Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

When he encounters a nasty face, after teaching the other person a lesson once, he will not do anything again. It can be said that he should forgive others when he can, or that he is too lazy to care anymore. In short, this is the first time he has acted like this.

"Master Watanabe is just angry that you were bullied by them before."

The old butler lowered his head and said this at the right time.

"I know."

Amemiya Ayana hummed in a naive way.

How could she not know!

That's her boss!

Buzz. Buzz.

Suddenly, her cell phone beside her vibrated.

She was in a good mood and picked up the phone, then...her brows unconsciously furrowed.

The caller was none other than Chiyo Amamiya, the smiling tiger.

'Then, miss, I will go back first.'

After giving his young lady a look, the old butler bowed to Amamiya Ayana and then left the study.

His work for the day had been completed, and all the messages and news that needed to be conveyed had been delivered.

As for the rest of the things and what the young lady will say on the phone, it is not something he, a butler, should be concerned about.

All he had to do now was to keep silent, do what a butler should do, and provide convenience to the young lady when necessary.

Click.

The door of the study closed gently, and Ayana Amamiya was the only one left in the room.

Buzz. Buzz.

The phone continued to vibrate.

After hesitating for a while, she finally picked up the phone.

She had already prepared herself mentally. If Amamiya Chiyo said something disgusting, she would fight back without hesitation.

From beginning to end, she had never been afraid of this woman.

I wasn’t afraid before, and I’m even less afraid now.

However, the other party's first sentence clearly exceeded her expectations.

"Hello? Is this Ayana?"

It's different from the domineering tone of the past.

This time, Amemiya Chiyo's voice on the phone was not only less confident, but also a bit timid.

It was as if I had just been beaten severely.

It suddenly became much clearer.

Oh……

She forgot that Chiyo Amamiya was indeed beaten today.

Or a hard slap.

Thinking of this, Amemiya Ayana's mouth corners unconsciously raised slightly.

Dog bites dog, it's really fun.

"It's me, but I guess our relationship isn't that good, eh? 'Second Madam'."

Amemiya Ayana deliberately emphasized the last three words.

Isn't it just disgusting? She can do that too.

"You...I'm not here to quarrel with you this time."

Chiyo Amamiya gritted her teeth and finally suppressed her emotions.

When had she ever been bullied like this? She got beaten and had to apologize to the little girl.

But with her current identity, she has to do this.

"Oh, so you're here to share life?"

There was a hint of teasing in Amamiya Ayana's tone.

"..."

Chiyo Amamiya took away her phone, her chest heaving violently, and her heavily made-up face was full of gnashing teeth.

This little bitch! She just got in touch with the Anyuan family, what's there to be so arrogant about!

call.

She took a deep breath and suppressed the bulging veins.

Now, she had to endure it, no matter how humiliating it was.

"sorry."

Chiyo Amamiya closed her eyes and uttered these three words.

"Oh?"

There was a hint of playfulness in Amamiya Ayana's voice.

But unfortunately, Chiyo Amamiya did not give her a chance to speak and hung up the phone.

Toot, toot.

Hearing the busy tone in the mobile phone receiver, her mood suddenly became more cheerful.

"Mr. Troll, Mr. Troll."

The Saint Lady shook her head and put away her phone.

After taking a look at the unfinished document, she stood up.

The file can be viewed at any time, but Keren wants to see it now!

After walking out of the study and glancing at the closed kitchen door, the Saint Lady tiptoed to Watanabe Yu's room.

Mr. Troll will definitely be in his room before dinner.

——This is the consensus of all residents of the Watanabe family.

She didn't even knock. After turning the unlocked doorknob, she looked around the empty corridor like a thief and walked in quietly.

Don’t ask her who she learned this from. The only answer is that she learned this from Ryoko who changed her sleeping place in the middle of the night.

She planned to give him a surprise, such as sneaking around his side, giving him a big hug, and then rewarding him with a kiss.

But plans can never keep up with changes.

At this moment, the person she wanted to surprise was lying on the bed, breathing evenly, looking like he had fallen asleep.

"Are you taking a break at this time? Maybe you are tired?"

Amamiya Ayana muttered.

Judging from the progress Ryoko is making, dinner will not be served for at least forty minutes.

or……

Her body made the decision faster than her mind.

Just like before, she sneakily lifted the quilt and crawled in.

But perhaps her movements were too big, or perhaps he was already in a half-asleep state, and the moment she lay beside him, he opened his eyes.

When their eyes met, their gazes met in the air.

"Ayana?"

Watanabe Yu was stunned for a moment.

It seems that both girls in the family like to use this trick, right? Last time it was Ryoko, and this time it was the Saint Miss.

"I'm sleepy."

Ayana Amamiya looked a little unnatural, but she still pretended to be calm and closed her eyes.

At this distance, the courage she had originally had was gone in an instant.

"..."

Fine.

Watanabe Yu did not expose her. He closed his eyes and went back to rest.

Although the contract was signed smoothly today, the details negotiated and the series of subsequent trivial matters still made him mentally exhausted.

Dealing with people is indeed a waste of both energy and time.

Suddenly, a small hand was placed in his palm.

The cool and delicate touch made his nerves thrill, but soon his nerves relaxed again.

Just like the Saint Lady's familiar movements, this was also familiar to him.

"Before I walked in, I thought you were still writing."

Amemiya Ayana turned her head, glanced at Watanabe Yu who had his eyes closed, and started talking softly.

She herself didn't notice that her voice at this moment was so gentle compared to usual that it was totally unlike her.

"…I'm a little tired today, so I thought I'd take a rest before dinner."

Watanabe Yu answered the Saint Lady's questions truthfully.

It had indeed been a long time since he had to deal with such an occasion. After such a meeting, even when the other party was trying to please him, he was exhausted both physically and mentally. His skills in this area had indeed deteriorated.

Of course, it is also possible that he has simply been too comfortable during this period, which directly led to him not liking that kind of scene.

But that's life. Even if you don't like it, you still have to do what you have to do.

"Ah."

Amemiya Ayana squeezed his hand gently without asking any further questions.

She knew that when people are mentally exhausted, most people would rather listen to others talk than talk themselves.

This is also the reason why most office workers would rather lie on the sofa, watch familiar TV programs and take a nap after a tiring day.

Even if the TV programs are boring, they still like to keep them on.

The reason is simple: at least when watching TV, their tense minds can relax.

"Thank you for today."

The Saint Lady hesitated for a moment, but still uttered this sentence.

She actually thought that saying thank you might seem a bit strange.

But after thinking it over again and again, she still said these three words.

——Because there are no other words that are more suitable for the current situation than these three words.

Not to mention, these three words can give her courage.

In a sense, these three words can be regarded as her encouragement to herself.

"Well, you're welcome?"

There was a hint of teasing in Watanabe Yu's voice.

But he did not open his eyes. Such idle chat made him even sleepier.

He now understood why whispering sounds, among the white noises used to aid sleep, were so popular.

"Do you think I'm not sincere enough?"

The Saint Lady turned sideways, looked at Watanabe Yu's profile, and asked jokingly.

At this distance, her Mr. Troll's face was much clearer.

"Not really. I just don't think there's any need to say thank you. Didn't you help me so much before? You even gave me some gold coins."