I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

"Then you go on, I'm going to be late, take my leave."

The man calmly carried the noodles he bought

Bao passed by everyone, while the clerk behind the checkout warmly waved goodbye to Nanami.

"Thank you, welcome to visit next time, Mr. Jianren~"

After these words, you can clearly see that Nanami's steady steps were messy for a moment, and then accelerated significantly.

He disappeared in the crowd and around the corner of the street.

....Wait, what did she call Nanami just now?

Mr. Jianren? !

With a crash, everyone who realized this suddenly swarmed up and surrounded the cashier, their eyes shining with gossip, among them Gojo Satoru was the most powerful.

"Miss clerk, are you familiar with that gentleman?"

"——Are you familiar?" Kugisaki's head squeezed in.

The clerk seemed to have never seen such a battle before. She took half a step back at a loss, put on a shy smile on her face, and scratched her cheek.

"Ah...that...isn't actually very familiar...!"

stare--

"Really... not very familiar..."

Keep staring——

"Well... I just received a little help from Mr. Nanami before. It's really nothing!"

The clerk's cheeks were almost red, and she repeatedly emphasized that there was no further relationship between the two.

Completely unconvincing.

Chapter 174 Like the cream on the cake

However, this was not a problem for the gossip-minded few. Under Gojo Satoru's insistence and Cheng Rang and Isabella's decision to order an expensive birthday cake here, the clerk finally relented.

At that time, Nanami didn't seem to have joined a high school to become a magician, but was a member of a company, commonly known as a social beast.

This point has no conflict with his setting of working hard as a worker.

Isabella and Kugizaki nodded repeatedly and chatted with the clerk. Behind them, Cheng Rang and Gojo Satoru were like naughty children holding the plastic forks left behind after the free trial and "fighting" while imitating " piupiu~clean you!" Such sound effects.

Xiao Mo hugged the display case of the birthday cake and lay drooling on it, while Yoshino smiled helplessly and used the paper towel he brought to wipe the glass that was wet with her saliva.

It seemed that only the knotweed was carefully holding its chin to choose a birthday cake for Fushiguro.

"....How about this strawberry flavor? It's better to use jam to write 'Happy Birthday Megumin~' or something on it. No, no, just draw his face with chocolate sauce.... Then It would definitely be funny if the sea urchin head was painted..."

As if imagining Fushiguro's despairing Sima face when he saw the cake with his Q-version avatar painted on it, Hezhuang couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It's not normal...it's better to say that none of these people are normal!

"I didn't start working here, but at another bakery..."

The clerk girl recalled the past.

"Hmm, what next?"

"Mr. Nanami seems to like eating a French sandwich very much. Almost... no, he will come in and buy it every time he passes by on the way to work."

The two knew each other at that time. Although they didn't know their names, they had no interaction at all except checking out and welcoming.

But the clerk girl felt that such a mature man must be very reliable.

Even though she had already forgotten which day it was, Nanami still only bought that sandwich. Perhaps it was because the clerk had not slept well recently, so she paid more attention to Nanami who had heavy dark circles under her eyes.

"Are you okay? Did you have a good rest?"

He didn't answer, but just stared at himself and said, "...You, on the other hand, look particularly tired."

"Ah, can you see? I always feel my shoulders are heavy lately, and I can't sleep well..." The clerk moved her shoulders and tapped the sore area.

Only today, I don't know what the man in front of me was thinking. He suddenly said a lot to himself, which made the clerk feel strange and also a little incomprehensible.

"My job is basically like this, let rich people give us their money, and then we make them richer. To be honest, even if I am gone, no one will be bothered. But if there is no bread It’s a headache for people who want to eat bread. But for some reason, I make more money from a job that has little to do with other people’s lives. It’s really strange when you think about it calmly..."

"Are you showing off...!?"

"no."

Looking at the weak curse spirit entangled on the clerk's shoulder, Nanami seemed to have made some kind of decision.

"Can...please take a step forward?" He asked the clerk.

"What's wrong?" Although she showed doubts, the clerk still obeyed and took a step forward.

brush!

As if cutting something with her hands, Nanami waved her palm knife and created a breeze in front of the clerk.

"Shoulder, how do you feel?"

After coming back to her senses, facing a series of strange things Nanami did to herself, the clerk suddenly began to move her shoulders and body briskly.

"Hey, ah...eh?! So light..."

"If you still feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital and say goodbye." Nanami turned around and left calmly as usual.

The bell at the door of the store rang for the second time, and the clerk chased him out for the first time.

"Please wait!"

seven

The sea did not stop.

"Thank you——! Please come again!"

"..."

"Ah? Didn't you hear...?" The clerk raised her voice again, "Thank you——! Please! Come back next time!"

【Thanks. 】

Nanami originally felt that she was a person who had no chance of [survival value].

But if in this shitty job, I can occasionally hear "Thank you" like this again...

Can you feel a little happier or more relaxed?

After all, I have never heard such thanks for my so-called job of serving rich people.

From the bottom of my heart, but only for the little things I say to myself - thank you.

Opening her phone, she selected the contact named "Gojo Satoru" and pressed the dial button.

"Hey, this is Nanami, I have something to say in person."

"....Well, I will go to the junior high school tomorrow."

Facing the voice on the phone, Nanami frowned slightly.

"--why are you laughing?"

...

"I didn't expect Mr. Nanami's opportunity to become a magician to be so common..."

Gojo Satoru came up and raised his hand and said: "I can testify that it is indeed like this. On a very ordinary day, I just answered the call from that ordinary office worker... and then it happened."

"Ordinary office workers...?" Cheng Rang threw the plastic fork into the trash can and pinched his chin: "That sounds awesome."

The clerk then smiled and continued: "It is true that Mr. Nanami has not been to the previous store much since then, but [Spellcaster]? Is this a new profession on the Internet recently?"

"Ahhhhh...! Well...that's it, haha..." Everyone realized that they had accidentally spilled the beans and quickly covered each other up.

After all, even if you tell ordinary people about the magician thing, they won't be able to understand it.

"You seem to be very familiar with Mr. Nanami, are you also his colleague?" The clerk politely did not ask any more questions about the magician, but related to other things - such as Mr. Nanami's interpersonal relationship.

"Well, that's it..."

"Has Nanami bought bread here recently?" Knotweed seemed to have decided on the style of the cake and came over.

Isabella turned around and noticed Yoshino's predicament, and walked over like a parent with her hands on her hips, saying, "Don't cause trouble to others, come down quickly."

"Chocolate cake...it's so big!"

The clerk first smiled and said to Isabella, who nodded to apologize, that it was okay, and then said: "Yes, because I accidentally saw Mr. Nanami passing by the store recently. The previous store was closed due to unexpected circumstances, so I was transferred. Come here."

"Uh, Miss clerk, your previous store is not right here..."

"It's in Shibuya, not far from here, but most of the businesses there have started to renovate."

"terribly sorry..."

"Huh? Why does the guest say that?"

"No, it's nothing."

While feeling strange about the behavior of Mr. Nanami's friends, the clerk smiled shyly: "So I feel very lucky to see Mr. Nanami again... so I specially-"

"Does that mean that kind of sandwich bread is only available in Nanami?!"

"Well, if the store manager doesn't agree to add new products... we should only make one every day."

"Me! I'll come! How much does this store cost!?" Cheng Rang waved the banknotes and was pulled aside by Isabella's collar.

"Don't cause trouble!"

"You can do it all!" Cheng Rang's voice gradually faded away.

The clerk smiled dryly as he watched Cheng Rang being dragged away by Isabella, and then said: "But I think it's good now. At least we all know each other's names."

"Yes~ I've already called you!" Kugisaki immediately shouted, looking at the clerk's badge, "Ms. Hanazawa."

Hanazawa Honomi·Staff - Yayoi Cake Shop.

This is engraved on it.

But since it is a cake shop, there must be something like bread, and the sales volume is still the largest. After all, not everyone will come here to buy cakes on their birthday.

Gojo Satoru leaned on the cashier counter understandingly, leaned forward and said secretly: "So, Nanami is still single now, she is 27 years old this year~"

"Guest...Guest! Please stop joking!"

"I think you two are quite suitable~ Come on, Ms. Hanazawa!" Gojo Satoru encouraged Daichi without any hesitation.

"This guest!"

As a result, I made everyone blush...I almost had to kick Gojo Satoru out.

Chapter 175: Heartbroken

Although the scene was a bit chaotic, it was more of a lively one. After settling the birthday cake matter, the topic returned to another aspect.

"....birthday present?"

"Is there anything you want from Fushiguro... lately?" Kugisaki thought while tapping his forehead.

Hu Zhi spread his hands aside and said, "Fushihei usually doesn't talk about this kind of thing when he communicates with us.

Bar. "

"...So that guy explained very little about himself, and he has almost no understanding!"

"So how old is Fushiguro's birthday this time?" Cheng Rang asked secretly to Isabella who was standing aside.

"Sixteen years old."

I got a decisive answer immediately.

Cheng Rang suddenly realized, nodded and said, "That's quite memorable."

"Although I don't expect you, husband, to remember everyone's birthdays, but you should know how old they are..."

"Maki has C."