"This, this is the table culture thing you mentioned?"
Staring at the little one in front of him, Haruka Yuzan paused, obviously not having anticipated what was this about?!
"Yeah!! My carefully prepared table culture!!"
Standing there poised and graceful, the apricot-colored apron made her look distinctively adorable. Saying this, Misaki Saki then turned to the side, spun around in place, with the large bow tied behind her fluttering in the air like a little sprite.
And...how come there's such a tiny apron??
It doesn't seem like it's meant for cooking....
Seeing the little one , Haruka Yuzan also revealed a rather helpless smile.
No matter what he thought, he would never have guessed that the "table culture" the little one mentioned would be this!!
However, such outrageous things, when put on Misaki...seems to become...much more reasonable?
"How is it?! Pretty or not! Little Haruka!!!"
Misaki Saki giggled, and her whole small frame trembled with her, as if she had thought of something delightful.
Such a cute exterior, how could it possibly harbor such a fallen, malevolent soul?
But then, this could be...quite fun.
"You're the one who said it, remember!"
"Of course! Please enjoy the feast!!"
While speaking, Misaki Saki even reached up to tuck some strands of hair that had fallen beside her ear, and since the little one was only wearing a tight-fitting tank top on her body, a large expanse of her snowy white skin was exposed, with the apricot-colored apron covering the rest.
To the unaware, she might appear to be nude.
Silence is the best rhetoric.
Like right now, facing the invitation of the little one, Haruka Yuzan was completely lost for words.
How did it all come to this?
Haruka Yuzan didn't know and wouldn't think about it. Right now, he only needed to know one thing.
And that was to give this bragging little one a good thrashing!!
"Little Haruka, can you do it? The great me is back from training!!"
Misaki Saki ran up to Haruka Yuzan with a tap-tap-tap, raised her head to look into the boy's eyes, full of pride.
Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but smile. It was the first time he had seen a feast being served so actively.
A delivery service maybe?
When Haruka Yuzan walked out of Misaki Saki's room, the sky had already turned completely dark.
Looking down from the second floor landing, Reiko Onodera and Chiba Shimizu were sitting in the living room chatting.
On the soft white couch, besides the madam and the beautiful girl, a lazy orange fat cat was lying beside them.
"Shimizu, what do you think about giving out some coupons when the café opens?"
Reiko Onodera said softly, looking at her notebook, then turned her gaze to the elegant young lady beside her.
Her silver hair cascaded down her shoulders naturally like snowflakes, and her figure was displayed elegantly in a blue stripe-patterned, long sundress. Her fair skin was as cool and bouncy as jelly, and there wasn't a hint of emotional fluctuation in her crystal-clear eyes.
It's a wonder what kind of person could cause ripples in this girl's emotions.
"That sounds good. Let's get in touch with Mami Takezawa for them to design a promotional poster."
Chiba Shimizu spoke indifferently, her gaze lingered on the notes made by the madam, a flicker of surprise flashing in her eyes.
Detailed, clear. Each plan was clearly listed, along with her own annotations.
Maybe...this is a fresh challenge for herself, but to Sister Reiko, it must be her entire future life...
Time has passed, so much energy invested; the café was no longer just an ordinary industry in their hearts.
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After receiving Chiba Shimizu's approval, Reiko Onodera couldn't help the joy in her heart, but when she noticed the young girl's gaze, she also revealed a bashful smile,
"These are just some random summaries I made when I had nothing to do, probably not that useful. I'm not as smart as you, so this helps me remember a little better."
"No, I think it's very well written, Sister Reiko."
Chiba Shimizu shook her head, her usually icy face showing a faint smile as she looked at the madam.
"Really? Are you sure?" Reiko Onodera said with some uncertainty.
"Sister Reiko, you should have more confidence in yourself," Chiba Shimizu reassured her.
The night breeze blew through the screen window, lifting a corner of the cartoon underwear on the balcony and revealing a teasing sway.
Haruka Yuzan descended the stairs, looked at the two ladies in the living room, and said with a smile,
"What are you talking about? Two beautiful ladies?"
Faced with the boy's compliment, the typically shy Cherry Blossom Sisters' Mrs. Onodera blushed.
Although Chiba had little reaction, a trace of unnoticed shyness flickered across her eyes when she saw Haruka Yuzan.
Now every basic composure fails in front of me, don't they, Chiba-san?
Haruka Yuzan smiled broadly, inwardly reminding himself not to be too proud for the 365th time. Then he casually took a seat next to the young girl, his relaxed posture competing with the roast meat next to him.
Ignoring the fat cat's nap, he scooped it into his arms for a couple of firm squeezes before placing it on his lap to continue sleeping.