sweet heroine

I don't know what the person who came here just now does. Giorno said it's not important, boss, you don't need to think about it.It makes sense, I took it for granted and forgot what happened just now.

Giorno took me to see several scenic spots one after another. Of course we... have hired another professional tour guide!

It's okay, it's okay, anyway, little brother Giorno can talk sweetly, so I'm happy to hire another tour guide.

After shopping, we plan to go to shopping malls in Italy, but I have bought too many and I feel that I can't take them back. I am a little entangled.

Giorno led me to a local store, which was still in a relatively remote store.When the boss saw me, his face was full of smiles. I saw that the shop was full of clothes and shoes, so I immediately started shopping.

Hey, it's so ugly.

I’m not saying that these clothes are really ugly in their own way. Europeans’ clothes are simple. I think everyone is more likely to wear Uniqlo than chiffon.The style of this store is completely opposite, maybe it is to make the voice of foreign customers, the store is mainly exotic, but the boss's aesthetic vision is too rustic!

I feel that these are the clothes worn by square dance aunts...

It's really ugly, I lost interest after a few glances, and Italian clothes from around 98 are ugly enough.

Just as I was watching, Giorno over there had finished talking with the boss, and I saw him come back, "Boss, I told the shopkeeper that if we buy clothes here, it can be cheaper."

If I don't care, it's not cheap. I only care about whether he looks good or not.

"Oh." I looked at the clothes without interest, and Giorno looked at me and asked sharply, "Don't you like it?"

Thinking that it would be bad to say these things in other people's stores, I leaned into Giorno's ear and whispered, "It's ugly."

Giorno's expression remained unchanged, "Is that so..."

The shopkeeper also came over at this time, and said a bunch of things I didn't understand in Italian, "How is Giorno, the fat sheep?"

Giorno replied in Italian, "We are still communicating."

"Really? Is this guy really a fat sheep with a lot of money like you said?" The shopkeeper kept speaking Italian, crackling something to Giorno, but I couldn't understand it at all. "You won't lie to me! Where do you know any rich people?"

"Ah."

"What are you doing? Hurry up and let her buy it!"

I looked at the conversation between the two with a blank face, and Giorno asked me very considerately, "Is there nothing the boss likes?"

Although the shopkeeper is there, he speaks Italian first, so it doesn't matter if I speak Japanese.So I ran to Giorno again, under the boss's bright smile, I tiptoed up to Giorno's ear and whispered, "It's too ugly, it's really ugly, Giorno, I want to go. "

Giorno was stunned after hearing this, the boss over there was still talking to him, "Hey, what did Giorno say?"

The young man with black hair and emerald eyes was silent for a while, "He said she doesn't like the clothes in your store."

"Who cares if she likes it or not? Didn't you tell me that she is easy to coax? Let her buy clothes! We will give you the rebate we promised!"

Giorno asked me very politely, "Don't you like it at all?"

"Ah."

"That's it... I remember that the store still has some shoes, the boss wants to take a look."

shoe?Stop it... It feels like I might not have my yardage, this is not humiliating the store, this is public execution of me!

I looked at him wronged, "My feet are relatively small."

Giorno was stunned again, then looked down, "Is there any problem?"

Damn, this must be a dead straight man.

"You can't usually buy shoes." I must say to him, "It's hard to buy."

"But it's because it's more difficult, so I need to try more." Giorno calmly gave me advice, and he suddenly smiled at me. The handsome young man's smile almost brightened the entire dark shop. When it was on, he coaxed me in a low voice, "Why don't you try it, boss."

All right, for the sake of your good looks.

Giorno had a brief conversation with the boss over there. The boss's face became stiff, and then he took us to see the shoes next door.

I finally picked out a pair of shoes that looked okay, and the boss was about to go through the store, and they didn't have my shoe size.

The boss looked like he was going to die of anger. I looked at Giorno helplessly, and couldn't help covering my face, "You have small feet."

He squatted down in front of me, and then carefully looked at my feet, stretched out his hand and grabbed my feet, and the other's outstretched palm was just enough to wrap my entire foot.

The big warm hands on my feet made my spine tremble instantly, and I almost kicked him in the face reflexively. The other party wrapped my feet with one hand seriously and thought for a while, "Boss, it seems that we just I can go to the children's shoe store to buy shoes."

If you don't talk so seriously and play so shamelessly, who will go to the children's shoe store to buy shoes!

His palms are a little rough, rubbing against the soles of my feet and itching, because I don't like to walk usually, my feet are really white and tender.

And it's very small... In the opponent's palm, it looks even smaller.

I looked at the young man who was kneeling in front of me and holding my foot with one hand, and couldn't help blushing and urged him, "Let's go."

"Understood." The other party put away his hands naturally, "But don't women like shopping very much?"

I immediately gave him a serious science introduction, "If you like to buy, you should buy good-looking ones. Give me the bad-looking ones for free. I won't wear them. This is a woman!"

Giorno nodded, "I see."

Hey, you are really single, you are 28 or [-], you have never been in a relationship!

Giorno stood up and talked with the store owner again, "It seems that there is nothing suitable here."

"What Giorno, this is the woman you brought, don't you buy it if you don't buy it?" The boss said this in Italian, and he didn't know why he sounded a little anxious, "Are you kidding me? I don't care , You must let her spend at least a few million lire here!"

"I'm sorry, but the boss doesn't like it. I don't really want to turn against her yet." From my point of view, Giorno's words are really polite. Very gentleman.

"So let's get here today."

"You bastard, Giorno!" The boss suddenly grabbed Giorno's collar excitedly for some reason, which made me froze for a moment and stood up straight away.

Giorno's emerald eyes passed me, and then he fixed his eyes on the person opposite, "I said I'm here today, and I don't like repeating the same thing a second time."

The young man stretched out his hand and patted the other party's hand holding his collar, and then said to me politely, "Sorry, boss, I have something to discuss with the other party alone."

"Ah... good." What's the matter.

Then I saw them walk into the store together, and Giorno came out after a while, and he was still arranging his clothes when he came out.

I found that no one around him asked in doubt, "Where is the shop owner?"

"Ah..." Giorno said calmly, "I'm going to pack the goods, let me go out first."

"Ok."

"It doesn't matter if the boss doesn't like it." Giorno smiled very gently, "Because the boss is more important."

Italian, "It's a fat sheep after all..."

Um?I looked at him suspiciously, and Giorno politely invited me, "Then, boss, let's go to the next place."

"Well, but don't you have to say hello to the boss?"

"No..." Giorno smiled, "I don't think the other party has time to come to us."

All right, when we had visited all the attractions, Giorno made a suggestion to me, asking if I would like to experience a foreign casino.

"Hey, I haven't been there before." I asked a little cautiously and curiously, "What kind of place is it?"

"Well, it's very interesting." The other party answered me briefly, "If you haven't been there, you can just go and have a look. There are not many places like this in Japan."

Not many, I have never been to it, and gambling is legal in some places abroad.

And no matter if I was with Gin, Scotch, Bourbon, or Rye, they wouldn't let me play in the casino. Hey, how could I live so innocently in a cruel and dark organization?

It is very positive to control me one by one.

Looking back and thinking about it, I feel like something is always wrong.

When my heart is moved, I will go to see and see.

So in the evening, after my rest, I followed Giorno to the famous local casino. Wow, it is really super resplendent, and it is next to the shopping mall.A table of people gathered together, and everyone looked nervously at the chips on the table. It was so crowded. Giorno skillfully greeted the gatekeepers around him, and then led me in. .

The other party also said with a smile in Italian, "Giorno, have you brought the fat sheep again?"

"Yeah." I saw Giorno softly respond, and the man standing beside me smiled slightly, "This time it's even cuter than before."

I looked at him with a question mark on my face, the little brother really looked good when he smiled, so I smiled at him too.

Giorno froze for a moment, "Then, let's go and see what the boss wants to play."

I followed Giorno nervously watching the crowd gather at each table, watching what they were doing carefully, and my eyes widened when I saw someone betting.

Make a fist, very novel, very nervous.

"Boss, don't you want to try it?" Giorno said to me, "It's hard to come here once, you can have a look."

I nodded, I think so too, and then I came to the famous Blackjack, which is 21 points. This style of play requires the sum of points not to exceed 21 points.Hey, it's card counting again.

If I had known it would be better to bring a Bourbon, Scotland, or Rye than me.

My poker skills are as good as a dog's. I sat in front of the green gambling table with a nervous face and held the cards. I played two hands and lost in a mess. I didn't know how to play.

Seeing the chips rushing away, although I don't really care about money, but not caring doesn't mean I'm happy!

What is the purpose of playing games, of course it is for fun, what's the use of being unhappy! ?

"Giorno..." I whispered to him, "Can you play blackjack?"

The other party nodded, then looked at me suspiciously.

So I decisively said to Giorno beside me, "Come here!"

Giorno looked at me with a question mark on his face, and I let go of such bold words to my companion, "Get high, lose is mine, and win is yours!"

"You come to play! Let me see!"

boss!What is the boss, I am the boss!

What to do if you can't beat it, of course it's a hang up!

Hey, it's nice to have money.

Giorno froze for a moment, then he seemed to think for a moment and then smiled at me very sincerely, "You are so kind, Boss."