Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 41 "Rainy Day Business and Summer Memories"

Thor moved slightly.

The previous second, Masumi was still complaining about the drizzle that never gained momentum and seemed to last for an unusually long time.

The next moment, thunder rolled through the air—

Lightning illuminated the twisted figure of Takemikaze, holding a sledgehammer, striking the cumulonimbus clouds as thick as rice cakes, squeezing out all the moisture.

The heavy rain poured down, falling onto the eaves and then onto the ground.

Breathing makes people breathless and short of breath.

"It looks incredible." Masumi sighed, looking out the window, "It doesn't look like the plum rain season at all."

"What would that be like? A typhoon? A summer rainstorm?" Asami asked.

"As for both of these, I also don't want to come."

Masumi answered Asami with these words, lowering his eyelashes and focusing his gaze on the comic book page in his hand.

This comic book is called "Two People Smoking at the Back Door of the Supermarket". As the name suggests, it tells the story of a tired middle-aged office worker who chats with another mysterious female clerk at the smoking area at the back door of the supermarket every day.

I didn't buy it at the bookstore, but borrowed the book from Mami.

It turns out that daily chats between two people can also be very interesting.

"I wish it were spring in Kobe all year round," he said as he turned the page.

“It seems like there’s no place like that in this country.”

Masumi was responded to by a stern and cold female voice.

Kamiyo Rin opened the dessert cabinet, took out a plate of desserts and placed it between the three of them.

The crystal clear hemispherical pastry, like solidified flowing water, lies on the plate. The clear skin wraps the red filling, which looks very pleasing.

Red bean water steamed buns, with a transparent outer skin made of kudzu starch and sugar water, filled with red bean paste, are a common Japanese confectionery snack.

Asami picked up a water bun and put it in her mouth, chewing it and saying, "Masumi-kun, don't you like summer?"

"Yeah, because it's hot."

"Just because of this is too superficial, isn't there a lot of fun things to do in the summer?"

"for example?"

"White sandy beaches, turquoise waves, palm tree fronds, lighting fireworks sticks under the soft evening stars, indulging in a dream of a never-ending summer."

Asami intertwined her fingers, clenched her fists in front of her, and showed a look of longing.

"That sounds so romantic. Is this a memory of your youth?"

"These are the youthful memories of anime characters," she sighed. "My summer memories are of eating somen noodles with my family in the yard, the cicadas chirping in the countryside making me feel uneasy."

"And even though they're family, they're fighting over some noodles and won't give in at all."

After all, this is part of the fun of eating somen.

"It doesn't matter. The first type of memory has nothing to do with most ordinary people."

After thinking for a moment, Masumi added, "And Nagasaki somen is delicious."

His personal favorite is to eat it with mackerel sauce.

"That's true, but Masumi-kun's words are discouraging no matter how you listen to them."

Her beautiful brown eyes narrowed slightly. Asami felt a little weak, a gentle breath leaking out from between her lips and teeth.

"At this point, shouldn't I just say, 'It's okay, leave it to me! Let's create more beautiful memories together this summer!'"

She picked up another red bean bun and ate it out of boredom.

A rainstorm is different from a gentle drizzle. Even artistic young people would avoid it, fearing that their carefully groomed long hair and clothes would be messed up. Therefore, Fanxing had few customers today.

The three of them read comics and paperbacks and chatted together with the sound of rain and jazz as the background music.

"Ms. Mami, although I don't want to disturb you, I have to tell you that summer will be our busiest time. We won't have time to create those kinds of memories."

Rinne ruthlessly shattered Mami's longing with rational words.

"Eh?"

For the service industry, the time that ordinary people spend resting is the time they spend working and earning money.

Summer comes every year. When Masumi was a student, she always felt that summer was very short because of summer vacation. After she started working part-time to make a living, summer began to seem longer. "Don't you want to go to Miyakojima to see the dolphin show?"

"It's too far. Besides, there's a dolphin show at the Kobe aquarium, right?"

"But there's a beach nearby, so why not go there at least once on a holiday?"

"It's only the end of May, it's too early to say that."

Linyin didn't make a promise casually, nor did she refuse it outright, leaving room for maneuver.

"Speaking of which, in this weather, is there any point in opening the door?"

"There may still be guests."

Masumi silently turned the comic book to the next page.

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evening.

The sky was still dark, and leaden clouds hung over the city.

The rain continued to fall, but it had weakened considerably.

The raindrops were as thin as silk threads, and the weather turned into one where you could go out with just an umbrella.

In such weather, Fanxing finally welcomed a table of customers, which saved today's turnover from deficit.

Masumi put all his skills into making coffee, determined to make this customer a regular.

Weigh the water-to-powder ratio, moisten the filter paper, finely grind the coffee beans, and strictly control the water temperature, steaming time, and water injection volume.

Finally, use the milk heated by the steam rod to create insanely complex latte art on the surface of the coffee.

Masumi's special rainy day limited edition latte.

Interrupting Rin and Mami's reception, Masumi personally walked to the table with the cup of coffee.

"Hello, this is the latte you ordered. Please enjoy."

"Oh, thank you."

Seeing that the customer indeed showed an expression of surprise and astonishment, Masumi remained calm, nodded slightly and returned to the bar.

After the only customer left, the store became deserted again.

Masumi read the comics for a while and felt his eyes a little tired, so he put in the bookmark, closed the comics, and squinted his eyes to rest.

The coffee shop closes on time at seven o'clock.

"I'm going out for a walk and might stop by a convenience store. Is there anything I can help you bring?"

Asami and Kuon Mirai both returned to their rooms, leaving only Rinne on the first floor. Masumi asked the black-haired girl who was cleaning the machine.

"No."

She responded calmly.

"so."

Masumi went back to his room, took off his uniform, changed into light clothes, turned up his trouser legs, and went out with a transparent umbrella.

The new green sways in the drizzle.

There was still water on the asphalt road. Raindrops stretched the street lights, stirring on the water surface, creating ripples one after another, and then were crushed by a pair of sneakers.

Masumi walked aimlessly on the street.

Even though it was a rainy day, you could still see pedestrians walking on the street as if in an orderly manner. No matter what the weather was, people still lived their lives.

The drainpipes and sewers were faithfully performing their duties, but they were clearly overwhelmed and some roads were still flooded with water.

Masumi originally chose to go out for a walk because she didn't want to stay in the room on such a dull rainy day. Now that she was walking on the street, she was embarrassed to find that there was nowhere to go.

He swam forward through the dampness, stopped in front of a familiar convenience store, and folded his umbrella in the umbrella area in front of the store.

"——Welcome!"

　Please read it on Tuesday, it is very important for the recommendation
　　I finished watching The Sad and Happy Fisherman's Life on A B. It is really a very good work. It is a very warm and healing daily life. I feel that it will be very good if it is made into a Japanese drama. I almost missed this good work. Thanks to Brother Fan for the ending comment.

(End of this chapter)