Pretending to Be a Good Person in the World of Conan

"Thanks for your hard work."

Shiraishi was actually a little curious about the solution, but he still held back and didn't ask. He resolutely carried out the principle of "being a reasonable and good store manager" to the end, and didn't ask about other people's little secrets.

After all, only if you are kind enough at ordinary times and squeeze employees at critical moments, you don't have to worry about the other party's petty emotions, which will lead to a decrease in work efficiency...

Shiraishi looked down at the object pushed by Butterfly Ninja.

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Chapter 32

The object on the table, like a piece of clear crystal, is only the size of a fingertip as a whole, and its shape is very irregular.

As soon as Shiraishi touched it, a dialog box suddenly appeared in the air: [Whether to put it in the backpack]

After Baishi was stunned, he pressed OK without hesitation.

This is the first time he has come across items that can be stored in a backpack other than system props.

...Although strictly speaking, this thing is probably considered a system item.

The spar quickly disappeared and appeared in the backpack grid instead.

Select it to view the properties, and a translucent text box will appear:

[[SR] Memories Fragment]

【Type: Consumables】

[Use: It can be used to make random props, or to temporarily enhance the strength of the [Masked] state]

[Remarks: The SR fragments were only obtained by the staff's light.Early use and early enjoyment]

"..." There are too many remarks.

Die Die reluctantly tilted her head to admire his changing expression, finding it very interesting.

When Baishi's eyes turned slightly, and he was about to look at her, Die Die endured his expression and put on a warm smile again.

She pointed to the door of the store: "Someone is here."

"?" Baishi closed the light screen, turned around, and saw a five or six-year-old boy standing outside the door, looking up at the small blackboard with dishes written on it.

Baishi glanced at him, then looked through the glass door to the street, but he didn't see any adults accompanying him.

It's late at night, why is such a small child running around outside alone?

Just as he was thinking, Baishi saw the child biting his finger, and suddenly took two steps forward timidly, and walked through the closed glass door with a murmur.

...passed through.

"..."

— Ghost! ! !

Baishi had no expression on his face, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Although he had seen wandering souls before, it was after all in the virtual world, separated by a screen.

But in reality, suddenly seeing such a weird situation is a completely different feeling.

One person, one...something who doesn't know what it is looks at each other for a moment.

Probably frightened by Shiraishi's expression, the little boy looked at the gentle elder sister next to him as if asking for help.

Seeing this, Die Die smiled at him, walked to the boy, and then she took out a fresh milk: "Welcome, what do you want to drink?"

As she asked, she actually stretched out her hand and stuffed the milk into the little boy's hand without saying anything.

The little boy blushed, and was blinded by the big sister's good-looking appearance, completely unaware of the trace of toughness in her movements.

Although he doesn't like to drink milk, but at this moment, seeing Butterfly Shinobu's beautiful smiling face, the boy just made a small request in a weak voice: "Can I add some sugar?"

Butterfly shook her head.The meals made by the system, if ordinary ingredients are added, will become ordinary food.

She raised her hand and touched the child's head, coaxing: "Eating food with too much sugar at night is not good for your health."

Attracting customers is only the first step.

Afterwards, only when the guests have eaten the food in the cafe can they officially sign a contract with the store—they must wait for the cafe to finish helping, or confirm that they can’t help before they can leave.

So, if you meet some picky customers...

Just thinking of this, Butterfly Shinobi heard the little boy reply innocently:

"It's okay, my body has been cremated, it doesn't matter if it's good or not. Well, I really don't like plain milk, so I'd better trouble you to add...uh..."

He was about to hand the cup to the other party, when he looked up, he happened to see Butterfly Shinobi's expression.

"..."

After staring at each other for a few seconds, the little boy slowly withdrew his hand little by little, raised his head tearfully, poured down the milk as if pouring medicine, and drank a milky mustache.

After drinking it, the milk glass slowly disappears into the air.

Butterfly Shinobi finally showed a normal smile: "So cute."

"...QAQ" the boy shivered.