Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

[One of Yuu's friends]

[……? Why does he have so many beautiful girl friends? ]

[Maybe because he is glowing? ]

[…How can I respond to your question? ]

【Am I not telling the truth? 】

「Hey, so, you’re not going to do anything? It seems like Hamabe-senpai is making an alliance with that girl. They seem to have reached some kind of verbal agreement.」

I'm doing it.

The chat record ends with this last sentence.

Yuki Hayakawa thought about it, sent a brown bear emoticon, and then added a text message.

【all the best】

As for what kind of agreement Amemiya Ayana and Hamabe Ryoko reached, she plans to give Watanabe Yu a side-tip tomorrow. What if he knows?

Of course, it wouldn't matter if he didn't know.

After all, people have come to her place. Whether he knows it or not, it is actually not a big problem. She just needs to seize this opportunity and deepen her impression in his heart.

As for seniors Ryoko and Ayana, she wasn't too worried.

Because she had talked with senior Ryoko before, and also talked about the problem of Amamiya Ayana.

She could sense that Ryoko and Ayana didn't get along well.

——At least that’s the case when it comes to Yuu.

Wouldn't that give her an opportunity?

Of course, she would not be so foolish as to show all this, and would just pretend to be "I know nothing".

Ah.

Suddenly, she chuckled.

Intelligence asymmetry is her biggest advantage.

She began to look forward to tomorrow.

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Chapter 161 It was obviously me first [5K7]

"Hmm...why do I feel like this hot pot tastes weird?"

It's twelve o'clock noon, lunch time, at the Watanabe family's dining table.

The saintly lady sitting next to Watanabe Yu put down her chopsticks and looked at the boiling hot pot in front of her with a puzzled look.

She had just eaten a piece of tender beef.

To be fair, the taste and cooking time of this piece of tender beef were just right, but compared to the taste in her memory, she always felt that it was a little lacking.

But she couldn't tell exactly where the difference was.

"The hot pot base was bought at the beginning of this month, and the production date was May this year."

Watanabe Yu put down his bowl and chopsticks, picked up the bottle of vinegar beside him, and poured some into his dipping sauce bowl.

He had thought that he would not need to add vinegar today.

But after just a few bites, the spicy taste went straight to his brain along the tip of his tongue, and even sweat broke out on his forehead.

"That's not what I meant. There's something wrong with my description just now. Um - maybe it's more appropriate to say that I always feel that this hot pot is a little bit lacking compared to the last hot pot. It just doesn't taste right."

Amemiya Ayana raised her eyes and looked at Watanabe Yu.

"Of course, it's delicious, but... it feels like something is missing compared to last time."

"Is it the sauce?"

Watanabe Yu handed the vinegar to Hamabe Ryoko. This girl had challenged herself today and was now suffering the bitter fruit of failure. Her little face was flushed red from the spiciness.

"It's possible." The Saint Lady nodded thoughtfully, "You helped me prepare the dipping sauce last time, but I prepared it myself this time. Maybe something went wrong at this step?"

This was the only possibility she could think of.

The hot pot base is the same, she is very sure about this. After all, when she went to the kitchen to help, she took a look at the packaging bag of the hot pot base, and the pattern on it was exactly the same as she remembered.

"Then try mine."

Watanabe Yu pushed his dipping sauce bowl in front of her and motioned for her to try it.

"Ah."

The Saint Lady didn't hesitate to take a piece of beef and wrapped it in his dipping sauce bowl. Then she placed it in front of herself on a plate. After blowing on it gently, she put the beef into her mouth.

The flavors of dips and hotpot blossomed on her tongue.

The next moment, her eyes suddenly lit up.

Right!

This is the taste!

"Do you want me to make you another one?"

Watanabe Yu looked at the Saint Lady.

"Don't bother, I'll just use yours."

Amemiya Ayana shook her head, picked up her own pair of serving chopsticks, and put another piece of beef into his dipping sauce bowl.

This was a rare opportunity to kill two birds with one stone, and she couldn't let it slip away.

Just like what she said to Hamabe Ryoko.

That contract merely ensured that none of them would be completely eliminated.

Under this premise, the rest depends on one's own ability.

"..."

Hamabe Ryoko silently put a piece of seasonal vegetables into her bowl with chopsticks and frowned unconsciously.

She seemed to... No, she just miscalculated.

She not only underestimated the Saint's ability to act, but also misjudged the Saint's logic of action.

Sure enough, Ayana Amamiya is still the same Ayana Amamiya.

"If two people use one dip, it will go away quickly."

She raised her eyes and looked at Amamiya Ayana.

"As time goes by, the flavor of the hot pot base will become stronger, until it completely covers the flavor of the dipping sauce, so I think I should get another portion, it won't take more than a few minutes."

Her tone was sincere and there was no flaw in her expression.

"Ryoko, for a gourmet, when a feast is placed in front of you, you will not and cannot leave without permission. This is disrespectful to the food and the desire for food."

Amamiya Ayana started talking nonsense seriously.

Then she winked at Hamabe Ryoko.

She knew what Hamabe Ryoko meant, and she also understood that this girl, who was one year older than her, was jealous, but so what?

On the basis of that contract, they are competitors.

Just like she would do those things afterwards.

No matter how uncomfortable Ryoko Hamabe was, she would still do it.

If you don't fight for happiness yourself, do you have to rely on others to give it to you? If you really wait for others to give it to you, who knows how long you will have to wait.

"I'll take it seriously."

Ryoko Hamabe rolled her eyes and took this lesson to heart.

She must remember that internally, they are 'rivals in love'.

She could no longer let her guard down towards Amemiya Ayana, as the latter was too good at making excuses and reasons. The most important thing was that this seemingly cold saint lady was particularly good at acting like a spoiled child.

That kind of soft-spoken and coquettish behavior is hard for boys, not to mention girls, to resist.

"Hmm~"

Amemiya Ayana responded and put the beef into her mouth.

Where is this?

She knew exactly how to close the distance between herself and Mr. Troll.

Sharing a dipping bowl like we are doing now is just a matter of convenience, and it's not even an appetizer.

"You, try this."

Ryoko Hamabe picked up the serving chopsticks, picked up a piece of thinly sliced ​​pork belly, and put it into Watanabe Yu's bowl.

You have a good plan, I have a ladder to cross the bridge.

"it is good."

Watanabe Yu picked up the pork belly in the bowl with chopsticks, dipped it in the dipping sauce bowl, and then put the meat into his mouth.

In fact, when eating hot pot, he personally doesn’t like to eat pork belly, because the pork belly in hot pot restaurants is mostly cut thicker and contains a higher proportion of fat, at least that’s the case in the hot pot restaurants he has visited.

But this piece of pork belly is cut quite thinly, and because it has been marinated in advance, the taste can be said to be quite good.

"good to eat!"

He put down his chopsticks and gave a thumbs up.

There is no doubt that this knife skill was made by Ryoko Hamabe.

If she could improve further, she might consider working abroad and apply for the position of a meat cutter at the famous Li Zhuang white meat restaurant.

"As long as you are satisfied." Hamabe Ryoko breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and said the following words very naturally, "This pickling method is also the first time I have tried it. It seems that the owner of the shopping street did not fool me."

When she talked to her grandmother on the phone some time ago, her grandmother specifically reminded her of this.

To be nice to someone, you can't just bury your head and give without thinking. You have to speak out and let the other person know.

If you just give but don't speak it out loud or tell the other person, then everything is equal to zero.

Also, when you are speaking, you cannot use a tone that sounds too serious.

Not only will that put pressure on people, it will also easily cause them to dislike you.

So the best way is to express your "sacrifice" in the most natural tone possible, or in a joking or witty tone.

Your efforts will only be meaningful when the other party knows it.

"The owner of the shopping street also knows this?"

Watanabe Yu was stunned for a second, a little surprised.

"Yes, it's the shopping street we often go to, the fat-looking uncle with an infectious smile."

Ryoko Hamabe stretched out two fingers, pressed them against the corners of her lips, applied a little force, and imitated the uncle's brilliant smile.

But compared to the shop owner's smile, her smile at this moment seemed much cuter.

"Oh! Is it the one next to the seasonal vegetable shop?"

Watanabe Yuu reacted immediately.

They basically bought their pork there, and the other party would give them small gifts from time to time.

"That's right." Hamabe Ryoko nodded and said jokingly, "I also heard him mention this pickling method by chance. I asked him about it almost seven times. He told me this method only after he repeatedly promised not to tell anyone else and to make it himself.

"Hmph, when I have some free time, I will definitely open a hot pot restaurant or a barbecue restaurant and use his method to earn gold coins."

"Then remember to tell me when the time comes, and I will invest in you."