Drip, drip.

A horn suddenly sounded at an inopportune moment.

Watanabe Yu stopped and subconsciously turned his head to look behind him.

A car that was very familiar to him came into his sight.

The black Maybach cut through the light rain curtain and stopped steadily beside them just as it did before.

The window rolled down, and the exquisite face of the Saint Lady came into his sight.

"Get in the car."

There was a hint of laughter in her voice.

No wonder I can’t get through to these two people on the phone.

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Chapter 150 Cheapskate

After getting on the bus, Watanabe Yu was naturally pushed to the front seat.

The back row was left for Hamabe Ryoko and Miss Saint.

"How was your date today?"

Amamiya Ayana looked at Hamabe Ryoko and naturally started talking.

The car was full of her family members, so she didn't think it was a big deal to have such small talk.

"Yeah, it was good." Hamabe Ryoko considered her words and began to talk. "Kasuga Park was fun. We also went to the crepe shop you mentioned before, but the crepes today were a little lackluster and not that delicious. As for the Taiyaki, it was really great."

As she spoke, Hamabe Ryoko opened the small bag on her body, took out the packaged Taiyaki, and handed it to Amemiya Ayana.

"This is yours."

Before it rained, she took a plastic bag and put the small bag on her back and the bear she had caught into it. Thanks to this, neither the bag nor the bear got wet.

"Wow, you brought it to me?" The Saint Lady was stunned at first, then she took the Taiyaki with a smile, "Thank you."

She really didn't expect that Hamabe Ryoko would actually bring this for her.

For the sake of Taiyaki, she forgave the two of them for secretly being romantic with her.

That's a TV drama about walking in the rain with an umbrella.

"I'll heat it up before eating it. I asked the boss and he said that as long as we eat it today, the taste will be the same."

Hamabe Ryoko gave the Saint Lady another reminder.

"Hai, Ryoko, why are you like Mr. Troll? You treat me like a child, right?"

Amamiya Ayana muttered and rolled her eyes coquettishly.

"I'm just afraid you're too anxious."

Hamabe Ryoko explained.

"Tsk, only children are anxious." Amamiya Ayana paused, then asked openly, "What about this afternoon? Did you go to the movies? Wasn't there a very good movie released recently?"

She said she forgave them for their secret romance, but that didn't mean she wouldn't interfere.

Yes, she is such a stingy person who says one thing and does another.

"In the afternoon, I just wandered around aimlessly, and then went to have dinner." Hamabe Ryoko pursed her lips, "The weather was bad, so I didn't think about going to the movies."

She knew what the Saint Lady wanted to know.

She also knew that the Saint Lady must know that she knew this.

and so……

"On the way back, we encountered heavy rain and sprained our ankle." Hamabe Ryoko sighed, "Luckily, we were lucky enough to find a place to shelter from the rain."

"You sprained your ankle?"

The Saint Miss frowned, and her tone unconsciously became a little anxious.

No wonder she was carried on her back.

"Yes."

"Have you dealt with it? Do you want to see a doctor?"

As Amamiya Ayana spoke, her eyes had already passed through the rearview mirror inside the car and fell on the old butler.

"You helped me with it. It's already been fixed. I just need to apply some medicine when I go back and it will be fine."

Hamabe Ryoko quickly spoke out the following words.

She didn't want to go to the hospital again.

She knew her own body very well. After You helped her put her ankle back in place, her ankle felt visibly more comfortable.

"...I see." The Saint Lady breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Watanabe Yuu who was sitting in the front row. "Mr. Troll, you can do this too?"

Her tone was full of surprise.

Yu Watanabe never revealed that he could do these things.

"I know a little bit. Basic sprains, bruises, and joint dislocations are no problem."

Watanabe Yu gave the answer.

In fact, to go a step further, he should be able to do some of it without using a scalpel, after all, family medical care (primary) is there.

But don't be too confident. Wait until you meet the right person, then talk about it.

"Great!"

There was a bit more admiration on Amemiya Ayana's little face.

"It's just the fur."

Watanabe Yu shook his head.

"Too modest, Mr. Troll."

The Saint Lady chuckled, then turned and looked at Hamabe Ryoko.

"Then, you found a place to take shelter from the rain, waited until the rain stopped, bought an umbrella and set out on your way home?"

After hearing what Hamabe Ryoko and Mr. Troll said, she already had a general idea of ​​what happened.

"Yes."

Hamabe Ryoko nodded without changing her expression.

Generally speaking, what the Saint Lady said was correct, except that the details were slightly off.

There is a lot to say about where to take shelter from the rain.

But she was not stupid. Since the other party did not ask any further questions, she would just go with the flow.

Only a fool would tell you everything in detail.

"No wonder..." Amamiya Ayana blinked, "Before, Mr. Troll only said that it was very close, but he didn't say the specific location."

Without any landmark buildings, it is indeed difficult to report the exact location.

She also slowly found her way here along that road.

"But from another perspective, it was because of the rain that we had this little episode on our way home, an unforgettable date, wasn't it?"

The Saint Lady chuckled and looked at Hamabe Ryoko.

"Yes."

The latter nodded.

"By the way, what happened to the crepes at that crepe shop today?"

She changed the subject and continued chatting with the latter.

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Beichen's house, in the study.

Ichiro Kitano looked at the invitation letter in his hand, hesitated for a long time, and finally called Akiie Kuriyama.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Good evening, President. What can I do for you?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a hint of fatigue in Kuriyama Akie's voice.

She happened to be on vacation today, and because it was raining, she went to bed early. Now she was pulled straight out of her sleep.

"Are you taking a break?"

Beichen Ichiro heard the fatigue in her tone.

"Yes."

"Let me make it short. I have an invitation letter here that needs to be delivered to Watanabe through you."

Beichen Ichiro didn't keep the audience in suspense and went straight to the point.

"Do you want it delivered to your door or sent by mail?"

Kuriyama Akie turned her head, turned on the bedroom light, and then glanced at the clock on the bedside table.

It's already past eight o'clock in the evening.

In other words, she had slept for more than two hours.

"Send it to his door in person and hand it over to him."

Beichen Ichiro doesn't talk nonsense.

"Where's the time?"

"Before the day after tomorrow."

"Then I'll come to your office tomorrow to get the invitation?"

Kuriyama Akiie calculated the time and thought that if she wanted to hand in the invitation letter in person tomorrow, it would probably be around late afternoon.

"Ah."

"understood."

"Please take a walk and have a good rest."

"you too."

After the words were spoken, the phone was hung up.

Kuriyama Akie stretched lazily.

Well, I’m completely sleepy.

She thought about it, took out her cell phone, and clicked on the forum of "Norwegian Wood".

Before falling asleep, she would take a look at the forum and see what the book friends of "Norwegian Wood" were discussing recently.

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