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

Chapter 194 It depends on your performance [6K3]

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Tokyo's originally clear sky turned dim.

Tick, tick.

Half an hour later, with the first drop of rain rolling down the ground, the heavy rain officially began.

Amid the sound of heavy rain, the dry ground in the residential area was moistened by the rain. Pedestrians on both sides of the road quickly quickened their pace, and passing vehicles also consciously slowed down.

Amid the chilly rain, the city seemed to have suddenly cooled down.

"You said that he slapped Chiyo Amamiya?"

In the study on the first floor of the Watanabe family, Amemiya Ayana stood up and walked to the window.

After opening the window, she looked outside.

The dark yellow sky seemed to be falling down at this moment, and it looked like a violent storm was brewing.

If nothing unexpected happens, the dark yellow color that occupies the entire sky will completely turn into gray-brown in a while.

"Yes."

Standing upright in front of the desk, the old butler nodded slightly and gave an affirmative answer quite solemnly.

This news was told to him by Masao Amemiya himself.

Of course, he told him in a very clever way, in a very natural, complaining tone.
——It’s like complaining about why I’m so unlucky today.

"why?"

Ayana Amamiya rubbed her brows. She didn't quite understand the meaning of Masao Amamiya's actions.

In her impression, as long as core interests are not involved, the man who always puts interests first will not take off his mask or even hit anyone.

"Maybe it's because he's too angry, or maybe he wants to show his kindness to you and express his 'apology' to you through this behavior."

When he said the last two words, the old butler unconsciously emphasized his tone.

He knew Amamiya Masao's character very well.

The reason I say this is just irony.

"Heh, do you believe this? How can a sophisticated egoist who puts his own interests first feel guilty towards others? If you're telling a joke, then this one is pretty good. It has a flavor of black humor."

The Saint Lady shook her head, her tone as calm as if she was talking about today's weather.

From this perspective, Masao Amemiya and Chiyo Amemiya are indeed a perfect match.

The latter is the mistress who wants to win over the Amemiya family, while the former is the head of the family who knows the mistress's thoughts but does not point them out, and is only thinking about how to take advantage of her.

Everyone is calculating, but no one knows who will outsmart whom in the end.

"It doesn't matter what I think, it's what you think, miss."

The old butler looked at Amamiya Ayana's back and waited silently for her answer.

"I can't understand the meaning of his doing this. If it's just to let me see his 'attitude', then his purpose has been achieved - even if I don't believe this."

Amamiya Ayana shrugged and closed the window.

The rain was getting heavier, and even with the shelter of the awning, some cool raindrops still blew into the room.

"I don't know about that."

The old butler lowered his eyebrows.

"Some things simply can't be changed by one or two so-called 'shows of goodwill', or by deliberate 'flattery', not to mention that I already knew his true nature."

Amamiya Ayana sat back in her chair and looked thoughtfully at the information in front of her.

This was brought to her by the old housekeeper yesterday afternoon.

[Ayana Amamiya represents only herself, not the Amamiya family]

This is the original quote above.

"In a sense, he and I are actually quite similar. At least we both love ourselves and are both independent-minded."

Ayana Amamiya hesitated for a moment, but still said this.

"..."

The old butler didn't say anything, but just looked at Amamiya Ayana silently.

In the past, he would definitely believe what his young lady said, and he firmly believed that only if the young lady loved herself and believed in herself could she avenge her mother.

But right now...

She is no longer the cold and icy young lady, but Ayana of Master Watanabe.

Whenever Master Watanabe was mentioned, the expression on the young lady's face would change visibly.

But as a butler, he knew very well what to say and when.

At a time like this, what he needs is not sabotage, but acquiescence.

"Just like You said, when a person who has always been cold-blooded and ruthless begins to repent, saying that he was wrong and that he committed a heinous crime, he is not really repenting, but he is just afraid."

Amemiya Ayana shook her head, her delicate face full of sarcasm.

"..."

Miss, maybe there is no need for me to tear down your plan, you are already tearing down your own plan.

The old butler consciously looked away, then coughed lightly and changed the subject.

He just talked about the result and didn't have time to talk about the cause.

"Miss, there is actually one more thing I haven't had time to tell you."

"You said."

"It's about the reason why Amamiya Masao beat Amamiya Chiyo - sorry, I'm a little emotional and need to adjust myself."

The old butler took a deep breath and suppressed his extremely happy emotions.

He was afraid that if he didn't adjust himself, his wrinkled face would soon show a bit more excitement that was visible to the naked eye.

Watching them fight each other made him feel so comfortable from the bottom of his heart, and he had an indescribable sense of pleasure.

If time permits, he would even like to go to the young lady's mother's grave immediately and tell her about this matter.

He believed that the other party could hear it.

"Don't worry, just tell me when you're ready."

Ayana Amamiya took out the documents beside her. There was still more than an hour before dinner time, so she planned to deal with the specific situation at the company.

"Yes, miss. Well, it would be more appropriate to say that this is both a 'show' by Amamiya Masao and a vent of anger in a desperate situation."

The old butler adjusted his mood and told the story seriously.

"I can understand putting on a show, but what do you mean by venting your anger on others? As far as I know, with the current status of the Amamiya family, there are only a handful of people who can anger Amamiya Masao and hold his head down to prevent him from getting angry. And among these people, there are very few who have conflicts with him."

As Amamiya Ayana spoke, she picked up a pen and started marking on the document.

"The order that the Amamiya family has been focusing on recently has been snatched away."

The old butler never had the habit of keeping people in suspense, so he went straight to the point.

He did not get this news from Amemiya Masao alone, he also asked the driver who was responsible for driving Amemiya Masao today to confirm the news.

He was the one who promoted the other party.

To be on the safe side, he even used another identity when promoting the driver.

He was very sure that Amemiya Masao was unaware of this.

"Oh? Good news. Who stole it? I have to send them a gift someday."

Hearing this, the Saint Lady's sketching action paused for a moment, and then she revealed a brilliant smile.

She is just a vulgar person. When she sees someone she doesn't like getting into trouble, she doesn't feel sad. She only thinks that person deserves it and should get even more unlucky!
"It was robbed by Master Watanabe. To be more precise, it was robbed by Master Watanabe and Miss Yasuhara together, right in front of us."

The old butler changed his usual straightforward narration and began to tell the story in a vivid manner.

To him, even if he was just retelling the story, even if he didn't see the scene with his own eyes, he still felt relieved. If it wasn't really inappropriate, he would even want to clench his fist and punch it hard in the air.

"what?"

After she finished speaking, Amamiya Ayana was stunned for two full seconds before she came back to her senses.

"Who do you think stole it?"

She put down her pen, raised her head and looked at the old butler.

"It was Master Watanabe who went to rob it with Miss Yasuhara. Miss, please be patient and let me explain it step by step."

The old butler answered his young lady's questions truthfully, and then began to speak with great enthusiasm.

To be honest, this was the most exciting time he had ever spoken.

He spoke very seriously and Amamiya Ayana listened very seriously too.

After about fifteen minutes, the old butler stopped talking.

He basically explained the cause and effect.

While he was relieved, he also observed his young lady's reaction.

"That fool!"

Amemiya Ayana pursed her lips, but a touch of emotion appeared between her brows.

She actually knew very well that Mr. Troll was not the kind of person who liked to haggle over trivial matters.

When he encounters a nasty face, after teaching the other person a lesson once, he will not do anything again. It can be said that he should forgive others when he can, or that he is too lazy to care anymore. In short, this is the first time he has acted like this.

"Master Watanabe is just angry that you were bullied by them before."

The old butler lowered his head and said this at the right time.

"I know."

Amemiya Ayana hummed in a naive way.

How could she not know!

That's her boss!

Buzz. Buzz.

Suddenly, her cell phone beside her vibrated.

She was in a good mood and picked up the phone, then...her brows unconsciously furrowed.

The caller was none other than Chiyo Amamiya, the smiling tiger.

'Then, miss, I will go back first.'

After giving his young lady a look, the old butler bowed to Amamiya Ayana and then left the study.

His work for the day had been completed, and all the messages and news that needed to be conveyed had been delivered.

As for the rest of the things and what the young lady will say on the phone, it is not something he, a butler, should be concerned about.

All he had to do now was to keep silent, do what a butler should do, and provide convenience to the young lady when necessary.

Click.

The door of the study closed gently, and Ayana Amamiya was the only one left in the room.

Buzz. Buzz.

The phone continued to vibrate.

After hesitating for a while, she finally picked up the phone.

She had already prepared herself mentally. If Amamiya Chiyo said something disgusting, she would fight back without hesitation.

From beginning to end, she had never been afraid of this woman.

I wasn’t afraid before, and I’m even less afraid now.

However, the other party's first sentence clearly exceeded her expectations.

"Hello? Is this Ayana?"

It's different from the domineering tone of the past.

This time, Amemiya Chiyo's voice on the phone was not only less confident, but also a bit timid.

It was as if I had just been beaten severely.

It suddenly became much clearer.

Oh……

She forgot that Chiyo Amamiya was indeed beaten today.

Or a hard slap.

Thinking of this, Amemiya Ayana's mouth corners unconsciously raised slightly.

Dog bites dog, it's really fun.

"It's me, but I guess our relationship isn't that good, eh? 'Second Madam'."

Amemiya Ayana deliberately emphasized the last three words.

Isn't it just disgusting? She can do that too.

"You...I'm not here to quarrel with you this time."

Chiyo Amamiya gritted her teeth and finally suppressed her emotions.

When had she ever been bullied like this? She got beaten and had to apologize to the little girl.

But in her current status, she still has to do this. "Oh, so you are here to share life?"

There was a hint of teasing in Amamiya Ayana's tone.

"..."

Chiyo Amamiya took away her phone, her chest heaving violently, and her heavily made-up face was full of gnashing teeth.

This little bitch! She just got in touch with the Anyuan family, what's there to be so arrogant about!
call.

She took a deep breath and suppressed the bulging veins.

Now, she had to endure it, no matter how humiliating it was.

"sorry."

Chiyo Amamiya closed her eyes and uttered these three words.

"Oh?"

There was a hint of playfulness in Amamiya Ayana's voice.

But unfortunately, Chiyo Amamiya did not give her a chance to speak and hung up the phone.

Toot, toot.

Hearing the busy tone in the mobile phone receiver, her mood suddenly became more cheerful.

"Mr. Troll, Mr. Troll."

The Saint Lady shook her head and put away her phone.

After taking a look at the unfinished document, she stood up.

The file can be viewed at any time, but Keren wants to see it now!

After walking out of the study and glancing at the closed kitchen door, the Saint Lady tiptoed to Watanabe Yu's room.

Mr. Troll will definitely be in his room before dinner.

——This is the consensus of all residents of the Watanabe family.

She didn't even knock. After turning the unlocked doorknob, she looked around the empty corridor like a thief and walked in quietly.

Don’t ask her who she learned this from. The only answer is that she learned this from Ryoko who changed her sleeping place in the middle of the night.

She planned to give him a surprise, such as sneaking around his side, giving him a big hug, and then rewarding him with a kiss.

But plans can never keep up with changes.

At this moment, the person she wanted to surprise was lying on the bed, breathing evenly, looking like he had fallen asleep.

"Are you taking a break at this time? Maybe you are tired?"

Amamiya Ayana muttered.

Judging from the progress Ryoko is making, dinner will not be served for at least forty minutes.

or……

Her body made the decision faster than her mind.

Just like before, she sneakily lifted the quilt and crawled in.

But perhaps her movements were too big, or perhaps he was already in a half-asleep state, and the moment she lay beside him, he opened his eyes.

When their eyes met, their gazes met in the air.

"Ayana?"

Watanabe Yu was stunned for a moment.

It seems that both girls in the family like to use this trick, right? Last time it was Ryoko, and this time it was the Saint Miss.

"I'm sleepy."

Ayana Amamiya looked a little unnatural, but she still pretended to be calm and closed her eyes.

At this distance, the courage she had originally had was gone in an instant.

"..."

Fine.

Watanabe Yu did not expose her. He closed his eyes and went back to rest.

Although the contract was signed smoothly today, the details negotiated and the series of subsequent trivial matters still made him mentally exhausted.

Dealing with people is indeed a waste of both energy and time.

Suddenly, a small hand was placed in his palm.

The cool and delicate touch made his nerves thrill, but soon his nerves relaxed again.

Just like the Saint Lady's familiar movements, this was also familiar to him.

"Before I walked in, I thought you were still writing."

Amemiya Ayana turned her head, glanced at Watanabe Yu who had his eyes closed, and started talking softly.

She herself didn't notice that her voice at this moment was so gentle compared to usual that it was totally unlike her.

"…I'm a little tired today, so I thought I'd take a rest before dinner."

Watanabe Yu answered the Saint Lady's questions truthfully.

It had indeed been a long time since he had to deal with such an occasion. After such a meeting, even when the other party was trying to please him, he was exhausted both physically and mentally. His skills in this area had indeed deteriorated.

Of course, it is also possible that he has simply been too comfortable during this period, which directly led to him not liking that kind of scene.

But that's life. Even if you don't like it, you still have to do what you have to do.

"Ah."

Amemiya Ayana squeezed his hand gently without asking any further questions.

She knew that when people are mentally exhausted, most people would rather listen to others talk than talk themselves.

This is also the reason why most office workers would rather lie on the sofa, watch familiar TV programs and take a nap after a tiring day.

Even if the TV programs are boring, they still like to keep them on.

The reason is simple: at least when watching TV, their tense minds can relax.

"Thank you for today."

The Saint Lady hesitated for a moment, but still uttered this sentence.

She actually thought that saying thank you might seem a bit strange.

But after thinking it over again and again, she still said these three words.

——Because there are no other words that are more suitable for the current situation than these three words.

Not to mention, these three words can give her courage.

In a sense, these three words can be regarded as her encouragement to herself.

"Well, you're welcome?"

There was a hint of teasing in Watanabe Yu's voice.

But he did not open his eyes. Such idle chat made him even sleepier.

He now understood why whispering sounds, among the white noises used to aid sleep, were so popular.

"Do you think I'm not sincere enough?"

The Saint Lady turned sideways, looked at Watanabe Yu's profile, and asked jokingly.

At this distance, her Mr. Troll's face was much clearer.

"Not really. I just don't think there's any need to say thank you. Didn't you help me so much before? You even gave me some gold coins."

Watanabe Yu's voice unconsciously sounded a little sleepy, and he felt his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

"But you didn't ask for it, except for the lodging fee on the table."

Amemiya Ayana pulled away the hand she was holding with him, and then moved a little closer to his side.

The distance between the two of them suddenly became much closer at this moment.

Her breath could even hit the side of his face.

"If I take whatever you give me and always accept everything, our relationship will become sour."

Although he was very sleepy, his mind was quite clear on this matter.

His own experience told him that if there was one-sided giving and one-sided acceptance, the end result would definitely be an imbalance in the relationship.

"It may have been like this before, but now, I don't think there is any need to worry about it anymore."

Amamiya Ayana raised her hand and gently stroked the side of his face.

She had actually thought about the possibility he mentioned, and her giving to him at that time actually had some meaning in this regard.

Not much though.

"Because the Saint Lady has taken up residence in the Frost Troll's lair?"

Yu Watanabe made a little joke.

"more or less."

Amemiya Ayana responded with a smile, she withdrew her hand, turned around, and turned on the bedside light switch.

pat.

The warm light that was on just now suddenly dimmed, and the room was plunged into darkness. The only sound that could be heard was the much reduced sound of rain falling outside the window.

"Do you remember that you still owe me two dates for what you promised me before?"

The Saint Lady turned around and looked at the figure that disappeared into the darkness.

"Yeah, remember."

Watanabe Yu's voice became increasingly confused.

He did have an impression of this incident, and he remembered it very clearly, but the Saint Lady never said the specific time. In addition, the company had just been opened and there were a lot of trivial matters, so this matter was temporarily put aside.

"As for the time, how about the end of this month? Is that okay?"

Amemiya Ayana moved close to his side, her warm breath hitting his ears, and her voice became gentler.

She also wanted to go on a date with him earlier, but with things going on at the company and some other trivial matters, she really didn't have that much time.

"no problem."

In this regard, he has always respected women's wishes.

"Then..."

Amemiya Ayana closed her mouth, and her face, which was immersed in the night, became increasingly rosy.

"And then?"

Watanabe Yu asked subconsciously.

But what answered him was not words, but the feeling of the quilt sliding gently aside, and then the faint floral scent that suddenly poured into his nostrils.

The refreshing floral scent made him open his eyes instinctively.

Amemiya Ayana had sat on top of him without her noticing.

Although the room was dark, he could still see her expression clearly.

Likewise, she could also clearly see his expression at the moment.

"..."

Amemiya Ayana lowered her head and kissed him on the lips.

At this moment, she didn't know what to say, but what she knew was that it was always right to express her feelings through actions.

"Thank you, Mr. Troll who belongs only to me."

She turned her head and hugged him tightly.

then.

She kissed his neck and bit it gently.

The stinging sensation made him instinctively gasp, but what entered his nose was her body fragrance.