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"By the way, store manager, what are all these packages for?"
While eating duck wing tips, Kasumigaoka mumbled a question to Aoba.
There are many of those things.
The various sizes were stacked together, and it didn't look like something Aoba had brought back herself.
"Those?"
Aoba peeked out from behind the curtain and looked at the packages piled up next to the kitchen counter.
"Those are all ingredients."
Hisako didn't lie to him.
In the afternoon, the car arrived at Aonosuke Street.
However, it's difficult to park a car in the location of Aoba Izakaya.
Aoba was cleaning the backyard at the time, and went out to bring them in.
Those people efficiently moved all the ingredients to the back kitchen.
Some items that couldn't be stored were simply piled up in the corner of the front hall.
Qingye hadn't had time to tidy up yet.
After all, he was starving after finishing his work in the afternoon.
After the ingredients were delivered.
He braised a large pot of food according to his own taste, intending to save some for tomorrow.
The resulting side effects of binge eating skills.
It made him almost lose his sense of fullness, so he just stood by the pot, cooking and eating at the same time.
Before I knew it, I had finished the whole pot of braised food.
Fortunately, Hisako delivered enough ingredients, otherwise he was afraid he would have no braised food for tonight.
of course.
Having eaten so much, the recovery ability brought by the binge eating skill has become even stronger.
Aoba even felt that if he encountered the ghoul from last night again, he would be in trouble.
He could slap him so hard he couldn't get up.
"That's it~"
Kasumigaoka Utaha did not ask further questions.
It was just a girl's unique curiosity, coupled with her desire to know more about him, that made her ask the question.
Although she and Aoba had known each other for a year.
But he rarely speaks.
She knew that Aoba needed to rest during the day, so she didn't disturb Aoba when she had free time.
She only comes here to chat with Aoba during the evening business hours.
Even after figuring out Aoba's opening hours, he was always the first customer to arrive at the store.
Perhaps in the innocent and naive perception of a young girl.
This is the only time that belongs to her and Aoba.
It was also a unique time spent together.
Of course, the girl wouldn't tell anyone the secret in her heart.
Even they themselves would find inexplicable excuses to deny it.
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The aroma inside the shop grew stronger.
The last batch of braised dishes was also completely ready.
It's less than ten minutes from where Kasumigaoka Utaha enters.
The girl had been sitting at the table for a while.
They didn't order any food.
He was just playing on his phone, seemingly chatting with someone.
Qingye lifted the large pot full of brine and walked steadily toward the backyard.
We're about to open for business, but there's no room in the kitchen to fit such a big pot.
If it were the old Aoba, he might have struggled to even lift this pot.
But now I feel incredibly relaxed.
He carried the pot and leaned it against the wall of the kitchen.
He clapped his hands and walked to the kitchen again.
Today he made a total of nearly 60 jin (30 kg) of braised food.
I ate more than 20 kilograms by myself.
If it were my previous life, I would definitely have been scolded by my master again.
Without preparing over 100 kilograms of ingredients, it would be almost impossible to survive one night in the shop.
However, in this life, there are fewer customers in the shop.
There are still several dozen kilograms left, which should be enough.
He glanced at the old-fashioned wall clock hanging on the wall.
We'll be opening in a few minutes.
It's become a habit for Kasumigaoka Utaha to come here without ordering food.
Anyway, the small shop is never full.
It's okay to let her take up a seat.
Aoba leaned against the door frame separating the front desk and the kitchen, watching the girl chatting on her phone.
At this moment, Kasumigaoka's expression was somewhat resolute.
But a hint of helplessness and confusion also appeared in his eyes.
It seems that we have gotten rid of the shadow of yesterday.
"Ugh..."
The girl looked at the chat interface on her phone, reluctantly put it down, and propped herself up on her slender arm to look in Qingye's direction.
His eyes were filled with confusion.
"Manager, if you were the main character and had to choose between two female leads, who would you choose?"
The novel she wrote was once shown to Aoba.
In fact, Aoba was her first reader.
Even though I have absolutely no interest in light novels, I ended up reading it all in one night and then giving her feedback.
Perhaps it was because of this incident that she began to truly set aside Aoba's foul-looking appearance and try to understand him.
"Adults never make choices..." Qingye rolled her eyes at her, then grinned mischievously, "I choose to have them all!"
"Hmph! What a greedy shopkeeper."
Kasumigaoka Utaha returned the eye roll.
Suddenly, his mood plummeted again, and he slumped onto the table, clutching his phone in both hands.
"I was clearly prepared, so why was my work still censored..."
The girl complained softly.
This is a vulnerable side that has never been shown to outsiders.
Even in front of the store manager, she rarely felt so completely listless.
Sudden.
The cool, refreshing water droplets stimulated her forehead.
"Sigh~~~"
The girl let out a soft moan.
"Since we've made the decision, we'll keep going no matter how difficult it is. If the story gets cancelled, we'll just write another one."
Aoba placed a glass of lemonade on Kasumigaoka's forehead and then put it down.
"You're Kasumi Shiko, who held a book signing event for your first book release. Have confidence in yourself and don't be so discouraged."
His encouragement helped the girl suppress her slight melancholy.
"Well~"
"The shop manager really knows how to comfort people, but it's really embarrassing to use a pen name in public."
Kasumigaoka shuddered, resting his chin on his hand with a slightly teasing look in his eyes.
"Know it."
Aoba nodded helplessly, then smiled and said:
"So, what would you like to eat today, Miss Kasumi? I can give you an extra discount."
Kasumigaoka propped herself up with her hands and brushed off the long hair that had fallen around her neck.
Two somewhat childish hair clips appeared and then disappeared.
His expression showed some disdain and reproach.
"Hmm~"