Making money, most of the time, is not an easy task.

But at certain times, for some people, it's very easy.

Keiko Shiraishi knew part of Aono's background, and also learned that he had been kidnapped, so she wanted to comfort the poor boy.

Stimulated by the charm of the high 29, he bought these three bottles of wine with a ruthless heart and gave him financial comfort.

Nearly 500,000 yen is still a bit expensive for her monthly income of 1.6 million yen - of course, and this is without taking into account the tens of millions of yen inheritance of her deceased husband.

"Thank you, Mrs. Shiraishi."

Aono smiled and thanked him.

'Wow, he's so good at laughing, isn't he?' ’

Keiko Shiraishi's eyes were straight, and she was stunned.

It was only after a moment that she realized her faux pas, blushing and writhing.

"Why don't you just call me by my name?"

In Japanese culture, calling him by his name has a very special meaning, which means that the relationship between the two is already very close.

"Gladly, Keiko."

Now Aono can talk a lot more than before, and eighty percent of it is [Chat Skills LV5] that has played a role.

Not far away, several newcomers, the Cowherd, were full of envy.

Not long after entering the store, there was a named female customer, and she directly earned more than 100,000 yen, which is .....

Cowherd is an extremely competitive industry.

Most newcomers are mainly responsible for cleaning the store, including toilets, ashtrays, toilets, etc..... It's all cleaned up by newcomers.

The monthly income is about the same as that of a convenience store clerk, about 100,000 yen.

Isn't it normal for them to envy Aono in such a comparison?

Everyone is a rookie cowherd, why are you so good?

Hitomi Amamiya, who was chatting with the female guest, glanced at Qingye twice, and was also a lot more relieved.

Keiko Shiraishi is the kind of guest who is very easy to deal with.

Three or four hours passed.

Most of the time it was she talking, and Aono was listening.

It is mainly to talk about all kinds of trivial things in life, such as which patient speaks hard and where his son is disobedient.....

Aono is undoubtedly a good person to talk to.

[Chat Skills Proficiency +1!] 】

Just chatting and chatting, a line of text flashed.

'So there's a proficiency setting?' ’

While Keiko Shiraishi didn't pay attention, Aono clicked on the annotation after the skill.

【Chat Skills LV5 (1/100)】

[Note: Attributes can be increased after skill upgrades]

Aono's heart moved, and he wanted to talk to Keiko Shiraishi again.

I found that the young woman who still had the charm was drunk, her eyes narrowed like a cat, and her arms hung softly on Aono's shoulders for some time.

The other hand moved restlessly around Aono's waist.

I don't know if it's really drunk or fake.

"Firefly, send me home~"

Keiko Shiraishi spat out a warm breath.

The smell of alcohol is tangy, mixed with the aroma of mature women, which refers to the taste of cosmetic pickles, and penetrates Aono's nostrils.

Keiko Shiraishi is undoubtedly a very attractive woman, with a look and figure that are above the horizontal line.

Hey?

Is it so fast to enter the pillow business stage?

Aono recalls the memories of the original owner.

On the surface, the Cowherd is a joker who doesn't sell his body, but he has come out to sell it, but it's just a difference between whether he has enough money or not.

This kind of pillow business is basically done secretly and privately.

The original owner is still a newcomer and has not yet had this kind of experience.

But according to the predecessor Amamiya Hitomi, for the potential Cowherd, the premature pillow business is just lowering his own price.

"Keiko, you're drunk."

"I'll put you in a taxi."

Aono said softly, unconcerned about Keiko's restless movements - he had known for a long time that good men always had to work harder.

"Hmm~"

Keiko Shiraishi may have really drunk too much, her speech was slurred, and most of her body was hanging on Aono's body.

"Senior Liuli, I'll give her a paragraph."

Aono reported to Amamiya Hitomi and walked towards the door.

"Stay safe."

Amamiya Hitomi glanced at Aono deeply, and his tone was quite meaningful.

As a senior, he has done all the reminders he can do, if Aono really ..... I can't take care of it myself.

Aono takes Keiko Shiraishi out of [Fantasy] and prepares to call a taxi to take her home.

Taxis in Japan are not something that ordinary people can afford to sit on.

The night is getting darker.

The streets of Kabukicho are bustling with people coming and going.

It's the most prosperous and lively time.

Male and female groups like Aono and Keiko Shiraishi are nothing more ordinary.

The only thing that is unusual is that Aono is so good-looking, attracting a lot of envious eyes.

Some of the female customers blushed and decided to visit the store in two days.

Come to a relatively remote intersection.

A taxi took the initiative to stop in front of Aono.

"Sir, where are you going?"

The driver sat in the driver's seat on the right — "right-hand drive left" — with a low-brim brim, and was a pale, middle-aged man wearing a pleated uniform and white gloves.

Japanese taxis will be much more expensive, not for no reason, at least the requirements for drivers are very harsh.

"Hiraizumi-cho 2-chome."

Aono Road, eyes lingering on the driver.

"Firefly-kun, send me back~"

Keiko Shiraishi leaned on Aono's shoulder and said in her ear.

The tone is clammy.

"My son is not at home today....."

It is soft to the touch and full of hormones.

The driver's uncle looked at his nose and nose, and pretended not to see anything.

Aono still had an extremely standard smile on his face, and he carefully swept the inner cabin of the taxi, smiling brighter and brighter.

Suddenly changed his mind and nodded.

"Okay."

So Aono took Keiko Shiraishi into the car.

Ignition, start.

Taxis start slowly.

The glass-colored light swayed through the car window on Aono's face, making it look more and more delicate and moving, like a flawless picture.

Keiko Shiraishi, who was half drunk and half awake, saw this scene and became even more drunk.

There is nothing more picturesque than this.

The small actions that are inconvenient to describe have increased!

Aono smiled and talked to her.

[Chat Skills Proficiency +1!] 】

It's also good to take the opportunity to brush up on your proficiency!

Taxis leave the bustling streets and head towards relatively remote roads.

The light is dim, but it is more convenient to do something.

The driver was very sensible and didn't say a word along the way and didn't bother Keiko Shiraishi.

Unconsciously.

It was actually on a path with no street lights, the light was dim, and there were not many buildings around.

A cold wind blew through the window.

Keiko Shiraishi, who was drunk and hazy, woke up a lot.

Looking through the darkness outside the window, I felt a little strange in my heart - is this the way to her house?

How..... Haven't arrived yet?

"Uncle, what kind of car are you?"

Suddenly, Aono asked.

"Huh?"

The driver didn't get his stalk for a while, and his tone was puzzled.

"Your car is obviously overloaded, and it is really amazing that you can drive it for so long."

Aono smiled.

"It's full here!"