Heavy girl? I feel worse than Black Hole Trigger!

Xiangzi saw Su Shi's confusion, but did not explain. He just smiled playfully, walked past Su Shi, and sat down at the table that everyone in CRYCHIC was used to.

Su Shi looked at her back and tilted his head slightly.

After Toyokawa Shoko took her seat, she took out a small mirror from her bag and started to tidy up her appearance.

When Su Shi looked away, she suddenly asked, "Su Shi, aren't you going to sit down?"

"I'm fine." Su Shi was fiddling with something at the counter and responded absentmindedly.

Xiangzi didn't care much. She stared at her bangs in the mirror, brushed them a few times, smiled with satisfaction, then put the mirror away, looked around, and asked, "Sushi, do you know where to get some ice water?"

"Ice water is only available during business hours."

"That's right."

Earlier, while Xiangzi was chatting with Su Shi, he also looked around, but he could not find the figure that should be there.

She had been alone with Su Shi for such a long time, and once he started to get busy and pay less attention to her, she felt uncomfortable with the slightly unfamiliar silence.

She couldn't help but ask, "By the way...where did Mr. Zheli go?"

"Well, I don't know—"

Su Shi, who had always been careless, suddenly became alert.

She suddenly straightened up, glanced at Toyokawa Shoko vaguely, then pointed at her cheek with a look of "distress" and "sighed" loudly, "I didn't see anyone when I came, so I had to use the key to open the door myself."

"Otherwise, we'll both have to stand outside the door waiting~!"

Xiangzi nodded as if he understood, "Is that so!... Hey, the key?" Then he opened his eyes wide at Su Shi.

“…Ah, that’s right.”

Su Shi turned a deaf ear to him and walked to the back of the counter with a smile on his face.

Toyokawa Shoko stared at her blankly.

Normally, the man standing there, Bao Deng Zheli, elegantly dressed, handsome, and with a gentle expression, resembled more a chatty bartender than the manager of this rather empty and modest café. He seemed capable of performing a delightful cocktail show while chatting with you, offering guests not only a culinary delight but also a visual one.

However, Su Shi now rested her slender hands gently on the counter, her straight back revealing an elegant demeanor, coupled with her usual bright yet not overpowering smile...

Shoko Toyokawa suddenly felt that she seemed more like a barista than the real store manager?

After all, the posture was so skillful that it seemed as if he had practiced it dozens of times before going home last night.

While Xiangzi was thinking, he heard Su Shi say with a smile: "Xiao Xiang, would you like something to drink? I'll prepare it for you."

"Eh? Ah, no need to trouble Moyo-san... rather than that, the key—"

“Is it espresso as well?”

"Eh? Oh, oh...thank you so much..."

The noise of the water heater starting up was not loud, but it was just loud enough to disrupt the words Xiangzi was halfway through organizing.

She stared at the girl squatting under the counter, who seemed to be carefully selecting coffee beans, her small eyes filled with great confusion.

She couldn't help but start thinking.

Nagasaki Suyo seems to have many different sides.

The cold alienation when they first met, the warm alienation when they met again, and the warm alienation when the band was formed - at first glance, they seemed completely different emotions, but Xiangzi could always feel a clear sense of distance.

It was as if Su Shi was just "playing" that role for a certain purpose.

Xiangzi was not too worried because even though Su Shi was so distant, he and they still shared a "community of destiny".

However, if possible, she certainly hopes that Su Shi can let down her guard in front of them - not just to play a role for the "band", but to truly enjoy the music.

And now...

"Mr. Sushi."

"What's wrong?" Su Shi paused what he was doing and glanced at Xiangzi.

Xiangzi sat upright in his seat with a smile on his face.

"You have a great expression right now."

"...?"

Nagasaki Suyo blinked and subconsciously reached out to touch her cheek: It's just a normal smile?

Forget it. This chuunibyou must be imagining something again.

Su Shi habitually smiled as if she was watching a child, but after thinking that it was a bit too rude, she blinked and frowned, simply ignoring her and continued to make coffee.

Pour the ground coffee powder into the filter, compact it, carefully install it into the filter, and start the coffee machine... With the dripping sound, the rich coffee aroma is extracted along with the crema and mixed into the nostrils.

Xiangzi twitched his nose slightly, and while raising his eyebrows in pleasure, a new doubt arose spontaneously -

Xiangzi knew that Su Shi liked to drink tea and was good at making tea, but did she know how to make coffee?

While I was thinking, I heard footsteps. A girl came over with a steaming glass and said with a smile: "Please have some."

"Thank you..." Xiangzi hesitated for a moment before reaching out to take a sip of the coffee she placed on the table. He then smiled and said, "Delicious!"

Nagasaki Suyo smiled sweetly: "It's just the coffee machine's fault."

Toyokawa Shoko smiled and said, "Mr. Suyo said exactly the same thing as Mr. Origin."

Because I did it on purpose!

Su Shi's lips curled up slightly, but she didn't respond. She went back to the counter and said, "Shall I make you another cup of tea? Drinking only espresso isn't good for sitting for a long time."

"Then I'll trouble you, classmate Su Shi." Xiangzi did not refuse this time.

They made each a cup of Earl Grey tea, and Su Shi finally sat down opposite Xiangzi.

Only tranquility remains, accompanied by the sound of cups and plates clacking.

Lost Star Chapter 47 Summer Record: Chapter : Absolute Strength and the Loneliness That Comes From It

Has Su Shi arrived yet?

I clearly told her not to come so early.

Bao Deng Zheli couldn't help but smile when he saw the LINE message. He clicked it and replied, then put away his phone.

The coffee shop manager also has his own life - or if he doesn't work hard, he will really have to rely on his junior high school students to support him.

In addition to setting up stalls to sell toys and earning a little money as before, he has recently started to officially operate an online account.

Due to the high prices he set, he didn't even receive many inquiries, let alone actual transactions; even compared to his extremely slow main business of a coffee shop, his side hustle wasn't that busy at all.

But as the saying goes: If you don’t open for three years, you will make a living for three years after you open.

With such huge profits, just selling a few toys would be enough to keep him going for a long time!

"I remember... it's here."

Zhe Li looked up.

Ikebukuro Park, next to the zebra crossing leading to the WACCA Ikebukuro shopping mall, under a nanmu tree.

A guest named "ANON" made an appointment to meet him here.

Ikebukuro's most mysterious toy store, "Reoule", has always only accepted offline face-to-face transactions and does not provide mailing channels. However, its transaction completion rate is 100%, and every buyer has given it extremely positive reviews.

Such a peculiar seller naturally sparked a discussion on the Internet.

While many have questioned whether these reviews are fake, Re-Ole has never responded to any inquiries unrelated to the product, furthering its mystique. It wasn't until an anonymous netizen posted a message on a bulletin board about a mysterious street vendor who randomly appeared in Ikebukuro's shopping district that the connection was established.

The number of inquiries at the "Reoulai" shopping mall has increased a lot since then.

The anonymous netizen Baodengzheli never leaves his name when doing good deeds. I believe that "Re Oulei" will be very grateful for his help.

Bao Deng Zheli, the real person of "Re Oulei", must have been deeply moved by the heroic deeds of this unknown netizen.

Zhe Li originally thought that if his combination with Lenai could gain some fame in RiNG, he would do as the pink-haired girl he met said and play the piano randomly on the street to promote himself.

For example, you could build a semi-autonomous speaker that looks like a tank, pair it with a wireless microphone that can fly, and suddenly set up a personal concert venue in a shopping street with just a wave of your hand...

It’s so cool that you can make money and show off your toys at the same time.

But now it's just a thought.

One reason is that after meeting Toyokawa Shoko, Baodeng Zeli began to feel that it was a bit shameful to act like a middle school student in public.

Secondly... he had never thought that this self-directed and self-acted online shopping tactic would be so successful, so that he was successful in his career and had extra money to buy things, so naturally there was no need to open up new sources of income.

As for what he bought randomly -

For example, the open microphone area added to nascita some time ago.

Or, the guitar effects pedal that has now basically become Lenai's exclusive use.

Originally, Nascita only had one guitar effects pedal—or rather, his studio equipment consisted of only one. After all, when he went on a shopping spree, he was just thinking about playing music on his own. Later, when he formed a band with Lenai, he bought another bass effects pedal to complement the sound of his electric bass.

The original guitar effects pedal was left idle.

Generally speaking, professional guitarists should have their own effects pedals, and the same goes for a little genius like Lenai who likes to run around: in addition to her guitar case, the small trailer she usually pulls also has her own effects pedal box.

However, after Zheli bought a new bass pedal, Lenai actually started using the guitar pedal he had replaced.

Later on, he would only bring the guitar case and not the effects pedal at all.

Zheli also didn't understand why she didn't use her own machine at Nascita and had to use Zheli's one, but the result was that this toy that he had just bought casually didn't seem to be able to show Lenai's full potential in her hands, and she could always be seen frowning and looking dissatisfied.

So he bought another new one.

Wow, if you have money you can do whatever you want!

Thus, this newly purchased effects pedal became Lenai’s exclusive product.

……ah.

Baodeng Zheli suddenly had an epiphany.

Could it be that Lenai thought that Zheli bought this pedal specially for her, which is why she was so obsessed with "lending you the guitar" a few days ago?

Given the child's strange way of thinking, it is difficult to rule out this possibility.

It's so cute.

"..."

On the third day of Golden Week, the business district in Ikebukuro was still packed with people.

While Zhe Li was daydreaming, even this relatively quiet little park began to become crowded with people.

His eyes casually moved to the passers-by, checking if anyone was looking at him, but the people in Ikebukuro seemed busy enjoying the Golden Week and had no time to pay attention to this weird guy wearing sunglasses and a gentleman's hat - obviously, the "ANON" had not arrived yet.

Zhe Li looked down at his watch: there was only one minute left until the agreed time.

Why is it taking so long? Aren't Japanese people supposed to arrive ten minutes before the appointed time?

Damn double standards Japanese.

Zhe Li decided to close his eyes and rest for a while.

"..."

After a while, he opened his eyes again and frowned.

His excellent hearing function became even stronger after he actively blocked his vision, and even the casual conversations of passers-by became clear to him.

No matter how long it took, he seemed unable to get used to it - because "habit" is essentially a kind of "sluggishness" and "laxity", which is an unnecessary mechanism for the Blood Star people, who are a fighting nation.

No matter how long. No matter when. No matter how many times.

He had to admit that he was far from being a normal "person" now.

Such overly complex information would only slightly lower his mood, but would not have any impact on any of his daily activities: he could still treat that emotion as just an accidental "mistake" and continue to "play the role of a human" flawlessly.

However, if he really did that, he felt that he would be further and further away from humanity.

It was precisely because he was afraid that he would no longer be human that this fear itself allowed him to convince himself that he was still partly human.

...that sounds really convoluted and stupid.

The man thought to himself, then he looked up and smiled at the sunlight pouring through the leaves.

Then,

"Um, hello?"