My love simulation with them

Think so.

Futaba Rio secretly glanced at Nango Toki next to her.

At this time, Nanxiang ignored the two of them, just took a step forward, and was talking to a middle-aged man who looked like the store manager.

Maybe it was because of the blond-haired girl's words before, but she smiled when she looked at Nanxiang, and sometimes she looked like she was listening in silence.

Futaba Rio felt her heartbeat speed up inexplicably.

"As expected." The blonde-haired girl laughed "hehe" next to her.

"..." Futaba Rio was too lazy to refute the other party at this time.

But just because she remained silent, it didn't mean that the blond-haired girl would remain silent.

The other party smiled and stretched out his hand: "Having said so much, I haven't introduced myself yet. Hello, I am Nishiki Chishu. According to the seniority in the harem, you should be the latest among our sisters. My name is Is it okay for you to call me Sister Liang?"

"..." Futaba Rio wanted to complain about Nishiki Chishu's words, "It's okay to call you Rio sister."

But...

forget it.

I feel that the other person is exactly the same as Yamada Ryo, and he is not the type to listen to other people's words at all.

So she stretched out her hand and shook Nishiki Chishu: "I am Futaba Rio."

Briefly introduce yourself.

Then Nishiki Chishu asked curiously: "Speaking of which, Sister Rio, how did you meet Toki-kun?"

"...You can call me Futaba or Rio..."

Trying hard to correct the other party's statement, Futaba Rio sighed: "To be precise, I took the initiative to find Nango."

"Huh? I didn't expect you to be a carnivore wearing glasses, so you attacked Shi-kun directly. But you really have a good eye for people. You can actually spot the person I like at a glance."

Jinmu Qianshu looked impressed.

"No! Yes! Take action!"

Futaba Rio took a deep breath.

Just in the few minutes of communicating with Nishiki Chishu, she felt that her blood pressure had risen.

"I am troubled by some emotional problems, so I went to Nanxiang to discuss it! Nanxiang and I are not the kind of relationship you think at all."

"Hey...? Is that so? Ah, Takina! You've come just in time! I'm talking to sister Rio who just joined our harem camp. Come and listen."

Nishiki Chishu responded first, and then waved to Futaba Rio's back as if he had discovered something.

Her action made Futaba Rio look back subconsciously.

Then she saw it.

An elegant girl with neat black hair, like an orchid in the valley, stood behind her.

Also at the Ocha Festival, Futaba Rio met the girl when she was in Nango.

At this time, the other party was staring at him with those cold eyes, saying nothing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

This is a completely different sense of pressure than Nishiki Chishu.

Futaba Rio was temporarily breathless.

But soon.

After sizing her up, the other person's eyes relaxed and he nodded to her succinctly: "Hello, I am Inoue Takina."

"...Hello. I'm Futaba Rio."

Briefly introduce yourself.

Inoue Takina seemed to have lost interest in her and turned her attention to Nishikiki Chishu: "Chishu."

"Um?"

"How long has that pot of coffee been heated on the counter?"

"Hey...? Hey!!!"

Nishiki Chishu turned around subconsciously.

Only then did she realize that the remaining coffee she had heated was now emitting white smoke and beginning to evaporate.

“My coffee!!!”

Make this sound.

Nishiki Chishu abandoned Futaba Rio and hurried back behind the counter.

"Qian Shu is causing trouble for you."

After sending her away, Nishiki Chishu faced Futaba Rio very politely.

"Ah...that...it's nothing."

After Nishiki Chishu's unscrupulous questions just now.

Being treated with such courtesy by Inoue Takina all of a sudden, Futaba Rio felt at a loss.

He could only nod lightly towards Takina Inoue.

She was a little lucky.

It seems there are more than just weirdos here.

There are also girls like Inoue Takina who understand etiquette and moral integrity.

But, the next second——

"Qianshu is really willful sometimes...but actually I have the same question to ask Futaba-san."

His voice slowed down and his tone was cold.

I saw Inoue Takina squinting her purple wisteria-like eyes and slowly speaking:

"Do you really not like Shijun? Even just a little bit?"

At this moment, Futaba Rio felt a completely different feeling from Nishiki Chishu before, like an iceberg.

And he felt the seriousness in the other party's words, which was different from Nishiki Chishu.

This time, Futaba Rio fell into silence.

When you like Nanxiang...? Even a little bit...?

The answer to this question...

She was also a little confused.

Chapter 205. Is Nanxiang Shi an alien? (4000 words!)

"Do you really not like Shijun? Even just a little bit?"

Futaba Rio was slightly stunned by Inoue Takina's question.

Because of this question, she actually didn’t know the answer herself.

but--

Whether it's Takina Inoue or Chisu Nishiki.

Futaba Rio thought that they both probably liked Nango Toki very much.

In this case...

"I should have a good impression of him." Futaba Rio said, "But I don't like him."

"Yeah?"

Not as aggressive and unscrupulous as Nishiki Chishu.

Inoue Takina simply responded, and when she turned to look at Nango who was communicating with the store manager Mika on the other side, she spoke quite meaningfully:

"I hope you will be like you said and not fall in love with Toki-kun."

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

At this time, Nanxiang Shiya finished his conversation with the middle-aged store manager over there and walked over to them.

Futaba Rio then showed an expression as if she had received amnesty.

She just wanted to speak.

Next to her, Inoue Takina had already bent her soft waist and bowed to Nango Toki in front of her: "Toki-kun."

"Well..."

Futaba Rio couldn't help but take another look at Inoue Takina.

We were obviously the same age as each other when we were in Nanxiang, and we were also working partners together.

Even if Inoue Takina likes Nango Toki, there is no need to be so respectful to Nango Toki, right?

She couldn't understand, and then changed the subject and said: "Speaking of which, Nanxiang, you said before that you occasionally work in this cafe... What is your main job? Doing business or being a receptionist?"

Ordinary high school students work in coffee shops.

The only jobs that can be done are doing odd jobs or reception.

This is what Futaba Rio thought and asked.

but--

"Toki-kun is the temporary chef of our 'Riko Rico'."

Nanxiang didn't wait for an answer.

The middle-aged store manager who had just communicated with him had come over and answered Futaba Rio's question with a smile.

"Why?!"

After receiving this answer, Futaba Rio's eyes widened in disbelief.

Chef?

Nanxiang time?

From this coffee shop?

Futaba Rio finally couldn't help but speak: "Um... is the store manager-san joking?"

In fact, it's not surprising that she had such a reaction.

You know, the chef is the lifeline of a restaurant and can determine the upper and lower limits of a restaurant.

In Japan, the term "chef" has been called "daishō" (chief general) since ancient times.

It can also be seen from this that the Japanese attach great importance to the position of 'chef'.

For a restaurant, the importance of the chef is not to mention.

That can truly mean that, except for the store manager, one person is worth more than ten thousand people.

Give such an important position to a male high school student who is studying and "occasionally comes to work"?

No matter how you think about it, this is a bit nonsense.

So Futaba Rio could only think, ‘Is this a joke? ’ this conclusion.

but--

"Manager Mika is not kidding, Shijun is indeed the temporary chef of our 'Riko Rico'."

Inoue Takina turned her face sideways. She noticed Futaba Rio's thoughts, so she added one more sentence: "In fact, the manager Mika even had the idea of ​​hiring Toki-kun as the chef of 'Riko Rico'. 40% of the daily revenue was used as salary, but he still refused.”

40% of revenue?

A store that earns 40% of its revenue hires students like Nanxiang Shi as chefs?

Futaba Rio touched her ears subconsciously.

Now she was even wondering if she had heard wrongly.

40% of revenue.