Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

Watanabe Yuu looked at Hamabe Ryoko with a smile.

"Sure, but if you want to invest, why don't you be the store manager? I'll be in charge of the kitchen, and if we work together, we'll definitely become famous!"

Hamabe Ryoko said this with great interest.

In fact, she originally wanted to let him be the boss and she would be the boss's wife, but the current atmosphere was not appropriate.

Once this sentence is uttered, the atmosphere will definitely be wrong, and it will be extremely difficult to bring it back to normal.

"Rather than working hard, I prefer to just lie down. I don't want to work hard anymore, President Ryoko."

Watanabe Yu put another piece of pork belly into the bowl with his chopsticks.

"I will work hard!"

Hamabe Ryoko clenched her fist with great enthusiasm and said this.

then……

The two of them smiled at each other and immediately failed.

"You two are talented comedians." Amamiya Ayana pursed her lips and muttered something with a double meaning, "You are so in sync with each other."

Apparently, during the time she was away, Ryoko did a lot to close the distance between herself and Mr. Troll.

However, she has never underestimated her enemies, so overall, the problem is not a big deal.

"It's an idea, but it depends on Yuu's opinion."

Hamabe Ryoko pretended not to understand and echoed the words, then kicked the ball to Watanabe Yu.

"Personally, I think... we should eat first. The beef is almost overcooked. Besides, why don't you guys eat the tripe?"

Watanabe Yu glanced at the two of them and asked with some confusion.

He commissioned Ryoko to buy the tripe, but neither the latter nor the Saint Lady seemed to be very interested in it.

"I'm a little afraid to get off."

Amemiya Ayana put down her chopsticks and held up her chin, with a hint of caution on her fair face.

"Mr. Troll, you haven't given the order yet, how dare we move?"

She pretended to be aggrieved.

"hehe."

Watanabe Yu rolled his eyes. He definitely didn't believe that.

His hometown is a 5A-level scenic spot, the famous Lao Zishudao Mountain. How could he not understand this!

“Actually, I don’t really understand how to eat this.”

Ryoko Hamabe said this aptly.

She was thinking about this while she was cutting just now.

"It's very simple. Just put it in the hot water and it will be ready in no time."

Watanabe Yu picked up the serving chopsticks and the colander beside him and began to demonstrate.

"Speaking of which, You is going to record a song tomorrow, right?"

Looking at the boiling hot pot, Amamiya Ayana naturally asked this question.

"Yes."

Watanabe Yu put the blanched black tripe into his dipping sauce bowl, then raised his eyes to look at Hamabe Ryoko and Amemiya Ayana, giving them a questioning look.

"Just a little bit, let me taste it first."

Hamabe Ryoko was the first to answer.

"me too."

Amemiya Ayana gave the answer a step slower.

In this regard, she is quite similar to Ryoko and is more cautious about food she has never tasted.

"Ok."

Watanabe Yu put a piece of noodle into the bowls of Hamabe Ryoko and Amemiya Ayana, and used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece for each of them. He put the rest into his own dipping sauce bowl.

"But why are you asking this all of a sudden, Ayana?"

After tasting a piece of tripe that he had not eaten for a long time, he looked up at Amamiya Ayana.

"I at least need to know if you'll be home for dinner tomorrow." The Saint Lady met his gaze calmly and turned the topic to Hamabe Ryoko. "It's easier to cook this way, what do you think, Ryoko?"

"Yes."

Ryoko Hamabe nodded, then picked up the tripe from the bowl. After hesitating for a moment, she closed her eyes and stuffed the tripe into her mouth.

next moment.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

This, oh vaguely!

The food that looks black is not bad at all. On the contrary, it has an indescribable wonderful taste.

Crunchy and chewy.

"I guess he won't come back for dinner." Watanabe Yuu thought for a moment and stuffed another chopstick of tripe into his mouth. "There are a lot of songs to record."

This time, there are quite a few songs to record. In addition to the Japanese song, he also plans to record a few more Chinese songs so that he can listen to them when he has nothing to do.

"Okay, then tomorrow it will just be me and Ryoko."

Ayana Amamiya also put the chopsticks of tripe in her bowl into her mouth.

The next second, she picked up the serving chopsticks, picked up two slices of tripe, and put them into the boiling pot.

"To be precise, you're the only one." Hamabe Ryoko showed an apologetic expression, "I have to go to work tomorrow, Ayana."

"Well, one person is one person."

Amamiya Ayana pursed her lips and added this in a very childish tone.

Watanabe Yu and Hamabe Ryoko looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"Remember to come back early." The Saint Lady glanced at Watanabe Yuu, then at Hamabe Ryoko, "I'm a little afraid of the dark."

fake.

She is not afraid of the dark at all.

The reason I said this is just because I wanted to say it to Mr. Troll.

But due to the occasion, she had to bring Ryoko along as well.

"I'll be back sooner."

Watanabe Yu agreed.

He hadn't planned to stay with Yuki for long. He would come back after finishing his business.

"Then I won't have to work overtime tomorrow."

Ryoko Hamabe thought about it, took out her cell phone and sent a message to the store manager.

"I'm a little touched. What should I do?"

When the Saint Miss saw that it was almost done, she picked up the two slices of tripe she had picked up and put them into her bowl.

"Then please treat us to a meal some other day."

Watanabe Yu and Hamabe Ryoko said this in unison.

"sure."

Amamiya Ayana nodded.

Just a meal.

Besides, such a meal might be a good opportunity to do some adaptive drills in advance.

While the Watanabe family was happily eating hot pot, Yuki Hayakawa was also eating lunch at the Hayakawa family's dining table.

But compared to the hotpot over there, the one here is obviously much more monotonous.

"So how long is your agreed time? Does mom need to leave? Will you eat at home for lunch? Or will you go out for lunch?"

After taking a small bite of the extremely healthy sandwich, Naoko Hayakawa asked a bunch of questions in one breath like a machine gun.

"The agreed time is 9am. It doesn't matter whether you are here or not, mom. We are just recording the song. As for lunch, I'm not sure. It depends on whether the recording goes smoothly."

Yuki Hayakawa picked up the mineral water on the table, unscrewed the lid and took a sip.

This sandwich is healthy, with carbohydrates, protein, and seasonal vegetables, but the taste is really not that good.

It gave her an indescribable feeling of eating grass.

But who made her agree to it? She accompanied Naoko Hayakawa to eat fat-reducing meals for two days.

"Ok."

Naoko Hayakawa put down the sandwich in her hand and picked a crystal grape and put it in her mouth.

"Have you ever thought about asking him out? Or in exchange for helping with the song recording, there should be a date or something like that, right?"

She began to persuade him step by step.

She was really afraid that her precious daughter would not be able to adapt and would just record the song foolishly.

Such a great opportunity to be alone together must be seized.

"I told him all this. As payment for recording the song, he will treat me to a meal alone afterwards."

Yuki Hayakawa took another bite of her sandwich.

Well, she was sure that it was tasteless.

"That's right!" Naoko Hayakawa nodded in satisfaction, and then reminded her daughter as if she remembered something, "Recording a song is also an opportunity. To use the words of you young people, this should be called... a home date?"

Anyway, in her opinion, such solitude, as long as handled properly, can leave a deep impression on boys.

"I think so too."

Yuki Hayakawa put down the sandwich, picked up a slice of watermelon, and started eating it in small bites.

Isn’t the interval between recording songs the best time to get closer to each other?

Just chat, talk about gossip, talk about daily life in class, talk about each other's lives, won't the distance naturally become closer?

only……

She hasn't figured out what she should do when recording the song.

"In fact, it's fine to come normally. There's a long way to go. What do you think?"

Hayakawa Naoko said this as if she could see what her daughter was thinking.

“I think it might be a little slow.”

Yuki Hayakawa found this statement somewhat unacceptable.

"How could that be? As long as the method is right, a simple encounter can also be impressive, let alone an encounter like this where you have plenty of time alone."

Naoko Hayakawa thought about it and gave her daughter some advice.

"Being a little coquettish and showing your cute side might be a good entry point and a plus point."

She has great confidence in Yuki.

Even Ayana Amamiya and Ryoko Hamabe are very beautiful.

In her eyes, her daughter can compete with them!

"Are you acting like a spoiled brat?"

Yuki Hayakawa lowered her eyebrows thoughtfully.

"Yes, generally speaking, boys can't do anything about girls' coquettishness." Hayakawa Naoko paused, "You is the type of person who obviously responds to soft words and not hard ones, so this is even more true."

"I understand."

Yuki Hayakawa nodded.