Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 38. "Love Views and Cross-dressing Journalists"

"Would you like to try some of my new desserts?"

Coming out of the kitchen, Rinyin placed a chocolate sundae on the bar and asked the two people who were chatting.

Depending on the season, people's taste buds change.

In late May, before the rainy season, the temperature in Kobe was a bit sultry, and the air stained by dusk had a faint smell of burning, as if it had been baked by the sun.

Rinyin has been trying to develop desserts that suit the season.

The creamy ice cream is served in a transparent glass cup, and the dark chocolate covering it looks like the ridges of a mountain revealed when the snow melts, with red berries cut in half dotted on top.

"Okay, Masumi-kun, let's share."

"I'll forget it, you eat it yourself." Masumi refused.

"Oh." Mami scooped up a spoonful of sundae with a long silver spoon. The milky sweet cream, against the backdrop of the faint bitterness of chocolate, exuded a dreamy sweetness that spread on the tip of her tongue.

Her expression suddenly became animated.

Then he looked at Rin, who was sitting on a chair at the bar, and asked:
"We're talking about love, Rinne-chan, do you want to join in?"

"No, I'm not interested in this topic."

Rinyin shook her head.

She doesn't know much about love.

Since I don’t understand, I naturally have no interest.

Her parents' love eventually led to bitterness and tragedy, which made Rinyin lose her rosy filter and look at this matter rationally.

Even without the sweetener of love, Rin is very satisfied with her current life. Therefore, she has never thought about falling in love just for the sake of falling in love.

"Then you don't want to find someone to 'spend your life with' in the future?"

"have not thought."

Rin's answer was straightforward.

"After getting married, I was actually put in a cage, but it seemed like the cage lid was still open. The child I give birth to will close the cage lid tightly."

Masumi lowered her eyelashes while reading a book and spoke in a flat tone without any emotion.

"Is this your personal realization, Masumi-kun?" Asami asked him.

Masumi closed the book he was reading and was about to turn to the cover to see the author's name, but Rin's cold voice slowly fell before him.

"It's from Kenzaburo Oe."

This memory is quite amazing.

He took another look at the black-haired girl.

As if to explain his surprise, Linyin explained: "The book in your hand is the one I read three days ago."

"These two are so weird." Mami sighed hypocritically, "How come our country's literary masters can only write this kind of thing?"

"If you two ever have a wedding in the future, I will definitely not attend as a guest."

"It doesn't matter." Masumi said, "As long as the gift money is delivered, it doesn't matter whether the person is there or not."

This made Asami frown and gently elbow him.

The clock slowly pointed to half past six, with only half an hour left before the break. At this time, few customers would come, and the coffee shop gradually became deserted.

The guests left one by one.

"Masumi-kun, little Rinne."

Asami called both of their names softly.

"what?"

"Don't you think that guest is a little strange?"

Asami signaled with her eyes to a man sitting in the corner.

I ordered a half-cooked omelet rice and Earl Grey tea and have been sitting here since four o'clock.

In this slightly hot weather, even though the store is air-conditioned, he still wears his coat, a mask, and sunglasses. He doesn't look comfortable at all. Masumi also finds it strange. Did he take off his mask when he was eating omelet rice just now? I didn't notice.

Lin Yin was not impressed at all: "There's no need to be so concerned about the guest's identity. Just provide good reception service."

"That's right." Masumi nodded in agreement.

There are quite a lot of weird people you can meet in the service industry. For example, recently there was a regular customer who came to the store on time at 10 o'clock in the morning every day, ordered a latte and a bowl of matcha yokan, and then typed on the keyboard all day long from morning to night with a desperate expression.

Masumi once approached and started a conversation with the other person, who was a light novel writer who was in a hurry to finish his manuscript. Because he was writing about coffee shops, but he never drank coffee, so he came to the store to get inspiration.

It can be seen that he really doesn't drink coffee much, even adding full sugar to his latte.

Many famous writers love coffee. The French poet Voltaire is said to have drunk 40 to 50 cups of coffee in a single day. Masumi never even drank water that much.

"That's not what I'm talking about."

Asami's voice brought his thoughts back to reality.

"That person must be disguised. Maybe he is a very famous magazine reporter." She expressed her guess.

"Magazine reporter?"

"Yeah, maybe he's a reporter for a TV show doing an incognito interview, or maybe he's a freelance writer for a big publishing house."

"Then why did you come here?"

"Of course, it's to discover the inconspicuous treasure shop." Mami said a little excitedly.

"Amidst the beautiful Seto Inland Sea, a tranquil harbor nestled between the sea and mountains, lies a humble coffee shop. True to its name, "Stars"—a glimmer of light in the night sky, a moment's fixed gaze captivates the mind, captivated by its unique charm and brilliance. Today, I want to introduce this shop to the world."

Having written a decent introduction in such a short time, Masumi felt that she might have the talent to be a writer.

"You have such a rich imagination." He shook his head and sighed.

Maybe drawing comics requires this kind of imagination.

"Aren't you excited? If that happens, Fanxing will become a popular cafe overnight."

"and then?"

"And then... then everyone else will become famous too."

"Miyazawa Masumi, the coffee sage; Kamishiro Rinone, the cooking god; and myself... well, what kind of catchy nickname should I give myself?"

"Sister Mami." Rinyin said helplessly, "It's better to have less unrealistic fantasies."

"And the title of immortal is usually used to describe an old man with a white beard."

Upon hearing this, Masumi subconsciously touched his chin. There was some newly grown stubble that he hadn't shaved off, and it looked very green and a little prickly to the touch.

"I don't think he's a magazine reporter." Linyin judged.

"Xiao Linyin is right, it could be a scout."

When did Kamijou say the second half of the sentence?

Masumi suppressed the urge to complain.

It was difficult to interrupt someone who was lost in fantasy. He shook his head and said to Mami, "Since you're so curious, why not go and ask him?"

I wanted to let her back down, but unexpectedly, Mami nodded seriously.

She poured a glass of water and walked towards the table of the strange guest with a smile on her face.

"Come on, Mr. Scout & Reporter, have a glass of water."

"Thank you." The man took the cup of water she handed him. Halfway through thanking her, he suddenly realized something and said in confusion, "Um... I'm not a reporter, a scout, or anything like that..."

He spoke in a low and hoarse voice and sat far away in the corner. Masumi and Rin couldn't hear what they were saying at all, and they couldn't see their expressions because they were wearing sunglasses and masks.

However, one could also sense his helplessness from his body movements.

Masumi stared at the two people and chatted for a few words. The man suddenly stood up and shouted hurriedly towards the bar, "Thank you for the treat!", then turned and rushed out of the store.

Mami walked back to the two of them in a sullen manner, shrugged, and said:

"You're so shy, you can't do a good job as an interviewer."

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