Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Judging from his tired expression, he probably really needs her matches.

Thinking of this, the little girl ran over excitedly.

"Sir, would you like some matches?"

Holding up the basket, the little girl looked expectantly at the man in the suit and asked.

The man who heard the sound turned around and looked at the little girl.

Upon seeing that the other person was a child, the already irritated man in the suit felt his anger rise even higher.

Yesterday at work, I was scolded by my boss for making some mistakes, and then I was ridiculed and mocked by my manager.

I went to ask for leave today and was subtly mocked by the new woman.

He would have lost his temper long ago if it weren't for his job.

He's not a good-tempered person!

Despite saying that, he still smiled and completed the leave application process.

"Get out of here! I don't need your matches!"

The man waved his hand and said in a very rude tone.

He can't say anything to those bastards, but can't I speak a little harshly to a brat like you?

The man thought to himself.

"Sir, are you sure you don't want it?"

The little girl wasn't annoyed by the man's words; instead, she continued to smile and ask.

The impatient man wanted to scold the mischievous child, but he swallowed the words back down.

For some reason, he felt a chill the moment he saw the little girl.

It's not physical, but psychological.

It was as if I had seen something extremely terrifying.

Moreover, in the firelight, the man seemed to see something.

Something is hidden beneath the other person's face.

Or rather, a mask was pasted onto the other person's original face.

"I...will buy it."

In the end, the man obediently took the money out of his wallet.

Despite his deep dissatisfaction and even cursing, the man's hands did not stop moving for a moment.

"Thank you, sir. You are such a kind person."

After taking the money, the little girl put it away as before and picked out a match that wasn't too damp from the basket.

This is what she just harvested.

Everyone here is a very nice person.

The little girl picking out matches thought this to herself.

"Here are your matches, sir."

The man took the matches from the little girl, glanced at her, and prepared to leave.

Hearing people say he's a good person is a small comfort.

The man sighed and reluctantly accepted the fact that he had spent 1,000 yen on a single match.

"Huge loss" is an understatement to describe his feelings.

However, before he could take two steps, the match in his hand suddenly burst into flames, even in the rain.

"Huh?! What's going on?"

The man turned to the little girl in surprise and asked.

However, he saw the little girl looking at him with a strange smile.

No matter what he said or how angry he roared, he didn't get any response.

"I'm talking to you!"

"You bastard!"

The panicked man raised his hand high, then swung it down.

After a while.

“Heh~heh~”

The ancient ballads resounded once again.

The barefoot little girl skipped and hopped across the cold cement ground.

But she didn't feel cold.

Because that gentleman had just given her a few matches.

Although the quality isn't that good.

"Does anyone want to buy my matches?"

Soon, the little girl found new customers.

They were a young couple.

The man was unremarkable, but the woman had unusual chestnut hair and looked rather silly.

"Xiao Zhen, why have you been so busy lately?"

"I've always been very busy."

It's decided, I'll sell the matches to these two.

The little girl, her smile slightly distorted, thought to herself.

Both of them seem like very easy-going people.

Thinking of this, the little girl happily ran over.

"Sir, Madam, would you like to buy my matches?"

After hearing the little girl's words, the man looked at her with some curiosity and asked:

Are you asking me?

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Luo Zhen fell into deep thought.

Did Joseph say he'd take care of today's mission?

Chapter 322 An Unusually Close Face

In the living room of the Hirasawa family home, Luo Zhen sat on the sofa with an awkward yet polite smile.

Sitting beside him were Mrs. Hirasawa and a man in a white shirt.

He is the head of this family and the father of the two sisters, Hirasawa Yui and Hirasawa Yu.

"Oh, I see. You two knew each other back in junior high."

Mr. Hirasawa said with a smile, stroking his chin.

Although he was wearing a white shirt and suit pants, Mr. Hirasawa did not give the impression of a serious office worker.

He's more like a young, energetic college student.

While he might not be considered exceptionally handsome, he has a refreshing and pleasant appearance that makes him easy to like.

Perhaps it's because of a youthful mindset.

After all, someone who travels with his wife all year round can't possibly be that kind of old-fashioned person.

At first glance, Mr. Hirasawa's slightly thin face doesn't seem to resemble Yui Hirasawa much.

But when she smiles, you can vaguely see features that resemble Hirasawa Yui.

One has to admire the power of Mrs. Hirasawa's genes.

Both of her daughters inherited her looks.

Only Hirasawa Yu's personality is somewhat similar to Mr. Hirasawa's.

As for Hirasawa Yui...

What a silly roe deer.

"Yes, I transferred schools for a while due to family reasons, and then transferred back at the beginning of my second year of high school."

Luo Zhen responded.

This is what he recorded in his paper notes at school.

In fact, that's not wrong.

The only difference was that the school I went to wasn't an ordinary school.

They weren't learning things that normal people would learn.

"When you came back, did you see Yui first, or did Yui see you first?"

Mr. Hirasawa asked with great interest.

Compared to Mrs. Hirasawa, who seemed quite gossipy, Mr. Hirasawa was more like a friend you could sit down and chat with.

I unconsciously relax when I speak.

"It was Wei who saw me first. To be honest, if Wei hadn't seen me, I probably wouldn't have known she was at this school."

Luo Zhen wasn't embarrassed at all and said it very directly.

If Hirasawa Yui hadn't seen Rōzō in the crowd and gone to find him afterward, Rōzō might still be without contact with Hirasawa Yui.

"Because I don't usually pay much attention to things at school."

This can be considered as answering Mr. Hirasawa's doubts.

Although he was away from home most of the year, Mr. Hirasawa knew that Yui Hirasawa and her friends had started a light music club full of beautiful girls, which seemed to be quite famous at school.

'A light music club full of beautiful girls, how wonderful!'

Mr. Hirasawa remarked with deep feeling.

If he had had a club like this when he was in school, he might have become a fan club or something.

Looking back now, I realize how naive I was back then.

"I heard from Wei that you, Luo Zhen, do you have a part-time job after class?"

"Yes, I have a long-term part-time job at XXX, and the pay is pretty good for me."

Luo Zhen and Mr. Heize talked about many things.

For example, the things Luo Zhen encountered while working, and the local customs and culture that Mr. Hirasawa saw while traveling.

The two got along very well.

A large part of it is probably related to Mr. Hirasawa's open-minded attitude.

After all, although Luo Zhen is acting like an honest kid now, he doesn't have a good temper.

If he were to encounter someone who was aggressive, Luo Zhen might become even more aggressive.

Then, push the limits of provoking the other party relentlessly until they can't help but take action.

This guy is sly and wicked.

Of course, he wouldn't do that most of the time, especially during a mission.

He would directly shut the other person up.

"That's great. Back in high school, all I could think about was having fun."

Mr. Hirasawa chuckled as he scratched the back of his head.