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That guy...
Won't they laugh at themselves?
Being ridiculed by a commoner as the eldest daughter of the Shinomiya family...
"What dish did Manager Aoba make tonight? It smells so good."
Suddenly, outside the silent shop door...
Hayasaka spoke up at an inopportune moment.
"Hayasaka."
"I am here, Miss Kaguya Ying Lin Yiqi 45 Jiu Shi Jiu Ba? Cun."
"...Let's go inside."
Kaguya paused for a moment, then spoke calmly.
Hayasaka's face lit up with a barely perceptible hint of joy upon hearing this, but it vanished instantly: "Okay, do you need my help?"
"..."
Am I such a useless person in your eyes, Hayasaka?
Kaguya turned her head and looked at Hayasaka with cold eyes. Her brows furrowed slightly and the corners of her mouth fell down. She did not scold him, but turned around and prepared to push the door open and enter.
Hayasaka followed behind, his joy growing even stronger.
The young lady seems to have matured quite a bit. While her previous aloof demeanor was also quite endearing, it was undoubtedly...
Kaguya-san, who can now express her emotions, is the best!
Just as Kaguya was about to push the door open, the door opened by itself.
Perhaps, it could also be said that the green leaves have opened.
Upon seeing that familiar, handsome face, Kaguya was speechless for a moment. Then, her eyes immediately darted away, and a blush spread from her neck to her ears.
Looking carefully at the green leaves backlit in front of her, she felt even more nervous.
"Miss Kaguya, why are you just standing at the door and not coming in?"
Aoba looked at Kaguya with amusement; the other woman's eyes were clearly darting away.
He then looked at Hayasaka beside him, and the two seemed to understand what was going on as they looked at each other.
"come in."
He turned sideways, and the scene in the store unfolded for Kaguya.
Under the warm lights, some noisy little shops seemed to be waiting for her with open arms.
There's also Matsu, bickering with Karasu with a curious expression; Fubuki, gulping down her drink; Tatsumaki, hissing and hugging a tea seller in the corner; and Kasumigaoka and Chelsea, whispering to each other.
No one's eyes were paying attention to her.
This made Kaguya feel exceptionally relaxed.
One major reason she hesitated was her fear of being recognized.
The fact that she is being ignored now actually makes her feel better.
"Let's find a seat first."
Aoba invited the two to find a seat, "What would you like to eat today?"
He looked at Kaguya and Hayasaka and asked.
Her expression remained as normal as when she treated other guests, showing no difference in attitude towards her because of what happened yesterday.
Kaguya smiled almost imperceptibly.
The ear closest to Aoba was unusually red.
Of course, it's much better than when Aoba called out to me outside the shop.
The two sat in the same spot where Asuna had just been.
Kasumigaoka glanced at Kaguya, feeling a little strange but saying nothing.
Aoba had told her this before Kaguya and Hayasaka came in.
After all, the two of them stood at the door for a while.
The door is designed to reveal a person's silhouette and body shape.
Although their faces are not visible, Aoba can roughly distinguish Kaguya and Hayasaka based on their body types.
Especially when I met Kaguya yesterday, her distraught appearance clearly showed that she was also a pampered young lady who wasn't valued by her family.
Even her act of hugging Aoba and calling him "father" suggests that she may still be lacking in love.
So Aoba told Kasumigaoka to be a little nicer to Kaguya.
Of all the people present, only Kasumigaoka might have a lasting impression of Kaguya.
Although Saitama has met her, given his personality, he probably wouldn't speak to Kaguya at all.
Have you decided what you want to eat?
Aoba returned to the bar and said to Kaguya with a smile.
Even Kaguya, who had remained aloof and composed outside the store, relaxed at this moment.
Maybe the atmosphere in the store affected the other person.
When she looks at Aoba, her expression changes slightly.
Like a warm spring breeze blowing across a barren land long chilled by the cold, it eventually stirred up ripples of life.
Although that wisp of wind wouldn't bring anything to this land, just a tiny bit of warmth was enough to restore its vitality.
"I... Snowy Red Bean Paste..."
"And... macarons..." Kaguya hesitated slightly.
His words even carried an obvious tension and trembling.
Especially when she looked up and saw Aoba's encouraging eyes, Kaguya's face turned half red.
Hayasaka, standing to the side, couldn't help but sigh as she looked at her young mistress in this state.
really. . .
You still need to mature further, Kaguya-sama!
"No problem, but if the macarons are made to order, you'll have to wait a bit." (Read exciting novels at Feilu Novel Network!)
Aoba did not laugh at Kaguya for her performance.
He simply smiled calmly as usual, and then looked at Hayasaka beside him.
"What does Hayasaka want to eat?"
"The usual... a hamburger will do."
The maid's calm expression was perfectly natural, just as it always was.
Her calmness was a stark contrast to Kaguya's obvious nervousness.
But it's a good thing, I guess.
Aoba thought back to when he first met Kaguya; the girl was like a block of ice.
Now at least you can see some emotion on her face.
hiss~
Something's not right. Could it be that they really raised her as their daughter?!
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Kaguya's expression gradually returned to calm after Aoba entered the kitchen.
It seems that Aoba's presence had a significant impact on her mood.
Hayasaka had been secretly keeping an eye on his young mistress all along.
Seeing Kaguya's changes, I couldn't help but feel a little curious.
What happened yesterday afternoon?
But I have to say it.
It's developing in a positive direction, and it wouldn't be a bad thing to have more contact with Store Manager Aoba in the future.
Perhaps we could discuss hiring Aoba to work as a private chef at the mansion?
Hayasaka felt a sense of relief and joy at the thought that he might one day become colleagues with Aoba.
Aoba was beating egg whites in the back kitchen.
He had his own explanation for feeling inexplicably nervous and blushing towards Kaguya.
After all, I saw a different side of Kaguya yesterday because I had a fever.
This is similar to someone accidentally discovering an embarrassing secret that you've been keeping hidden, even if that person doesn't care about your embarrassing secret.
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But when you unexpectedly encounter this person, you will still unconsciously recall the embarrassing experience from back then.
This is a common situation for normal people.
Therefore, from Kaguya's perspective, her behavior was perfectly normal in Aoba's eyes!
Aoba himself tacitly refrained from mentioning it.
After beating the egg whites, use red bean paste as filling, coat it with the snow-white, foamy egg whites, and then deep-fry it.
Sizzle...
The sizzling of frying oil rose and fell in a rhythmic cadence.
At this moment, the shop door opened again.
Aoba looked up and glanced at the front hall through the kitchen curtain.