Forced to reincarnate, I want to be a villain

Recently, a store opened in the streets of Yokohama, and it became popular all of a sudden.That's a restaurant.But the truth is really hard to find what position it is.

The shop manager inside is excellent at making tea, and the chef can make all kinds of dishes and desserts, and they are especially delicious, whoever praises them.

And the waiters are all super handsome guys, including all types, such as gentle princes, black-skinned cool guys, silver-haired handsome boys, etc., and there are even healthy and weak little Zhengtais to help... There are also pseudo-mothers.

The truth has attracted countless young women to queue up.

Truth has recently become a frequent visitor to this store.

That's right, this is the address reported by the person who called himself Grandpa when she led the way last time.

As soon as she entered the door, when she saw the young man with aqua blue hair standing at the counter, she suddenly realized.They really are all in the same gang.

But after bringing her here, he didn't have any impure purpose.After that, she was treated as a guest.

But how do you think it's not normal for a person in a restaurant to run on the street just to attract a customer like her?

But it's not normal, just like when I met them on the street, the shop assistants who often change shifts inside seem to have maxed out their affection for her, and they started the mode of intimacy just after seeing her.

When Truth came for the first time, he was treated as a guest of honor, and there was no charge for ordering anything.As long as she made an appointment and said she would come, the store was closed to the public when she arrived, and was only contracted by her.

Truth begins to doubt her memory again.

She must have... something else that she hadn't thought of at all.

——At least, they must know themselves.

However, those shop assistants didn't seem to want to take the initiative to talk to her.

She also tried to pick out a few simple-looking people to make stereotypes.But when they were asked whether they knew her, they would either just laugh, or change the subject with a stiff expression, and say things like don’t care about the past and pay more attention to the present—

She thoughtfully didn't ask too many questions.Becoming a regular customer is also because she enjoys such kind reception.There is indeed a kind of kindness from the bottom of my heart to these people in the store.

As for the puzzles, she is not in a hurry, she has plenty of time, just solve them slowly.

……

"It doesn't matter, everyone's job is not to run a restaurant, but at the beginning I thought of what a very important person once said... Everyone thought it was interesting and decided to open it."

When she asked about whether the store is always not receiving customers, will it delay making money.The young man with aqua blue hair standing at the counter smiled gently, watching her golden eyes full of tenderness:

"Those are actually irrelevant, ah, you are also a regular visitor here now."

"Because everyone is nice and kind. The food and desserts here are also super delicious! Mr. Candlekiri's craftsmanship is superb, and I also really like the tea made by Obimaru."

Truth, who was waiting for the meal, held her face and praised without hesitation:

"And Mr. Hasebe is so happy every time he sees me... I can't bear to let him down."

"Speaking of which, there are your names...so this place is positioned as a sword-themed restaurant?"

——This is also the reason why the truth cannot accurately position this restaurant.If the handsome guy is the selling point, the names that those handsome guys introduced themselves to her and called each other were all the names of famous knives in history, which is strange.

But this is probably one of the reasons why Truth likes this place so much.Since childhood, her favorite weapon was the knife.I often look for the history of some famous knives in books, and I am very familiar with the names of each of them.

Like the young man who asked her to call him grandfather before, his name was Sanriyue Zongjin. ——It really is a character set with a thousand-year-old knife.

There are also Izumi Mori Kanesada, Horikawa Kunihiro, Five Tigers, Ranto Shiro, etc...

"Well, you don't have to worry about such details. Here, your tea."

That was the voice of the store manager. His voice was very pleasant, as melodious as a warbler in spring.

It was a young man with oriole-green hair, who was walking over with a tray.

The young man was wearing a simple white shirt and black suit pants, the cuffs were slightly rolled up, and his fingers were white and slender holding a teacup.

As the name suggests, his name is Yingmaru, just like the gentle young man at the counter, his name is the royal family.

Truth thinks his hairstyle is quite unique, the hair looks so soft, but the bangs keep the shape of a bird's wing, half covering the right half of his face.

And those eyes of the same color, the look in them is always gentle and calm.

Every time the truth came, he would make a good cup of tea.When she put down the cup, she raised her hand and gently rubbed her hair with the palm that was still warm from the teacup.

Truth doesn't hate being treated like this, because the other party always feels so gentle to her.

"Ah, the tea stem has stood up." Truth stared at the green in the cup, felt the warm steam touch the skin of the face, and felt a little happy.

"Well, it looks like something good will happen today."

The young man with Yingfa sighed, and naturally sat opposite her.He didn't look like receiving guests at all, he made himself a cup of tea, lowered his eyes, and sat opposite her to enjoy it leisurely.

"How are you doing recently?" He would ask her this way from time to time.

"It's a good life." Truth would reply like this every time, and then she would tell a little about some interesting life stories that had nothing to do with the Mafia.

The young man in Yingfa would hold his teacup and listen quietly and earnestly every time. The heat of the teacup floated, but the gentle smile on his face never went down.

It was a very fixed and warm state, and time seemed to stand still.My heart felt as warm as if I had been exposed to the sunshine of spring.

Truth sometimes wonders why such emotions arise.

They are truly amazing.

Although it seems that for some reason, he didn't explain to her why he treated her so kindly, but if you don't want her to know, you should pretend to be a stranger and get to know her slowly, right?

——But it seems that I can't control my intimacy at all, I can't do it well, and I don't want to hide it at all.

Truth still remembers the first time he came here, Mr. Hasebe, who was in charge of the store's finances, seemed to have tears in his beautiful purple eyes. He stared at her with pure eyes, feeling very happy and relieved. Sighing: "It's really great to see you so healthy."

Truth: "..." Are you my old father in my hometown?But why honorific?

Later, when she saw her, she would show a very happy smile, and would often ask her: "How much rice can you eat in one meal now?", "Can you run down 800 meters?", "In winter You shouldn't be sick, right?"

The concerns expressed in the words are sincere.

But—these inexplicable miraculous questions, as if she was an ordinary, delicate and frail little girl.Let the truth can't help but recall the feeling of being cared by the police uncle at that time.

Could it be that she really looks that weak?

With all due respect...she seems to be able to run around Yokohama a few times without panting.But she didn't dare to say it, for fear of scaring people.

So, that kind of heavy concern lasted until a certain day.

On this day, a bank not far from this store was robbed

Truth was a little curious, so he heard the sound and ran out to watch.

A young man named Kakiri Hasebe who happened to be on duty in the store followed her with a worried expression on his face.

In the end, the robber was not even a person with supernatural powers, and looked weak like a rookie.Truth just squatted there watching the commotion with a bored expression on her face.

It happened that one of the robbers was pulling the hostages out of the bank and was threatening the police to prepare a vehicle for them.

She thought for a while, and asked Hasebe: "Mr. Hasebe, can you lend me the knife hanging around your waist?"

Although they are named after swords, their dresses are very ordinary in the store on weekdays, and no one is seen carrying a sword.Truth felt that it might be because there was danger outside at this moment, so Mr. Hasebe brought it out.It turned out that they really had sabers.

Hearing this, Hasebe was stunned for a moment, he subconsciously untied his body, and handed it over respectfully.

Then I saw—the red-haired girl took it, drew the knife out of its sheath neatly, lowered her eyes to look at the blade, and admired it with a look of affection.

Before Hasebe could be happy, she exerted force on her feet, and the next second she disappeared.

——The gun in the hands of the robbers outside the door was cut in two, and the hostages were thrown to the side of the police.The accomplices of the kidnappers inside fell to the ground one by one before they could react.

Whether it was the crowd watching, the robbers, the police or the hostages, no one could react to what was going on.

But Hasebe could see clearly.That's why he was dumbfounded.

"Hey...you are so weak, you don't even have supernatural powers, yet you dare to rob on Yokohama's territory."

The red-haired girl standing among them tilted her head, and she lowered the corners of her mouth with a somewhat helpless expression.

She kicked the masked robber who was knocked unconscious by the back of her knife.Putting the knife back into its sheath, he hopped back and returned the knife to Hasebe.

That incident was actually just a blip to the truth.

Only later, the truth found that Mr. Hasebe finally stopped giving her that kind of miraculous greeting.

It's just that when I look at her, I often cover my heart, and my expression is still a little trance.

The author has something to say:

The gap between truth in Honmaru period and now is a bit big...

Now, it's like a reverse harem girl comic, with a plot full of goodwill from handsome guys for no reason...

Swords and swords are all lines of family affection, but... they are also stimulating to Zhongye. 2333 The following is happy to hear.

By the way, my sword and wedding knife are tea balls... I have no food to eat, produce and sell for almost two years. I have climbed the wall. Now writing about him feels the same as writing about my ex-boyfriend. He is really green 2333