I have special resignation skills

The new eyes didn't bother Mao.

Today is still a sunny day, and they plan to leave for Bingsheng tomorrow.

Hongye, who had been led away by the little girl, kept smiling until the little girl pulled her into a... maid cafe? ? !

Mao turned his head and said to Hongye ignorantly, "Sister Hongye, the taste of this coffee shop is not inferior to that of Nicholas."

Hongye looked up at the sign, where the store's name - Stile.

The name is quite normal, and the decoration of the store is also quite normal.But as long as the shop assistants are dressed in maid outfits and behave towards male customers, Hongye knows the essence of this shop.

But seeing that the little girl couldn't wait to plant grass for her, she pressed the words to remind her.

Anyway, it was a novel experience.

The wind chime hanging on the door rang, and the two women, one tall and one short, instantly attracted the attention of all the humans in the store.

Mao randomly chose a sunny spot and sat down.

……

"The store manager!" Xia Fan asked secretly, "What do you think...these two female customers like...?"

The preferences of Stile's new customers are all guessed by the store manager and assigned tasks to the staff.

The store manager has blond hair that is slightly darker than Mao's, and gray-blue pupils. When he is not talking, he is a typical Italian beauty.

When he spoke, especially to Sakuranomiya Berry Fragrance...

"Xiao Berryxiang!" Seeing that Berryxiang had changed into her overalls and put on a high ponytail, his eyes were glued to Berryxiang's body, "The new hairstyle is too..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ma Dong skillfully poked and blinded the store manager Se Mimi's eyes, adding: "Disgusting."

"Oh..." Isn't this the beautiful little sister from last time?

Ma Dong picked up the recording board and paper placed on the table and walked towards them.Behind Xia Fan's angry voice: "Hey Ma Dong, you are too cunning! I want to go too!"

Then, the two maids stood together in front of the table and chair where Mao was sitting, showing perfect smiles.

"What would you two like to order?"

Koyo Ozaki tidied up the folds of her kimono, she was beautiful and elegant no matter what.

Mao returned the menu to Hongye, she blinked her eyes, and said as if taking credit, "Sister Hongye, go first."

Xia Fan: It's wink!

Ma Dong: So... so cute!

One of the two of them held the clipboard tightly, and the other tightly held the hem of the skirt behind her.

Mao...it's been a long time since I've really changed a lot.

Hongye caressed her red lips, the corners of her eyes drooped slightly, showing a thoughtful look.

It looks like he is struggling with the menu, but he is actually wondering if Mori Ogai's expression will be more surprised than being rejected when he changes clothes for a young girl when Mao returns to Hong Kong.

Thinking of this, Hongye's mood changed a little, and her fingertips landed on a small string of Japanese: "A cup of Blue Mountain coffee."

Blue Mountain Coffee has a delicate flavor and a light taste. Ozaki Momiji doesn't like sweets, so he didn't order anything else.

Her approach was the same as when they were drinking afternoon tea in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang. Mao didn't ask too many questions. After so long, she also subtly and habitually remembered Hongye's superficial eating habits.

For example, I don't like sweet food, but I have a great affection for pickles and tempura.

Mao regretted the deluxe version of coffee pudding that he didn't have time to eat last time, so he ordered several items at once: "Light cheesecake, tiramisu, chocolate chip cupcake, cranberry scone, strawberry mousse, black tea fee Nanxue, vanilla..."

"Stop for a moment, Mao." Momiji's curved lips stiffened. Mao's speed of reporting the name of the dish just now was so fast that she didn't have time to stop Hongye after talking five or six times.

The two maids next to her were also stunned, Ma Dong's hand speed couldn't be fully recorded, and their sweet smiles were slightly stiff.

Contrast cute?

Mingming sat in the corner coldly for the first time and only ordered a cup of caramel macchiato and coffee pudding, but the second time he brought a beauty over, his eyes and polite and distant expression changed.

They don't have the setting of the chef "because the girls can feel the mystery and possibility after they come into contact with each other".

There is only one word in my poor mind: sister control

And... the name Hongye, sister Hongye... is really a bit subtle...

Koye Ozaki ignored the whispered discussion of the two girls, she felt that the next she might be somewhat similar to Mori Ogai.

"Mao, eat so many sweets..." Too bad, she really has no experience coaxing little girls.

The former Mao never made her worry too much, she cut down enemies, and she consumed desserts in moderation.The daily plan is made by Koyo Ozaki himself, and Mao just needs to be responsible for carrying it out.

Although this approach was euphemistically suggested by Mori Ogai, Momiji thought it was the best protection for Mao.

Only by becoming stronger can you not be bullied by others; only by killing enough people and completing tasks meticulously can you gain the negligible trust of the leader; only by being strict with yourself can you grow into an excellent person.

Koye Ozaki knows that as long as she "orders", even Mao, who is obsessed with desserts alone, will not hesitate to give up for half a second.

But she didn't want to do this, she sighed in her heart, and the burden that had been on her shoulders suddenly disappeared.

She softly said: "You think, it won't be good if you eat so much for a while..." Very very blunt advice.

Even Hongye, who said this, felt that she was too thin to stand up.

But Mao pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "Then let's have vanilla milkshake and tiramisu."

"Okay...Okay." Ma Dong finished writing immediately, she nodded slightly, "Please wait a moment."

Berry Xiang, who had been watching from a distance, trotted to the two of them, and she said excitedly, "How is it?"

Xia Fan lifted his golden ponytails, and snapped his fingers handsomely: "Berry Xiang, you haven't seen it. The interaction between the two of them is based on their beauty. One plus one is greater than two."

Ma Dong nodded his head sincerely and gave a thumbs up, proving that what Xia Fan said was true.

Qiuyue Hongye, who was busy in the back kitchen, poked his head out, and he just caught two words with his ear sharply: "they" and "interaction".

"What are you talking about?" Qiuyue asked.

"It's the two female guests." Berry Xiang replied.

female!two!

Qiuyue's intense gaze almost turned into reality and shot at the entire coffee shop: "Then did they order the order that was delivered just now?"

Ma Dong and Xia Fan who were present turned their heads to look at each other and nodded.

A raging fire ignited behind Qiuyue, and he wanted to make the most delicious coffee and desserts for these two women! !

Berry Xiang trembled: It was like sister Meiyu at that time...

The two who had been separated for a long time chatted, Hongye first asked what she had always wanted to ask: "Mao...Did Dazai say anything to you?"

After flipping through her memory of Osamu Dazai, and deleting the trivial things and conversations, she replied, "Well, that's the goal of the next mission."

It seems that Osamu Dazai hasn't mentioned it to Maou yet, also... With his bad temper, he might be waiting for when to use this matter to "harass" Maou.

Since Mori Ogai specifically asked them not to leak, Momiji could only keep her mouth shut.She gave Mao a shot: "If one day I can no longer be your guardian, what will you think?"

Mao asked decisively: "Not a guardian... Can we still have afternoon tea together?"

"of course can."

The coffee and cake were served, Mao picked up the silver fork at the side, she paused for a moment, and then smoothly forked towards the tiramisu.

When Koye Ozaki said this, she frowned quickly, which lasted for less than half a second, and it slowed down dozens of times in Mao's eyes.

At this moment, Sister Hongye is a little irritable and nervous, this is the message conveyed to her by her eyes.

Mao held the fork and said nothing.

The sound of discussions and conversations in the coffee shop, the clash of metal knives and forks and ceramic plates, and the rustling of plants and animals in the morning breeze all became very clear.

After a while, she swallowed the tiramisu with special mascarpone cheese flavor, which was very delicate and moist.

"If that's your wish."

If this is Koyo Ozaki's wish, then Mao Watanabe will do it.

Hongye picked up the coffee almost in a panic, and covered the tight corners of her mouth with the cup.She lowered her eyebrows, half of her bangs drooping to cover up the churning emotions in her beautiful eyes.

Is that so...

The emptiness that delicious sweetness cannot fill, Mao sensed Momiji's temptation.

"Lambo...be patient!" the black afro boy in a cow suit cried and shouted, followed by a familiar voice.

"Lanbo, don't run around!"

I saw the little boy crying and took out a rocket launcher that was several times his small body from the explosive head, and threw it forward indiscriminately.

"No!" Ozaki Momiji's pupils suddenly shrank.

The ability of the kimono cloak to hold the sword and the sword will cut off the bazooka.

Too late.The bazooka hit Mao in front of her, and a burst of pink smoke enveloped her.

"Mao...?"