Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

"So, you're here to see me at this time. Are you having any problems?"

She turned her head and looked out the half-open window.

The rain was getting heavier at night. The thick rain curtain was like an invisible net, covering the entire city.

There seemed to be no end to this night's rain, and the sound of heavy rain falling could be heard clearly.

"Uh, have you eaten yet?"

Before making this call, Watanabe Yu always believed that with his thick skin, he could easily say the six words "I want to ask you for a favor".

But after he actually got through on the phone, the situation was far from what he had imagined.

Hearing the Saint Lady's relaxed voice, which was completely defenseless towards him, he actually felt uncomfortable.

"Just say whatever you want to say, don't beat around the bush - you told me this. Why are you feeling embarrassed now that I've said this?"

Listening to Watanabe Yu's somewhat stiff words on the other end of the phone, the smile on Amamiya Ayana's face became brighter.

This was a rare time when she took the initiative in a conversation with him.

"I want to ask you a favor."

Watanabe Yu thought about it and decided to go straight to the point.

Keep it simple and don't go around in circles.

"you?"

There was a hint of playfulness in Amamiya Ayana's tone.

"Amamiya?"

Watanabe Yu realized what Miss Saint meant and changed the address.

"Amamiya?"

Her voice was still playful.

"Ayana?"

"That's right."

The Saint Lady nodded in satisfaction and put the phone to her ear.

"What do you want to tell me, young master~"

There was a hint of coquettishness and mischief in her voice.

"An elderly woman who was very kind to me is now ill and in hospital and needs surgery urgently, but the hospital she is in is not up to standard."

"elder?"

The Saint Lady raised her head and looked at the light pouring down from above her head.

A hint of curiosity flashed across those beautiful and smart eyes.

"Yes, an old lady." Watanabe Yu organized his words, "It's the old lady who lives next door to me. She helped me a lot when I first arrived in Tokyo."

"Oh, I think you mentioned that to me."

Ayana Amamiya thought about it and realized that there was indeed such an incident in her memory.

But it's very trivial.

He had mentioned this matter when we were chatting before, but at that time he said that the old man was not in good health.

"Yes, I told you."

"You are so loyal, Mr. Troll."

Amemiya Ayana raised her white little hands, trying to block the light of warm light pouring down.

After last Saturday, she began to like this childish action.

Of course, it's all his fault~

He was the one who brought me here.

"St. Luke's International Hospital, do you think this will work?"

She has some say in this hospital.

“I can only say that it meets the requirements perfectly.”

Hearing this, Watanabe Yu smiled.

What is this called?

This is what we call being sleepy, and someone will bring you a pillow right away!

"The old man's name, and the hospital he's in now." Amamiya Ayana took away her phone and glanced at the time. "Also, at this time... some handover procedures may not be completed. Is tomorrow okay?"

It's almost ten o'clock now.

"Sure." Watanabe Yu gave an affirmative answer, and then said, "Her name, the hospital she's in now, I'll send it to you via Line later?"

Before the call, he had already asked for all this information and wrote it down in a memo.

Just copy, paste and send it later.

"No problem." The Saint Lady agreed readily, "Tomorrow morning, around eight o'clock, someone will contact you to handle the transfer of the old man to another hospital, and the surgery will be arranged as soon as possible.

"If you encounter any situation that you can't handle during the journey, just call me and I'll take care of it."

"Thanks!"

Watanabe Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the Saint Lady has said so, the problem is mostly solved.

"Just saying thank you doesn't mean anything."

Ayana Amamiya imitated the tone of Watanabe Yu and repeated the same words.

"Okay, then Miss Saint, could you please do me the honor of taking the time to give me a chance to thank you?"

How could he not understand what she meant? He took the initiative to continue the conversation.

"Since Mr. Troll has said so, I will not refuse."

The Saint Lady raised the corner of her mouth with a little pride.

“I want some crepes.”

To her, that day was precious.

The taiyaki was delicious, the crepes were delicious, and the sun was shining.

"Just tell me in advance."

Watanabe You responded, turned his head and gave a look to Hamabe Ryoko who was sitting on the futon.

The latter was stunned at first, then tilted his head in a silly way.

She didn't understand what he meant.

He raised his chin and made an 'ok' gesture.

The latter was stunned at first, then looked at him in surprise.

Just, a phone call?

So simple?

Even though she didn't speak, Watanabe Yuya still understood what she meant.

He nodded and gave the girl an affirmative answer.

'Yes'

*

After hanging up the phone, Amamiya Ayana looked at the detailed information on the Line interface, and a thoughtful look flashed across her eyes.

She thought she understood Watanabe Yu's character.

Although she always said that he was not gentle at all, had no understanding of romance, always liked to tell some weird jokes, was as hard as a rock, and sometimes very astringent, she knew what kind of person he was and how he treated her.

She knew that 'Mr. Troll' was a man of principle.

And he is quite persistent in his principles.

On Saturday, she didn't want to collect the money for the laptop and made various excuses and reasons to shirk it no less than seven times.

Including but not limited to 'I don't have a bag', 'Please hold it for me first', 'It's not necessary', etc...

As a result, Watanabe Yu kept bringing it up again and again.

Before parting, he stuffed the envelope of money into her hand.

That night, on Line, he was afraid that he might have misunderstood, so he explained it again half-jokingly and half-seriously.

——Friends are friends, matters are matters, and each matter is treated separately.

So, I must be overthinking it, right?

Life is not a movie. There are no such coincidences.

An old man who is waiting for surgery happens to have a beautiful granddaughter...

Even the worst and most vulgar movies wouldn't dare to shoot like this.

Amemiya Ayana shook her head, turned off her phone, and took out another silver phone from the bedside table.

The smile faded away quietly like raindrops hitting the glass, leaving behind only the coldness of a hundred-year-old river.

After finding the contact, she made a call.

"Miss."

An old voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Contact Hasegawa and tell him that I have a patient who needs to be transferred to another hospital. I'll send you the detailed information right away. Remember to ask him to act quickly."

There was no emotion in Amamiya Ayana's voice, only coldness and indifference.

"Okay, miss."

On the other end of the phone, an old voice responded respectfully.

After hanging up the phone, Amamiya Ayana sent Hamabe Rie's detailed information.

call.

She let out a long breath, turned off her cell phone, put it beside the bed, and got into bed.

It was raining heavily outside the window, with occasional thunder rumbling, but she was no longer so scared.

It rains heavily tonight.

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Chapter 47 Tonight, Heavy Rain

After 11 o'clock in the evening, the rain in Tokyo became heavier.

The weather forecast is only particularly accurate at times like this.

pat.

After turning off the lights, the room fell into darkness. Apart from the sound of heavy rain, the only sound in the room was the breathing of the two people.

"Watanabe."

After three and a third minutes of silence, Hamabe Ryoko took the initiative to start the conversation.

"Ok?"