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

Chapter 105 Intimate
I have to say that the old butler is really experienced in choosing restaurants.

Even if it is an izakaya that you picked at the last minute, its overall level is above average.

The most important point about this izakaya is what Watanabe Yu and Amemiya Ayana only found out after they walked into the store. This izakaya called "Evening Breeze House" has separate private rooms.

In the private room on the second floor.

"This is not bad."

Watanabe Yu picked up a piece of fried chicken with a toothpick and put it in his dipping sauce dish.

After dipping it in the sauce, he put the fried chicken into his mouth and chewed it carefully.

“Is it delicious?”

Ayana Amamiya, who was sitting opposite him, held up her smooth chin and asked with some curiosity.

"You'll know after you taste it."

Yu Watanabe used a new toothpick to pick up a piece of fried chicken and put it into her dipping sauce dish.

"hai~"

Amemiya Ayana responded, dipped the chicken in the sauce, picked up a toothpick and took a bite of the fried chicken.

Her cheeks moved slightly as she chewed, looking as adorable as a squirrel.

"It's really good."

After swallowing the chicken nugget, she nodded slightly and gave a fair evaluation.

"I have a question."

Yu Watanabe picked up a skewer of grilled chicken.

This is the signature dish of Wanfengwu and is also the dish that the store manager highly recommends. When mentioning this dish, the store manager's face was beaming with pride.

So he chose to believe first.

And judging from the appearance of the skewers, he did not make a mistake.

"Please say."

The Saint Lady straightened her back and looked as if she was listening attentively.

"Why do I feel like you have no appetite?"

Watanabe Yu took a bite of the grilled chicken skewer that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

The juicy chicken blooms on the tip of your tongue, and the tender taste almost comes out all at once.

Sure enough, his judgment was correct, the chicken skewers tasted quite good.

"I am eating, I'm just eating slowly."

"What's the truth?"

After spending a long time with the Saint Lady, he also developed the ability to judge which of her words were true.

"It's okay to indulge once in a while, but as for midnight snacks... it's still not okay."

Seeing that she was seen through, Amamiya Ayana chose to confess.

"……you mean?"

Watanabe Yu took a look at the table full of food and was silent for a moment.

"Come on, I believe you can do it!"

The Saint Lady clenched her fists and cheered him on.

Based on her understanding of Watanabe Yu's appetite, this table of dishes may seem like a lot, but in fact, if you add them all together, it may only be the amount for one meal for him.

and many more……

She looked carefully, and the many dishes on the table were reflected in her beautiful eyes.

Well, it was less than the size of his normal meal.

Take the plate with chicken skewers for example. It looks quite big, but there are only three skewers on it. The other plates are basically the same.

"That's another story. The main thing is that you watched me eat, so I felt a little..."

"Why, Mr. Troll, are you embarrassed?"

Amamiya Ayana winked with a wicked smile, and there was a hint of teasing in her tone.

He is the kind of person who can say "Then you think about it". Would such a person be embarrassed in front of acquaintances?
What a joke.

"Right."

Watanabe Yu put down the skewers in his hand and took a sip of barley tea.

“How do the kebabs here taste?”

The Saint Lady asked this question with great anticipation.

She had noticed the expression on his face just now.

Judging from the micro-expressions she observed on him, it seemed that this signature dish was not a bad idea.

"The manager is much better at controlling the temperature of the grill than I am." Watanabe Yuu said frankly, "He combines the tenderness of the chicken with the aroma of the charcoal fire in just the right way.

“It just tastes a little lighter.”

This is also the only flaw he personally thinks.

However, this is purely a matter of personal taste. Judging from the common recommendations of the diners around him when he was ordering, the regular customers of this restaurant are quite satisfied with this dish.

"The skewers you grilled at the BBQ before, if I remember correctly, seemed to be sprinkled with chili peppers?"

Ayana Amamiya remembers the details in the photo very clearly.

From the peppers on the skewers, to his friends in the picture, to the short-haired girl with outstanding temperament, she saw everything clearly.

"Yes."

Watanabe Yu nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

"Were the skewers that day spicy?"

Amamiya Ayana continued to ask questions along the same topic.

"Let's put it this way, it's within your acceptable range, and that little bit of spiciness is nothing to you."

Watanabe Yu gave the answer.

"What about your friends? Can those girls handle that level of spiciness?"

She asked in a natural tone.

"Their words are a bit forced."

"...That's it."

The Saint Lady's mood suddenly improved.

"However, it would be fine if we didn't talk about it. Once we started discussing it, why do I feel a little greedy?"

She raised her eyes and gave Mr. Troll a look.

"People should listen to their own inner thoughts. Can you help me solve this problem?"

Watanabe Yu understood and handed over the steps.

"Okay~" The Saint Lady blinked, pretended to hesitate for a moment, then picked up a skewer of grilled chicken and put it on her plate.

Like Mr. Troll said, she was helping him with his burden!
"Plus, it's night time now, so it's normal to feel greedy."

Watanabe Yu added another sentence.

Not to mention this kind of grilled skewers, even a bowl of instant noodles late at night is delicious. If you can add two sausages and a boiled egg on this basis, it can only be said to be the ultimate enjoyment of VIPs.

Anyway, when he was in college, anyone who could pull out this trick late on a Friday night could be called the greatest white-bearded person alive.

"So, you personally prefer the taste of the BBQ buffet that day?"

The Saint Lady picked up the skewer, took a small bite, and then squinted her eyes comfortably.

Sure enough, just as Mr. Troll said, the temperature was just right.

"Yes, but if you must say, they each have their own characteristics."

He gave a fair assessment.

"By the way, your school trip is going to the beach this time. Will the school organize this kind of self-service BBQ?"

Amamiya Ayana blinked and began to persuade her patiently.

"I'm not sure about that. Maybe we'll have to wait until next week? Or this Friday? to find out."

At least that's what Kiriyama and Ma's inside information said.

The specific itinerary of the school trip will not be announced until Friday at the earliest.

I can only say that the school really knows a lot about press conferences.

"The classmates who had the barbecue with you that day will also go with you, right?"

The Saint Lady put down the skewers, picked up the barley tea, and asked this question casually.

"Yes, and this time the freshmen and sophomores are going to the beach. If the school organizes a self-service BBQ, the people in the photo should be able to gather that day."

"What do you mean we should be able to gather them together?"

Amamiya Ayana keenly grasped the key point.

"The short-haired girl in the photo is a sophomore, our senior."

Watanabe Yu explained.

"Oh, is that so? I thought they were all your classmates." The Saint Lady took out a tissue and wiped her hands. "By the way, what's the name of that senior?"

"Hamabe Ryoko."

“…Hamabe?”

She suddenly realized something.

"Correct."

"Is her grandmother the old lady who was hospitalized last time?"

She frowned slightly.

As a result, it really turned out that something unexpected had happened.

But it doesn’t matter.

"Correct."

"I see."

The Saint Lady nodded and changed the subject.

"Yuu, remember to bring sunscreen on this school trip, and remember to apply it."

"That……"

"Don't think that boys don't need this. Too strong ultraviolet rays can burn your skin, especially at the beach."

Before Watanabe Yu could finish his words, Amemiya Ayana interrupted him.

She knew exactly what Mr. Troll was trying to say.

"..."

"..."

The words fell.

She and he stared at each other in silence for five seconds.

"…Okay, I'll go check out the counter on Saturday."

In the end, the confrontation ended with Watanabe Yu's defeat.

"I've already bought it for you."

The Saint Lady's voice was calm and peaceful.

"It's in the car. You can just take it back later. I don't need to teach you how to use it, right? That sunscreen is quite effective."

In fact, if possible, she even wanted to buy everything she needed.

But considering Watanabe Yu's personality, she suppressed the impulse.

"So considerate?"

"That's not it?"

The Saint Lady blinked.

"Thank you."

He thanked her sincerely. He accepted such kindness without any psychological pressure.

"You're welcome."

Amamiya Ayana chuckled, picked up the chicken skewer and took another bite.

There was a brief but not awkward silence in the room.

"Yu."

After finishing the skewer of chicken in her hand, she raised her eyes and looked at Watanabe Yu.

"Ok?"

"Can we have another BBQ buffet at the end of July? At your house."

The Saint Lady asked.

"Sure, I should have moved by then, just tell me what you want to eat so I can prepare it in advance."

Watanabe Yu agreed very readily.

The backyard of the new house is quite spacious. It would be so comfortable to have a BBQ there.

"I mean, can you invite Hamabe-senpai to come as well?"

She opened her cherry lips slightly and uttered these words.

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