Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK.

Chapter 104 Extra Meal
The Maybach drove smoothly on the main road of Shinagawa District.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Masahiro Tezuka turned on the car radio and turned up the music to a suitable volume. He then opened the window slightly to let the sound of falling rain into the car.

In this way, he can be selectively 'deaf'.

As long as the young lady and Master Watanabe's conversation was not too loud, he would not be able to hear it.

"You, are you hungry?"

After noticing the housekeeper's little actions, Amamiya Ayana took the initiative to open up the conversation.

"Kind of."

Watanabe Yu touched his belly.

Hmm, deflated.

"Did you eat before the party?"

The Saint Lady asked casually.

If he said 'no', then she would have to nag him.

"have eaten."

Watanabe Yu's answer was concise and to the point.

"Before I left, I ate two pieces of bread."

"Two loaves of bread? Is that enough?"

"Theoretically, it should be enough."

"Theoretically?"

Amemiya Ayana understood the hidden meaning in his words.

"The old man in the industry I met today is my friend's grandfather." Watanabe Yu paused, "Coincidentally, my friend often mentioned me in front of him, so..."

He shrugged and didn't finish his sentence.

In fact, according to his initial estimate, today's itinerary should be much simpler.

Under the leadership of Ichiro Kitachatsu, he first simply got to know the people around him, said hello to his colleagues in the industry, and got familiar with them.

If you meet someone you can chat with for a few more sentences, then chat for a few more sentences to deepen the impression of each other. If you don’t meet that person, don’t force it.

After all, this is the first time we meet, and if we can just get to know each other, our purpose will have been achieved.

But who could have thought that the result would be like this? Kiriyama Jun was the grandfather of Kiriyama Kazuma, and his unintentional words won the former's favor.

As a result, things went awry.

The core purpose of getting to know a group of people has not changed, but the actual practical process is completely different.

This time, the "paying respects to the boss" has really become a real "paying respects to the boss".

"Then, with the introduction of that old man in the industry, you got to know a circle of people, right?"

After a little thought, Amamiya Ayana roughly figured out the whole story.

If this is the case, we really can't blame Mr. Troll. We can only say that the plan really couldn't keep up with the changes.

"That's right." Watanabe Yu nodded, "Ayana, you also know that it is much more difficult to maintain a good impression throughout the whole process than to just leave a good impression at the first meeting.

"So inevitably, the consumption is higher."

Being hypocritical and flattering with others is something that consumes both mentally and physically energy.

"It must be very tiring."

The Saint Lady whispered.

"It's not bad, I think it's within the tolerance range."

Watanabe Yu coughed lightly and changed the subject, "Come to think of it, you are right. For a business dinner like this, the food in the buffet area is really not tasty.

"As for the fruits, they are passable, but the cakes are just beyond description."

Yes, he didn't have high expectations for the cake.

After all, a star-rated hotel is mainly business-oriented, but he did not expect that the cake that looked appetizing would actually taste so mediocre.

Just like the cover of the barrel of Chef O’s braised beef noodles, the picture is for reference only.

“What fruits are there?”

Amemiya Ayana turned her head and asked this question with some curiosity.

Yes, she had attended such banquets countless times, but she just wanted to listen to him, and she thought what he said was very interesting.

In other words, listening to him talk could soothe her nerves that were strained by the open and secret struggles within the family.

Just like what she said in her heart.

Mr. Troll, that's her medicine.

"Watermelon." Watanabe Yu answered without hesitation, "Their watermelon selection is very good, and the second best is cantaloupe.

“As for lychees, which are also seasonal fruits, I can only say that they are a bit subtle.

"It's really big, but the sweetness is a bit disappointing."

Anyway, he personally was not very satisfied with the sweetness.

"Isn't it sweet?"

She followed up with a question.

"It's very ordinary."

"How does that compare to cake?"

"The lychee is still worth mentioning."

"...Pfft."

The Saint Miss couldn't help but covered her mouth and laughed out loud.

"Everything is afraid of comparison."

Watanabe Yu paused.

"In short, the cake at tonight's dinner is really in the style of a star hotel."

He sighed.

“…So it looks beautiful, but actually tastes just average?”

Amamiya Ayana pretended to be thoughtful and asked tentatively.

She actually knew the answer, but she didn't want to spoil his fun.

"My intuitive feeling is that it is far inferior to the Taiyaki we had before."

Watanabe Yu turned his head and looked at the street scene rapidly receding outside the window.

It must be said that if you play a song like "Heading North" at this time, it will probably be the perfect ending.

It's a pity that I can't come.

“Compared to crepes?”

The Saint Lady leaned back slightly, her mind relaxing.

"That's even further away."

Watanabe Yu gave him a look that said "there is a huge difference between the two".

Comparing crepes to cakes over there is simply an insult to the crepes in that shopping street. "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Troll."

There was a hint of comfort in Amemiya Ayana's tone.

"By the way, do you want an extra meal tonight?"

She asked in a natural tone.

"Isn't it a little too late?"

Watanabe Yu took out his cell phone and checked the time.

It's already half past ten. If we have another meal, it will probably be around twelve o'clock by the time we finish.

"Rest on an empty stomach, it's not a good idea no matter how you think about it, right?"

Amamiya Ayana asked back.

Those eyes, immersed in the darkness, were sparkling.

"What do you want to eat?"

Watanabe Yu threw the conversation back to Amemiya Ayana.

"As for me, it's all fine. It depends on you. After all, our Mr. Troll has worked so hard today, so we should reward him, right?"

Amamiya Ayana's tone was very light.

"So, just ask for anything you want to eat."

She felt that watching Mr. Troll eat was a very relaxing thing.

"…Uh, I don't have any ideas. How about you tell me a few first?"

Unfortunately, Watanabe Yuu really doesn't know which restaurants are still open at this time.

and many more……

He suddenly reacted.

"At this time, the only options should be grilled bird restaurants, ramen, oden, and izakaya cuisine, right?"

He had impressions of all these dishes.

"There are actually some better restaurants. I know a kaiseki restaurant that stays open until the next morning."

Ayana Amamiya made a new proposal.

For her, it doesn't matter where you eat.

She actually just wanted to listen to him and chat with him.

Just as she said at the entrance of the hotel, she missed him very much.

"Why don't we just go to the stores I mentioned?"

Just thinking about what it would be like sitting in a kaiseki restaurant made Watanabe Yuu feel a little uncomfortable.

He had just come out of a banquet and just wanted to find a more comfortable place to sit.

"Which one?"

The Saint Lady turned her head and looked at him, waiting for his answer.

"Uh, just find a random izakaya?"

Watanabe Yu thought about it and gave an answer.

In the past, he might have wondered whether a place like an izakaya was not suitable for the Saint Lady. After all, she was the Saint Lady, and her status was there.

But now, he could only say that the Saint Lady's interest in these places was much greater than he had imagined.

"Want to drink?!"

Ayana Amamiya seemed very eager to try it. In fact, she had wanted to try it for a long time.

"I definitely don't."

Watanabe Yu rejected her without thinking.

In other words, even if they want to drink, the owner of the izakaya will most likely not sell it to them.

"Hey, it's boring."

The Saint Miss pursed her lips.

"When you are drunk and dizzy and can't tell east from west, you will know you are wrong."

Watanabe Yu rolled his eyes.

He could only describe the feeling of being drunk as being quite bad.

"Will Mr. Troll care about me then?"

In the dim light that could not be illuminated by the street lights, there was a hint of anticipation in the eyes of the Saint Lady.

"What do you think?"

Watanabe Yu asked back.

"I think? I think I want to hear the answer from Mr. Troll himself."

There was a hint of mischief in her tone.

"Are you a little too lively today?"

Watanabe Yu wanted to change the subject.

"So what?"

Amamiya Ayana puffed out her chest proudly.

As she moved, her chest formed a straight curve.

"Besides, you haven't answered my question yet!"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.

"The frost trolls will at most drag you back to their lair. As for what happens when you vomit, that's your business."

Watanabe Yu gave a half-true, half-false answer.

"You don't seem as cold as before, Mr. Troll~"

"Your illusion."

"Hmm, I'll just treat it as an illusion, Mr. Troll."

Amemiya Ayana raised her eyes and looked at the old butler sitting in the driver's seat through the rearview mirror.

"Tezuka, take us to the izakaya in Bunkyo-ku."

She coughed lightly, her voice was a little louder, and her tone became much colder.

"Okay, miss."

Tezuka Masahiro responded.

In the drizzle, the car stopped steadily in front of the intersection.

The old butler sitting in the driver's seat took out his cell phone and, using the light from the phone, checked for izakayas that were still open in Bunkyo Ward.

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