Chapter 294 Love stops like rain (2)

"Hey, Ren Dou!"

"speak nicely."

This time I successfully put my hand on the little one's forehead, rubbed it gently and messed up her hair.

So she shook her hair in protest like the kitten that got wet, but it only made her hair even more messy.

"Invite me to lunch!"

"What do you want to eat?" Natsume Naoki asked.

Amamiya Chizuru almost said without thinking, "Eat what you like! I want to see if our tastes are the same."

Natsume Naoki glanced at the sky outside the window, a little gloomy: "I have to go early and come back early, maybe it will rain."

"It could also be hail." Chizuru Amamiya murmured to herself: "I said there might be hail a few nights ago, but it didn't happen."

"It shouldn't be so unlucky." Naoki Natsume said, "I said the same thing that evening, and then it stopped hailing."

Seeing Natsume Naoki smiling and confident, Amamiya Chizuru crossed her arms and said, "A man who talks big words is not handsome."

"So you think I'm not handsome?" Natsume Naoki leaned down and leaned closer to her, looking at her seriously.

Amamiya Chizuru didn't answer, but got up and walked out: "Let's go, let's go! Take your umbrella and skip class with me in the afternoon to go out and play!"

Oh, I'm so shy.

"Hey, I still have a job." Natsume Naoki said with a helpless smile.

"What does that matter? I am the president." Chizuru Amamiya pinched her waist with her small hands: "Do you understand, President? You must obey my orders unconditionally, otherwise you think I spend so much money for charity!

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"Okay, okay." Natsume Naoki went to get the umbrella placed in the corner of the office, "Do you want this foldable one or this one...Okay, I'll give you a big one. You probably won't be able to hold it. I don't want to go."

Chasing you who was blown away by the wind."

Amamiya Chizuru frowned: "Why, do you still want the president to hold his own umbrella?"

"If you hold the same umbrella together, it will be drawn as a matching umbrella."

"What age are you?" Amamiya Chizuru pursed her lips: "Besides, what does it matter if you are drawn as a matching umbrella? You don't like it?"

Natsume Naoki smiled: "No, I mean, what color does Mr. President want for the matching umbrella?"

He asked, holding a twenty-four-bone umbrella in two colors, one pink and one beige.

After passing through Nakajima Park under the cloudy sky, the two people came to a nearby commercial street.

"Yakitori...do you like eating this kind of thing?" Chizuru Amamiya was sitting on a bench facing the street, waiting for the boss to grill skewers. She asked while turning her head and looking around.

There were a lot of people coming and going, and this was my first time eating on an open bench on the roadside.

Natsume Naoki sat outside her, piled her little girl up with clothes to prevent her from catching cold, and said with a smile: "It's not bad, it reminds me of a summer night delicacy, and it goes well with beer. But in fact

My favorite food is Chinese food, and there happens to be none nearby. After all, Sapporo is not as good as Ikebukuro, and there are still few Chinese restaurants here.”

Maybe it’s because I was reincarnated with memories, but I always feel that certain foods still taste strange no matter how much I eat.

I’m talking about your raw egg natto bibimbap!

But I have to say that a well-handled roast bird tastes great.

"I want to eat this."

Soon the yakiniku that the two ordered came out, but Amamiya Chizuru looked at what was on her plate, then looked at what Natsume Naoki had on her plate, and reached out to grab the skewered chicken and roasted onions.

"What about what's on your plate?"

"I'll take a bite and if it doesn't taste good, I'll give it to you, okay?" Chizuru Amamiya measured the roasted bird with her small hands and said in a consultative tone: "I'll just eat the one above. You see, this skewer costs three pieces."

I can bite off a piece of meat in one go, so there are two pieces left! Don’t worry, I won’t let you eat the bitten ones.”

She was like a little snowman wearing a lot of clothes. At this time, the coats of two people were piled there, and only her head and two small hands were exposed.

She looked up at Naoki Natsume, her big eyes were questioning, and she looked very cute.

"I really can't help it. I guess I'm the only one who can tolerate your willfulness... Miss, please don't do this when you go out to eat with other people. It's impolite."

As Natsume Naoki spoke, she stuffed the clothes at her collar to prevent the sauce from the roasted bird from getting on her clothes.

No matter which item you get, you have to trouble your respective maid.

After Amamiya Chizuru received a positive answer, she happily held the skewered bird in her hand and smiled: "Hey, I'm too lazy to go out to eat with others! How enjoyable is it to eat by yourself?"

"But didn't you still come out with me?" Natsume Naoki shook his head: "You have to let me treat you to something to eat."

"Oh, you just use it as a trash can! Otherwise, it would be a waste if I throw it away if I encounter something I don't like to eat?" Amamiya Chizuru said as she took a bite of the chicken pieces on the roasted bird, and her eyes instantly lit up.

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"It's delicious! You're pretty good at eating! This store is pretty good!"

Natsume Naoki looked at her gently shaking head and her two little feet swaying one after another, and knew that she was really having fun.

But... isn't it something you only do when you go shopping with your girlfriend?

"ah!"

Suddenly, a soft cry interrupted his thinking. Amamiya Chizuru took a bite of the green onion and showed a distressed expression.

"It's not delicious." She turned to look at Natsume Naoki pitifully, and then put the roasted bird to his mouth.

Natsume Naoki saw that she was pretending to be pitiful...well, maybe she really thought it was not delicious, so she looked aggrieved. She was really pitiful.

Then he sighed: "Who just said you couldn't take a bite and gave it to me?"

"But it really doesn't taste good! It doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good!"

Seeing Natsume Naoki's refusal, Amamiya Chizuru pouted and began to mumble. Natsume Naoki glanced at the boss who was busy and made a silent gesture: "Shh, don't shout, it will hurt you if you are heard.

The image of a young lady.”

"Then I want to eat the skewer of chicken wings on your plate," she handed the roasted bird to Natsume Naoki: "This is for you!"

The boss had just squatted down under the stove and stood up after working under the stove. He glanced at the two customers and smiled: "We have a really good relationship. Your boyfriend loves you very much."

Amamiya Chizuru proudly tasted the chicken wings she snatched from Natsume Naoki. She just took a bite, her face turned red when she heard these words, she lowered her head and stuck out her tongue.

But there was no denying it.

hey-hey.

She smiled quietly in her heart.

"The chicken wings are delicious!" she announced loudly, holding up the chicken wings and shouting to the boss like a victor facing the Arc de Triomphe: "Boss, you are so awesome!"

The boss was grilling skewers with his back to her. Without looking back, he stretched his right hand over his left shoulder and gave her a thumbs up.

"Next time I come over with my boyfriend, I'll give you skewered chicken wings."

"Great!"

Cheering as if she had won a battle, Amamiya Chizuru was extremely happy.

Seeing her lively appearance this afternoon, Natsume Naoki was absent-minded.

No, rather than saying that he is absent-minded, it is better to say that there is something hiding in his heart.

When all the lovely memories of her entered, some happiness was filtered out by that layer of net, and instead she felt empty.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but a drop of water fell from the air, fell on his cheek, and slowly flowed to his cheek.

He was stunned, subconsciously touched it, and then looked up.

Is it raining?

It seems not.

After waiting for a long time, there was no second drop of rain. Looking back at the pedestrians on the roadside, they were still in a hurry.

He looked at the dry fingerprints on his fingertips and touched his face again. There was no trace of moisture.

Is it an illusion?

Or is it that he can't forget her soft crying and murmuring in the office half an hour ago?

Natsume Naoki looked at the little beast carefully gnawing on the thin bones of the chicken wings, and felt that she might have to go somewhere this afternoon, so she took him to accompany her.
Chapter completed!