In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

In Chiyo's eyes, the guest in front of her was the kind of great beauty who could sit at the same table as Yukino's mother and make most men flock to her and fall at her feet.

Faced with such a stunning beauty, Yuan Qianye was momentarily stunned.

The other person was very good-looking, but not enough to make him lose his composure like this.

It was mainly the black exclamation mark bouncing above the other person's head that made him glance at it a few more times without realizing it.

"Hello, handsome young man? Are you listening to me?" The female customer waved her hand.

Yuan Qianye snapped out of her daze and immediately replied, "I'm sorry, my mother has some matters to attend to recently, so we won't be able to operate for a while."

The female customer stared at him: "Are you Manager Runzi's son?"

"Yes."

"Eh~"

"May I ask who you are...?"

"I guess I'm a regular customer, but if the manager isn't here today, then never mind."

The female customer pinched the end of her hair and turned to leave.

Seeing that the opportunity to become stronger was about to slip away, Yuan Qianye was unwilling to let it go and immediately tried to persuade him to stay.

"If you don't mind, I can serve you!"

The female customer stopped and smiled knowingly: "Young man, you know how to do makeup?"

make up……

Yuan Qianye isn't really good at this, but his skills in making women happy are top-notch, so he can make up for it.

"Makeup is just an embellishment, and you're already so beautiful, I don't think you need to do it at all."

As expected, the woman was amused by his words and laughed heartily: "My daughter is about the same age as you, she's from the same generation as your mother, and you still call me sister."

"Huh? Really?"

Yuan Qianye's surprised reaction was a mix of genuine and feigned, making it seem very real.

The woman smiled even more happily. No woman dislikes a man complimenting her appearance, even if the man looks like a teenager.

"I just got back from abroad and I have a date later. Could you please wash and dry my hair for me?"

Yuan Qianye immediately nodded: "No problem, please sit down and wait a moment while I go and prepare."

The woman nodded and sat down on the sofa, casually picking up a magazine.

She had no performance work recently, and she originally came to the shop intending to get a facial and a manicure, but the handsome young man in front of her didn't seem to know how to do those things, so she didn't bother him.

Strangely enough, she was just about to leave and go to another store, but when this handsome young man asked her to stay, she somehow ended up staying.

Yuan Qianye had previously visited the store and observed how Runzi's mother entertained and served customers, so although she was a little nervous, she wasn't flustered.

He first made a cup of tea for the guest, then went to the bar to turn on soothing music and an electronic aromatherapy diffuser. After familiarizing himself with the water heater, he finally let the guest lie down on the shampoo bed.

After the female customer lay down, she turned on the massage function of the shampoo bed herself, her movements were practiced and familiar, suggesting that she was indeed a regular customer.

Yuan Qianye placed a dry towel under her neck and gently stroked her hair.

"Is this pressure okay, sister?"

"Hmm, not bad, it feels very comfortable. Do you usually wash your mom's hair like this at home?"

The female guest seemed quite talkative, which was a good thing for Yuan Qianye, as it made it easier for him to find out more about her.

After a few casual words, Yuan Qianye changed the subject: "Sister, you're so beautiful, and you look kind of familiar. Do you work in the entertainment industry?"

The female customer chuckled softly with her eyes closed: "The entertainment industry... I did have that dream when I was a child, but the reality is that I don't have that talent. I'm just an ordinary pianist who makes a living by playing the piano."

Her words stirred up a familiar memory for Yuan Qianye. A while ago, when Eriri came to stay at his house, Toka heard him tune the channel to the news and there seemed to be a few dozen seconds of news about her.

If I remember correctly...

"You are... Ms. Touma Yoko!"

"Hey, you know me."

"You're joking. With your fame, it's hard not to know you. Congratulations on winning the gold medal at the Chopin International Piano Competition recently!"

Having learned the other party's name and general background, Yuan Qianye was able to make his own judgment about the black exclamation mark that appeared above her head.

Based on her previous statement that her daughter is about the same age as her, this can be inferred.

Ms. Touma Yoko, who appeared in the meme-filled White Album 2, probably hasn't realized the illness in her body yet!

Qianye couldn't quite remember what exactly caused her illness, but since she knew what had happened to her afterward, it was definitely better to remind her to go to the hospital for a check-up as soon as possible.

But now the new problem is how to remind her.

If you directly told him he was sick and needed to go to the hospital for a proper checkup, then it would be considered a sign of good manners for Touma Yoko not to immediately scold him.

While Chiya was troubled, Yoko Touma took the initiative to ask about Junko's mother.

Yuan Qianye's eyes lit up; he had an idea.

“My mother is fine, but my father is hospitalized. My mother has to stay with him and take care of him. Luckily, my father went to the hospital in time and has received treatment. He will be fine once he recovers.”

"That's truly a stroke of luck amidst misfortune."

Chiya's words were vague, but Touma Yoko interpreted them as her father having some incurable disease that was discovered early, treated immediately, and now out of danger.

"Yes, we were really lucky. After this incident, our whole family decided to have a thorough physical examination every year, because health is more important than anything else."

After all, if someone contracts an incurable disease, not only will he suffer, but his family will also endure the same, or even greater, grief.

Ms. Touma, someone as capable as you will only have an increasingly wonderful future. Please take good care of your health. After all, you have fame, fortune, and wealth; now, the only thing you need to pay attention to is your health.

Actually, it was a bit presumptuous of Yuan Qianye to start from the middle and then move on.

Although it was well-intentioned, Touma Yoko still felt somewhat uncomfortable listening to it.

The young man's words implied that she had some kind of illness.

That's not how you talk to customers.

However, Touma Yoko suddenly thought that he was just a kid, and his father had just gone through something like that.

Looking back now, her feelings must have been very mixed. It was probably just a casual remark from him to show his concern, without any malice, so she didn't take it to heart.

Fortunately, he didn't bring up the topic again, and after blow-drying Touma Yoko's hair, he gave her a shoulder and neck massage with her permission.

As she was leaving, Chiyo suddenly asked, "Ms. Touma, did you come alone?"

Touma Yoko replied, puzzled, "Hmm, is there a problem?"

"There's nothing wrong, but I noticed that after you came in, two people from the coffee shop across the street kept watching this area, as if they came for you."

He also described the two men's specific clothing and general appearance, his face subtly revealing a look of worry.

Touma Yoko gave him a deep look, then suddenly laughed and said, "They're probably just bored reporters. Thanks for reminding me, I'll be careful."

"Okay, take care."

Touma Yoko walked out of the store and crossed the overpass to the other side of the street.

Halfway up the overpass, she stopped and peered back over the railing.

Yuan Qianye had already locked the shop door and was walking away towards the tram station.

Touma Yoko watched him disappear from her sight, then continued walking forward, entering the café he had just mentioned, and sat down in front of the two people she had guessed were reporters.

"President, you've finished."

Touma Yoko simply nodded slightly in response to her employees' greetings.

She looked across the street, and her two employees followed her gaze.

Suddenly, out of the blue, she asked, "Can you see the specific features of the pedestrians across the street?"

Both of them shook their heads.

She couldn't see Touma Yoko clearly either.

The road spans six lanes from east to west, with flower beds and greenery separating the two sides, creating a significant distance between them. This is especially noticeable at night, as visibility is greatly affected.

The boy was serving me the whole time, and I didn't see him using any tools to look across the street.

So is it really just because he has excellent eyesight and amazing insight?

After much thought, Touma Yoko seemed to be able to come to this conclusion.

The following evening, Yoko Touma returned home after attending a cocktail party.

My daughter is still practicing the piano. I can hear the dreamlike piano music flowing from the practice room, where the door is not closed completely.

She leaned back on the sofa, closing her eyes to enjoy her daughter's performance.

"Buzzing."

My phone vibrated; my assistant had sent me the schedule for the upcoming events.

Looking at the "routine health check-up" section listed above, Touma Yoko suddenly remembered the boy who had left a deep impression on her yesterday.

His words echoed in my ears once more—

“If a person contracts an incurable disease, not only will he suffer, but his family will also suffer the same, or even more, grief.”

Family...

Kazusa, that child, only has herself left as a family.

Pinch her philtrum to dispel the effects of the alcohol, and Touma Yoko dialed a number.

"President."

"Regarding next week's physical examination, please change it to the most detailed full-body examination. I will go with Kazusa then."

"understood."

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