Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

"Maybe it's a competitor." Miura Gensuke wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel: "Just reject it."

"Hmm." The waiter rested for a while before leaving the kitchen.

"Wait a minute...Gensuke."

She stuck her head in again and said, "You're a student at St. Liberal Arts College, right? I heard that the guest used to be from St. Liberal Arts College as well."

"In other words, I'm your senior."

"Is that so..." After washing his hands, Miura Gensuke put on thick oven gloves and put the cake into the oven: "Let her wait a few minutes. I don't have time now."

"OK~"

Returning to Tsukimiya Sakurano, the waiter told her what happened with a smile.

"It's okay, I can wait." Tsukimiya Sakurano breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that the chef wanted to see her.

"But Sakurano, we have to go back to the apartment. Airi-chan has called a taxi." Her classmate quickly reminded her.

"You guys go ahead, I'm not in a hurry."

"OK then……"

After her friends left, Tsukimiya Sakurano smiled and ate some more dessert before stretching contentedly: "Sweets are the best after all..."

"Hey...husband, look at that woman. Has she been walking on this street for a long time?"

“This is too weird…”

The idle chatter of the guests at the next table made Tsukimiya Sakurano look out the window in confusion.

A woman holding a black umbrella was walking slowly in the heavy rain.

"..."

After seeing this woman, Sakurano's smile, which was born from the dessert, gradually disappeared.

She touched the bell on her fair wrist and frowned slightly.

As if she had noticed something, the woman in black holding an umbrella outside the window also turned her head and slowly looked at Tsukimiya Sakurano.

Unlike ordinary people, when she turned her head, her body remained straight and facing forward.

But through the thick rain, Tsukimiya Sakurano could not see the pale face of the woman in black at all.

She only felt the damp and cold air seeping out from the wall, and time seemed to become silent, even stopped.

Fortunately, the next second, the waitress led Miura Gensuke to stand in front of Tsukimiya Sakurano, breaking this strange moment: "This is the guest, Gensuke."

"Ah, hello..." Tsukimiya Sakurano stood up in a panic, not caring to look at Miura Gensuke's face. "Let's talk about the recipe in a few days. I have something urgent to attend to. I'm really sorry."

But Gensuke Miura grabbed her hand as she was about to leave.

The scene made the waitress scratch her head in confusion.

Tsukimiya Sakurano was also very surprised and turned to look at Miura Gensuke: "You..."

"Senior Tsukimiya." Miura Gensuke smiled.

Today was really lucky for him. Not only did he get a promotion and a raise, but he also found the person he was looking for.

"You call me senior?"

While talking to him, Tsukimiya Sakurano looked out the window anxiously, only to find that the woman in black had disappeared.

The rain in Shibuya has also become much lighter, and there are even signs of clearing up.

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Chapter 15 The senior sent a photo

After breathing a sigh of relief, Tsukimiya Sakurano sat back in her seat and looked at the chef who stopped her.

The other person was very tall, with handsome features, and looked a few years younger than herself.

"Tsukimiya-senpai, I'm Gensuke Miura, a student at the Seifuku Academy."

After asking the waitress to leave, Miura Gensuke sat opposite Tsukimiya Sakurano and introduced himself seriously.

After all, this woman may be an important clue.

"That's it..."

After listening to him, Tsukimiya Sakurano propped her chin with her soft hands and looked at him with a faint smile:

"What's up with you, Senior? Cute junior~"

The other person's voice was so soft that Miura Gensuke couldn't help but blush.

Moreover, Tsukimiya Sakurano has the appearance of a classical beauty, with long hair draped behind her shoulders, a pair of bright light black eyes, and at this moment she is smiling provocatively. Against the backdrop of her fair skin, her bright red lips are extremely tempting.

The neck is slender, and under the delicate collarbone is a plump chest.

But her waistline is very slim, with no trace of fat at all, and it only becomes plump after the hips and thighs.

The combination of this figure and beauty will make anyone blush and their heart beat faster when they see it.

Under her curious gaze, Miura Gensuke took out his mobile phone and said, "Senior, let me send you the recipe first."

"Oh, so cunning..." Despite saying that, Tsukimiya Sakurano still smiled and exchanged contact information with him.

But Miura Gensuke's next words stopped her from laughing.

"Tsukimiya-senpai, you are a miko, right?"

"..."

"No." Tsukimiya Sakurano shook her head slightly.

"But I saw a photo of you wearing a shrine maiden costume..." Miura Gensuke didn't understand why she denied it.

Miko are highly respected in many places and are not a stain that needs to be covered up.

"This is it." He showed the photo of the witch he found.

Tsukimiya Sakurano gently rubbed the warm coffee cup with her fingers and explained with a smile:

"Well... this photo is actually of my mother."

“My father took the photo.”

"I am only the daughter of a miko."

"But my aunt looks so young..." Miura Gensuke was very skeptical of the other party's words.

The face in this photo is exactly the same as Tsukimiya Sakurano.

Even if they are mother and daughter, they wouldn't look so alike.

Tsukimiya Sakurano also heard his doubts: "That photo is from a long time ago, and the face is a little stained."

"I just did a simple repair using my own face."

"After all, I look a lot like my mother."

"By the way...why are you asking these questions?"

She gently stepped on Miura Gensuke's shoes under the table, her beautiful eyes narrowed like a fox: "Could it be that you like me, your senior?"

"Sorry, I won't accept a boy younger than me~"

"Hmm, you blushed? That makes you even cuter~"

Tsukimiya Sakurano smiled happily.

Miura Gensuke ignored the jokes and said, "Tsukimiya-senpai, I've noticed some unusual phenomena recently."

"Abnormal phenomenon?" After a moment of panic, Tsukimiya Sakurano pinched Miura Gensuke's face with her hand: "In my eyes now, you are abnormal enough."

"Even if you like a senior, you can't come to her like this. You'll be misunderstood as an internet pervert."

"Senior, I'm not..."

"Miura, hurry back to the kitchen and work!"

The coffee shop manager urged at an inopportune moment.

Tsukimiya Sakurano took the opportunity to grab her bag and umbrella and left the coffee shop, leaving Miura Gensuke with only a faint scent of hair: "Thank you for the recipe~"

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night.

The momentum of the Tokyo rainstorm seems to have gradually dissipated, from heavy rain to drizzle.

At the same time, rumors about the Rain Girl caused some waves on the Internet.

People are already talking about that weird woman in black.

But more people think this is just nonsense, and even say it is just a crude AI picture.

After carefully reading some of the discussions on Rain Girl on the subway, Gensuke Miura returned to his apartment tiredly.

Today he was completely sustained by coffee.

After the effect of caffeine wore off, Gensuke Miura now just wanted to have a good sleep and make up for the sleep he had last night.

But Asano Mio's problem has not been resolved yet...

So... where is she?

Aren't you going to make dinner?

Only after opening the bedroom door did Miura Gensuke discover the girl.

The other person was lying on her bed, wearing a linen nightgown. It looked like she had slept for a long time, and her sleeping face looked like a princess in a fairy tale.

Her black hair was spread on the pillow, and she was holding another pillow in her arms.

The curled eyelashes on the delicate face make people want to kiss them.

A very healing picture.