Nana Ming is also under special attack today

Today's weather is fine, suitable for opening the shop early.

With this in mind, I got up early and pulled up the curtain of the dessert shop.

Motes of dust float in the air, the sun is shining, rolling dust one by one to the lower world, looking after me through the glass door.

The two sunny dolls were replaced with my favorite blue-purple wind chimes. The tassels swirled in the air with the door and made a crisp sound.

"The temperature of the wind is also very comfortable."

I put back the bow on the pink apron with the cat’s head, stretched out in the sun, and pushed open the glass door to replace the stale air that had been stored overnight.

The scent of the flower bed in front of the door is blown by the breeze and sent into my shop, mixed with the sweetness of the bread in the oven, it makes me feel refreshed.

"Ready to open!"

My name is Takishima Tsuki, and I run a dessert shop in a quiet and remote street in Tokyo. There are not many desserts, but there are enough desserts for my regular customers and people who come here.

——In short, everything is comfortable and not crowded just right.

After careful consideration, I decided to use strawberry jam to draw hearts to decorate today's cake.After finishing the last touch, I carefully put the colorful and steaming donuts into the glass counter one by one, and kept a chocolate cranberry flavored one on hand for breakfast.

It was nine o'clock until I baked all the bread, arranged the fresh ingredients in the kitchen, and carried the potted prickly pear to the window.

The wind chimes at the door jingled.

I turned around and lifted my head from the sofa. At the door, a man in a white suit kept pushing the door and nodded to me: "Miss Takishima, did I disturb you to clean up the store?"

He pointed to the sign with "close" status, and said, "I'm in a hurry today, so I came in directly. I'm sorry."

"It's okay." I waved at him quickly, ran back to the cashier, and skillfully took out a packaged baguette, "You didn't remind me, I forgot to change the brand to open a shop, today is this bread, right? , Hehe, I have prepared it for you in advance, Mr. Nanami."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

I held the bread in both hands and handed it to Mr. Qihai, winking at him proudly: "Mr. Qihai has been here to buy breakfast for more than ten days, remembering the preferences of regular customers is what the owner should do."

"Ms. Takishima is really a warm person." Nanami-san said as he handed me the change.

"Thank you, Mr. Qihai, for your compliment!" I happily accepted the compliment, and began to care about the health of regular customers, "However, although our bread is delicious, Mr. Qihai has to try to change the taste occasionally. A combination of meat and vegetables for breakfast is good for your health. ah."

"I'll try my best," Mr. Nanami moved his shoulders slowly, making a creaking sound, "I've been a little busy at work recently."

"Mr. Qihai won't stay up all night again!" I walked out from the cash register and stood beside the tall Mr. Qihai, feeling overwhelmed by him, "It's really hard work, um, let me think about it, if I leave work early today, come Let me rest here and drink some tea, please."

Seeing that Mr. Qihai was about to refuse, I put my hands on my hips: "Mr. Qihai, as a modern person, you have to learn to take advantage of others, and this is a benefit for regular customers of Takino Dessert Shop - just make an appointment like this, sir Didn’t you say you’re in a hurry, go to work now!”

"If I delay Mr. Qihai's work, I will feel very guilty!"

Mr. Qihai rubbed the center of his brows, and let out a soft breath.

"Thank you."

"No matter how polite Mr. Qihai is, I'm really going to be angry."

Mr. Qihai walked out of the door following the movement of me pushing people. I picked up the wet mop in my hand and stopped at the door of the store, watching him leave. The green light on the sidewalk was tinkling, and he walked to the opposite side with the gradually increasing flow of people.

Among the black suits and flowing dresses walking with his head bowed, Mr. Nanami's white suit stands out for some reason. I am neither tall nor short. When he walks a little far away, I can almost only see his golden color. hair and a long neck.

It’s just that when he reached the fourth or fifth zebra crossing, Mr. Qihai suddenly turned his head with a bread paper bag in his arms, his narrow eyes were separated by the narrow space shared by thousands of people, and he didn’t know where he was looking vaguely.

I thought he dropped something, put the mop towards the door, stood on tiptoes and waved his hands, mouthing exaggeratedly: "Mr. Qihai, is there anything else—"

His mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't make out what he said.

When we were talking across the air, Mr. Nanami was still passing by pedestrians continuously. Someone bumped into him from the side, and before he even had time to apologize, he hurriedly stepped on the red light and left, headed straight into the crowded metropolis of Tokyo on the other side. On the sidewalk, and the entrance of my dessert shop is still a comfortable and open space with flowers and grass, as if it is in two worlds with the suffocating road.

Mr. Nanami stood out from the crowd like a chicken, and I felt suffocated for him empathetically.

So I yelled again: "Mr. Qihai, cross the road quickly, pay attention to safety——"

Mr. Qihai gave way to the side, and when he raised his head again, the corners of his lips twitched, and he suddenly revealed a reassuring smile, before turning around again.

"If only I had clairvoyance."

I still couldn't hear Mr. Nanami's words clearly, so I looked at his back with regret until he disappeared from sight, then I dragged my mop and walked back to the store.

The cold water stains dragged irregular shapes on the ground, and I struggled with them for a long time, and finally cleaned the entire store.

After all, it was a working day, and there were only a few scattered people from the dessert shop throughout the morning.

Taking advantage of the gap after the last customer left in the afternoon, I started to make fried rice to fill my stomach. The rice grains gradually turned golden. When I turned off the fire, the wind chimes made another sound.

I trotted to meet the guests, opened the curtain of the back kitchen, and saw a boy with curly hair and bright green eyes walking in.

When he saw me, he threw the tennis bag on the seat where he always sat, sniffed the air, said that I was hungry all over his face, and said, "Miss Takishima, I want a piece of bread."