials.

——She planned to take this step after Yuki Hayakawa left.

Apart from the necessary collection and organization of information, what she is most personally interested in is the love affair between Kiriyama Kazuma and Takakura Maki.

The feeling of watching the people around you pulling and progressing is like watching a morning drama in real life.

The only regret is that such morning dramas are not recorded, only broadcast live.

"...Uh, they went on a date." Watanabe Yu was stunned for a moment, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

In his impression, the Saint Lady held an ambiguous attitude towards this kind of gossip.

If you are willing to talk, she is willing to listen and is happy to be the supporting actor, but if you are not willing to talk, she will not ask you actively.

"I was just asking casually. When Ryoko mentioned it before, I was very curious." Amamiya Ayana answered generously, "I heard Yuki mention it again today, so I asked you."

"So we should listen to Takakura-san's perspective, and then go back and look at Kiriyama-san's perspective. That way it will be comprehensive, right?"

Watanabe Yu was a little amused.

What should be said and what should not be said was made completely clear to the Saint Lady.

"Yes."

The Saint Lady met his gaze and nodded with a smile.

"..."

Yuki Hayakawa looked at the natural interaction between the two and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

A strange feeling also surged up from the bottom of her heart.

But she couldn't describe that strange feeling in words for the time being.

The conversation over there continued.

"This should be considered a sign of success, right?"

Ryoko Hamabe picked up a piece of casserole beef and put it into her bowl.