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This time is clearly not during the izakaya's business hours.
Could there be someone like her who specifically came all the way here?
But if someone comes here specifically to try the manager's cooking, wouldn't such a rude knock seem impolite?
Feeling the girl's surprised gaze.
Aoba frowned as well, he was also a little puzzled.
At this time, probably no one will come.
He nodded slightly apologetically to the girl, then walked to the door, pushed open the wooden door, and pulled up the roller shutter.
"Hey!"
As soon as the roller shutter door is opened, you can see a pair of bare feet exposed, and slender calves under a black cheongsam.
With the roller shutter pulled down this far, Aoba already knew who the guy outside was.
I decided to stop at the opponent's waistline.
They completely ignored it.
It was wrong of him to refuse visitors, but since he had already opened the door, he might as well let that guy come in.
"Eh!?"
Seeing Aoba turn back halfway through pulling the door open, Asuna Yuuki tilted her head, her eyes filled with even more confusion.
"Manager, what's going on outside...?"
"A guest I don't really welcome."
Aoba picked up the tableware and walked back to the kitchen.
Meanwhile, Tornado outside stood with her arms crossed, watching the roller shutter door about to open, her delicate face radiating arrogance.
:熘yi柒易貳巴巴哼！
No matter how unwelcoming I am, they still have to open the door for me in person, right?
result. .
She hadn't even figured out what to do to make fun of Aoba yet.
Next second,
The roller shutter just stayed there, motionless.
Moreover, there were clearly other people inside the store.
What does it mean to be an unwelcome guest?
This guy... he's absolutely despicable!
Tornado stomped her foot hard in the air, her emerald-like eyes gleaming brightly.
It looked as if they were about to raze this place to the ground any second now.
But when he thought about the prosecutor's office holding him accountable, he could only hum inwardly to show that he had remembered this grudge!
A surge of mental power.
The roller shutter door was opened by an invisible force.
The tornado just floated right in.
Upon entering, they were greeted by a surprised-looking girl. After scanning the area, they finally spotted Aoba's back in the kitchen.
"Aoba!"
She didn't hold back at all and yelled loudly at the kitchen.
I just saw her, why didn't you open the door for her?
The tornado is very angry right now.
The consequences could be very serious!
"Ok?"
Aoba peeked out from the kitchen, looked at the petite Tornado who still preferred wearing black cheongsams, and couldn't help but chuckle:
"Isn't this Lady Tornado?"
"What brings you here today?"
His voice sounded very calm, without the slightest hint of unwelcomeness.
"You guy!"
But it was precisely this posture that made the tornado feel frustrated, like it was hitting cotton.
Floating in the air, it stomped its feet hard.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the menu on the wall, and a new idea instantly sparked in her little mind.
"Give me a serving of fried chicken nuggets!"
"Sorry, we're closing time now. Please come back in the evening if you'd like to enjoy our food."
Aoba smiled calmly at Tatsumaki.
"Closed for business?!"
Tornado crossed her arms, glanced down at Asuna who was sitting and watching the show, and then glared fiercely at Aoba:
"Then why can she eat so much!?"
"She doesn't have any either? Look, there aren't even chopsticks or bowls on the table."
Aoba looked at Tatsumaki innocently.
Fortunately, he had just put the cutlery away.
"How is that possible! >O*旗栮陾俬,罢斯宭."
Tornado frowned, leaned forward, and flew directly over Aoba to the kitchen.
Looking at the dishes in the sink that hadn't been washed yet.
And the pot from which braised pork was stewed.
And that...
The lingering aroma of meat permeated the kitchen and the small shop.
Lady Tornado is really angry this time!
"You clearly did it!"
"No, that was breakfast this morning."
Aoba carefully avoided Tornado's gaze.
"Liar!"
"I'm really not lying to you."
"Then look into my eyes! Baka!"
The petite girl practically pressed her face against Aoba's nose, looking completely unconvinced by his nonsense.
Her long green hair floated slowly behind her.
Her whole being was enveloped in a dazzling luster like an emerald.
Just when Aoba thought the other party might really lose their temper.
There were light tapping sounds coming from the kitchen door frame.
Both of them looked towards the door at the same time.
"that.."
Asuna Yuuki glanced shyly at the two who were almost touching, her face slightly flushed:
"If Miss Tornado and Mr. Manager don't mind."
"How about I do it?"
This was a sudden whim of the girl.
She and Aoba are the same age and have become familiar with each other after their chat.
That's why she's so open-minded.
Chapter 81 Aoba: Want to learn to cook? I'll teach you!
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It seems that Miss Tornado and Mr. Shopkeeper are also very good friends.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to playfully fight together so skillfully.
The girl spoke cheerfully, her eyes bright.
Noticing Aoba's presence, I inexplicably felt that the girl was much more dazzling than before.
This unwavering pursuit of something is perhaps the reason why she shines in the eyes of others.
"you do?"
Meanwhile, Tornado, floating in the air, crossed her arms and looked at Asuna with great suspicion.
Although she doesn't have a great passion for food.
But they can still distinguish the flavors.
The food that Aoba cooked at the shop just now was definitely the kind that tastes really good.
Otherwise, it wouldn't smell so good.
If a completely unfamiliar girl were to cook now, she would definitely be suspicious.