Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

Hoshizaki Sayo was wearing a light blue nightgown, sitting on the gorgeous big bed with an angry expression.

There was also a black-haired maid standing guard beside him.

【Miura Gensuke: This maid is pretty good.】

【Miss Hoshizaki withdrew a message】

[Ms. Hoshizaki: This picture doesn’t look good.]

[Miss Hoshizaki: By the way, do you have anything to do this afternoon? ]

[Miura Gensuke: I might have to work part-time at a convenience store.]

Miss Hoshizaki: Really? You're going to work in this weather? Won't it cost more money if you get sick? Idiot!

[Miss Hoshizaki: And didn’t you stay up late working last night? ]

[Miura Gensuke: The store manager said we'll get double pay.]

[Miss Hoshizaki: Hey, even if it's three times, it's not much.]

Miura Gensuke: What do you want me to do, Miss?

[Ms. Hoshizaki: Play games with me. Feilu will also come. She is live streaming.]

Hoshizaki Sayo has always been interested in shooting games and has recently been playing Marvel Confrontation.

[Miura Gensuke: Let's talk about it in a few days. I don't have much time recently.]

[Miss Hoshizaki:...]

[Ms. Hoshizaki: Which convenience store do you work at? ]

[Miura Gensuke: It’s the one near my home.]

The other party did not reply to the message.

After dinner, Miura Gensuke put on his raincoat and prepared to go out to work:

"Asano, I have to go to work and won't be back until tonight. If you're bored, just turn on your computer. The password is your birthday."

"Hey...why is it my birthday?"

Asano Mio looked at him in panic, her beautiful eyes dodging: "Also...it's better to stay home in this kind of weather..."

"Of course I'm joking." Miura Gensuke smiled and touched her head: "The password is 123321."

Asano Mio puffed up her cheeks and gave him a cute fierce look.

"By the way." Miura Gensuke's eyes suddenly became serious: "I want to kiss you tonight, remember to be ready."

After saying that, he opened the door without even looking at Asano Mio's reaction and walked into the rain.

One-story apartments are so convenient. You can leave whenever you want without being called a pervert.

Only after he completely disappeared did Asano Mio remember to close the door.

"kiss……"

She first covered her chest, then raised her hand and touched her soft lips with her fingertips several times.

Chapter 14 I am here to work, what are you going to do?

"Ding dong."

The glass door slowly slid open to both sides, and the warm air from the air conditioner hit me in the face.

After entering the convenience store, Gensuke Miura immediately felt something was wrong.

The store manager who used to be so high and mighty was now bowing and smiling at him: "Miura-kun, take off your raincoat quickly. Don't worry about getting the floor wet; it's already wet enough anyway."

The college student who worked part-time with him as a shop assistant winked at him playfully.

"Uh……"

Miura Gensuke glanced down.

Could it be that the succubus aura has started to take effect?

No wonder Meixi is so reluctant to get her tattoos. This feeling of being loved by everyone is truly addictive.

Just as Gensuke Miura was about to change into his shop assistant uniform to start work, the store manager and the older sister grabbed his arms on both sides, as if they were arresting a criminal.

Miura Gensuke couldn't help but frowned: "I'm here to work, what do you want to do?"

Of course, he only got rid of the store manager.

The shop assistant's bosom was still very soft, so it was okay to be hugged by her.

"Don't worry."

The store manager smiled and threw the red clerk uniform in his hand aside, then took out his cell phone and read the message: "Miura-kun, don't get me wrong."

"The company has decided that your outstanding performance deserves to be promoted to deputy store manager, effective immediately."

"Of course, this is not just the company's decision, it's also what I've always suggested."

"You also know how much I admire you."

After waiting for the store manager to announce the promotion decision, the clerk immediately put a brand new light yellow uniform on Gensuke Miura.

In fact, the store managers of this kind of chain convenience stores are just employees, and are selected through the internal promotion mechanism of the store staff.

However, the salary of a store manager will be higher than that of an ordinary employee.

"But I'm just a temporary worker..." Miura Gensuke was a little confused: "Where's the original deputy manager?"

"He's been transferred." The store manager pulled a wad of cash from his apron pocket and said, "This is your bonus for last month. I'll give you the same salary as the deputy store manager."

"Alright! Let's go celebrate your promotion!"

“We are enough in the store!”

"By the way, today is your paid leave, and you'll still be paid double your salary, so don't worry..."

Miura Gensuke looked at the chattering round-faced store manager suspiciously.

This all happened so suddenly...

But as a worker, a salary increase is certainly a good thing.

"Goodbye then."

He put on his raincoat, hurried out of the convenience store, and went to the next place to work.

The store manager smiled and waved goodbye, and only picked up the mop to mop the floor after the other party had left.

"I said this guy was born to be a gigolo."

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Tokyo, bustling Shibuya district.

The sky was dark and somewhat eerie, and the incessant rain poured down, as if it was going to bring the ancient Shibuya River back to the earth.

Most people on the commercial street took shelter in the nearby shops to avoid the rain, but a few were anxious to go home and were running fast in the rain.

There is only one outlier.

She was a tall woman holding a black umbrella. She walked very slowly and her face could not be seen clearly.

Passersby seemed to be consciously avoiding her, or rather, ignoring her.

After all, the feeling this woman gives people is just like that famous weird painting "Girl in the Rain".

It makes people feel creepy from the bottom of their hearts.

"How long will this rain last?"

"I should have taken a taxi home earlier. I heard some subway stations have stopped operating..."

"Well, I'll see if I can still grab a taxi."

"By the way, Sakurano, next week is the anniversary celebration of St. Literature Academy. Do you want to go and see it?"

In this street cafe, several female college students from the University of Tokyo are chatting.

There were desserts and several cups of coffee on the table.

The girl called Sakurano was wearing a floral dress and had a great figure. She leaned her hands on the table and lazily stirred the steaming coffee in front of her with a spoon. "Not interested."

"Wow, this financier is delicious!"

The girl sitting next to her suddenly stuffed a piece of cake into Sakurano's mouth.

"..." Tsukimiya Sakurano's expression suddenly became stunned.

She slowly chewed the golden cake, a satisfied smile gradually appearing on the corners of her mouth, and her beautiful eyes sparkled even brighter, completely losing the elegance and laziness just now.

After finishing off Financier, Tsukimiya Sakurano immediately raised her hand and called over the busy waiter:

"Waiter, can I meet your chef?"

Hearing this request, the young and beautiful waitress struggled to maintain a smile: "Sir, are you dissatisfied with the food we provide?"

"No, I just want to ask for the recipe, is that okay?"

Tsukimiya Sakurano looked towards the kitchen and clasped her hands together devoutly: "At least ask for me, please."

"Okay... please wait a moment." Hearing the beauty's coquettish tone, the waitress's heart beat faster. She smiled politely and then quickly walked into the coffee shop's kitchen.

The kitchen is steaming hot, and because they are always making desserts, there is a sweet aroma in the air.

And in this not-so-big space, there is a man wearing a white chef's hat.

"Gensuke, there's a customer looking for you. It's a very beautiful woman."

After quenching his thirst with a glass of water, the waiter relaxed and playfully patted Miura Gensuke's butt.

"Customer..." Miura Gensuke didn't turn around and continued kneading the dough in his hand: "Complaint?"

"No." The waiter smiled and picked up a piece of freshly baked cake and stuffed it into his mouth. After his lips were burned, he remembered to blow on it: "She said she wanted to ask for the recipe. Ah, it's so hot..."