Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

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We can't not let her express her gratitude, right?

The message will soon appear as read.

[Then please don’t have any psychological burden at that time, just tell me]

[Yes, I will cook first]

【it is good】

Watanabe Yu put away his phone, put the cooked caramel water aside, and started the next step.

in the bathroom.

The saint lady was soaking in the small bathtub with her mouth buried in the water.

Like a child, he blew bubbles.

While there, she couldn't do this even if she was the only one in the bathtub from beginning to end.

but……

Here, she can do so without any psychological burden.

Just like Watanabe Yu's natural attitude towards her from beginning to end.

In front of Mr. Troll, she is not the eldest daughter of the Amemiya family, nor is she the Amemiya Ayana who has a lot of burdens.

She was just the "Saint Lady" in his mouth.

That's it.

The Saint Lady hugged her legs, raised her head, and looked at the warm light in the bathroom.

Under the cover of mist, the warm light inexplicably adds a bit of haziness.

The result was just as he said on Line, everything got better and better.

Just ...

She frowned, it seemed like more and more people were liking him.

When she entered the entrance hall, opened the shoe cabinet and took out her slippers, she noticed that the pair of slippers she was wearing had not changed its position.

As for the new pair of slippers she bought, they were unpacked.

Of course, she was not surprised by this result.

She knew it was inevitable.

It is very difficult to make a piece of rare jade stop shining.

But these are not problems.

The Saint Lady's tightly furrowed brows naturally relaxed, her body leaned back slightly, and she leaned back relaxedly on the edge of the bathtub.

The snow-white arms were placed on both sides of the bathtub.

In the hazy mist, the fair and pink skin looks even more delicate and tender.

She knew Mr. Troll's character.

Understand that he is a man who values friendship and loyalty.

I have more confidence in every aspect of myself.

So what's there to be nervous about?

The corners of the Saint Lady's lips slightly raised, outlining a bright arc.

Not only should she help him with the favors he asked for, but she should also be honest about how much effort she had put in and ask for "rewards" from him in an open and aboveboard manner.

She believed that he had enough vision to understand who was the best match for him.

Besides, they still have plenty of time, so why rush?

Anyway...

The more you owe me, the harder it is to forget me.

Is not it?

Dear, troll, sir.

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Chapter 68 Let's Watch Together

Until the sky completely sank into dusk, the drizzle showed no sign of stopping.

Amid the ticking sound, time seemed to slow down.

"I'm going to take a shower. If you're hungry, eat first."

In front of the small square table in the living room, Watanabe Yu stood up, turned around and took out some clean clothes from the closet.

In fact, he wanted to take a shower when he first got home.

But after thinking it over again and again, he chose to cook first and let the Saint Lady wash slowly.

"Yu."

Amamiya Ayana nodded and looked at him with a smirk.

"Ok?"

"You have to be quick. If you are slow, there will be nothing left of these dishes."

She winked playfully, as if saying, "I'm a big eater, I can finish it all in no time."

"……Um."

Watanabe Yu lowered his head and looked at the plate full of spicy fried beef shreds, sweet braised pork, and stir-fried vegetables, then raised his eyes and gave the Saint Lady a look that said "come on".

"Don't believe me?"

The Saint Lady tilted her head, and his face was reflected in her bright eyes.

"……No."

He shook his head and reminded her,

"I'm going to take off my clothes."

Normally, he would go into the bathroom wearing only a pair of underwear.

But now that the Saint Lady is here, he certainly can’t be so unrestrained anymore.

"……Oh."

The Saint Miss responded indifferently.

Her eyes were still firmly fixed on him.

She even adjusted her sitting position.

She looked at him in a more comfortable posture.

Last time, she said it in advance.

——Show it to me when the time comes.

"Now there's no procedure for even pretending to look away?"

Watanabe Yu rolled his eyes.

The Saint Miss is indeed becoming more and more relaxed.

Just this open gaze and honest expression are enough to kill 100 Kiriyama Kazuma in seconds.

She is a true, honest gentleman.

"...Uh, Mr. Troll, do you mean that I should act shy?"

She held her smooth chin with her left hand, and there was a hint of teasing in her tone.

"I should have said it once before, and I'm going to repeat it again, Ayana. What you're saying now doesn't fit the character of the Saint Lady at all."

"Then my answer is the same as last time. I am happy to do it~"

The corners of Miss Saint's lips curled up slightly, and the next sentence came as promised.

"Could it be that Mr. Troll is embarrassed?"

At this moment, just as at that moment.

"..."

Watanabe Yu didn't say anything. He took off his short-sleeved shirt and threw it into the laundry basket.

"Well...it's definitely a lot better than last time."

Amemiya Ayana looked at him carefully.

After taking a quick look around, she nodded in approval.

Compared to the last time, it is no exaggeration to say that Mr. Troll's figure has been completely transformed.

Previously, his physique was just strong and sturdy, and most of his muscles could be seen, but only a faint outline could be seen, and it was not clear.

But now it’s completely different, the abdominal muscles and pectoral muscles are very clear, and the lines are very beautiful.

The overall feeling is quite comfortable and natural.

"Just a rinse, quick one."

Watanabe Yu grabbed the towel from the coat rack and walked into the bathroom with his spare clothes.

He doesn't have the habit of taking a bath.

With a 'click' sound of the door closing, his figure disappeared in the bathroom.

"hai~"

The Saint Lady responded, turned her head and looked at the brown paper bag beside her.

She was very interested in the letters from readers.

She wanted to know what readers of Norwegian Wood thought of the novel.

Will their impressions after watching the film be similar to hers?

but……