The next day, early morning.
"Even though it's a bit late..." Kikuri Hiroi said while wiping her hands with a paper towel, looking inexplicably proud for so reason, "actually, for breakfast, I'm a Japanese-style al person."
"After eating the toasted bread and thick-cut bacon fried eggs in your plate so clean, don't you think you're being a bit thick-skinned by saying that?"
Asakura looked at her with eyes reserved for non-recyclable trash.
No, from the perspective of alcohol content, maybe she's combustible trash?
"...So should I pack it in a bag on Mondays and Thursdays?"
"The content of your muttering is so scary?!"
Kikuri Hiroi trembled.
"I say, don't you ever cook for yourself?" Asakura asked her.
"Shima... that's the drumr of my band, she once said the sa to ."
"So how did you answer?" Asakura asked curiously.
" 'Hahaha, I don't care what the kitchen becos like.' Just like that."
"That's already a threat."
Asakura complained, feeling pity in his heart for the drumr in her band for having such a leader.
"I still have so self-awareness, at least there's no problem as long as I don't get within three ters of the stove." Kikuri Hiroi said.
"That's already outside the kitchen." Asakura was helpless, he suddenly beca curious whether the cooking skills of Yuigahama Yui or Kikuri Hiroi were more lethal.
"Safety first." Kikuri Hiroi gave Asakura a big thumbs up.
"A person who walks drunk on the street late at night is the least qualified to say those words."
"Don't worry, don't worry, I only look drunk, but I'm actually very clear-headed in my heart!"
"Every drunkard I've seen says that." Asakura tidied up the coffee table, "What are your plans for today?"
"Anyway, I'll go to STARRY for a free al first."
"You just finished breakfast and you're thinking about that? Isn't it a bit too early?" Asakura tapped the plate in his hand.
"Well, after all, it's quite far from here to Shimokitazawa..."
"Far? I rember it's quite close?"
Asakura thought for a bit, the train lines in this island country are actually quite ssy, and he isn't so railway otaku, so he didn't have a deep concept of train stations, he only rembered that taking the train from the nearby station to Shimokitazawa seed to be only two or three stops away.
"Because I'm already used to carrying a bass and asuring the land with my two feet..."
"Is it for the sake of sentint?! Why use such a poetic way of saying it? Just take a train at the very least!"
"Miss Hiroi, I..." Kikuri Hiroi showed a slightly humble smile, "can't even scrape together the money for the train anymore."
"..."
"So if possible, can you lend so money?" Kikuri Hiroi opened her hands in a begging gesture.
"...You've definitely taken over Yamada Ryo's position, haven't you?"
In the end, because the way she wept bitterly was too shocking to the soul, Asakura, out of humanitarian sympathy, lent her a bit of train fare.
Usagi-ya.
"Boss-kun, is there sothing on your mind today?" Kawaragi Momoka asked Asakura curiously.
"Can you tell?" Asakura asked back.
"You've been sighing for half a day, it would be strange if I couldn't tell."
"Miss Kawaragi, what do you think of as a person?"
"What do you an by 'what'?" The part-ti warrior, who was making preparations for the store's opening, didn't understand the boss's question.
"Specifically, your impression of as a person."
"A pushover." Kawaragi Momoka said without any hesitation.
"As expected..." Asakura folded his arms and nodded in reflection, "I also feel like I've been a bit too soft-hearted lately, it seems I need to reflect properly..."
"However, if Boss-kun weren't a pushover, I wouldn't be here." Kawaragi Momoka continued.
"Is that a complint?" Asakura looked at her with so surprise, "Could it be that Miss Kawaragi is also a 'tsun-tsun-tsun-tsun-tsundere' like Miss Ijichi and Miss Hoshino?"
"That's too many 'tsuns,' isn't it? By the way, is the Miss Hoshino Boss-kun ntioned the manager of that live house in Shimokitazawa?"
"Indeed, although she looks overbearing on the surface, Miss Kawaragi is surprisingly easy to get along with, so she should be a 'tsun-yan-yan-yan-yandere' instead."
"No matter which one it is, I don't like it, please use a more normal way to describe ."
"Hmm..." Asakura thought for a bit, "closet pervert."
"I'm quitting."
"Just kidding." Asakura hurried to reassure his only employee, "How's the store preparation going?"
He originally thought Kawaragi Momoka would say sothing like "it was ready long ago..." but instead, he found that her face showed a sowhat troubled expression.
"Well, how should I put it, actually, after I went back to the shop yesterday, sothing happened..."
"What is it?" Asakura asked, "Did Yamada Ryo borrow money from you?"
"That didn't happen... why would you ask that?" Kawaragi Momoka blinked, looking at Asakura in confusion.
"Because she's a bassist." Asakura, who had just been borrowed money by a certain bassist, said matter-of-factly.
"Do you have so kind of prejudice against bassists..."
"So what exactly happened?"
"Yesterday while I was packing things up to close the shop, I ran into a fan."
"What? Even the atball-ko is popular enough to have fans already?" Asakura was astonished.
"No, it's a fan from my previous band."
"Oh, I see."
"Why did your tone suddenly beco so indifferent..."
"As long as fans don't affect business, there's no problem, whether they want an autograph or a photo, our shop hasn't forbidden it." Asakura said nonchalantly.
"The problem lies right here..." Kawaragi Momoka said, "after she found out I was working part-ti here, she said she wanted to co here to work part-ti as well."
That is to say, it would affect the operation of the shop.
"Let ask first, is the other party a boy or a girl?" Asakura pondered for a mont before asking.
"It's a girl."
"Hmm, then she probably didn't co for Miss Kawaragi's body."
"Isn't the place you need to confirm a bit strange?"
"That's not the case, after all, Miss Kawaragi's body is also..." Asakura looked at her uneven... uneven and not very shapely chest, and his eyes drifted elsewhere, "is also full of charm... hmm, probably..."
"Why did your tone beco so uncertain at the end? Even for , the places that should have at do have at, it's just the type that looks thin in clothes!"
"I understand, I understand." Asakura showed a benevolent smile, making Kawaragi Momoka's teeth itch.
Imdiately after, Asakura asked again: "Let confirm once more, that girl wouldn't be so kind of bratty girl who explodes at the slightest touch, like a porcupine?"
"She doesn't look like it..." Kawaragi Momoka said, "she looks quite easy to get along with."
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