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

Chapter 509 Two 'Assignments'

It started raining heavily in Tokyo after nightfall.

Amidst the pattering rain, the streets of the residential area quickly became deserted, with most pedestrians and vehicles disappearing, leaving only empty streets in the distance.

The cold rain, along with the cold wind, swept through the entire residential area. Under the chilly wind that seemed to penetrate through clothes and seep into the bones, the relatively warm end of November finally took on a hint of autumn chill.

"It's raining."

At the Watanabe residence, in front of the small bar on the first floor.

Ayana Amamiya, dressed in her loungewear, gazed out the window, a complex emotion flickering in her beautiful eyes.

Although she was no longer afraid of rainy nights like this, she still couldn't help feeling a little down in this kind of weather.

"Have you collected the clothes?"

Sitting next to the young lady, Watanabe suddenly remembered this incident.

There's a saying that goes something like this: some people are watching the rain, some are watching people watch the rain, some are getting soaked, and some are wondering if they've brought in their laundry yet.

Things to lament can wait, and life can be reflected upon later, but whether or not the clothes have been put away needs to be done now.

"Is this your first sentence? On a rainy day like this, in such a warm home."

Upon hearing this, Ayana Amamiya turned her gaze away from the window, her gloomy mood lifted by his words.

In a sense, Yu does have a good sense of humor; at least she was genuinely somewhat exasperated by the humor.

“I know what you mean. You mean the atmosphere is just right right now. All that’s missing is a European-style fireplace so we can start our movie-like late-night conversations.”

Having spent so much time together, how could Watanabe Yu not understand what the Holy Maiden meant?

"If we put a camera there, it could easily be used as a scene in a movie."

He pointed towards the living room, indicating that it was a good spot for a camera, "But romance is romance, and when it's time to live life, you still have to live life."

So, have you taken the clothes in?

Although it's a bit late to ask this now, as the saying goes, it's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost.

"Received."

The young lady was amused by someone's twisted logic. She shook her head with a smile and answered his question helplessly.

It's quite interesting, though. Despite the terrible atmosphere, she didn't seem genuinely angry at all. Instead, she found the blockhead rather amusing.

After all, there are very few people who can make her laugh out loud.

"That's good, so we won't have to go through the sun again." Watanabe breathed a sigh of relief, then changed the subject, "Now we can get back to the main topic."

He was well aware that girls are born with a romantic gene and they really enjoy romantic things.

Therefore, when it's time to be romantic, you should still indulge in a little romance.

Even though he had already somewhat ruined the atmosphere, having this attitude is better than not having it at all.

"The atmosphere is all gone, it's all your fault." Ayana Amamiya muttered coquettishly, then raised her smooth chin, gesturing for Yu Watanabe to look towards the bar. "This bar has been installed for so long, and we haven't even used it yet."

The young lady, dressed in casual clothes, possessed an indescribable charm. Unlike her usual coldness, her expression was now as soft as a petting kitten, making one want to reach out and touch her.

"Well, after all, no one in our family has a habit of drinking alcohol."

Watanabe Yu nodded.

Whether it's Ayana and the others, or their parents, they don't drink much.

In daily life, my parents never drink alcohol unless it's absolutely necessary. Oh, wait, my dad will occasionally have a couple of drinks with my mom when he's in a particularly good mood, but that's very rare.

So few that he's only seen him once this year.

—That was the time when he brought Ayana and the others home.

"Your uncle and aunt don't drink?"

Ayana Amamiya was somewhat surprised.

Theoretically speaking, people who can build a large business are all good drinkers, and they usually have a high alcohol tolerance. She had personally witnessed a president of a company that mainly dealt in steel pipes get a bunch of people drunk to the point of passing out at a party.

Even her father, whom she didn't particularly like and even loathed, was quite a drinker.

"Most of the time it's just for social occasions." Watanabe Yu said this with great pride. "In non-social occasions, like around the New Year, they don't drink alcohol. If they really can't resist, they'll have a drink or two."

This is much better than those who, once they pick up a glass of wine, forget everything else and always say they'll leave after finishing this drink.

To be honest, if that's really the case, he'll have a headache, especially when they get older and he has to take on the responsibility of the family. That would be the most frustrating.

Excessive alcohol consumption in old age can lead to a significant number of illnesses and complications.

Before he transmigrated, he frequently visited the hospital due to a chronic illness, and during that time, he witnessed far too many similar cases.

Interestingly, these patients always strongly object to the doctors' comments, as if their illness would disappear if they could win the argument.

After the doctor's silence, these emotionally agitated patients gradually calm down and are then forced to face reality under duress.

It is at times like these that they become particularly sensitive after experiencing emotional ups and downs.

He had seen people cry like children.

But how should I put it? These kinds of people are both deserving of sympathy and not deserving of sympathy.

After all, when their family members kindly advised them to drink less, they didn't cry and shed tears; instead, they rudely told them to shut up.

All I can say is that he brought it on himself.

"Then wouldn't our little bar be wasted?"

Perhaps because she had just taken a shower, Ayana Amamiya's voice became soft.

"It's not exactly a waste. Although it's full of undrinkable alcohol, there's also sparkling water." Watanabe Yu stood up. Now that things had come to this point, how could he not understand what the saintess meant? "So, would you like a drink?"

While it might sound like he's bragging, he does know a little bit about basic bartending.

Of course, the same applies to making sparkling water.

"You mean?"

A hint of expectation appeared in the eyes of the young lady, and she could roughly guess what he meant.

But this skill was something that someone had never revealed to them.

This person really knows how to keep things confidential!

“It’s sparkling water.” Watanabe paused for a moment. “Although I’m not interested in bars, I’m very interested in the drinks that bartenders make. I guess you could say I secretly learned a few tricks.”

He doesn't actually know many drinks; he only knows a few classic sparkling water beverages.

Of course, there are also a few sparkling wines and cocktails.

"Then I want to drink the best one you make."

Ayana Amamiya blinked, her watery eyes staring straight at him.

"Okay, but there's alcohol in it, are you sure?"

Watanabe Yu confirmed it again and again.

His favorite drink is a beverage marketed as sparkling water, which leaves you slightly tipsy. "No problem, I can hold my liquor!"

Ayana Amamiya was very confident, even though she had never drunk alcohol before.

Interestingly, the previous owner listed this bar counter as one of the selling points, but it's clear that what the previous owner valued most seems to have lost its place here.

After all, they don't drink alcohol and have no interest in it.

But then again, very soon! This bar will soon be put to its proper use.

"That's no problem."

Having received an affirmative answer, Watanabe Yu walked behind the bar and, relying on his memory, skillfully retrieved the bartending tools and the necessary ingredients.

Although he didn't use the items at this bar very often, he still studied them carefully when they were moved in.

Because once a man starts living with his girlfriend, he will begin to learn some essential life skills, including but not limited to changing light bulbs, unclogging drains, disassembling and installing simple electric fans, and repairing home appliances.

So, to avoid having to learn on the spot, he did some research beforehand.

"Speaking of which, what did you and Kiriyama talk about? Why did you look a little strange when you were walking back to the classroom from the hallway?"

Watching Watanabe Yu begin washing the cups, Amamiya Ayana leaned on the table and naturally started a conversation.

She was quite interested in this matter.

"We talked about what happened at the amusement park that day."

Watanabe Yu's hands didn't stop moving; he methodically finished making the drink he was best at.

"Then my mom sent me a message saying that there's a private party the week after next, or more accurately, an engagement party."

If he could, he wouldn't want to go through all that trouble, but unfortunately, since he embarked on this path, many things have become beyond his control.

To gain something, you always have to give something in return.

"Do you need us to go?"

Ayana Amamiya reacted quickly.

"Yes."

Watanabe Yu placed the clean glass on the table, then took ice cubes from the ice maker and put them into the glass, followed by a piece of grape-colored jelly.

"Then let's go, but what about the engagement party?"

Ayana Amamiya watched his movements intently, her brows furrowed with eager anticipation.

She felt that if she watched it a few more times, she should be able to learn it too.

Because so far, he hasn't performed any particularly difficult moves.

"The daughter of the president of that cosmetics company is engaged." Watanabe Yu thought for a moment, then added, "I don't know her name yet, my mom didn't tell me in the text message either."

In a sense, this can be considered their family's 'tradition'.

"That's great, maybe the complimentary gifts at the dinner will be their flagship cosmetics."

The young lady made a joke.

Her cosmetics are all custom-made, but recently Yu's mother gave her some, so she started using the ones her aunt gave her.

"That's right, we can get something for free again."

Watanabe Yu cooperated by pretending to suddenly realize something.

But his hands didn't stop moving. He took out grape juice and poured it into a glass, then took out a shaker, poured in a small amount of rum, and started shaking it vigorously.

If we're talking about people with strong arm strength, bartenders should be considered one of them, right?

After all, the shaking force is so strong that most people couldn't handle the job.

Who are you planning to bring with you then?

Ayana Amamiya asked a question she already knew the answer to.

"I'll take you with me, and then bring Ryoko along too. We can take this opportunity to buy her a formal dress." Watanabe paused for a moment, "and then get her some autumn and winter clothes."

The latter was too frugal. Even though her mother often took her shopping, she still didn't have many clothes. Every time her mother said she would buy something, Ryoko would make many excuses to refuse. In the end, she would only buy one or two pieces of clothing, and later she wouldn't buy anything at all.

My mother thinks Ryoko is good at managing money, but she also feels sorry for her. She has nagged me a lot about this.

"I want too."

Ayana Amamiya's long eyelashes trembled, and her voice softened. Under the dim yellow light, she seemed to be draped in a warm veil as she leaned on the bar, and her once aloof face became incredibly gentle.

At this moment, she finally resembled a naive, innocent, and lively rich girl from a TV drama.

“Then let’s buy it.” Watanabe Yu put down his tools, raised his chin with great arrogance, poured the thoroughly shaken rum into a glass, and then added a large amount of sparkling water. “We have plenty of money.”

"Then thank you, brother."

A slight smile appeared on her lips, and her voice became sweet and cloying.

Her aunt had told her that a pretty girl's coquettishness was no less potent than the most potent love potion.

After all, the one being pampered will always feel a little envious.

Except for Sigma.

Yu is, of course, not that kind of Sigma.

"Here."

After squeezing a little more lemon juice into the glass, Watanabe Yu put a slice of lemon into the glass, then forcibly suppressed his itchy feeling and pushed the grape rum sparkling water (alcohol) in front of him towards her.

"Please enjoy your meal, dear guest."

The grape juice gave the entire glass of sparkling water a pinkish hue, making it look quite beautiful.

What if I get drunk?

The young lady raised her eyebrows and looked at him with somewhat innocent eyes.

"I'll help you up."

Yu Watanabe provided an answer.

“When people are sober or not, their emotions fluctuate the most, and at those times, they crave a hug.” Ayana Amamiya’s voice was a little softer, but she still said it. “What I mean is, it’s time to hand in my homework, brother.”

Her voice was sweet, like ice cubes colliding in a glass on a hot summer day; just hearing the sound of them colliding made one feel cool and refreshed.

"Submit one copy?"

Watanabe swallowed hard.

At times like these, he felt a deep understanding for Lü Bu, who had declared he would abstain from alcohol from that very day forward.

“Then there must be two portions!” She turned her head, resting her chin on her left hand, like a little fox who had succeeded in her plan. “Right, Ryoko?”

The direction she was looking in was towards Ryoko Hamabe, who had just finished showering and was walking towards her in a bathrobe, drying her hair.

(End of this chapter)