I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

"If I lie, I'll do what you say." Dong Yeyu promised.

Yuanjun then let go of his hand leisurely. Dong Yeyu took back the tablet and checked it. He found that there were several cracks on the shell.

He looked up and found that no one was paying attention to this side. He wiped his hand on the cracks, and the silver shell suddenly became as bright as new.

The material of the tablet was not refined and was just an ordinary thing. It could carry his own magic power, but only a little bit.

This little magic power can be used to perform illusions for about one night.

As for tomorrow?

Dong Yeyu thought about whether to come over tomorrow to renew his magic power, but remembered that the waiter on duty tomorrow was Ishikawa Toshiki, so he gave up the idea.

I don't know what's wrong with this kid. Not only did he ignore him, but he also often teamed up with other waiters to say bad things about him.

In fact, the attitude of other male waiters in the restaurant towards him was not very good. After all, they were all waiters. His treatment was obviously much better than theirs. It was normal to cause some resentment.

But they didn't slander him behind his back like he did. Did they think he couldn't hear it?

Sorry, fox ears are the most sensitive!

This time, we just settle old and new grudges together. Those who slander others behind their backs should be punished!

Wish him good luck.

The restaurant manager, Masato Kasahara, came over quickly with the menu. Seeing the situation from a distance, he thought that Dong Yeyu and the guests had a conflict, so he hurriedly quickened his pace.

As he approached, Masato Kasahara was very strangely not surprised by Yuanjun's appearance and temperament, and his expression was very calm.

He first patted Dong Yeyu's shoulder gently, motioned him to stand behind him, and then bowed to apologize: "I'm so sorry, guest, what do you need?"

Yuanjun acted as if nothing had happened, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating. He said softly with a dignified manner: "Nothing, just please serve the food quickly."

"Nothing?"

Masato Kasahara was stunned for a second, looked at Dong Yeyu, and saw him blinking at him. He seemed to understand something in an instant, smiled knowingly, and felt that it was a wise choice to hire him in the first place.

Then he asked again: "Guest, are you a human?"

Human? But I am a dragon.

Yuanjun pondered. Of course, she knew what this sentence meant, but her thoughts were calculating rapidly.

Was he asking about his race, or about the identity he was playing now? Or was he tracing back to the name of human itself?

When humans existed as individuals, where was the starting point of the birth of self-awareness?

From the early Australopithecus to the current Horror Ape, looking at the history of human evolution, the name of human was only a brief moment. When humans evolved again ten thousand years later, would the name of human still exist?

From the Kamit Nebula to the Virgo Supercluster, when human civilization gradually established a huge human empire along the stars, it was meaningless to trace the origin, so.

Dongye Yu noticed Yuanjun's clever expression and felt that something was wrong, so he immediately interrupted the god's meditation.

"She is a person, manager."

Masato Kasahara glanced at Dongye Yu, nodded, and handed the printed menu in his hand to Yuanjun.

"Please take a look. Are these the dishes you ordered? Are there any extra or wrong dishes? After correcting them, I can report to the kitchen."

Yuanjun took it and glanced at it briefly, shaking his head slightly: "There are no mistakes or omissions, just these."

".Okay, please wait."

Masato Kasahara is worthy of being an old manager. Seeing this situation, he was neither happy nor flustered. He just bowed with a tense expression, nodded to Higashino Yu, and turned away.

When he came to the kitchen, he handed the menu to the residence, with a solemn expression: "Higashino-kun called for a large order. Although the customer is probably not here for the food, we have to do it well. Ishida-kun, please!"

"This"

Chef Ishida Fumio took the menu and glanced up and down, his eyebrows twitched a few times, thinking that this is preparing to have a meal in the restaurant!

His expression gradually became serious, he nodded to the restaurant manager, then turned around and rubbed his hands: "Dongye has won another big order!"

"Boys, get ready!"

A very rooted shout came from the kitchen.

"The mortals here are really strange compared to Shenzhou." Yuanjun chuckled.

"This is how life is, you will get used to it after seeing it more."

Dongye Yu carefully held the tablet in his arms, "If you have nothing to do, I will go back to the front desk first, and the waiter will serve you later."

"Wait a minute, my little husband."

Dongye Yu turned around after hearing this, but saw her spreading her hands to him: "Little fox forgets a lot, did you forget that I still have a golden bean on you?"

Born in the Dragon Palace, and a dignified Lingze Water God, how can you ask for a golden bean back?

Wandering in the smell of copper is like falling into the eyes of money. If you can't see through these external things, how can you become an immortal?

Dong Yeyu was so disappointed that she took out the golden beans in her pocket and returned them to the original owner: "Here, your golden beans."

After that, she turned around and was about to leave, and heard her say again: "I have another favor to ask."

Dong Yeyu was too lazy to listen. She didn't want to have any contact with this lazy god.

What if she sneezed more when she was sleeping or making clouds and rain, and went to the Dragon Slaying Platform, and she might also be dragged to the Demon Slaying Platform?

It was definitely not because the golden beans were taken back.

Dong Yeyu raised his foot to leave, but after a few steps, he was shocked to find that no matter how he walked, he couldn't get away from Yuanjun.

This is not an illusion.

Dong Yeyu recited the Qingjing Sutra silently, and found that his spiritual platform Qingming was not ignorant at all, and frowned.

I didn't notice any traces of her casting spells, and I couldn't see any flaws. It wasn't an illusion. It was probably a magical power.

Dong Yeyu turned around and saw Yuan Jun looking at him expressionlessly, with a cold voice: "The little fox wants to leave without listening to what I have to say. It's really rude."

Only then did I remember that the woman in front of me who called herself Yuan Jun was a dragon that was about to become an immortal. Although dragons are sacred beasts in China, they are not said to have a good temper.

But as a fox, can my temper be cured?

Dong Yeyu was unhappy and said with a straight face: "You go ahead and I'll leave after I finish speaking."

Yuan Jun pursed his lips slightly and sat there, feeling a little angry.

What a fox who doesn’t know good from evil! Wait until I return to China to report to Empress Taishan!

Empress Taishan is in charge of the fox fairies in the world, and she will punish you by facing the wall and thinking about your mistakes.

Yuanjun went from being a princess of the Dragon Palace to a water god, and was honored by many stars along the way. He was so angry that he ignored Dong Yeyu and refused to let him go. He just sat on the chair and said nothing.

I was sulking like this for a while, but I saw that Dong Yeyu didn't even wink at all. As a god, a true dragon, and an earthly immortal with five qi in the next few decades, I was offended, and I couldn't even admit my mistake?

Yuan Jun sat dignifiedly on the chair and began to play out the small theater in his mind.

etc. She suddenly remembered something. The little fox in front of her had saved her life.

How can you be so rude after saving yourself?

Yuan Jun muttered something in his heart, probably because he knew that what he had done was a little too much, but it was obviously impossible for her to apologize.

So she pretended to be stupid and skipped this paragraph, saying only: "I have been sleeping for many years. Now I see that there are big changes in this mortal world, so I want to travel. But I am suffering from the lack of a guide. I want to hire the young Xianggong to be my guide. I will give you a gift of money." What?"

With that said, she put the golden beans back into Dong Yeyu's hand and smiled: "How about this as a deposit?"