All the goddesses in the world are lusting after my body.

"So cute that it makes you want to laugh."

"May I touch your cat ears?"

“Yes, yes…” Cheng Diemeng’s heart was still pounding because of Jiang Tang’s reply, and she quickly agreed.

So Jiang Tang's right hand began to touch the girl's earlobe.

"Hmm...?"

But Cheng Diemeng originally thought that Brother Jiang Tang would be touching the cat ear headband on her head!

"Didn't you say you were my...cat maid?"

Jiang Tang's words were ambiguous yet tinged with a hint of playfulness.

"What, is that not allowed?"

Jiang Tang's fingers gently pinched the girl's blushing earlobe and rubbed it lightly, as if caressing some rare jewel, feeling its warmth, its softness, and its sensitivity that gave birth to the girl.

Cheng Diemeng's ears were small and beautifully shaped, which Jiang Tang found irresistible.

As a result, Cheng Diemeng's breathing gradually became rapid, and her expression began to show a slight sense of disorientation.

"I...I am Master's cat maid...Master can do whatever he wants..."

She said this, which was practically handing over control of her body to Jiang Tang.

Jiang Tang smiled with satisfaction, slowly releasing the fingers that had been caressing Cheng Diemeng's earlobe. His fingertips slid along her earlobe toward the curve of her beautiful cheek, finally reaching her chin. Jiang Tang couldn't help but gently lift it, giving the impression of a bully harassing a respectable woman.

But the cat maid's eyes held nothing but expectation.

Jiang Tang thought to himself, "She's a very pettable cat, gentle and obedient." He lowered his hand, but Cheng Diemeng kept her head tilted back for a long, long time.

"I remember you asked customers to rate your service, right?"

"Yes, it is."

What is the maximum score?

Jiang Tang sat back down in his seat, took a sip of his iced cola, and asked as he felt the refreshing coolness.

Cheng Diemeng stretched out her hands in a very cute way, spreading her five fingers, just like a kitten that couldn't talk much.

"Ten points... Butterfly Dream, I'm entrusting my ten points to you. There should be a bonus, right?"

"The commission will be a little higher."

"Uh... I see. Then I only ordered one iced Coke. Does that seem a bit stingy, and won't allow you to earn more money?"

Jiang Tang said helplessly that he was not actually poor, but his long-standing thrifty mentality and rational thinking made him unable to be interested in a glass of iced cola that was priced seven or eight times higher.

"It's not shabby at all. Whatever the master does, he's elegant and... cool!"

"I'm embarrassed by what you're saying."

Jiang Tang smiled slightly, and then checked and scored the form handed to him by the maid.

Smiles, service attitude, attire, maid etiquette... a wide variety of rating criteria. The person who came up with all these rating items is truly amazing.

Jiang Tang checked the "Satisfied" box for each item, making it a perfect 10 out of 10.

In fact, guests are very picky about maids, and it's unlikely that they'll give them all points just because they're cute—of course, if you're so cute that they make people's hearts flutter, then disregard what Jiang Tang said.

Therefore, no matter which maid in the maid cafe receives a perfect score from a customer, she should be extremely grateful.

Jiang Tang's evaluation is, to date, Cheng Diemeng's only perfect score of 10.

She served a very limited number of guests, spending most of her time as a greeting maid, calling out slogans at the door or helping out in the kitchen.

Because she didn't know how to please the guests, the words "clumsy" and "awkward" originally defined her career as a maid.

But at this moment, a huge change occurred.

"Ten out of ten!" She clutched her evaluation sheet, her expression a mixture of disbelief and a hint of tears welling up in her eyes.

"I will... treasure it carefully!"

Compared to the commission, this evaluation form that fully affirmed her was the best gift Cheng Diemeng had ever received.

A short while later, Shixue returned, and the head maid seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

"The owner is sitting obediently in the seat~"

"Of course, I've been waiting for you. My stomach is growling. What's this?"

"It was a gift from my friend, a set of 'Tokyo Manji Avengers' manga!"

"Well... I suggest you stop watching halfway through, there are some problems later on."

"Hey! When did Master secretly peek at this?!"

"During evening self-study..." Jiang Tang wasn't the type of student who worked hard, and in fact, he didn't really need to. So, while he still paid attention in class, he would let himself go during evening self-study or other self-study periods without teacher supervision, either reading novels or comics.

Even if the patrolling director of the disciplinary office saw his behavior, he would often turn a blind eye.

The so-called academic genius is someone like this; all the teachers in the school are waiting for him to become the top scorer and bring glory to the school.

In the end, Jiang Tang lived up to everyone's expectations.

But this brings a new problem: there are several classmate reunions and teacher appreciation banquets coming up... should he still go?

An Qianxi is no longer in this city; she left quietly and without saying goodbye.

This gave Jiang Tang a severe sense of detachment; was there anything left in the school that he could still cherish...?

But he also understood that if there was any other way to find out An Qianxi's whereabouts, it might only be through these class reunions. She had many friends, and surely someone among them would know her whereabouts.

In the past, Jiang Tang and An Qianxi were always inseparable, but now they are separated by death.

One can almost imagine the feelings and discussions of those gossipy classmates when they saw Jiang Tang all alone.

When the model couple in the class have all broken up, who will still believe in love?

Especially the naive love of youth.

………………

Jiang Tang and Shi Xue left the comic convention and headed towards the restaurant shown on their phone's navigation.

Because it wasn't far, there was no need to take a taxi. Plus, the midday sun was perfect, and Jiang Tang loved watching his maid's skirt flutter lightly in the sunlight, like elegant butterfly wings.

The cherry blossom restaurant is located in the city center, where there is a lot of foot traffic. It is called "Niten". It has an elegant exterior and is mostly made of wood. There is even an entire wall used to hang ema (votive plaques) for customers to pray for good luck. Some of the wishes on them are touching, and some are funny. The only thing they have in common is that they can make people experience the feelings of others for a moment.

What was that person thinking when they wrote down their prayer, and why did they pray or make such a wish?

It's quite thought-provoking.

Jiang Tang and Shi Xue both chose to stop and watch instead of immediately going into the restaurant to enjoy the delicious food.

"I hope to be happy every day."

It's a very ordinary wish, something you can see anytime, but it's also particularly poignant, reminding us that there are still so many people in this world who are plagued by sadness.

Even Jiang Tang himself couldn't deny that he, too, was someone who sometimes felt sadness.

—"Wishing myself good luck on my future college entrance exam! A fifth-grade student's note!"

Goodness, the involution is getting pretty bad...

—"I hope I never run into anyone who instantly picks Yasuo in matchmaking! Hasaki!"

So you're afraid someone will steal your hero, huh...?

"The stars tonight are not those of last night; for whom do I stand in the wind and dew all night? Does he know I am thinking of him?"

"..."

A tragedy of unrequited love or mutual affection.

Jiang Tang's heart was slightly touched.

“Master, why don’t we write down a wish too? It says here that after the meal, every guest can receive a free ema (votive plaque)!”

Shi Xue was moved by one wish after another, and no matter how time passes, she can still let those who make the wishes feel the emotions of the person who made them.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tang lowered his gaze slightly, then raised it again, his expression returning to its bright state.

"Okay, let's do it as a lucky charm."

?098 Sakura Girl in Sakura Shop

What is the most famous thing about Sakura Restaurant?

Ramen, sushi, or sashimi?

No, they should be called Japanese girls.

Since entering the restaurant, Jiang Tang and Shi Xue have been greeted by all sorts of young ladies dressed in traditional Japanese clothing.

They will steal a glance at you without making a sound, then lower their heads shyly, their submissive demeanor making them seem pitiful.

And then, in the language of Japan, they shouted "Welcome back!" Shiyuki pouted her pretty little lips and complained.

"I can do that too..."

That's true; Shiyuki did receive some training in maid-related matters while working at the maid cafe.

Although it felt strange at first, that they had to say something like "Master, welcome home" in cherry blossom language.

But real maids don't need to do such things, but even if Shi Xue explained it this way, her companions wouldn't listen.

Han Ying finally told Shi Xue that the maids in maid cafes weren't exactly normal maids. Strictly speaking, they were maids there to satisfy men's sexual fantasies. They were either cute or sexy, and it was even better if they were both cute and sexy.

After listening, Shi Xue seemed to be deep in thought, and secretly decided in her heart that she must become the maid who satisfies Young Master Jiang Tang's sexual fantasies!

As for the other guests, let's just forget about them.

Shi Xue continued to act like a slacker in the maid shop, but unexpectedly gained a lot of popularity.

Is this what they mean by "the flowers you plant with care may not bloom, while the willows you plant unintentionally may thrive"?

Seeing her master's gaze wandering towards the cherry blossom girl's chest, Shi Xue playfully pinched the latter's soft flesh between her ribs.

"hiss……"

"Does Master prefer... the smaller type?"