[Comprehensive] I am troubled by suitors' suitors every day

"Mr. Clerk, I don't think the ham in this sandwich is very fresh." A female customer frowned, glanced at the sandwich in front of her table in embarrassment, and then turned her head to stare at the ham standing at her table. Toru Amuro in an apron.

Her long dark purple hair was draped over her shoulders, and the tail was slightly curled, outlining a soft arc.She was wearing a khaki long coat and a pair of 10cm red high heels, making her extremely tall.The facial features are exquisite, glamorous and majestic, just like a mixed-race beauty.

The strange thing is that Qi Liuhai, who is obviously more student-like, does not create a sense of disobedience on her beautiful face, but adds a bit of mystery to her face.

But it happened that such a beautiful woman came to Poirot's Cafe early in the morning and ordered a lot of things, but she only ate a little bit of each thing, and showed a dissatisfied look.

But the look of her frowning and embarrassment is really unbearable, and it seems to be very real and unaffected, which makes people have to question, are these things really so bad?

But the reality is quite the opposite!

Mao Lilan, Suzuki Sonoko and Sera Masumi, who often come to Polo Café to enjoy delicious food, know this clearly.

"How come...it's so delicious? Could it be that she's sick so she has a problem with her sense of taste?" Mao Lilan, who witnessed the whole process from the other side of the coffee shop, just tasted a sandwich and asked very puzzled.

That's right, it is a rare top-grade product with a complete color and fragrance. Mr. Amuro's craftsmanship is still as good as ever.

"It's rare to see Mr. Amuro's charm fail." Suzuki Sonoko shook his head and sighed, "However, she is really beautiful—"

That's right, the face of this mixed-race beauty can be said to have cleverly combined all the advantages of Chinese and Western blood, which is both delicate and soft, three-dimensional and majestic, quite exotic.

Sera Masumi on the side raised the corners of her lips, and there was a sharp light in her eyes that belonged to a detective, "If it's not that the sandwich is unpalatable, and it's not that the charm is lost, then it can only be - deliberately finding fault."

However, is the impeccable Toru Amuro someone who can be easily knocked down?

He showed no signs of wavering or panic, and he gave serious and detailed answers to her words that seemed to be finding fault on purpose.

"Miss, the ham for our sandwiches is purchased every morning at the nearby Mihua Supermarket. There is no overnight and refreezing process." Amuro smiled gently, and replied patiently and courteously, "And our The ham will try to choose fat-free ham, which is tasty and healthy.”

"So that's the case." The purple-haired beauty suddenly realized what she heard, and touched her chin, "So you did all of this?"

Amuro smiled and nodded in reply.

Then, she chuckled and asked again, "Then why do you use such hard bread to make sandwiches? Don't you think it tastes bad?"

It can be seen that the atmosphere of the conversation between the two is indeed relaxed and pleasant, just like friends who met each other and hated it late.

At least on the surface it does.

The premise is to ignore her questioning words.

Amuro Toru did not show any embarrassment at all, he blinked his purple-gray eyes, and explained carefully, "Actually, this kind of slightly harder bread would be better, because when I make sandwiches, I will put the bread Steam it first, the purpose is to raise the temperature. If it is too soft bread, it will be steamed very soft and lose the texture.”

As expected of Mr. Amuro!Not feeling overwhelmed at all.Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko over there looked at each other and exchanged a tacit look.

"It seems that I have no vision."

The purple-haired beauty raised her eyebrows and smiled brightly, "Then please pack it for me. Since it's such a delicious food, it's not good to waste it."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence, "Mr. Clerk is so good, it's a pity not to be a chef. How can you be willing to stay in a small coffee shop?"

Her azure blue eyes lingered with an expression of unknown meaning, and she clasped him tightly, as if she wanted to see all the subtle changes in his expression.

"I don't think it's Qu Cai."

Amuro bent down slightly, carefully packed the food on the table, and responded calmly, "I have my own things to do."

Unfortunately, because of his bending down and the light golden bangs hanging down slightly with the movement, she couldn't see his expression clearly at the moment.

After paying the bill, the purple-haired beauty took the packaged food and left without looking back.

Only a simple and elegant checkered handkerchief is left on the table.

But in an instant, the red and purple Maserati at the entrance of Poirot Café flashed away like a gust of wind, blending into the endless traffic of Tokyo.

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the next day.Tokyo Japanese tea house.

It's not big here, it can be said to be small and delicate.The interior and exterior of the teahouse are all composed of simple and elegant Japanese-style decoration, revealing the traditional Japanese cultural atmosphere everywhere, making people feel solemn and peaceful.The elegant and dignified figures of the waitresses who come and go with their hair in a bun, wearing various kimonos, and carrying tea and pastries constitute a unique scenery in this teahouse.

When Toru Amuro arrived, he saw that the other party was already sitting by the window sill.She was closing her eyes slightly, drinking tea quietly, looking very contented.

There are some sushi, small rolls and desserts placed in an orderly manner on the table, all of which are very attractive.

The place is still the same place.

The meal is still the same.

as always.

"You are here, sit down." She easily sensed his arrival, then opened her bright blue eyes, raised her eyebrows, and greeted naturally, "The tea here is still the same, try it .”

Toru Amuro sat down opposite her, put aside the things he bought from a nearby supermarket, and took a sip of the cup of hot tea on the table. The warmth on the tip of his tongue gradually faded away, reaching his throat, refreshing.

The green tea still tastes the same, but for some reason, it has a bit of indescribable bitterness that lingers on.

"Yayoi, long time no see." In the end it was he who broke the deadlock and ended the brief silence between the two.

Miyazaki Yayoi on the opposite side directly ignored his old greetings.

She put down the teacup in her hand heavily, and let the teacup and the table make a crisp and loud sound, her eyes locked on him tightly, not letting him avoid the slightest bit, and said straight to the point, "The clerk of Poirot Café, Maori Xiao Goro's apprentice, private detective—”

Miyazaki Yayoi counted carefully while breaking her fingers.

The burgundy nails draw sexy lines in the air, which are extraordinarily dazzling.

"What the hell are you doing? Mr. Toru Amuro." She clasped her hands, put her chin on them, and gently asked the man in front of her that she had been completely elusive so far.

Although the tone is light, the sense of language is so deep that it is impossible to escape.

"Or, as the top student in the police academy, what exactly are you doing?" Yayoi Miyazaki approached the topic from a different angle, repeated the question tirelessly, and finally revealed the identity of the person in front of her without hesitation. Point it out, "Drop-valley-zero."

Not only did he lower his tone, but he also deliberately elongated the name, as if to warn of something, but also as if to emphasize something.

Since it was a seat by the window sill, although there was still a certain distance from the hall, it was still a public place after all, so she tried to lower her volume as much as possible.

But the forcibly lowered and deep volume could not restrain her outburst of emotions at the moment.

After finishing speaking, Toru Amuro pursed his lips tightly, the edges and corners of his jaw became sharp, which contained a bit of sharpness, which made people dare not look at him closely.His purple-gray pupils trembled involuntarily, but they quickly returned to calm and unblemished, as if nothing had happened, but the darkness at the bottom of his eyes became more and more unfathomable, almost hidden behind his light golden bangs. Down.

The hand he hid under the table was already clenched into a fist, clenched and loosened, released and clenched, back and forth, until deep finger marks were imprinted on the palm of his hand, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

The atmosphere fell into a delicate deadlock for a while.

Seeing his reaction, Yayoi Miyazaki sighed lowly, and finally eased her tone, "At that time, you suddenly disappeared from the world, and I couldn't find you, and I couldn't contact you. I went to the police academy to watch my graduation. I didn't find you on the list. Matsuda-senpai and the others..."

At the end of the conversation, I suddenly recalled the unbearable past, and couldn't help but choke up slightly. The words reached my throat, and I couldn't say a word or a word.

Not even a word of "sadness" can be said.

Mentioning many deceased friends, Toru Amuro finally couldn't help having a big mood swing.

He closed his eyes fiercely, and opened them gently again. There seemed to be some unexplained changes in the purple-gray pupils between closing and opening.Then he took a deep breath, exhaled the stale air that had been hoarded for an unknown amount of time, and gradually calmed down his emotions.

He still couldn't say a word.

Yes, in front of the memories of things being different, he is no longer the impeccable Toru Amuro, nor is he the indomitable Rei Furutani back then.

Yayoi Miyazaki lowered her eyes, and her purple bangs lightly covered her surging emotions, "To be honest, are you carrying out some secret and dangerous mission?"

But this sentence seemed to touch some taboo, and immediately made Toru Amuro vigilant.

"Yayoi, let's stop this topic."

He was finally able to speak, but he didn't expect his voice to be so hoarse when he spoke, revealing vicissitudes of life, but also like the texture of jade, which made people feel a fine tingling feeling in their hearts.

Compared with his usual crisp and clear Su Yin, it was a little more low-key and sexy.

"I have something that I want to protect with my life." All the negative emotions in Toru Amuro's pupils have faded at this moment, the color of the pupils is surprisingly bright, and the expression at the bottom of the pupils is dark and deep.

It seems to be ready to go for the belief, regardless of oneself.

An indestructible, unstoppable sharp look.

Undoubtedly, this look, this posture, has completely explained everything.

After Miyazaki Yayoi sighed lowly, she couldn't help but hooked her red lips and smiled knowingly.

It was different from her usual glamorous smile, but a shallow and relieved smile, revealing an indescribable comfort and ease.

The tense and depressive atmosphere was finally relieved quickly.

"Forget it, take care of yourself. There is an old saying in China, 'The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard'. Now I give it to you intact." She brushed her purple hair chicly, and lightly brushed her hair. Taking a sip of the green tea that tends to turn cold, she regained her venomous nature after a disagreement, "It's a long road, don't die."

"This is advice to you as your old friend."

Yayoi Miyazaki blinked her blue eyes lightly.

"Not as advice to you as an ex-girlfriend."

The author has something to say:

Ahhhhhh I won't tell you that I've wanted to write this ex-girlfriend character for a long, long, long, long time! ! !I have wanted to write this "confrontation" for a long time!Although it is not particularly satisfactory, it still roughly expresses the feeling I want to write.

55555 Today is a day without Xixi—but it’s okay, probably the next chapter will come out. (?)

emmmmm This should be considered as a relatively important supporting role, hehe, I will not tell you that there will be another important supporting role in the next chapter.But don't worry, there is only a little bit of the branch line, and it will return to the main line soon.

I might start a novel where the heroine is Yayoi in the future, one day in the future—(?)

I, I, I really found that I have a soft spot for the identity of Touzi's ex-girlfriend (no matter who it is).jpg

This chapter is a relatively short chapter, for me hee hee - I hope you can enjoy reading it!

Continue to ask for collections and comments! ! !