I Really Didn't Want to Attack You

"By the way." Suddenly remembered something, Aizen stood up and left his seat, "It's rare for you to work so hard. I don't give you some rewards. It's hard to get through. Is there anything you want?"

"Eh? What do you want?" Dazed for a moment, Maya scratched his head, "I really don't have that kind of thing for a while. If I have to say...a way to get along with people?"

"Get along well? Are you having problems with people?"

"Problem? That's not true. To be precise, it means getting along better on the basis of getting along."

After all, things like Coop are roughly equivalent to favorability, and being better is tantamount to going one step further on the road to becoming an ultimate creature.

"Does this mean...you have someone you like?"

But these words were understood by Lan Ran's ears as something else.

"Ah? Someone you like?" Startled by these words, Maya quickly shook her head, "It's not about love!"

"That refers to the method of manipulating people's hearts?"

For some reason, Aizen's eyes suddenly moved.

"???"

"It's not about that either!"

Mr. Lan, you respect yourself!Don't feed me dangerous ideas, and don't look so excited!

"Let's not talk about it for the time being. Generally speaking, it's the way to communicate with people, right?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

He understands!He finally understood!

"In that case, then I have a good idea."

"pretty good idea?"

"En." Smiling and nodding, Aizen beckoned.

"?"

While feeling a bit puzzled, Maye had a vague premonition in his heart, this wave...it seemed like it shouldn't be over.

Immediately after...

"........."

"Well, Mr. Aizan, when you say go out, you mean come here?"

Looking at the strangely familiar looking shop with "Espada" engraved in front of her, Maya vaguely guessed what Aizen was referring to by the 'good idea'.

"Well, in terms of the way of communicating with people, this store is undoubtedly the most professional. You should have heard of it? Their business model at night."

"Uh, aunt, I have heard of it."

"Then I don't need to explain any more, just follow me."

Because of his identity as the store manager, Aizen easily took Maya past the door and the red-haired bodyguard who didn't look very smart, and entered the store, avoiding the possibility of him being thrown out because of his age.

At the same time, after entering the backstage of the store.

"Huh? You really are a rare visitor. Isn't this the boss? What kind of wind is blowing today that can bring you here?"

There was a bit of yin and yang in his tone, including the barbecue man last time... Ah bah, the blue-haired young man Grimmjow said hello.

"Hehe, it's for him."

Not paying much attention to his tone, Aizen just patted Maya's head next to him.

"Hit, disturb."

"Huh? Isn't this the student from last time? Something happened again?"

"This kid is a bit confused about communication issues, so Grimmjow, teach him a little bit."

"Huh?" Grimmjow refused with an unabashed disgust expression on his face, "No, no, the store will open later, and there aren't enough people in the store today, so I don't have time to take care of the brat."

"Is the store busy today? Then maybe it's just right."

With a look of surprise on his face, Aizen suddenly laughed.

"???"

Just what the hell?Blue dye old thief!Don't make trouble!

The bad premonition in his heart became more and more serious, and Zhen Yehou asked fearfully: "That, that, Mr. Aizen, don't you think...?"

Without answering his question, Aizen still had that harmless smile on his face and asked, "Is Saar Apollo here today?"

"That guy? Here, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just want him to take care of the child decently, help me to call him over, please?"

"Tch, got it..."

Although he was somewhat displeased with running errands, Grimmjow still acted honestly for the sake of salary.

same……

"Mr. Aizen, I, I'm still a student, no, I can't be a cowherd."

Well, someone was about to cry.

"It's not a cowherd. This store is very serious. What you have to do is a job called chatter."

God he meow chatting with people!What's the difference between this and a cowherd!

"But, but I'm underage, so I can't drink alcohol!"

Now you must have nothing to say!Not drinking while chatting with you is a big taboo, so bow your head before the law, Aizen!

"We serve non-alcoholic beverages."

"........."

It's a pity that Aizen is still Aizen, and it's long overdue for him to say anything.

"Don't worry, this is not a bad thing, and I will pay the salary accordingly."

"Oh?" My eyes lit up, and when I mentioned this, Zhenye was not so resistant, "How many?"

"Let's think about it...Grimmjow and the others usually draw about 30%, but because of your special nature, it's not bad to come once in a while. Except for the principal, I'll give you as much as you earn."

"!?"

Originally, I planned to refuse, but the other party offered too much, so... oh, let's give it a try!

So, with the return of a certain barbecue man, Maye honestly followed a pink-haired pervert into the preparation room.

But then came the problem.

"Eh? Do you have to take off your glasses?"

"No, we have contact lenses here, so don't worry." The pink-haired pervert Sal Apollo said in a seductive pose.

"But, but I will feel very insecure without these glasses."

This is not a lie. In terms of eyesight, he is actually pretty good, not to the point where he needs to wear glasses.

But as we all know, glasses are a seal, and once they are removed from a certain group of people, the seal will be lifted.

He belongs to that specific group of people, as for what will happen after taking it off...Jie, Brother Jie don't want it?

Cough cough, walk far away, so that the stench will not be so bad.

"Stop talking nonsense, in the preparation room, my words are absolute, the sense of security and so on, will let you experience enough!"

Saying so, the pink-haired pervert stopped asking Maya for advice, and took off his black-rimmed glasses very forcefully.

"Ah, what a face... comparable to a rough stone." The surprise in his eyes couldn't be concealed, and the pink-haired pervert licked the corner of his mouth, "It seems that I can have a big fight after a long time."

"Big, big fuck?!" Taking two steps back suddenly, Maye's clear eyes exuded the aura of a cat with fried hair, "I warn you, if you act recklessly, I will bark!"

"Don't worry, this preparation room has installed a soundproof pad during the decoration, and no one will hear you if you break your throat."

"Nani!?"

"Okay, there's not much time left until the store opens..." Putting on the gloves professionally, the pink-haired pervert put on a coquettish expression, "Let's get started~?"

"!?!"

"Yeah!!"

"Brother Pineapple, no!!"

Chapter 110

"how do you feel?"

"It's terrible. It's like being thrown into the toilet and rolling around for three days and three nights. It's super uncomfortable."

"It's really an exaggerated metaphor. It's obviously a wonderful process of enjoyment." Curling his hair, the pink-haired pervert shook his head, "But forget it, the result after polishing is even more perfect than I expected. For the sake of this, I don't make it difficult for you, go to the boss to deal with it."

Shrugging helplessly, Maya didn't say much, and reluctantly opened the door, and returned to Aizen and the others.

Then...

"Hey, isn't this a little scary?"

Opening his mouth in astonishment, the apple in Grimmjow's hand fell to the ground with a 'crack'.

"That guy even learned plastic surgery?"

"It's too much, this is my own face."

"Let's not talk about the sister-in-law who takes care of it for the time being. The clothes suit you very well without any accidents. Does the size fit you well?"

Aizen was a little surprised, and had expected this result.

"Well, it's very suitable. I almost thought it was prepared for me." Maya said angrily.

"Hehe, it looks like he's having a fight." Smiling, Aizen looked at Grimmjow and asked, "Basically, he's already qualified, right?"

"Hmph." Grimmjow twitched his lips slightly, and said with a half-smile, "If you only talk about appearance, this brat is in high demand. Someone will be happy tonight."

"...!" Frowning slightly, Maya asked weakly, "Well, that, although it is said to be a chat companion, what exactly do you want to do?"